"Don't come here!"

The man shook off the hand that Heinier stretched out to help him, probably with too much force, and actually pushed Heinir, who had just come out of the cold water and his body was still trembling, into the roses next to him.

"Ahh The weightless fall caused Hainir to let out a sudden exclamation of pain, and Balder's body was overwhelmed, and as he fell, it was crushing Hainir's body.

The more brightly the rose corolla bloomed in the wind, the sharper the thorns on the rhizome below, which were mercilessly piercing into the skin of the two of them.

However, Balder did not care about this, and at this time he was engaged in a battle of ideas with the man who was struggling with the crazy roar in his heart.

Having experienced the last two times, Balder knew that this time he had to stop the guy in time to come out, and he used all his strength, his head was aching, and cold sweat was dripping down his forehead.

"Go back, you go back for me." Trembling words spat out from the man's lips, and an obsidian glow flashed in his golden eyes.

"Balde, you...... What the hell is wrong with you? Heinir held up Balde, who was constantly breaking out in a cold sweat on top of him, and the shock had made him fully conscious.

"Honey, I'm fine~" The man's tone rose slightly, and he said it in a playful tone, clutching Heinir's hands tightly on his chest.

Tonight, the moonlight did not restrain his light, and the bright silver moonlight dispersed and reflected on the man's long hair, which was turning from golden to black.

"You...... Are you Holder? The man in front of him instantly showed a bad smile that he was familiar with, and Heinir's eyes widened in horror, but there was a strong joy in his heart, and he hugged the man's neck tightly like a wronged pet.

"Let it go, Heinill."

Before Heinil could vent his inner feelings, he heard the voice as cold as water ring in his ears again. Heinir's spirit, stimulated by this voice, let go in an instant, as if it was just an illusion, and the person in front of him was still the cold Balder.

He had a feeling that he had been tricked, and the sourness in his heart rushed upwards, as if he was about to turn into tears and burst out of his eyes, but Heinier finally controlled it.

Whether it was Balder or Holder, he just didn't want to let his vulnerability and feelings for them go through that in front of that person.

"Enough!" He shouted, no matter what thorns and spikes, and crawled up from the rose bush, but was grabbed by the waist by the man behind him.

"No...... Don't go...... Wait for me......" A weakened and painful voice came out of the man's mouth as he was going through the battle.

Heinir didn't look back, his whole body was still dripping, the cold wind blew and brought a burst of shivering, and the wounds all over his body entered the water, bringing indescribable stinging pain.

But he just stood straight, letting the god of light hold his waist and even press his head tightly against it, as if that way he could lend the man the strength to overcome.

For a long time, they stood in this position, accompanied by the bright white moonlight and the ruined limbs of the ravaged/ravaged roses.

It wasn't until Heineer felt the force of his waist finally subside, that he opened his eyes and glanced at the earthy earth that smelled of rose corpses.

The hair that had been curled with the scent of the earth had become completely black and shiny, and after this intoxicating night, a smile finally appeared on Heinel's lips.

He turned and looked at the man who was still lying on his waist and shouted, "Holder......"

"Heinir......" The latter lifted his face, his crystal eyes staring at Heinir's blushing face.

The next moment, however, the man suddenly got up and threw Haineil down between the roses, his lips pressed tightly together.

The larger blooms of bright red flowers were overwhelmed, and the beautiful fragrance pierced into Heineer's body with piercing spikes, like pain and intoxication striking his mind.

The fiery attack, the unspeakable affection, the fragrant fragrance that rolls, I can't wait to devour the other party, the two people are completely integrated, this kiss is inseparable and suffocates him.

It took a long time for Holder to let go of the sour and weak Heinir, who had been kissed on his body. He propped himself up, condescendingly scrutinizing the people below him, his soaked placket lining his body, and the looming feeling was worse than that of Heineer wearing nothing.

His long curly hair was messy, with red rose petals and green leaves, a flush between his cheeks, and a chest that was wheezing violently, a youthful with a deadly temptation.

He wanted, he wanted more, he wanted to see the eyes that were enchanted by him, the body that trembled because of himself, and the tears left by the tears that cried because he couldn't stop.