Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

"Wait..." Silas chased after him, "Oh, I really lost to you!"

With a broken mood, Silas kissed Sarannar's lips.Sarannar's expression took on a bit of a scheming smile, and he put one hand on the back of Silas's head, forcing him to deepen the kiss.

It took him a while to let go of Silas, who, breathless and ill-tempered, said, "Tell me now!"

"Don't tell others." Sarannar said mysteriously, "The emblem you lost has a tracking magic on it, which is a device used by every dragon to monitor its knights. Through this thing, the dragon You can know the position of the knight at any time."

Sarannar took out the emblem from his pocket and put it in Silas's hand: "When you were kidnapped, the person who took you specially tore off this emblem, which shows that they know the secret .And the only people in the world who know this secret, apart from the dragon, are only a few officers of the Dragon Knights."

"You mean, the person who betrayed the information to the mage is the top of the Dragon Knights?" Silas asked unwillingly, "Could it be that there is something wrong with your dragon?"

"They are very aware of my strength, even if they really want to harm me, they will not participate in this kind of plan that is sure to fail." Sarannar said with a smile, "and most dragons trust themselves too much Without the power of human beings, they don’t have the scheming and means to play tricks like humans.”

Silas lowered his head and played with the badge in his hand: "Hills said that the traitor who betrayed me was not him, and I don't know whether I should believe what he said. I really can't imagine that the top of the dragon is so big. There are more than a group of spies with ulterior motives hidden in a small place."

Saranar said: "I don't know if your kidnapping has anything to do with him, but it's interesting that he left the emblem in place before he went to steal the dragon eggs."

"But you still know what he did." Silas looked up into Sarannar's golden eyes, "Just like after my emblem was torn off, you can still find me."

"Because I have another way to monitor you more comprehensively." Sarannar said, "When I suspected that you were the spy, I used this monitoring magic on you, but fortunately, it was not revoked later. .”

"Then can it be undone now?" Silas suddenly began to hate the feeling of being stared at every word and deed.

"If you don't learn to use magic by yourself, how can you know whether I will undo it, or whether I will do it again for you after I undo it?"

Silas could only sigh deeply, feeling very depressed.

In one night, he discovered that his only remaining friend turned out to be a spy with ulterior motives. He thought that the black dragon who was too kind to him had been deceiving him, doubting him, and spying on him, and the one who almost caused him to be tortured to death The spies actually hide in the leadership of the Dragon Knights.

The Dragon Summit, which seemed to be calm and calm, actually had many undercurrents. In the past, he was like a fool, surrounded by so many whirlpools, but he knew nothing about the conspiracies happening around him.

Just when he was feeling depressed about his ignorance and credulity in the past, Sarannar slapped his butt with his hand, and rubbed his strong buttock muscles.

"To mate?" Sarannar said.

"...Sorry, I'm not in the mood." Silas pushed his hand away angrily, "Didn't you see that I'm annoying now?"

"Human beings are always very good at asking for troubles." Salannaar said, "What can you change if you are entangled with those now? Why not enjoy yourself in time, relax and think about something useful."

Silas would have struggled a little more, but Sarannar had already begun to undress him.

Before seeing the true face of the black dragon today, Sarannar's image in his mind was close to perfection. If there is anything about Sarannar that makes Silas feel uncomfortable, it is probably this attitude Yes, as long as the black dragon's interest comes up, he has to have it if he wants it, and he has to have it if he doesn't want it.Even if he refuses, the black dragon will take it as a kind of interest, and then tease him and tease him until he can no longer refuse.

Just like now, under Saranar's more proficient teasing, Silas has no way to think about the things that make him feel entangled. In the end, he can only think, forget it, in fact, what Saranar said is also true. That's right.

Anyway, those who should be betrayed have already betrayed, those who should be deceived have already been deceived, what can he change by looking for troubles here, why not enjoy yourself in time.

The bed exercise with the humanoid black dragon was not a pleasant experience at the beginning, Saranar was still in the stage of exploration and observation, and Silas was enduring most of the time, or enduring the gentleness of the black dragon. torment.But recently, I don't know whether Salanar's technology is getting better or better, or his own feelings are changing. Sometimes Silas also feels that from this kind of combination that is unethical and unreasonable. A kind of comfort that he couldn't describe.

"Uh..." Silas's body froze suddenly, and then he tried hard to break the black dragon's hand on his waist.

Even though he was strong enough to fight the strongest orc, he still couldn't break Sarannar, but Sarannar took the initiative to let go of him: "What's wrong?"

"...I don't like this position!" Silas tried his best to ignore the strange feeling just now, he hated this kneeling position, it made him feel like a copulating beast, and It was still the female beast that was crushed below.

"Will your knees hurt?" Salanar had no idea what Silas was thinking, since he didn't like it, he should change his posture.

Salanar turned Silas to face him, and covered the young body again. He liked watching Silas's expression, and liked to see the young man's face flushed and his breathing quicken. Beads of sweat ooze from the tip of his nose, sometimes he grits his teeth patiently, sometimes reveals a trace of shyness, and oftentimes, this young man will open his blue eyes and look at him almost obsessively.

But today, Silas turned his face away, looked at the empty stone wall, no matter how Saranar tossed him, his mind seemed to be out of his body, like soaking in a cold pitcher Sober and cool, even in the heat of passion.

Today's incident hit him just like the torture of that evil mage. It doesn't mean that if he wants to forget, he can really not remember it.

Sarannar clasped his chin with one hand, forcing him to turn around and look at himself: "What are you thinking about at this moment?"

"Well... I didn't..." Silas subconsciously wanted to deny it.

"Don't try to lie to me." Sarannar's tone was still soft, but his voice was different from usual, and his movements were more violent.

"It's not...uh!" Silas suddenly felt that indescribable strange feeling again.

"Does it hurt?" Sarannar paused, he didn't want to injure his knight, that would be very troublesome, since healing spells have always been his weakness.

"No... no, but please don't do this... ah!" When Sarannar continued, Silas couldn't help but yelled out of control.

Salanar looked at Silas's reaction curiously, and after confirming that Silas had not suffered any substantial damage, he felt that this was a good way to keep Silas from wandering.He began to push the point repeatedly on purpose, and Silas had to grab his arm and beg him to stop, and the strange feeling terrified the young Dragon Knight.

"Don't you like it? But your performance doesn't seem to be the same." Sarannar smiled and looked at the nearly collapsed Dragon Knight.

"No... Please..." Silas raised his arm to cover his face, and even couldn't help biting his own arm, trying to calm himself down with the pain, he didn't want to show it in front of Salanar Such an ugly gesture, and he can't bear such a strong pleasure that makes him suffocate, it will make him feel extremely uneasy, and the psychological uneasiness even overwhelms the pleasure of the body, making him think of sin, doom, and after the fireworks are over. of extreme emptiness.

Saranal frowned, and pulled Silas's arm away from him to prevent him from biting himself. The strong sense of emptiness made Silas hug Saranal's back hard, almost pleading in his ear. Say, "Call me...Sarannar, call me by name."

Saranar kept moving, turned his head and whispered softly in his ear, "Sylas."

"Hmm..." Silas closed his eyes, all the muscles in his body twitched involuntarily under such intense stimulation, tears fell down uncontrollably.

Since childhood, Silas often dreamed that he was free from the shackles of gravity and flew freely in the sky. Mountains, plains and streams flew past his feet and could no longer hinder his steps. He becomes omnipotent, and there is no longer anything that can restrain him or stop him.

But every time when the dream is at its most beautiful, he will start to be afraid, start to realize that he is dreaming, and realize that the dream is to wake up after all, and once he realizes this, he will immediately lose all abilities, Falling straight from the sky to the ground.

This is almost a law, just like in reality, every time he thinks he has something good, he starts to be afraid of losing, and once he starts to be afraid, he is not far from the real loss.

Silas stared blankly at the crystal above his head. He felt that he should be content. Although he lost his friend and his innocence overnight, at least he still had Sarannar. The black dragon might have kept him a lot of things away. , watched him, did not trust him, but today did not call him "Kelsen", but remembered his name.

He should be content.

Maybe all will be lost, so at least let him fly as long as he can while he can.

Silas turned his head and saw that Salanar had already got up and put on his clothes. The strenuous exercise just now didn't seem to affect the black dragon's physical strength and energy at all. He didn't even need to rest to devote himself to a new day.

Silas also sat up: "Where are you going?"

"It's dawn, I'm going to get angry and smash things." Sarannar fastened his clothes, turned around and kissed him, "Go to sleep for a while, remember, you didn't go anywhere last night, you didn't see anything, understand? .”

Silas silently watched Sarannar go out, thinking that this was probably the first time he witnessed the end of a conspiracy while knowing the inside story, thinking of this, he didn't sleep anymore, and got up to appreciate this How does the schemer with a dark skin and a darker heart plan to make use of the problem?