Violet Orchestra

Before Elaine took the stage, Violet was forced to admire various looks that he considered either too outdated or too gaudy, the big skirts and all kinds of exaggerated ruffles favored by the Rhosialians. They are widely used in cross-dressing, making them look like large bouquets.Violet bought a simple mask with only rose patterns on it from a vendor in the auditorium, and put it on her face, trying not to stand out from the crowd, and waited for Elaine to appear in a low-key manner.

But he only wore a simple white robe. Although the neckline and cuffs were embroidered with gold trim, it was still much more plain than the people around him.After a long time, someone began to talk to him cautiously: "Sir, do you come from somewhere else?"

"Yes." He smiled at the other party, "I heard that Rosalia has a music festival recently, so let's take a look."

"Oh, then it's a coincidence that you came here." Seeing his gentle tone, the girl who talked to him became more courageous, "There are many festivals recently, and there will always be parades in the city. Are you here with your friends? There are many activities Everyone can join in.”

Violet nodded and motioned her to the stands: "My friend is there, and I'm with him."

On the high platform, Elaine just lifted the curtain and walked out.He passed by the previous contestant, and originally wanted to smile at each other, but thinking of what Violet told him in advance, he immediately tensed up again, and walked to the stage expressionlessly.

His steps were not big, but each step was steady and powerful—Violet told him to "walk with a little momentum"—and his face was expressionless, but it was indeed full of menace. The host who was in charge of the introduction was shocked by him.

"Uh, this is..." He looked down at the registration form in his hand, "Mr. Robin? Welcome to our parade stage. It seems that we have a very special contestant today."

"Your friend doesn't look like you," whispered the girl next to Violet.

"Why is it different?" The poet asked with interest.

He can't wait to hear what everyone thinks of Elaine, or rather, of Elaine, who he's groomed to look different than usual—

"Handsome, but not very approachable." The girl seemed to feel that it was impolite to say that, showing an apologetic expression, but continued with Violet's encouragement, "I mean...he looks Like the king in poetry, the kind who sits on the throne, is indifferent but powerful, and makes everyone kneel and submit to him..."

Her description was so vivid that Violet couldn't help laughing, motioning her to continue: "Is there any more?"

"I'm not very good at describing." She frowned in embarrassment. "There are very few people like this in Rosalia. He is as special as you."

"What about this game?" Violet asked again.

In the final analysis, this size can be regarded as a competition, and whether it can win the hearts of the audience is the most important point.

"I'll vote for him," said the girl firmly.

At the same time, Elaine on the stage finally spoke the first sentence under the host's question.

"Then Mr. Robin, why did you participate in our competition? Is it the same as the previous contestant, for that rare oriental silk?"

He didn't answer right away, and waited for everyone in the audience to concentrate because of the sudden silence before speaking slowly.

"I'm here for today's champion." His blue eyes looked around and finally stopped in Violet's direction. "Maybe you will think I'm a little arrogant, but this is indeed my purpose today."

As soon as the words were finished, Violet heard the girl beside him gasp, and turned around to say something in Rorsalian to her companion.He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seemed that Elaine's performance was better than he expected, and even he was about to be deceived.

"Is it convenient to ask the reason?" The host has not given up his job, and dutifully stood on the stage to continue asking questions.

"Inconvenient." Elaine rejected him indifferently, "Sorry."

Violet laughed.

He just asked Elaine to say as little as possible, because it would not be easy to show timidity, and it would be more suitable for her appearance, but he didn't expect Elaine to refuse to speak in such a straightforward way.

But it seems that the effect is not bad, because the host was obviously stunned, and did not continue to ask, but entered the next session: "Then... what shall we perform? Mr. Robin, do you have any musical instruments that you are good at? "

Since it is a music festival, this beauty pageant competition will not be judged only by face. Each contestant has to perform a musical instrument or sing a song on stage as a reference program for the audience to vote.Violet asked Elaine beforehand if he had any musical instruments he was good at, but he couldn't get an answer, because the young man told him that he wanted to keep it a secret and reveal it when he got on stage.

It was rare that Elaine wanted to surprise him, and of course Violet would not refuse, so he waited for Elaine's talent show with the same expectations as all the audience.

"I'm not good at playing an instrument, but I can sing."

Elaine stood on the stage and said.

It was a folk song, with obvious Rorscharia characteristics, light and graceful, divided into several sections, like a antiphonal song between young people talking to each other.Just like when answering the question just now, Elaine deliberately lowered her voice when she sang this song, the ballad seemed more affectionate under his singing, even if Violet didn't understand all the lyrics, he could read his feelings from it .

"This is "Roselia's Rose." The girl next to Violet exclaimed, "Is your friend from Rosaria?"

Violet didn't want to continue talking to her, because Elaine was looking at him with eyes as gentle as the peaceful night sky.

He didn't know if others had noticed, but he already understood that Elaine sang this song to him.

Elaine received warm applause when he stepped off the stage, and the host wanted to ask him a few more questions, but because Violet made a gesture to him from the audience, telling him to go to the backstage and wait for him, so he didn't ask any questions. Ignoring the answer, I nodded to the audience and left.

The poet took off the rose mask and was standing in an inconspicuous corner with a smile waiting for him. Seeing him striding down the steps to come to him, he kissed the corner of his mouth rewardingly.

"I found that although you are usually shy, sometimes you are very courageous."

He didn't expect that Elaine would sing love songs to him in front of so many people. Although he sometimes used this way to court others, when someone used the same method to show his favor to him, Violet found that he was sincere. happy and sweet.

Maybe it's because that person is Elaine who usually blush when teased?He wondered, but it was undeniable that he was really happy about it.

"I don't sing very well." Elaine still felt a little distressed, "I wanted to give you a surprise, but I can sing very few songs—"

"So you sang me a love song?" Violet smiled at him.

Elaine blushed: "I saw the rose mask you were wearing, so I thought of that song..."

He was still thinking about how to explain it, but Violet took the lead and said, "I like it very much."

He didn't hesitate to express his love for Elaine, because he knew that this was exactly what the other party needed. Compared with the affirmation of the Rosaria people outside, Elaine obviously cared more about his opinion at present, and he felt moved for Elaine And proud, and don't mind expressing it.

"Really?" Elaine looked at him nervously, and was relieved after confirming that he was not lying. "That song is called "Roselia's Rose", which is a very old ballad by Rosaria. There is no lingua franca version, I'm afraid you won't understand, and I want to explain the meaning of the lyrics to you..."

"Someone has already explained it to me. She is a beautiful young girl." Violet thought for a while, and then added, "I'm afraid she is still looking for me now, and wants me to introduce my friend Mr. Robin to her." .”

Elaine was amused by him, and finally relaxed a little.

"Okay, I think the results of the competition should be out soon." Hearing the loud cheers in front of him, the poet suggested, "I don't plan to win prizes anyway, why don't we go out first and find a place with few people to hear the results?"

"it is good."

Elaine listened to him, lifted the heavy velvet curtain for blackout, led him out of the backstage, and left the parade stage in the opposite direction.

It was already very late, and the citizens who were still gathered on the street came for the music festival, so only the area around the stage was full of people, while the rest of the square seemed deserted.Fortunately, the host's voice was loud enough that they could still hear it even when they were far away from the crowd. Violet sat by a fountain, listening to the sound in the distance, and handed the rose mask to Elaine: "Send Here you go."

Elaine put the mask on her head and couldn't help but think that this was Violet's first gift for him.

He was a little distracted, focused on being happy to receive the gift, but ignored the voices around him, and only recovered after Violet pinched his face: "...what's wrong?"

"Congratulations, Mr. Robin." The poet stood on the edge of the fountain, bent over and held out a hand to him amidst the sound of music in the distance, "Tonight's champion, can I ask you to dance?"

Elaine was still a little overwhelmed when she turned the window and returned to her room.

How did things get to this point?He couldn't help but think that Violet actually fulfilled his promise and gave him an unexpected reward——

He originally thought that the "small reward" mentioned by the poet would be a kiss, or the "problem solving" mentioned last time, but he didn't expect to get much more than expected in the end.Violet washed off the paint on his face with her own hands, and even took a shower with him, where they kissed, touched each other, and ended up doing even more things than he could have imagined.

He had three shirt buttons undone, and his hair was messed up. Standing in front of his bed and recalling what happened half an hour ago, he felt as if he was living in a dream, and finally blushed belatedly.

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Elaine's memory of how he returned to the palace was very vague. He only remembered that he and Violet were dancing by the fountain.

Did Violet promise him?

He doesn't remember.

Because he couldn't care less about thinking.

"Violet..." He called the poet's name helplessly, even his voice was a little fuzzy in the steam rising from the hot water.

They were crammed into the same bathroom, which was a sizeable bathroom, and "squeezed" might not seem like the right word, but to Elaine, it was a good reflection of what he was really thinking.

too close--

Violet was leaning against him and kissing him, their bodies pressed against each other with almost no gap between them except for a thin layer of shirt that had been soaked in hot water.He felt overwhelmed, but at the same time he was uncontrollably excited, and there was nowhere to hide his shameful excitement, and it was immediately conveyed to Violet.

Of course the poet knew the reason why Elaine called his name, but he felt that the other party was so cute, so he didn't respond maliciously.He watched the well-chosen satin shirt drenched with water, revealing the smooth and graceful muscular lines of the young man, and then reached out to unbutton the shirt, from top to bottom, and rescued Elaine from the soaked shirt come out.

"I thought you were used to it." After finishing this, he smiled and kissed Elaine's earlobe, "But you are so popular here... Are you so shy? I promised you before."

Faced with his ridicule, Elaine obviously couldn't hold on to the scene, and subconsciously defended herself: "It wasn't like this before..."

Violet pressed his lips with his right index finger: "You have to learn to be a little bit worse."

The definition of "bad" is obvious, and he's encouraging Elaine to let herself go.

In front of him, Elaine has always been restrained and obedient, almost obedient to him.I have to say that Violet enjoyed his attitude, but after a long time, he began to find it a little boring.

Elaine is an independent individual, even if she obeys him because she likes him, she should be stronger instead of obediently.

He wanted to see Elaine lose control, only in front of him.

"You can be a bad boy in front of me, of course, I mean bad in 'that'."

Violet whispered in his ear.

This sentence is like a key, as it is inserted into the machine case, twisted slowly, making a light "click", Elaine felt that a certain string in his head was also broken.

He didn't know how he took off the poet's robe, but it was certainly not as gentle as the other's movement of taking off his shirt - Violet's skin was a little red from the hot water, and he couldn't help but kiss it Kissing the round shoulders, then tore the robe hanging on the shoulders in two.

After taking off his clothes, the poet's body, which is usually covered under various beautiful robes, is exposed without any cover.

He was the most beautiful person Elaine knew, with a small frame, fair skin, long and slender hands and feet, and looked as delicate as a carefully crafted work of art.When Elaine kissed him, she could smell the scent of his body. It was a faint scent of violets that emanated from his wet hair, and was diluted by the hot water and steam, leaving only a touch of sweetness.

This faint fragrance is more alluring than usual, and Elaine is completely unable to resist his temptation.

He was guided by Violet into the opponent's body, and his movements were eager and rude, but he immediately realized his mistake, and carefully explained the in-depth and simple words, and waited until the poet's throat released a small and pleasant moan before continuing.They kissed in the water, Violet's lips were as soft as flower petals, and Elaine almost accidentally bit the corner of his mouth.

"It doesn't matter, you can do what you want." The poet hooked his legs around his bare waist and said with a smile, "I'm yours tonight."

His red hair was soaked and stuck to the two of them who were so close together that it was almost impossible to tell which one belonged to them.Elaine sniffed the sweet scent in his hair, pushed her cock deep into him, and at the same time felt Violet lower her head and bite his shoulder.

Violet's bite was not strong, and even made his lower body more excited, almost painfully hard.He didn't care about whether the poet was in pain, he just kissed the red corner of the other's eyes, and started a new round of thrusting.

He already knew that Violet liked it, and didn't mind being hurt by him, because the pleasure came faster and more violently than the pain, and it almost drowned them both together.