IRDWTSTML [QUICKWEAR] (Edited)

6:3

Arlo paused in wiping his fingers. He suddenly realized that the little lunatic said he smelled good, not to tease him, but because he thought his blood smelled good... and now things seemed to have taken some unexpected turns.

　　Seeing the man continue to wipe his fingers, Mu Xingchen finally couldn't help but persuade him: "Don't wipe my saliva anymore, my saliva can quickly heal the wound on your finger."

　　Yes, this is one of the changes.

　　Arlo silently looked at the two wounds on his fingers that were almost disappearing. There were two blood holes on them not long ago, but now they are about to heal. This is not the normal self-healing speed of humans.

　　The little lunatic... maybe he is not really a little lunatic with a disease in his brain.

　　"You--" Arlo raised his eyes and saw that the person sitting next to him was looking at him with a hot and eager look. After knowing clearly what that desire represented, inexplicably, a feeling of depression began to spread.

　　"What are you?"

　　Mu Xingchen still couldn't resist the scent of Arlo's body. He rubbed his head against Arlo's like a small animal, squinting his eyes and sniffing the scent with an obsessive look, while answering harmlessly, "I'm a vampire."

　　Although he had already guessed this in his mind, Arlo's breath was still stagnant when he heard such an answer in person. He even forgot to stop a furry head from drilling into his neck.

　　He heard his voice was a little weak and asked, "Are there really vampires in the world?"

　　"Of course there are." Mu Xingchen had buried his face in Arlo's neck, rubbing it through the collar, and couldn't wait to bite off the collar with his teeth. His lips couldn't wait to stick to the warm skin and let out a satisfied sigh.

　　Arlo, who finally digested the huge amount of information, raised his hand and pinched Mu Xingchen's neck, pulling back with all his strength, and turned his head to avoid the head that was kissing and licking on his neck, but Mu Xingchen, who was almost losing his mind due to the temptation of appetite, was unwilling to separate from him.
As soon as he realized that Arlo wanted to pull him away, Mu Xingchen hurriedly got over from the co-pilot, sat on the man's lap with his legs apart, licking the skin in his mouth like a puppy, and his little fangs were also grinding gently.

　　"Hmm... so fragrant... you really smell so good~"

　　Arlo was tightly entangled, and the fragrance that came to his nose made him a little dizzy, and the palm against Mu Xingchen's forehead seemed a little weak.

　　Mu Xingchen, who had only eaten a little blood from his fingers in the past few days, could not help but lie on the man and sucked the piece of meat hard. His beautiful eyes were misty with endurance, and he sobbed, "Arlo... let me take a bite... please, woo woo woo."

　　The boy's soft sobs made Arlo's resistance pause for a few seconds. When he felt the boy in his arms licking his neck gently and flatteringly, layers of sweat instantly climbed on his handsome face, and the penis pressed under the soft buttocks gradually rose.

　　It was hardened by the teasing of the little lunatic.

　　Arlo's palm was still on Mu Xingchen's forehead, but it obviously didn't have the strength at the beginning. Extremely complicated emotions flowed in his deep blue eyes.