Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

{Yes~ Contracts are all made with oaths, but the contracts between demons are more cruel. If one person is unfaithful, at least he will become a monster who only knows desire but no lower limit, or at worst, his power will dissipate and he will become a full demon. The object of contempt will be worse than a monster who only knows how to indulge in desire. }

{By the way, these are the rules set by the Demon King. I don’t know if they are valid for the Demon King himself. }

Song Nan lowered his eyes and hugged the Pope tightly. The Pope patted his back soothingly: "Don't worry, no one can violate the contract, not even the person who made the rules of the contract. What's more, I will not betray you. .”

The Pope held Song Nan in his arms and walked step by step through the red carpet paved with flowers from the other side and onto the high platform under the gaze of all the demons.

Gauze-like curtains floated down from above, blocking the sight of the demons.

The pope lifted Song Nan's hair that hung down on her cheeks, and said with a lingering look, "Queen, I don't like those complicated rituals. As long as blood is exchanged, the contract is successful, or do you like those complicated rituals?"

Song Nan grabbed his hand, put it against his cheek, and rubbed it affectionately: "I don't like it either. As long as I form a contract with the Demon King, I will be very happy~ If possible, I really don't want others to see you like this. …”

The Pope chuckled lowly, spread out the six wings behind his back, turned his head sideways, revealing his pale neck, raised his hand, and drew a red mark. Silks of scarlet slowly overflowed from the mark, and bursts of alluring cold fragrance floated out: "My Queen, do you want it?"

Song Nan's pupils suddenly shrank into needle threads, and his wings suddenly spread out behind him.

The two pairs of wings were entangled with each other, and the smaller pair was wrapped by the larger pair. Then, the young man disappeared completely.

Song Nan was in a hazy state of consciousness. She approached him in a daze and put the tip of her tongue out to touch the blood drops.

The Pope raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Be good~"

Song Nan paused and licked upwards little by little, following the blood. Then, he held the sweet-smelling scar in his mouth, gently grinding the pale skin with his lips and teeth, squeezing out the alluring taste bit by bit.

The pope acted stiffly and patted his back helplessly: "Queen, if you don't want to take the last step in front of the devil, you should be good. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it~"

Song Nan was at a loss and couldn't understand what he said, but at least he stopped this dangerous behavior and used force between his teeth to pierce the pale skin.

"Om~"

A black formation emerged on the surface of the high platform, gradually stretching and spreading below them, completely reflecting the two of them.

"Boom, boom..."

Song Nan heard a strong heartbeat and couldn't tell whose it belonged to him.

A small red chain silently wrapped around the pope's body, and finally stopped at the heart, piercing it violently without leaving any scars. However, his skin seemed to gradually become transparent, and the heart gradually appeared, and the small The chain is slowly wrapping around the heart, getting tighter and tighter as if leaving a mark.

Cold sweat broke out on the Pope's forehead, he gritted his teeth and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

Song Nan noticed the subtle trembling in his body, retracted his sharp teeth, carefully licked the scars, and gave him what little comfort he could.

The pope grunted and held his head: "Be good, continue. The contract can only proceed to the next step after the blending is over."

Song Nan paused and resisted the movement of continuing to suck: "Don't you want blood exchange?"

He pulled off a corner of his robe, revealing his white shoulders: "You bite it too."

The pope smiled slightly, leaned over, put their foreheads together, and said softly: "My dear, the first person to make a contract will be very painful. Can I bite you again after I finish it? That won't hurt."

Song Nan pouted, his eyes filled with mist, and then big tears rolled down his face: "You bite too, how can you be the only one who feels uncomfortable?"

The Pope was helpless and rubbed his head: "I will. Darling, the longer you delay, the longer it will hurt. Do you want me to continue to hurt?" He lowered his eyes and looked a little downcast.

Song Nan was shocked and emphasized again, then bit his neck and continued to complete the contract.

The chain continued to climb, firmly holding the pope's heart. The next second, strange characters flowed out of the chain and imprinted into the heart. They did not stop until the characters were completely imprinted on the heart. Then, the chain gradually disappeared, and the contract was successfully formed.

The Pope slowly breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to caress Song Nan's white and tender neck, wrapped it in black mist and made a small cut on it.

His throat rolled, and he leaned closer, holding the wound in his mouth, carefully urging the black mist to numb the pain, and sucked the blood at a gentle speed.

Song Nan trembled slightly and bit him firmly. Then, his heart kept beating, and a terrible sense of confinement hit his heart. Severe pain appeared for a moment, then disappeared in an instant, followed by waves of numbness.

The Pope looked at the blush gradually rising on his body and chuckled: "It's just the last step, but..."

He tilted his head, as if he could see the demon below through the wings and curtains.

"Om~"

Formations appeared at the feet of the demons, and before they could react, their figures disappeared in an instant.

The pope's eyes slightly curved, and he hugged the person who was randomly stirring up sparks in his arms: "Don't worry, all the annoying people are gone."

Song Nan had long been buried by the raging emotions in her body. She could only see the person in front of her and could no longer tolerate anything else.

……

Song Nan woke up in a daze and found that he had returned to the master bedroom. There was also a beauty lying in front of him. The beauty's black hair was spread out. Her long hair was scattered on her chest. A small simple rose slid across her chest and heart. tattoo.

He paused, feeling that the pattern looked familiar.

{Master, this pattern also appeared on the butler. I don’t know why it also appeared on the pope, and the rituals of the two people seemed to be superimposed on each other...how strange...}

The pope's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the person beside him, he showed a bright smile.

[Ding——Character: Sibuel (Pope Demon King) favorability +1, currently: 100]

[Ding—The symbiosis between demons and heroes has been completed. 】

[Ding——Do you choose to leave the world? 】

Song Nan was stunned and asked blankly: 'Has the chain of protection been upgraded? '

{Master, do you know how long you have been here?The chain of protection has been upgraded a long time ago, but you just didn't hear it. }

Song Nan was silent: 'Can I stay a little longer? '

{Sure, you can stay as long as you want, as long as you leave last. }

Song Nan's eyes lit up and he looked at the Pope with a bright look. He threw himself into his arms and rubbed his chest with his red cheeks: "Master Demon King!"

The pope caught the young man who was coming towards him. He was a little surprised and rubbed his head: "What's wrong?"

Song Nan chuckled, raised his head and stared into his eyes: "I love you!"

The Pope was charming, held his cheek, and kissed the corners of his eyes devoutly: "I love you more."

……