Dark Iron Incident

As the moonlight fell on the river, Zalyon lifted his head slightly so that the new bandages could be secured by those behind him.

Both feet should be able to stand. When Clegane hugged him by the waist, he didn't resist. He wanted his brother to hug him like this, wearing the other's robe, and smelling the other's smell.

But instead of carrying him back to the Wild Ice, Clegane stopped somewhere and parted his robes.

"...do...what?"

Zalyon asked in a low voice, blowing his nose.

The man gave an 'hmm', but didn't rush to answer.Stretching out his hand and pressing down on the place below his navel, Bing Zi hurriedly waved his hand away, almost jumping up.

"...I...you...I..."

"What?" Clegane whispered into his ear, "No rush?"

Having said that, I really felt a strong feeling in my abdomen.Zalyon blushed and tried to break free, but was held tightly.

...Damn... Why didn't I pee in the river just now?

Clegane didn't mean to laugh at him, but just kissed the tip of his ear, stretched out his hand and pressed it again.

The silver-haired boy felt that his face was going to burn, but if he had to think about it, who hasn't seen such a thing?They can even walk...but they are relatively educated, and they will walk under the trees.Now that I have changed the appearance of a sub-human, why do I feel so ashamed of such an everyday thing.

"... around... around..." Zallion lowered his head, "...is there anyone else..."

Clegane chuckled.

"No."

"... um... I..."

"Ok?"

"I'm going to stand up, stand up a little..."

The man picked him up, hugged him from behind, and then reached out to support the trembling place.

"...Really...is there really no one..."

"Who dares to see you like this, I will kill him."

Clegane smiled and kissed his hair, and the Ice Kid bit his fur collar, blushing and draining the liquid.

Wiping the last drop with his warm thumb, Zalien's whole body tensed up. Originally, he just wanted to call up a little ice water to help the other party wash, but he somehow summoned up a wall of water, and the standing two Individuals are wet from start to finish.

"..."

Clegane pulled back a little, shaking the water off his hands.

"I... Let me declare first..." Zaarion panicked, "You... I also seduced you when you were unconscious. It's not a big deal..."

Fortunately, they don't need to excrete waste frequently like humans, otherwise I don't know what else Clegane will do...

Um?No, if it wasn't needed once every few years, wouldn't I be able to do something to him when he was in a coma...?

"If you hadn't just woken up," the man who dried himself with a simmer held him in his arms again, and walked towards the ice palace, "you would have been miserable."

Zalian didn't speak, but suddenly felt a little excited.But his weak body quickly helped him dispel this thought. Although he just woke up, he didn't know what Clegane had fed him these days, so he didn't have any strength at all.

"Are you going to sleep outside with me, or in your wild ice kiln?"

"...I can give the palace a death order...it won't attack you..."

"I don't want you wasting so much power until your eyes recover."

"...I would like to..."

"Charlie."

"Then I'll sleep outside."

"Why don't you rest inside tonight, your eyes are really not very good."

"...I just want to sleep outside...!"

Clegane didn't insist anymore, and sat down on the side of the ice cave.

Leaning on the body of the fire man, he just sat quietly for a while.Hearing the other party's slight panting, Zalien seemed to look at him.A reassuring hand stroked the line of his brow, then his cheek, and finally scraped the tip of his nose.

Zallion also stretched out his small hand and pressed on the man's artery, feeling the blood flow.

In the faint sound of the wind, the heartiness he had finally recovered was suddenly blown out again, and he cried again for no reason.

"...Why don't you speak...I want to listen to you..."

"Don't cry, don't cry," said Clegane, poking his head into his arms, "here I am, here I am."

Zallion couldn't think of what to say, didn't know where to say it, and could only cry and repeat sorry, sorry, and Clegane gave him a long kiss.

"It's not your fault, Charlie, it's not your fault. Let's not talk about it today, okay? Don't talk about it, and don't think about it. You're not feeling well yet, go to sleep."

"...No...No, I don't want to sleep..."

"Be obedient. I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere..."

"No! No, no..." Zaarion shook his head in a panic, afraid that if he didn't pay attention, the other party would give him some sleeping pills, "No...you are a liar, you are a liar!"

"Charlie..."

The crying that could not be stopped by all means quickly took away the remaining strength of Zaarion, but he still cried and screamed, and he didn't know where the sadness came from.

Clegane pinned him to the ground and hugged him tightly, trying not to touch his nerve that was going too far.

"Then don't sleep, let's just lie down like this, okay? I'll talk to you...I'll talk to you."

Only then did the ice child calm down a little.Clegane rubbed his stomach lightly, and told him amidst his weeping that there were more humans in the village next to the forest; told him how many children saw his heroic appearance on the battlefield, and secretly wanted to pass Lord Scylla knew him; told him how the goblins guarded him day and night after the seed of Ramis had grown to the important stage of breaking the ground.

He spoke slowly and triflingly, but with no sign of stopping, as if he could never finish.

Zallion, who had just been quietly taken away by sleep, lowered his head and breathed lightly and regularly, but there was a pause caused by sobbing in the middle.

Clegane was in so much pain that he didn't know what to do.But he can't show anything, even if his heart is cut into pieces, he still wants to make Zalien feel that everything is not terrible, that he has returned, and it will no longer be a terrible thing.

Zalien had already fallen asleep, but the man didn't stop, he was still sticking to his little ear, talking about Charlie, Charlie.Every time he said that, his stiff little body relaxed a little.

A part of Clegane was shattered and turned to ashes, and he knew Zallion would be the same, blown away by the wind.That kind of crack is extremely deep and long, and blood oozes out with the breathing of the person in his arms.It made him feel cold all over, and even his breathing was trembling, and he couldn't breathe in or spit it out.

Charlie, Charlie.

do not be afraid.

I love you.

Although he was finally willing to sleep in his brother's arms, peace and sorrow kept alternating in his heart, making him fall into a state of numbness.He was as overwhelmed as a fire dragon when he first woke up, and the sadness of waiting and the torment of day and night made his beautiful phantom dark and messy, his nerves became very weak, and he always cried badly.

"...I'm sorry..." He covered his face every morning to keep his tears from dripping on the ground, "...I will stop...I will stop right away, I will stop soon...Don't go..."

But always can't stop.

Clegane gave in all his patience, and whether the ice child cried tears or blood, he would gently lick it into his mouth.He talked to him a lot, hugged him all the time, took him into the Luanying River, dipped in the biting river water with him, and then kissed him.

He would kiss every where on him, sometimes all day long, from waking up to soothing him to sleep again.

He insisted on doing this every day, until the child's soul was warm again, whole, not dark and sad.He didn't let him suffer any minor injuries or irritations, didn't let him walk, didn't let him be bored, didn't let him have a chance to ask questions, and served him like a baby who would break if he was tossed.

"Charlie, do you want to go for a walk today?"

"……Do not……"

Clegane pressed his lips to his, but the light snake failed to enter his mouth.

"what happened?"

"Nothing... not too hungry..."

"You haven't eaten much since yesterday, don't you want me to feed you?"

"No, no... I want you to feed me..."

Clegane tried to feed him again, but he would spit out whatever was in his mouth.In the worst case, spit for no reason, not to mention kissing, dodge, refuse, if he insists on kissing, he will start crying again.Clegane could only feed him water with tiny floating leaves.

One night in the middle of the night, Clegane was awakened by the noise and found the Ice Child with his back turned to him, stuffing black mud into his mouth.He pulled the ice child back and, ignoring his cries, cleaned up all the mud.

"...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." The child who finally couldn't help it put his hand on his mouth and cried in shame.

He could hear his stomach rumbling, and Clegane knew he was really hungry.

"Charlie... Charlie, come here, I'll feed you!"

"……no I do not……"

"What do you want to eat? I'll ask Aris to find Sanzi Bingtang, okay?"

"No..." He waved his hand, as if to drive away something, "...that stinks..."

"Isn't Sanzi rock candy your favorite?"

"...I stink..." Zaleen held his stomach and cried loudly, "...I...I'm so dirty..."

Clegane pulled up his fur collar and kissed him hard on the mouth.

No matter how much the ice child kicked and screamed, the man would not let go.

Black and red flames lit up in the air as far as the eye could see, and even the monsters who wanted to hunt through the route in front of the wild ice kiln at night were driven away, and they couldn't get close to that area all night.

Clegane's kiss grew heavier, as did his breathing.After restraining the hoarse child, he rubbed his hands up and down to kick his thigh away, then came to the place where the two legs meet, and massaged gently.

The ice child struggled so much that he kicked the man away and turned over with difficulty.He wanted to vomit, he didn't want his brother to see himself like this.

And when he struggled to climb back to the wild ice kiln, the pungent smell of blood directly rushed into his brain, making his trembling heart stop suddenly.

It was the blood of the underworld that once pulled him back from the brink of death. It smelled like black fire and was so hot that it hurt when touched.

Sobbing, Zallion was gently turned back, and he reached out his hand, feeling in the dark for the source of the blood.The elder brother touched his cheek, and the thick red liquid flowed from the wrist.He touched the boy's neck, touched his chest, and then touched his lower body all the way, walked down the thigh, and gently grabbed the little toes, and the burned place cracked little by little, and then healed little by little .

"...What do you think is dirty, tell me." Clegane didn't speak harshly, didn't preach, and didn't rush, he released the hot demon little by little, and said to the silver-haired child in a gentle voice that he had never heard before, " I'll clean it up for you."

The whining sound subsided, and the ice child touched the bleeding hand, and stopped struggling desperately.

In the dark, in the water, in the air, and in nothingness, he once again saw the dragon crying on his body, and heard the young Clegane calling Gaia, begging her to return him.

He saw the bloody man walking towards him with difficult steps in the dream that he regretted so much.

They hug, they cry.

The tingling pain caused by the dark water churning on his skin made his tears flow uncontrollably.But this kind of pain is very good... this kind of pain is so good, the blood on the face and body are all too good...they burn my body non-stop, eliminating the residual stench and soul above the obstruction.

Zalyon blew his nose, letting his brother's wound heal in his own hands.He kept whimpering, just not as wildly.He put his big hands in front of his face, sobbed, and drank the blood drops. The fire burned from his esophagus into his abdomen, dispelling his despair like everything was burnt.The more he drank, the more greedy he became, almost forgetting that this was his brother's life, and he just wanted to drink it all up.

He was finally able to eat.

With occasional sobs, Clegane fed the bits of meat into his mouth bit by bit, kissing his wet hair.

When he wanted to wash off the blood from his body, the ice child resisted for a while, but soon indulged in the fire dragon's kiss, calling out streams of clear water on his skin, and asked the other party to wipe it carefully for him.

Halfway through the bath, Zalyon fell asleep.He didn't wake up again that night and slept for three days.