【Hui Shimazaki】Guide to domestication of wild cats

Blind man masturbating cat

It hurts, really hurts all over.

This time, Shimazaki's attack was obviously measured, not to the point of letting Hanazawa enter the hospital again.But in order to stop his behavior, pain is necessary.Shimazaki is very good at making others hurt. He can even handle it just right, making people feel so painful that they cannot die.

This technique has not been used on Huaze yet, so he is only in pain, so painful that he doesn't want to get up.

"I said, you've been sleeping for two days, aren't you hungry at all?"

Shimazaki was listening to music with one earphone on, and of course he heard Hanazawa turning over on the bed with his free ear.This position was uncomfortable and changed to another one, and the wound was pressed just after changing it, and rolled back to the original position again, hissing and inhaling.

After flipping pancakes for a long time, Huaze had already woken up, and her stomach was growling.

"I can't get up." He said aggrievedly.

Shimazaki walked out of the bedroom without saying anything.Came back a few moments later with a plate of omelet, green salad, and croquettes.There is also a glass of milk, which has been specially heated just now, emitting white smoke, and a large spoonful of honey has been added, which smells sweet from afar.

Shimazaki put the dinner plate on the bed: "Eat, don't spill the milk."

"No, I haven't brushed my teeth yet." Hua Ze muttered, he loves cleaning very much.

Shimazaki got up again, brought him a toothbrush filled with toothpaste and a mouthwash cup filled with water, and put a plastic basin beside the bed: "Eat after brushing."

Hanazawa raised his two bruised arms, one wrist was dislocated by Shimazaki, although he put it back after he passed out, it still hurts now.He waved his arms at Shimazaki's blind eyes: "Hand hurts, I can't hold it."

Shimazaki had a very good temper at this time, as if he had completely changed into a kind, honest and gentle housekeeper who took care of the wayward young master.It's a pity that as a blind man, it's still too difficult for him to brush someone's teeth.He could only pinch Huaze's chin, raise it to a suitable angle, and then stick the toothbrush in and brush it carelessly.Huaze opened his mouth very cooperatively, and occasionally ouched twice when he was poked.

After swiping a few times, Shimazaki handed him the water glass and asked him to rinse his mouth.

"It hasn't been cleaned yet." Hua Ze opened his mouth as if finding fault.

Shimazaki sighed and continued to provide service.Finally, Huaze was satisfied, gurgling and gargling, spraying loudly in the basin.

He's so cute, everything about him is so cute.Shimazaki couldn't help but wanted to hug him again, but was pushed away by the feline boy yelling in pain.

"Isn't it a hand pain? Why do you still have so much strength?" Shimazaki raised his eyebrows.

Hua Ze was furious, and picked up the fork to eat.

"I can't tell, you cook delicious food."

Hanazawa refers to the face.After all, Shimazaki has a face that is not virtuous at first glance.Even if I believe that he can commit crimes, I don't believe that he can cook.

But the fact is that Shimazaki can cook, and his cooking skills are pretty good.It's hard to imagine that he, a blind man who will never know what "fried until golden on both sides" looks like, can make meals that Hua Ze, who has been raised by various five-star chefs, thinks is not bad. .

Look at these meatballs, they are crispy and crispy, and the heat is meticulously controlled. They can be taken as a signature dish at a roadside restaurant.

"Why can't you see that I'm not like you, I look spoiled by others."

Spoiled?Hua Ze thought, "that person" really dotes on him very much, if that can be called a doting.

Dress him up in the most expensive clothes and take him to social occasions to show off.Give him everything he wants, and don't be upset even if he loses his temper.After he finished his task, he whispered in his ear like a loving father, "You really didn't let me down".

Even at that time his fingertips were dripping with stranger's blood, his blue eyes were as dead as a deep pool.

"That person" doesn't care about his thoughts, his feelings, his despair, or even his death.Because he is just a tool, only a tool.

He would specifically take him to see how those feline teenagers who failed their missions were dealt with.The executioner hung them up high, branded them with the exclusive seal of waste, and tortured them with the most cruel means until they were dripping with blood.

Then, he smiled and said to him: You see, you and them have never been the same.

It is both a compliment and a warning.

The eyes of the companions covered with blood and mud will always stare at Huaze, but Huaze dare not meet that gaze.As soon as he closed his eyes, there were those eyes intertwined with resentment, jealousy and pleading for help.

This is how "that person" pampers him, and this is how "that person" dominates him.He didn't dare to feel happy because of his specialness. Once he admitted this favor, he would take the initiative to put himself in a cage.

What he desperately wanted to get, made Huaze confused, and the pain of separation tormented him all the time.He felt himself drowning, surrounded by the corpses of his companions, and a rising sun called Liberty made him swim forward.

Maybe he was on the verge of breaking down before meeting Shimazaki.

"There is no love for no reason in this world, it's just because I'm worthy. As you said, don't those women who love you also get a sense of superiority from you?"

"As expected of you, you are very good at drawing inferences from one instance." Shimazaki laughed.

"So, when I'm useless, he will throw me away like expired milk in the refrigerator, without the slightest bit of reluctance."

"This is the same for everyone. Who needs people who are worthless? So, don't expect others if you don't want to get hurt."

Hua Ze lowered his head, thinking that he had already begun to look forward to it.He ate the last of the meatballs and tossed the fork away, satisfied.Shimazaki picked up the dishes, picked them up and felt the weight was wrong, then put them down again.He took the fork that was skewed in the bowl, and fed the broccoli: "You have to finish the vegetables."

"Whispering..." Hanazawa opened his mouth, and the broccoli dipped in Shimazaki's homemade salad sauce was sent into his mouth. He bit it off, and Shimazaki immediately inserted the second piece.

Hanazawa looked at Shimazaki, and saw that his eyes were indeed closed, and his eyelashes formed two curved arcs.He looked up and asked, "What do you see me doing?"

"How do you know I'm looking at you? You can't see it."

Hanazawa was a little uncomfortable. He felt that sometimes Shimazaki was very sensitive, not like blind at all.If you don't look at him carefully, his behavior is no different from that of normal people, as if he was born to see without eyes, and he can see more nuanced than others, and even penetrate people's hearts.

Therefore, as long as he is beside Huaze, Huaze feels that he is looking at him.Every move he makes, every thought he thinks, is all watched by him.

"I can't see it, but I can feel it." Shimazaki wiped off the sauce from Hanazawa's lips with his fingers, and licked it off his own mouth: "Do you know that there are many creatures in this world without eyes, Humans always like to think about how they survived. If there are high-dimensional creatures with super perception in this world, will they also wonder how humans survived? Humans like to use themselves to speculate Others. A gesture of compassion when others don’t have what they have.”

Hua Zebai glanced at him and felt that what he said was right, so after eating the vegetable salad together, he said, "I've decided, I want to know what kind of life you usually live."

He closed his eyes: "Now I can't see either."

Shimazaki's face could not be seen, and his chuckling voice became very clear in his ears.His hand touched Huaze's face, and he lifted back the fine hair that fell on his cheeks.The cool palm covered his face, and his lips could feel the texture of the palm.

His body temperature, his breathing, even if he can't see his own body when he is close, he can feel it, and the skin seems to have subtle electric currents rushing through, reminding him of the existence of another person.

Hanazawa put his hand on Shimazaki's, and the two sat quietly like this, neither of them spoke for a long time.

After a while, Hanazawa closed his eyes and began to rub Shimazaki.Rub his rough finger pads, hard nails, raised knuckles, well-vascularized back of the hand and delicate pea bone.He rubbed every inch of that hand reverently with his cheek.

It was the hand that had hurt him, the hand that had caressed him, the hand of Shimazaki, and now the hand that smelled of him.

But just hands couldn't satisfy him, he grabbed Shimazaki by the collar, pulled him to himself, and continued to rub his cheek against his.

His neck, his Adam's apple, his collarbone, his chest.

"What are you doing?" Shimazaki asked.I thought Huaze wanted to kiss him, but unexpectedly, she just rubbed against him with her soft cheek.Cat behavior is always difficult to understand, of course he enjoys the intimacy.

"Mark my prey." Hua Ze said nonchalantly after rubbing enough.He lay back on the bed, and put aside Shimazaki who was tickled by him: "I can't get up, and I can't see, I want to sleep again."

Loose and self-willed, Shimazaki thought, he tousled his hair and said, "It's up to you."

The sound of Shimazaki's footsteps left the bedroom, and the sound of running water in the kitchen.Huaze wrapped herself in the quilt and snickered.

Glands in the cheeks of feline humans emit a scent that humans cannot smell.It can't be washed off, it can't be dispersed, this smell can only be recognized by themselves, it is like a certain status symbol, which only exists on the things they like.

Shimazaki was exuding Hanazawa's scent, but he didn't notice it.After all, his understanding of feline humans comes entirely from the chatter of enthusiasts. Before that, he had only talked to feline humans raised by others in captivity a few times.

He was not interested in domestic pet cats that were just beautiful and wagged their tails like dogs, and he never thought about owning one himself.He even thought it was sick, ridiculous and pathetic to have sex with another race.

But after meeting Hua Ze, this idea began to change.He likes the way Huaze resists, stubborn and unwilling to give in, the stinging light will never go out, on the contrary, it illuminates the darkness in his eyes.

Feline humans do not mark humans.Even if they flatter and flirt, they won't really fall in love with humans who buy them like goods.So no matter whether it is a black market dealer who has dealt with countless feline humans, or an obsessive person who keeps a house full of pets, no one will know the secret that only belongs to this race that has lost its freedom for many years.

Hua Ze didn't intend to tell him either.

He turned over in the quilt, remembering the intermittent dreams he had when he was unconscious.In the dream was the endless blue sea, he was afraid, but also thought it was so beautiful.The sea was another world he had never seen before, where countless unknown creatures were born, swam around there, and died there.That piece of blue like his eyes has carried too much life and death, and it is as calm as the reflection of the sky.

Someone buried him on the beach by the sea, making him feel like a plant rooted in the ground, even if the waves came, they couldn't take him away.

So relieved, so happy.

I really want to see the sea.

He fell asleep, smelling himself close by, enveloping him like sand.

TBC