Du Ze had his back to the bed so he couldn't see what was happening, unlike Eric. Before he realized that something was happening, Eric had already taken a step back, dismayed. Suddenly, Du Ze was hugged from behind in a gesture that was overbearing and very arrogant.
The scent of water gently wafted over Du Ze's nose. He looked behind him and saw a handsome, silver-gray-haired youth with ear fins. The fins were the size of Du Ze's palm and were opened like a small wing – though Du Ze had never seen the fins before, he had felt them in the dark.
It was the Moe Lord's dragon form.
"When I can't move, it seems that you talk a lot." Xiu's red eyes looked down at his own silly, cute person first then stared at Eric. The corners of Xiu's mouth were turned up in a smile but it was as though the dragon's nilin had been touched, provoking his fury. "You want Du Ze to kill me?"
... What is going on with this "caught in bed" type of atmosphere?! Du Ze stared at Xiu's profile in fright. He thought that Xiu was in a coma but it seems that Xiu was actually conscious. So while Du Ze was having an honest talk with the rival, the Moe Lord probably heard the whole thing.
Eric finally recovered from the shock of seeing Xiu's transformation. Answering Xiu's question, the son of god said, without hesitation, in a deeply moving way: "Yes."
No zuo no die, why still try?!1
Xiu's ear fins closed slightly. He narrowed his eyes then suddenly began to laugh.
"You have a good eye." Xiu pressed Du Ze closer to his chest as he smiled wantonly and insolently, his red eyes revealing a vast satisfaction and ruthlessness. "If I must die, then I will only die by his hand – in this world only he can kill me!"
Du Ze suddenly looked up at Xiu. That person's bottomless red eyes were looking right at him, clearly saying: No one can decide my life or death except for you, Du Ze.
At that moment, Du Ze wasn't happy or moved. He felt fear. The feeling of having absolute control over Xiu's life is like someone holding his most important treasures in his hands while walking a tightrope. Du Ze shuddered. He had no doubt that if he wanted Xiu to die, that person wouldn't hesitate to destroy himself.
Xiu told him long ago that if Du Ze didn't want him, the world would be nothing to him.
"Will you kill me?" Xiu asked Du Ze.
Du Ze shook his head violently, almost as if his head was going to fly off his neck from the force. The corners of Xiu's lips curved up; he was completely determined to ensure his victory. He forcefully pulled Du Ze into his arms then glanced back at Eric.
"He won't kill me." The light in Xiu's eyes was very provocative and his silvery-gray hair slid down like mercury. "I'll show you why."
"——!"
Eric's words got stuck in the throat. His eyes widened and he couldn't understand what was happening in front of him. The black-haired youth was forced down on the bed and kissed by the humanoid form of the silver dragon.
The person on top of him was pushing him down with some force so even though the bed was covered in fine, soft velvet, Du Ze still felt a bit of pain. His glasses were tilted to one side as his mouth was invaded by Xiu and even his breath was dominated.
Too, too intense ...!
His tongue was stroked and his mouth was repeatedly and forcefully licked. Du Ze had trouble even swallowing. His face flushed and his eyes grew moist as his mouth became full of Xiu's taste. Under that kind of intense kiss, it was impossible for him to keep track of what was happening around him. It was hard for him to keep a clear mind. When Xiu finally let go of his mouth, the only thing Du Ze could think about was taking in enough oxygen for his starved lungs and nothing else.
"...I like to put him in bed and listen to him panting." Xiu grabbed the back of Du Ze's neck. His grin was both aggressive and carnivorous. "Watching as he wants to cry out but dares not shout, wants to resist but has no strength ..."
Du Ze had just regained his sanity from that violent kiss when he heard Xiu's explosive speech. Du Ze's breath was still ragged and he was nearly dead. Xiu lowered his lips to kiss Du Ze's Adam's apple then bit the collar of his shirt, tearing it open.
"Sucking his sensitive points, making him react, then ..."
Xiu raised his head. The room had no trace of Eric.
Du Ze lay on the bed with his hands over his eyes, his chest heaving, his lips swollen, and his ears red. The Moe Lord really went all out this time. ****!
A silly, cute person thought that Eric would never again look at him as the savior of this world... no, more likely Eric would never want to see these two male dogs in heat2 ever again.
His eyes were covered by his hands. Du Ze was startled when a wet thing touched his wrist and moved his hands away. His misty black eyes met Xiu's red eyes. Xiu stretched his body over Du Ze, his hair falling on Du Ze's face like a cold dragon scale.
"I will destroy the world?"
——So what if you become the Supreme God?! In the entire world – you're the only one left!
When he heard Xiu say "destroy the world," those three words made the blood in Du Ze's body seem to stop moving for a moment. He was silent for a while to recover his mind and voice then said: "...You mustn't do that."
Xiu's blood-red eyes stared at Du Ze without blinking. He reached for Du Ze's shoulder. Rudely, unreasonably, and overbearingly, he declared: "Then look at me. As long as you look at me, I will not destroy the world."
Every word that Xiu spoke was full of the desire to dominate and control. "If you don't look at me, I don't know what I will do."
The shoulder that Xiu grabbed was a little sore from being held too tightly. Du Ze looked into that pair of red eyes and knew that the reason why he was grabbed so hard was not a threat but rather because Xiu feared losing him. Xiu felt no sense of security so two people's actions and words are tied together; separation is like death.
"I've been watching you," Du Ze whispered.
Whether it was reading a novel or being transported into this world, he has been looking at only one person.
Xiu's fins trembled like a peacock's tail feathers. He lowered his lips to Du Ze's earlobe and the icy fins rubbed against Du Ze's cheek. Du Ze couldn't help but shiver, not only because his sensitive ears were licked, but also because of the hand that had slid inside his clothes.
"I don't want to restrain myself." Xiu's hand slowly caressed Du Ze's skin. "I'm going to take possession of you."
Du Ze felt the hot hard object on his lap and he noticed that the thing was subtly different. A silly, cute person's eyes fell on Xiu's ear fins then suddenly remembered something.
Wait a minute! Xiu's dragon form ... had ... two *beeps* ... like before?
Du Ze had just remembered this terrifying fact when he was suddenly crushed by Xiu – really crushed by a dead weight. It seems that something happened and Xiu suddenly fell down on Du Ze until a silly, cute person could hardly breathe.
"D*** it, it's the aftereffect of changing forms..." Xiu closed his eyes. There was disappointment in his blood red eyes. He had been still half-conscious when Du Ze and Eric talked but he was too drunk and unable to move. When his bottom line was touched, Xiu instinctively chose his strongest physical form.
"The gnome's physique is too weak," Xiu complained to Du Ze. His voice was thick with weariness and he was gnashing his teeth. "Drunk Du Ze is very obedient. I could have done so many good things, but the gnome form collapsed first..."
Wait a minute, what did this little student just hear? j□j
Xiu gathered Du Ze into his arms, the silvery-gray hair messily falling over both people.
"When we get up tomorrow, we'll continue ..."
The silver dragon fell into a comfortable sleep while holding on to his favorite treasure but that black-eyed treasure was wide awake, extremely frightened.
Tomorrow we'll continue ... tomorrow .... tomorrow ... we'll continue – will there still be a day after tomorrow in this little student's dictionary?
The next day, Du Ze went outside in the brilliant sunshine, shedding tears of joy at his surviving another day. Xiu's plan for his own cute, silly person was interrupted by the plot god of the angel simulation. Du Ze was ecstatic at the interruption but Xiu was extremely annoyed. His red eyes emitted intense displeasure and a murderous intent, badly frightening their bodyguard.
Bodyguard: I, I'm just an innocent NPC. QAQ
Old John was very wise and walked some distance behind them. The mechanical puppet, who looked no different than a man, came back yesterday after Xiu fell asleep and was startled when he saw the silver-fin-eared Moe Lord. He brought back a piece of information: If Xiu wanted to become the new governor, he would have to surpass the incumbent governor. As for what type of qualification he would need to improve his seniority, everyone was silent about it. It seems that is something that the tower climbers will have to find out for themselves.
When Xiu and Du Ze arrived at the main hall, Eric was already present. Du Ze saw Eric glance at them then quickly look away. Obviously their shameful deeds yesterday had left a deep scar on the mind of the pure and upright son of god. In the end, the doujinshi is just a bunch of pictures but yesterday the two of them had staged a colorful, real-life kissing scene, an outrageous display of immodesty.
"Everyone is present?" The governor, on the seat of honor, was emitting holy light. "Then let's go."
A person beside the governor took out a piece of sheepskin and began to report, his manner respectful and polite. Treasure chests were neatly placed underneath them. While the Archon counted them, soldiers carried out more chests. Standing near the doorway, Du Ze was able to see the soldiers transporting the chests to a distant wagon.
"... Lord Governor, the 'light' collected this period has been fully loaded."
After the Archon's report finished, the sheepskin parchment was collected. There were five chests left in the main hall. The Archon beamed down at the chests and opened them. "These are the rewards for your Lordships' hard work. Thank you for your efforts, you've come a long way for this."
Du Ze looked inside a chest and found that it was filled with light elements rather than money, as he had thought. The light elements were highly concentrated and had condensed into solid pieces inside the chests. When the treasure chest was opened, the whole hall instantly brightened.
"You've done quite well." Though the governor's face couldn't be seen, he seemed to be very satisfied. "The Eighth Layer is in need of a good Archon like you."
The Archon, who was praised, was overjoyed. He immediately opened all of the other boxes under the governor's orders. The governor waved his hand. The light that enveloped his whole body suddenly dispersed and drifted away. It was at this time that Du Ze discovered that the governor's body was actually covered with glowing feathers that looked exactly the same as the feathers Xiu and Eric had.
When the light left his body, the governor's appearance was finally revealed. As Du ze had expected, he was a haughty-looking male angel. Those fluttering feathers of light fell on the chests and began absorbing the light elements at a rate visible to the naked eye. In the end, all but two of the chests were depleted of their light elements.
"The rest is yours." The governor told Xiu and Eric.
Xiu took in the situation at a glance. The governor allowed Xiu to put his feathers into one of the chests. Eric did the same thing. Soon, the light elements of the two treasure chests were depleted. Du Ze carefully counted the feathers that returned to Xiu and saw that the original five had now increased to six.
There was one more feather?
Du Ze looked at Eric and saw that his situation was the same. A silly, cute person then formed a conjecture: Are these feathers of light a symbol of seniority? It might be similar to the undead race's trial.
Although he wasn't sure that his guess was correct, the feathers were obviously very important and it would be best to collect as many as they could as soon as possible.
After the send-off party, they set off for the Seventh Layer. They still used the same carriage as before and there was a replay of the trio's uncomfortable seating arrangement. The cramped space and the characters were the same but this time the atmosphere was more dignified. Xiu, because of his transformation, naturally can't be held by Du Ze anymore so this time the two of them switched positions. Xiu, holding Du Ze, sat opposite Eric. It was very crowded in the carriage. Du Ze sat on Xiu's lap, his face impassive. Xiu's nose was buried in Du Ze's neck and he breathed in the other man's scent. Eric silently turned his head towards the window, looking out. The whole spectacle could only be described as strange.
The god of light's appointed savior and the demon king were not shy about showing off their hot-blooded relationship. One could almost feel the son of the lord's despair.
After a day's drive, the group of carriages reached the Seventh Layer's great white wall. In fact, they had in their possession a magic teleportation tool that they could have used to transfer from one place to the next but they chose to travel via their carriages, showing off a bit to everyone: wherever they went, all the creatures who saw them looked at the carriages with awe on their faces.
The group stopped outside of the capital city of the Seventh Layer as they waited for the top officials to come out to greet them. Du Ze looked out at the city. He could see that this place was somewhat less prosperous than the Eighth Layer.
The Archon of the Seventh Layer soon came to greet them with a smiling face. Everything he did was identical to the Archon of the Eighth Layer – treating them as honored guests, giving them the best accommodations, and holding a grand welcome party.
Incidentally, the silly, cute reader was not able to escape his fate. After they finished their dinner, the Moe Lord enjoyed him.
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Incidentally, the silly, cute reader was not able to escape his fate. After they finished their dinner, the Moe Lord enjoyed him.
Du Ze practically bit his quilt, crying out and weeping. His waist was extremely sore. The Moe Lord's dragon form was very strong. He would frankly speak of his **** and put it into action, without restraint.
But what he used was strength, not coercion. Du Ze knew quite well that if he really refused, Xiu would never force him.
Because of a silly, cute person's social disorder and the Moe Lord's unprincipled fanboy behavior, Xiu was always able to do such things to his family's silly, cute reader.
"There is still a little time before dawn." Xiu licked the sweat from Du Ze's neck. "Let's do it again."
"…"
All night long, even after his 0-point restore, they had continued to do this. Moe Lord, you have to restrain yourself!
Du Ze did not dare to protest that he was too tired, because if he protested too hard, Xiu will feed him his blood. Dragon blood is one of this world's most precious and effective potions. Not only can it restore HP, it can even give stat boosts. Buffed by the dragon blood, Du Ze's battle rating rose from 5 to 10 (still noob level) and improved his hearing. Although his hearing was still a bit weak, at least he didn't have to use his headphones. With the help of the dragon blood, a silly cute person, after being loved for one night can remain awake and his waist was just sore instead of painful.
Xiu withdrew slightly then stuck his finger into Du Ze's body. Because their bodies had been together for so long the j□j was somewhat swollen. Xiu could feel the softness and wetness of that place. His eyes grew redder with desire.
Because of his scruples, during the entire night the silver dragon had only half-entered… but greed is the nature of the dragonkin. This race has never been good at restraining themselves. Even if they get a lot, they still always want more, like a ravine that can never be filled.
"Du Ze …" Xiu bit Du Ze's ear. "I want to go in all."
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