hunting light

On this planet that doesn't even have an official name, only letters and numbers are used as codes.The nights of early autumn are as cool as all the planets.

Unknown night bugs sang in the grass, accompaniment for the two lovers who reunited after a long break.

Leon kissed him forcefully and maniacally, and Ian accepted him softly with his lips and teeth, and quickly calmed down the young man with gentle force.

Leon is like a loyal dog that has finally been touched by its owner, and the unspeakable grievances and anger can be vented in the person in his embrace.

The kiss gradually became softer.They parted briefly, took a deep breath, exchanged a deep look, and their lips glued together again.

They kissed each other intently, their lips and tongues were entangled inseparably, and they couldn't stop sucking, like dehydrated fish, or hungry hikers in the desert, who couldn't get enough of the cool spring.

Leon's hands went around Ian's back and hugged him into his arms, and the two bodies hugged each other tightly.

Ian felt that his whole body was softened by this kiss, turning into a half-melted caramel.He put his arms around Leon's neck, gently stroking the short hair on the back of his head, his fingertips were slightly tingled by the broken hair.

After a long time, Leon still couldn't finish it, and finally let go of Ian.

Ian leaned against the wall, his breath was chaotic, and his cheeks were flushed.He couldn't even lift his eyelids, but through the slender eyelashes, he could see the rippling light in his eyes.

"How dare you say you don't want to?" Leon laughed.

He carried the laundry bag in one hand and Ian in the other, and brought him back to his dormitory.

It was past bedtime, and the barracks was very quiet.The patrolling soldiers saluted Leon, but ignored the clasped hands of the two.

The battlefield is not a place outside the law, but the secular world has little influence here.Humanity is released here, and all earthly restraints are dwarfed by the threat of death.

Leon moved a chair by the bed, let Ian sit on him, took a dry handkerchief, and wiped his hair.

Ian told Leon about many things in an orderly manner.

About the legend of the Dark Sentinel and the Light Guide, about the new mission assigned to him by Archbishop Xiali, and especially mentioning the danger of Father Collins' state.

"Once the guide's mental network collapses, he will fall into a state of schizophrenia. If at that time, he is channeling a soldier, the other party will also be affected by him. If he and an Alpha mark each other, the other party will also be affected by him. Battered. I found out that he has had an intimate relationship with Colonel Pat, but has not been flagged."

"Major Pat will lead his company to join me in two days." Leon said, "Father has reminded me that he is a direct descendant of the Marquis of Winston's faction. Father is snatching the deputy commander of the Imperial Army from the Marquis." The position of the two of you is like fire and water. The relationship between Pat and I will not be very good, but I didn't expect you to be involved."

Ian was a little familiar with the name Marquis Winston.

"Wait, he seems to be Daniel's grandfather?"

"Yes." Leon smiled wryly, "so the Marquis would yell at me whenever he mentioned me, thinking that I had seduced his grandson shamelessly. He was the one who called my father an 'Imperial Cowherd' to the media and called me a The culprit of his heir. Good conscience, but Daniel came to me. I've never even flirted with anyone other than you. Never!"

Ian's face became hot again, and he didn't speak for a while.

"That 'he' is still watching you?" Leon asked.

"Always have," Ian said.

"But you're still saying your prayers?"

This question seemed simple, but it got to Ian's core point.As a believer, if he stops praying, it means that the foundation of his faith is shaken.This is a very big event.

"I pray every day." Ian replied gently, "I recite the scriptures every morning and night, always thinking about the glory of God in my heart."

Leon put down the towel and stared at the priest's bright and handsome side face: "Even if 'he' is watching you and threatening your safety?"

"'It is said'!" Ian emphasized, "everything about the Holy Lord is hearsay and speculation, and has never been confirmed. Maybe it is not him who hunted me down, or maybe he didn't do it voluntarily? As long as I can see it with my own eyes, I will stick to my beliefs."

Leon was about to speak, but Ian turned around and raised his hand to stop him.

"The reason why faith becomes faith, rather than short-term behaviors such as infatuation, is because of its firmness that cannot be easily shaken." Ian explained to Leon, "If the Holy Lord is a false god, then there must be a true god. What I believe in God, He is the incarnation of faith. He symbolizes justice, fairness, and kindness. It symbolizes the eternal love in the world."

"So," Leon couldn't help but smiled wryly, "What the Holy Lord is is not important to you."

"Of course it's important." Ian said, "Even if it's just an incarnation, he is still holy. If he is really held hostage, shouldn't we rescue him?"

"Why do you need to save an optical computer?" Leon felt inexplicable, "If there is a problem with this optical computer and it is manipulated randomly by humans, isn't the best solution to turn it off? Unplug the power cord , or disconnected or something. Is there anything to save? Can you sell scrap iron after saving it?"

"It's just a guess that the Holy Lord is an optical brain." Ian had a bolder guess, "Remember the dream I told you about? Those teenagers in the dream were all human biocomputers. The Holy Lord may be the same as them. Same, maybe even...maybe one of them!"

An inorganic computer can be turned off, but what about a human biological computer?He will be a real person.

"He left me a distress signal, Leon." Ian said earnestly, "He is waiting for us to rescue him."

Leon thought about it, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "I don't care."

Ian was taken aback.

Leon's expression was strong and indifferent, with a decisive awe: "Whether it's a computer or a human being, the Holy Lord is just a tool established by the church to brainwash the world and control the regime. The existence of the Holy Ming Cult has seriously hindered the entire The development of human society. My enemy is your church, Ian!"

In the heavily guarded military camp, in the dormitory where the two were alone, Leon finally confessed his ambition to Ian.

"The people should not be ruled by religion. At least under my rule, the Byron Empire should no longer be under the control of the Holy See. People can choose their beliefs freely, and the country no longer has to pay huge donations to the Holy See. I will lead Byron to break away from Under the control of the Holy See, we will not become another Atlanta Federation."

Following Leon's generous declaration, Ian's face gradually faded, and his dark eyes were dazed.

Leon was stung by his gaze, but he didn't stop.There are some words that he must let this man know.

He will give Ian himself the most ardent and selfless love, but it will also bring him pain.He will break everything that this man has trusted and relied on since he was a child, force him from the hand of that god, and imprison him in his own arms.

"Leon..." Ian whispered, "God really exists. He has saved you and me many times..."

"I will not pin my hope on God." Leon said coldly, "I will regard myself as God and use my own light to shine on my people! My light has a name called 'Freedom'!"

Ian looked at Leon, speechless.

Leon took a deep breath, quelling the shudder of excitement.

"I'm sorry, Ian." He took Ian's hand, "I know that I will make it difficult for you."

Ian was silent for a while, and said: "As a priest, I will not express my views on the affairs of the secular country. I even admit that the Holy Ming Cult really needs to be reformed. However, I am just a low-level priest. With my own strength, it seems It doesn't make any difference to the world."

"And I can." Leon said, "It's not enough for one person, but for the whole country, it's always okay."

Ian sighed: "You think too simply, Leon. The power of the Holy See is beyond your imagination."

"Don't underestimate the human desire for freedom." Leon said.

"But……"

"Shh... let's not talk about this." Leon hugged Ian over, "I love you, Ian. I don't want to argue with you."

Ian smiled wryly: "This is about principles and beliefs. We will inevitably have many conflicts about this matter in the future."

"Let's talk about it later." Leon kissed Ian's forehead, "Tonight you are just Ian, you are not a god. I just want you to accompany me."

Ian sighed and was hesitating when Leon lowered his head and kissed him again.

After working hard all day, Ian was very tired.Being embraced in a familiar embrace at this moment, and surrounded by rich and charming pheromones, made his brain shut down one by one.

Leon hugged Ian behind him, lying on the bed, chattering in his ear, telling about the hardships of the battle and the burning thoughts in his heart.

Ian was drowsy, so he responded a few times.

Leon's kisses were light and frequent, like a bird drinking water, pecking at each mouthful.The tip of his nose kept rubbing affectionately behind Ian's ear.

Ian's heart itch a little from being rubbed by him, but his body was too tired.He fell asleep on Leon's arm.

Before dawn the next day, all the birds in the field and forest sang early in unison, which woke Ian from his sweet dream.

With a thin quilt covering her body, she was lying in the arms of a man with her head resting on his chest.

This was the second time he woke up in this young man's arms.

The end of the nose is full of Leon's strong and thick Alpha pheromone, which goes deep into the lungs with the breath, provoking an instinctive response on such a pleasant morning.

Ian raised his head, thinking that Leon was still sleeping, but he didn't expect to meet a pair of blue eyes.

In the chest against the cheek, the heart beat faster.

"Morning..." Ian said softly.

"Morning..." Leon turned over, pressed Ian down, and kissed him.

The blood that was already unstable in the early morning was activated by this kiss, and it boiled instantly.

After tasting the sweetness between Ian's lips and teeth, Leon's lips moved along the line of his chin to the sensitive area behind the ears, and his hands skillfully lifted up Ian's thin shirt. His belly was spinning.

Ian's whole body trembled after being touched by him in just a moment, and his breath became short of breath.

He was already hard, and Leon was as hard as a branding iron, sticking to the heels of his legs through thin pajama pants.The tide of emotion surged back and forth from the two of them, becoming more and more intense.

"Lai..." A simple kiss developed like this, which made Ian panic.

Corleone had unbuttoned his clothes and had his breasts in his mouth.

With a suck, Ian whimpered, and all words were broken into pieces.

The belt of the pajama pants was very loose, and Leon easily tore off the pants with his hands and threw them under the bed.

Ian put his legs together in embarrassment and pushed Leon's chest: "No... really not! We..."

"I won't do it." Leon kissed him repeatedly, picked up the skin behind his ear, and bit it lightly with his canine teeth, "I think you're going crazy, just let me touch it..."

The young man had already grasped the priest's small and straight avatar with his hand, and began to fiddle with it.

Ian opened his eyes, and clearly felt that his body was weakened by Leon's casual blows, and fell back into his arms.

Hot lips slid all the way down the chest.When the avatar between the legs was wrapped by a hot and humid mouth, Ian bit his finger and let out a mournful cry from his throat.

The lust in the whole body is ignited, and the pleasure is like a whip whipping on the naked body.Ian felt the hot and sour feeling in the depths of his abdomen again, and it convulsed with the man's swallowing and vomiting.

That is the secret inner genitals hidden deep in the body of Omega.It felt Alpha's teasing, and it shrank spontaneously, secreting streams of hot fluid, longing to be occupied.

The back hole was drenched within two strokes, and the fluid that flowed out wet the bed sheet under him.Leon's hand stroked back and forth between the buttocks, causing Ian's waist to tremble uncontrollably. With a little force on his fingertips, a knuckle was swallowed by the tightly closed hole.

so tight!

Omega's rear acupoints are extremely sensitive during estrus, and the pleasure of being invaded is extremely vivid.

Ian exclaimed, "No—don't..."

At this time, the wake-up call sounded in the barracks.The silent barracks woke up.

Ian's panic reached its peak, and he wanted to struggle to get up.

Leon sucked hard in his mouth, and with a little force on his hands, he went half a minute deeper into the back hole, and his fingertips touched the petal-like folds behind the sphincter.

Ian gasped, and fell back on the bed, panting violently, his abdominal muscles tensed.

So shallow.Leon's fingers gently caressed the young flower hidden deep in the back hole, picking up layers of petals with his fingertips, and he was very excited.

Ian's inner vagina is so shallow, it's so easy to touch it...

I really want to go in... I really want to put him...

Omega, who had never experienced it before, couldn't resist such intense stimulation.Before the trumpet sounded, Ian was sobbing, arched his body, and reached climax.

A large stream of hot liquid gushed out from the petals, and Leon's fingers were tightly twisted in the back hole.

Leon let out a low growl from his throat, and rushed over, while kissing Ian indiscriminately, while pressing on his body with his legs wide open, he quickly moved his clone that was so hard that it was about to explode.

Ian was dizzy from being rubbed by the man, he bit his lip and dared not make a sound.

Leon finally hugged Ian in his arms, rubbed against him fiercely, and shot on his white belly.

The author has something to say: Little O's physiological structure is a little bit second-hand (refer to Eve).