David hugged Calvin tightly.

Just as Calvin thought, he was at an age where his mind was full of sex and mating (some men will mature over time and realize that having their brains controlled by the lower half of their bodies is not something to be proud of, and some men will never understand it for the rest of their lives).

Anyway, David was still young, and Calvin was preparing to teach him a lesson.

As David gasped and pressed against Calvin, goosebumps appeared on the surface of Calvin's tense and bleeding skin, and the heavy feeling pressed against his stomach, he felt some range, and his hand pressed the edge of the sink to avoid hitting David's face.

"Hey, dear......"

Calvin took a deep breath and whispered softly, his shoulders shaking away from David's lips.

"Oh my god you're really great, you're the best beauty I've ever seen, hey, don't worry, I'm going to make you happy......"

Davy Monkey grabbed Calvin's shirt in a hurry, and his other hand rubbed Calvin's buttocks. Perhaps to show off his well-developed muscles, he almost picked Calvin up.

Calvin felt as if the nerve endings all over his body were soaked in salt water, and intense hatred and disgust continued to wash over his body.

He tore David off of him with all his might, leaving a gap between the upper half of their bodies.

At that moment, Davy blushed and glared at Calvin viciously, an irrational, crazy and possessive gaze. Calvin's back suddenly became more painful.

David's appearance overlapped with the images of countless people Calvin had met in the past, all of whom had bloodshot, hyena-like eyes.

The eyes made Calvin's fingers tremble.

"W-"

It was as if something had been cut off invisibly, making a small sound.

His body seemed to be wrapped in a film in an instant, and David's disgusting touch and gasping blurred.

Calvin reached out and pressed his hand to David's chest.

"Don't do that...... I don't like to ...... in a way that is too fast. ”

David heard Calvin's voice.

A strange force struck, and David felt a sudden pain in his chest, followed by a whirlwind. It took him a moment to realize that he had been pressed back against the sink by Calvin just a moment.

Calvin stood in front of him, smiling at him. David felt a subtle discomfort, Alberta was undoubtedly a beauty, and a rare beauty of the classical era, oh, he certainly didn't hate the kind of men who were modern fashion, with the same body, a big smile, and when he grinned, he could see the cold-treated white teeth in their mouths (David suspected that they had all done their teeth whitening in the same clinic). But Alberta was undoubtedly not one of those people, he was a "beauty", pretty, thin, melancholy and pale, the kind of "pretty boy" who was loved by the Renaissance, and he had a sense of vulnerability that needed to be destroyed and tortured. Almost as soon as he saw Alberta, David felt his interest in reproduction activated. That's why he's so impatient – he's eager to be rude to the other person.

But now, the Alberta in front of David looks different.

He was still the same slender look, but there was a strange aura about him, something wild and dangerous.

His eyes sparkle like a big cat in the fluorescent light...... David swallowed, and he could feel the changes in his body—the pulse beating with intense excitement, and the heart clenching together with the faint fear.

I have to say that when Alberta's temperament changed, he became more attractive.

I want to him.

I want to bleed him.

If David had been sobriety at this time, he would have found that the thoughts that were circling in his head were horrible, thoughts he shouldn't have. But at this moment, there was only one thought left in his head.

[I want to use my □□ to pierce him through.] 】

David's breathing grew more and more rapid, and his face turned purple.

"I'll 'take my time,' you don't have to worry about that—" he growled, then grabbed Calvin by the hair and pulled him into his arms.

He bit Calvin's neck, not noticing Calvin's sudden grim expression.

Calvin felt the pain in his neck, and some fluid came out, presumably blood—strange to say, the blood was warm, but when it ran on the skin, it always gave a cold feeling.

Calvin glanced at himself in the mirror, and from this angle he just peeked out of David's shoulder.

And his eyes looked like they belonged to some kind of beast.

Calvin's hand was on the back of David's neck, and his fingers touched the pounding arteries in David's neck with precision. It wasn't difficult, because in the midst of excitement, David's veins were already protruding out of his skin, and the blood was flowing rapidly under the thin skin, bringing oxygen and nutrients to this delicate human body*.

Calvin lowered his eyes, his fingers slamming into David's artery.

"Hmm-"

David's body throbbed a little, then again.

He looked at Calvin blankly, but he couldn't see the latter's expression, the only thing he could see was Calvin's perfect face: snow-white, skin without a single spot, a delicately defined jaw, and strands of hair hanging down......

A strange sense of dread welled up in his not-so-useful head.

Somewhere went wrong, God.

He thought.

A few seconds later, he collapsed into Calvin's arms like a corpse.

Calvin subconsciously pushed David's warm body away, the big one* bent back, his head knocked on the mirror, then his back, and finally, without support, he fell to the ground along the edge of the stainless steel vanity.

Calvin shuddered at the muffled sound of human* contact with the floor.

He let out a gasp, his eyes widened, and he suddenly woke up from his half-asleep, half-asleep, half-awake state.

"For God's sake......

He glared at David on the ground and muttered in disbelief.

Of course, he had a plan to make David faint, but at this time, even he could not recall how he did it—the veteran who taught him this trick had fought in the most notorious war in American history, and he had learned it during the war.

"You have to control your strength, humans are very fragile, you know, sometimes they die if you're not careful. ”

The veteran casually taught Calvin this trick, and he drank his beer and grinned at Calvin, revealing his yellow, mutilated teeth. When he says "if you're not careful, you'll die," he doesn't care from the bottom of his heart. But it was also because of this that Calvin knew he wasn't lying to himself.

It was the first time he had actually used this trick on another stranger.

Calvin bent down and put his finger in front of David's nose.

He didn't know if he was "accidental" - in his perception of himself, he probably had a little mental struggle before doing this, but the strange thing was that his heart didn't fluctuate too much now. Well, of course, he was still a little worried that if David did die, the plan he had come up with in a hurry would have to be scrapped - he would get himself into more trouble.

Calvin didn't see what was reflected in the bathroom mirror after he bent over.

The face of a gloomy man was staring down Calvin and David below through the gap in the ceiling and the top of the bathroom door.

He blinked when he saw Calvin breathe a sigh of relief from David's faint breathing.

"Click-"

Calvin heard the small sound of metal fittings falling again.

He frowned, his gaze following the direction of the voice.

A small metal cross lay quietly on the wet, sewage-filled bathroom floor.

The wrinkles on Calvin's brow deepened.

He picked up the cross, and soon recognized it as the one he had found in Isaac's locker earlier......

Didn't I throw it away?

Calvin thought with some confusion.

The situation was so tense that he couldn't remember the exact situation at all now - maybe he unconsciously placed the cross in a corner of his clothes, and it happened to fall out at this time?

Calvin placed the cross in the palm of his hand.

Unlike the angelic crucidal crosses that he hated so much, this one was very simple in shape, with two flat brass rectangles crossed each other and a small hole in a longer section.

That's where the note was hung before.

Calvin looked at the cross again, and he could vaguely sense that something was not right, but he didn't think about it.

He threw the cross into the trash can in the bathroom.

Then he refocused on David's pale face.

He slapped David on the cheek, putting him in an even more painful position, and then he twisted open the door and rushed out—

"Is there anybody? somebody—oh God—somebody needs help here—"

He screamed. 166 Reading Network