Bab 102: Okay

In front of him, a few strands of white silver hair fell, with the courtyard behind soaked by the rain.

Ilodyer slowly closed his eyes, and wrapping his arms around the Elven King's back, drawing himself closer to him.

Ilodyer never thought the Elven King to be some devout individual.

To others, he might appear as a benevolent and wise ruler among the elves, but to Ilodyer, he was simply a possessive yet incredibly gentle lover.

His taste lingered in his mouth. This man was audacious in his explorations, probing everywhere - teeth, gums, cheek walls - leaving no area untouched, even causing Ilodyer to feel a sense of suffocation.

It's truly incredible.

Even in his past life, he never imagined having such a relationship with his father, even though he was just an adoptive father.

If this bond had to be labeled with a time frame, he hoped it would last for ten thousand years.