【Shine】Vital

After the war, after experiencing all kinds of turmoil, betrayal, traps and mutual support, Gilgamesh became more and more satisfied with Enki, thinking that he was simply perfect.

The expression is inorganic and the smile is indifferent?He just needs to be gentle with Gilgamesh alone.

The force is too strong, the sentry is meaningless in front of him?He didn't need the weak, Enkidu's force was just right.

Hair as green as weeds?Green is the favorite color of the human eye, and Gilgamesh was pleased with it.

Well, it is indeed the guide I like.

He thought complacently in his heart.

Generally speaking, he has already been attacked, and one of the characteristics of Gilgamesh's character is that whatever he likes, no matter what its own value is, from the moment he likes it, it will be in his heart. It is unique and perfect.

What a blessing in disguise, Guide Enkidu.

At this time, Enkidu was holding a gun in Gilgamesh's room.

The main body seems to be made of plastic, completely harmless. There is a device at the end of the barrel, and there is a strange thing at the front of the device. Enkidu has never touched this thing, so he couldn't help asking curiously, "What is this?"

Gilgamesh took off his coat and threw it at his feet, "Ear piercing gun."

"Ear piercing?" Enkidu played with the gun and found that there was indeed an earring stud at the front end. "Is it enough to shoot directly at the earlobe?"

"That's right." Gilgamesh swaggered and sat on the sofa, motioning for Enkidu to do it directly, "Come here."

Enkidu raised his gun with some novelty and confusion, "I haven't used it before, if there is something inappropriate, please tell me."

He raised his chin impatiently, "Understood, even the military CKS67 looks like a soft virgin in your hands, why worry about this kind of thing."

"..." This metaphor is too vulgar, "...Then I will do it."

He was close to Gilgamesh, and couldn't move well through the wide sofa, so he simply raised his legs and sat on Gilgamesh's lap. In order to see clearly, he fell on the sentinel's hard chest superior.

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows with interest and let him move.

Gently stroking the earlobe with his fingers, there was a shallow mark on it, which should be the piercing of Gilgamesh's ear before, but it healed over time in the military camp.

Enkidu recalled the girls he had contacted before, and extracted useful information from the gossip in the chat.

It seems that the earlobe should be thinned first?

how to do?

Enkidu hesitated, and kneaded the soft earlobe with his fingers, slowly feeling the temperature rise of the fingertips, and then squeezed slightly until the earlobe became transparent and thin.

"...I always feel a little embarrassed." He muttered and glanced at the blond sentinel.

Gilgamesh laughed, eyes closed, eyelash shadows on his handsome face.

Enkidu withdrew his gaze, feeling that the temperature of his face and fingertips was almost the same.

The touch of the earlobe was unexpectedly soft, and it was hard to imagine that it was part of the hard and stubborn Gilgamesh body. He obediently let Enkidu do whatever he wanted, and a few strands of hair leaked from his forehead.

Enkidu felt his heart slowly being filled.

He rubbed Gilgamesh's earlobe, looking at it as red as transparent and as thin as a cicada's wing.

Alcohol is required.

- so as to be disinfected.

Anesthesia is needed.

- so that there will be no pain.

As if he was bewitched, he leaned forward uncontrollably, put his lips around the hot earlobe, and licked it lightly with his tongue.

Gilgamesh seemed to tremble slightly.

Enkidu half-closed his eyes, slowly and gently stirred the fiery little piece of meat, moistened it with saliva, and left.

Buckle the piercing gun, lick off the little blood droplet, and put gold earrings on him.

The deep red earlobes are matched with gold, just like the gorgeous color of the setting sun.

He curled the corners of his mouth somewhat complacently, "Okay, it doesn't hurt."

Gilgamesh stared at him, his eyes gradually darkening.

It really doesn't hurt.

The moment the lips were covered, one could only feel the numbness and electric current that pierced into the heart like an anesthetic that had lost its potency.

"Ah," he hugged Enkidu, bit his lips viciously, and his palms went deep into the white shirt, "it doesn't hurt."