Seriously, does he put such a Dangerous Book in this place
Such a thing is the fate of the Piura that if it is put into the hands of monsters will inevitably be their end.
I bit my lower lip from his negligence and casually opened the book.
The first page is engraved with Piura figures with a very simple definition.
'Adorable and friendly little animals, the fur is able to take out the monsters lying in the body and help control it. The average age is 100 years and they often hide out of sight, have the ability to hide their own animal and blend in perfectly with humans.'
I ignored everything and focused my gaze on the number.
100 years old
Joking right, most Piura die at the age of 50, and it is rare that they exceed that.... The elderly were often seen wandering only in the rarest cases.
I sighed and flipped through the papers looking for anything related to our death or why there was a temporary life in the stone.
Despite my meticulous research, it has not been mentioned that we know the date of death.
It's as if nothing existed at the time this book was written.
He focused on the stone on our forehead and it contained very pure and pure energy. There are a lot of magic potions that can be made and especially the healing potion.
It was also mentioned that to revive one person should possess at least 300 stones.
This means that we will inevitably become extinct.
Except that we die at a young age, it is difficult to live with the idea of death itself and we sink into thinking for a long time, and with the blink of an eye we grow up between thinking and worrying and have not even fallen in love, so there is very little reproduction among Piura.
I sighed and closed the book silently. Not much was written in it and they focused only on the stone.
All the time we live under the threat of monsters and count the seconds of our lives, is it really possible to grow up without fear.?
Could a world be made where Piura coexists and manifests itself without worries.
To live his day without looking at the clock and thinking, ' Oh, another minute of my life has gone.'
My eyelashes drooped, covering half of my eyes, and I silently touched the title of the book, I hope that there will be such a world in the future.
She sat for a long time with a complicated emotion and then carefully put the book in the corner. I took one last look at the essence floating above the ice cylinder and then turned around and left.
The pink mist blistered thickly and uncontrollably surrounded the Black Stone.
Slowly the white color expanded and became more resistant to the black threads that tangled. There seemed to be a silent struggle for power there.
Although I waited impatiently, Andreas did not appear all day. After dinner Elizabeth put to bed and read a story as usual.
As soon as she fell asleep, I ran to Andreas's room and jumped on the bed, hugging his jacket tightly to my nose. I took deep breaths without stopping as I rubbed my face hard.
My heart would relax and become lighter just to take in his scent and recognize it.
I smiled contentedly and fell asleep there without realizing.
. . .
At one point I felt a cold touch on my cheek that made my eyebrows wrinkle and I grunted with some discomfort before I buried my face in Andreas shirt.
I felt at peace, my heart is calm and completely full. The weight he carried disappeared and gave the impression of comfort and safety.
When the bed dropped a little I was disturbed by the movement and opened my eyes blurry.
Everything is black, my mind is lethargic and not yet awake.
I don't usually get up for simple movements, what's the matter.
I stared blankly indulging in the scent of Andreas and fell asleep on one side, purple hair scattered on the pillow and looked darker and Blacker in the Silent Night.
The clouds retreated at a slow pace and the moonlight crept in from the window showing the silhouette of the tiny body lying in bed. Yet it was completely covered by a huge shadow and blocked out all the light.
Movement...
I thought a little distractedly and soon opened my eyes wide before turning my head and looking up.
"....?!"
At that moment my eyes were choked with stagnant and Deep Silver Eyes, as if they were dragging you into an endless icy well.
The body that was idle was filled with energy and my heart suddenly beat violently to the point that it was buzzing in my ears.
I wanted to rush up and hug him tightly, I wanted to take the smell from him and the feeling of his presence, but..
The atmosphere around him is scary and gives chills.
He sat on the edge of the bed with his arm resting next to my head and his back was bent so that I was detained. His black hair hangs over his forehead messily and his looks are strange and uncomfortable.
It is getting colder around him and there are black Spectra surrounding him and twisting as if they have been tortured for hundreds of years.
The sight of him brings me back to the first meeting when he slammed the door of the restaurant and entered with his dark and gloomy being. The gap that was small Between Us has suddenly become big and gives a strong sense of distance.
When his cold breath hit my skin I shrank a little below him and tightened my fingers on his shirt tightly. Slowly I parted my lips and sighed cautiously.
"Andreas !"
Unwittingly the tone seemed too soft and belonged to his favorite female, fragile and vulnerable. Full of sweetness and gives a stinging taste in his tongue.
His eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow over his eyelids, and his eyes slowly slid to that cloth in her hand and hugged it as if it were a very precious lifeline.
His eyes gradually closed and an unknown emotion passed. Alice couldn't explain it and sent chills down the end of her spine, as if an ice cube was sliding and meeting at the bottom.
Oh, oh, his shirt.. How would I explain that
My heart rushed beating madly and I frowned my eyes in distraction. I felt all the blood pooling in my face and the heat escalated to the point of suffocation.
"oh.. .. That .... Just...."
I stuttered several times and my mind floundered frantically unable to arrange a clear sentence.
There's no explanation for hugging his shirt like that other than I miss him so much.
This thought made my face burn even more and I was afraid that he would find out.
In the midst of it the shirt suddenly slipped out of my hands and a terrible tearing sound came.
"...!"
I blinked in amazement and shook my hands at my chest. The image of the cloth flying in the air for a long time and falling on the bed was reflected swaying.
What ! Why tear it up
"You don't need it."
Before my mind could process what had happened, a hoarse whisper, like an illusion, passed through my ears and left a mysterious heat at the roots.
At the same moment a cold, harsh touch poured over my lips that made me hold my breath instinctively and stare blankly.
All I saw was his face blocking my vision, his eyes are narrow, the tail is high and crimson red. His pupils, although silver, straightened up like a beast and reflected a strange hunger.
The tufts of his hair tickled my skin and the sticky touch that penetrated my lips made me wince and recover from numbness.
"emm.."
I pushed his shoulders away and his wet tongue was uncontrollably engulfing my mouth. A grinding war of elephants exploded in my belly, dinosaurs sang and danced in my chest .
"an,.. Emmm"
I closed my eyes tightly and struggled hard. I hit his stomach with my knees and pushed his shoulders hard but he didn't budge an inch. It seemed that all my attempts were going nowhere and had no effect on him.
No, no, what's going on.
Saliva slipped into my mouth and I felt a strong taste of tobacco smell that was fierce and commanding just like his character.
He didn't even step back to take air and pushed my face so hard that his pressure on my lips caused pain.
I shuddered and felt that everything was blown up in my mind and drifted with the fog. I couldn't think and I didn't know what I was feeling anymore.
".... Emmmf hmm"
Everything was confined to his tongue, which hit the walls of my mouth, and sticky sounds flowed that made my heart palpitate even more.
I thought it would explode at any moment and from this distance Andreas could hear it.
I took my hands off his shoulders and held my chest tightly under him before helplessly shrugging my shoulders.
The heat covered my whole body and I felt like I was falling and being led to the end by Andreas. I don't know when he grabbed my tongue and viciously and roughly attacked him.
A cold kiss and when his tongue touches every inch inside, a thin layer of ice will form before it melts.
I was completely filled and tried to swallow that water mixed with aggressive tobacco flavor. Yet some streamed out and crawled on my cheeks down.
"elmm... Mmmf"
I don't know how much time has passed and my breath is tight and every attempt to take a breath from my lips makes Andreas choke me and confine himself only to his excited lips.
So hot I feel like I'm melting and melting and turning into a puddle that will sink into the bed and disappear.
I frowned and tears gathered in the corner of my eyes. It was an unbearable feeling of sudden control that made me under pressure and my vision became blurry staring at him.
Don't hear my heart please don't hear my heart.
I ..... I was sinking deeply into a feeling of satisfaction and euphoria....I love that