Angel on earth

The lips of the two parted slightly for a moment, and pressed together again.Mikhail gently sucked Aaron's lips, and clasped his shoulders with his hands, which was so heavy that it almost crushed him.

"...I don't care." Mikhail's breath was heavy and long, like the autumn earth breathing the wind, "I love you. If you want me to say it a million times, I will tell you, until you can feel at ease, until you bored."

Aaron took a deep breath.Mikhail's warm breath enveloped his lips, and he smelled autumn and Mikhail.

"Okay." Aaron wrapped his arms around his neck, closed his eyes, and said softly, "You must save me, Mikhail. Even if I give up in the future, don't give up. This is me..."

He couldn't go on.

Mikhail didn't seem to care, pushed up his glasses, kissed his left eye and the top of his head, and held him in his arms.The boy's embrace was so warm that Aaron regretted it almost the next moment.Mikhail is not yet 19 years old, is it necessary for such a good boy to bear his lies and corruption for so many years?

But at least, at this moment, Mikhail belongs to him alone.There was no one else in the world except them, and Aaron suddenly remembered the painting "The Last Emperor" that he hung in his bedroom. Is the protagonist in the painting Ivan the tyrant of the Siegfried Federation or Mikhail Kupala?

Mikhail completed the ceremony earnestly, without noticing, or in other words, not caring that Aaron was distracted.They washed their hands in the hollow tree chapel, leaving the cross and the tree and the armband of Mikhail's white uniform there as a provocation, or some kind of show off.

The two rode Emile leisurely to the Principality of the Rhine, and this time Mikhail held Aaron in his arms.

Mikhail didn't look strong when he was fully dressed, and he was still thin like a young man whose muscles couldn't keep up with the speed of his bones. He was only energetic enough, but he was also tall enough to support Aaron's body with one hand. buttocks, while the other hand wrapped around the doctor's shoulders and held him in his arms; Emile was not running fast, but he was originally steady, and coupled with Mikhail's warm and reliable chest, Aaron actually leaned against him fell asleep on the shoulder.

A vampire doesn't need to breathe. When he's asleep, he won't continue to breathe to pretend to be a human. This is one of the reasons why he doesn't hire a personal servant, because it's easy to expose.With his pale cheeks and dry, gray hair, he should have looked dead, but Mikhail could see that he was just asleep.Occasionally, in his sleep, he would move the tip of his nose to look for Mikhail's neck, so Mikhail loosened the collar of his shirt, exposing his collarbone and Adam's apple.For a moment or two, he expected Aaron to bite.

When Aaron woke up, Mikhail still had the same expression, not tired at all, and his hair was not messed up, only the sun's rays became warm and brilliant.So he said:

"I'm sorry, Mishenka, I accidentally fell asleep. How long have I been asleep?"

Mikhail said: "Two days."

Aaron was startled, but he was too lazy to move.Mikhail laughed: "It's okay to sleep for a while, I will always hold you like this. It will be a long time before we arrive at the Rhine."

"You are still young, you have to eat and rest."

Having said that, Aaron still didn't move.How nice Mikhail is, Mikhail's hand was placed under his buttocks, the shoes were hung around Emile's neck, his feet were in the warm arms of the boy, and his cheek was pressed against Mikhail's. your neck or face.Curling into a ball was no problem for him, and heat always kept fresh corpses soft.

Don't let go, don't rest, keep going, tomorrow never comes.

After meeting Mikhail, Aaron keeps making wishes to something.But Mikhail really did as he did, without explaining or even speaking, he gave Aaron a good morning kiss, which was almost a good night kiss, and then asked him with a silly smile if he wanted to listen now he sings.

Aaron helped him button his collar, and folded his hands in his open double-breasted coat, feeling the young, healthy, joyful vibrations in his chest.

The oncoming breeze is cool but not cold, clear and gentle like a stream bubbling by the roadside under the sun, with the unique smell of forests and fields in autumn.Mikhail's singing was as gentle as a kind of warmth. Aaron didn't know what he was singing, maybe it was a new song from the church, maybe he sang it as he wanted, anyway, it was so happy that even the most desperate people wanted to lie down and bask in the sun bask in the sun.

After another two days, they finally stopped to rest in a monastery in a small town.

Mikhail saw a few soldiers on the side of the road. He didn't know their names, but he remembered these faces. They followed him to the Siegfried Federation.In the past few years, the church did not use weapons, and these ordinary soldiers were sent home.When Mikhail saw them, they were begging a deacon who came to collect taxes, saying that they would not be able to pay so much this year, and the family would starve to death; They stole God's share of the Father's property and had them tied up and dragged away.A few people were frightened, and immediately changed their words and said they were willing to hand over the food, but they were still whipped a few times.

Of course Mikhail would not ignore it, but this time he did it more ruthlessly than before: he drove Emile forward, and directly broke the legs of the deacon and the two guards.Then the two entered the monastery, closed the door and locked it for cleaning, chose a new abbot who liked them, and rested in the chapel of the monastery.

Emile went out to forage by herself, and her two masters secretly made love in church.Aaron said: Mikhail, look at Maria's tears, you are going to hell!Mikhail raised his eyelids and glanced at the statue on his left, then lowered his head to lick the water from the corner of his eyes.Then Aaron shuddered and said no more.

After stopping and stopping like this, it was already the beginning of December when they reached the territory of the Principality of the Rhine.

Mikhail used a little magic to transform himself into an Abaddon with black hair and blue eyes.Margaret of Jalenburg also has black hair and blue eyes, but she is not too tall, her hair is soft, her eyes are soft blue, and she has a very romantic Aerys style.But the blue color of the Abaddons is different, it is the most brutal pattern of ice and steel, and the round black pupils are inlaid in it, as if a devil crawled out of the abyss.This color is even more murderous on the vibrant young man. Mikhail suddenly turned into a cruel young officer of the Abaddon Empire, showing the same color as the head priest with light hair and eyes. Very different handsome to come.

It was Aaron's idea to become an Abaddon. It was hard to say whether he was thinking about Mikhail's height or face.He mixed several herbs together, added a stabilizing magic, and dyed Mikhail's hair jet black.

The next moment, the cruel young officer lost his dignity, looked left and right at the clean ice, and turned to ask Aaron:

"...Is this really okay?"

"No problem. Isn't the Abaddon Empire always known as the 'Kingdom of Hell'? Any color scheme is not uncommon." Saying this, Aaron looked left and right at him curiously, raised and lowered his hands, thinking about matching him. What kind of clothes are you wearing?

"Well, I want to ask," Mikhail said with some embarrassment, "...does it look good?"

Aaron was stunned for a moment, and laughed a little: "Of course! You look good no matter what! I haven't seen you like this. Now, you are actually following me into hell in the morning Star, son of brilliance!"

"Then I'm going to do some extreme things. Devils can do extreme things, right?" Mikhail tilted his head, and his black hair, which was a little more curly than before, swayed on his fair cheeks.Aaron folded his arms and said:

"Don't ask me. The devil does what he wants without asking God."

So Mikhail carried him onto the horse, sat sideways on Emile's body, and kneaded his slightly fatter thighs and waist.Emile let out a cry, raised his hooves and ran forward, but Mikhail was still sitting firmly on the horseback.Aaron was taken aback, but he had more experience in being a devil, and he quickly stuck to Mikhail shamelessly. The little devil even thoughtfully gave him the belt that slapped his leg from time to time Buckle to heat.

The hilly area near Yaranburg unfolded before the two of them, and the salty sea breeze was blowing in.Aaron leaned on Mikhail and said:

"you--"

Mikhail insisted: "You."

"Ok?"

"I, I am your lover, no, we are now... a contract made before God... Well, don't use 'you'."

"But then you have to call me 'you'. - Well, I won't tease you now!" Aaron blinked, pressed his chest with one hand, and opened his right arm exaggeratedly, "You are my strength, My poetry has also become my salvation—[6]”

Mikhail grabbed him firmly: "Don't say that!"

Aaron looked up at him, pursed his lips, but couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, even the blind left eye seemed to reveal infinite joy and happiness.He said:

"I'm serious. Misha, you're fine with everything."

Mikhail held his hands and became serious: "Don't praise me with the words in the scriptures, Aaron."

Aaron wrapped his arms around his neck, and put an immediate kiss on his lips: "Okay, I won't say more. But, Mishenka, if anyone in the world is worthy of those exaggerated and wonderful hymns, It must be only you."

His voice was slightly hoarse, with a subtle allure.

Mikhail looked even more distressed.His short black hair hung down, covering his eyes.

Lying in his arms, Aaron moaned comfortably for the boy's warm and reliable chest: "Before my life is exhausted, I would like to sit on a tree stump, bask in the sun, and get warm."[7]

Mikhail lowered his head and kissed him, wrinkling his nose: "Emile is not a stump, and you will live a long time."

Aaron's cold knuckles pressed against his cheek: "What about you?"

"I am your sun."

"Hey, bad Misha." Aaron touched his lips, "How come you even learned to boast?"

Mikhail was too shy to speak, but silently emitted more heat.Aaron continued to be paralyzed for a while, sat up vigorously, and patted Emile's neck:

"To the estate, we have to change and go into town tomorrow morning. . . . Well, maybe in a few days, Mishenka, I'm hungry . . . "

The author says:

[7]出埃及记15:2/诗篇118:14/以赛亚书12:2耶和华是我的力量，我的诗歌，也成了我的拯救。太阳神典就是缝合怪，圣经古兰经各地神话啥都有……[8]改自特瓦尔多夫斯基《在我的晚年》