Model worker and his little darling

Thinking of Vermouth's actions towards Hirai, Gin felt his reason being devoured by anger, and he lowered his head and took a bite.

The teeth pierced the skin, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.

"Damn it, Gin, you bit me again."

Hearing Heikiri's angry curses, Gin raised his head and leaned close to Heikiri's ear, his voice hoarse, "Mishika, you are mine, and you can only be mine. I have nothing to do with those people, don't listen to Vermouth's nonsense."

Gin's hot breath brushed against Heikichi's ear. Heikichi tilted his head and reached out to hug Gin's neck.

“I am yours, Gin, and you are mine too. I know you don’t like those people, you like me, you only like me.”

Yes, I like you, I only like you.

Hearing Gin's heavy breathing, Hirakiyo's hand slid down.

"Tear--"

The already torn clothes were rendered useless and were casually tossed on the ground by Gin. Soon, their clothes were scattered around them.

Gin placed his hand on Hirai, and suddenly, Hirai lost all strength, groaned, and fell to the ground. Gin swiftly caught him and pulled him into his arms, chuckling softly.

"en~"

Upon hearing Pingqing's voice, Gin lowered his head and kissed him.

Then Gin made Hirai turn around. Even in the darkness, just looking at the back of the person in front of him was enough to drive Gin crazy.

"LuLu, relax a little..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a barrage of kisses rained down on Pingqing.

Suddenly, Pingqing remembered that Gin was a completely different person tonight when they were in America. He had been deceived by the gentle Gin that night.

So this is the real Gin? Will he even be able to get up tomorrow?

Noticing that Pingqing was distracted, Gin leaned closer to Pingqing's ear and said in a low, husky voice, "LuLu, is it because I failed you? You still have the mood to think about other things."

Upon hearing Gin's voice, Taira leaned against him.

“I…no, I was just thinking about…the last time we were in America.”

"Looks like I was too gentle last time. My Lulu seems to prefer me now, right?"

Gin also thought of their time in America, when he coaxed his little darling again and again.

I was afraid he would be in pain, afraid he would be scared, afraid he would be frightened, and I also had to consider that my little darling was not in good health at the time, so everything could only be done slowly.

"Hmph, bastard, liar."

Gin reached out and grasped Hira's hand, their fingers intertwined. "Yeah, I'm a bastard, that's just my nature. Does Lulu like it?"

"Ah."

Gin, that liar. He used to blush when he touched his earlobe, and I thought he was so innocent. Now his true colors have finally been revealed.

“We are all people who have no tomorrow. I want you to know that this is me, this is the real me. We are all people who live in darkness. My world is dark and gloomy.”

"Royal Deer, you are all I have."

He joined the organization at a young age and underwent the most brutal training, thinking that this was how his life would be. But a child entered his world like a ray of light.

Even if he had a cold, stern face, killed someone in front of the child, and stood there covered in blood, the child would still follow him without fear.

Listening to Gin's heartfelt words, Taira felt Gin's overwhelming love.

This world is a new beginning for him; he already has so much.

"Yes, we are demons. We only have this now. We deserve to go to hell together."

Gin, we've actually known each other for a long time.

"LuLu, call me."

"Hmm~, Gin, Gin~..."

By the end, Heikiri was too weak to stand and Gin carried him to the bathroom.

After filling the tub with water, Gin carried the person into the bathtub.

Heiji leaned lazily against Gin, letting Gin bathe him.

The bath took a turn for the worse as it went on, and Gin looked at Hirai in his arms with a dark expression.

Just now in the darkness, Pingqing's voice drove him mad.

Seeing Pingqing's delicious appearance, the string of reason in his mind suddenly snapped.

Noticing that Gin had stopped moving, Taira opened his eyes and was immediately met with Gin's dark green eyes.

Pingqing swallowed hard. Seriously? Doesn't Gin get tired?

"LuLu, I want to." After saying that, Gin lowered his head.

Pingqing reached out and pinched Gin hard, but Gin didn't care at all; he only liked the person in his arms.

After struggling to break free from Gin's grip, Pingqing glared at Gin and said, "You were wrong last time. Your name isn't Gin; it's Beast." He then prepared to leave.

Gin grabbed Hirai, who was trying to escape, and said, "Call me whatever you want, whatever makes you happy."

Throughout the night, shouts of anger could be heard intermittently...

The sounds didn't stop until the stars and moon disappeared and a glimmer of light appeared in the east.

Looking at the sleeping Pingqing, Gin kissed the corner of Pingqing's mouth, looked at his little darling for a while, and then fell into a deep sleep while holding him.

When Pingqing opened his eyes again, it was pitch black.

Who is he? Where is he?

He was stunned for a while before he remembered that he and Gin had been having intense sex all night, and he seemed to have fallen asleep immediately afterward.

He moved his fingers; how long had he been asleep?

It hurt; he really couldn't get out of bed.

He reached out and touched the side, but no one was there. Gin, that bastard, that beast.

Just then, Gin pushed open the door and walked in.

"woke up?"

Pingqing turned his head away; he didn't want to talk to Gin right now.

Seeing that Pingqing remained silent, Gin felt a little guilty; he had gone a little too far last night.

Gin touched his nose, walked to the bedside, pulled him into his arms, and brought the water to Heikichi's lips.

After drinking a glass of water, Pingqing felt a little better.

Seeing the blue and purple marks on Pingqing's body, Gin felt even more guilty. "How about I carry you to take a hot bath? I'll give you a massage, that will make you feel better."

"Ah."

Thinking about the fight between the two of them in the bathroom last night, Ping Qing's lips twitched slightly.

Soaking in the hot water felt so comfortable that Pingqing began to feel drowsy again.

Gin quickly picked him up and said, "Little darling, you've been sleeping all day. Eat something before you sleep again."

Upon hearing the word "food," Pingqing's stomach growled involuntarily, reminding him that his last meal was eaten on the plane back from Germany.

Most importantly, it didn't taste good, and he didn't eat much of it at all.

Damn, how long has he been starving?

Sitting at the dining table, Gin fed Heisei porridge spoonful by spoonful.

Seeing Pingqing's dark face, Gin patiently comforted him, "It's better to drink porridge at this time."

Taira no Kiyoshi: ...

Next time, he'll make Gin taste this.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Pingqing set his sights on the fruit plate next to him, and Gin wisely began to feed him.

Seeing this, Pingqing generously gave Qin Jiu a look, showing that he knew what was good for him.

Seeing that Hirai had almost finished eating, Gin carried him to the sofa and turned on the TV.