[Column spot] Fantasy

The legion fan leaning on his side fell down with a bang, and the sickle and chain also rolled to the ground with a rattling sound. Uchiha Madara's right hand trembled slightly, grasping in the air in vain, but he couldn't grasp it to support it. body stuff.

Then a warm and powerful palm grabbed him, the force was so heavy that it would crush the bones of his hand, the pain flowed sharply from the fingers to the heart, and the sound of blood flow hitting the eardrum finally made him feel A little real feeling.

Hashirama was really hugging him, really kissing him.That kind-hearted chakra shielded all his perceptions and separated him from this cold and dark cave. What he saw and heard was only Senjujuma.

but why?

The most anticipated answer was vetoed by himself just as soon as a clue appeared. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the handsome face that was blurred because it was too close, and tried his best to deal with the tip of his tongue that invaded his mouth.The saliva that he couldn't swallow in time flowed down the corners of his lips, dripped from the open neckline to the collarbone, his eyeballs rolled down, and he raised his hand to wipe it off.

The hand on the brain slipped down and imprisoned him, holding his wrist and folded behind his back, pressing against the tightly tied belt.

"Hashirama..." Uchiha Madara called out vaguely, his voice was extremely low, as if he was afraid of waking someone up.What responded to him was a fierce kiss that seemed to swallow him whole. The kiss didn't stop until his head was dizzy and his calves began to tremble. silver wire.

"You should close your eyes when kissing, Madara." Senju Hashirama pressed his forehead against his, with a satisfied smile in his eyes: "When you look at me like this, there is always a danger of being killed feel."

"Huh..." Madara Uchiha gasped heavily, his undulating chest was pressed against the opponent's chest, his tightly closed eyelids covered the bright red kaleidoscope Sharingan, but he hesitated to open his eyes immediately, and put the bamboo pole again Pulled into the illusion.

However, when he heard Hashirama's voice, it sounded in his ears with the humbleness and caution that made him feel pity: "Madara, am I in the illusion of Sharingan? Or am I dreaming? How dare you let me hold you so honestly?" ..."

Don't humble yourself in front of me, Hashirama, I don't want to see you like this.

Uchiha Madara opened his eyes, the blood-red light flashed away, revealing the bottomless black eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, this is the world of illusion, so you can do anything to me..." I'll let you fall into the illusion before I leave, so now everything you and I do will be a dream, before I go on the road of only one person, let me have you completely.