Swallowed Star Translation 소설 & 이야기

Jayden chuckled too. Jayden choked on his chili sauce and coughed after laughing too much at Ivanka. "Taste it!" Nara sneered.

Swish… Long Chen, who had been inside the Star Tower, found himself in a place resembling outer space. Every world and planet there was no bigger than the palm of his hand. He could also see various living creatures inside those planets going about their daily activities. Long Chen truly didn’t understand what was happening in this Star Tower—what was the meaning of everything here? Before Long Chen, there was a massive meteor that seemed to be heading toward one of the planets. Long Chen watched the meteor’s movement—slowly, slowly—and as it neared the planet, its speed increased. Though not extremely fast, Long Chen could clearly see the living creatures on the planet looking terrified. Th

His lips parted, about to speak when I raised a hand and stopped him. “I already know your name is Astraeus,” I said, swallowing. "And you've already told me that you are some sort of…‘star-drowned’.” He blinked, then gave me a short nod. “Now, I want you to tell me what the hell that actually even means? What's a star-drowned? And who really are you?” “Hmm," he grunted as he looked back into the fire. “I come from a world far older than yours, one your languages cannot explain. Our ancient dominion crossed boundaries your scientists deem impossible.” He turned to me. "We built our society upon the stars themselves.”

The king couldn't see clearly and launched his powers wrongly to the ground. "Die you little thing." The king said aloud as he struggled to see clearly. Star whispered some words from her mouth, invoking a heavy breeze to cloud him, he got stock in the middle of the breeze and the darkness that clouded him. Star quickly drew a circle on the ground and controlled the breeze and darkness that was covering him and threw him into the circle she drew with her powers. "Noo!" The king screamed aloud as the circle swallowed him to death. "It is your turn to die today old man and not me." Star said to herself as she watched the king of the west swallowed by the circle. Star crossed towards the last b

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> I obey, opening as wide as I can, my tongue extended like I'm waiting for communion. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3" He gathers saliva in his mouth and lets it drip slowly onto my tongue — a long, thick string of spit that pools in my mouth while I hold still, not swallowing, not closing, just accepting his degradation. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Swallow." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> I swallow. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Good whore." He pats my cheek almost affectionately. "Now let's get you ready for your penance."

"Swallow. Like you're eating it." I hesitated-was he serious? But the pressure on my head didn't relent. I swallowed. And instantly regretted it. The second my throat muscles contracted, the gag reflex hit like a freight train. My body spasmed, lurching forward. Tears blurred my vision. My throat convulsed violently around his cock, squeezing him with a raw, desperate tightness. "Fuck-yes..." he hissed, hips jerking forward slightly. "That's it. Your throat... fuck, it's perfect. Sucking me in like it's made for this."

She swallowed. Holy shit.

Ted's expression darkened. Under my horrified gaze, he grabbed the fork, speared a tortellini, and held it to my lips. "Here, babe. Open your mouth." I opened my mouth mechanically. The chewy meat filling and the springy pasta shell rolled around in my mouth, and a burst of rich juice exploded in my mouth. This should've been one of life's greatest pleasures, but right now, it felt like the delicious morsel was stuck in my throat. I couldn't swallow it no matter how hard I tried. It was as if the pork filling had grown tiny little hooks that were now caught in my throat.

She cracked open the wax seal to read it… The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. Ariadne threw the paper away from her in horror.

"Who is it?" "Go to hell, bitch." I reach into my pocket again. This time, I pull out a small glass vial. Inside, suspended in a clear solution, is a sliver of raw star-metal. "Do you know what this is?" I ask, holding it in front of the prisoner’s face. His eyes widen. He knows. Every mage-trained operative knows. "Star metal is hungry," I whisper. "It holds intention. It wants to be filled. It only takes a tiny little spell to make it gobble up whatever it’s been told to."