Atlas Battle Song

On the way back, it started snowing again. The two teenagers were holding hands, their ears flushed from the cold.

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere is awkward.The icy wind was blowing on his face, and Trander only felt his cheeks became hotter.He has been thinking about the conversation between the two just now, the young master said "wait home"... what does this mean?Is it really like what he understands... doing things between lovers?

What if the young master just wants to say, "How about eating dessert when I get home"?

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

"Where is the moon?"

Egg frowned, looking at the howling lion cub like a fool.

Indeed, it is snowing.The sky was overcast.

"Oh, this is also a miraculous phenomenon, ahem." Trander forcefully tried to regain his dignity, "That... the young master just said: 'Wait to go home', did you mean that you want to eat dessert when you go home?"

Nonsense, of course not!

Trander secretly groaned in his heart.Why do you say stupid things when you open your mouth?Where did the usual confidence and eloquence go, was it taken away by the golden retriever?

The young master hummed in a low voice, but didn't answer.

The surroundings became terribly quiet, the two crunched on the snow, and Trander was even more embarrassed!An indescribable excitement arose spontaneously, like a kitten's warm pads rubbing against his palms, making his heart itchy unbearably.

No, I need to say something to relax this terrible date atmosphere.Trand reminded himself.Buzzing in the depths of his head, he shook his shoulders, trying to let himself go, and then smiled lightly:

"Do you want to have sex/love when you go back?"

Huh?

Trander felt something was wrong, he was stunned, and Egg was also stunned.The two teenagers stopped in the snow and looked at each other.

"Wait," the smile on Trand's face gradually froze, "I just said 'do you want dessert when you go back', right?"

Egg shook his head.

"Then, what did I say?"

"You said..." Egg opened his mouth, his tongue seemed to be tied in a knot, "Do you want to have sex..."

"what……"

Like five thunderclaps, the word "sex/love" exploded in the little lion's mind.

impossible!

The heat roared and shook him, the left ear was buzzing, and the right ear was buzzing too, as if two circuses held a grand festival in his ears, and fireworks in his eyes, colorful spots of light It whirled and exploded, blurring his vision.Trander felt like a stick of roasted maltose, which had melted into syrup and melted into the snow.

Why? ? ?Why did you say what was on your mind without turning your head?Such a naked sexual invitation to the person you like?Trand fell into despair.It's all over.The beautiful moments of farewell to his virginity, the warm lines he would say in bed, the love poems he had practiced and recited countless times before... are all gone.It turned into smoke and flew away.

Trander couldn't believe it... How could he be like a silly boy who hit up a conversation on the street, whistling at the person he likes, and asking stupidly:

"Hey, are you free today? Want to have sex/love?"

It's so—stupid—!Is it too late to commit suicide now? !

Goodbye!

The little lion intends to die forever.

"Hi, is Trande okay?"

Egg held his face in his hands, his clear gray-blue pupils shone like radiant glass stars.

But Trander is not in the mood, now he just wants to die...or go back and kill the self he was a few minutes ago.

"Silly lion?"

"Do you believe in philosophy?" Trand resigned himself. "I've heard people say that...sometimes, 'you' isn't really 'you', it could be something else, anyway...it wasn't me, or You are not the one who heard that sentence. You know, philosophy is something that can liberate all mankind. We should all believe in philosophy... There will be no nobles and poor people, everyone is equal, and then...everyone A man can marry five wives, and every woman can marry five men, a kind of mathematical happiness, unity, and happiness together.”

This nonsense was uttered at an extremely fast speed. The young man seemed to be possessed by some kind of fanatical spirit suddenly, his expression became noble and pure, his eyes shone like torches, and he expounded eloquently A set of principles that liberate the suffering of all mankind.

Egg laughed when he heard it: "Trander said he wanted sex/love."

"grumble……"

The little lion was beaten back to its original shape in a second, staring blankly at the sky in a daze, smoke was coming out of its ears, and its soul was about to fly out of its mouth.

Why are you so stupid?He really wanted to open his fluffy head and see what kind of messy stuff was inside... A porn/erotic picture book!Really, I must be a nasty man!Trund secretly repented quickly in his heart... Gradually he became agitated again, and some kind of nervous fever hidden in his personality suddenly broke out.Trander was startled, puffed up his chest inexplicably, and sneered in a haughty manner: "Sweetheart, I'll fuck you hard when I get back." But within two seconds, the lion cub started to bark again in self-contradictory manner and even start singing:

"Aww~Aw~Aw~~?"

"Haha." Egg was even happier, applauding all the time, watching the silly lion jumping around was much more interesting than watching a play.

After returning home, it was already late at night.

There were stray cats meowing in the yard all the time, and Egg was very worried. Trander searched around but couldn't find the cat, so he had to leave a bowl of milk at the door of the house.Fortunately, after some searching in the snow, Trand's brain was finally frozen and he was able to be a normal good lion again.

"Anyway... just go to sleep!"

"No," the young master shook his head, "take a bath."

"Yes."

It was Master Egg's habit to take a bath every day.In the past, it was not difficult to take a bath when living in a mansion, but the teenagers eloped, and it was impossible to live an aristocratic life, so taking a bath became a hassle.The landlady’s house only had a simple, small bathtub, and she had to stand in the basin and wipe her body with a sponge dipped in water.Trander was not satisfied, he would never allow the young master to stand pitifully in this small basin to take a bath, so he bought a wooden barrel bathtub specially.Expensive, but worth it.

"You play first, I'll boil the water right away."

Trand patted Egg's head, and immediately ran to get ready to take a bath.Egg carried the puppet lion down from the second floor, sat on the chair, and quietly watched Trand wheezing and busy working left and right.

As usual, Trand had boiled the water.He rolled up his sleeves and tried putting his hands in the water.

"Okay, the water temperature is almost..."

Master Egg didn't like things that were too hot when he was a child. When he was in the mansion, the maids would control the temperature just right, whether it was hot cocoa, cream soup or bath water.Now this is his duty, and he must not let the young master live a hard life.Trand brought olive oil body washes, sponges, rhino horn shavings, and camellia powder for shampooing.He moved a chair over to the tub and sat down, examining the scraped rhino horn for any nicks that might scratch the skin.

"Come on, young master, the water is ready."

"Ah."

Egg came over, his footsteps soft and pattering, sounding like he was walking barefoot on a wooden floor.

This is not good, Trander turned his head, trying to remind the young master not to catch a cold, but the scene in front of him made him choke instantly.

The boy stood in front of him, naked and clean like a pearl.

Under the black hair and shadows, the slender collarbone appeared, followed by the boy's chest and two ribs.If there is a description to be made, it is sin.There was a cold expression on the boy's face, but the pure and beautiful naked body could only make people bow down to sin.

The fire flickered.

It is no longer a translucent phenomenon, but a metaphor of sin, making the body that has never been touched open unreservedly in the eyes of lust, as if making a blank sheet of paper stand proudly. in flames.

"what……"

Trand was stunned.He quickly turned his head away, his cheeks were hot all of a sudden, and he held the sponge tightly in his hand.

Hell, hell!The little lion secretly beat his chest and stamped his feet.Why is this guy not wearing clothes!But calm down and think about it: it is normal to take a bath without clothes.And what's there to be ashamed of?right?The two of them have bathed together since they were young, and even if they haven't seen each other's naked body a thousand times, they have seen it at least seven or eight hundred times.Didn't he change Egg's clothes every morning and night?He even knew where there were moles on the young master's body.

The little lion tried to cheer himself up: how normal is it, a mature man is just...

The sound of splashing water.

Trand came to his senses and found that Egg was already sitting in the bathtub, looking at him with a pair of jewel-like gray-blue eyes with a smile on his face.

"Silly lion, don't you take a bath together?"

"This……"

Trand hesitated.

"Take off your clothes, come in." Egg patted the surface of the water, and brought the wooden duckling into the bathtub to play.

Then it's really impossible to take a shower.

Trander held his breath, took a few more deep breaths, and smiled calmly: "Let me take the young master into the bath first." He moved the chair to the other side of the tub, trying to avoid those penetrating eyes.But wherever he went, the young master's gaze followed him, like a clingy cat.

"Really no bath?" Egg asked.

"No, thank you for the invitation... I'll wash it myself before going to bed." Trandnu put the camellia powder on the young master's long hair, and then watered it to make it wet.

"That's right, because Trander is a girl, so I'm embarrassed to take off her clothes."

"Not at all!"

"The maid outfit that the duke gave you, isn't it suitable for you? Why don't you wear it?" The young master was in a great mood.

"I wore it for your pleasure last time!" Trander protested, "I just put it on, and you came to lift my skirt... How can you just lift up other people's skirts!"

"Yes, it's a lioness after all."

"Bite you!"

The two teenagers continued bickering and playing language games.

Trander didn't stop, washing the young master's hair carefully.The wet black hair clung to Master Egg's neck and back, and the glistening drops of water fell down along the ends of the hair, like flowing stars.

Trander couldn't help touching it with his hands, is this a real star?Luscious drops of water, amber of fire.He first groped Egg's long hair fascinatedly, and then inserted his fingers into the hairline, gently fiddled with the curls, as if a philosopher was thinking about a proposition about the fate of mankind... When Trand realized what he was doing , fingers were already stroking Egg's spine.

"..."

Egg bowed his head and let him play with it, but his ears were burning red.

"Ah? Ah!" Trander was taken aback, "I'm just helping you squeeze your shoulders to relax, ahem...it's easy to get old...but it's still early, don't worry!" He felt guilty , hurriedly washed the young master's hair, and planned to go to bed quickly.There's something wrong with the atmosphere tonight.It's best to get a good night's sleep, and it will be normal the next day.

The little lion was absent-minded, sloppy with his work, and sprinkled water all over his body without paying attention, and his clothes were completely soaked.

"Ah... Forget it, let's dry it first, and I will wash the clothes tomorrow."

Trand took off his shirt, leaving his upper body naked.He stood up and planned to change into pajamas...

Igor grabbed him.

"Wait a moment……"

They were so close that their chests were almost touching.The other person's skin, body temperature, and heartbeat are also louder.The teenagers quickly overheated with breath.

"Ok?"

Before Tland could finish asking... There was a splash of water, and the gushing water splashed on the floor, wetting Tland's socks.

A kiss, and Egg pecked lightly on his lips.

soft.

Teenager's lips.

"Dear..."

Yi Ge said in a soft voice, a little wronged, and the lust that couldn't be concealed flashed in his moist eyes.

"..."

Trand was silent.

"Dear!"

Egg said it again, looking a little annoyed.

"..."

Not much more to say.

Trand kissed Egg hard, deep and vengeful, as if to take his breath away.Egg snorted, and Trand held the back of his head to keep the prey from escaping.The tongue pushed in, the lips rubbed together, sucking wetly, forcing Egg to show weakness and finally surrender.

The stormy deep kiss was finally over.

"Ugh..."

The young master panted, his body slid limply in the bathtub, the sloshing water slapped against his ribs.

Trander also panted: "Next... are you sure you want more?"

Egg was panting, his eyes were round, like a frightened leopard.He wanted to say something, but in the end he just hummed softly.

"Well...Trander, come in, let's take a shower together."

The teenagers are awkward and tense.

But now, Trander doesn't intend to be submissive anymore.He regained his composure, stood on the edge of the tub overlooking Egg, and smiled:

"Okay, that's what you said."

Loosen the belt, and now Trand is naked too.He raised his legs and stepped into the bathtub, the changes between his legs were hard to ignore.

"..."

Egg, a little anxious, turned his face away.

The water surface rose, and the reflections of the two teenagers merged together in the turbulent water waves.

The boys were still a bit reluctant to sit in the bathtub at the same time, their legs were inevitably stuck together, itchy, their body temperature was very hot, or the water might be a little cold.

"In this way, the difference in our skin color is really quite big." Trander raised his arms and compared Egg's bent knees.

Water dripped down.

Bronze skin, and fair skin.The sharp contrast between the two bodies is particularly erotic.Egg seemed to be aware of this, shrank his body, and intentionally or unintentionally put his knees together, but was held down by Trand.

"It looks pink in here... You used to break your knee while running and it kept bleeding. Do you remember?"

Trand pinched the young master's leg, rubbing his fingertips lightly.

Thinking that this place used to be a wound, and the sweet and noble blood once gushed out, the teenagers became hot.Trand bites lightly with his teeth, then starts licking, as if knees could serve a sexual purpose.

"Ugh..."

The young master trembled slightly, trying to close his legs.

Ah, maybe that's a little too much, Trand reminded himself, changing to a soft kiss again.

"It's okay," he thought for a while, "let me kiss you, okay? Master Egg wants to kiss you? I only kiss you, I won't... do that."

"Just kiss?"

"It's not that simple, and I won't let you down."

Trand kissed, and pulled Egg's arm away from the gap between his legs—discovered.

Egg's breath caught.

"Look at you, you are still hard on me." Trander smiled: "You just saw my dick, and you are hard... You want to be fucked by me, don't you? Huh?"

The unheard of vulgar language stunned the noble young master.Egg opened his mouth to retort, but couldn't think of words to respond to.

"you……"

Guilt turned into mischief.

Trander got worse, changed his posture, and forcibly hugged Master Egg in his arms to bully him.He leaned close to Yi Ge's ear and smiled:

"Do you feel it?"

"What?" Egg was a little confused.The development of things is not as simple as he imagined.

With ill intentions, Trander pushed forward.

"Wow!"

That thing was rubbing against the back stiffly.The young master hurriedly supported the edge of the bathtub.Needless to say, the one from Trand.

"The 'that' of the lion...so..."

Egg tried his best to find suitable adjectives, but couldn't utter them.

"You still call me a lion at a time like this?" Trand thought it was a little funny, "Don't you think it's strange to be rubbed against the pussy by a lion's penis?"

"what……?"

The young master was terrified by these advanced vocabulary.

Trander could clearly see that the foul language made the young master both scared and excited.The Sybil nobles knew the games and rules of the adult world very early on. They would never naively think that the father and mistress locked in the room were just playing chess and drinking tea.The same is true for Egg, who knew that the crown prince just wanted to sleep with him when he was in the Emerald Court.

But I am afraid that this is the first time that the pampered and pampered Master Egg heard the flirtatious words in the West Plateau brothel.Crude, bawdy, straight to lust, hot... Poor lord, terrified, as if swear words are worse than hard "that".It's verbally violent sex, some kind of first night.

"It's so cute."

Now that he had tasted the sweetness for the first time, Trander would not let this good thing go.Even if he doesn't penetrate, he will eat this pure noble young master tonight.