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Logically speaking, such quarrels and fights among several people would have been heard by the two people who were entangled in the bed.

To be more specific, when Barty Crouch Jr. and Regulus opened the door and walked into the dormitory, Barty Jr. did not lower his voice and even called out Vincent Lord's name after opening the door.

Besides, Regulus and Remus had lifted the curtain, so they should have discovered it even with the soundproofing spell.

But the two of them seemed to be bewitched by Asmodeus1 and were completely immersed in the world of lust.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood flowing from his lips, Regulus fell backwards and closed his eyes after seeing Sirius' expression change drastically.

Everything was messed up. He had no right to stop Wen Xiu and Severus, nor could he stop anyone else.

He now desperately needs a reason to escape. Even if he doesn't want to be a bystander, he can only be a bystander.

He didn't want to be a tool for cover-up anymore.

Coma, that's a good reason.

Just like Little Barty who fainted after being hit by his own bullet, as long as he fainted, he would not have to face it again.

The room fell into an eerie silence.

Through the veil that revealed a little bit of the picture, Remus and Sirius saw that Vincius Lord had let go of Severus, who was pinned down by him and unable to speak or move.

The silver-haired boy sat up, letting the quilt slide down his waist and abdomen smoothly, revealing his pajamas on the lower half of his body.

At this moment, Remus and Sirius, who had been standing there in a daze, both breathed a sigh of relief.

At least not yet...

I still have a chance.

Do I still have a chance?

A question arose in the minds of both of them at the same time.

Regulus fell heavily on the bed, his hair brushed against Vinciu Lord's arm, and he felt a hand catching him on the back of his head.

Regulus had cast a silencing spell within the range of the curtains on the bed, so not a single sound was made.

Wenxiu Lord's dull eyes were like a puppet with eyes painted on, shining like gems, yet empty and lifeless.

Looking at the young man who caught it subconsciously, Vinciu Lord tilted his head in confusion, then turned to look at Severus who was blushing beneath him, with an expression of sudden enlightenment, and stretched out his hands to Regulus who was pretending to be unconscious.

Time goes back to the moment when Severus kissed Vince Lord.

Many times, actions speak much louder than words.

She easily pried open the unobstructed lips and teeth, and used the tip of her tongue to entangle him tightly, delivering oxygen to the silver-haired boy in front of her.

At first, Wenxiu Lord didn't react at all. No matter how he moved, he would take a breath of oxygen. If he didn't, he would suffocate.

His life was now controlled by Severus and could be lost at any moment.

The saliva that had not been swallowed flowed down from the corners of the two people's lips that were entangled in each other. Severus saw the young man in his sight, who was at the mercy of others. He had no desire, only heavy worry, and his brows were deeply twisted together.

The emotions in Wenxiu Lord's eyes showed, but it was not enough.

There was a dark light in Severus' eyes. He let go of the silver-haired boy's lips, which he had bitten and sucked until they were red, and tilted his head to kiss the boy's neck.

The bite marks in his sight were still so glaring that Severus almost lost control when he first saw them. He didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to cover up those marks so soon.

Summoning the healing ointment, Severus kept ordering the silver-haired boy to breathe, then bent down and picked up the boy in his arms.

His body sank into the soft bed, and Severus pulled out his arm that was pressed under the boy's legs. He opened the ointment, put his index and middle fingers together, and scooped out most of the milky white ointment with his fingertips.

The cold ointment touched the warm skin. In the past, the silver-haired boy in front of him would have cried out that it was cold and would have shivered to avoid his movements.

But now there was no reaction at all, her chest rising and falling obediently according to his commands, and the eyes that were focused on him just now were staring at him, her eyeballs moving along with his movements without blinking.

The milky white paste was slowly melted by body temperature, and the liquid that did not have time to spread out gathered into a small pool at the sunken clavicle.

The translucent liquid half-covered and half-exposed the red mark on the collarbone.

His lustful gaze fell on that place, Severus dipped his index finger in it, the liquid hung on the fingertip, and the sticky thread was pulled out.

Suppressing the urge in his body, Severus quickly applied the ointment, confirmed that the marks were gone, and leaned forward with satisfaction.

Wen Xiu was beautiful with a hickey, but Severus only wished that the hickey on his body was caused by himself.

He didn't want to take advantage of someone in distress, but given Vinciu Lord's current condition, Severus didn't want to hurt the young man.

'There is no other way, Wenxiu, forgive me.' Severus thought to himself.

The skin that had just recovered was incurred new wounds. Severus opened his mouth to control the boy's breathing and took the opportunity to bite the boy's skin.

Severus imprinted his own desire for exclusivity on the territory under the clothes that little Barty had not touched.

The two were only separated by a thin shirt and pajamas, and their body temperatures easily penetrated and blended. Severus felt the boy's breathing become disordered, and he was delighted.

He stood up with his hands on the mattress and observed.

Wenxiu Lord had regained more consciousness at this time and was able to breathe on his own, but there was no change in his eyes.

Although they were filled with desire and no longer empty, there was still no emotion in their eyes.

Seeing Severus stand up, Wenxiu Lord, whose soul was closed, stretched out his hand in confusion.

He wanted more, Severus couldn't leave him.

The magic wand appeared in his hand out of thin air, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the curtains around him fell down in unison, and no light could penetrate.

Seeing this, Severus was afraid that Wenxiu Lord, who had not fully recovered his consciousness, would hurt him with his wand, so he reached out to grab it.

The wand appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air. In the dim and narrow space, silver-gray eyes looked at the black shadow leaning over, reached out and grabbed Severus' arm, turned over and pressed him under him.

Before Severus could open his mouth to ask, his lips were completely blocked by the silver-haired boy on him.

Compared to him, Wenxiu Lord, who was deceiving himself and had lost his mind and was relying entirely on instinct, was much more direct and decisive.

The kiss led by the silver-haired boy was more lingering and more addictive.

Severus placed his hands on the boy's shoulders, enduring the entanglement that was too much for him to bear.

He failed to restore consciousness to the young man on his body, and his own consciousness began to blur.

The air around them was ignited by the hot breath of the two people, and it was so thin that Severus felt dazed.

Wenxiu Lord supported himself on the bed with one hand, and slid the other hand down, exploring and trying to reach into the hem of her clothes.

The slightly cool fingertips touched the hot skin beneath his body, and the intoxicated Severus was stimulated by the coolness and regained some of his senses.

We can't go on like this.

Tilting his head to avoid the kiss, Severus bit the tip of his tongue hard.

If this continues, he will be unable to control his sinking. This is absolutely not possible, at least not in this situation now.

Severus squeezed his arms between the two people with difficulty and used force on his hands to push the person away.

"Wen Xiu, get up."

Note 1: Asmodeus, also known as Asmodeus and Asmodeus, represents lust among the seven deadly sins.