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Neuvillette felt strange when he woke up. He pulled the blanket off his body, welcoming the cool air against his overheated skin. He was so… agitated. No, that wasn’t quite right. Wound up would be more accurate. He rubbed his wrist over his neck and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, the friction against his scent glands feeling unnaturally gratifying. “Zhongli,” he muttered, reaching for his mate with his other hand.
“Mn.” Zhongli rolled over to face him. His eyes went from tired to alert within a heartbeat. He placed a cool hand on Neuvillette’s cheek. “How are you feeling?”
“…I don’t know. Strange.” Neuvillette tilted his head to look at him, immediately consumed by the need to be closer. He buried his head in Zhongli’s neck and nipped at him, tasting the salt on his skin. “Do you think this is the heat?”
Zhongli tugged at Neuvillette’s hair to make him look up. The corners of his lips twitched into a smile. “Most definitely… Just look at you…” He leaned down and surprised him with a kiss that was all teeth and desire.
Neuvillette growled into the kiss. Zhongli’s hands were working wonders, his closeness all but erasing his strange unease. He parted his lips, offering up his mouth for a deeper kiss, desperate to feel every part of Zhongli he could reach. Zhongli took the invitation, though so slowly that it stirred Neuvillette’s impatience and made him whine. Only once Zhongli grabbed Neuvillette’s thigh and pulled it across his waist, making their naked bodies slot together perfectly, did Neuvillette feel like he was barely close enough. Zhongli’s tail slithered across his hip and twisted around his own, all while Zhongli was licking into his mouth with his long, slick tongue.
Realization hit Neuvillette. He pulled back abruptly, looking down at their entwined bodies. He had a tail. And not just that, but his skin shimmered with blue scales. He must have taken his hybrid form during his sleep. How was that even possible?
Zhongli grabbed his chin and turned his head back, forcing him to look into his eyes. Smiling mirthfully, he said, “Our new mating bond is tied to our draconic nature. Our bodies are naturally drawn to their draconic forms now that we’re entering our heat.” His tail wound tighter around Neuvillette’s waist. Two majestic horns materialized on Zhongli’s head, glowing in the same color as his eyes. Neuvillette’s eyes widened and a shiver ran through his entire body as more and more draconic features appeared on Zhongli’s face. “Do you like it?”
Neuvillette couldn’t take his eyes off him. Couldn’t take them off the shimmering, golden scales on his face, off the sharp teeth that were revealed by his dangerous smile. He looked ethereal. A whine escaped his throat. Seeing Zhongli like this, an unspeakable urge took hold of him. He desperately wanted to lie at his feet and beg him for his touch.
He didn’t have to beg. Zhongli rolled on top of him and pinned him down with his weight, all on his own. Neuvillette parted his legs instinctively, making room where he needed Zhongli to take his rightful place. Zhongli’s skin against his own felt good, and he wanted more of it, wanted to touch him and feel him everywhere. He curled his arms and legs around him, pulling him in close, making it impossible for him to escape his embrace. Like this, he could rut his painfully hard cock against Zhongli’s hips, finding some relief in the friction.
“I’ll take care of you properly if you let go,” Zhongli rumbled in his ear. “I promise.”
Neuvillette winced. He wanted Zhongli to take care of him, but stopping felt impossible.
“Come now, let me…” Zhongli coaxed while nipping at his jaw.
Neuvillette was so close. He could come like this, just by rubbing himself against the man that occupied his every thought, just by smelling his scent and feeling the heat of his skin. But it would be much better if Zhongli touched him instead…
He gasped and forced himself to let go, a pained growl escaping his throat.
“Good. So good for me… Now let me see something.” One of Zhongli’s hands slid down to the place between his legs. He rubbed two fingers over his perineum, which felt impossibly good. Neuvillette rolled back his eyes, pressing his hips against those fingers to increase the pressure. His eyes flew open when they suddenly slid inside.
Zhongli grinned widely, pushing his fingers deeper inside. Neuvillette released a shuddering moan and tears rolled down his face. He choked on the next breath in. What was happening to him?
Zhongli licked across Neuvillette’s lips and bit the tip of his nose, letting his fingers slide in even further before pulling them back out. Neuvillette felt dizzy from the intense sensation, holding on to Zhongli’s waist as the world blurred before his eyes. “It’s your vent, Neuvillette… This is where I’ll put our eggs. Does it feel good?”
Neuvillette’s tail flopped against the mattress. He couldn’t speak, not with Zhongli’s fingers massaging his insides. The sensation of just his fingers was so intense that it almost felt like Neuvillette would be losing control of his bladder soon if Zhongli didn’t stop. Oceans, he hoped he wouldn’t stop. “Looks like it does. Neuvillette, relax a little, you’re clutching my fingers so tightly.” Neuvillette gasped and nodded, trying his best to let go. “How does this feel?” Zhongli asked as he pressed his fingers upwards, towards Neuvillette’s pubic bone, while slowly pulling out.
Neuvillette's eyelids trembled. An embarrassingly high-pitched moan quivered out of his mouth. “That good?” Zhongli asked, his eyes widening as he observed him. He continued to touch him in the same way, sliding his fingers inside, then pushing up and slowly pulling out. Neuvillette had no idea why that felt as good as it did, but the movement made his whole body weak and tingly, more so with each time Zhongli repeated the movement. The tingly sensation rose higher and higher and he was sure he would come any moment, blood rushing to his head like a tidal wave. He tried his best not to tense up. But instead of the blinding bliss of an orgasm, the tension snapped and ebbed away as something slid out of him.
Something slid out of him? How… how was that… He tried to sit up and take a look, but Zhongli pushed him back down immediately.
“...your ovipositor,” Zhongli whispered as he grabbed it. Neuvillette panted. Oh by the heavens, he was utterly and completely at the mercy of this man’s hands. “Marvelous.” His hand slid up and down his strange new appendage. Apparently, it produced its own lubrication, because the slide of Zhongli’s hand was pleasantly wet and slick. His human cock twitched against his stomach, painting sticky precum onto his skin. “You can come any time if you want.”
Neuvillette closed his eyes and breathed. Zhongli’s touch edged on overstimulation, but it was way too good to ask him to stop. He spread his legs a little further and breathed slowly, feeling very close to a real orgasm already.
Zhongli changed the way he stroked him, letting his fist slide up further to envelop the head of his new cock, squeezing it when he reached the highest point. Then he stopped stroking him altogether and circled the head with his thumb. Neuvillette jerked when Zhongli pressed his thumb into the tip, all his muscles tensing at once.
“Shhhh,” Zhongli whispered. “This is what your ovipositor is meant to do.” He pushed his thumb further in, which caused the ovipositor to feel incredibly hot. “If a whole egg can make its way through here, my thumb should hardly be a challenge, don’t you think?” He sank his entire thumb inside and began massaging the wall of it with the help of his hand. Neuvillette panted underneath him, unable to do anything but surrender to the onslaught of heat and pleasure. He dug his nails into Zhongli’s back and moaned, his orgasm beginning to mount. Zhongli let his finger slide out, and the sensation of something sliding out made him come immediately, his orgasm hitting him with a frightening inevitability. He cried out in pleasure as waves of hot fluid squirted out of his ovipositor.
Zhongli held him as his orgasm ebbed away. Neuvillette felt light-headed. Zhongli chuckled softly. “Taking care of you during this heat will be my greatest pleasure,” he whispered, warmth and desire resounding in his voice.
Neuvillette huffed a laugh. “You don’t seem affected at all… How is that fair?”
“Is this what you believe I conduct myself like when I am unaffected?” He hummed. “I promise you, it is not. But… I suspect it’s different for me. While your heat intensifies your desire to be bred, I feel a strong need to protect and take care of you. And of course to breed you, but at least right now, that part is still manageable.”
Neuvillette nodded. “I see…” He was still in the process of catching his breath. “Now… let me take a look at myself.”
Zhongli reluctantly let go of him and sat at his side, observing him curiously. Neuvillette sat up and looked down at himself, and what he saw made his heart skip a beat.
He had two cocks. His human one, and right below another one, which was blue, long, and much thicker. He reached down and took his new cock in hand—only half surprised to see that the back of his hands shimmered with iridescent white scales. Silvery liquid dripped from the flared tip of his ovipositor, dripping right onto his thigh. When he brushed his fingers over the tip, he shivered from how intense it felt.
He looked at Zhongli. He, too, appeared increasingly draconic, and Neuvillette couldn’t deny how appealing he found his hybrid form. Between Zhongli’s muscular thighs hung two large, erect cocks. His human one, and a particularly large and long ovipositor. Zhongli was a perfect specimen. Even for a dragon, he had to be exceptional. Neuvillette grabbed the bedsheets in his fist, swallowing. “I would really like to have you inside of me,” he said, trying not to sound like he was ready to throw himself at Zhongli if he didn’t fuck him within the next heartbeat.
Blessedly, Zhongli didn’t seem fond of losing time either. He roughly flung Neuvillette on his stomach and laid down on top of him, thrusting his thumb into his ass. “Where do you want me? Here?” Without pulling out his thumb, he pressed two fingers into Neuvillette’s vent, making desire explode in his abdomen. “Or here?”
Just Zhongli’s fingers were already sending him down a spiral of bliss, but they weren’t enough to satisfy his newly-awakened heat lust. He whined into the pillow, finding it hard to speak. He bucked his hips against Zhongli’s fingers instead of answering, hoping he would understand him without words.
Zhongli pulled out his fingers and thrust his cock into his ass in one long stroke, making them both cry out in unison. It was good, very good, but infuriatingly unsatisfactory. He balled his fists in the bedding. “Vent,” he muttered. “Vent, Zhongli,” he whined breathlessly.
Zhongli pulled out just far enough to align his ovipositor with Neuvillette’s vent. The head was thick and bulbous, stretching Neuvillette wide and making him gasp. When Zhongli leaned forward, he sank into him twice, into his ass and into his vent at the same time.
Neuvillette cried out in a mix of carnal hunger and unprecedented satisfaction. The stretch of his vent was beyond pleasurable, and combined with the sensation of Zhongli fucking his ass, it was single-handedly the best thing he had ever felt in his life. Zhongli grunted, leaning over his back and increasing the pressure, making him slide in deeper, but when his ovipositor was about two-thirds inside, he stopped.
Neuvillette tried to be patient; he really did, but it was impossible in his current state. “Don’t stop,” he whined. “Please, more.”
“Won’t go deeper,” Zhongli gritted out.
Neuvillette didn’t have the wherewithal to argue with him, so he pushed his hips up, trying to take Zhongli’s cocks deeper inside. He couldn’t explain it, but it was as if he couldn’t breathe as long as Zhongli didn’t fuck him properly, until he fucked his entire, very long ovipositor into him. Zhongli was right, however. It didn’t want to go deeper, the head of the ovipositor being met with resistance. At least the pressure felt good, so he pressed his hips up against Zhongli’s cocks regardless.
“Careful,” Zhongli growled. “Don’t hurt yourself. Let me do it.” He leaned over Neuvillette’s back, wrapping one arm around his chest and grabbing his two cocks with the other. “Relax,” he whispered, beginning to stroke him.
Neuvillette closed his eyes, relaxing into the sensations. His legs quivered. It only took a moment before the resistance relented enough to let Zhongli slide in all the way.
Neuvillette gurgled up a sound that could only be described as blissed-out shock. “What…”
Zhongli breathed hard, his nails digging into Neuvillette’s chest. “Your womb, gemheart. I’m inside your womb.”
Heat flashed all across Neuvillette’s skin. “More.” He bucked his hips against Zhongli’s, tears of pleasure rolling down his cheeks. “Please.”
Zhongli growled in warning. Neuvillette didn’t want to be warned; he wanted to be fucked, and if Zhongli refused to take care of it, he’d do it himself. He ground his hips against Zhongli’s in circular motions, whimpering as Zhongli’s fat cockhead massaged the insides of his womb. Zhongli was so deep inside him he could feel him behind his navel, and yet he wished desperately to take him even deeper inside.
Finally, Zhongli pulled back and snapped his hips forward, hard enough for Neuvillette to tremble from head to toe. Neuvillette whipped his tail around Zhongli’s waist and squeezed, wanting him to do it again, and fortunately, his wish was fulfilled. He was pressed into the mattress, Zhongli thrusting into him with abandon. Neuvillette stretched out his arms and pressed his hands against the headboard of the bed to steady himself as Zhongli made his world spin with his two cocks and his hand, jerking him off each time he fucked in.
Neuvillette panted. He thought he might never be the same after this night was over. He’d never be able to forget the wondrous sensations of being speared on two enormous cocks, the way this experience made everything in the world feel insignificant in comparison. Each thrust punched the air out of his lungs.
Zhongli let go of his chest and grabbed his hair instead, pulling back his head. “Happy now?” he growled. “Now that you made me—made me lose control.”
Neuvillette flashed his fangs, glimpsing at Zhongli from the corner of his eyes. He could make out his glowing eyes and horns, signifying the state of his lust-addled mind. “Ye–yes.” Neuvillette was losing his mind, but at least he wasn’t alone in his madness.
Zhongli chuckled between labored breaths. “I’m gonna prepare your womb for our eggs. Fill it with my release until you’re round, until everyone can see and smell that you have been claimed by me.”
Neuvillette’s face turned red. Zhongli’s words were obscene, but also so alluring that he couldn’t contain his excitement. Would his womb truly become round from Zhongli’s cum and their eggs? He winced, unsure whether he longed for such a claim or not.
“You’re leaking all over my hand. You like that, don’t you? You’re a desperate dragon. So desperate to be bred,” Zhongli teased. He thrust his hips hard and grunted. “I’ll make it happen, if it’s the last thing I do.” His hips stuttered, and he tightened his grip on Neuvillette’s cocks, fucking in deep as his cum spilled into both of Neuvillette’s holes. A warm, sticky sensation spread in Neuvillette’s womb, making him whine, making him finally realize what was happening. Zhongli would fuck him pregnant. He came so hard he couldn’t breathe, his legs wobbling dangerously as they lost the strength to hold up against Zhongli’s brutal thrusts.
Zhongli continued to fuck him slowly as they both came down from their orgasm. Neuvillette's knees slid apart, and he melted down onto the mattress, gasping for air. He was sticky with sweat. Cum leaked from both his holes, even with Zhongli still inside him. Zhongli apologetically kissed the back of his neck and patted his head. “Was I too rough with you?” he asked, his tone much softer than before.
Tears streamed down Neuvillette’s face. Why was it so hard to speak? He managed to shake his head, but couldn’t contain his tears, no matter how hard he tried. This had been everything he had wanted and more, had felt like the purest form of happiness, only to leave him speechless and confused right after. He wiped his tears on the pillow and turned around, letting Zhongli’s limp cocks slide out. He tried to ignore how the cum leaked over his legs and onto the mattress as he moved. “’twas perfect,” he said, pulling Zhongli into a kiss.
Zhongli smiled against his lips. “I’m glad.”
Zhongli carried him to the bath after that. This time, Neuvillette was glad to be carried, as he was sure his legs would give out if he tried to walk. Zhongli washed the sweat and cum off their bodies and carried him back, changing the sheets before laying Neuvillette back down onto a clean bed. He held a bottle of water to his lips, and Neuvillette welcomed the cool liquid flowing down his throat.
“How do you feel?” Zhongli asked as he gently carded his fingers through Neuvillette’s hair. “What do you need?”
Neuvillette slowly opened his eyes, admiring Zhongli’s beautiful face. He traced his nose with one finger, then wrapped his hand around the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss. Zhongli understood his need perfectly and kissed him back with abandon. Several minutes passed with their tongues thus entwined, but Neuvillette’s heat lust quickly resurged with his mate so close by.
“Zhongli,” he whispered. “Please. Fuck me.” Neuvillette’s lashes fluttered. “Please, I need to have you inside of me.” Neuvillette turned onto his stomach and buried his head in the pillow, whining. His legs quivered as he reached behind himself to pull his ass cheeks apart. Oceans. The heat was taking over his mind, but he was still clear enough to realize how humiliating this action was. Despite that knowledge, he couldn’t help it, couldn’t ignore the mounting heat that surged beneath his skin, threatening to boil him alive. His whole body was flush with primal need so strong that he thought he might truly die if he didn’t get it fulfilled. “Zhongli.”
Zhongli didn’t hesitate to fulfill his every desire. He fucked both of his cocks inside.
It hurt. It hurt. Neuvillette slammed his hips back as hard as he could, making the twin cocks penetrate him all the deeper. “Ahhhhh……” he screamed into the pillow, adrift in a raging storm of bliss. Zhongli grabbed a handful of his hair and bent back his head, fucking him. The relief was so strong that he began to shake like a leaf in the wind. “More. Zhongli.” He cried ugly tears, and his spit flowed into the pillow. Zhongli fucked into him with small but hard thrusts, growling in a way no human ever could. He didn’t hold back even a little, slamming into him with such force that his body was dragged across the mattress.
Gone was the sweetness of their first time. Gone were the worries of hurting each other. Gone were the confessions peppered between making love. This was different. It was a primal need, blindingly strong, driving Neuvillette to the brink of his sanity and beyond. “Like that.” He had no strength, and yet he somehow continued to meet Zhongli’s thrusts.
Zhongli’s cocks were pure bliss, but his teeth on his neck were what did Neuvillette in. They were sharp as they buried themselves into his skin and drew blood. Scorching heat blossomed on his shoulder. His instincts exploded with satisfaction, despite the crystal sharp pain that turned his vision dark. He came violently, his ass and vent spasming around Zhongli’s cocks until his muscles ached, his seed gushing into the mattress below in never-ending waves.
Zhongli didn’t stop fucking him. Neuvillette was grabbed by the base of his tail and his hips were yanked up, and then Zhongli fucked him harder, making him scream with overstimulation.
It was all too much, but even so, it didn’t even begin to feel like enough.
Zhongli roared and Neuvillette felt his seed flood him, his ass, his vent, copious amounts of it, turning Zhongli’s thrusts obscenely wet. Their combined bodily fluids dripped down Neuvillette’s thighs, and the sounds their bodies produced turned even more obscene. Completely unexpectedly, Neuvillette came a second time, his claws digging into the mattress as he cried out his release. Overstimulation, pain, and euphoria all melted into one until he couldn’t distinguish them anymore.
It was as if his senses were giving out from it all. As if everything around was turning dark. As if his body were a singular beacon of sensation. Where did he end and Zhongli begin? What was happening to him? He couldn’t tell anymore. Couldn’t tell if he was falling or lying still. Couldn’t tell how much time was passing.
Zhongli was licking his shoulder. He was still inside him, rocking back and forth. It was a slow rutting, but each one of the gentle thrusts reached deep and made Neuvillette tremble.
Neuvillette already ached for more.
Was that what it was like to be in heat? Oh gods. He was in heat. His aching holes squeezed around Zhongli. “More.” He was wanton, insatiable. A slave to his desires. “Eggs,” he pleaded. It wasn’t enough. “Eggs,” he whined, unsure what exactly he meant by that. His arms wobbled as he tried to push himself back onto Zhongli’s cocks, which were still firmly lodged inside him, not having softened at all. He sobbed. Why wasn’t it enough?
Zhongli wrapped his arms around him, holding him tight. He pressed his lips to his ear. “The heat is hitting you hard, gemheart. Breathe.” Neuvillette wailed. “Shhh. Do you trust me?” Zhongli, despite his collected words, didn’t sound quite coherent either.
“Yes. Yes… need…”
Zhongli’s cocks slipped out. Neuvillette nearly lost it, the sudden, gaping emptiness the worst affront he had ever suffered. But a mere moment later, something smooth and round pushed against his vent. It was large.
“Breathe. It will hurt if you don’t breathe,” Zhongli whispered to him.
Neuvillette gulped down a breath and tried to relax. Zhongli pushed the object against his vent, which spawned fresh tears to his eyes. “What… what is it…?”
“An egg,” Zhongli whispered into his ear soothingly. “Our egg. You have to let me put it in so it can mature inside you. Come on. Relax, for me.” The pressure increased. The stretch was incomprehensible. It hurt, but he wanted it with such intensity that the pain barely registered. “I know you can do it. You’re a good dragon. Such a good dragon, Neuvillette. You will carry our clutch in the depths of your body, in your womb, where it can grow strong.”
Neuvillette gasped and nodded. “Put it inside me.”
It was so big. So incredibly big. But their egg, oh gods, yes. He needed it. He breathed through the stretch, breathed, and willed his muscles to relax. The egg slid inside a little further, but it wasn’t enough. He pushed his hips back, forcing the thickest part into himself, crying out when the egg finally slipped inside. Zhongli chased it with his fingers, pushing it as deep as it would go. His whole body shook with indescribable relief and satisfaction as he felt the heaviness settle in his lower abdomen.
“You are marvelous. Neuvillette. You are perfect. My perfect mate. You did so well. Are you ready for another one?” Zhongli placed kisses all over his face, kissed away his tears.
Neuvillette nodded vigorously. “More.”
“Here it comes. Our second egg.”
He pressed his eyes closed and tears spilled out, spit and snot gathered on his lips. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it would be like this.” In a moment of realization, he understood that he had done this to himself. He had made a mess by gifting his pearl to Zhongli, not knowing that it would trigger a heat. Not knowing that he would embarrass himself like this, begging to be filled with eggs and two cocks. His rational personality couldn’t prevail in the face of the earth-shattering heat lust that coursed through his veins like wildfire, making him little more than an animal.
He—he must have done something wrong, because this… this didn’t feel right. He wasn’t doing it right. The sounds of hiccups mixed with the sounds of his uncontrollable sobs.
“Shhhhh,” Zhongli whispered soothingly. “You are doing great, my beautiful hydro dragon. In all my life, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I couldn’t imagine a better place for our eggs. You are perfect. Beautiful. I love you more than the world itself.” He sounded so genuine, which finally made Neuvillette calm down a little.
The second egg pushed inside and joined the first. He felt them click together, and the little jostle it produced rippled through him like liquid satisfaction. “Our eggs…” Neuvillette sniffled into the pillow.
“Yes. Our eggs. Here…” Another egg pressed against his vent. “The third egg. Such a large clutch. Look what our combined energy accomplished, gemheart. Three beautiful eggs, just for us. Most dragons produce two eggs at most, but we created three. And you will keep all of them safe, I know you will.” Zhongli’s hot breath fanned over his neck, making him shiver.
Their eggs… their future. It was so utterly embarrassing how good Zhongli’s words made him feel. How deeply they touched him. A little bit of praise about him being a good dragon, and he was a weeping mess of a man.
His vent felt abused and sore as the third egg pressed in. It was a delicious soreness, one that calmed his breeding instincts, making them more bearable. This time, when the third egg joined the clutch, Zhongli slid into him again, using his cock to push the clutch deeper.
“Just a little more. I know you can do it, gemheart.”
With Zhongli’s cock pushing in, the eggs prodded against the entrance of his womb. He gasped as he realized what would happen next. “I–I can’t.”
“You can,” Zhongli reassured calmly. “Let me help you.” He leaned forward, making the eggs push against his womb. “How is that…?” Zhongli asked calmly. “Can you take it?”
So far, Neuvillette wasn’t in any pain. Zhongli had fucked his womb open thoroughly, softening the entrance. He felt his insides stretch around the first egg as Zhongli increased the pressure. He nodded.
“That’s what I like to hear.” Zhongli grabbed his hip and held him still as he pushed forward. Neuvillette focused on breathing evenly, allowing his muscles to relax. Zhongli’s fingers dug into his hips, and the pressure rose until suddenly all three eggs slid inside, one after another.
Neuvillette’s eyes snapped open. The place where he had been unbearably empty this entire time was now filled to the brim. He could feel the eggs inside him viscerally, the heavy weight right below his navel, the pressure against the walls of his womb. He cried softly. The worst of his breeding instincts finally relented, purring in his chest and coming to a rest. Zhongli took one of Neuvillette’s hands and placed it on his stomach, and tears shuddered out of him when he felt the outline of three eggs there.
Zhongli kissed his face as he began moving inside him, his cock sliding in and out of his womb, jostling the eggs inside. “Such a good dragon. Everything about you is the best ever.” Zhongli rocked back and forth slowly, wrapping one arm around his chest and tightening it until he held Neuvillette in his safe grasp. Without warning, he snapped his hips forward, making Neuvillette cry out in shock and pleasure. He returned to his slow rocking motions. “It’s a lot, isn’t it? Can you take it?”
Neuvillette grabbed Zhongli’s wrist hard. “Yes, can take it. Please… more… more of that…”
Zhongli repeated the sharp snap three times in quick succession, fucking into him in a way so that their lower bodies slapped together obscenely. Each thrust made the eggs jolt inside Neuvillette, their heavy weight dragging inside his body, pressing against all the right places. His legs trembled uncontrollably as he tried to keep his hips in the air.
Zhongli grabbed a few pillows and stuffed them below Neuvillette’s hips. “Let go, my love, lie on the pillows and let me do the rest.”
Neuvillette nodded and let go, sinking down slightly as he let his weight settle. The pillows were firm enough to hold him up.
“Did you like it when I bit you? Did it feel good?”
Neuvillette nearly sobbed. “Yes, very good.”
“You want me to do it again?”
“Yes, again…”
“Fascinating. You are so fascinating. If you had the slightest idea what you do to me…” He ground his hips in circles against Neuvillette’s ass, making both his cocks drag against Neuvillette’s insides. “I could fuck you until you fall unconscious on my cocks,” Zhongli growled, and his voice sounded dangerous, full of promise. Holding himself back for Neuvillette’s sake must finally be getting incredibly hard to do.
“You talk too much,” Neuvillette snapped back. “Less talking. Do it already.”
Zhongli’s teeth came down on his other shoulder, breaking his skin in a flash and sinking deep into his muscles. For a moment, the sharp pain was all Neuvillette could feel; it took over all that was him, so completely that he couldn’t even tell whether he was still breathing. Hot blood flowed down his shoulder and dripped onto the pillow beneath. Zhongli’s satisfied growl vibrated through him.
It was hard to conceive how pleasurable the pain was, especially paired with the relentless thrusts of Zhongli’s hips, paired with the sensation of Zhongli holding him as close as he could. The sensations were overwhelming in all the right ways, the relentless burning beneath Neuvillette’s skin turning to mind-numbing pleasure with every second that passed.
He had come the moment Zhongli’s teeth had burrowed into his skin, and yet, he didn’t want Zhongli to stop. Neuvillette’s cocks turned hard again in no time, desperate for more. He gasped for air. Zhongli’s rhythm suddenly turned erratic, less controlled, and a moment later, he felt his seed flood him in a steady stream. Oh. Oh. Without a warning, another orgasm rolled through Neuvillette, so intense his throat turned hoarse from his screams.
Neuvillette was too tired to move a single muscle or speak a single word. All he cared about was that he was full. So incredibly full and so incredibly pleased about it. He only cared about his mate, who lay on top of him, keeping him warm and safe while licking his bite wound. Only cared about the fact that his heat lust finally seemed satisfied.
Some time passed. Neuvillette smacked his lips, trying to get a strange, metallic taste out of his mouth, without success. He rumbled from deep within his chest, giving voice to his dissatisfaction. “Zhongli… Water.”
Zhongli rolled over and handed him a bottle of water in the shape of a gourd. He sipped on it, but the taste still didn’t want to relent. He rolled onto his back and looked up at Zhongli.
His eyes widened. Zhongli was trying to wipe his mouth, but his lips and chin were hopelessly smeared with blood. It would have been a horrifying sight for a human, no doubt, but Neuvillette was a dragon first and foremost. He could only find the beauty in it. The bite marks Zhongli had left on his neck were another confirmation of their bond. Now that Zhongli had buried his teeth in his scent glands, their scents would merge, creating something new, something uniquely them. The scent of minerals, of rock, of fertile ground, combined with the scent of a breeze that had travelled the ocean… Neuvillette’s fangs ached to repay the favor.
“Zhongli,” Neuvillette said while handing back the bottle.
Zhongli swallowed a mouthful of water and smiled. “Feeling better, gemheart?”
“Yes… but…” Neuvillette brought his fingers to his lips. “I can taste the blood in your mouth… How is that possible?”
Zhongli dropped the bottle onto the bed, his eyes widening. He leaned down and cupped his cheek. “Are you sure?”
Neuvillette nodded.
Zhongli stared into his eyes. Not caring about the blood, he kissed him deeply, twisted his fingers into his hair, and sank his tongue deep into his mouth. Neuvillette suddenly felt overwhelmed by his emotions. No, not by his own, but by Zhongli’s.
“What does it mean?” Neuvillette asked once Zhongli finally pulled back.
“Our mating bond. This shouldn’t be happening before the egg transfer, but it seems you’re already feeling its effects…”
“Didn’t you…?” Neuvillette placed a hand on his belly. “The eggs.”
Zhongli shook his head. “I formed eggs out of my geo energy to calm your heat. The real ones are still maturing inside me. They will need another few days.”
“Oh,” Neuvillette said, somewhat disappointed. However, Zhongli’s happiness enveloped him like a warm caress, making it impossible to feel sad. That was… strange. Feeling Zhongli’s emotions as if they were his own. It would take some time to get used to that. “Do you feel different as well? Do you…feel my emotions?”
Zhongli shook his head. “Not yet. But once our mating is complete, that might change. I certainly wish for it.” He brushed his thumb across Neuvillette’s cheek. “Hmmmm…. I made such a mess of you. Let’s get you cleaned up and then take a nap before our heat rears its head again.”
Neuvillette hummed.
Zhongli took care of everything. Not only did he clean Neuvillette and change the sheets, but he also produced sweet, refreshing snacks and a pot of tea. Neuvillette couldn’t have been more content by the time he lay cleaned and exhausted in Zhongli’s embrace. They both held his lower abdomen, feeling for the eggs there. Although they weren’t real, they held the promise of their shared future.
“Zhongli,” Neuvillette began.
“Mn?” Zhongli hummed.
“You said our heat draws us to our draconic forms…”
Zhongli’s fingers danced across Neuvillette’s skin. “I did.”
Neuvillette turned his head, looking at Zhongli. He swallowed before he found the courage to ask, “Would you be amenable to…transfer the eggs while we are in our dragon forms? Once they have fully matured?” The thought alone had Neuvillette’s entire being glowing with excitement. To take this last, most important step in his true form… Oh, the thought alone…
Zhongli stared at him wide-eyed, as if the idea hadn’t occurred to him until this very moment. “Yes.” He leaned over and kissed him so abruptly that their teeth clicked together. “Yes, most definitely.”
Smiling, they fell asleep.