How to Feed a Succubus

Uriah had a dream.

The picture in the dream is clear and detailed, and the scene is very familiar, even the sense of touch is the same as the real one.

There is a wide and large ancient wooden bed, a table carved with elf totems, curtains with rose patterns blown in the wind, and a book without a cover is placed on the table.

Ulea clearly knew that he was in a dream, because he clearly remembered that it happened just before falling asleep.

Reynolds sat down next to him, the light shone softly on him, and the succubus wrapped his arms around him.

Ulea sat on the edge of the bed with a book in his hand, letting the dream develop.

This dream is very real, only a little different from reality.

Here the succubus sat next to him, not behind him.

The succubus' lips were gorgeous, slightly parted as if begging him for a kiss, her cheeks were also puffy, and her cute tail swept across the back of his hand, making Uriah's heart flutter.

Reynolds held Uriah's arm, leaned on his shoulder, and stared at the page in his hand with his beautiful red eyes.

Ulea followed his gaze and lowered her head, looking at the book in her hand.

He was the one who flipped through the book before going to bed, and the content was exactly the same as he remembered.

Delicate paintings are drawn on the rustic paper.

"Does Lord Uriah want to raise birds?" Reynolds' voice was like the wind chime at the door of the elf's house next door. When the wind blows, it makes a crisp and pleasant sound. He used to find it difficult to ignore it.

Reynolds' white fingers brushed the back of Uriah's hand and pointed to the note next to the cage in the manual.

"It's three meters, so high, Lord Uriah!"

The succubus seemed to have discovered something novel, and looked at it with wide-open eyes, with exploration and curiosity in the red pupils.His fingers rubbed the pages of the book, his tail wagged happily, and his bent waist made a seductive arc, happily sharing this miraculous thing with Uriah.

Uriah's eyes darkened.

He allowed Reynolds to look at his brochure wantonly, instead of avoiding him like before going to bed, he even moved his upper body back so that Reynolds could see more clearly.

The succubus sat beside him, and the hot breath from his breath hit his ears, and the sweet smell aroused thoughts in the bottom of his heart.His shoulders were bare, exposed to Uriah's sight.

When flipping the pages with her fingers, Uriah felt Reynolds pressing against him, the air was dry, and the hot body temperature was transmitted from Reynolds' body, making the place where their skin touched was scorching hot.

He lowered his head and saw the white skin of the succubus, which was smooth and delicate, and it was slightly concave when it rubbed against the decoration on Uriah's shoulder. Such a shoulder should be held with one hand from time to time to prevent it from accidentally scratching the wound. .

The succubus clasped the Son's shoulders with her delicate fingers, and leaned her face sideways.The other hand helped to turn the book, as if he was afraid that Uriah would turn the pages ahead of time, and would rest on the back of Uriah's hand after turning the pages.

Uriah glanced at it, but didn't look away.

Such a slender wrist is really suitable for being locked up.This way you don't have to shake hands with other people.

Reynolds looked intently at the pages.

"Which one do you like?" Ulea restrained herself, keeping her voice calm and not revealing any inner thoughts.He cleverly avoided the question of whether he liked it or not, and simply asked Reynolds which one.

He knew Reynolds would answer him.

Such a well-behaved succubus has never always answered his questions obediently and listened carefully to his words.

Sure enough, Reynolds' attention shifted to the style of the cage.

"I think a bigger one is better, this one has a shell bed! I like this bed, and I also like this hanging swing, and there is a small bookshelf!" Reynolds held the back of Ulea's hand tightly, and turned his gaze to him, The eyes are shining brightly, brighter than the sun of Kaikaja Continent.

"It feels like a small house, what a beautiful house, Lord Uriah."

Ulea watched Reynolds' smile in silence.The succubus didn't understand anything, and foolishly fell into his trap, thinking it was a reward.

"For you." Uriah's eyes softened, he raised his hand to stroke the succubus's hair, brushed the elastic horns on his head, and then listened to the succubus's soft and coquettish voice, Uriah's mood Very pleasant.

The succubus hugged him with open arms, and leaned over to rub his cheek. It was as cute as a kitten, and it purred while touching its chin.

It's a pity that I will run away with others.

The crystal ball in the sleeve rolled out and lay on the bed sheet.

"hiss……"

"Sorry, I hurt you." Uriah apologized calmly, her eyes unchanged.

Reynolds shook his head, "It's okay, Lord Uriah."

The succubus forgave his Son very easily, and stretched his chin out trustingly again, not realizing the danger at all.

Reynolds squinted, eyes crooked, unconsciously enjoying the closeness of his beloved Lord Uriah.

Ulea looked deeply at the smiling succubus, pinched his chin with her fingers, and teased him like a cat.

A crystal ball appeared on the opposite side, and the name on the front was hidden. Ulea looked over, and the number on it jumped to 99.

The fingertips pressed down heavily.

"Hiss..." Poor Reynolds looked at the Son with tears in his eyes, seeing that the Son's expression was not very good, he comforted Uriah carefully and considerately.

"I'm not in pain, don't be unhappy, Lord Uriah."

The Son's hand moved again, gently massaging the flesh on the succubus' chin, and the Son's voice softened, "I have prepared a new home for Reynolds, and it will be in my room."

Yulea paused, and ran her hands along the hair, touching Reynolds' horns, until she saw the succubus blushing, looking at him silently, her calm eyes were like the surface of the sea, the turbulent waves hidden in the invisible seabed.

"It's like Reynolds just liked it," Ulea continued.

The dizzy succubus only thought it was a new gift from the Holy Son, nodded happily, and plunged into the arms of the Holy Son.

Reynolds' ears were still red, and when Uriah's cool hand touched them, the heat almost scalded his fingers.

Yulia stroked his ears down, slid to the neck and pinched the back of his neck lightly, and then heard the succubus whine softly, like a cute little kitten.

Sweeping her neck and pressing her hands on her smooth and exposed shoulders, the delicate skin was like silk, the succubus whose eyes were moistened by being teased blankly raised her head and stared blankly at the face of the Holy Son.

Ulea reached out and pressed Reynolds' shoulders, her long eyelashes drooping, and she pressed a kiss on Reynolds' forehead like a god.

The still young succubus softened, leaned against the Son's arms, buried her face in the Son's chest, and hugged Ulea tightly.

The wind blows through the curtains, and the moonlight shines into the Son's room, vaguely revealing the elves and demons embracing on the bed.The demon's wings covered the elf's body, and his body was tightly wrapped around the elf, as if afraid that the elf would run away.

The handsome elf is like the most beautiful porcelain in the world, exuding a coldness that cannot be played with.At first glance, it seems that evil spirits from nowhere have trapped the noble spirits.

On the bed, the black hair of the devil like the night was entangled with the brilliant blond hair of the elf.

The elf slept dignifiedly, only wrapping around the demon's tail a few times around its wrist.

Upon closer inspection, blue lines stretched from the demon's wings and tail, connected to the elf's chest, and tied them tightly.

The devil's slender ankles are bound by a halo of blue light, bound together with the elf.His innocent sleeping face didn't quite match his own race, his head rested on the elf's shoulder, and he smiled sweetly, as if he had a sweet dream.

The elf's brows were furrowed, and he opened his hand to hold the metacarpal bones of the demon's wings.

The song of the birds in the morning awakens the sleeping roses.

When Reynolds woke up, there was a big golden cage in the room.

It occupies half the size of the room, with a dome cover, surrounded by carved patterns, wind chimes are hung outside, flowers are decorated around, inside the cage, a small round table is placed in the center, and snacks are complete.Cover the bottom of the cage with a cotton rug.

Yuria led Reynolds, whose eyes were shining brightly, and walked in.

There was no sound when stepping in.

"Do you like it here?" Shengzi's voice was calm. He let go of his hand and looked from behind. The succubus ran forward and reached out to touch the delicate furniture inside.

Succubus has never had such a beautiful home.

Reynolds turned around and threw himself into Uriah's arms, looking up at him with pure joy in his eyes, "I like it! Thank you, Uriah-sama."

The succubus' eyes were clear without any shadow, and it made people feel good just looking at them.The corners of Uriah's mouth curled into an arc, but without replying, she raised her hand to stroke Reynolds' hair.

He didn't look at Reynolds, but at the crystal ball floating opposite him.

The numbers in the crystal ball jumped slowly.

100+

The sun shone into the cage and cast a shadow on the bookshelf.

The holy Son stood unmoved in the cage.

As if remembering something, Reynolds turned around and ran out of the cage. When he passed Uriah, there was a gust of wind, and Uriah's blond hair rose slightly.

Picking out a few books from the room, Reynolds tiptoed to place the books on the top shelf of the somewhat tall bookshelf.

His bare feet stepped on the white velvet carpet, his slender legs were stretched out, and his body was leaning forward. The sunlight outlined his silhouette in a bewitching manner.

Ulea stepped forward, leaned against his back, and wrapped his left hand around the succubus' waist. His movements were so natural, as if he had done a very ordinary thing.The right hand took the book from the succubus and placed it on the top floor.

Body rubbing, Uriah saw the red ears of the succubus, Reynolds's hand pressed on the table and clasped it hard, the wrist bone on the back of the hand was raised, Uriah could even hear Reynolds' violent heartbeat.

The succubus didn't move at all, but he, after putting the book on, put his arms around Reynolds' waist, stretched his arms and raised his head, pretending to tidy up the book.

In this way, he took the opportunity to feel the shivering body of the succubus.At this moment, as the only holy son of the temple, he looked like a bad guy who maliciously harassed the devil.

But the succubus in his arms was unconscious. He lowered his head and looked at the Son's hand clasped around his waist in embarrassment, unaware of the Son's desire for him.

In his heart, he probably thought wholeheartedly that Lord Uriah must be a good person.

After Uriah put away the book, she let go of Reynolds's hand, and the innocent demon turned around and thanked him with blushing cheeks.

The succubus trusted him so much that he had a crazy idea for a moment—maybe he could use Reynolds' trust to do something more extreme.

Uriah didn't do this after all, he gently discussed with Reynolds how to decorate the cage, and seriously put forward suggestions on how to place things, but Reynolds didn't notice it, and listened carefully to what Uriah said.

In his heart, Lord Uriah is so generous and considerate, no one can be better than him.

Reynolds packed the cage and rolled a few times on his soft bed, his face pressed against the pillow and his head sunk in.

So happy.

Reynolds' heart was leaping, and the fluttering of his wings brought a gust of wind, blowing through Uriah's hair.

Ulea didn't know when he reached the mouth of the cage, he took a step back and stepped out of the cage.

The cage door is closed.

Reynolds blinked and looked at the Son blankly. The cold metal railing separated him from Lord Uriah, and he couldn't touch Lord Uriah's body temperature, which made him panic.

Yulea clasped his hands on the cage door, just looking back at the succubus in the cage, wondering how the succubus would react.

If Reynolds was angry, if he tried desperately to escape, he would lock him inside forever and never let him out again.

Uriah saw the witch's crystal ball again.

The scarlet letter reflected in the crystal ball was like a warning light, constantly reminding him that the succubus was about to fall into the arms of others.

How could he be so prodigal, just met a few players.

Reynolds ran over, stretched out his hand out of the railing to grab Yuriah's robe, and raised his head pitifully, "Master Yuriah, do you hate me?"

Uriah paused, the succubus' question was clearly beyond his expectation.

But he still bent down and took Reynolds's hand in his palm, a slippery hand, suitable for a ten-finger grip.

Ulea's voice was as calm as before, "No, I won't hate it."

Reynolds breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately turned a worried face, "But Lord Uriah, are you going to lock the door?"

The succubus still asked this question, and the Holy Son clasped his hands even tighter, and he stroked the golden lock in his robe.

It had a silver key, which hung around Uriah's neck and was hidden under her clothes.

No one can steal it.

Ulea's eyes were deep, "Well, all houses have door locks."

Reynolds thought for a while, nodded his head and then looked up to Yuriah and said: "But this way, I can't touch Lord Yuriah, I can't hug you, and I can't pray for your kiss, Reynolds is a little sad. "

Thinking of her future life, the succubus lowered her head.

A solitary succubus was kept in a golden cage.

Ulea remained silent for a longer time. He lowered his eyes to look at the top of the succubus' head, and the normally energetic hair also drooped down.

The Son stretched out his hand to lift up the dull hair, "If you don't go out, I will open the door when I come back, and I will walk into your house and stay with you inside. I allow you to hug me and get my kiss, and……"

The Son's ears turned reddish, his gaze moved away from the succubus eyes, his long ears trembled uncomfortably, "And I will allow you to bite my ear to sleep."

The succubus rolled her eyes and let go of her hand.

With a "click", the golden lock locked the cage door.

Reynolds sat on the carpet inside the cage door, watching Uriah slowly leave.

White roses bloom quietly outside the window.

"It's so pitiful, being locked up by Lord Shengzi."

"Ah, poor little goblin, he's lost all energy."

"It must be boring to stay in a cage all the time."

"But he had been staying in Lord Son's room all the time, it was just changed to a smaller place."

"That's so boring, I guess I'll find a way to run out in a few days."

"Yes, I will definitely find a way to leave."

When Uriah walked through the flowers, she reached out and plucked a white rose.

The roses immediately shut their mouths.

When he was about to turn the corner, Yulea glanced back. Reynolds was standing at the window, grabbing the railing of the cage with his left hand, and waving his right hand at him. The succubus stayed inside and smiled at him.

Uriah stood, looked at him from a distance, looked at him for a while, then turned and left.

The rose flower in his hand was crushed, and the juice flowed between his fingers.

Until sitting on the seat in front of the temple, Uriah's heartbeat still couldn't calm down.

Below are the boring and weak players, he has no interest in these players at all, no one can be more beautiful and well-behaved than his succubus.

But he didn't dare to open the avatar and go back again. He lost the certainty he had when facing Reynolds. He was sure that Reynolds could rely on him completely and keep trust in him, lest Reynolds suddenly say to him: "I want to go out , Ulea".

The players in the temple were chattering and chattering non-stop. Ulea looked at them coldly, trying to make them shut up consciously, but none of the players understood what he meant.

"Why doesn't the summoning of the dungeon summon the succubus? I want to watch it a few more times."

"That's right, that was the only chance I had."

"I also wanted to take this opportunity to cultivate a relationship with Reynolds. It would be even better if I could just abduct him."

Ulea squeezed the scepter tightly, he really wanted to use his magic to drive all the players out, but unfortunately he couldn't.He couldn't let the technicians think that there was a bug in the system, let alone discover that he locked Succubus Reynolds in the cage in the room.

The players in the temple came and went, most of them dressed up nicely, and some dressed like paint buckets.Youlea can open the profiles of these players to see. He looked at the players below and clicked on the profile cards of each player whose ID said he wanted to raise Reynolds.

Want to raise Reynolds with such a little intimacy?Certainly not a good host, wishful thinking.

So what about high intimacy?I didn't see the demon's hunger value so high.What is the value of players who cannot pay attention to the state of raising demons in time.

This player is dressed in strange clothes, and his taste is too bad. What if Reynolds leads to aesthetic problems?Certainly not to dress him in nice clothes.

So weak, Reynolds will definitely be beaten if he follows him, and he can't follow him.

The intimacy is high, the demons are in a good mood, the level is quite high, and I bought a lot of clothes... But it looks very annoying, why does Reynolds follow such a player who is annoying at first sight.

Uriah had the worst day ever.

When he returned to the house, he stopped in front of the door. He imagined what kind of expression Reynolds would have when he opened the door, whether he would be angry or cry aggrieved.

The door opened, and the succubus called out in surprise, "Master Uriah!"

Uriah stood at the door, looking at Succubus's innocent smile, his eyes were still so bright without a trace of haze, and they were so hot when looking at Uriah.

He opened his hands towards Uriah, "Master Uriah, welcome back! I've been waiting for you all day, can you give me a hug?"

Ulea opened the lock, and the moment she walked into the cage, Reynolds threw her arms around her.

The succubus rubbed Yuriah's chest enthusiastically, as if she had finally got her beloved gift, so happy and satisfied.

Yulia stroked Reynolds's hair, lowered her head and pressed a kiss on Reynolds' forehead, "Good evening, Reynolds."

The succubus' ears turned red, and her arms around the Son tightened.

Reynolds loved spending the night with Uriah so much. His Master Uriah would always give him peace of mind. He was the most beautiful elf and a master who would never bully him.

Ulea's hand brushed the succubus' innocent sleeping face, and stared at him quietly.The succubus was ignorant and slept soundly in his arms.

The locks of the cage locked him with Reynolds, and Uriah glanced back, fingers clenched.

After a long time, he let go of his hands and lay down, closing his eyes.

When Uriah left the next day, Reynolds was still sleeping. He quietly left the room without waking him up. Of course, he couldn't see the succubus lying in front of the window and saying goodbye to him through the railing.

While sitting in the temple, Ulea finally couldn't resist turning the pages of the book and opened the mirror to peek into the room.

Not long after he left, the succubus woke up, happily finished his breakfast sitting at the table, and tiptoed to take the book from the shelf.

He took out the quill and paper from the drawer, and the quill rustled on the paper. He was copying the contents of the book, but as he wrote, it turned into a "Ulea" full of paper.

The Holy Son's hands creased the pages of the book, and the players in the temple were still chatting nonstop.

"Today Yulea looks so fierce, even more fierce than before."

Succubus writes obediently. It is the font of the Elf Kingdom, which is not easy to write. Uriah once taught him some. The most beautiful thing Succubus writes is his name.

At that time, Reynolds must sit on his lap, and let him hold Reynolds' hand and teach him, writing slowly one stroke at a time, which was the longest time Uriah spent.It felt longer to him than the time spent in the temple.

Reynolds was lying on the table, holding a pen in his hand and almost touching his face to the paper. Halfway through writing, he looked up and looked out the window.

That was the direction Uriah would pass on her way back.

The succubus' eyes were full of expectation, as if believing that Uriah would appear in front of him in the next moment, but every time he looked over, it ended in failure.

After failing, he got down and wrote down a few more names, this time writing more than before, and then looked up again.

Uriah felt as if he was sick, he had never felt such a sad heart.

It was even more sad than when I saw the 100+ crimson numbers on the crystal ball.

Reynolds was really well-behaved and never said he was going to walk out, he just opened his hands and begged him for a hug, a kiss.Then he forgot the boredom of waiting all day, and fell into sweet dreams.

Ulea frowned, and he just watched Reynolds' whole day quietly.

Until he got off work and came back to the house.

Reynolds stood up joyfully and opened his hands to him, "I wrote 35648 Lord Uriah's name, and you will be back."

The succubus threw herself into the arms of the Son, her body was warm and hot, "That's great, I'll know when you'll be back tomorrow."

Uriah bowed her head and gave Reynolds a quiet kiss.

When leaving on the third day, the Son waited for the succubus to wake up.

Reynolds looked happily at Uriah, who hadn't left yet, "Has Master Yuriah left yet?" He said yes, but then fell down again, "Ah, then I might have woken up too early."

Uriah reached out to help Reynolds button up the loose clothes, and asked calmly, "Aren't you happy that you got up too early?"

Reynolds shook his head, "If you get up late, you won't see Lord Uriah leaving me."

The Son's hand stopped.

He buttoned the button, stood up and walked to the hanger, took off the robe, took out the key from inside, and cast down his eyes, his eyes were dark.

Reynolds ran to Uriah's side barefoot, "What's the matter, Lord Uriah?"

Ulea turned around and held Reynolds' hand, and solemnly placed the key in Reynolds' palm.

"It's better to hold the key by yourself. The owner of the house should have the freedom to open and close the door."

The Holy Son stepped out of the cage door, stood outside and looked back at the succubus.

In the succubus's hand was lying quietly a silver carved key.

The crystal ball on the wall flashed red warning lights.

Ulea wants to end this dream, he doesn't want to watch it anymore.

Wake up, the window is already bright.

Ulea habitually reached out to touch the place next to it, but found that it was empty.

He turned his head and saw Reynolds sitting by the bed.

The succubus' tail was wrapped around his wrist, and he could see his fine figure from behind, his white neck was slightly curved, and his side face was rosy.

Reynolds was looking down at a book.

Ulea looked sideways, and it was the book he read before going to bed.

Seeing that he was awake, the succubus turned around joyfully, with a bright smile on his face, and his voice was clear and sweet.

He asked him, "Does Master Uriah want a bird?"

"Do not."

The Holy Son reached out and closed the book.