(Two hundred and fifteen) Ministers of the Tabernacle (2)
"Are you comfortable? Kyouye? Do you feel comfortable being conquered by me?"
The confused King Xian had no time to think, so he could only follow Gao Yanzong's words and nod.
After salivating, the man kissed her.
The peak paradise will soon arrive.
The narrow passage was filled with the liquid of love. King Xian felt a little tired, so Gao Yanzong held him in his arms.
Rather than being physically tired, it was probably more of a mental burden that he had to let go of his status as a royal nobleman and wear a wedding dress for him.
However, how could Gao Yanzong's decades-long unrequited love be fully expressed just once?
"I still want to love Kyouya, give it to me."
Gao Yanzong lowered his head and said to the beauty leaning in his arms.
"It doesn't matter if you break me, I'm yours."
"I will hold Kyouya carefully in my hands, I am yours too."
After letting go of pride and reserve, this kind of expression of empathy will not be painful.
Gao Yanzong did not just want to get his body, he dedicated all his body and mind to his master, he just loved him, and the feeling of not expecting a response became possible because of the period of adversity.
He loves him more than anyone else in the world.
He kissed his beautiful body and watered the flowers of hope with love.
Walking along the curve of his back, Gao Yanzong's heart was filled with distress.
The scars won't fade so easily.
No matter how beautiful King Xian's body is, the occasional scars left by the war will still exist.
Gao Yanzong was stunned for a moment.
Seeing him stop, King Xian looked at him.
"What...what happened?"
"The scars from that serious injury are still there."
"You're not saying that scars are husband's medals."
"It's not worthy of Kyouya's beautiful face."
"Even if I look like a woman, even if I am embraced by you, I am still a man."
"I know." Gao Yanzong was truly proud of him. "The person I love is a man who is above me in both civil and martial arts. He is an indomitable man."
Although she looks more feminine than anyone else, she cannot erase her inner essence.
Although he said this, Gao Yanzong stood up to King Xian and made King Xian deeply aware of the current situation.
"Kyouye, just move it and see for yourself."
Gao Yanzong hugged him and smiled evilly.
"Do you think this king will be afraid of you?"
"Won't."
Gao Yanzong himself didn't know why King Xian, who was shy and unwilling to recognize him, was so cute.
King Xian learned to adapt, then took a deep breath, stretched himself out, and sat down facing the "One Pillar Holding the Sky". Gao Yanzong held it up, and the bond was closer than ever.
King Xian felt that he was about to burst.
However, men like the pleasure of conquest and possession, telling each other who he belongs to.
"Kyouya, please continue on your own."
Gao Yanzong leaned on the mattress, wanting to see how his prince pleased him.
King Xian had no choice but to prop himself up and move slowly. He lowered his head and clearly saw the huge "general" swallowing and spitting inside his soft body. The joints were clearly visible, like a conjoined body.
Like a baby. That was proof that I belonged to him, and happiness filled my mind for a while.
He should also enjoy such a thing.
However, Gao Yanzong also finished enjoying such a visual feast, but he felt it was too slow, so he turned King Xian around and raised King Xian's soft buttocks to face him.
King Xian's waist and body form beautiful curves, and his tingling beauty will not remind anyone of his status as a military commander.
Gao Yanzong grabbed Xian Wang's waist and pushed hard. Because he still had the love from before, Ye Yi left, it was easier this time, and his speed also accelerated a lot.
King Xian shouted, "It's almost broken," "I can't do it anymore," "Harder," "It's so deep," "A little deeper," and then she fulfilled her duties as a wife to satisfy the man behind her.
Gao Yanzong also stuffed his extraordinarily large "general" into King Xian's small cherry mouth, which fully satisfied the man's desire for conquest. He looked at his beloved "woman" with blurred eyes in tears, holding his male masculinity in her mouth.
He thrust harder, going deep into his throat with every stroke.
Gao Yanzong's hands were not idle either, he continued to light fires everywhere on King Xian's body, playing with the beautiful scenery on his chest, soothing the delicate objects under King Xian's belly, and not forgetting to satisfy the emptiness in his little mouth.
Gao Yanzong pumped and fucked Xian Wang's upper and lower mouths at the same time. Xian Wang had become very beautiful. Not to mention his blood-soaking face, now Xian Wang was already a man who wanted to have sex with him.
Too dangerous! His Kyouya is too dangerous!
The "general" swelled again, King Xian's cherry mouth was opened again, and the secret garden behind had swallowed up three hands. He pointed it out. Gao Yanzong tried his best to insert another hand and pointed it in, and the other one
Then his hand moved Wang Xian's head to his crotch and pressed it down.
King Xian's "beautiful brother" also cried, and with a low roar, Gao Yanzong shot all the strong love juice into King Xian's mouth and cavity.
"Swallow it."
That cold and possessive look has lost its usual gentleness, and is just confused by the charm of the lover.
You are my husband, and this is the wife's obligation. Because it is love, she lets him do whatever he wants.
That night, Gao Yanzong personally washed King Xian's body after his madness and confusion, and reflected on himself for having indulged in pleasure because of his complacency. Then, as if he were treating his beloved baby, he gently hugged King Xian and fell on the soft bed.
"I'm sorry, Kyouya, I'm sorry, I lost my cool. Thank you for your hard work."
However, King Xian, who had already fallen asleep, could not hear Gao Yanzong's apology, but the expression on his face softened.
Yes, he has always been between the power struggle and the arduous war that must be strong. When will his Xianwang be able to completely relax his brows.
"Kyouya, I will not let you die. Even if I am the enemy of the world, I will find a way to save you from the murderous hands of the Dog Emperor."
No one heard this oath.
This is their love and love that they risked everything they had, knowing that they might lose their lives soon.
That kind of ritual thing exists.
The next day, King Xian woke up in Gao Yanzong's arms.
The warmth of one more person made his eyes slightly change.
He looked at Gao Yanzong who closed his eyes and gently stroked his face.
"Actually, Yanzong, you are also like a child."
The child who mistook himself for a girl the first time.
King Xian gently rested his head on Gao Yanzong's chest, his heart overflowing with happiness.
This was a tenderness he had never experienced before while on the battlefield.
Even if he has just one more second of comfort, let him escape for a while. Then, he can settle the accounts with the emperor.
"You...are awake?"
When he realized that the people around him were touching his chest, Gao Yanzong felt it. He opened his eyes and said softly.