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Lucifer's wings fluttered, and his body immediately tensed.
The spiritual body is inherently more sensitive than the body, and the wing root of an angel is the most sensitive part of the wings.
Being played by Lucifer like this...it tickles me.
"Itchy... Lucifer, let go." Lucifer couldn't stand it anymore, bit his lip and opened his mouth.
Lucifer played with the wing roots: "If you open your wings, I won't bully here."
Then go to another place to bully it.
Lucifer also knew Lucifer's verbal trap, but he couldn't help it, it was too itchy.
Lucifer spread his wings tremblingly and fell to the ground, the whole angel was embraced by Lucifer from behind.
Seraph's face was red, and the snow-white flawless skin was full of faint pink. The spiritual body will not blush with a physiological response, which most intuitively represents his current state of mind.
A ripe angel.
"Have you been roasted?" Lucifer squeezed Lucifer's face with a smile, "I should have licked it just now and tasted the taste of roasted wings."
"Lucifer!" Lucifer turned around angrily, his bright golden eyes looking at Lucifer's red eyes with embarrassment, "You're too much—uh..."
Lucifer lowered his eyes, clasped the blond hair at the back of his head with one hand, and wrapped the other behind his back. His fingers slowly rubbed the roots of the angel's wings, tilted his head slightly, and kissed Lucifer's brightly colored lips.
Lucifer's golden eyes slightly enlarged.
In an instant, a feeling of trembling in the soul was born.
He was being hugged, stroked, kissed.
By Lucifer.
Unable to tell whether the wings on the back were itchy or the tingling on the lips was more numb, Lucifer's body softened and climbed onto Lucifer's shoulders.
"It's not the most excessive." Lucifer pressed against Lucifer's forehead and said slowly, "I have more."
"Push me away if you don't want to continue, I'll wait until you think it's not too much."
Lucifer: "..."
When he said something like this, he should first remove the hand on his wing root!
"Forget it." Lucifer hugged Lucifer resignedly, buried his head in his neck, and the tips of his ears were so red, "It's not too much."
"……I quite like it."
Lucifer chuckled: "What do you like?"
...do you have to ask so clearly!
Lucifer hesitated for a while, but still whispered: "I like you to kiss me and hug me."
"I like everything you do." After saying the unspeakable words, it became extraordinarily natural, and Lucifer even had the courage to look directly at Lucifer. He raised his head, fixed a look at Lucifer, and took the initiative to kiss the demon.
They are at the junction of the sea of knowledge and darkness.
Like twilight when day and night succeed, crows are kissed by doves.
Lucifer's red eyes were as bright as blood.
Six huge jet-black wings spread out from behind, stacked on top of Lucifer's white feathers, covering up the figures of demons and angels.
They are of the same origin.
It will also be the same way.
Chapter 101 Resonance
Lucifer lay in the sea of consciousness, looking at his own half body almost absently.
Looking at each other, like the collision of gold and ruby, it is gorgeous and charming.
With his slender legs hooked on his thin waist, Lucifer leaned over to kiss him, and Lucifer shyly and submissively wrapped his arms around Lucifer's neck.
At a certain moment, the spirit is inextricably linked.
Lucifer shuddered so much that the beautiful swan's neck fell back, his Adam's apple was lightly bitten by Lucifer, which stimulated the golden eyes to burst into tears.
The snow-white angel wings struggled to flap, but were suppressed by the jet-black demon wings covering the wings, and stretched out weakly.
"We are one, Lucifer." Lucifer laughed, with a slightly flirtatious voice low and sexy.
From one into two, to two into one. In the beginning it is one, and in the end it is one.
Even the spiritual exchange fits perfectly.
They have the same frequency of soul resonance.
After ending the friendship, Lucifer rested in the sea of knowledge for a long time before recovering.
...so exciting.
A feeling of spiritual harmony.
The two halves of the soul, born of one, effortlessly reunite, fully accepting each other, yet retaining different consciousnesses. Lucifer couldn't describe what kind of experience it was, but it was far better than the last time he was in front of the mirror.
It really fascinated him and fascinated him.
...
It sounds really embarrassing, but under the teaching of Lucifer, Lucifer has been able to face his desires honestly, no longer ashamed to admit it, and full of guilt.
He likes Lucifer, maybe he can be called love, doing happy things with his lover, why is it a sin?
Just a little tired.
Lucifer accompanies the mentally exhausted angel in the sea of consciousness to restore his spiritual power. Their mental powers are equally powerful, and it stands to reason that there will be no situation where one party will be more tired after the exchange, but Lucifer is more shy, adding a lot of psychological burden, which is reflected on the spiritual level.
A shameless demon like Lucifer was completely unaffected.
He's even happily thinking about the next time to communicate.
The gods have no time, and it is many years in the blink of an eye.
All five races already know that their gods have dual personalities. His Royal Highness Lucifer is a god, and His Majesty Lucifer is a demon, who will change the form of angels and demons from time to time. But no matter who they are, they are deeply loved by them.
In Jiuzhongtian, on the icy and solemn throne, the blond goddess closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, but his face was a little red.
No one knew that the noble and holy god was in the Sea of God, biting the hem of his clothes, and his wings were pulled down by bullies.
The black -haired and red eyes laughed: "I have long thought that it is very interesting here. Next time I change the scene, how about the life tree of the elven god?"
Lucifelson opened his lip and teeth: "... That's the holy relic of the elves."