Despair, Life and Death

(The second installment, three thousand words. Sixue asks for your support. Thank you, everyone.)

Er Dongsheng felt awkward beyond belief. His legs clamped tightly around the little vine that had attacked him, while beneath them it bared its teeth, flailed, and twisted, trying to turn around and bite him!

"Damn it! Like hell I'm letting you bite me. If you did..."

It was an awkward position. His inner thighs were clamped around the little eye's neck. If he relaxed even slightly, it would take a bite out of his most vital part!

He looked at those tiny teeth, so close he could almost touch them, and shuddered. Just a little closer. Just that little bit...

"For the sake of my future happiness, you'd better stay right where you are!"

He grabbed two vines. Around, and around again. Twist you up, wind you around! Let's see if I can't tie you to death!

He looked at the huge ball of tangled vines in his hands. The two little vines kept writhing, trying to break free and attack him. But he had grown skilled at weaving, and a tangle tied almost into a dead knot would be hard to undo. Very hard!

"And you're joining them!" Keeping the "ball of yarn" under control with one hand, he reached beneath himself with the other and seized the little vine between his legs!

"Around you go. Around again. Get in there!"

How long had it been since he had tied a bow? He almost missed it!

"Awooo!"

The monster went berserk. Even more little vine-tentacles surged toward him!

"Fuck! You really are throwing a gang-up party!"

Er Dongsheng flitted through the air like a little butterfly, darting and dancing, dodging this way and that. Now and then, he lured several little vines into tangling