» looking like a cute couple in the outside while being a sex toy in doors, mean!reader, rought sex, mentions of fingering, marking, semi-public sex, creampie
જ⁀➴ Dan Heng
Dan Heng is a caring man, he is always looking after you and sometimes even stopping you from being reckless, he has grown so close to you that in the outside anyone can say that you two are really cute together, after all it seems like innocent and pure love just by seeing you two interact and go throught the day, specially during expeditions of the astral express, but how can people not think of that way about you two? After all, Dan Heng is such a good boy. He still finds it in himself to feel embarrased of himself, of not only how much power you hold over him but also how easy it is for you to turn him on, but he will be damed if he ever said no to you, after all if he really had problems with it he would have put a stop to it long ago, he would have stop hearing to your every comand already, he wouldn't allow you to hold him from behind and let your hands play with his body the way you want when he tries to focus on the archives, if he truly wanted he would push you away instead of moving his body for you, he wouldn't arch his back and raise his hips in chase after you, he wouldn't move his head to let you have access to his neck, he wouldn't lift his own clothes and spread his legs when you tell him to do it, if he really wanted he wouldn't be in this situation, but if he had say no back then he would have be deprived of the bliss that it is to have your hands on him, the absolute bliss it is that is having you fingering his hole, to have you working on his own cock or even bending him over, to push him against a wall, to have you stretching his inside and proclaming him as yours with every thrust, the torture it is to let you do everything you want when you want it, to have you ignoring his complains about how other may find out or how you simply don't let him have a rest if you don't want to stop, what a blissful torture, aeons, he would have never guessed how good it would feel, even if he has to beg and follow instructions, even if he has to kneel down before you or be marked until his whole body is covered, he doesn't care because everything is more than worthy for the pleasure you bring him, of the way you fuck him that always manage to make him see stars
જ⁀➴ Mydeimos
It is quite subtle the way he express not only his love but also his soft spot for you, after all the way you two are always together gives away a bit the way he is always lingering close, the way he is actually paying attention to everything you say and even if there are times where he ends up glaring or even calling you an idiot both know that he would never mean it, and even if there are times when despite being quite subtle he ends up teased by the others Chrysos Heirs, but it isn't like that will stop him, after all nothing can stop him from staying close from you, to hearing your every words because for him it is a pleasure. It isn't that he cares much about what others may think of him but he isn't exactly looking forward for the others to know the power you hold over him, of course even if they find out it would be really hard to imagine it, after all only you have the power to give orders to the prince of Kremnos, the only one who holds the power to make the legs of the undying Mydeimos tremble and even almost give up, to make the warrior who grow up in battlefield feel like it is too much all because you can be so cruel when you want to, because you hold the power to make him kneel before you, to open his legs if you please, of push him down and raise his hips just for you, to make him to take you until he can't handle it anymore, until his mind becomes all fuzzy and his body moves just out of instinct, or perhaps if you are in the mood you can make him put those pretty lips of him to use just for you, and he will forever happily obligate because nothing in this life can make him feel so full and satisfied, nothing can drain him and still make his body beg for more like when you use him for your pleasure, because his body won't break and you are able to take full advantage of that, even when his mind may not be as stronge as his body and he will end up drunk and drooling over how good it feels
જ⁀➴ Gallagher
How shameless he can be just lead him to be incredibly open with his love for you, leading him to have a lot of small gestures that are incredibly loving, always pouring you a drink when he knows you need it, fixing your clothes without saying anything, gently placing the lose strays of your hair behind your ear and sometimes even just caressing your cheek out of pure adoration, there is not the slightest doubt of the love he holds for you, but just as he has no shame on openly love you he doesn't have even the slightest bit of shame when it comes to follow your ever order. When it is only you two and when you start touching him with that lustgul hunger of yours Gallagher becomes the most obedient lover you could ever ask for, it is just that you always make him feel so good, that no matter if you decide to threat him roughtly or painfully gentle, if you decide to be kind and love him with gentle kisses or tie down his hands and spank him until his skin is all red, he doesn't really care because you always make him reach cloud nine, because you have a way to touch him that always drives him crazy, because letting you have your fun using him always means that he will be filled, that his sweet spot will be kissed by your tip more times that how he can count and that you seed will be dripping from his holw at the end, that his body will be shaking and aching because of how much you love him, because you find his body attract him enough to use him like a pretty doll until he is completely overwhelmed and drained, until his voice is so broken that he can't moan anymore and still you will find a way to fuck him in a way that will still manage to make his voice come out, you have free pass to use him as much as you want, his mind, body and soul is for you to use and enjoy how you must because at the end, there is no doubt that he will enjoy it too
imbib x reader, hint of sunday x reader, unestablished relationship. idk you guys just chill with each other (cuddle in bed). subby dan heng
yay
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The man in front of you blabbers on, contently engaging in a conversation with you. Unbeknownst to him, a needy dragon impatiently swishes his tail unconsciously, practically glaring holes into the man’s head in the corner of the room. If it weren’t for March 7th’s earlier intervention of “Dan Heng, you need to give them space to talk to the guy! It seems pretty important to them~? Mm… Dan Heng, go in the corner!” with a cheeky grin and all, he’d be by your side as usual. He suddenly notices your glance as you turn your head to check on him, noticing his own tail swishing as well before promptly and stiffly stopping the movement. But he liked this short, sweet moment of attention from you. Too bad the man in front of you stole your attention away from what was rightfully his again. Pay attention to your needy dragon!
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You never understood why he liked sleeping in the archives room so much. Regardless, you had your own room in the Astral Express and that was all you needed — some privacy. That was until Dan Heng had suddenly decided that your room was to be shared with him, same bed and all. No, not your room anymore, the both of you shared it. You should get that right from now on, unless you want a pouty Vidyadhara in bed at night.
Not to mention that there was beginning to be a growing pile of pillows and blankets on your bed that Dan Heng kept bringing over. At least he was comfortable with you enough to do so.
Speaking of which, though you had not broken the unfathomable and taboo rule today, a pout laid on his face as he snuggled deeper into you in bed that night. You gently hummed, petting his hair in a soothing manner, “What’s up with the pout?”
“…Nothing. I’m fine.”
“Oh? Then why the sulking?”
You tilted his head up, an amused smile on your face as you observed his cute expression. A hint of red dusted his cheeks and ears as Dan Heng mumbled out a response, sulking harder. “Hnn… I’m not sulking…”
He pushed his face back against the crook of your neck despite the hand under his chin, hiding in the comfort of your arms and neck again. How cute and unusual of him.
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You’ve noticed that Dan Heng’s been acting a little weird lately. He’s been sulking more, talking less, and has been clinging and following you around to an absurd degree. Were all dragons this clingy?
He, in particular, gave a weird response when Sunday, a new member of the Astral Express, sat next to you on the plush red seats of the train.
Dan Heng's tail not-so-subtly curled around your waist as he stared intensely in front of him. You disregard Dan Heng's waist curling around you. It was cute, and he had been pretty clingy lately anyway. Meanwhile, the Sunday was too flustered to notice Dan Heng's mood, pink painting his cheeks. He averted his eyes, shyly gazing at the floor as he tried not to squirm out of nervousness.
"Trailblazer... I used the new cologne you got me. It smells very nice and I really appreciate it. Would you mind if we... went out again?"
"Oh? You like it, Sunny? Of course! We can go out again together."
"Ah... Thank you..."
Dan Heng's fist clenched.
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That night, Dan Heng comes to your room again. Actually, no, he follows you to your room this time. Right after your conversation with Sunday. Usually, he would do his own thing in the archive room before returning to your room like every night. However, he was being extra needy and touchy today, practically pouncing onto you the second you got onto the bed.
He sighed, leaning against you in bed, clutching your shirt in his fist, "I thought you were mine..."
"Yours?"
"Hnn... We sleep together in bed every night now, don't we? And I follow you every where you go and provide protection... That's what mates do."
"..."
"...What? You know I'm in heat. You're already quite fortunate that I'm even holding back right now... Mm..."
Oh. So that's what the pile of pillows and blankets were for. You did not know.
He cutely tilts his head up at you, pouting with flushed cheeks. "What are you waiting for...? I need babies... And it was already torturous enough that you were talking to Sunday. Make it up to me...♡"
warnings: fluff, crack, slight angst, them being in heat, dragon anatomy so 2 cocks huehuehue, reader is very very very curious abt dragon anatomy, shy bois<33, squirting, handjob, overstimulation, dacryphilia, praise, eating out, finger in vent so fingering????
notes: i was thinking over different dragon anatomies but then my mind suddenly went what if?????? inspired by @teeth-farie’s sub leviathan fic. gradient divider by @/benkeibear. im dying waiting for wuthering waves to release also jiyan might be ooc as it is written before wuwa’s release. you can think of any dragons you know or want, these were the only ones i could remember😔 part 2 is here!! part 3 is out!
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it’s not an everyday normal thing to have a dragon as a lover. more so if said dragon is seen as a high ranking being and is constantly busy while also being basically untouchable in human terms. hell, not even their fellow draconic kin aren’t able to spend time with them, much less make them put down their mask of indifference and cold stoicism.
a certain title with heavy burden, suppression of one's emotions and feelings rest atop their head, constantly forcing them to make choices based on their people and their wishes, yet never for themselves. always living up to their title and position in the society but never simply as themselves. never giving them a moment of respite, comfort, feeling of kinship or even a friend to share a cup of tea or a glass of pear blossom wine with. always a title, someone to be worshipped and admired from afar but never to get close to or to even dare touch.
except for you, you sweet human who stumbled your way into their life. quite literally. your first meeting with your draconic lover was of you stumbling down the stairs and landing in front of their feet ungracefully while they tried their best to stifle a laughter that was bubbling in their chest. who were you and where have you suddenly ungraciously fell down in front of them in a heap of mess and a single thumbs up accompanied by a muffled "i'm okay!"?
you had the body anatomy of a human. you looked like a human. you sounded like a human. but were you truly one though?
"now who are you that have discourteously decided to fall in front of me like a chipmunk would out of a tree?" they ask, doing their best to stop themselves from doubling over in a heap of a laughing mess as they reach a hand out to help you get up. their resistance only proves futile as a quiet chuckle escapes their mouth — to which they had to bite down on their tongue to not turn it into a laugh — when they see the absolute mess you have made out of yourself. hair a mess, sticking out everywhere like a bird's nest with your clothes covered in slight dirt and grime alongside a few tears here and there considering you quite literally fell down the stairs in front of them.
reaching a hand out, they help you out in taking out some stray leaves that had stuck into your hair during your tumble. all the while, you try to dust off your clothes as quickly as possible so you could apologize and thank them.
"yeah yeah, but chipmunks are cute, aren't they?" you clarify with a cheeky grin as you finally stand upright to take in the visage of your helper and the same person you just made a fool out of yourself in front of. not that you minded it that much.
oh. oh well stars have mercy, aren't they the moist celestial man you have ever laid eyes upon. it was like looking on a painting in front of you. the sunlight right behind their head, creating a halo like effect as the man smiles at you with nothing but kindness and slight amusement twinkling about in their eyes. you were pretty sure you looked like a fool right now in front of them, jaw slack as you stared at their face. for a second, the dragon was a bit concerned. did you perhaps somehow unhinged your jaw when tumbling down the stairs? but you were talking just normally a few seconds ago. or... was it because you recognized him that you had suddenly gone quiet?
he hoped not. he liked your little charismatic words and choices of being well... in a more gentler terms, weird. but in a very cute way. just like a chipmunk.
“are you—“
“god damn!! even your voice is hot” your sudden words take them back by surprise, causing them to go quiet. did you just—?
"[NAAMMMEEE]!!! WHEN I CATCH YOU, YOU'RE NOT GETTING OUT OF YOUR OFFICE UNTIL I SAY SO!!" a third voice calls out, seemingly calling out for you. upon hearing the voice screech out your name, threatening you with paperwork, he could see you freeze up. visibly paling — if he squinted hard enough, the dragon could swear that he saw your ghost float out in a comical way — eyes widening, you glance back to the top of the stairs you came tumbling down from. just then, another person comes running in, standing atop the the stairs you just tumbled down from.
“YOU!!” the person points a finger in your direction, seemingly your boss or a coworker perhaps. but considering how you were literally shaking in your boots, this person was definitely your boss or something along those lines…
“it was nice meeting you and all, i gotta dash. i don’t wanna deal with paperwork today or ever. see ya’ around, pretty!” you manage to say in a quick heap of mess, giving the dragon a single pat on his shoulder before making a mad dash to somewhere. the dragon could only hope that you won’t get caught by your superior. though, that wasn’t the only thing on his mind.
“pretty…” you called him pretty.
it wasn’t as if the dragon never received compliments before. he did, actually. many times and so much to the point it had grown dull to him. the affirmations of his prowess or how handsome he looked nor the elegant way he dressed — they were all common to him. from his subordinates to a civilian he would pass by on the street would stop and fawn at his otherworldly visage.
yet why was it that your single compliment the one that had continued to linger on his mind? it wasn’t even the sophisticated words the poets sing nor the heartfelt way the children would cheerfully say. no, it was just how you would call a fellow human “pretty”.
a fellow being…
was that why it was so different? why it left such a deep impression on him that the dragon couldn’t help but flush as he thought about how you referred to him. not as something to revere, not as a title to bow to or a powerful being that you should walk on eggshell around. just a fellow living being with their own feelings and emotions. like… a fellow human being.
the dragon found himself unconsciously recalling the moment over and over again since then. it would come to him during meetings, during a paperwork, during a simple moment of respite and recollection.
he would catch a glimpse of a tiny chipmunk, squeaking as the little furry creature jumps between trees, and he would be reminded of you. he would see stray leaves falling from the tree and he would be reminded of you. he could just be walking around and before he knew it, he was back at the place where you two first met. the stairs you’ve stumbled down from, the underground he was standing at, the railings separating the sidewalk from the pond nearby.
“pretty” the dragon would whisper to himself, the word falling from his mouth without him knowing as he looks up at the stairs. secretly, he would hope that you you stumble down the stairs yet again. “like a chipmunk would out of a tree”.
“hey! it’s you, pretty!” as if sensing his weird newfound feeling of longing, the heavens have decided to grace his lonely soul with your lively presence once more. turning around, he could see you running over to him from the opposite end of the stairs. the dragon couldn’t help but chuckle softly, a deep and low rumbling sound coming from his chest.
“pity. i was actually waiting for you to tumble down the stairs again” he says once you were close enough, all of his attention shifting to you now. he could see you much more clearly now. there was no rush of you running away from your duties, no superior chasing you around threatening you with paperwork, nor the tumbling down the stairs. no. this time, it was just you and him. and if he strained his ears enough, he could hear the squeaks of a few chipmunks in the nearby trees.
you looked beautiful. charismatic smile and lively eyes shining up at him with a bright and bubbly personality that seemed to drag him into your depths, making him want to spend every waking moment beside you.
“oh boo-hoo. how about you tumble down the stairs next time, huh?” you groan, eyes rolling with a huff of a laughter. not even a three times of meeting and you were already joking with the dragon as if he was an old friend of yours that you met again after a long time. is this what it means to have a friend? to share laughter and jokes with teasing jabs at one another. harmless humor thrown about as you two stroll around the streets with little to no attention to your surroundings or the people staring, pointing, whispering about you two.
no. it was just the two of you. the dragon and the charismatic human.
just him and you. alongside the few squeaks of a distant chipmunks jumping about a few trees.
much time had passed since your first encounter. almost every day, at every hour, the city could see you alongside the dragon, hanging around, chattering and even gossiping as the two of you just simply enjoyed life. if one was missing, you could simply find the other around the corner.
at first it was almost sacrilegious to the people. what do you mean a mere human — a commoner nonetheless — was seen hanging around with the great dragon?! surely it must be some elaborate prank or a joke! due to that, a quarrel had broken out amongst the high standing authorities of the society or amongst those who work under the dragon’s commands. it wasn’t common to see the dragon walking amongst the common folk, no. but what was weird was the fact that the dragon seemed so… humane, as he laughed and even played pranks on some of the people with you. thankfully, it quieted down when he decided to address the arising problem at hand and peacefully settled everything. not entirely peaceful though, as some — okay maybe everyone who has the position of authority — had strongly protested against him being on a friendly level with a normal human.
too bad for them because the dragon basically told them to shut the fuck up and think of their own lives. in a very gentle and professional manner for they knew you would have jumped their asses if given the chance. that’s just how unhinged you were but it was okay for the dragon loved your little unhinged things and comments.
it was adorable to see you shuffling around with nothing in mind. just daydreaming in your head, waiting for their meeting to end so you two could go out for the promised snack run. he always loved to come from your back and swoop you up in a big hug, effectively spooking you no matter how many times he has done it in the past. he loved the little squeaks you made. the quick latching of your hands around his neck to stabilize yourself. the scolding you give him about warning you the next time he comes in to swoop you off of your feet.
endearing — that’s how you were in his eyes. a treasure to be protected. a hidden gem to be admired. the painting of an ethereal angel to be seen but never to be touched. and dragons know just what to do to keep their treasure safe.
protective hand constantly around your waist or your shoulder, keeping you close to himself. a little peck on the crown of your head away from prying eyes. sometimes, he would bare his fangs at anyone who shows hostility towards you, human hands morphing, elongating into sharp claws that could tear into their flesh. a tail wrapped possessively around your ankle or wrist, refusing to let you leave his side. though, it was always unconsciously done as the dragon would apologize with flushed cheeks when you point it out.
“your tail has a mind of its own, i swear” he could hear you mutter with a giggle, a hand running over the smooth scales of his tail that was loosely wrapped around your middle. he was lucky enough to have some peace and quiet in your presence without his servants to annoy him further. while you? he was sure that you skipped your work again to come over to him. you always seem to find a way to skip out of work.
the dragon didn’t mind. if it meant being able to see you again, he wouldn’t mind cutting out of his own work to come and visit you.
with a low rumble in his chest, he pushes his head into the crook of your neck further. tail peacefully hooked around you, his own hands in his lap as he quietly purrs in content at the feeling of your hand smoothen out his scales.
“awww, you purring?” you coo out, hearing the distinct noises he was making as he uses your shoulder as a makeshift pillow. the dragon pauses, realizing he made a mistake of letting himself get too comfortable in your hold. no doubt you would use this to tease him, and he was right when your hand came up to scratch under his chin like one would treat a cat.
“mmrrpp… nope. i have no idea what you’re talking about” he tries to deny your words, yet making no effort to defend himself as he leans further into your touch. it actually felt good to have you scratch his chin and to purr like a cat. all he got in return was a hum.
this was usually how your days went. cutting out on work, running away from your superior to pet an overgrown lizard. a very handsome lizard who loved to spoil you but a lizard nonetheless.
oh heavens have mercy, it was back. it was back and it was worse than last year’s and the dragon was silently cursing his body as he tries desperately to keep his mind grounded.
sometimes, he tended to forget just how annoying it is to be a dragon or have some sort of draconic blood in his lineage until he is reminded of it. hot, bubbling lava swirling in his stomach, his mind constantly going to the gutter as he thinks about all sorts of inappropriate things. and he wasn’t safe nor were you safe because for some reason, his mind kept creating the image of you. gentle hands exploring his flesh, teasing kisses on his elf-like ears, dirty vile whispers of how you didn’t knew he was such a pervert.
that wasn’t how the dragon wanted you to be remembered as. he wanted to keep your image clean and sweet, surrounded by nothing except flowers and gentle smiles. not his tail wrapping around your waist to make you continue to fuck his brains out until he cried dumbly.
“[name]… [n-name], forgive me…” pitiful whines spilled from his bleeding lips as the dragon tries to drown himself within the pile of pillows and blankets stacked upon his bed. how perverted must he be to think of your image in such a lewd way? he doesn’t think he can bring himself to look you in the eye the next time you meet.
knock knock!
urgent knocks sounded from the doors of his home, ones he thought he was just hallucinating in his current state. being in heat sucks as the dragon couldn’t tell if the things he was hearing were real or just a fragment created by his mind. curse his biology.
soft clicks and clacks resound into the emptiness of his home, making him perk up slightly from bed. who could it be? not everyone knew how to enter his home nor would they be foolish enough to do so during this time of the year. but there was one important person he was close to. the one person he forgot to notify of his oncoming heat cycle. the same person he gave the spare key to his house to. the same human who—
“hey! you were home along, huh? i got worried when you weren’t at your workplace the last two—“ he could hear you trail off, words getting stuck in your throat as he sees the slight widening of your eyes when you took in the scene of him just being miserable. curled up on his bed, tail flicking wildly as if he was provoked and uncomfortable. ears and cheeks flushed red with slight haze covering his usually bright and attentive eyes.
ah, he really wanted to make you see how pathetic he could get during this time of the year.
“[name]… p-please, leave. i don’t want to drag you into this mess” another whine of your name fell from his lips, this time louder than the one before.
please don’t get close, he could smell your scent and it was driving him up the walls. human hands becoming more scaled and clawed as he paws at the soft materials of one of the blankets. poorly muffled whimpers falling out as he tries to hug his tail to himself, to keep it from reaching out and hooking around your ankle like it always does. please don’t come closer, he might just trap you in his home for days until this cursed heat goes away. he didn’t wish to subject you to this torture.
“ah, right. i forgot that lizards and snakes go into heat during this time of the year” you briefly take a look at the calendar hung on the wall. the last 2 days not crossed out due to his suffering of the heat. the last 2 days you didn’t see him. at all.
he must’ve been in so much pain. whining and groaning, little growls slipping out too as he tosses and turns on his little makeshift nest. in the middle of his toss and turning, you could catch a glimpse of a small wet patch starting to form on his pants’ front. was he getting hard by just seeing you? how… cute.
“[name]! please, just leave! i can t-take care of myself” the dragon pleads, trying to shuffle away as you approach his bed to sit on the edge of it. shushing his pleas, you reach a hand out to place it over his tail that he had let go, the extra limb curling around your wrist a bit too tightly.
“hey hey.. it’s okay. nothing wrong with helping you out here, y’know? i just wanna help” you hum, rubbing small circles onto his knee where your hand was placed. you could only hope that it would soothe him and his troubled self, but it seems to have the opposite effect as he now looks pained. brows furrowed with fanged teeth chewing on his lips, so much so he was starting to draw blood. you tut softly, other hand reaching out to make him stop doing that.
it felt nice to have you here. the hand that was on his chin trailing up to smoothen out his long tangled hair. he had forgotten how much the little things can calm the nerves of his as he leans into your touch. you were here. reassuring him, being understanding as you suggested helping him. what did the dragon ever did to deserve you?
swallowing the saliva in his mouth, he gave a little nod, signaling that he had decided to accept your offer of help. you give him a small smile, to which he reciprocated with shaky, bloodied lips. it took some effort to help him get rid of his pants, his tail getting in the way over and over with how it refused to stay still. it even knocked down the bag of little groceries you brought when you first walked in. the dragon apologized, saying he had barely to no control over his tail during this time. you only chuckled at that, kissing his cheek as a move of comfort.
“you mind if i take these off too, pretty?” you thumb at the hem of his boxers, looking into his eyes for a sign of rejection. gods, he forgot how much he loved that nickname. breath getting caught in his lungs from hearing it in such a loving way, paired with how careful you were with him.
he gives a little nod and you take off his boxers, throwing it to the side with his pants.
oh? what an unexpected sight.
what you thought would greet you with the typical human male anatomy, instead there was a vent like opening. slightly puffy with a bit of scales on the sides in a seemingly protective layer, a little bud on top similar to a clit and wetness dripping from it and down to the sheets. you would have never thought that dragons would have such an interesting anatomy.
tentatively, you run the tip of your forefinger over the slit, softly prodding them in an opening motion to see how he reacted. he only flinched, soft whimpers falling out. he was so wet too.
“does every dragons have an anatomy like this? does it hurt when i do this?” you ask curiously, unable to tear your eyes away as the slit seem to pulse gently, opening up and closing, almost like the soft fluttering of a butterfly wings.
“i think so… maybe? and no, it doesn’t hurt. don’t worry” he reassures you, finding your genuine curiosity endearing. even in a moment like this, you were being so thoughtful. so gentle. so kind and understan—
“can i lick it?” sigh… he should have seen it coming because you had this tendency to not think before you speak, therefore resulting in moments of unhinged words and actions. but the thought was one he was willing to entertain. none of his former lovers had tried to lick his vent before and it would be a new experience. out of his comfort zone but that’s how new experiences are like.
giving you a nod, he gets comfortable on the bed as he opens his legs to you more, watching with dilated pupils as you settle between them. soft kisses to his thighs got him heaving a breath he didn’t knew he was holding, muscles loosening in relaxation as he waited. you took your time. soft kisses trailing from his thighs, to some little scars before finally reaching his vent. in a way to test the boundaries, you gave a few kisses to the scales, the little bud that resembled a clit before licking a stripe up his slit, tasting the slick that was gathered there. he tasted oddly sweet. like honey that was left in room temperature for a bit too long. you could feel like legs jerk, threatening to close around your head.
“s-sorry… not used to it” he mutters under his breath, to which you only hum softly. placing your forefinger and middle finger on both sides of the vent, you make a little spreading motion. gentle little licks turning more greedy as you give his insides a few licks. the dragon lets out a loud whine at that, throwing his head back on the pillow as a clawed hand comes down to fist at your locks.
he didn’t had plushie insides, if anything, you were pretty sure you felt scaled limb move inside his vent. the scales similar to the soft ones that were on the outside of his vent. maybe it was the same thing? in an effort to satisfy your growing curiosity, you push your tongue inside a bit more, prodding at the soft scaled limb slithering inside.
“gyaAANH—! w-wait a minuuyygkk♡︎♡︎ [n-name]♡︎!” he yelps loudly, his legs finally wrapping around your head as he writhes on the bed. more of his delicious juices spill out, dripping down your chin and to the bedsheets. it was a bit too much for him. this was first time allowing his vent to be eaten out and you were such a curious little human who kept pushing him to limits of pleasure he never knew existed. hell, he didn’t even knew he could let out a squeal like that before.
meanwhile, the poor pent-up dragon weakly bucks his hips into your mouth more, you only continue with your little research. pushing your tongue inside, licking up his insides as you push his vent open more with your fingers. by now, you have come to the conclusion that this slick gushing into your mouth was his precum. at least, what can be considered as a precum in dragon terms.
eyes focusing on his pretty face twisting in pleasure, you felt giddy with how easily you could make him crumble. such a strong and intimidating dragon, only to turn into a moaning mess when you eat out his vent. it was endearing to see how much he trusted you.
continuing to prod and lick at his vent, the insides and the little nub resembling a clit, you watch in fascination as his slit becomes more loose. the scaled limbs that were slithering inside now starting to push out, prodding past the protective scales of his vent opening. oh, it was his cock you were prodding at when you were eating him out.
wait no. cocks.
sitting upright, wiping the mess he made on your chin, you coo words of comfort as his cocks slowly comes out of his vent. helping him with it, pushing his legs open each time he tried to close them because everything felt too much for his overly sensitive body. one was a bit bigger than the other, soft, glistening scales that were the same color of his tail on the base that slowly turned into his human skin. the scales were soft, barely noticeable but definitely sensitive as he kept twitching whenever you ran your finger over it.
“they’re pretty” you remark with a smile, fingertip trailing from the base of his bigger cock to the tip, teasing his tip with a light few taps. he could only jerk at that, whining softly at the feeling of your hands on him.
oh gods, was this real? your hands were on him. on his body. on his cocks. you were touching him, helping him out during his heat. you… he wondered if you would allow him to scent you. maybe leave a mark or two on your neck. perhaps if he begged enough times, you would allow him to touch you too—
“aangh—! [name], don’t just touch them like.. that… aaanghh haah s-so soft♡︎” he trails off into a quiet moan, his claws digging into the pillow under his head for stability as you finally wrap your hand around his cock. softly stroking it, occasionally swiping your thumb over the leaking tip to make him squirm. your hand was so soft. so loving in the way it handled his cock. were you not taken aback by how weird it was? how inhuman they were? he isn’t surprised that you aren’t. you find almost everything interesting, and his body was one of them.
“easy, pretty. deep breaths, i got you” he could hear your words over the soft moans of his own unrecognizable voice, so shy rather than the commanding authoritative tone it usually has. all he could do was nod his head, no thoughts in his mind as he allows you to take care of him. you can take care of him just fine, he knows that better than anyone.
“f-feels.. good. love uungk♡︎ the way your haaanhhg h-hand feels♡︎♡︎” he stutters over his words, barely able to let out a single sentence without tripping over his own breath. how could you be so good to him? stealing his breath away from the moment you first stumbled your way into his life until now, in his bed, taking care of his sensitive body.
all the while, you kept a close eye on his vent. the soft fluttering it occasionally does whenever your thumb would swipe over his pretty pink tip, whenever you would add pressure to the prominent vein under his mushroom tip. it seemed sensitive too. and neglected too as it continues to drip with the slick he was gushing over your face just moments ago.
switching between his two cocks, trying to give attention to both of them, your free hand grazes over the lip of his tent. almost as if sensing your curiosity, the poor thing opens up a bit more as if asking you to push your finger inside it. but was that possible? judging from the size of the slit opening, you could tell it wasn’t fit for taking things inside other than his own cocks. but there was still some space left. maybe you could give it a shot.
“breathe for me, pretty. you’re doing so good. that’s my sweet dragon” words of praises continue to fall from your lips, clouding his mind more and more with each word. so much so to the point he couldn’t tell that he came on your hand already. using his moment of distraction, you ease your finger inside slowly until the first knuckle.
“aaNNGH—?! [n-name] what’re yo-oouugnnh—! h-heavens, what—♡︎♡︎ what are aaAMH♡︎ MYAANGH MMRPP♥︎?!” immediately, he started to thrash around on the bed. choked pleas of stopping, asking you what you were doing and soft sobs falling from his lips as his legs shake like a fawn’s. what were you doing to him?! it felt like a hot bubbling lava was swirling in his stomach, ready to burst at any moment. what is it that you were doing? he— he couldn’t bring himself to see it, afraid that if he does, he might let out a sound that he never let out before.
but that dam he was trying so badly to hold back broke when you eased your finger into the second knuckle. shaking legs weakly kicking at the bed, tail coming up to wrap around your wrist in a tugging motion into the vent while he arched his back so prettily, letting out a damn squeal as his cocks squirted over his stomach and to his chin.
“oh, look at you! gods, you’re so damn ethereal, darling. i fucking love seeing you like this” you say in excitement, watching as his dilated pupils turn into a heart shape while fat globs of tears start to roll down his cheeks. he was really sensitive huh?
softly, your finger explore the insides of his vent. tentatively stroking his inner vent until you came across a soft spongy spot inside. it felt oddly gummy, very little but still there. curious about what it was, you give it a little stroke, watching as your dragon squirts yet again. his legs wouldn’t stop shaking and twitching, body writhing on the bed so cutely as he blabbers about some unintelligible things. you could faintly make out your own name and things about hitting his soft spot.
“[n-nAME]!! STOOHPPP SHTOP STOHP EECK♡︎♡︎!! t-too much f’ meeaannnhhg♥︎ t-too much too muchtoomuchtoomuUUNGK!! GYUUCKKK—♥︎♥︎!!” your sweet darling cries out, sobbing as his claws reach out to your hands, digging into the flesh there. it didn’t help that your other hand was still stroking his poor cock, making his orgasm longer than it ever has been before.
he was going crazy. he would die! if you kept stroking his cock while fingering his soft spot inside his vent, he would surely go crazy from the sheer amount of pleasure!! he can’t take more—
“c-can’t—! can’t squirt ‘nymoowwhr♡︎ [name]!! [name]!! [name]!! [name]!! [name]!! [naMEE]♥︎♥︎” the dragon trails off, eyes rolling to the back of his skull as your name falls out of his mouth in a gibberish mantra. oh, how adorable he was, jaws slack open as he drools, crying about not being able to squirt anymore when his cocks easily does it for him.
“shh shhh… easy, love. easy” you shush his shrill moans, kissing his pointy ears as his tail refuses to let your finger out of his vent. how cute. he was such a contradiction, it was adorable. but you could see he had never received such amount of pleasure before as the grip of his claws on your hands loosen, blurry heart shaped pupils staring at you with no thoughts in his head.
“you can take another finger, right?” you ask, wincing slightly when his tail wraps entirely around your forearm now.
“[n-name]…! [naaammeee]—! m-mate♡︎♥︎♥︎” your sweet dragon trails off, nothing behind those hazy eyes of his as he only slurs out your name and the word mate over and over again.
WARNINGS:SEXUAL CONTENT,BREEDING KINK,SIZE KINK,JEALOUSY,POSSESSIVENESS,OBSESSIVE LOVE
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It’s not fair. He and you know that it’s impossible for you two to ever have children. Though whenever Dan heng’s heats seem to come you deal with a lot of crying.
Looking at you with those doe eyes of his and begging to be bred until he’s round with a child.His pussy spread open for you and eyes teary from the thought of never being able to have children. You can’t make promises to him. Holding onto his pillow as he sobs into it. He stares at you hesitantly, his eyes focusing on your length teasing his wet folds. Sliding down on them slowly to get him even more wet then he is now. He’s overstimulated and stretched out completely from how long you two had been going at it.
But he refused to stop. Not now. Not until his heat was over at least. Letting out a small whimper his hips trembled as he feels your fat tip brush against his clit.Grabbing at his thin legs tightly you look down at him with a heavy breath.He immediately sucks in a whine and twitches his hips down on you to make your cock go inside of him faster.Despite the long hours you’ve two have done he still feels as if your size is taking his breath. Pushing deep inside of his stomach, enough to rest a bulge on top of his bellybutton.
His delicious throbbing cunt wetting you completely, enough that it made even thrust sound messy and sticky.Cunt dripping onto you and out of him, still trying to desperately suck onto anything you give him.Dan heng’s eyes roll back once you nudge against that spot that has him mumbling out nonsense.Crying to you and sobbing his heart that he wants a baby now! His chest arching upwards showing his pretty red nipples..around them bite marks from your fanged mouth.Claiming him as yours.
You couldn’t help but to slightly laugh as his tail tighten around your neck when you slightly stopped your pace.He’s glaring up at you, daring for you to do that again and he’ll take you himself.During his heats you couldn’t so much as to look another way because he’d accuse you of not loving him.During his heats he’d get so possessive of you that you’d never leave his sight.All you needed to be doing was to breed his messy cunt and soon he’ll bare your children. Dan heng would sob that you weren’t trying hard enough, even as you pounded at his cunt hard enough to leave it bruised..well not that he complained much about it.
Raising his leg up from his thigh you pushed it against his shoulder leaving him sobbing at being stretched apart so much.But he wouldn’t complain. No he needed to be spread apart even more so your cum could fully impregnate his womb.He loved to be manhandled..put in position where his cunt peeked opened and shook for your cock to just slam in.Slick slipping out for you to go in raw..just how he loved it. “B-baby.. want a mhm! Want one s-so much!” He cried. You couldn’t respond to him. Only smile to let him know you were hearing.
Your poor baby. Feeling so powerless in not being able to give him what he wants you try your best to at least leaving him trembling with pleasure. You know how bad heats can be for his kind. High fevers and headaches if not around their mates. Cute panties of his drenched in his slick.Belly just waiting to be pounded by a cock. You can only imagine what he went through before you met him. The feeling of your hands run up towards his chest..giving both of his tits a nice rough grope and a quick soft swipe of your palm. He coos at the feeling. Turing to look up from your cock working on him. To your eyes who just can’t seem to look away from his face.
He flushes at the sight of your devouring gaze. Body burning at the fact that you never once complained nor held his attitude against him. You knew it was his heat talking..making him so whiny for a baby. So demanding and mean with you. Yet you still look at him with loving and lustful eyes..his cunt can’t help but to drool at the thought. Eyes filling with tears he squeezes around your shaft before bring his hands to your face. Leading you downwards to pull you for a kiss. He can’t help but yelp once you eagerly return it.Arms wrapping around your neck and legs immediately pulling you in closer to embrace around your waist.
It seems your pace just got even harsher with his pussy.His eyes grew hazy and mind foggy as he started feeling you even more. The size of your cock fully moving into him enough to knock the wind out of him. His hands fully feeling at your back, how you hovered over him and covered his sweet body so easily. So big. Licking the bottom of your lip with a swipe he whimpered into the kiss feeling your teeth nibble at his lip.You could feel how his fingers dig into your back..leading down onto your waist as he nips at the edge of your hips with his nails.
As soon as he feels your tip nudge so nicely against that spot his eyes widen as he gasps. Forgetting all about your kindness towards him and immediately letting out a high pitched growl of possessiveness. The back of his feet press against your hips harshly to push you more against him. Mouth swallowing your tongue whole as his fingers immediately intertwine with your hair, gripping and tugging at it roughly. Mewling and crying into the kiss as he curses how much he wants to be bred. How much he’s only good for being used and pushed around by you. It’s his only purpose.
Dom!reader x sub!ILDanHeng - reader is gender neutral
Warning: hair pulling, horn pulling, dragon form, rough sex (wasn’t that rough), dacryphilia, imbibitor lunae form (dragon sex?), safe word, kind of cnc, degradation, teasing, anal sex (i use dick/cock/can be read as strap), begging, spanking, fingering, spit as lube, humiliation kink
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Nini!rant: what a coincidence, today his banner drops
Kinktober list 2024/2025
Ever since the day you came face to face with your boyfriend’s secret form, a switch in your mind got turned. For the better or for the worse? You couldn’t tell, but you sure knew your brain chemistry has been altered forever.
There was something weirdly gorgeous about his other state, he radiated a different kind of beauty, a composed and elegant one— somewhat different than his usually reserved vibes. Don’t get it twisted, you adored him nevertheless. This was more akin to the feeling of opening a box for the third time in a row and still discovering something new and exciting to explore inside.
You adored that new look with the long hair, and were interested in those horns of his. They glowed ever so slightly, looking all mystic and shiny. It caused your inner curiosity to blossom, causing you to wonder how it’d feel to touch them, and what his reaction to that kind of stimulation would be.
Yet you haven’t gotten a single chance to gush to him about your fascination, because he began avoiding you openly. Averting his gaze when you tried to strike up a conversation, turning his face away from you at all times. Just… whyyy?!?! What did you do to anger him? He must be mad with you, right? Otherwise he wouldn’t ignore you like this..! It hurt a little, since you didn’t know the reason, but it wasn’t enough to stop you from seeking him out. You were going to get to the bottom of this, no matter what.
Which is why you barged into his room at the Astral Express without invitation, closing the door of the database behind you, locking it in lightning speed. This was in case he tried to run away again— you weren’t going to let him off the hook so easily today. No matter what, you demanded an answer. At least, that’s what you had in mind, because the moment you saw his surprised face, staring at you so innocently, all that build up frustration just vanished without a trace.
That silky black hair framed his pretty face perfectly, cheeks currently tinged with a layer of blush, it made your heart pound faster. There was a reason why he was your partner. You found him simply adorable and pursued him until you broke through the walls he build around himself, earning yourself a special place in his heart. “Y/n…? Ehem, what can I help you with..?” The boy wondered, looking to the ground as he sat cross-legged on the thin futon he had placed in the corner.
Even now he refused to look at you, and it annoyed you so much. What was his problem? You closed the distance between the two of you, jumping over some stairs as you closed in on him, your shadow engulfed his crouched form. He clenched the book in his hands tightly, knuckled turning white as nervousness spreading across his features. “I think we should talk.” Your voice was serious and stern, something he didn’t get to witness often since you preferred to treat him with the utmost care. So if he did, it was a clear indication that you meant business.
Dan heng knew he has been acting quite childish lately, knowing the key to a long-lasting relationship was proper communication. Despite him being fully aware, he just wasn’t ready. At first he only put it off for a day, then two, three, before it turned into weeks and now this disaster in front of him. He still haven’t prepared himself emotionally for this, and began feeling all embarrassed. The truth was, he still gets shy when you stare at him too intensely.
After you learned of his imbibitor lunae self, you’ve been gawking at him with those glistening eyes, full of adoration and affection, as if you fell in love with him again and again. Not to mention this, but 24/7. With you seemingly lost in thought, thinking about him in scenarios he didn’t dare ask. One look and he could tell whatever was going on in that skull of yours couldn’t have been entirely pure, and it made him feel all strange. There was not a single vocabulary he has ever learned that was befitting what he’d feel at these moments, wanted and primal, with a touch of vulnerability.
Alone the thought of going out with you was enough to make his cheeks turn a deep crimson, he couldn’t possibly handle anything more than that…! But he didn’t want to bother you with insignificant matters like this neither. He could take care of it himself, he wasn’t some blushing maiden. It’s not like you two haven’t shared intimacy, so he really couldn’t fathom why his mind keeps going blank at the thought of entertaining any perverse ideas.
No, rather than not having any fantasies of his own, he was too ashamed to voice them out. The moment he’d open his lips, the words become a jumbled mess, tongue twisting as incomprehensible babbling left his usually calm and smart mouth. So it wasn’t due to him being dissatisfied with you at all, and more of an internal problem he wanted to solve himself first. What he didn’t expect was worrying you in the process, and so he replied, “…yes, we should.”
Once you lowered yourself, settling down on the simple nest he called his bed, you noticed his posture relaxing by a fraction. Did you come across as too frightening, perhaps? It wasn’t your intention to scare him… what a great start, “Dan heng, can you tell me the reason why you’ve been avoiding me?” You inquired, reaching out to hold his hand. He flinched at first, a little startled, but then nodded softly before taking your hand, fingers intertwining.
“I’ll wait until you feel ready to tell me.” If you act this reliable now, while playing with the back of his palm absentmindedly, he will have no choice but to confess. With a heavy sigh, he parted his lips, taking a deep breath to muster his courage before answering, “it’s your fault...” You blinked, seemingly baffled, then added, “I know, I must have done something to upset you. So don’t hesitate to tell me.” This was the kind of attitude he was talking about, making him feel so at ease and comforted, even though it was nothing serious.
He felt really guilty now for causing such a drama out of thin air, and whispered with his head lowered, “I was just… flustered. With the way you stared at me.” The blush on his cheeks reddened, you noticed his fingers quivering slightly. “How did I stare at you?” You pondered, not even aware that there was apparently something wrong with the way you gazed at him. “Nothing horrible, just- at times… it looked like you wanted to ravash me.” Wait, he read your thoughts that well from your expressions alone? You had to be more careful with hiding it next time.
“Dan heng— you see, the thing is, I-” you tried to explain yourself, fearing he might begin to feel uncomfortable around you. But his next words dispersed all your doubts, “I don’t… dislike it. In fact, to think you’d want me with so much yearning…” His sentence got quieter towards the end, as if he couldn’t believe his own words. That’s right, he liked the attention, and he wanted to do whatever you wanted, fulfilling your fantasies, and feeling good alongside you. The only obstacle was the burbling shame within him.
Though after talking to you like this, laying his heart bare, he didn’t feel half as embarrassed as before anymore. “That thing that’s been on your mind…” He began, slowly raising his head up, “I… I want to try it.” You blinked, at his conviction and how determined he was, even though he didn’t even know what perverse scenarios you’ve been thinking off. Even now, he was just so dead set on pleasing you. What were you ever going to do if you end up pushing him too far?
“Love, you don’t even know what I might ask of you.” You smiled gently, the corners of your lips twitching when he suddenly held both of your hands, “it has something to do with the imbibitor lunae form, doesn’t it.” He wasn’t even proposing a question, the manner in which he said it told you he knew about that fact already. There was no point denying it now, which is why you nodded slowly. “If you are curious… I don’t mind doing it in that form.”
Now he was tempting you, testing your resolve so underhandedly. Offering you a treat he knew you could barely resist. It ended with you having to put your everything into not pounding on him right here and now. He was too adorable and you were feeling this intense urge to rough him up, to bite him and make him cry. To make him even prettier. These sudden realisations played a huge part in your answer, resulting in a rather honest response, “more than just simple curiosity, I want to you to cry in pleasure.”
That was a passionate promise, if he could say so himself. Make him cry… he got a little bashful at the thought, but agreed nonetheless, “do what you want to me.” the boy gave you a meek smile, not fully aware of the weight of the words he just uttered. After that, he let go of your hands and wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you closer while he slowly leaned back until his back hit the mattress. It led to him pulling you atop his lean frame, caging him within your arms.
You could feel his slightly shaky exhale on your skin as you slowly closed the distance, fingers itching to cradle him. “Are you sure about that? I will be rough.” What you deemed as a warning got taken as something to look forward too. Unbeknownst to you, your sweet partner was more than eager to satisfy your desires. “I mean what I said, don’t worry about me.” Dan heng muttered, deciding now was time and closed his eyes as he transformed.
A biting light appeared out of nowhere, submerging him as you got startled and backed up a little. The air in the room became humid, you could feel it thicken and you closed your eyes to shield them from the brightness. Once it ceased, you opened them again, and came face to face with the dragon form of him. “Woah…” you couldn’t help the gasp escaping your throat, you were more than just impressed, in fact you were captivated. Sure, you caught a glance of him like this once before, but seeing it up close was a whole new story.
His shiny black hair was long enough to pool on the ground, resembling the most beautiful silk. Those horns you’ve been looking forward to were radiating this faint glow, compatible to his shiny eyes. Not to mention those adorable elf-akin ears. For some reason, his outfit changed as well, it became more revealing. You weren’t used to seeing him not wear formal clothing, thus didn’t know where to look at. That chest window was damn distracting.
Every single part of him looked delicate and fragile, it made you want to protect him, to care for him, yet it stirred your sadistic side too. Awakening it from its deep slumber, regaining the erotic fantasy of wanting to leave red marks all over that unblemished skin. Drawing on him with your lips, creating a masterpiece no one would be able to take their eyes off.
He was simply so gorgeous, after all. You adored every version of him. “Dan heng, can I touch them?” You asked, even though you already got his permission moments ago. The dragon nodded slowly, cheeks heating up again under your watchful eyes. This feeling of being studied and observed was sending tingles all over his body, making him more self-conscious than usually. Did you like his new look? Was he pretty…?
One of the things he appreciated about you was how you wore your emotions on your sleeves, a single peek into your pupils was enough to tell him everything he wanted to know. They were the windows to your soul ultimately He wasn’t really a fan of this vidyadhara body, due to it reminding him of painful past memories and all the unjust things he still had to suffer for. Yet isn’t it strange? Just by seeing you gaze upon him with that smile of adoration that you wore so proudly was enough to lift his spirits, letting him forget all that was weighing down on him.
For nothing mattered more than you being with him, staying by his side, never leaving or judging, in this precious moment slipping away much too fast. Call him a hopeless romantic, he didn’t mind, for he’d wait hundreds of years just to spend one more second with you. How could he ever even think about refusing your requests?
When your hand reached out for his horn, digits brushing against the sturdy component, you realised this position might be a little unfitting for what you wanted to do. So you asked for him to turn around and lay on his stomach, to which he complied without much hesitation. It resulted in his face being pressed into the tiny mountain of pillows while he raised his rear high up into the air. A compromising position, presenting himself on a silver platter for you. “Y/n, like… this?” He questioned, and you replied with, “mhm, just like this…”
You began caressing his hair and horns respectively, stroking both as you got a feel for the texture. It was fascinating, since you’ve never seen it before. He was just full of surprises, wasn’t him? Next time was he going to tell you he got a tail? Nonetheless, you brought his hair up to your lips, pressing a tender kiss to the two coloured lock as you let it slither through your sprawled fingers.
And the results were in your favour, because Dan heng began squeezing his thighs together as he clenched the blanket tightly, shoulders twitching upwards whenever you brushed a specific spot. So he was sensitive there, you’ve got to remember that. Though now wasn’t the time to mess around, especially because someone looked touch starved. Which is why you stripped the jacket covering half of his body, as well as his pants, revealing more skin with each piece you took off of him.
Then you whispered into his long ears, “the safe word will be red, got it? Otherwise I won’t stop even if you say no.” You waited until he gave you a clear verification, and smiled. Now that the preparations were almost complete, there was only one last thing left undone. With that being said, you grabbed his butt and spread them to reveal his glistening hole, sticking your tongue out to let your saliva drip down, acting as substitute lubricant, followed by you inserting your fingers inside him.
You shoved the two digits inside pretty roughly, enjoying the way his body jumped at the sensation. His shoulders and nape were beginning to redden, though it was hard to make out because his loose hair was draped over him. What a cute reaction, was he feeling embarrassed? Maybe he’ll feel good if you rubbed against his squishy walls? With that being said, you curled your fingers or scissored them, changing between the two motions, loosening him up all sloppily, making quick work of it.
Dan heng was trying his hardest to not grind his hips back against your hand, which failed miserably once your fingertips brushed over that sensitive bundle of nerves inside him. His rosy rim clenched around you, sucking you in until your last knuckle was buried in his wet heat. Little high pitched moans gradually slipped from his tongue, eyes squeezing shut in humiliation while his pointy fangs bit down on the soft textile beneath him.
The poor fabric was stretching, on the verge of tearing, turning into a darker shade due to his spit. His legs kicked cutely every time you rubbed his prostate, something very unlike his usual self. This was dissimilar to what he was normally used to, you were so harsh with him. Stuffing him full and fingering him without a care, giving him deep and lazy thrusts, it was by no means a bad feeling. Dan heng basically couldn’t do anything but whine out muffled moans around the pillow while quietly begging for more.
A few more pumps later, you decided he was prepared enough, and lined up your own tip to his hole. He tensed up when he felt you prodding against his entrance, nails biting into the sheets. “Y-y/n… ah~!!” Another cute whimper, you wanted to hear more of his sweet, angelic voice, and you wanted to see tears. Hence you used a tad more force, catching him off guard as you slammed home, bottoming out within two thrusts. “W-waiiit- hiiieekkK..?! ♡”
Much to his delight, your grip around his horn tightened, and you gave him an experimental tug. His head fell back while his back arched, tongue lolling out as he panted heavily. “Ha-haaah..!! G-gentle…” You didn’t pay his words any mind and yanked with a bit more strengh, testing his limits. Even though you expected him to cry out in pain, he was actually shuddering as he pushed back against your pelvis, getting all greedy and wanting for of your sweet pain.
“You liked that? I didn’t know you were such a pervert.” You taunted, stroking your hand up to the tip of his antler, before going all the way back to the base. He quivered some more at the sensation, and closed his eyes again, ears twitching cutely. “Oh? Those things can move?” You commented, and leaned over to pin him down with your body weight, towering over him slightly. “That’s adorable~” a low chuckle, followed by you giving his earlobe a teasing lick.
The tips of his long ears immediately flushed a rosy crimson, a choked out gasp as he tried to muffle the sounds he makes. Look at him, trying to hide while grinding his ass against you, if you didn’t know better you’d think he was a whore trying to act shy. Since he desperately craved this so badly, why shouldn’t you give it to him? With that being said, you finally began moving, pulling out until just the head was inside and then shoving all of it in again, filling him to the brim.
You repeated this process a few times, giving him slow but deep thrusts, using them to pinpoint the location of his prostate once more. He was melting while you manhandled his body, loving everything you did to him. The way his toes curled each time you pushed it in, how his mind seemed to shatter to a thousand pieces. And for you, he’d do it all over again. A few more moments later, you found what you were searching for, hitting that sweet spot of his head on, causing him to let out an unrestricted moan, “aaAhHhh~!! N-not theeeereee~ ♥︎♡!”
Honestly, you could basically feel how his tight passage spread around your girth, gripping down so eagerly. “Relax, love. Or do you want it to hurt?” You whispered those words straight into his ear, smirking as you riled him up even more. Whats depraved little dragon, wouldnt you agree?Now that you’ve found his weak spot, you sped up your pace, switching from the intimate pounds to quick and fast ones, aiming to turn his prostate into mush by slamming into it over and over again.
Purely subconsciously, he pressed his face into the soft cushions some more, head half drowned in them as his entire body rocked back and forth with every ruthless rutting. “Hnnngh… mMhFff~…!” You were going so incredibly fast, fucking into him like that, you were punching the tears out of his eyes. That’s when he felt you pulling on his horns again, causing him to lean back and part his lips, revealing his slurred voice as he groaned, “ngGHhh, y-y/n… ah! D-don’t yank on t-them..!!”
You didn’t spare his hair neither, holding a batch of it in your fist loosely as if it were a leash, hips slapping against his. He was on the verge of crying, feeling his tears collect in the corners, leading to his view becoming blurry. His head felt hot and his scalp tingled, insides pulsing and throbbing as you made sure he took everything you gave him. Like a prey caught in the overwhelming claws of a predator, shaking and mewling while made to please their hunter.
It felt good, he couldn’t think about anything but how pleasurable everything was. The pain mixed with the pleasure, turning into a toxic cocktail that threatened to consume his mind and throw him into a bottomless pit of endless addiction and cravings. Slowly, he got used to your treatment, the once rough pounds appearing intimate and steady now. It made him want more, need more, as he begged with his body. Lewd noises now slipping from him without any lingering shame, hips starting to move in sync with yours.
Seeing him rut back like this, you couldn’t help but grin. Your little Dan heng has turned into such a pervert, haven’t he? Or maybe he’s always been like this? You were currently still pressing your chest against his back, fucking him like some brutish animal in heat. Your lips brushed over his nape, tongue darting out to lick at a spot, as if marking it, before you bit down, hard enough to make him bleed and leave a dent. That was the last straw of his sanity, snapping like a single thread as he began to sob and whimper without dignity.
There was no word he could think of that could describe this fulfilling feeling he hasn’t felt for centuries, this satisfaction and affection each time you left another bite mark on his shoulders. How the line between hurt and bliss began to fade, he couldn’t differentiate between the two anymore. Oh he loved it, he really did, he wanted to bleed for you. Hot tears steamed down his heated cheeks, but a meek smile was tugging at the corners of his mouth, eyebrows furrowed as he gasped, “y/n… d-don’t hold back with me. Give me everything, all of it. Please…♡”
The strength was leaving his limbs with every thrust punctuating his sensitive nerves, blood failing to rush to his muscles and instead collecting in his crotch and brain. He was feeling lightheaded, and there was something tightening in his abdomen, begging to be released. This was bad, he couldn’t keep his legs steady anymore, and he crashed down pathetically, laying completely flat while he apologised, “ah…! S-sorry.. i lost my balance, m’sorry…”
“Really now? Seriously, you can’t manage such a simple thing?” You took this as your chance to dish out a punishment, letting go of his glinting locks to strike his cute and plumb ass, leaving behind a bright red handprint. He yelped in surprise, feeling the sting spread out as he grit his teeth. Then, another spank, on the other cheek. It ended with both adapting a flushed colour, his rim squeezing you all snuggly as he shuddered in pain and delight. Poor thing could barely conceal his excitement.
“Next time, it won’t stop with just two slaps, got it?” You snickered, acting meaner than usual, something he didn’t know could be so alluring. Anticipation and fear surrounded his senses as he awaited your next course of actions, eager for that was yet to come.
While he was allowed to stay in his crumbled position, clutching the sheets and trapped beneath you, he was now forced to take the rough pounding you gave him. Hammering into him without a second thought, chasing your own pleasure as you used his hole like some fleshlight, filling the data room with lewd squelching sounds alongside his enticing whines, bouncing off the walls.
Judging by the sheer volume of his moans, he didn’t feel any discomfort, which spurted you on to do more, and to absolutely wreck his insides. You wanted him to turn all mushy and pliant, like the stupid slut he was for you.
If the rest of the express crews didn’t hear him, then he must be a damn lucky man. Considering he wasn’t holding back at all now, weeping and screaming as your cock rubbed against all the right spots that made him see stars, body tensing as he got closer and closer to the edge. Can you blame him when you are fucking him so well, using him like some rag doll? This was his first time getting such… intense attention as well, normally you’d be nothing but loving, caring for his every needs. Now you were pounding him like you hated him, like you wanted to break him ♥︎
“AnNNhh~!! ♥︎♡♥︎ p-please, too much, t-too muUUhhmmff~!! I-I’m c-close, please… have m-mercy ♥︎~~!!” In all honesty, he wasn’t even really aware what he was blabbering on about. Only half of it were words he actually wanted to say, the rest just slipped out without any meaning behind it. This was dangerous, he felt like he will never be able to go back to how he was before after getting a taste straight from paradise, this ecstasy that’s been concealed from him, like forbidden knowledge he’s finally acquired at a great cost.
The world was spinning around him, reduced to nothing but you, your touch, and your voice. Like a light guiding him through this, weighing him down simultaneously, making him reach new heights of pleasure. His moans only increased in quantity as he tried, and failed to lift his sore body. Almost as if every ounce of power he had has been reduced to nothingness. This was almost akin to a parasite, yet he welcomed it with all his heart. It seems he was beyond saving, for he was already hypnotised and addicted. The way you got him hung up on you was devious.
“Already? Such a dumb toy I’ve got, reaching your limit this soon, spouting so much nonsense.” You teased, though you actually adored how talkative he’d get right before his climax, and all the incoherent mess he’d cry out. He was more of a listener normally, so you loved hearing his voice behind closed doors. And this new side of him, pleading so sweetly while getting impaled on your dick, you might have just fallen in love with him all over again.
His dragon form was beautiful, and seeing that form wither underneath you, covered in red and glistening with sweat, was even more breathtaking. Since he said he was close, you had to wrap this up quickly. That’s why you brought your other hand to his free horn, and began stroking or rubbing the part connected to his scalp. Holding him in place like some beast to tame, while rutting into his now sloppy and loose hole. Your slut was taking you so well~
Poor thing, his leaking arousal got completely ignored, making a mess everywhere with its precum, dirtying his sheets. It was throbbing, pulsing as if about to burst any moment. Your thrusts plummeted him into the thin mattress, accuracy still scarily accurate as that place got hit over and over again. After all it has endured, it has become all bruised and broken now, sending out one blissful sensation after another, straight to his brain. The stimulation was too much, he was going to cuuuuum—!!
You slowed and pinned him down with your weight once more, mumbling in a quiet manner, “c’mon, debase yourself for me, show me how filthy you are~♡♥︎” It was adorable how you could see him trembling with the residual shame he somehow still had, torn between liking the insult and feeling offended. He still had room for improvement when it came to accepting his preferences, huh?
“Ah-aaAHhhnn…!! hnNghhnMmff~~ ♥︎♡♡” Your words were the breaking point for him, resulting in everything falling apart. All the build up tension washed over him in waves, cascading through his veins. And shortly after, he came untouched with a half-muffled moan, eyes rolling back as he called you ‘mean’ and ‘cruel’ in his mind. It almost hurt as white ropes of cum shoot out of his neglected dick, pooling around his lower belly, sticking to his pale skin and the blanket below. This will take a while to clean up.
His vision blanked out for a split of a second, fingers twitching its final defiance before coming to a halt, slumping down defeated. If it weren’t for your hands grabbing his antlers, he wouldn’t have been able to lift his head or stir at all. You gave him a few more lazy thrusts, helping him come down from the aftermath of his intense orgasm. It took a while until his high faded, and you pulled out of him gently, watching his rim clench around nothing as it fluttered and gasped.
That was a humiliating sound…! He didn’t even know he could let out such high pitched tones, sounding just like a girl. You’ve barely started with turning him into a ruined mess, yet he’s already being devoured by the blissful feelings swelling inside him. Shivers coursed through his veins each time his walls pulsed around the emptiness your length once filled, his heart beat loud enough to ring in his ears.
After a short break, you let go of his horns and shifted your body to lay next to him, on your side, holding him in a warm embrace as you asked, “so… how was it? Was I too much..?” You didn’t feel like you were too overbearing, but what you thought was irrelevant when it came to the comfort of your partner. The boy turned around with a groan, finally showing his fucked-out expressions to you. Tears and sweat collided, decorating that pretty face of his, eyes all puffy and swollen from sobbing, and hair a disheveled mess as it stuck to his forehead.
You caressed his cheek, rubbing away the tears adorning him. He nuzzled into your touch finding comfort in the warmth you provided. The only reason why he trusted you enough to show you every part of himself like this, to give himself fully to you, is because he knew through your actions you were the right one. Only someone who truly cared would be able to hold him like a lover does, to make him feel at ease like you do, right? There’s no way the affection reflected in your eyes could ever be an act.
Even when you’d act mean towards him for sexual gratification, which he consented to, you couldn’t hide it. And neither could he, for the yearning within his heart was too great and simply too much to conceal, neither did he felt like it was necessary to hide something that was natural for a couple. With that being said, he placed a tender kiss to your palm, catching you off guard.
Some of the tears already dried on his cheeks, turning into tiny crystals. His lips were pressed into a thin line, almost resembling a pout while his gaze shied away from yours. “No…” Dan heng murmured in a small voice, stopping in the middle of the sentence, glancing around the room as if he was suddenly worried about others listening in, “next time, rough me up even more ♥︎”
What a turn of events, it seems you unlocked a hidden side of him as well.
Today is Dan heng & anaxa’s banner…. e3 anaxa….. Welp didn’t work out </3 I did get two earlies and thus have like 63 pity right now, so I’ll definitely get e3 anaxa by the end of his banner cuz now i’m guaranteed. If that’s the case I’ll still write that cuntboy anaxa fic >:]
I was actually going to throw in breeding kink if I got him e4 but oh well
Anyway, one of the things I like to do when the fic I’m working on becomes too… dubious when that wasn’t the intention, is adding a safe word. Takes like no time, at most two sentences, and makes everything fluffy & consensual. Sometimes I like writing dark & more sadistic stuff for a change of pace, but honestly I’m just such a service dom I don’t do that often hahaha.
Your hands are pressing his to the mattress so possessively...
It's sinful how loud he moans when you stop him from grabbing onto you, pinning his scrambling and twitching hands to the soft sheets of the bed he was being fucked so mercilessly on.
"Pl- Pleasheee!~" he cries out for you and calls your name soon after. His voice is broken, desperate and a clear representation of his debauched self.
The many hours he had spent under your body, receiving the mind breaking pleasure that you had to offer him had already turned his pretty little head to mush.
Oh, but he should've known better, right? Known better than to flirt with that whore at the bar. But he just couldn't get enough of your jealously filled roughness. It was truly divine, pushing his body well past its limits.
"Hic- 'm SORRY!!~♡ Re-really am- HNGH~" his voice is breaking, it's pitch is so high and whiny as he pleads for a break, for you to slow down. But he knows he doesn't really want that, he wants to be fucked brainless, turned into a stupid little slut, your stupid little slut.
Your thrusts continued their harsh pace, bullying your darling's hole just right. You kept hitting the poor thing's bruised and throbbing prostate, driving him to orgasm for the nth time that night. But.. did you give him permission? No, you didn't.
"Wuh-wait! No 'm sorry- pleashe forgive m-me! AHN!-" his little babbling apology is cut short by yet another hard thrust and another mean bite to his already tender neck. He's biting his lip as you squeeze his pretty hands tighter and pin his body down with an even firmer grip.
No matter how much the pretty thing pleads for you to stop he never uses his safe-word, only screaming out your name like its going to make you forgive him. Well.. you already have forgiven him, but were you going to pass up the opportunity to have your baby crying and begging? No, you weren't. So he's just going to have to take it for a while longer.. ♡
KAEYA, CHILDE, dottore, kaveh, boothill, DOUMA, sunday, DAZAI, NIKOLAI, zhongli, HAWKS, wriothesley, alhaitham, dabi, dan heng, jing yuan, AVENTURINE, dr. ratio, your favs...
fucking DAN FENG's previous previous incarnation so good the memories latch with every incarnation ever and they're all so head over heels in love for reader like damn.
Reader is basically their mate as if they all know by instinct that he's THE ONE that fucked them SO GOOD.
It's like that with dan feng too, the moment he saw you he just went feral with instinct and need, the unfamiliar yet familiar sensations rushed through him and he acted on impulse, pulling you to his chamber and kissed you hard and rough like all the previous incarnation did before.
It's the same now with dan heng too.
The moment he saw you, next to jing yuan at the devine commission, he had to squeeze his thighs to hold in a whimper
who are you really? dan feng/dan heng
cw;; angst, nsft, tail pulling, blood mention
im sorry for being a whore for the sads. i was thinking about this quest in canon about a vidyadhara and a xianzhou native where this guy falls in love with her in every life but for her it's just losing the person she loves over and over again. i think a relationship between a vidyadhara and a xianzhou native is inherently pretty sad like that but I think adding the fact that dan feng is the xianzhou's biggest fuck up to the mix makes it even more. that's why I wrote it with y/n being kind of distant because like... how many times has he loved this man so much and so deeply only to be forgotten and treated like a stranger?
who are you? dan feng asks himself a thousand times. he knows technically who you are, you're an attendant for general jingliu. he doesn't know why his thighs squeeze around nothing when he's near you, he doesn't know why when you touch him his body grows so hot it's hard to think, he doesn't know why your voice makes him want to fall to his knees. he can surmise you know but he never has the chance to get you alone, he only ever sees you when you're with the general.
then one day you're running an errand for her that brings you to his estate. your errand doesn't matter because the vidyadhara high elder has ordered you to his bed chamber. he was just going to interrogate you. he needed to finally know who you were.
that plan fell apart when you casually entered his room. you were standing there, a knowing smile on your face and your head cocked to the side. dan feng may have lacked the memories of his former lives but his body didn't. with a practiced ease he slipped his robes over his shoulders, his eyes asking if you liked what you saw.
"you're insatiable as always, high elder. I've not yet had a full conversation with you but you're here exposing yourself to me." you stepped forward until your legs reached the bed.
"you know me...?" it wasn't really a question considering you both clearly knew the answer.
you laughed at him. choosing to respond with your hand coming up and gently pushing his robe further off his body. his skin met the cold air and his soft pink nipples immediately hardened earning another warm laugh from you. he felt like you were mocking him but he couldn't bring himself to be offended, instead his heart felt warm.
you traced your fingers down his thin chest until they met where his robes were tied around his waist. "you can stop me whenever you want, high elder."
"dan feng." he said softly, almost embarrassed by himself.
"hm?" you tilted your head at him.
"my name, it's dan feng." that earned him another laugh.
"ahh sorry, dan feng. i've never known any of you to like being called your title." your tone was smug and oh so knowing.
your hand pulled at the knot around his waist finally undoing it and exposing his naked front to your leering eyes. dan feng found himself unable to form words as his cock twitched and swelled with desire that wasn't entirely his. he expected you to mock him, to laugh at his pathetic state that he couldn't even explain. yet you didn't, your arrogant smirk had even disappeared from your lips as you focused your gaze on his body. your head was so close to his that the young dragon could smell your hair but you weren't even looking at him instead your face had an odd expression as you stared at his body. he opened his mouth to speak as your eyes came back up to stare into his, your eyes took his breath away. he'd never seen you this close before but now you were right in front of him so close he could touch you and your beautiful eyes were looking at him with an emotion he couldn't decipher.
"i can help you take care of this, dan feng." your voice sounded odd, lacking the arrogance of before.
dan feng reached up and grabbed your arms with a desperation he'd never felt before. "you know that my body is yours."
a heavy smile crossed your face. "i wouldn't dare lay claim to your body, dan feng."
"... is my appearance not to your liking?" he felt like he'd done something wrong to you and that was the only reason you didn't have him shoved into his bed right now.
you blinked at him before your arrogant smile returned to your face. "you're beautiful."
"then ravish me." he pushed aside the odd feeling in his chest and took up a commanding tone.
you didn't waste any time immediately your mouth was on his, like a man dying of thirst as your tongue pressed to his lips. dan feng who had never known these things in this life felt his body reacting on instinct and pulled you down over top of him. your hands explored him like they had done so a thousand times, effortlessly finding weak spots that he didn't even know existed. one of your larger hands pinched his perky nipple drawing out a loud moan that let you slide your tongue in his mouth. your other hand hiked his thigh onto your hip allowing you easy access to roll your clothed hips against him. dan feng was moaning and squirming under your large body, his hands struggling against the overwhelming pleasure to get your clothes off.
it was only once his cock was red and leaking that you finally eased off of him. your hands were fumbling to quickly pull your clothes off as you took in heavy breaths. despite dan feng's own incompetence when it came to touching you it seemed like you were also aroused. his eyes watched transfixed as you undid your belt, your thumbs hooking into your pants and dragging them down. his eyes immediately fixed on the large bulge in your underwear, his mouth starting to water with desire.
you laughed at his pathetic state. "patience, dear."
your hand came over to rub your thumb over his kiss swollen lips, the slightest brush against his bottom lip had his mouth opening and taking your thumb on his tongue. on instinct he sucked on your thumb, his tongue swirling around the digit with precision he shouldn't have possessed. you moaned, sliding your thumb deeper into his mouth until your whole digit was coated in his spit.
"that feels nice doesn't it, dan feng? i know it feels so good to let your head empty for me." your thumb began to pull out of his mouth slowly but he scraped his teeth against the top of it in a minor attempt to stop you.
"mm such a good boy." your voice was so warm and calming as your thumb pushed back into his mouth.
"its ok, lose yourself. the only thing that matters is pleasing me." you pulled your thumb free from his mouth as his eyes finally grew hazy and distant.
"what do I do...?" dan feng could feel his head grow fuzzy as his body got hotter.
"wanna see you with your tail in the air pretty boy."
all it took was your words and dan feng found himself face down in his bed, his tail held high in the air. you ran your fingers from the base of his tail up drawing an absolutely sinful moan from the high elder. when your fingers finally began to push at his hole they slid in easily like his body had already molded to your shape. his body greeted you like an old friend; his hole already loose and ready for you, your every touch drawing little moans and shivers from him. it didn't take long for him to be a drooling and ready mess against his silk sheets.
your bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, they always have. your thick cock fills the pretty dragon beneath you until his stomach is bulging but he doesn't whine in pain. his tail fits so perfectly in your hand and acts like such a good handle so you can jack hammer deep inside him. his pretty pink swollen lips hang open with drool dripping down his chin between his cock drunk babbling. he cums first in his pathetic state, cock spilling all over the sheets before he feels his legs try to give. you don't let him fall, hands keeping his hips in the air when he no longer has the strength to do it himself.
you were planning to make him cum and stop but your body craved him just as much as he craved you. you buried your face into his hair, pressing your chest down against his back, trying to memorize as much of him as possible. you should have completely memorized him by now but every time things like his soft scent and pretty voice were the first things to fade. your nails dug into his hips enough to draw blood but dan feng didn't do anything but moan and whine in reaction. your pretty dragon didn't know that you were currently struggling to ingrain him into your mind, all he knew was that his mate was fucking him like a wild animal.
you mouthed slurred praise against his neck; telling him he was so good for you, so pretty, took him so well, such a good slut. it was hard to tell if it was the hickey you left in his skin or the excess praise that caused him to cum again. his hole tightened so much around you that you lost yourself, finally pumping ropes of cum in his tight ass. his pretty thighs were trembling and he babbled his thank yous clearly believing that was the end of your mating. you only gave yourself a moment to rest before you continued your jackhammer pace.
the pretty high elder was an absolute mess when you finished with him; bruises, bite marks, scratches, cum stains, hand prints. he was so fucked out you had to gingerly move him into place in your arms, you held him like you'd held him a thousand times. his pretty eyes blinked at you as he fought to stay conscious but your hand gently rubbing his back certainly made it difficult.
"mate..." he whined so softly his voice raw from the hours of use.
you pressed a kiss into his hair. "so good for me."
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from then dan feng didn't receive any answers, you actively tried to avoid his question. but despite the look you would get occasionally you always remained by his side. you felt like you were at a distance but you gave him everything he asked for so how could he be angry? you wish that back then you had let yourself love him properly, you should have indulged yourself in the lovey dovey actions of his past lives. you didn't realize that he would be gone for good.
all at once you lost everything in your life because of your mate's foolishness but you didn't even get the right to be angry at him. you remember when jing yuan stepped up as general and asked you to assist him the same way you had his mentor. at the time you had only asked that you be exempt from attending the high elder's trial, you wanted your last memory of him to be anything but him in chains. if you could have you would remove the last memory of jingliu being covered in your friend's blood from your brain too. but even while the xianzhou recovered you were left to remember the past.
it was the longest 500 years of your infinitely long life. you could tell that several times jing yuan thought he would lose you to the mara but you persisted. you remained a loyal attendant to the general even as the ambrosial arbor looked to tear the ship apart. when you have nothing but time of course everything will eventually recover.
"you don't need to attend." jing yuan sounded thoughtful while you poured his tea.
"i would find it rude to run away from the people who saved our home." your face was emotionless and empty like it had been for a long time. you caught the general giving you a pitying look before he enjoyed his tea.
you couldn't have guessed why he would look at you like that. you couldn't have guessed that tricky bastard wouldn't have just told you. the visitors from the astral express were standing there looking at you, a background employee who had just dropped and smashed a 300 year old tea set all over the divination commission floor. your eyes were fixed on the black haired man, the one who was unmistakably looked just like dan feng. his eyes met yours and the slightest of blushes crossed his cheeks like it had in a thousand life times before.
"i apologize for-" jing yuan was cut off by that soft voice.
Content warning! NSFW. Sub! Dan Heng x gn Reader. Established relationship. First time within the relationship (virginity undisclosed). Pre XianZhou Luofu timeline at the start but will have a time skip. No orgasm for reader. Fluffy. Checks on consent. Dragon anatomy (slits and hemipenes).
Important notice! Self indulgent fic, written with a persona in mind. Not proof read.
You love your boyfriend to death.
Stoic, reserved, smart, handsome as hell, and most admirably a soft when it comes to you. You adore the difference (although not much) between how he is to others, always professional and level headed, composure as strong as his own strength- versus how he is with you.
Perhaps you're over exaggerating, it's not like he does a full 180° flip, in fact the change is so subtle. But you really can't help but notice the small details. How he'd immediately look at you when he laughs, how he always tries his best to make sure you're comfortable, how he'd always put your needs above his own, how his eyes would be softer than usual as his gaze linger on you, how he looks away when you tease him and desperately trying to keep his composure that's usually there, how he fails to hide how much you mean to him- even through his stoic facade. He's strong, that much is true. But he's so weak for you.
You knew he was the quiet type, the type to act more than use words. So to say that you were shocked when he confessed to you was an understatement.
"Dan Heng, are you there?" The mechanical door of the express opened, letting you access inside the room that he never locks. You could see him in front of the data bank, to do what you assume is updating its information. He looked up from the screen and shifted his to you, a small smile made its way onto his features as you walked over and hugged him from behind, your arms wrapped around his waist.
"Is there something you need, my love?" He lets you do so without complaint, shifting his body so it'd be more comfortable for you. How sweet, you really can't help but want to tease him and gobble him up.
"Yeah~ I need you so bad, I want your attention." You say, slightly muffled by his neck when you snuggle into him. He tensed, looking away as the skin beneath you getting warmer by the second as a beautiful flush of pinkish red adorned his skin. "Just kidding~ I don't need anything, I just missed you." You say before he could respond to your previous tease, already satisfied from his reaction and knowing that your words made him flustered.
Ah, you shouldn't do that.
Dan heng knows he's not one for words, always been so careful around you, keeping his distance in fear he might do something he'd regret. He'd never want to upset you, fearing his awkwardness at expressing himself or his shy reserved nature might ruin things, he wants whatever makes you happiest. That's why he'd always let you do what you want, never laying a hand on you, never initiating touch or affections and instead, opted for receiving things at your pace.
He'd let himself be hugged by you, let you drag him around, let you pin him down on the bed to teasingly kiss his neck, making him a flustered mess as his heart tries to destroy his own ribcage while you retreat and grin mischievously saying that you're just teasing.
Neither of you would initiate sex all the way, though. It's mostly just you teasing him, 'seducing him' only to pull away when he's out of breath to say just kidding.
And it's been driving him insane. He wants you, really. It's not that he despises the skin ship, quite the opposite. He adores being touched by you, it's just that he's afraid you'll be weirded out.
But there are times when you get too much. He wants you, he desires you so. But he's afraid to hurt you, he's afraid that you'll run away. He's afraid that he'll lose control of himself, the form he's tried so hard to keep from cracking and reverting to its original- pointed ears would replace his round ones and long teal horns would emerge from his head, his thoughts would be in shambles and he might not be able to resist his instincts.
As much as Vidyaharas don't rely on reproduction to survive by having its own reborn ability, it doesn't change the fact that he is a dragon. An animal, primal, dangerous.
He's afraid to let you go. He doesn't want to. He wants to be with you, claim you as his. But he can't, he has to resist.
And when you tease him like that, your lingering touches and the breath on his neck, your gaze that looked like you wanted to devour him, getting him all flustered as your feather light touches his chest and traced lower to his stomach. It scares him. It scares him that he wants you so much it hurts.
When you finally leave, tracing kisses along his neck, jawline, the edges of his lips, before you kiss him so lovingly on his lips- chaste, yet filled with desire enough to make him breathless- his knees would give out, leaning back to a wall and slid down to the floor as the mechanical door closed, signaling your full departure and leaving him alone all hot and bothered, trying to calm his erratic breathing as thoughts of you consume him.
He doesn't have the strength to lift himself up nor to lock the door. All he could think about is how much he desires you. "I'm sorry.." He says to no one in particular as a whimper makes its way out of his lips, his hands snaking down before stopping right at his belt, his hands hesitating to move further. He shouldn't be doing this, he treasures you too much to defile you with his thoughts like so.
"Ah.. no, I shouldn't.. I'm sorry, my love. Just what am I even doing?" Dan Heng mumbles into his hands that are now covering his beet red face, his eyes and thoughts spiralling. He shouldn't do such a thing to you, he loves you too much. He wants to protect you, to love you, not to make you the subject of his dirty fantasies- it's immoral, it's disgusting, it's horrible.
Ah, it's dangerous.
"My love, are you awake?" You could hear the soft knock on your room's mechanical door, only opening after getting permission from you. Dan Heng walked in holding a tray of your favorite tea blend and puts it on your table before turning towards you.
"Hm? Oh, Dan Heng! I've just finished writing some letters for our friends in belobog and a list of what might need maintenance for the station since we're stopping by." You hum, looking at your so-called masterpiece with pride. "What are you doing up so late?"
"it's nothing, I noticed your lights are still on so I thought I could give you some tea." He says, letting you drag him towards the bed for you to snuggle into his neck, body going stiff and rigid awkwardly at your touch. How adorable.
"Hm, is that so?" You say, letting him awkwardly lay there, unmoving, as his heartbeat fails to calm down. You grin, hands teasingly trail from his nack to his chest, to his stomach before you trail it up along his spine, watching as the blood creeps up his face and as his heart beats even faster than before.
He sighed, closing his eyes with stuttered breath as if to try and distract himself from whatever you're doing to his body, to him. He needs to control himself, for your sake.
"My love... I suppose it's getting late. Perhaps I should go, so you can go to sleep. I don't want to keep you up, after all—" He made an attempt to move, to distance himself from you, but that plan failed immediately as you pulled him back before he could fully get up, caging him within your arms.
"No, stay." You simply say and close your eyes, snuggling into his neck without waiting for any responses and you wrapped your arms tighter around his body. "Stay the night. I want you."
How could you just say that and expect him to be calm? You're so cruel. He's sure you could hear the rapid beating of his heart right now.
And so, Dan Heng stayed quiet, which you noticed. He didn't answer you. Instead, he opted to stay still, not moving even when your arms loosen their hold on him. "Not even a yes? If you wanted to go then—"
"No-" He cuts you off, answering so fast before he could even register what came out of his mouth and looked away when he realized it, mumbling something incoherent to defend himself.
"Well then," You say with a chuckle, the tea completely forgotten by the both of you as you lay there, slowly drifting to sleep while snuggling close with him under the covers. You really scored a jackpot.
But perhaps his feelings are different than yours.
Don't get him wrong- it's not that he doesn't feel lucky. No, he feels extremely blessed to be the object of your desires, to receive your affections. It's just that he's unsure what to do with his own feelings.
The sound of your shallow heart beat mixed with his own erratic beating fills his ears. How long has it been? How long has he been awake? He couldn't tell, all he knows is the fact that he couldn't get any wink of sleep- not with how hard his body is overworking to regulate itself.
You however, are fast asleep. Mouth slightly open, eyes closed as your hair slightly falls onto your face with the slightest movements you make. You're beautiful even when you're supposed to be a mess, yet the soft light shining from the nightlight makes you anything but. It doesn't help when his eyes fall onto your form so defenseless like that, he couldn't help but feel funny.
"You don't know what you do to me.. The things I want to do to you, and you to do to me.." The guard sighs, closing his eyes as his forehead meets yours, the palm of his hand cupping your cheek slowly and softly as to not wake you. "I love you so so much, I wonder if I could ever express it properly."
You looked so vulnerable, so loveable, so desirable. Do you love him like he loves you? Do you want him like he does you? Would you accept him fully even after you find out of his secrets? Would you still desire him like he desires you? He wonders if you felt the same as he did. He wonders if you'd dream of him, think of him like he does you?
Ah, Dan Heng really wonders if his feelings are too much for you. But he can't help it.
And perhaps if he weren't so focused, so lost in his thoughts, he might be able to notice the slight twitch of your mouth in an attempt to hold back the forming curve of a smile.
A while had passed since then, and safe to say, the incident with the XianZhou Luofu left you speechless. You struggled to phantom that your partner, who was stabbed to save you and the other trailblazers, is a dragon- and the high elder no less! But when you finally had the time to sort out your thoughts you couldn't help but feel giddy, excited at the new side of your boyfriend. You were extremely interested, to say the least.
But the same might not be true for the other. Dan Heng may or may not have had been trying to keep his distance from you but to no avail, with your knowing grin and flirtatious teasing being more persistent than usual, yet also more.. sadistic with your teasing in a sense.
When you see him, it's as if the devil inside your mind is unleashed.
Alone in the train while the others are out doing something? Oh no, it's suddenly too hot so you had to open up a few buttons. But it's still too hot, then you guess you gotta take your shirt off in a slow and deliberate manner.
Meeting in the kitchen? Oh no, suddenly you couldn't reach that box over there even though it was obvious you could. If he points it out? Oh noo, your poor body hurts so badly, you need his help because you can't move.
Passing through each other in the halls? Oh no, you're suddenly sleepy and yawning only to trip and fall down so he'd catch you? You sprained your ankle again? Well then, he'd have to carry you.
While he, on the other hand, had been trying so hard to control himself. Playing by your rules, gulping down his nervousness away, forcing himself to breathe when you only take his breath away.
So how exactly do you expect him to stay calm at a moment like this? When you're pinning him down onto your bed, licking your lips as you eye him up?
"W-What are you..?" Dan Heng stuttered out with hitched breaths as you only chuckled in response, your knees slotted between his legs.
"How could someone as smart and as observant as you be so dense? You think I won't notice you avoiding me? I'm hurt," You breath ghosted his neck, tracing your finger on his muscular chest while your other hand pins his arms above his head. "Why did you hide yourself from me? I mean, of course, you don't have to tell me if you didn't want to. But I wonder if I'm not trustworthy enough? Is there something about me that makes you feel bad?"
"it's not that. I trust you, my love. There's nothing about you that does such things. I love you, i really do.." The man beneath you tried to reassure you, hesitating for a moment to look up at you with a red face and then looking away. He doesn't want you to spiral because of him, he doesn't want you to worry about him just because of his fears. "I just didn't want to scare you.."
"Scare me? Baby, you unlocked something in me. If we're honest, you're hot. I love you, I want to devour you. But after seeing that, I'd be lying to say that I'm not interested.." Ah, there it is again, your voice dropping slightly, voice getting a bit more breathy as your hand slides down to his stomach. "Why would you think you'd scare me?"
"Because I'm not human.. I have parts that are not.." When you do things like this his brain would just short circuit, leaving him to struggle how to put his thoughts into words.
He shouldn't have said that, really. He could already feel the regret coming at him as your eyes widened knowingly, the chaotic gleam made its way through your eyes as you stared at him, eyes roaming non discreetly as if checking him out. "Pray tell, my lovely dashing handsome guard, which parts would that entail?"
"Not ones that would be appropriate to say.."
"Then we don't have to go to the inappropriate part, if you don't want to." You reassure the shy blushing bundle of nerves under you, removing your knees from where it was. "I just want you to be comfortable, is all. I won't do anything that you don't like."
Dan Heng felt as if a cupid's arrow had struck him in the heart again, feeling so much more love than what he knows what to do with. "It's not that I dislike your touch.. nothing that you have done has made me upset, in all honesty perhaps I wanted more.. but, I'm afraid of disgusting you, or perhaps weirding you out."
"Love, there's nothing within this form of yours nor the other one that disgusts me, in fact, I think It unlocked something." You lean down, to whisper with your voice just slightly lower, "And don't think that I don't know, my love. What was it, something about 'the things you wanted to do to me'? I'd happily indulge~"
He jumped a little, obviously startled. "Wait— you were.. awake?"
Instead of answering his question, you pulled away to lay on the bed, letting him freely move and gesturing him to 'go on'. He blinked a couple of times to process the events that had happened and got up awkwardly to look at you before averting his eyes at that knowing seductive grin.
With a sigh, he got up from the bed and closed his eyes. Thick mist suddenly appeared, engulfing his form paired with small globs of water that encircled him as a small teal glowed from inside the mist, before it disappeared to reveal the very form that your boyfriend had been insecure about. Teal horns showed itself from his forehead, a transparent teal tail growing out from his lower back, longer elf like ears, and his outfit became a much more sexy version of his regular guard outfit. "Is.. is this better?"
"Wow, I thought I was imagining things but you really do have a chest window. So hot~" You couldn't help but gush at him, admiring your boyfriend like he's the only man that exists and clasped both of his hands only to pull him close, kissing him passionately. "Don't you ever feel like you disgust me, okay? I love you.. May I?"
He nods, shuddered breath leaving his lips as you traced your hands down his back, flinching when you reached the base of his tail. You immediately pulled your hand away, in fear that you touched something you shouldn't have. But he stopped you before you could, holding your wrist in place with a red face and said, "K-keep going.. it's just sensitive.."
Oh lord, how is he expecting you to control yourself.
You started to continue, admiring his tail, feeling the cool scales of the slightly transparent teal appendage, touching his horns while you watch as his composure slowly shatter, breathing getting more ragged, teasingly lick his long pink ears and hear him struggle to hold back his moans.
"May I.. touch you further?" You asked, only when you got a nod of consent only do you go further, pushing him back onto the bed, your hands going lower to his pants only to notice the lack of tightness that you assumed would be there. "Tell me if it's too much, okay? This is the first time we've gotten this far, right?"
"T-that's- ah, because you always say it's a joke so I.. I thought you might not want me. I was.. afraid, because my body is different from what you might think and you pulled away whenever we.. so I thought you didn't want to.." Dan Heng tried to cover his face with the pillow, only for you to cup his cheek to make him look at you. Your hands hesitated for a moment to pull down his pants before you finally did after getting another nod of approval from him, looking at him for reassurance that you're allowed to continue every few moments.
He was right, it wasn't what you expected, but it doesn't make you disgusted or love him less. Underneath you is Dan Heng, eyes close in what you assume would be embarrassment, and as your eyes trail down, you're greeted with scales that faded in from his lower stomach to his crotch- a scaled slit, wet and twitchy. You're intrigued to say the least.
"Baby, I was waiting for you, you know? I know I come off strong, so I pull away in fear that you're uncomfortable." You kiss him slowly, fingers moving to tease his slit with slow deliberate movements to test the waters, noting every hitch of his breath, every twitch of his ear, every forced down moan. "Turned out we were both afraid to make each other uncomfortable, huh? ...Can I put my finger in? I'll go slow."
"P-please- nngh- please do..."
First, you tried to insert your middle finger. He's already wet and quite loose, your finger entered without much resistance to it. At this revelation, you can't help but feel giddy about yourself, he's so excited about doing this with you. "So good for me, love. Can you take another one?"
You stopped for a moment, letting him catch his breath. He panted, body flushed and out of breath, yet he anxiously nodded anyway, "Y-yeah.. ahngh- but, ah- I'm getting excited so.. you might feel mngh.. something weird inside.."
"Something weird? What do you mean?" Dan Heng wouldn't answer your worried questions, instead, he opened his legs wider with a gulp.
So cute. You soon inserted another finger, this time picking up your pace slightly and stretched your fingers in a scissoring motion. Your lover could only moan in pleasure, trying his best to hide his face- fingers gripping the sheets in an attempt to ground himself as you kiss down his neck while your fingers work their magic.
His breath and yours hitched when you felt something poking your fingers from the inside, trying to go out- pushing you out in the process.
"What?" Confused, you pulled your fingers out, receiving a low whine from your lover. From his slit, now wetter and looser than before, slowly rose something.. Eyes widening on what seemed like hemipenes are standing to attention once they're both fully out. He's big, leaking pre like there's no tomorrow, and painfully hard.
"So pretty." You say, noticing he was starting to get insecure at your stunned silence. Leaning in to kiss his temple as your hand started to stroke one of his hemipenes while the other teased his nipple through the chest window. You simply cannot wait to ruin him senseless. "Such a good boy for me, aren't you? Thank you for showing me yourself, my love. I love you so much."
"I- ahhn.. love you- hhngh- too. More than- ngh- you would- ah- know.." Even though his eyes are practically rolling back, he still managed himself to respond to you through his moans. He could feel himself getting close, heat coiling within his stomach as he frantically tried to push you away, shaking his head with teary eyes. "N-No, you haven't- I'm cu— I'm cumming wa-"
"it's okay, love. Cum for me. Be a good boy and cum for me, yeah?" You couldn't control yourself enough to wait this time though, hand stroking him faster while the other flicked and pinched his nipples. All your lover could do is just nod his head, back arching as he came with your command and lost control of his strength, tearing the bed sheet.
Your strokes slowed down to help him ride out his high and let him catch his breath, his grip on the sheets going slack.
"Good job, you did great. So beautiful for me." Humming in satisfaction at the result of your work, you feel utterly satisfied by how relaxed he looked right now. "Are you okay, love? Do you want some water?"
"You.. you didn't get to.." The fog finally cleared up from Dan Heng's mind, registering what the two of you just did with a flushed face. "The sheet— I'm so sorry-"
You quickly shut him up with a kiss and feel his body going slightly relax, allowing you to move your position so you could spoon him. When you pull away from the kiss, you're already trapping him within your arms, not letting him leave. "I'm fine, lovely. That could be for another day. Don't want you to be overwhelmed. Right now, I just want to enjoy this moment. Anything I can do for you? Towel?"
"No.. this is enough." A content sound left the lips of your lover as he buried himself into the crook of your neck, enjoying the feeling of your arms wrapping around his waist. He doesn't want you to leave yet, not when he finally got to be touched like this by you after aeons knows how long he'd been dreaming of this.
With a comfortable silence, the two of you cuddle in each other's warmth before finally falling asleep, comfortable with one another.
