Pick up an orc

The night in early spring was still a bit chilly, and after the heavy rain, the fragrance of damp soil filled the air.The moon hides behind the clouds and refuses to show up. Except for the occasional flashes of unknown glowing bugs, the surrounding area is pitch black.

But there was a moving fire on the winding path, it was a running boy.

The boy has a delicate face, beautiful light blue eyes, flaxen curly hair loosely scattered, like a little angel in a picture book story.In addition, he also has a beautiful name - Nordrassil, which means the crown of the earth.

Just like his name, Hill has been closely related to the jungle all his life: he was born in the jungle, grew up in the jungle, met that person in the jungle; he lay on the thick grass and fallen leaves in the jungle, In the mottled halo sprinkled through layers of dense leaves, to accept the most direct and extreme love given to him by a man...

He ran on the rugged mountain road, so anxious, just to see one person.

He didn't know how many times he walked this road, and he could walk back and forth with his eyes closed. He passed through the water curtain of a waterfall and stepped into a cave.His heart was pounding and his breathing was short of breath, all because of that man.

An outstanding, calm, and powerful man is the god in his mind!

Hill quietly walked into the cave inside. The man was seriously drawing something at the table. Recently, he always draws those incomprehensible design drawings.

"Feilong, I miss you so much!" Hill made a sweet and coquettish voice, and threw himself into the man's arms.

The man hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come now."

"Grandma watched too closely, I almost couldn't escape." Hill complained but showed a cute expression, he wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and put his lips together.The man's lips were a little cold, but he liked the touch. He stuck out his tongue and licked and kissed repeatedly.

The man laughed lowly, apparently dissatisfied with this kind of kitten-like kiss, he lifted Hill's chin and kissed it hard.A deep kiss like trying to hollow out each other, intense and without hesitation.

Hill's tongue was sucked deeply, pulled into the other mouth, stirred and sucked.Feilong's nimble tongue licked his sensitive upper jaw, and slid across his teeth, an inexplicable emotion ignited in his heart, and he couldn't help but moan uncontrollably.A numb feeling spread all over the boy's body. He only felt that his brain was congested, and his reason had been smashed to pieces long ago.

The man picked him up, pressed him on the soft bed, kissed his eyes, his cheeks, his ears... tenderly kissed his whole body, and whispered in his ear: "When you think of your birth Another man's child, I can't stand it. Don't be so cruel to me, come with me, and I will take you to a place where no one will find you."

"I can't, you know I can't leave my mother behind." Hill didn't want to go far away with his lover, but he also had something to hide.

Seeing Hill's sad expression, the man suddenly felt heartbroken. He gently caressed him and comforted him: "I see, I won't force you to leave. But you promise me that you will always be mine alone, okay?" .In this life, in this life, only look at me, and only belong to me!"

The teenager looked at him obsessively: "I belong to you forever, my father, my king, and my god!"

"Good boy!" The man pressed a kiss on his forehead, then took out a piece of iron and threw it into the brazier: "You are willing to do anything for me, right?"

Hill didn't answer because the force of the man's entry into him was too great for him to speak in full sentences, and he swayed as the man swayed, moaning intermittently.His body quickly felt that the blood was concentrated there, and he was completely upright.Feilong's hand didn't move too much, it simply grabbed his hot body neatly, and wrapped its fingers around it deftly.

The great pleasure was like an electric current, rampaging through Hill's body.He intermittently called Feilong's name, his eyes were hazy, and his face was indescribably charming.

His hand was inserted into the long hair of the flying dragon, and he pulled it fiercely, his body convulsed due to the strong stimulation.

After being happy, the man brought a bowl of medicine with a strange smell. Hill knew that it was an anesthetic, which could reduce inflammation and relieve pain.Knowing what was about to happen, he smiled at Feilong and drank the bowl of potion in one gulp.His fingers were trembling, but not with fear, but with anticipation that this man would leave an indelible mark on me, that I would finally be his forever.

"It may hurt a little, you have to hold it back." The man stood up and flipped the red-hot iron plate, on which a dragon character was engraved.

Watching the man use the pliers to pinch the patch out, Hill lay on the bed, panting heavily and trying to restrain the trembling of his body.He didn't dare to look down, so he could only close his eyes tightly. He really felt the heat from the hot iron plate lingering on his naked skin.Feilong seemed to be choosing a place, hesitating all the time, and finally the heat stopped on the inner thigh.

"Here, is it okay?" Feilong's hand gently stroked the delicate skin there, his eyes were full of resentment: "If we are afraid, we won't do it."

"No!" Hill shook his head decisively: "Let me be yours, and it will always be yours."

"Sill, I love you." Feilong kissed him, covered his eyes with his clothes, and he repeated: "Sill, I love you."

There was a smell of burnt flesh in the air, maybe the anesthetic had taken effect, the hot iron plate left an indelible mark on his body, but he didn't feel it at all.

No pain, no pain at all.

Soon, the iron plate was removed, and Feilong lifted the cloth covering his eyes.He looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were a little moist.

"Why are you crying? I didn't even cry." Hill was sweating profusely. Although it didn't hurt, the fear in his heart still made him collapse.He stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Feilong's eyes: "I belong to you and you alone. So, don't say anything, just hug me."

That night, they hugged each other tightly and never separated again.

Hill awoke the next morning with the sting of his wound.Although he was given medicine, after the anesthesia wore off, the wound still hurt so much that he couldn't stand it.He looked at Feilong with tears in his eyes: "You can't leave me alone, protect me forever, stay with me, and don't betray me."

"Of course, we want to be together forever." The man lowered his head and kissed his scar through the gauze.

On the same day, Hill was going back, but the man couldn't keep him, so he had to let him go.Seeing his leaving back, Feilong murmured: "I don't want to be your father or king, let alone your god. I am yours, my love..."

……

A few days later, Hill's wound formed a scab, which fell off to reveal a red letter.Although Hill doesn't know Chinese, he can recognize this word - Long, the name of the man he loves.

He stroked the scar and said the name that made him feel happy: "Feilong, I love you!"

Later, he went to the waterfall again, but the man was gone. Since then, Hill has never seen the flying dragon again...