Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

The black dragon gnawed on his protruding Adam's apple for a while, and then turned to his chest. Sarannar stuck out his tongue and licked his nipple curiously, which caused Silas to tremble again: " don't want……"

He took a few more sucks, took a bite, and watched Silas's reaction carefully. It seemed that doing so would make the young dragon knight very nervous, so he gave up his chest and leaned in to kiss it gently. Soothe the overwrought young man.This time Salanar finally let go of one hand, stroked his waistline downwards, kneaded his strong waist a few times, and then began to untie his belt.

The free hand of Silas grabbed Sarannar's shoulder for the first time, and he didn't know whether to push him away or hug him.Silas couldn't think at all, he was almost dizzy by the sudden situation.

No matter how dull he is, he should know what kind of "eating" Salanar is referring to. Silas is just very surprised, why did all this happen?Not long ago, Salanar had clearly told him not to think about it, so what does this kind of behavior mean now, is it to tease him?

Just like his bad-tempered cousin, knowing that his family is struggling, he always deliberately dangles the fragrantly roasted chicken legs in front of him, then bites them into his mouth, and then laughs at his uncontrollable gluttony. Mutually.

He obviously should push Sarannar away without hesitation, and let the black dragon stop this silly trick, but he really couldn't refuse such a temptation.

The consciousness is resisting, but the body is yearning involuntarily.

Salanar could feel that Silas's attitude became very strange after the initial shock, but he was sure that the other party didn't want to resist or refuse, because Silas' breathing became so hot and urgent, his body It was also clear that he had already reacted, and even stretched out his hands, gently hugging his back.

The Dragon Knight responded with a cautious and tentative attitude, as if he was afraid of angering the black dragon on his body.

Sarannar found this human more and more interesting.

He has always been interested in the human race, but this is the first time he has had an "in-depth" communication in this way. Watching Silas's soft tongue licking his bloodshot lips, his eyes full of water are eager Looking at him intently, Sarannar had a premonition that trying to find a human partner would be a pretty good decision.

He took off the obstructing clothes and threw them aside, then grabbed Silas' hand and guided him to touch his body.

"Don't be shy, don't you like my body very much? Come, touch it."

Silas's sanity is about to be burnt. He used to help Saranar wipe his body more than once when he took a bath, but at that time his mind was relatively simple. He didn't even dare to take a second look after he was dreaming, but now, Sarannar grabbed his wrist domineeringly, forcing him to feel the firm skin on the other's chest through his sense of touch, as well as the heartbeat and temperature that were indistinguishable from human beings. Down, there are tight abdominal muscles and a powerful waist line.

It was a perfect male body, no doubt about it.

Then it went on, and the hot touch made Silas' hand try to retract as if it had been burned, but Saranar still gripped his wrist tightly, forcing him to touch the one that embarrassed him. The ultimate part.

Sarannar said gently: "Don't be afraid, it doesn't bite, just touch it carefully and see if it's any different from yours?"

Silas was silent, the aristocratic upbringing in his bones made him unable to resist turning his head away, not daring to look directly at such a shameful scene. This kind of reaction made Saranar even more interesting, and he moved closer to Seras Russ whispered ambiguously, "Do you want it to enter your body?"

Silas's face turned red to the base of his neck, and he couldn't help turning his body to the side, trying to curl himself up to avoid Saranal's gaze. Saranal watched the big boy who was over 1.8 meters amused and put himself Huddled in the corner between the stone bed and the wall, leaning his head against the corner like an ostrich, he was so embarrassed that even the roots of his ears were red.

Sarannar grabbed one of his ankles and easily dragged him out. Silas had no choice but to lie down there and pretend to be dead, but the evil black dragon purposely leaned into his ear and asked him relentlessly: "Tell me, do you want to?"

"Don't ask me that kind of question!" Silas shouted angrily.

Immediately, he felt Sarannar lying on his back. Even if he pretended not to look, he could still clearly feel the temperature and touch from the humanoid black dragon's body, as well as the damn thing between his buttocks. The... no, he couldn't say the word, he couldn't even think about it.

Sarannar opened his mouth and bit the flesh on the back of his neck. This action made Silas grunt, and couldn't help but think of the mating female beast. He wanted to struggle dissatisfiedly, but the black dragon was only tentative. Take a bite and let him go.

"You really don't want it?" Sarannar tilted his head, curiously looking at the dragon knight who was clearly unable to help himself, but was still stubborn.

"..." Silas decided to play dead to the end.

Sarannar said gracefully and gently again: "Or if I put it another way, can I fuck you? My knight."

Silas really couldn't stand him anymore, and angrily punched the stone bed: "Let's stop talking nonsense about him, and you can do whatever you want with me, whatever you want!"

"Okay, as you wish." Sarannar smiled, this little guy is really not frank, but let's forget it this time, there is still time to train him slowly in the future.

Salanar has read countless books and classics. He felt that he already understood how to do this kind of thing between human beings, but when he really did it according to his own understanding, he saw Sera Si suddenly frowned and clenched his teeth, the veins on his neck were all exposed, and he didn't seem to feel comfortable no matter what.

"Does it hurt?" Sarannar asked thoughtfully.

"...It doesn't matter, let's continue." Silas tried his best to endure the severe pain. He wanted to say that compared to the injuries and crimes he had suffered, what was this little pain?

In fact, he knew very little about this kind of thing, and he could only think that the union of two men was accompanied by such unbearable pain, but this pain gave him a reassuring sense of reality, and he was so eager to be able to Established a deeper relationship with Sarannar, so he would rather endure and bear with sacrificial piety.

But when Sarannar moved again, Silas couldn't help but let out a small cry of pain.

Saranar stopped, thinking seriously, and said, "There must be something wrong, let me think about what is missing."

Silas looked at him speechlessly, as if he was conducting a serious academic study.

After a while, Salanar suddenly understood and said, "Oh, by the way, a man's words should be lubricated first."

Silas covered his forehead, suddenly feeling like he was speechless.

= The spring breeze blows the earth, meat or something like this ╮(╯▽╰)╭=

Silas was sweating profusely and felt sticky and uncomfortable, especially in an unspeakable area.But let alone getting up to take a bath, he couldn't even lift a finger. The aftereffects of the hypnotic magic made his limbs weak and weak, and Sarannar's torture made him feel exhausted.

He didn't even think about asking Sarannar for help, but Sarannar was so considerate that he couldn't imagine that he took the initiative to hug him into the hot spring pool next door without him asking.

When the warm spring water flooded Silas's body, he couldn't help sighing in comfort, relaxing all the muscles in his body.This appearance made Sarannar suddenly want to kiss him again, so the black dragon kissed him, and he kissed him again when he felt that one kiss was not enough.

Saranar found that the feeling of intimacy with humans was unexpectedly good. Thinking about how his people only mate when they needed to reproduce, it was a waste of such a wonderful experience.

Silas was really afraid that Sarannar would want to go crazy with him again in this pool, but fortunately, Sarannar just kissed him, and took his own towel to help him scrub his body.

This feeling is very subtle. He used to bathe the dragon before, but today he changed the dragon to bathe him. Although he just washed him casually, Salanar could still think of it before he took him out and threw him back on the bed. After wiping him dry, Silas already felt that Sarannar was so gentle that he didn't even look like a dragon.

Then Sarannar began to get dressed, and Silas couldn't help asking in a hoarse voice, "Where are you going?"

"You're really curious." Sarannar rubbed his hair, "It's still dark, I have something to go out, you should have a good rest."

Silas had no choice but to watch him leave, and then the crystal in the residence suddenly went dark because it lost the support of its magic power. Silas pulled up the quilt and closed his heavy eyelids, so tired that he fell asleep almost immediately.

Among the countless caves on the top of the dragon, one of the caves that no one cares about is particularly lively today. The dragons who changed into human forms avoided their knights and walked into this small cave one by one. .

The two young dragons, which are only as tall as a person, are running around the hole chasing a ball. Their mother, Silvia, the only green dragon in the entire Dragon Peak, said to them: "Don't be afraid. It’s making trouble, go to the door and guard it, don’t let any human come in.”

The young dragons grunted in dissatisfaction, and went out with the ball in their mouths.

The black dragon Salanar with black hair and golden eyes stood in the middle, and said to the other ten compatriots who had turned into human forms: "These two attacks on me must have been known to you. If we don't want to come up with countermeasures to stop them This kind of momentum, there will be more and more attacks like this in the future, some people seem to hate me alive."