The Entirety Of Hell Knows That Satan Has A Lover Chapter 33: City

Chapter 33

At the barrier level, Lucifer said goodbye to his dear subordinates.

Samael: "..."

Forget it, anyway, he stuffed part of the official business into it, so I don't have to worry about His Majesty not finishing it.

There is no refreshing scenery in the grove, the sun is blocked, and there are only official affairs and papers left. Lucifer stood inside the barrier with a helpless expression, completely unable to pass through their barriers and enter inside. How much resentment does Samael have towards him, and he came to him with so many business affairs? Could it be that he wants to take a vacation?

Lucifer picked a place to sit down, pinched his fingers, and produced a black quill, and started to work slowly.

We can't let Yawei come back and see his jokes.

Get it done early and call it a day.

As for the fact that Michael dared to trick him... Hehe.

After Yawei couldn't help but ran down to the realm to find him, Lucifer's idea of ​​solving the official business was in vain. He had to see Yawei's golden pupils widen, as if looking at the official affairs in the grove in surprise. . Lucifer didn't say a word about hell, just smiled and stretched out his arms, waiting for Yahweh to come over.

With Yawei, official corrections are no longer boring, and Lucifer enjoyed the company of a beautiful woman once.

Yahweh was lying behind his back, with his hands hanging around his neck, creating a warm atmosphere.

If you are sleepy, Yahweh will lie down on his lap in the other direction, with the back of your neck resting on Lucifer's arm. When he was drowsily asleep, Yawei felt a hand kneading his private parts, and a stimulating sensation rose in his lower abdomen, which made him clamp his legs tightly to prevent the other party from further invading.

The other party did not take off his clothes, but just so tenderly caressed his lower part, within a short while, Yawei's underpants were a little wet.

Fingers across those water-stained places, nails scratching.

Yahweh trembled.

Lucifer had finished his duties, kissed Yahweh's forehead, and wrapped his other hand around his waist.

Holding the sleeping silver-haired beauty in his arms, Lucifer led him into the house, the lights shone on the windows, and there was an emotional sound amidst the chirping of insects at night. Yawei couldn't tell whether it was a dream or not, and his consciousness fell into a warm and gentle environment. There seemed to be waves rising and falling in his body. Gently beating his fingers could make his fingers twitch and reach a tingling sensation of extreme happiness.

"Um... ah..."

Yahweh's head was tilted back on the pillow, revealing a graceful and indescribably noble neck.

Yawei, who was half awake and half asleep, made Lucifer even reluctant to bully him.

You can only indulge him with tenderness.

Confirming that Yawei's body is stretched out, Lucifer put pillows under his waist, lifting Yawei's waist, so that he can bear the pleasure in the most comfortable way. He stroked Yawei's scattered silver hair, pushing it in continuously, each time accompanied by Yawei's subconscious moaning, his chest rose and fell during his breathing, and the color of the nipple/halo became more intense.

Looking at his comfortable expression, Lucifer couldn't help laughing, probably understanding how embarrassing Yahweh will be tomorrow.

During orgasm/tide, a deep orifice in the cave opens after shrinking.

Hold one end of Lucifer.

Glistening dewdrops flowed into it, as if shy, only willing to let him slowly enter that soft and hot place. When Lucifer was completely released, Yawei's waist suddenly arched, and his legs were clamped to the inside, but because Lucifer's waist blocked him, Yawei could only hook his waist like Chenghuan.

"Ah!"

Yawei yelled in pain, but was immediately diverted by the moderate rebuttal.

"Yahweh, Yahweh." Lucifer muttered his name, bewitching the angel's clean heart. They were entangled naked/naked, the bedding was messy, and the wooden bed made the sound of shaking from time to time. Under Yahweh's silver hair, the sacred and noble body is covered with hickey marks, allowing him to taste it.

In the pure air, there is a trace of strange smell that makes people blush and heartbeat.

The robe slipped to the corner of the bed.

This evening, there is no difference in identity, there are not so many troublesome official duties, only the joy of doing the most intimate things between lovers.

Lucifer had a good dream, Yawei in the dream looked at him affectionately, his body was full of ambiguity after indulgence. But in fact...he thought too beautifully, Lucifer was woken up by the coldness of the outside world, opened his eyes and saw Yawei who had snatched all the bedding and rolled into a ball sleeping soundly.

He sat up from the bed, his bare and slender legs were bent, and his black hair fell from his shoulders, covering Satan's lean body.

Lucifer saw the scattered snowflakes outside the window.

Winter is here.

And his lover is still sleeping late, not aware that their time together is about to pass another year.

Putting Yawei's tightly wrapped quilt, Lucifer said helplessly: "Split me a little."

Yawei's hand finally loosened some strength.

Getting into the warm blanket, Lucifer found that his lover's body was too hot, touched Yawei's forehead, and it was also hot. After that, he found that the other person's eyes were closed tightly, his cheeks were flushed, and his breathing was white, which was very different from the temperature outside.

It's hot as an oven.

It's still the kind that won't snort when it boils.

"Yahweh, wake up." Lucifer knew that it was Yahweh's physique that was at work again. The other party could purify the darkness, but could not contain it. But Lucifer is the lord of hell, a veritable Satan, whether it is saliva or semen/fluid, it has pure power of darkness.

Not even a little bit of darkness.

Yahweh's body is so extreme that even Lucifer is puzzled. Does Seraphim's physique have such a strong repulsive force?

Yawei babbled vaguely in his sleep: "Stomach hurts."

Lucifer's palm rubbed his abdomen for him, the soft and flat abdominal muscles made him fully understand that Yawei basically didn't exercise much.

The temperature on Yahweh's body continued to rise, but on the contrary, Yahweh felt extremely cold, as if walking naked/naked in a world of ice and snow.

This feeling——

He experienced it, in that long and hopeless chaotic period.

Every time the chaotic darkness suppresses the light domain, his weak divine fire will flicker and be close to extinguishing.

The coldness accompanied him.

Yahweh kept rubbing in Lucifer's arms, with his legs sandwiching Lucifer's thighs, almost hooking Lucifer's fire. However, the appearance of Yawei's focus on absorbing the temperature was too obvious, which made Lucifer a little distressed. He didn't care what it was like to hold a stove, so he wrapped the quilt tightly, and lit the decorative and exquisite stove in the house with flame magic.

The fire burns, warming the room.

"Yahweh."

Lucifer kept wiping his forehead, and the sweat oozed out of the skin on his forehead, turning into fine ice scum.

He held Yahweh's lips, trying to absorb the power of darkness in the opponent's body, Yahweh's tongue resisted him, preventing Lucifer's power from flowing into his body.

The snowflakes outside are getting bigger and bigger, covering the sea of ​​flowers, a vast expanse of whiteness.

There was also a creaking sound from the roof of the house, snowflakes were rustling, and there was a chill in the air. Yawei sat sleepily wrapped in a quilt by the stove, his silver hair covered the carpet around him, and even his bare feet were carefully wrapped in a snow-white fur by Lucifer, not daring to let him catch the cold.

Because Yawei didn't want to go out at all to enjoy the snow scenery, Lucifer had no choice but to go to the hot spring to get water, and then made a big bathtub for Yawei.

In the room, the water in the tub was bubbling and steaming.

Yahweh does not want to lose his bedding, he is pampered in his bones, he is willing to suffer, and he is fighting against Lucifer.

"I'll take a shower later."

"The body will be warm after taking a bath."

"Uncomfortable, cold."

"Hey, I'll hold you, I promise you won't be cold."

How could the quilt be able to withstand the tugging and tugging of two big men, and it was torn to pieces, exposing Yahweh's body.

Before Yawei shouted cold, Lucifer quickly hugged him, took off his clothes, and stepped into the bathtub together, letting Yawei bathe in warm water for the first time. Yawei shuddered, his whole body shrank into the water, only his head was exposed, and his silver hair floated all over the water like moonlight.

Lucifer has achieved his goal, so he can do whatever he wants.

Smearing some body-cleaning spices on his fingers, he carefully washed Yahweh's body, including some places that Yahweh refused to let him touch.

Yawei's resistance was futile, and he stiffly experienced the feeling of hot water flowing with his fingers entering his body.

As the white turbidity continues to flow out——

Yawei fully understands who made him suffer so much!

Lucifer cleaned up Yawei's body, touched everything that should be touched, and got a cold face from his lover by the way.

The bed has been rearranged, and the bedding has been replaced with new ones. Yawei fell asleep on his side facing the wall, refusing to face Lucifer. Lucifer sat on the edge of the bed with no clothes on, water drops kept falling, he wiped his ink-like black hair with a dry towel, and then sighed quietly, "There is no reward for kindness."

Yawei quickly turned his head and glared at him with golden pupils.

"Are you feeling better?"

Unmoved by his annoyance, Lucifer leaned to his side, embracing Yawei who was afraid of the cold in the quilt.

Yahweh snorted.

It's too late to please him now!

Lucifer seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled, the scenery with brows and eyes could take away the breath of any living being. During Yahweh's unilateral cold war, Lucifer hooked his silver hair with his fingertips, and lay down on the bed, with smooth and charming lines on his back. The wings of the fallen angel appeared at some time, covering Lucifer under the wings and Yahweh.

The twelve black wings are extremely beautiful, and the feather tips are curved inwards into an arc, which seems to be a blessing and a gentle comfort.

Yahweh buried his head even deeper.

Lucifer teased him with great interest: "Yawei, my stomach hurts so much, I'm pregnant."

Yawei said blankly: "Don't worry, I have many bottles of contraceptive pills."

Lucifer: "..."

When did the heavens produce contraceptives?

He pushed up, hugged Yawei, and coaxed: "Don't drink any more, if you are really pregnant, you will come to **** to give birth, and I will protect you."

Yahweh can't understand his arrogance, "What if God doesn't let me live?"

Hearing this, Lucifer blinked his cold and dark pupils, scraped his cheeks with his fingers, and said with a chuckle: "It's okay, I will **** you to **** and be my queen, I From now on, I will only spoil you as an angel."

In an instant, Yawei's heart beat faster.

Grab?

Can you grab it? Lucy.