The Great War Against Greece
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Time: 2007-10-2211:28:00 Words: 5670

Fortunately, that person wasn't just talking nicely. The room was really not bad. It was spacious, with stone pillars in the room. It had all the necessary bathing equipment. After a busy day yesterday, I was covered in blood and sweat. When I saw the bath, I almost cried tears of joy. I rushed over to check the water temperature. It was just right. Without thinking, I took off my clothes and jumped in.

She leaned against the marble edge of the spacious bathtub and felt uncomfortable. She sighed in satisfaction. It was heaven on earth. It was really great to be able to take a bath!

After washing off the blood on my body, I fumbled around to drain the dirty water and then clean the hot water. Just as I drained the water, the bathroom door opened and Achilles walked in.

I was so scared that I screamed and opened the door. The water valve failed and the hot water ran all over the room. I couldn't stop it. I got up and ran out." I'm going to find the shop assistant. This thing is broken."”

She ran to the door and wanted to slip past him, but she was still caught.

He didn't say anything and pressed me to the ground. I grimaced in pain. The wound on my back must have opened up. I begged weakly," No!”

Achilles still didn't speak. The intense kiss seemed to burn my skin. I looked up at the hazy fog in the bathroom and said coldly,"If you force me, I can't resist. If this can satisfy you, I don't mind.”

As expected, Achilles stopped. His clothes were half-removed, and his chest was red and seductive. His hazy eyes were misty as he looked at me and asked hoarsely,"Why, Patroclus, what's wrong with you?”

My chest hurt and I suddenly couldn't speak. What happened to me?

What about me?

How should I answer?

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth." Because I don't love you, Achilles. I can't love someone I don't love anymore. I hope you can understand this. Forget everything in the past. Let's be friends."”

"Alright." I didn't expect him to agree so readily. He let go of me and stood up. I took a deep breath and stood up as well. Looking at his back as he tidied up his clothes, I felt lonely and sad. I placed my hand on his shoulder and said in a low voice,"I'm sorry."

Achilles 'body trembled. He lowered his hand and did not speak for a long time.

The hot water in the bathroom was getting more and more hot, and the smoke was lingering. Gradually, the person opposite him could not be seen clearly. Even if he was just one step away from disappearing from her eyes, only the touch of her hand was still real. It was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was going to burn her skin.

"When did you stop loving me?”Achilles asked in a low voice. I shook my head. I could only lie to him. This was the last time, the last time I would lie like this. I was sorry. He said,"I don't know. Love is a very subtle thing. When it appears and when it disappears, it can't be-"

Achilles suddenly turned around, raised his hand, and punched his face. I clearly heard the sound of my nose breaking. It was subtle and very clear. He pounced over and forced me into a corner. My nose bled all over the ground. I was so afraid that I shook my head repeatedly, but I could only retreat.

The smoke was so thick that I couldn't see his expression clearly. The hot steam formed droplets of water on his face and body, and the sound of water in the bathroom gradually died down. I heard him say," But I love you, Patroclus. Didn't you follow me to the island of Skuros and the battlefield because you loved me? What changed you?”

I was speechless. I looked at him silently, letting him grab my hand and fix it to the wall. I let him lean over and kiss me. So much sadness poured out, just like the liquid flowing in the bathroom.

He licked the blood on my lips. It was as sweet as nectar. He smiled and straightened my body. His hands were firmly tied to the wall. I tilted my head, and my chestnut-colored short hair stuck to my face. My thoughts stopped, and I let him do whatever he wanted. I didn't want to resist because I didn't want to see him sad. When I opened my eyes and saw his blue eyes, they were burning with lust and were moist and alluring. This should be a vast world.

When he let go of me and lowered his head to grab the two cherry blossoms on my chest, my body immediately reacted. After all, this wasn't my body. Its sensitivity wasn't something I could control. She couldn't help but raise her head to meet him, grabbing his robe tightly and tearing it piece by piece.

I tried my best to control my thoughts at this moment and not think about anything.

I don't want to--~~

I don't want to--~

Everything was empty. I couldn't let it stay in my memory, because my memory was filled with thoughts of Pierre. I couldn't squeeze out any more space.

As he flirted wildly, I happily bent my body to cater to him. He held my clone, sometimes hard and sometimes soft, sometimes torturing and sometimes satisfied.

I gritted my teeth and suppressed the disgust in my heart. I hated this kind of human animal-like desire. I opened my mouth and groaned. Perhaps this could cover up the collapse in a certain part of my heart.

Achilles leaned over to stop my doppelganger. I froze and looked up at him. Did he do this for Patroclus?

That was my sin, my fault. I had this body, and at the same time, I deprived him of his feelings. I closed my eyes and raised my head, spreading my arms, letting my lust vent out. I moaned loudly until he stepped forward.

"It hurts!"

I suddenly stopped and got up in pain. He held my waist. He panted and looked up at me. The water droplets fell and the temperature in the room gradually dropped. I saw his strong body, pieces of muscles, smooth back, and seductive red spread on his chest. I suddenly felt fear. What am I doing? Should I tempt him or completely degenerate? Must I use this method to repay what I owe him?

It's not like that!

No!

No!

I shook my head and struggled to retreat, wanting him to retreat. Achilles hugged me and got up, but he was still only halfway in. I curled up in his chest, convulsing in pain and shivering. My whole body was cold. He panted in my ear and asked,"Tell me, why did you jump down when you saw a group of whales appear in the sky yesterday? When I was attacked, why did I charge forward without caring about my safety? I could have just ignored it, so why did I do that?”

I was stunned. The situation was urgent at that time, so I didn't think so much. Everything I did was just instinct, wasn't it?

It was an instinctive reaction. He was good to me, so I should repay him. I don't want him to die, can't I?

Her heart slowly turned cold, sinking with the gradually cooling mist floating in the air.

"Get out!" I raised my head and pushed him hard. This was the first time I spoke in such a cold tone. There was no emotion or emotion.

I couldn't answer him then because I didn't know. I didn't want to answer him now either. My fingers were cold as I stroked Achilles 'chest."You, get out!"

Achilles buried his head in my neck and laughed. He laughed mockingly and exerted force in his hand.

A piercing pain pierced through my body. I raised my head and screamed," Ah!" The water droplets on her hair flew into the air and slowly fell to the ground, shattering silently.

Warm liquid flowed out of my body, and my vision became blurry. I could only feel Achilles moving wildly in my body, constantly asking for it. I followed his movements like a paper kite, and because I used too much force, it shattered.

I pinched my palm hard, and cold liquid slid down from it. My mind cleared bit by bit. I looked up and saw Achilles 'eyes burning with lust. They were so beautiful, so flirtatious, and so radiant. So I smiled and slowly climbed up his back.

Achilles looked at my smile in realization. It was so satisfied yet so sad. He panted heavily and finally closed his eyes. He increased his movements even more crazily.

There was only pain below me. It was heart-wrenching, tearing my soul apart, crushing my self-esteem into ashes in my hands!

Under his actions, my hand paused for a moment before trembling as I climbed up. Finally, I grabbed his hair. The smile on my lips changed, and coldness seeped out like a blade. It spread and froze my face. There was only emptiness in my eyes. I increased my strength and pulled his hair, forcing him to look up and stop. I didn't let him come out. I only smiled and said,"I don't love you, Achilles!"

Achilles gave me a backhand slap. I tilted my head. When I turned around, half of my face was swollen and my ears were buzzing. I laughed. If I walked out like this, others would definitely think I was a ghost. I really couldn't face anyone.

Her hair was grabbed fiercely and she was pressed against his chest." It doesn't matter if I love you or not. No one can resist me! Patroclus, remember!"

After saying that, he flipped me over and threw me on the floor. He dived into my body again. I lay on the ground and clenched my fists.

I didn't know when it ended. My mind was unclear, but I didn't faint because I had to remember this moment!

When she was carried out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, she heard Aneas knocking on the door outside." Patroclus, Patroclus, are you there? I bought some dessert for supper. Do you want to eat?"”

Achilles stood at the door and watched quietly. Aneas pushed the door and said,""The door isn't locked. I'm in. What are you doing? The door wasn't locked, how careless of me-"

In the evening, the blood-red setting sun set against the background. I saw a black-haired young man standing stiffly at the door, his face pale. The leaf that wrapped the food in his hand fell to the ground. Achilles did not move and looked at him expressionlessly. As for me, I did not know what my expression was. Perhaps he couldn't see anything because his face was swollen.

"You, you…" Aneas was trembling violently. No matter how stupid he was, he should have understood what was going on when he saw Achilles naked and me covered in blood. I didn't close my eyes and looked into his eyes quietly."I'm sorry." He turned around and closed the door.

Achilles smiled and hugged me." No one will dare to spy on you anymore, Patroclus.”

I closed my eyes. Although the blood in my body had been cleaned up, the bleeding had not stopped. It had already soaked the clothes wrapped around my face. I suddenly thought to myself in amusement that I might die from excessive bleeding.

Achilles treated the wound below for me and then fixed the bridge of my nose. I didn't understand why he was so skilled and could even avoid hurting the wound. After he applied the ointment to reduce swelling on my face, I gradually couldn't resist the dizziness. When my eyelids fell, I saw his back as he turned around to leave.

It was a very long dream. In the dream, Pierre was hugging my photo and crying in a corner. Why did fate play such a trick on me? Wouldn't it be better to let me die completely? Why must we suffer the torture of missing each other for thousands of years?

I turned over and sat up. The wound under me was affected, and I gasped in pain. It took me a long time to catch my breath. I lowered my head, and my pajamas were drenched in sweat. In the darkness, I reached out to touch the blanket under me. It was as soft as a sponge. I counted the plaids on it over and over again. They were too small, but I counted them patiently. One, two, three, four...

Every time I counted, a small ball of fire would burst out of my heart. It was faint and the more it burned, the colder it became. I looked at the window. The moonlight was bright and silver. It was very beautiful and pure.

He heard a loud noise at the door and turned his head to look. A black shadow was struggling and twisting.

I tried to get up and paused. It was very painful, but I could endure it. I tied the strap of my sleeping robe and walked to the door. I untied the rope in the burlap pocket. It was indeed a person. His hands were tied in front of his chest and his mouth was gagged. He looked at me with sweat all over his face. A pair of beast-like eyes in the darkness. I really didn't like this kind of untamed gaze.

"Do you want me to let you go?" she asked softly as she squatted in front of him.”

The man nodded vigorously.

I reached out and ruffled his hair. He took good care of himself and said,"You're not an ordinary person. Why were you captured?”

The man shook his head, tears in his eyes.

I laughed and said,"You don't know?"”

He nodded.

"You don't even know why you were caught. You're really muddle-headed.”I smiled and stopped in front of the cloth he used to stuff his mouth. I frowned and asked,"Are you trying to tell me what benefits I will get if I let you go?”

He nodded.

I tilted my head to look at the opposite window. Moonlight streamed down on the floor, moving forward like a shy Myrtle, illuminating the pattern on the floor. I put down my hand and said," The moonlight tonight is very beautiful. I haven't seen such a beautiful and clear moonlight for a long time. It was the same in that distant time and space. Everything was empty. However, tonight is not a good night for me.”

That person looked at me.

I smiled and asked,"Did you hear everything just now?"”

He nodded.

"Sympathize with me?"

He did not nod or shake his head.

"You don't think it matters, right? He's a man anyway. It's not a big deal if he's f * cked, right?”

His body stiffened, and sweat dripped down his face.

I lowered my head and chuckled. I looked up into his eyes, which pointed straight at his soul. There was darkness and fear there."But I hate being forced. I hate it very much! And that person is someone I don't love!”

He looked at me quietly with panic in his eyes. I leaned over and whispered into his ear,"Do you want to know the price for letting you go?”

He turned to look at me with a panicked expression. I stood up and opened the door. Before I left, I said to him,"There's no price to pay. Letting you go won't do me any good.”I think I'm bad enough. It's obviously a piece of cake, but who asked me to watch for free after being eaten clean tonight!

She gathered her pajamas and walked along the empty corridor.

The night was as cold as water, the wind was like a complaint, the moonlight was bleak, the clouds were rising and falling, and the stars were far away. I stood at the window of the corridor on the top floor of this hotel, leaning against the huge Greek-style pillar. My body was extremely weak, and waves of pain tore at me. Cold sweat drenched my clothes, but I didn't want to go back. I didn't want to enter that room again. It seemed that my shameless moans were still echoing inside.

The faint fragrance of hyacinths floated to the tip of my nose. It took me a long time to notice it. I turned my head and saw a man in black standing three or four windows away. Even though he was standing quietly, he still looked sideways. His faint majesty was irresistible.

Perhaps he felt my gaze, so he turned his head and looked into my eyes. He smiled quietly. He suddenly looked like Meng Youtan who bloomed in the deepest part of the quiet night. He was beautiful beyond measure. His flowing black hair brushed his face, and his dreamy dark eyes. When I noticed that he was slowly walking over, I found that his light footsteps were as delicate as a lotus flower.

I wanted to get up, but I couldn't do so. I could only lazily watch him come in front of me. The refreshing wind blew my hair, and I brushed away the entanglements on my face. I smiled at him, and something in my heart actually shattered like glass. It was something that had been tense since Achilles entered my body. I could clearly hear it cracking open, and the fine cracks on the tree roots spread irreparably.”It shattered into pieces.

Glass like tears slid down my face. I reached out to wipe them away. I cried. I actually cried like a woman because of this. Hehe, how ironic!

" You-" He looked at me in confusion as I swayed my body and stood straight to the window. I looked up at the night sky, my tears drying in the wind.

"Héctor, don't go near him!”Aneas 'angry words broke the silence of the night. I turned my head around at the same time as Héctor. Aneas walked over in a black robe. His hair was messy, indicating his bad mood. The corners of my mouth curled up slightly as I calmly faced him.

Aneas walked over. A trace of shyness and embarrassment flashed in his bright eyes, but it was immediately destroyed by a beam of light. He hugged me tightly and said,"Your injuries are very serious. Are you better?”

A dry voice sounded in the bottom of my heart. I buried my head in his chest and weakly lowered my hand. He gently stroked my hair and did not say a word.

I was a little annoyed. I looked up at him and said,"It's fine. But for you, won't this shock you too much?”

Aneas smiled bitterly." That's not the point," he said."”Suddenly, he thought of something and turned around to say solemnly," Don't get close to him with ulterior motives. I will never change my mind. Give up, or else..." He laughed coldly and lowered his head to look at me."It will backfire."

Apparently, he was shocked. He looked at him in disbelief and asked with a cold face,""Are you threatening me?"

Aneas smiled brightly and shook his head.""I wouldn't dare. You know the strength of my men, so don't force me.”

"Humph! You? Aneas, don't be too naive. If the current forces of Troy really attack Mount Ida, they will raze everything that your father has worked so hard for decades to the ground.”The words that were spoken with a faint smile on his face were elegant, calm, quiet, and elegant, but each of his words was threatening and authoritative.

Aneas did not show any weakness and looked at him with a smile.

I lay on Aenias 'chest and felt sleepy. I swayed and yawned, then pulled his clothes tightly. I buried my head in my chest and fell asleep. If you want to fight, go somewhere else. Don't disturb my sleep.

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