Rib Flower [Ability]

Seeing the naked body of the person in his arms, he immediately realized what he had done under the control of the Flower of Evil, and smashed his fist on the glass window in front of him with eyes wide open.

Enduring the still unquenchable desire, he with difficulty withdrew from Helo's body, carried him to the driver's seat, and removed the oxygen mask from a movable deck above his head.

Pressing it against the pale face of the person in his arms, one hand covered his chest, feeling the chaotic heartbeat inside.

"Hello?" He hissed his name, his voice still tinged with lust that hadn't fully retreated.

Helo hung his neck, his eyelashes trembled, but he didn't wake up, and leaned softly in his arms.

Looking down at the horrible red mark on his chest, there was a shocking mess between his legs.

Sayero's face was livid, his eyes were bloodshot, and he rummaged around the spaceship. He found a first-aid kit in the place behind the chair where medical supplies are often stored. The blood streaks faded a little.

After injecting the life-saving injection into the neck artery of the person in his arms, he was relieved when he saw that his pale face gradually turned red.

Although experiments have confirmed that Helo, a new type of clone, will not be infected by a virus similar to the flower of evil or invaded by parasites like ordinary humans, but he will still be injured and die.

After doing all this, Sayero realized one thing.

A certain ingredient in the stimulant injected by Isaiah activated a part of his nerves that had already been necrotic, and accidentally "woke up" him from a dormant state, allowing him to freely control his body. body.Thinking of the previous situation, Sayero's eyes sank, he rummaged through the first aid kit a few times, and accidentally found another thing he needed.

—a tube of ketamine.

He carefully injected half a tube into the vein, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he saw from the reflection of the window that the blood on the whites of his eyes had finally faded temporarily.

This dissociative anesthetic would not stun him, but would calm his excited limbic system and thereby curb the effects of the Evil Flower.

Sayero picked up the medical gown that was almost torn by him on the ground, wrapped it around the human body in his arms, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and hugged him tighter.

Helo rubbed his palm unconsciously, shrank his body, seemed to feel pain in a coma, let out a small cat-like moan, and eagerly groped for his wrist with one hand, like Caught a surviving driftwood in the sea.

Guilt and distress piled on his chest, making it difficult for Sayero to breathe.

What the hell did he do?Tortured him even harder after Herlo was tortured?

Unlocking the electronic lock on the neck of the man in his arms, Sayero touched his face, waiting in the dark without blinking, like a lonely trapped animal.

After a few hours, the gravitational field caused by the warp drive gradually dissipated, and the time and space inside the spacecraft returned to normal.

A head of dark golden hair poured down from Sayero's back in an instant, his body trembled, and he saw the arms and legs of the person in his arms lengthen, and the outline of an adult man appeared on his immature face in an instant.

He couldn't hold his grown body anymore, but he still couldn't let go of one hand, as if he had gone through the six years of missing him overnight.

But Sayero knew that this was just a flash in the pan caused by the distortion of time and space, and the years he missed would never be made up for.

There is never any room for regret, just because he is a soldier, an agent, and the most important piece on the entire chessboard. As long as there is a slight hesitation or a retreat, it will affect the entire chess game.

He couldn't help but think of what the man said before he went to die, raised his head, and looked at the top of his head.The vast night sky is full of stars, and it is impossible to tell which star will be the destination of the person who has passed away.

I am sorry.

He said silently, not knowing whether it was to Ai Ling or to himself who had been sentenced to life imprisonment.

The chip containing Ai Ling's consciousness was embedded in the skin under his wrist, like a brand of guilt imprinted deep in his soul, which made him never have the courage to let go of Ai Ling, betrayed his promise, and touched that Outside the cage, the one who has been trying to break in for years.

But now, he might no longer... be able to suppress himself.

There was a dull pain in the wrist, Sayero clenched his fists tightly, then loosened them, looked down at the person in his arms, stroked his face with his fingers, and brushed the messy hair away from his face.

Feeling the itching on his face, the young man's silver eyelashes fluttered a few times, he raised his head unsteadily, and a pair of ice blue eyes met his at a close distance.

The two brothers looked at each other for a while, a little embarrassed.

Helo slowly blinked his eyelids a few times, showing a bewildered look.

It took him a long time to realize what had happened. He bounced up from Sayero's arms and fell to the ground with his buttocks. The medical uniform wrapped around his body was opened, revealing his slender legs, which was suffocatingly tempting.

Sayero couldn't help but be thankful that he was anesthetized.

He bent down, intending to hug Helo, but just as he touched his body, Hero shuddered like an electric shock, struggled to break free from his embrace, shrank into a corner, and hurriedly put the clothes on his body There was no place in his body that was not shaking.

"I'm awake, Helo, don't be afraid." He knelt down halfway, carefully grabbed his thin white ankle, and reached out to lift his clothes, "I have to help you clean up, I can't let my things stay inside ..."

With a "snap", Helo slapped him and pushed him away hard.

"I... I'll do it myself..." He gasped weakly and refused, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear it, apparently he was hoarse last night.

"The medicine cabinet is here."

Sayero closed his eyes, but any movement in the silence pierced his ears and eyes like a spell.

The spaceship was quiet, only the sound of the medicine box being searched for and the breathing sounds of the two of them with different frequencies sounded lingering and dangerous in this small space, like faint phosphorous ash that was about to burn.

Hearing a painful hum, Sayero opened his eyes again.

"Don't look...!"

Sayero saw at a glance that he hadn't put on his pants, and the few cotton balls thrown aside were still stained with dirt and blood. He curled up in a ball and wrapped himself tightly from head to toe, showing a kind of vigilance for stabbing people. .

He really frightened Herlo, and this kid might be overwhelmed by him.Thinking of this, Sayero really wanted to do something, to comfort him with the appearance of a "brother", but after he just raped the other party, no matter what he did, he looked like a sanctimonious beast.

Not only was it his first time, but it was also the case where the distortion of time and space caused the opponent's body to become smaller.The scene just a moment ago is still in front of his eyes, he clearly remembers all the details, remembering that the person he had missed for many years was trembling in his arms, his neck was raised as hard as he could, and he let out a broken moan under his attack.He still remembers the wonderful taste of entering his body, the moment when it was branded to swell to the extreme satisfaction...

Sayero restrained the uncontrollable memory in time, forced himself to be calm, stretched out his hand, picked him up horizontally, and placed him in the empty seat behind the driver's seat.

Holo was flailing desperately in his arms, making him feel as if he really caught a little rabbit.

"Don't move around, you don't want to do it again?" He pressed his hands and warned in a low voice.

"Go away!" The frightened young man raised his neck, his silver hair was disheveled, his eyes were full of panic, and tears rolled in his eyes, as if he was a stranger who violated him, not the brother he had been thinking about day and night.

"Shh...be good." Sayero gently pressed his index finger on his lips, trying to calm him down like coaxing a child, but he bit his palm when he opened his mouth.Like a rabbit that has been thoroughly irritated, Hero bites him deep and hard, almost as hard as gnawing a piece of meat off his hand.

Sayero squeezed his chin and pulled out his hand, one hand pressed his shoulder, and the other hand stroked his back, but the more he touched Helo, the more Helo struggled.Sayero had to be on top of him, with his hands bound in seat belts and his knees on his kicking legs.

"Woo... Get out! Don't! Don't!"

Helo yelled in panic under his restraint, because his voice was so hoarse, it sounded no different from crying, and suddenly awakened Sayero's forcibly suppressed memory.

He grabbed the back of his neck, bent down and blocked Helo's mouth, no matter how much he bit him, he would not flinch.

After being kissed by him for a long time, Herlo seemed to be exhausted, and collapsed under him motionless.

When he let it go, a patch of mottled chest was exposed from the broken zipper, rising and falling with rapid breathing.

Sayero stared there one more time and pulled it on for him.