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Reincarnated into a Hell Hound - BL/Yaoi

Once I woke up I discovered that my limbs ended in paws, and that my ears could move about, for my new form is that of a dog! But not only that, I soon realize that there is nothing simple in this new world full of magic, for my true species is that of a hell hound, a creature made of fire and shadow that could stir fear at those who dared approach! Or well… the definition of being scary looking is at least suitable for me, proud and powerful as I’m, as for my brother… sigh, what can I say at such dumb creature who loves chewing at my ears?! Not only do I have to survive in this strange world with this strange body, but have to keep my brother out of trouble! At least, for better or for worse, we won’t be alone for long after crossing the path of two clingy elves and- no, wait, hold on, where do you think those hands are? Stop touching my brother you pervert elf! Come back here! And you, stop touching me too, let me teach them a lesson oi! Sigh, I’m surrounded by troublesome guys! …Well, at least they are to die for…no, I mean, scram! ~~~~~ ML: You are so cute when you are angry. MC: C-c-c-cute?! I’ll show you how cute I’m! I’ll bite your ankles! ML: But I have made food for you… MC:… MC:Ok, I can beat you later, but why is your hand on my tail oi?! ML:*chuckles* ~~Warning~~ Mature content, including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. ~~~~~ Thank you and I hope you enjoy it! *wink wink* ۹(ÒہÓ)۶

VCris · LGBT+
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155 Chs

Chapter Eighty-Five

POV:Leonel

That night we sleep on the same bed, hugging, knowing that we would not see the other for a while, enjoying each other's company, the unspeakable danger we were under not coming to words but in a caring act that I don't think my little hound even realized it.

I watch him sleep before relaxing myself, his caramel sunburned skin, his long black eyelashes, the way his chest rises softly with every breath, how his ears would move at the smallest breeze, how his body fits mine perfectly, how warm is to hug him.

Goodness, how much I love him.

As I close my eyes that night, I think how ironic it is that most of my memories with him where lost in the echo of time; all equally precious to me as the ones right now.