Shura of the Beastman

In the depths of the dense forest, there were waves of low roars from wild beasts. The whole body was covered with spikes. The armored beast, three meters high and two meters wide, opened its bloody mouth with sharp fangs shining sharply. It attacked the person standing ten meters away at a speed that was completely inconsistent with its huge body.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of its eyes, and two sharp lights shot towards it like lightning. It hurriedly raised its front paw and swung it away. Just as it was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the pair of huge copper bell-like animal pupils But it met the dark golden eyes that were close at hand, and then blood flew, two bone knives pierced through the eyes and then pierced out from the top of the head, and the armored beast let out a final cry that resounded through the sky and fell down .

The person who hunted the armored beast jumped back when the bone knife was inserted into its eye, and landed firmly on the ground, as if he was very confident in his shot. There was not a single trace of blood stained on the person's body.

He walked towards the already dead prey. The man's footsteps were neither fast nor slow. He was tall, with slender and strong limbs, and his naked muscles were strong and powerful. His skin was healthy and shiny wheat color, and he had dark red long hair. The hair was loosely tied with a black ribbon, without any mess from the hunting just now.

Squatting down in front of the armored beast's corpse, he pulled out the deadly bone knife neatly. The face covered with strange black lines could not tell its age and appearance, and naturally it couldn't tell how it was feeling now. A pair of dark golden eyes His eyes were icy cold and the wildness that orcs only showed when they were hunting.

The orc skinned the thorn armored beast very quickly, focused and serious. At this moment, a light figure jumped to the back of the orc, and slowly approached. The ground was covered with fallen leaves. He There is no sound at every ups and downs, and the breath in the whole body is also hidden.

Behind his head is a long shiny black braid that hangs down to his waist. His facial features are delicate and still childish, his pair of black eyes are clear and deep, his complexion is as fair as the finest pearls, his body is slender and looks very flexible.

Five steps away from the orc, the visitor suddenly jumped, his fingers bent slightly and went straight to the opponent's throat.

The orc didn't panic, and the coldness in his eyes even dissipated. He moved his head back, tilted his head, put his chin on the attacker's slender arm, put his arm around his waist, and held his hand very carefully. Press down with your upper arms to prevent your dirty hands from handling prey from touching anyone.

Seeing that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, the visitor was not angry, so he immediately raised his knee and attacked the waist of the orc. When he avoided sideways, he freed the suppressed arm, and then propped it on the shoulder of the orc, and jumped out. The orc fell into the arms of the orc, and landed firmly behind him, but did not attack again, but smiled happily when the orc stood up and faced him.

These two are naturally Ivan and Shura.

"Do you want to help?" Ivan pointed to the armored beast that had been skinned almost from the cramps, with a clear and soft voice unique to teenagers.

Shura naturally shook his head, "It will be fine soon." He turned around and squatted down to continue the unfinished work, but the movement was much faster than before.A good orc cannot keep the non-orc he likes waiting for a long time!

Ivan didn't care either. Looking at his toned back, his eyes rolled, revealing a sly air, he took a few steps forward, then put his arms around Shura's shoulders, and lay down on his knees. On his back, his chin pressed against his broad shoulder socket, and he said with a smile: "Hurry up, I'm hungry."

While the temperature and breath that belonged to a certain person lingered, the breath of his speech brushed his neck intentionally or unintentionally, and the orc's wheat-colored earlobes were unsurprisingly stained with a light pink, which made Ivan chuckle endlessly.

"Soon." Quickly controlling his rippling mind, Shura replied solemnly, the movements of his hands were so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

But a certain person who was waiting for the fruits of labor did not cooperate, and stretched out his delicate fingers to wander on Shura's strong left arm.

The orc who had been eaten with tofu tightened his jaw, and there was a tingling tingling sensation in the place where he was stroked, and his dark golden eyes sank three points, "Ivan, don't make trouble." His voice was hoarse due to depression.

"Shura, I don't understand. Obviously, my training intensity is only a quarter of that of yours. How can your muscles be so strong? Mine still look like chicken." Ivan ignored it His warning was just to poke his biceps angrily, then rolled up his sleeves and pressed his arms against his. The more the comparison, the more unwilling he felt!

Shura's body is that of a man! ! !Obviously he also trained very hard. Although he can't compare with Shura in terms of physical fitness, he is always stronger than ordinary orcs!Why does it still look like a weak chicken?Obviously, it still feels powerful to the touch!

Shura was a little funny when he heard the words, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw the two contrasting arms. The white and slender arms seemed to break if they were folded, but he knew that there was a power that did not match the appearance, even because of years of exercise. , it feels so soft and flexible to the touch that you can't bear to let it go... Realizing that his thinking tended to go astray, he immediately looked away, and still did not forget to answer: "The physique of non-orcs is different from that of orcs. Besides, Uncle Kars said that you should be born with soft skin, and your body has been exercised so that there is no trace of fat, and the bones and flesh are well-proportioned, and the muscles are completely unnecessary."

So non-orc = delicate body = easy to overthrow?Pooh!Ivan was shocked by his own thoughts.

But I guess it's really my own physical problem. It seems that I have nothing to do with muscles in this life.

"Sura, Emma is leaving today." Ivan watched him handle the prey for a while, then suddenly said.

Shura paused, "...didn't go to see him off?" Ivan has the best relationship with Emma among the five beasts, and he said that he likes the warm feeling on her body.

"The Feather Snake was the first one to go down the mountain. I went to see him off. That feeling is very uncomfortable. I hate separation." He has tasted the feeling of loss, but he will never be able to get used to it.

In this generation, the families of the five beasts have children with atavistic bloodlines, and according to the rules they set at the beginning, all offspring with atavistic bloodlines can come to Misty Mountains for trials after they reach adulthood, thus Get the chance to make a contract with them.

For their highly talented offspring, the five beasts are very satisfied after the assessment, and naturally they are willing to go down the mountain to practice with them. In the past two years, they have all been taken away. Until today, the last one, Emma, ​​has also been successful. I made a contract and went down the mountain.

"I will never be separated from you." Hearing the sadness in his tone, Shura tilted his head slightly, rubbed his face against his face, and promised.

Ivan didn't resist this overly intimate gesture, instead he looked at him for a while, then leaned over and quickly kissed him on his thin lips.

"I know." He grinned, and couldn't help chuckling when he saw Shura's face flushed because of his actions.

Shura quickly turned his eyes away, no longer looking at the smile that made his heart beat faster, but the movement of pursing his lips slightly seemed like an aftertaste.

Ivan smiled and buried his head on his neck, no longer trying to tease him maliciously, this time he was really quietly waiting for him to deal with the prey in his hands.

It was a year ago that the relationship between the two evolved from pure family affection to partner love.

At that time, they had been sleeping together for seven years, but Shura had grown from a child to a 15-year-old tall boy, some problems that adolescent children would encounter... Well, he also had it... To put it simply, it was his dream. lost.

This is actually a normal phenomenon. At first, Ivan just lamented how fast time passed, and Shura had grown up.Then sleeping separately became a question that was raised again. This time he did not object, because he knew that the smell of non-orcs would be very attractive to orcs, so continuing to sleep with Shura was undoubtedly a kind of torture for him. .

After sleeping separately, Ivan suddenly started thinking about the future one day.

As long as there are people, starting a family is an eternal theme, he thought, both he and Shura will eventually grow up, and then find a partner to form a family.Inexplicably, he felt very uncomfortable with the assumption that Shura would belong to someone else.

He frowned, he didn't think it should be, if he regarded Shura as a family member like a brother, he would definitely raise his hand for him to find a partner, what's the matter with this kind of exclusivity?Unless he has feelings for him that are more than just family!

He thought about it calmly for a few days, recalling the time they had together time and time again, feeling depressed when imagining Shura had someone else around him time and time again, and imagining himself with other orcs again and again...unimaginable.

He began to observe Shura, the child he watched grow up, outstanding and excellent, very satisfactory in every aspect, how could he be willing to let the fat water flow into the fields of outsiders?Besides, the partner who is trained and taught by oneself is the most desirable partner, right?

When he has an idea, he naturally implements it. That child doesn't know how to understand love, so let him teach him to cherish the person in front of him. He understands this truth better than anyone else.

Ivan watched Shura slowly develop special feelings for him under his intentional guidance, not to mention how cool it is, not to mention that he taught him all the intimate movements that couples should have. He looks so satisfied in every way!If it continues like this, it seems that it is not impossible for him to counterattack in the future!He simply felt that the future was bright.

"Ivan, it's done, you can go home." Shura's voice interrupted Ivan's memory, he quickly got off his back, and naturally used a water polo technique to make him wash his hands.

Shura easily picked up the animal meat and bones that were wrapped as high as a hill, and was about to walk side by side with Ivan, when a warm and soft touch came from the palm of his hand.

He smiled shyly at the person who took his hand for granted, and slowly tightened his palm, wrapping that soft little hand tightly, revealing the firmness of never letting go.

Shura never thought that his relationship with Ivan could transition to love in such a simple and direct way, and Ivan took the initiative, which made him a little annoyed and a little bit happy in retrospect many times.

In fact, since he was 13 years old, he has understood that he regards Ivan as his future partner. He holds this unique treasure every night, praying for him to grow up quickly, from a green bud to a mature fruit, and then Let him take it off with great cherishment, put it in his arms, and never allow others to covet it.

He thought that his Ivan was ignorant about love. After all, he went down the mountain with him every month to buy daily necessities. As he grew up, more and more orcs showed love to him, but he still looked confused. , which made him happy, but also worried about what method to use to make him not only treat him as a brotherly family member.

Until he was 15 years old, the baby in his arms exuded an increasingly sweet and seductive smell. Every night was a sweet torture for him. In the end, he had no choice but to sleep in a separate room.

Then one night before going to bed, his Ivan gave him a goodnight kiss very solemnly—on the face.

He thought that his expression must have been dull at the time, and the soft touch made his heart beat faster. He was so excited that night that he couldn't sleep. He couldn't help wondering if Ivan had discovered something, or had the same feelings he had for him. ?

He began to observe calmly, and the result was simply ecstatic. Ivan would not know how excited his heart was as he hinted and guided step by step, getting closer and closer to him time and time again. He found that he liked his shy and innocent If you don’t want to look at him, then he has always behaved like this, he is obsessed with his holding hands, hugging, kissing, enjoying his initiative, when he kissed him lightly, how much he wanted to hug him tightly and snatch more Many, but no, his Ivan was still young, he was afraid of frightening him, so he could only endure it, and it was also a pleasure to watch those nimble black eyes gleaming mischievously.

The time is not yet ripe, he still needs to wait slowly, but since his baby offered some benefits on his own initiative, how could he not accept them?