Rib Flower [Ability]

Disinfection, infusion, and fluoroscopy.

Sayero didn't bother the medical staff, and did everything by himself. Herlo was stripped naked and presented naked under the other party's sight.When the X-ray instrument was attached to the abdomen, Herlo shuddered and closed his eyes, not daring to look at Sayero's face.He felt the inorganic, cold surface of the perspective instrument slide down his abdomen, until it reached an unspeakable part, and his whole body trembled in humiliation.

"Don't look... Please..." Herlo pursed her pale lips, "I've become a monster."

He spoke so softly, his voice was thin, like broken glass.

Sayero's hand holding the perspective instrument was covered in sweat, and he couldn't hold it after a few squeezes. He put it aside and carefully untied the restraint belts on Helo's limbs.

As soon as he was free, Herlo got up from the medical cabin and curled up his naked body.Sayaka pulled him into his arms.His palms were drenched with sweat, and he was also trembling slightly. He kept stroking Helo's back, as if comforting a frightened little animal, and gently coaxed: "Shhhhh, don't be afraid...my little rabbit How could it become a monster?"

"It's a monster... a monster who is neither male nor female." Helo clenched his fingers and punched himself in the stomach hard. Sayero was startled, and immediately grabbed his hand into the palm of his hand.

"What a fool!" He held Helo's chin, and after several times he did not raise his head, as if he had made a mistake, for fear that he would hate him for keeping his head down like that.

Sayero was so distressed that he was almost suffocated, and a violent killing intent filled his chest, making every cell of him violent, and he almost wanted to turn back immediately and drag Isaiah out to peel and tear Isaiah, using all he knew The method tortured him to death.He held it in the palm of his hand, and he was holding the boy who was afraid of melting. He was cut open by Isaiah, and his physical structure was forcibly modified. This is nothing less than a kind of torture.

In addition to physical, but also psychological.

What should he do, what can he do to heal this wound?

"Look at me... Helo." He lowered his head and kissed Helo's wet eyelashes tremblingly.

"Is there a way...to return to the original state?" Helo finally raised his eyelids, gritted his teeth, and his lips and teeth trembled.

Sayero tried to comfort him, but in the end he hesitated and shook his head, stroking his cheek with his fingers: "I don't know, Helo. Even if there is, I will never allow you to undergo such an operation again, absolutely not .” He emphasized, the blood vessels on the back of his hand were slightly twisted.

Herlo's heart hit rock bottom.

The operation Isaiah performed on Helo was as precise as nanometers, and the two sets of organs were seamlessly connected. The medical knowledge he possessed through his spy training allowed him to judge the difficulty of the operation.If it were to do it all over again, the risks Herlo would have to bear were unpredictable.

Unless, let the doctor Isaiah found do it himself.

But he couldn't think of any conditions that would make Isaiah willing to do so, and it was even more impossible to hand Herlo into the hands of that pervert again.

"From a medical point of view, this surgical technique is very mature and...successful." Sayero paused, his voice burst out from between his teeth, "This is the only thing I'm grateful for."

"Have I been...by Isaiah..." Herlo asked tremblingly against his chest.Uneasy and hesitant, he hesitated for a long time, "I won't get pregnant because of that guy, will I?"

"No, don't worry." Sayero tightened his arms, with a strong lingering fear.What if he came a little later?He didn't dare to imagine, think about it, the soul was torn and cut into pieces.He kissed the wet cheek of the person in his arms, and said without hesitation, "Even if there is one, it will only be mine."

The moment he blurted out, Sayero was stunned for a moment.

Helo immediately jumped up from his arms like a rabbit, and hurriedly put on clothes on his body. Sayero hugged him tightly from behind, pressed his head on his trembling shoulders, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm wrong...I'm not Damn me for saying something like that."

"I'm a man... I still want to fight with you and become a warrior." After a moment of silence, he heard Helo say, his tone was fierce, but suppressed as much as possible.

"I know." Sayero took a deep breath in annoyance, "I will let you stand by my side."

His heart was beating rapidly, and he was shocked that he would say such a bastard thing that would add insult to injury, and even more surprised that he found that his heart was secretly and sinfully longing for it.

Start with Herlo's physical condition just now.

A kind of desire was clamoring in his heart.

Just imagining the beauty of having offspring with his little Eve and having a complete family, he couldn't help getting excited, but the anger and heartache were too strong for him to think about it.

Turning Helo's face away with an extremely light movement, Sayero stared at him, the broken scars engraved in those blue eyes, so clear, let him deeply feel that those traumas are deep to the soul.The old ones and the new ones are all intertwined and carved by him.

He knew he would spend his life filling them.

"I will give you my back, and I want you to give me all your trust, don't be afraid that I will abandon you, as long as you believe [-]% that I love you, that's enough."

"Not enough. I want to be with you every moment from now on, whether it's day or night. I want to wake up with you, sleep together, take a shower together, and even stand side by side when I go to the toilet."

Helo lowered his voice and restrained his shortness of breath.

Finally, he dared to confide and demand from Sayero unscrupulously, revealing his almost pathological desire, like a vampire wanting to absorb the abundant blood in his body.

He is a life without roots, and his roots grow on Sayero's ribs.

Sayero couldn't help but perch down and kissed him deeply.

This kiss was extremely gentle and restrained, Sayero seemed afraid of breaking him, but Helo felt that he had already reacted obviously, even though his back was arched deliberately, the stiffened top still seemed to rub against his. The lower abdomen, through the clothes, also ignited sparks.

He curled up his legs in a little fear, and felt some discomfort in his abdomen-although this discomfort was a hallucination, just a psychological effect on him.Sayero put one hand on the side of his head, bent down and kissed his neck, collarbone, and shoulders unsatisfactorily, and instinctively reached into the hem of his jacket with one hand, and went down along his beautiful waistline, gently Gently stroking his tight and round buttocks.

After a few kisses, Sayero was completely hard and pressed against the heel of his leg.

Like a little girl who had been sexually assaulted, Helo shuddered and clutched her abdomen.

"Don't... Sayero!"

Sayero stopped his aggressive movements as if he had just woken up from a dream. When he stood up, sweat dripped from his head onto Helo's face, and his breath was very short.He frowned, his throat rolled, and he withdrew his hand with difficulty, gently helped him up, and hugged him from behind: "I'm sorry, I..."

Helo hurriedly covered his mouth: "I know, it's me who should say I'm sorry."

They are all men, how could he not understand Sayero's feelings?

It's just that he really can't accept such a body, and he can't imagine Sayero entering him at this time, so he will definitely shiver and scream because he is afraid of getting a big belly like a pregnant woman.

"Don't worry, I won't force you on this kind of thing. Unless you want it yourself, I will strictly control myself before that, okay?" Sayero held his forehead and asked against the back of his neck.In the confined space, his breath sprayed on his neck, Herlo shuddered, carefully leaned against his chest, closed his eyes, and heard his somewhat rapid heartbeat transmitted to the eardrums.

Something was chrome on the spine, hot, Helo twisted his body, Sayero clasped his waist, just stroked his hair, pecked his forehead, and took a deep breath: "Don't move around , let me hug you for a while, let me make sure that I really found you back, not just dreaming."

Holo groped in the dark and found his hand.

The veins on the back of Sayero's hands were exposed, his body temperature was high, but his sweat was cold.

As the fingertips passed over the protruding blood vessels, one could really feel the fear.

Helo's heart softened and turned into water.He took those hands, fingers slowly burrowing into his, tightening reassuringly.

"Those are your men, don't they? They look so cool. Can I... be one of them and participate in your mission?" He asked tentatively, with a little trepidation.

Sayero nodded, acquiescing.

Helo grabbed his hand and kissed it, happy like a child.As if it wasn't enough, he turned his head and kissed Sayero on the cheek, his eyelashes swept over his tall nose bridge like a butterfly, then pouted coquettishly, and pecked near his chin, and was kissed by Sayero. He clasped his shoulders.

"Don't test my endurance...Hello, or I can't help it. You know it can be dangerous without a condom, don't you?"

There was an immediate silence in the darkness.

Feeling that the shoulders of the person in his arms shrank, and his buttocks were deliberately avoiding him, Sayero couldn't help but feel a strange sense of fun at the same time as he blamed himself-he seemed to have found a way to restrain this kid.He hugged him tighter: "sleep for a while, don't think about it."

It was a bit difficult to accommodate two slender men in the narrow medical cabin, and Herlo had to lie on top of him, just like when he was a child.

He has grown up, his body is heavier and heavier than before, but Sayero has not changed, his chest is still so broad and warm, exuding a fascinating atmosphere, it is the whole world that raised him.

He is his brother, his father, and even more his lover.

They were so close, at an unprecedented distance, that their hearts were welded together.

Helo closed her eyes contentedly, never sleeping so soundly.

Feeling that the shoulders of the person in his arms shrank, and his buttocks were deliberately avoiding him, Sayero couldn't help but feel a strange sense of fun at the same time as he blamed himself-he seemed to have found a way to restrain this kid.

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, a hand groped between his legs and held him carefully. Herlo turned over and lay on top of him, and slid down like some kind of small animal.

Premonitioning what he was going to do, Sayero grabbed the back of his head and snorted: "Hello..."

The voice in the dark said timidly, "I...I'll lick it out for you."

Sayero swallowed, frowned and closed his eyes, feeling that the zipper of his pants was being bitten open, and his moist, hot and soft mouth covered all his senses.

He couldn't help imagining that it was the inside of the other party, imagining that his own semen conceived a little life in his body, and he was extremely excited for a moment.

Caught off guard, his entire mouth was filled, and it became extremely difficult to swallow. Helo had no choice but to spit out Sayero's extra-large thing. Frustrated and ashamed, he held his root and licked it. Sayero's fingers were impatiently embedded in it. In his hair, trying to pull his head up: "Enough, Helo."

"I want……"

He begged, like a child grabbing a candy that he couldn't put it down, licked and sucked it again, his tongue slid over the protruding veins on it, inhaling deeply the strong body odor that belonged to Sayero on that organ, and his mouth was full of hunger It seemed to be overflowing with body fluid, and the same reaction followed.

"Why..." Sayero pulled him up unbearably, pinched his chin, "You're so hungry?"

"I like...you like everything..." Herlo's head was drawn into his chest, and he confided in a very soft voice, "I used to see you in the shower...I really wanted to taste it."

Sayero couldn't help swearing, stretched out his hand and pulled Helo's pants, held the same firm thing in his hand, pressed the person in his arms, and beat him hard.In just a few days, he shot like a little Eve who had never touched him in his life, but Helo only let out a few pitiful drops in his hand, and he was already out of breath, like a dry river bed on dying fish.

"I'm degenerating." Helo smiled wryly, leaning his head on his arms. "Maybe it won't be long before I can only use the back to feel it. But I don't want... I don't want to do this."

Sayero immediately hugged him tighter: "Sleep for a while, don't think about it."