animal ears

?So, these days are still going on, and Cole's wound still hasn't fully healed.

Perhaps it was because of the need to drink Norman's blood every day. The toxins in it made the wound heal very slowly, and his body became weaker, and his spirit was in a trance every day. He wanted to feed Cole and drink his own blood, and then contentedly hugged Cole who couldn't move, and made some intimate moves.

Like crazy.

If he was in a good mood, he would take Cole out. Like today, the heavy rain that lasted for nearly half a month finally stopped, so Norman picked up Cole and went out to breathe. He didn't want Cole to get wet, so he was especially careful with his movements. .

When he came to the river, he washed Cole's body carefully.

Sensing Norman's movements in a coma, Cole slowly opened his eyes and found that Norman was wiping his body, Cole shrank suddenly, his face was red and his ears were red: "What are you doing?"

"Wash your body, you are all my stuff." Norman replied, and then leaned over and licked the tip of Cole's nose, he said with a smirk, "Although this will make me very excited, but now you are an orc , if you continue like this, you will get sick."

Cole felt very ashamed for saying such words in such a serious manner. That’s right, since the day he was brought here, Norman has been violating him, asking, combining, and plundering constantly. His body, even The body... has already completely smelled of Norman.

Obviously he was the one who caused him to be injured and unable to move, but now he said these words of concern.

Norman smiled slightly. He stood in the water with his upper body bare. His bronzed skin was stained with some water droplets, and these water droplets glistened under the sunlight. His wet hair was softly attached to his cheeks. Despite all the dirt stuck to his face, that face was finally able to see the light of day again.A very handsome face, with three-dimensional facial features that give people an aggressive temperament, and the brows are full of a strong taste, except for the two eyeballs, which are as gentle as if they are about to squeeze out water.

And his fingers gently slid across Cole's jaw, throat, chest, and abdomen... I don't know whether it was intentional or not, his fingers didn't stop at any place on purpose, but every inch he stroked seemed to be With a pinch of heat, he stirred his nerves, burning up bit by bit.

The coldness soaked in the water has gradually turned into a fiery heat, as if on fire, instinctively, yearning for something.

Cole noticed the changes in his body, clenched his fists in shame, then gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

"Don't hide it." Norman's playful voice suddenly fell on his ear, "Let me see how crazy you are for me." Then the sensitive ears were occupied, and the dexterous tongue slipped inch by inch through the gap in the ear, and then This slight itching made Cole even more obsessed.

"No." Gently begged.

"No what?" Looking up, Norman chuckled.

"Don't... like this." She wanted to escape shyly, but she couldn't move her body.

"Are you shy?" Gently grabbing Cole's wrist, Norman lowered his head and smiled, "It's exactly the same as before. Even if you forget everything, your instinct will not forget it."

instinct?

"It's like..." Kissing Cole's lips, "It's like your body, never forgetting me."

Then gradually deepen the kiss.

Cole couldn't struggle, he could only accept that Norman's body was astonishingly hot, just like his tongue, his arms tightly around him, and his clear and violent heartbeat.

Every time we combine, I can feel his feelings like karmic fire. In the pain, there is a little nostalgia, and it is also a bit sweet. Cole is still very afraid of Norman.Not just because of the strangeness, as Norman said, the body.Cole was very surprised to find that his body gradually developed a desire for him during such a violent act. Because he could not escape, he became dependent on him. Because of the gentleness he gave, his rationality gradually lost .

So Cole was scared.

He was afraid that he would sink into such a cage, forget himself, forget what he was going to do, forget... Ley.

Suddenly woke up.

The name that was almost forgotten occupied his mind for a moment, and the severe pain of tearing appeared in front of Ley's last bloody smile. Cole suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at the sky.There is nothing in the empty sky, no moon, no stars, no clouds in the night... Empty, only endless darkness.

It hurts and it's cold.

The fingertips began to tremble, and the warm tears began to wet the eye sockets, and slowly fell down the corners of the eyes.

But the keen Norman smelled it, licked it away, and then kissed Cole's eyes lightly. Norman said, "Don't show such sad eyes, I will be heartbroken."

"Let me go," Cole said.

"No." He refused, not even wanting to hear the reason.

Cole still insisted, "Let me go, I have to..." Gritting his teeth, he continued, "I have to save him..."

"save him?"

"Rye," Cole said.

"Rye?" Norman frowned.

Nodding, Cole raised his eyes and said to Norman, "Because of me, he was taken away, and now his life or death is uncertain. I want to save him."

"who?"

"Southern Tribes."

"Southern tribe? Do you mean that mysterious tribe in the south that recently started?"

Cole asked in surprise, "You know?"

With a grin, Norman said, "I went to the south to find you, and I heard some news about this tribe over there."

His eyes widened in an instant, and Cole grabbed Norman's arm with his hand, and said seriously, "Is that possible..."

"No." Before Cole could finish asking, he coldly refused.

"Then let me go." Cole turned around suddenly, pushing Norman away with his slightly recovered elbow.

Norman's face suddenly darkened. He grabbed Cole by the shoulder and brought it back forcibly. He asked coldly, "Do you want to leave me?"

"Of course." Cole replied.

His eyes became darker, and Norman's grip on Cole's shoulder couldn't help but increase. He approached and said coldly, "You know it's impossible. If you really run away from me, I'll break your hands and feet."

"As you like." Cole looked straight at the past, his eyes were firm, and he did not back down at all, "But even if it is crawling, I will crawl to save him. As long as I am still alive, I will not let Ley continue suffer."

After hearing Cole's words, Norman became even more angry. He held Cole's throat tightly, widened his eyes, and roared coldly: "It seems that your feelings for him are not shallow!"

"Yes." Cole nodded. Now he is not afraid of Norman at all. "I like Ley."

Maybe it was Ley who gave him strength, but Cole knew his heart very well, he didn't want to go against his will, he really liked Ley.

However, his words brought Norman to the verge of rage. He glared at Cole fiercely and said angrily, "You're lying to me! You're lying to me, aren't you?"

At the same time, the hands holding his throat tightened more and more, perhaps because he was afraid that Cole would say something that would be even more unacceptable to him, so he was genuinely afraid.

Cole felt suffocated, and his throat gradually filled with the smell of blood, but Cole didn't back down, he pulled out a smile forcefully.

"Don't laugh like that!" Norman yelled frantically, then lowered his head and smiled uncontrollably, "...Or, do you want to be killed by me? Yes, after killing you, I will commit suicide again, so that we We can be together forever...hahaha..."

crazy.

Norman is completely insane.

I don't know if it was because of anger or sadness, Norman's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, he had already lost his reason, desperately biting Cole's lips with his teeth, as if raging, he laughed wildly, trembling, and squeezed hard Cole's neck, bit by bit, squeezed out Cole's life force.But in the end, when Cole fainted from strength, he jumped in fright. Looking at Cole, who was pale under his eyes, he let go of his hand suddenly, and hugged Cole who had passed out in horror. He was angry, sad and guilty, Knocking on his head frantically, he cried with a voice on the verge of collapse: "I...I actually wanted to kill you! How could I do such a terrible thing...I'm sorry!! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Unable to recall Cole's consciousness, Norman's fear reached the extreme, he hugged Cole's body desperately, as if he was going to be embedded in his own body.

His heart almost stopped and his mind went blank.

"Please, please don't die, I can't bear to lose you again..."

With tears streaming down his face, Cole's cheeks were wet, and he rubbed the face of his beloved over and over again, but Cole did not respond, as if he had been excluded from his heart.

"Cole! Please... don't leave me behind!" Pale call, lonely without answer.

In the middle of the night, when everything was quiet, Cole, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally woke up.

When he opened his eyes and turned his gaze to the side, he found that Norman was looking at him with a pair of swollen pupils from crying. The dim firelight reflected the tears in those pupils so helpless, lonely and desperate.

Seeing Cole wake up, Norman sniffed and smiled slightly, but couldn't stop his tearful eyes.

He reached out and touched Cole's cheek, looking fragile and pitiful, like a child who has done something wrong, he leaned over carefully, put it on Cole's shoulder, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry... Cole..."

"..."

Cole wasn't going to forgive him, because it wasn't necessary.

Why bother with a crazy person, besides, I don't know when it will stimulate him again.

"Cole." Noticing that Cole was ignoring him, Norman approached carefully, stared blankly at Cole, and said with tears in his eyes, "Look at me, okay?"

Still ignore it.

"You don't even want to look at me anymore?" With a choked cry, Norman put his head on Cole's shoulder bitterly, "Yeah, I once said that I will protect you, and I will protect you no matter what... ...You will never forgive me, will you?"

The crying was intermittent and heartbreaking.

Although his heart was soft, Cole didn't want to ignore him causing trouble, so he closed his eyes slowly and didn't speak.

However, this made Norman even more sad. He tremblingly grabbed Cole's arms and cried, "Hey, why don't you talk, Cole, do you really want me?"

The whole body was twitching, obviously an adult orc, but crying like a child.

"Why don't you want me anymore? Why? Is it because I bullied you? You were not angry when you bullied you all the time when you were a child. Why are you so angry now, so angry that you don't want me anymore?" There was a sobbing voice, tears continued to flow as if they were collapsing , wet Cole's shoulder, "If you don't want me, what should I do... I'm so scared, so scared of being alone, no one speaks, no one responds, no one pays attention to me, it's like I'm dead... But obviously you are by my side, I can feel your body temperature, your smell, your heartbeat... But why don't you look at me? Is it my fault... I know I was wrong, I will never Got mad at you, please look at me, Cole, please..."

Cole resisted the humble pleading, hot tears, and fragile cries, telling himself not to open his eyes.

However, the body involuntarily hugged each other.

Even Cole himself was very surprised. When he recovered, he had completely embraced Norman in his arms. He didn't understand why he acted, but he didn't want to see Norman's tears.

Feeling Cole's temperature, Norman raised his head, showed a bleak but reassuring smile, and then leaned over.

So he gently stroked Norman's back, as if coaxing a child, and Norman, still sobbing, seemed to have calmed down a lot. He pressed against Cole's chest, as if he had found a home, and closed his eyes obediently. Eyes, fell asleep not long after.

Cole lowered his head, looked at Norman whose face was still stained with tears, sighed softly, and reached out to wipe away his tears.

He could feel that Norman was very scared, but he couldn't think of any memories related to him. What kind of connection does this child-like orc, who is sometimes violent, restless, and sometimes straightforward and gentle, have with him?

Why is he crying like this?

Just because of the fear of losing myself...?

Cole lightly touched his sleeping face, and Norman's hand gripped him tighter, as if he was afraid that he would escape, and then rubbed his face against his chest desperately.

Only in the arms of a very trusting person, the beast will make such a move.

Cole's gaze slowed down slightly, and he continued to gently caress his back, then occasionally lowered his head, unexpectedly, Cole caught a glimpse of a very familiar mark on Norman's bare chest.

Exactly the same as Sara... her own mark.

Companion's imprint.

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