The Happy Ending
A Sequel to “The Gathering” Found Here
Alistar x Draeko
⚠️Content warning⚠️
Sic Fic, Care Taking, Fluff, Smut, Cold Sharing
Description: Kanai brings Alistar home after his night out torturing the crew with his demon virus. Al is feeling extremely needy, and fiesty. His target? Drae. He needs his special pet. Very specific instructions, the mutt is more or less happy to oblige.
Author’s Notes: This part was supposed to be IN the original but it just NEEDED to be it’s own piece. So I shall starve you no longer. @aller-geez Owns Draeko and did the cover art!!
Alistar burst open the apartment door and immediately made a bee line toward the room Drae shared with Kanai. Originally Kanai and Al got a two bedroom apartment, and since Drae moved in, he just sort of shacked up with Kanai, but occasionally spent nights with Al. He flung open that door and made dead eye contact with the curled up pup who had yanked his gaze off the TV with a shocked suddenness. “Uh!? Oh! Hey Al!” Cheerfully his tone switched from surprised, to delighted, but then dead silent as his face fell. What the hell was he looking at?
“I am unwell,” he said simply, standing there, almost ominously.
“Okay, yes, I can see that, do you need someone to care for you?” He asked with a gentle casualness to spare him feeling pressured. The demon shrugged just staring at him deeply.
“I suppose you could say that,” his lips now pulled into a smirk, but his darkened eyes could only hold the demeanor of brooding dominance for so long. He broke. His body lurched forward, he gripped the doorframe for stability “Hhah’AETTTSH’uh!” Loudly the sound bellowed from his stinging throat, his nose dripping afterwards. Quickly he tried to save his bravado by clearing his throat and shoveling his hand over his moistened nostrils and lip.
“Oh Al…” Drae clicked his tongue before quickly getting himself out of bed and making his way over to feel the demon’s forehead with his palm. “You seriously need to lay down,” feeling slightly worried a bad cold could also, send the demon back into hell.
“What I need…” he sniffled loudly with a wet “SNndFf,” “is you to come to my room, and there’s a box…” he swallowed an over whelming amount of saliva that began to pool under his tongue. “Fuck…” he cursed at the inability to control any of the orifices on his body as of current. “And I want you to wear what’s in it first,” his voice, though strained and scratchier than usual came out incredibly serious.
“I…uh…okay,” the mutt tried not to ask too many questions, it never seemed to help either way, and once Al wanted him in on something, there was no way of getting out. He sighed shaking his head back and forth but, while Al turned to make the way toward his room, he stumbled, the smaller quickly reaching to snag his thin lanky arm, keeping the red head from falling forward.
“Jeez, you can barely stand at this point, Al! How long have you been sick??” He asked the demon clinging to his arm to keep his steady. The red head shrugged loosely.
“Since this morning?” He responded almost unsure, but he was pretty certain that was the truth.
“And have you taken any meds? Slept? Drank water?” Drae shot questions at him while he looked him up and down and could tell from a simple glance, the bastard hadn’t been doing anything to get better, just making it worse.
“I had a beer before the show,” he coughed harshly, a small squeak followed through the end of each one as his throat wheezed. His arm dangled across the mutt’s thin, small shoulders trying to keep himself upright as they spoke. Drae sighed now and shook his head.
“A beer is not productive for your health…Come on I’ll get you all situated but let’s get you in bed first,” the mutt helped to drag the tall, lanky demon back to his room and plopped him lazily, as well as heavily onto the bed, Al splayed out on his back as he stared up at the ceiling, losing himself in this distant feeling of floating away.
“Mmmk I’ll be here…don’t forget….box,” he lifted his arm to point his long black index finger toward the closet to which contained, said box. Draeko rolled his eyes, only to oblige and go toward the closet, opening it up to be greeted by a medium sized box. Curious. The mutt secured his fingers over the lid and swiftly opened it up, blinking several times trying to comprehend exactly what he was looking at.
“Uh…?” He questioned at first before pulling the pink material he had been met with, out. “Is this…” he muttered openly, more to himself than anyone. It was. As the material unfolded and opened up, it was revealed to be a skimpy, pink nurse’s outfit. “Alistar…where’d you even get this?” He looked over with slight irritation, Al smirked, but was still looking up at the ceiling.
“Spencer’s…thought we could use it for a special occasion….seems like one,” the demon spoke casually before the sudden urge to spill, threatened him. His body twitched, he rocked back and forth. “Oh…oh…Hh’HIH’TSCHHIEWW!!” He let it out, a small mist of spray falling above him only to come crashing back down to his face. “Oof I needed that,” Al sighed, schlucking his over flow of snot that kept building inside his nostrils, down his throat. “Man, those feel so fucking good, why do you hate them so much?” He asked and finally looked over at Drae, who was currently getting adorned in his new fit to appease the demon. As he slipped on the nursing uniform, his face was painted with a very bright red blush splashed across his cheeks.
“I? Uh…I dunno I just don’t like them…It makes me feel like my head is going to explode,” he shrugged his small, thin shoulders, finally zipping into the dress fully, nothing underneath. Al licked his lips with anticipation, a pointed tongue slipping out cautiously like a snake, also in part from the mess collecting across his mouth.
“That’s the best part though? It’s all this pressure…and I just want to fucking release… and it’s going to feel so good…sneezing is like edging,” at the finish of his sentence, Al bit his lower lip almost sucking on it as his eyes devoured the small mutt.
“Nope, two different things, you can’t convince me…anyway, I’m going to get you some meds, you don’t need to cum, you need to rest,” rolling his duo colored eyes before making his way out of the bedroom now. Al could only huff angrily. What did he mean? Surely he could have some meds THEN cum, healing and cumming are not mutually exclusive things. How dare the little mutt think he could deprive him. He’d teach him better.
Meanwhile, Draeko now making his way through the living room found Kanai, as he often was, glued to his screen researching, this time? The nuisances of co-dependency and toxic relationships. “Drae…would you consider yourself ‘co-dependent’ on me and Al?” His dulled heterochromia eyes peering over the top of his laptop now to gauge the other’s reaction before he paused blinking a few times with a smirk. “Donnie pick that out?” The hybrid blushed brightly again before nodding in response.
“No to the first thing, yes to the second,” sighing deeply with slight embarrassment.
“He has such good taste,” Kanai clicked his tongue as he took a moment to appreciate the fruit before him…but..there was plenty of time to pick it later, plus, clearly Al had plans if the pet was dressed up. He’d just borrow it for later, for research purposes. There’s a reason this pleases them both so much…maybe he should look that up too. Soon he didn’t even realize Drae had left the room again, now in the kitchen. Nai shook his head and returned to his previous task at hand.
The mutt was searching frantically through all the different medications they had available within their cabinet, but couldn’t seem to figure out what was necessary. This virus seemed incredibly serious, he’s never seen Al sick, frankly didn’t think it was possible. However, here they were. It’s fine. He grabbed some mucinex, and some standard Nyquil. This would help, hopefully, at the very least…he also grabbed a bottle of water and on his way back to the room, grabbed the box of tissues from the bathroom. Eventually, he was able to make his way back to Alistar’s room and begin to organize the things across the demon’s dresser.
Who in turn, sat up now, blackened palms flat against the bed as he watched every move the other made. “Sooo what’d you bring me?” He asked curiously sniffling his nose softly, nostrils stretching up and down.
“Medicine, water and,” gripping the box of tissues, he handed it now to Al. “Tissues, you’ll need these so you can stop spreading your germs all over the place…cover your mouth!” The mutt scolded and tsked him while also dramatically making the motion for covering one’s mouth. “You probably got everyone sick today,” shaking his head back and forth, the demon could only side smirk with an animalistic grunt.
“Mmm, yeah? I like it when you mommy me,” wiggling his eyebrows back and forth, the mint and grey eyed male could only roll his orbs back, though his lips fought, they did curl into a small smile.
“Cut that out! You need health care!” Very serious again he pointed an index at Al shaking it sternly before turning back and grabbing an appropriate amount of medication to dose him. “Now I don’t know the correct dose for demons…maybe it’s different…maybe it’s not…but if it doesn’t seem to help, we will up the dose,” nodding confidently now. Al shrugged his shoulders lazily and opened his mouth without haste, and rolling his Ruby eyes back with disinterest. It wasn’t til Drae’s fingers got closer to his mouth when the demon clasped his lips around the male’s index and thumb sharply, he slid his tongue around them to capture the pill. He swallowed it all while still gently sucking Draeko’s delicate fingers. “A-Al…” Draeko blushed brightly before snapping his fingers back from the other’s taunting mouth.
“Mmm, my bad, cub…impulsive thoughts…” winking one of his tired blackened eyes toward the mutt. Drae bit his lower lip trying to fight against the hormones slowly rising in him with each pressing antic.
“You didn’t…uh…want any water with that?” He asked still sitting very closely to the demon, Al dragging his index finger now slowly down the trail of buttons aligning the mutt’s costume.
“No…the only thing I want is you right now..” licking his lips hungrily before his hand swiftly, and aggressively gripped the material in a quick fistful and slowly pulling him closer. “Can’t you help me? Nurse?” The lack of emotion, the fact Draeko couldn’t see his soul behind those deadly, blackened scleras only made it harder for him to resist the danger of it, every time. Like a mouse caught in the corner of a really hungry cat.
“Al you’re going to get me sick…” he whimpered weakly as his eyes traced up and down the demon’s tatted, mischievously reddened grey face.
“Exactly,” he hovered just a little bit closer his tongue sliding over his own lower lip as he barely just inched away, and the mutt was feeling weakened by each second…. “Just say ye-…h’Hih...” until, Al hitched. Bringing him back into reality for what this situation really was. Draeko quickly stood up and Alistar released his grasp accepting the defeat for now.
“HEhH’TZSCHh’UE!” He sneezed into his hand for the first time, trying to mind Drae’s words at the very least, if he was going to get any tonight. Especially after that. His hand now wet causing him to open palm at the air. “Tissue….” He mumbled before finding the box behind him from when he sat it down. Snatching one sheet out of the box he quickly wiped off his hands, and face as well. “Is this better for you?” Side eyeing the mutt with his narrowed black eyes. The mutt could only smile in return, reaching over and running his thin fingers through the sticky, damp threads of Al’s long, red, messy hair. With his free hand, he put it over that of Al’s, the one wiping and helped dab gently around the anti-Christ’s face, until eventually Drae was the only one holding the tissue.
“Yes, thank you,” his sweet face and gestures only made the desires worse for the demon sitting in front of him. “Have you eaten today?” Lovingly the hybrid touched the back of his hand to Al’s burning forehead, he snuffled loudly, his nose so congested from the illness not even the mucinex was clearing him up. However, it was a fever dream to think human medications could be fruitful to his demon snot. He grabbed another tissue and began to violently rub at his nose in large circles, it clicked loudly as he groaned in the process. Drae could only pity his poorly demon.
“Okay well, I should make you some soup then, because good food is important, you need to eat, I can’t keep telling you this,” shaking his head back and forth to chastise the red head who scoffed in return.
“Look, we dont eat in hell, it’s a new thing for me, my vessel doesn’t really signal hunger like that…” he shrugged again, it was an air of calm, causality almost yet, it was true. He could technically survive a long time in this vessel without eating, but it DID need to eat. So he sighed and grumpily laid back against his headboard and folded his arms against his chest.
“You are such a turd, you know that?” Drae chuckled softly shaking his head back and forth, his hair bouncing almost hypnotizing Al slowly as it did so. He just couldn’t stop thinking with his downstairs head as the mutt swayed around in that saucy pink outfit walking away to make him his meal. God he looked so delicious tonight. He knew he was going to have his way with the little hybrid, maybe pull him back by his cute little ears…he huffed loudly through his mouth.
“Uncle fuckin Christ…” he hissed, lowly in his itching sore throat. His head was pounding harder by the second, and the longer he was alone with his nasty, vile thoughts of all the ways he was going to defile the mutt, his cock had grown hard in his pants. “Cub’ll probably be a while..no?…” he palmed and teased his bulging jeans, digging the heel end of his hand for more defined friction. The possibilities…the idea of spitting into Draeko’s open mouth to force feed him his sickness. He let that one take him pretty far as his hand shoveled his hand through the hem of his pants, grasping at his length roughly, squeezing.
“Shhhhiiiii…” he gasped as he pictured his little pet sicker than a dog tomorrow when he was done, sniveling nose, dripping nostrils, puffy eye bags…it was enough to get him leaking already. “Yesss…” he huffed, holding in his breath, but when he felt he was losing himself too far to his habit, he pulled it back in. He couldn’t blow it like this, no no. There was always a greater, much better plan to follow. “Hh’h….no..” he sniffed loudly trying to shovel the feeling back inside. He was desperate to withhold himself from any further sneezing until he was balls deep inside the squealing mutt.
“Okay I’m back with yo-….Al!” Drae squeaked as he tried not to allow himself to spill the soup when he jumped. The demon looked over lazily, with the movement of a snail trying to cross the street, he pulled his hand from his pants.
“What? I got bored in here…was thinkin’ bout you in that sexy little outfit….” Lips pulling up in a devilish grin that made the hybrid feel very small and perceived in this moment. Incredibly vulnerable as he crossed the room to place the bowl at Alistar’s bedside table. “See? How can I not get fucking rock solid when you’re this sexy, bringing me soup?? To feel better?? Like you’re ASKING for me to pound you,” he licked his lips again, reaching his blackened hand out to grip him hard in one handful by Draeko’s asscheek.
“Okay but, at least eat first, alright?” He giggled swatting back at the demon’s hand and then teasingly wiggling his hips toward him. “Maybe, I’ll give you a treat…something that won’t involve me…catching your disease,” he shuddered a bit at the idea of being sick again any time soon.
“Mmm…promise?” he watched closely as the other danced about him, almost making him feel warmer than he already did in the first place.
“Promise! Now eat!” The mint and pink haired male nodded quickly almost getting impatient with the other’s insistent stalling. Did he really hate eating that much? Well too be fair…he was kind of distracting.
“Mmmh…feed me?” Raising a thin red brow looking up at Draeko with those dangerous blackened eyes. What was he feeling? He hated this. He couldn’t read the demon. Was he being funny right now?
“Are you serious?” Draeko asked, raising his own thin mint brow in return.
“Please~?” The demon half smiled, trying to be a bit more convincing this time.
“Okay, okay, I’ll feed you,” the mutt giggled, rolling his eyes trying to hide the fact he was actually…kind of excited to help the larger in such an intimate way that no one else would ever be able to help him.
“You’re such a good boy…” Al whispered tenderly before Draeko brought a spoonful of the soup up to his lips. The hybrid blushed brightly again, shifting as he sat on the bed beside the red head. He couldn’t control the feeling going straight to his groin, those words. They were too good not to turn him into an absolute puddle. The demon took the spoon into his mouth, shlucked off the sustenance, and down his throat he swallowed it. They did this for a while in silence, just staring back at one another, deeply. It was almost unsettling to see the anti-Christ like this, but his eyes never left those black holes, before Draeko finally spoke, clearing his throat.
“See? It’s good right?” Asking the demon who could only shrug his shoulders in return, rolling with the punches at this point. Whatever got him to his main goal in time.
“I mean…yeah it’s okay,” he said honestly, after swallowing his last spoonful. “I’m fine now, I don’t want anymore of that… I just want this now,” his hand reached around and grabbed playfully at Draeko’s taut little ass, scooting closer to him on the bed and starting to nip impatiently at the male’s soft, inviting neck.
“You didn’t eat all of it though!” The mutt giggled nudging his elbow softly into the other’s side almost trying to suggest he wanted the demon off but putting forth no real effort to get him off.
“I want dessert now, Nurse,” he continued his motions, the bites getting harder as his other hand came up to cup the opposite side of Drae’s neck, grasping it so tightly a few of his fingers tangled in the mutt’s hair. Slowly he took larger bites, leaving darkened marks across his soft flesh.
“Fff…hnn..Ali…s-star…” he whimpered trying to shoving him a bit, but ultimately winding up taking a fistful of red hair and yanking it back with purposeful force.
“Ooohhh….little Cub…” he smirked and his blackened orbs rolled back. “That’s not how the game is played, is it? Be my good boy now…” nipping and pulling at Draeko’s flushed earlobe.
“So-Sorry patient Satanos…I shouldn’t forget…” shaking under the demon’s hot mouth against his flesh, soon the Anti-Christ began to twist and pull at the buttons keeping the dress sealed. Making a perfectly sized hole with a few plucked buttons opened now, he stuck his hand inside the hybrid’s dress to glide his warm palm across his chest. It was soft, silky, his fingers danced across the goosebumped skin, before finding a rising little bud, Al smirked.
“Mmm that’s much better…and looky here…found a friend,” he smirked before clasping his mouth back at the little dog’s jaw, biting the tightened delicate flesh, Draeko cried out. “Shh…Aht, aht…” the demon proceeded to whisper across the other’s moistening flesh. His index and thumb rolled and pinched, almost trying to pluck Drae’s stiffened little peak right off his chest. The slight tinge of pain caused a shiver down the little hybrid’s spine unable to control himself as he melted into Al’s palm. “See….? This is all we need to feel better isn’t it, cub?” Turning Draeko’s heated, blushing face toward his own hungry, and sunken one.
“Y-Yes, Patient Satanos…” Alistar growled at the sound, invested within the noises that escaped his little pet.
“I think it’s time I play doctor now, don’t you think?” Grazing his teeth over his lower lip before his body started to push forward until Drae helplessly fell to his back on the bed, Al hovering over him darkly crimson hair cascading over them.
“A-Al…but I’m not sick…you are! You need rest!” The smaller tried to protest but his body refused to deny the demon of pleasant, positive reactions.
“Why? This will make me feel so much better….” His hand slipped out of Drae’s outfit only to take both his palms and glide them up the other’s thin frame and sides. “First we’ll do your physical before we do some….medical insertion,” the demon snickered, his blackened eyes only made it that much more irresistible to the hybrid. It always felt so dangerous being intimate with Al, like at any moment he could lose himself and take his life in the throes of it.
“Y-Yes, Doctor Al,” unable to hold back the playful giggle that left his throat, wiggling his hips back and forth with anticipation.
“First,” the redhead gripped the pink material and then ripped it clean off the small body below him, the buttons popping and snapping off with loud plucks, flinging in different directions around the room. “This needs to go,” now his crimson gaze was heated and starving as it took in the sight of a very nude and lewd Drae laying underneath him. “That’s much better,” his fingers now started to trace, at first, softened patterns with his long nails. It began with gentleness, before it only got rougher, bright scarlet marks trailing down the mutt’s exposed front.
“A-Ah..~” the mint and pink haired man moaned softly, unable to keep his bodily squirming at bay. Alistar was enjoying himself, so much he almost had long forgotten he was sick, but it was far from that. The pounding in his head only matched the rhythm of the pounding in his cock, his stuffed nose making it difficult to get the full spectrum of Drae’s pheromones, so it caused him to sniffle harder, desperate to get a stronger whiff. However, it only left him needing more, his body heating over between pleasure and illness. It was the mixture of pain in his aching bones, and the desire in his pulsating cock that fueled his innate desires to devour and destroy the mutt.
“Hnn…seems here you’re going to need some extra special care….” Al’s long red hair curtained around him as he leaned forward and pressed his mouth to Drae’s perked little bud. Sliding his tongue teasingly across the flesh. Pulling, biting, lapping at it without restrain. It was going according to plan…almost too easy, the deep pressure pounding inside his skull would soon be released, if he could withstand keeping it all in.
Al tried to keep his mouth too busy to focus on anything else, but the slight tickle in the base of his nose was really something else pulling his mouth back up, releasing the bud. “H…H’HDGXNT!” He tried to hold it back, but this feeling, it wasn’t as satisfying as the feeling of letting it all out. “Hih’AESSSHH’ue!” It came out in a strong gust as it decorated and splashed across the small 3 specied male’s chest.
“B-Bless you…M-Master…” Al looked his darkened eyes back over to see Drae still flushed, cheeks still pink and his eyes still half closed as the pleasure of it all. Fuck. Al loved it when the little mutt called him that. He could practically cum right now. Alistar lazily slid his arm over his leaking nose, so none would drip onto his little lamb.
“That’s it….” he quickly removed himself from his jeans, without removing the clothes themselves, he simply unzipped and pulled himself out. “Gimme your fucking mouth,” Al now had himself sitting up, taking Drae by a fistful of his hair he brought the mutt’s surprised written face to his cock, the mutt suddenly scrambling to his knees in front of the other. “Go on Cub, blow my mind like you always do,” licking his lips purposefully as those black holes stared the hybrid down into submission. Drae could only whimper in response before he was taking the demon’s length past his lips, and deep throating with a great purpose that caused Al to throw his head back. “Fuuuuuuck….just what I needed…just like that…” he bit his lower lip until a line of crimson dripped down his greyed flesh. His fingers, they never sought to give the smaller a break as with each bobbing motion, Alistar was in control of the exact tempo, not Drae. The mutt’s eyes squeezed shut as he allowed the length to plow his tonsils, body getting hotter, needier by the second as he continued his motions. Not fitting any in his mouth was unheard of as he made sure every inch was loved and attended. “Shit…I’m gonna..” his chest hitched and his breath caught in his throat like a surprise that he was expecting. There were two pressures, as the time passed and Drae’s mouth never ceased it’s motions.
Alistar was almost afraid he’d cum too soon. He was in pure bliss, was this what heaven was like? Honestly he hoped not, he’d be really pissed with his father for fucking that up. This was it, if he wasn’t careful this could end sooner than he planned. He gasped loudly, but it held in his throat before a loud sneeze bursted past the barrier of his lips, and the spray mist of saliva fell upon the other’s soft, features. “HEh’EZSCHhh’iiEW!” His eyes squinted shut while his body afflicted, nose scrunching it was almost a sight to behold for Drae. “Snnndfff!!” The anti-Christ snorted the most, if not all, of the mucus collecting within his sore, tickling sinuses.
This whole scene was almost far too much for Draeko, his hand moving down to pump at his own leaking, twitching length. Fingers curling around it but not given enough time to stroke before he was reprimanded.
“AHT! Did I say you could touch?” The demon looked at him with a seriousness that chilled the little mutt to his core. Drae lifted his head off the other’s cock with a pop, licking his moist lips to speak.
“I’m sorry, Master,” his flushed, wet face really doing too much for the demon. He grabbed him swiftly by the neck now, and then dragged the mutt into his lap.
“Hmmm I’ll take your apology by you doing all the work,” Al growled through his stuffy nose and gritted teeth, he gripped the mutt’s haunches and pulled his naked body downward on his lap, grinding their lengths together causing them each to moan. His own cock still poking through the hole in his boxers and jeans. There was no time to waste with pants. The redhead quickly excreted a small puddle of drool into his palm, only to bring it around and slide it over Drae’s waiting hole, pushing his teasing middle digit past the tightened puckered ring. “Oooh, I can tell you’re hungry for me, cub,” biting his lower lip, Draeko looked down at Al’s, duo colored eyes lidded and hazy, his ass just barely meeting the demon’s cock tip.
“Please…Al…I need you so badly…” his arms snaking around the demon’s neck, pressing both their naked chests to each other, sweat sticking, Al dragged his claws down the younger’s supple and soft back. He left bright red bleeding streaks in their wake before he whispered into the hybrid’s ear.
“Mmm at one cost little cub,” Al was very slowly, softly, a feather light touch, pressing his tip toward Drae’s hole.
“Anything….” Draeko replied almost breathlessly as his hips met each teasing grind.
“Open, your mouth…” Alistar’s voice like a rock being dropped into a still pond of water. Sudden, confronting, loud, in it’s own way.
“W-What?” He tried to sit back enough to meet eye contact with the other now, not that there were any clues to pick up from that.
“You want this cock?” The demon asked, serious tone and a cocked brow.
“Yes….please….” Now whimpering with almost a sadness as he could barely hold on to his need for more. Tears welling in the ducts of his heterochromiatic eyes.
“Share my cold,” his voice stern, emotionless, it cause the hairs in Drae’s arms to stand to attention, it was chilling. He nodded gently and opened up his mouth for the demon to see his bright, pink tongue. Awaiting.
“Stick it out,” he told him, again the tone, it was enough to make a baby cry how sinister, and selfish it came off. Exactly what the mutt needed in times like these, and so he stuck out his tongue.
Alistar, took his hand and now gripped Drae’s open maw, thumb on one cheek, his other four fingers pressing tightly together to squeeze his mouth open further, using a force that was sure to bruise. Al now focused, his eyes narrowing to look at the mutt’s open, awaiting mouth. It was coming…he felt it like a giant force was pinching his entire face. It all felt tight, an undefeatable stuffiness.
“Hih’AETTTSHH’uh!! Hh’TSSHEW!” Twice the Anti-Christ blew sneeze into Draeko’s wide, open mouth, before sliding his tongue flatly against the surface of the mutt’s own. The aggressive ways the spit wound up hitting across the hybrid’s mouth, caused Drae to flinch ever so slightly and this brought Al great joy. “Good boy…” he snuffled loudly before connecting their lips in a heated, rough motion. Teeth pulling at flesh, and tongues, despite the clear understanding of where they fell on the spectrum of homosexuality, regardless, battled for dominance.
“You have permission now…” Alistar told him. Drae then began to slowly push the throbbing length inside his wanting entrance, taking no time to adjust or get used to it, that was Drae’s favorite part. The slight sting of being entered so suddenly without adjustment. His hands clasped on each side of Alistar’s shoulders as he lifted himself up and down, quickly, there was no more waiting. The demon tried to keep at an even pace but the more his sinuses started to close up and sting, the less he could focus on how amazing it felt to be shoved up inside the mutt. His tightened ass squeezing every inch, how much better could it feel while sneezing? He adjusted his gaze, ah yes, ceiling light was on. Perfect.
Alistar looked up toward the light, his eyes squinted, and his face suddenly felt very full, there was no fighting this back, especially as Al allowed it to tickle, and feed the monster. He sneezes again, loudly, a thick film of saliva fills his mouth, before he swallows it quickly. “HEHH’DZSCHh’iEEW! HN’DTSCh’UH!” His eyes squint shut, and his nose scrunches significantly while the movement pushes through his face. He takes a deep breath as his hips involuntarily thrust upward into Drae further, his arm tightly lacing around the mutt’s waist, pulling him closer. They keep going like this for a few moments with Alistar’s claws digging into Drae’s soft sweating flesh. “I’m going to fuckin cu-H’HaH’TSSSCHIEEWW!!! !!” At the same time he lets another head bursting explosion from his mouth, hips throwing themselves up one last time before spilling his seed over. Hitting the mutt hard in his G spot causing him to cry out. Simultaneously, Alistar was cumming and sneezing in one fluid motion, just as he had wanted. His body convulsed, emptied, and the pressure in his head? It felt like a fresh lobotomy. No thoughts. Head empty. Just bliss. Draeko could hardly stand seeing the scene it turned him on so much. His body hot, orgasm close, all he could do was continue to milk and drain the demon’s cock for all it was worth, while working his own length, but a few strikes into his prostrate? Game over, the mutt was seeing stars and outward he came in ribbons across their chests. “A-Aaahh!!! Al!!!” He cried out while losing his sanity and emptying himself of every drop.
“That’s my good pet….” He coped gently, now running his blackened hand through Drae’s mint and pink locks, both of them sweating and breathing profusely. When suddenly it hits Drae like a sack of bricks, the realization of what he just allowed to happen….
“FUCK….now I’m gonna get sick! How’d I let you talk me into this??” Suddenly panicking, he tried to get up but Al just kept the hybrid anchored down to him.
“Easy, you’re a slut for me and Nai….we know we can always get your yes,” he smirks before pulling the mutt into the base of his armpit. “It’s one of my favorite things about ya…besides how soft you are,” burying his face into those familiar strands of hair that are much stickier than usual.
“Oh mannnn….” Drae groans loudly burying his face into the large heaving demon. “Well….was that at least everything you’d hoped it be?” The grey and mint eyes looked up at him curiously, a smile spread across his cheeks.
“Oh man Drae…I truthfully don’t know why you creatures complain so much about illness…” he huffed a chuckle through his nostrils. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” sighing with contentment before he found himself feeling heavier, exhausted. More so than he had ever felt, maybe that was yet another symptom of the illness. Being extra tired during bed time. He hummed lightly in thought. “Mmh,”
“Well, I’m glad I could help then,” the mutt giggled pressing closer to the demon, listening to the sound of his stuttering heart beat. Different than it normally was, usually it was like a hummingbird, and frankly sounded like it would pop out through his chest. Almost, pleasantly, it was slower while the two entangled with one another, yet another thing Al didn’t normally do, but there was something very special about this night. His first experience with a cold, with his favorite pet by his side.
The End
Author’s Notes: Well would you look at that! I done released the sequel in a week! Not two, not three, ONE! Ugh. That’s so nice. 🥳 I’m so proud of myself ~ Hope you guys enjoyed 🫶🏻
