I Took the Paladin Leader Home and Became an X Slave.

Short sweet story, focusing on beauty and strength, young man attacking bisexuality, big girl with black skin, poor height and body shape, simply feeding myself rations, cutting off my legs to eat a bite of rice In the monster crusade three years ago, the Holy Church was defeated. On a deserted battlefield with ruins and flames, a dark elf boy living in seclusion in the Elf Forest walked barefoot through the scorched earth spread with bloodstains. The young man was beautiful and handsome. He looked down at the dying paladin captain with his curved violet eyes, and then said loudly. "You are about to die. I will save you. I need a slave. Do you want to go back with me? If you don't say anything, you agree." The paladin commander Anderu adhered to the doctrine all his life, but became a prisoner of the dark elves during the crusade. He was dragged back to the devil's lair for three years. Days and nights for three years, the rich turbidity and the boy's bad voice were in his ears. He responded to the pain of being captured and the lost late night with silence. This body was also well played by him. Most of the time, only the corners of his lips were still stubbornly pursed, and he rarely spoke. He used to hate him. Later I just hated him for being too noisy. The dark elf is a hybrid of a demon and a succubus. He is a beautiful and handsome young boy who lives in the forest. He has a clear and evil personality. His answer is justified. "I am ****ing with you just to fill my stomach. I want to survive my childhood!" ... Words that are shameless. He would always bury himself in his arms after tormenting him badly, asking strange questions, stubborn and naive, beautiful and divided. "Are you afraid of the dark?" "Why do you think the sun is shining?" "What is the human world like?" ... Very noisy. Occasionally, when Andre was lost in thought, on a sticky and humid night, his fingertips would gently curl around the end of his hair, and he would kiss the corner of his lips and think. …It's noisy and annoying. "Do you hate me?" He was asking unintelligible questions again. "... Not annoying." Andelu was silent for a long time and could only say this. —— He has many problems. He asked Andro why he kissed his pointed ears, and asked if Andro had any family or friends? Ask him various questions—— Andre said, "Yes." But he lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled tightly, and he swallowed the blood-foamed answer, "... They are all dead." Died in the crusade, died in the fighting, died many years ago—— But the dark elf was leaning close to his ear, interrupting his thoughts that made his heart ache, "Then I'm the only one left now." "Are you happy? At least you still have me, your enemy, master, husband, and friend." His fingertips circled his Adam's apple, ambiguously and like he was having fun, "... And XX, it's all me." ... He said shameless words again. Andre just closed his eyes. The dark elf's body fluids slowly flowed out, sticking them together like a chain. His breath hit the side of his neck, with the sweetness and softness afterward—— Is this a friend? He reached out and held the back of the boy's head, pushing the head that always spouted bad words into his chest. ... Whatever his stupid questions are. But the young man just bit his collarbone as if to supplement it. The dark elf's voice was soft and hoarse, and he whispered softly, "You are mine too." His enemies, husband, slaves, dogs... Friends, all of them. Also Andre. He said, "You are my friend too." All included. "…And all." The almost coquettish "everything" was as light as a whisper, but it was deeper and more painful than the mark of any contract. "... Hmm." He responded in a low voice, his rough palm covering the back of the dark elf's head, and his fingertips unconsciously ran through the soft silver-purple hair. Three years. There were too many unbearable and passionate relationships entangled between them - bad demons and prisoners, masters and slaves, invaders and defiled paladin... But at this moment, Tide Chao curled up in his arms and gave him a definition he had never thought of in the most innocent and bad tone. All. ——How ridiculous and so natural. —— He really has a lot of problems. Probably just because he lives in the deepest depths of the Elf Forest and has little contact with the outside world. He asked. "Do you like me?" Andre looked down at the dark elf in his arms in shock - the demon elf's purple eyes were wet, and its pointed ears were slightly drooped, as if it was really waiting for an answer. The young man's fingertips still had a sweet and sticky taste, and he was unconsciously tugging on his clothes. Wet eyes, soft and beautiful expression, handsome and noble face. But the knight commander knew better than anyone what kind of evil nature was hidden under this well-behaved appearance. The paladin lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time. Like it? He was imprisoned, played with, and tamed by Tide, his body was developed to the extreme, and his dignity was crushed into mud. But this little devil would curl up in his arms late at night, like an insecure cub, burying his face in his neck and sleeping defenselessly... And dependent. My friend, there is only you, everything, ignorance, badness, nature, softness. ... He doesn't understand anything. Just a little devil. ... Albeit a jerk. Andre's hand with clear joints slowly raised, his fingertips brushed against the red eyes of the young demon, his movements were soft, as if he was afraid of breaking something. Finally, he lowered his head and placed his thin lips on the dark elf's forehead, almost gentle and soft. "... Hmm." "I like it." —— Andre used to think about how to find clarity in the chaos of lust and leave his side. Later, I thought about how to forge my soul into the sharpest sword to protect him forever and ever. The paladin captain betrayed his oath to the God of Light and his promise to kill all the monsters. He fell in love with a dark elf like a madman, and he loved him so much that he wished he could disappear into ashes. Mei Gong, a beautiful and evil dark elf boy who has been living in the forest × taciturn and reserved black-skinned paladin leader Attack 173 Tide Tide, long silver-purple hair and violet eyes, looks very bad and bad, but is actually arrogant, ignorant and naive dark elf Received 195 Andre Hohenheim, black hair, green eyes, black skin, scars on face, taciturn, reserved and gentle, loyal dog and bisexual paladin leader Although she is bisexual, she has no children and is unable to have children because she was injured. She is loved so much that she does not want to have children to share her love. Being favored, attacking and loving, running in both directions, beautiful and strong, young, strong, miner, double c, wearing a color coat but turning on the light, in fact, she is a sweet cookie that has been in love for a long time. Purpose: Love grows over time