DON'T SPEND BLOOD MONEY
Author: Liam Michael
last update2025-02-13 11:46:29

The doctors looked terrified and Alvin couldn't help but smile under his mask. For the first time in his life he realized that he was a sadist. That's right, the look of terror on their faces sent a rush of adrenaline down his spine whenever he looked at them. He was thoroughly enjoying their distress. In fact, their fear was a drug which he fed on.

Alvin twisted his neck to the left and right, with a smirk lighting up a corner of his lips visible beneath the black mask.

“You have quite the
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  • Aurelio

    By the time Alvin settled the child down, his eyes were tired and exhausted. Murong Wuque had washed the dirty clothes and sheets, scrubbed the bathroom till it sparkled, and wiped every inch of the room. Alvin only changed diapers, bathed the child, and fed him. Yet he seemed like he fought an incredibly exhausting battle. He looked even more tired now that he was rocking the child and singing lullabies. Murong Wuque gazed at him from where he was setting up a table for breakfast. As cultivators, they had no need for food. But eating was a habit Alvin had formed over the years, and like every other thing, Murong Wuque picked it up too. Eating was a good treat for the palette. He moved silently towards Alvin, and stood behind him. “Your son is truly troublesome.” Alvin smiled dotingly and kissed the tiny bundle in his arms. “He's not. He's a good kid.” Murong Wuque looked at the liquid on the baby's lips. “Still that same concentrate?” Alvin sighed. “I know right? Taking imm

  • This bond is terrifying

    “An Kai, it's too painful, but I don't want it to stop.” Murong Wuque muttered, pale faced, his lips going white. Alvin was terrified to say the least. What was this? He only wanted to get fucked, not become another person’s appendage. He felt it again. Dissolution of self. He no longer knew where Murong Wuque stopped and he began. The light fused into their bodies, and Murong Wuque collapsed against him, sweat soaking their thick bedsheets. Murong Wuque seemed to have it way worse than Alvin. When he looked at Alvin now, his eyes are filled with longing, like a pet wanting to rub against its master. Alvin gasped. “Wuque, is it over?” Murong Wuque shook his head. “If it's really that, the seal will only be completed after the third knotting.” “I don't want it. I can't survive it.” Murong Wuque’s eyes clouded with hurt, and he leaned up on his elbow. “Why? You don't want me? Were you planning to leave me after taking what you wanted?” Alvin looked at him, eyes wide with

  • Transcendent bond

    The baby was awake. Alvin’s instinct was to push Murong Wuque away and rush to the little one holding a noisy marathon. But unexpectedly, he couldn't move an inch. He frowned and shoved Murong Wuque harder. He still didn't budge. Alvin hissed in irritation. “Move your ass, the kid is crying.”Murong Wuque had a pained expression on his face, his breath coming in short scattered pants. “I also want to move…but…”Alvin frowned at the lame excuse. Then it hit him. Another wave of pleasure spread from his spine, and he gasped. A mysterious force kept him pinned to the bed, unable to move. Murong Wuque's skin seemed glued to him. He looked at Murong Wuque, and his eyes formed a vortex, sucking Alvin's consciousness in. This time, Alvin found himself inside Murong Wuque's spiritual consciousness. “Where is this place? So beautiful.” He whispered. The noise outside faded, and he could only hear the sound of rushing water. The area was dense with spiritual energy, and the sea there was

  • Soul-gasm

    Alvin went breathless, his fist tightened on the sheets, his lips slightly apart. His thighs spasmed. This was even stronger than his climax earlier. His core throbbed, warm current flowing through him. His lips parted in a silent scream, his mind going blank. All he could hear and taste was Murong Wuque. As for his eyes, he saw nothing, except stars, which seemed to have been formed from flickers of Murong Wuque’s energy. Murong Wuque above him was having it worse. His normally expressionless face had a blissful lost look. His face was red, his body quivering, nails digging into Alvin's thighs. His teeth clamped down on his tongue, doing his best to maintain control. Even the ‘desire is void’ chant didn't help him maintain rationality, his normally calm, in-control self was struggling to give up the reins. He barely made it two seconds earlier when he climaxed, now he was fighting a losing battle with pleasure. The tingling warmth began at his lower belly, near his energy core,

  • soul tie.

    Murong Wuque grabbed Alvin's arms, twisting it behind him. With a slight movement of Iceman's knee, Alvin found his face flattened against the glass. Iceman adjusted his hold, pinning the arms above Alvin's head. Then he grounded into him, letting Alvin feel the entire hard length against his ass. “Wuque, stop. That's…” “Stop what? I gave you your chance. Lots of chances to make your move or back out. You didn't appreciate it.” He snarled into Alvin's ears. “Am I a joke to you? Are you playing with me? Who do you think you are? What do you think we are?” “Wuque wait…” Alvin groaned. The pain of being pinned like that wasn't half as bad as the humiliating feeling of being beneath another. With one hand, Murong Wuque switched off the tap, and the other grabbed Alvin. Alvin gasped in shock, watching himself get carried bridal style with just one arm. He couldn't believe it. He was eighty kilograms, and his bone mass was way more than that due to his physique training techniq

  • weapon of mass destruction

    Alvin pounced on him like a starving wolf, and grabbed his silver hair, tugging it backwards with vicious force. “You asked for this. Bear the consequences of your actions.” His lips found Murong Wuque's neck, sucking, nibbling, like he was owed a ton of debts, like he wanted to devour him whole. His other hand cupped Murong Wuque's face, holding him in place for his assaults. He moved upwards, capturing Murong Wuque's ears in a wet kiss. A gasp escaped Murong Wuque's lips, and he shivered. Alvin smirked against his ears and traced small kisses from his ear, up to his defined jawline, and finally his lips. This kiss was unlike any they've ever shared before. This was hot, consuming. He needed it more than his next breath. Like he would die if he failed to get what he wanted. This was too much for him. He needed him, needed this. He bit down on Murong Wuque's lips, drawing blood, but he didn't stop. Instead he sucked in the blood like a vampire. This was no longer just a

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