Violet and the Thorn Bird

"Please let it go!" Cal panicked and struggled to sit up from the water. He leaned in the direction of Borg and fumbled wildly, "Where is it? This thin hemp rope! It always causes me trouble. Don't hold it Borg, it makes me sick."

"It's on my lap." Borg let Gal touch his waist and chest, "One click at a time."

"Why do you have to hold it?" Gal said.

Berg felt the tail struggling between his fingers, its strength was not strong, and the tip was still rubbing against Berg's tiger's mouth.

This guy is literally the true reaction of its owner.

Borg felt its length, it was very thin, only as thick as a finger of Borg.He seemed to suddenly become very curious, exploring inch by inch with his fingertips, even if he couldn't see it, he was gradually able to imagine the tail.

Borg rubbed his fingertips, and Gal blushed again, this time curling up on his toes.The hot water made the touch feel more direct, and the constant numbness on the spine made Gal's breath worse. He felt that he was about to slip into the water, so he reached out and grabbed the wooden frame used to build the hot water spell circle above his head.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Borg stroked along the direction of the tip, causing Gal to bend his legs.Borg picked up the tip of his tail and pulled it out of the water. The fingertips were transparent and he couldn't see anything, but this didn't stop Borg from teasing.He didn't want to let go, and said, "It feels good, it keeps rubbing against my fingertips. What's uncomfortable, Gal, I'd love to help. Here?" He lightly wrapped his fingertips around the tail, and it immediately warm Wrapping his fingers tightly, he pulled his hand towards Gal's body.

"It's...uncomfortable everywhere!" Gal let go of his palm and slid into the water, trying to escape.

Bogra held his tail and easily kept him by his side, "You haven't finished washing yet."

"I can finish it!" Gal insisted, holding his hand to his tail. "My body is back too! Now that the stiffness is gone, we can go to bed. Lots of things to do tomorrow. I'm done washing."

"Okay." Borg let out a sigh-like laziness as he relaxed in the hot water, "Then as you can see, I don't have hands to wash myself. I need your help. Now that my body has recovered, I probably won't I will refuse, my friend."

"...Honey," Cal coaxed, in a soft voice, "You can choose to let go of my tail, leaving your hands free. It's useless for you to hold on to it, really, and you're pulling a little tight, I can't leave you A little distance."

"Someone told me not too long ago," said Borg, "that he wouldn't leave me at night and we'd be 'intimate.' , our friendship doesn't seem to be secure at all."

Gal gritted his fangs, and his hand climbed on Borg's shoulder, "Our friendship is unbreakable! Brother! Don't doubt..."

Gal flicked the water on Borg, slid his palms on his chest and shoulders, and quietly opened a demon king's eyes.The lines of Borg's upper body are very toned, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and the muscles in his chest and abdomen are very strong.In fact, the buttocks are also very good, the drops of water flowing down from the back... Gal suddenly covered his heart and coughed a few times.

Oops.

The peeking scene was followed by the scene that was close at hand, all rushed out, making Gal overwhelmed, the tail slipped around Borg's fingers by itself, and the tip gently rubbed against Borg's thigh, once and for all.

"It hasn't appeared before." Borg played with his fingers and tail, "Is it because of the influence of the wings?"

The numbness on Gal's back prevented him from concentrating on cleaning, "The tail is strange, it seldom obeys, but it doesn't actually have a consciousness of its own, it just... obeys the command of the body? Probably like this, I don't know why it waited for the wings to come back, it always hides, so they didn't take it away." After speaking, he couldn't help being stimulated by the numbness and trembled all over, holding Borg's hand Arm, "You've been pinching it."

"It's me." Borg let go of his palm, "It seduces my fingers and keeps rubbing against me. Your body is sending out signals to me, and you can't wait... Where are the wings?"

"Don't be tempted by it." Gal said, distracted by the wings, and he was so proud that even his tail changed from a lustful nudging to a cheerful flapping, and he crawled towards Borg's chest, " Wings? Look! Here it is."

The water in the bathtub was suddenly blown by the wind, but the wind was very small.Gal's black hair was blown by the wind, and he stood wet in front of Borg, with a pair of deep black wings fluttering behind him.Looking at it this way, the wings are darker than when they were sealed on the roof. It seems that there are dark red patterns flowing in the black that is thicker than the night, and the silk-like color is extremely charming.While the wings reveal the prototype, so does the flapping Borg's tail.The triangular tip of the tail feels soft and smooth when pinched, and it is very elastic. When it shakes, it has a dark red color of the wings.

Gal leaned down to show Borg his back, the wings flapping gently, with a little wind.The place where Gal's back meets his wings is a little red, and his posture makes his lower back rise above the water, and drips of water slide in the concave line, and are buried in the undulating buttocks below.

"It was just a phantom just now." Borg raised his hand and slid the wings, smooth to the touch, and as his fingertips moved, the dark red fluctuated as if alive, "Beautiful guy."

"It prefers 'very strong' to being beautiful." Gal looked up and said to Borg, "It can fly to higher places, cross the sea of ​​clouds and run side by side with dragons. Compared to speed, Ino is not as fast as it."

"And it's very hard." Borg looked at the pattern, "You carved a curse circle on the wings."

"That's just an appetizer." Gal half propped himself up, and his wings spread out, completely covering the two of them in darkness, only a little light from the bedroom could pass through the crack of the door and fall on Borg's side face.Gal showed his fangs to Borg in this dangerous atmosphere, and the water on his forehead dripped on Borg's chest, "It can't be broken even if it's burning, the gods can't do anything about it, it is the support of the reputation of the devil king. So now , Borg, we may be able to exchange top and bottom, I am no longer afraid of you, I will be you..."

Borg sat up with bent legs and pinched Gal's chin, "Your fangs are like desserts, threats are painless. Don't get carried away with getting wings, baby, your body is still under my control." He stared down at Rubbing Cal's lips, "How did you get it?"

"The laziness of the dwarves gave me a chance." Gal licked the corners of his lips, "Old Brown didn't believe in the temple and the king, the seal of the wings was only in his hands, and only he had the right to sanction the seal of the earth. The mark was given to Gray. 'Gal' got the 'recognition' of the mark, and Gray's shout was sincere, and it only needed a blink of an eye, and the seal was like nothing in front of the recognition." He paused for a moment when he said this, "Although deception makes me unhappy. "

"You still want to get the Ratman away." Borg pressed his thumb to the corner of Gal's lips, "The disappearance of tens of thousands of people is not easy to do, and Roseanne will track down these people to the end."

"There was an explosion underground. Whether it was accidental or deliberate, it would be very difficult for the Ratman to survive." Gal said, "I mean, a bigger explosion, the kind that can bury tens of thousands of people alive, she can't Wearing a long skirt and running to dig. The Ratman's digging ability is top-notch, and Sean has a passage for them to leave safely. Also, we have already left Violet, and it is time for her to pay her toll. This woman is too dangerous, she almost and Everyone is cooperating, but she's betraying everyone at the same time."

"Chaos is Green's favorite environment," Borg said. "How much longer are we going to be in this position?"

"You obviously like it," Gal said. "You like my position, and your excitement is clearly conveyed. Prankster."

"Yes." Borg said, "Your new image is indeed very exciting. I don't think it's my own pleasure. Do you need me to teach you how to release a human again?"

Cal's tail slipped wetly over Borg's belly, and he said, "No, I know how to do it! But I like to hold it in."

"Very good." Borg raised his head back, "I don't like it, so please help me, Lord Demon King, who knows how to do it." He lazily said "ah", "You won't refuse because you are not good at it?"

"I have a lot of research!" Gal gritted his teeth, "Super research! Don't look down on the devil."

"Then please." Borg smiled, "I hope it can be resolved quickly."

The space under the cover of the wings is very crowded, so that the taste becomes only mutual.Especially Gal, every time he falls into eroticism, the smell he exudes will become extremely exciting.Borg closed his eyes under Gal's clumsy manipulation, and would occasionally let out a low sigh in the steamy water mist, and the fingers covering Gal's eyes would involuntarily rub the corners of Gal's eyes and ear tips, but he was very happy. Slowly, like piling up pleasure, waiting for a one-off burst.

But this time is too long.

Gal sneezed in the freezing water, not sure what time it ended, this guy was so hard to deal with.

The next day Gal got up very early, he felt a bit of a headache when he woke up, his palm seemed to still have the touch from last night, which made him wake up immediately.

Borg woke up immediately, and he put his arms around Gal's waist, "... what time is it?"

"It's still dark." Gal rubbed his hair, tried to pull Borg's arm, but failed, and said to Borg, "I have to talk to the Rat Man, dear."

Borg's arms were slightly loose, and he half-opened his eyes, watching Gal get out of bed, get dressed, and go out.

Gal walked out of the room and put Belle on his stomach.Gal hoisted the cub on his shoulders and looked ahead as he descended the steps in the already cold weather.

"Hmm." Galha gasped, "Your grandma is amazing."

In one night, most of yesterday's mess has been cleaned up.The elves brought by Devi made everything recover quickly, which made Gal think that Borg woke up quickly from a deep sleep when they first came here, probably because they were so close to Devi.

Gal stepped on fallen leaves and greeted people.Gray had already crouched on the newly built fence, and Fanny looked at the deep hollow below.

"Good morning." Gal yawned, feeling his hands were still sore.He poked his head out and looked down, "Is Green here?"

"Not yet." Fanny was still showing her waist, she was leaning on the railing, "We sealed the news of the forest, but this will only last for a few days, the movement is too big. Violet must have got some news, let alone Talk about the temple and Green. I don’t know how Roseanne will solve it, this is a big incident that irritates everyone.”

"I'm not going to forgive her anyway," Gray said. "My father almost lost a hand. She put the wing python here, and there were too many animals killed, elves and dwarves. Tens of thousands of ratmen drove to the ground to bury gunpowder for her, as well as the scythe man. These are all evidences, and the temple can't protect her!"

The Temple will not judge Roseanne.

In fact, everyone knows it well, because there are people from the temple underneath.Roseanne's ambitions may be great, but at this moment Gal feels that Pope Fiji's appetite is even greater, which reminds him of what Sean said before leaving, that the Pope may have killed Vulcan Angel.There are 1 reasons for Roseanne's expansion, but what about the Temple?

What is the Pope borrowing from others?

"I already have a hunch that things are going to be difficult." Fanny brushed the hair from her ear, "No one can really explain to the king that it was the Greens who did it, and all the evidence points to her, not even the overseer who was crushed to death. There is no sign of Grimm either. And this group of rat people, they are not like the snake people we met before, Roseanne did not burn roses on them, the only witness is Zilo, but he disappeared yesterday. So no one can say that this is what the Greens did, even if everyone knows that only they can get so many people."

"I don't count on the king anymore." Gray looked at his palm, "...their behavior towards the ratmen and snakemen scares me, and the dwarves and elves need to be vigilant. Their desire for money can go beyond the bottom line, which is not just One side's problem."

"Hmm." Gall didn't dwell on this question, he just asked, "Where is the rat man?"

"The residence of the elves." Fanny pointed to him. "The elves are healing their wounds."

"I'll go and see." Gal left them.

"Gal." Gray suddenly stopped him, "...Thank you."

"Don't have any thanks to me." Gal blew away the frost leaves in front of him, laughed and turned around, "Brother! You have already paid the reward. Get ready for something to eat, Gray, I want some milk for breakfast... ...uh, forget it, no milk. Anything, I'm hungry, Belle and Borg are hungry too. See you later."

"I feel," said Gray, stroking his own height, "has Gal grown taller?"

"He does seem to be still in the growth stage." Fanny frowned, "But it's not that exaggerated, a little bit, after all, he has been here for almost half a year. The growth of the cub is amazing, have you seen it? Belle Today is bigger than yesterday."

"It's really fast! Because it eats everything." Gray kicked away the clods, and the dawn had come, and he went to his father's residence under the gradually brightening sky, "Maybe it will grow into the largest slug in history." My girl, after all, I have never heard of a snot beast eating the world..." Gray looked at the empty roof, and grabbed Fanny violently, "Disappeared!"

"What?" Fanny looked puzzled.

Gray took a step back in horror, pointed at the roof, and said inarticulately, "Double wings! Disappeared!"