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i want that can't sleep love

[ truth be told, dan feng is a little bit nervous.

they've been waiting to try this for quite a long time, after all, and with the kemmering finally approaching, well.. what better opportunity could there be? his mate's heat will stimulate dan feng's own rut, they'll both be at their most fertile, there's no reason not to at least give it a chance. no reason to be pessimistic, however low the chances might be. if they don't try, the chances will always be zero.

dan feng has made everything as comfortable for them as possible. their shared sprawling penthouse is clean, dinner is prepared, and anything they could possibly need or want is laid out. he's cleared out a space in their sunken common area, and lined it with thick blankets, pillows and cushions, like a nest, so they can be close to the kitchen and bathroom if necessary, and they can enjoy the view of the city together. there's even a bottle of white wine chilling in a silver bucket on a low table, beside two glasses.

he's dressed lightly, in simple hanfu, one pale green robe with a sash, his feet bare and his hair loose, all ornaments and jewelry removed and laid aside.

when aphelios arrives home, he will find dan feng sitting comfortably in the nest in the half lotus position, eyes closed as he meditates, eyes closed, and in his lap.. are several soft, beautiful, pearlescent eggs wrapped in silk, and kept close to absorb his warmth. he breathes deeply, calming and centering himself as he waits. ]

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[ there's no real way to go about this without pain, which is why he'd suggested the initial painkillers, but still, it makes his heart ache to know that his beloved is hurting. his expression softens, brow tightening with concern..

.. but aphelios soldiers through it without issue, and when those pretty eyes fill with shining tears, dan feng feels his entire chest clench up with the intensity of his emotions, his love, his devotion. smoothing one hand up his husband's abdomen, he pauses with a palm over his womb, massaging gently, a rare smile curving his mouth - but then, he is always smiling for aphelios. ]

I'd be more than happy to.

[ he says softly, crawling upward to press a kiss to aphelios' soft mouth, giving him a brief reprieve so they can celebrate a little bit. this is only the beginning of a long and potentially disappointing, devastating road, but they've taken another step along it, which is a welcome feeling. pressing soft, warm kisses to phel's mouth and jaw, dan feng purrs gently against his ear, while reaching for the second egg. ]

Tell me when you're ready for the rest.

[ there's something about that little gesture, the press of dan feng's palm against his stomach to massage gently above his womb. aphelios presses his own hand atop it, then takes a shuddering breath not unlike a sob, then laughs breathlessly as he leans back against the blankets. they're tears of wonder, of absolute devotion, tears for how happy he is to be taking this next step with his husband, this dragon he loves more than life itself—not a single bit of it is sorrow or upset, and aphelios hopes dan feng can tell.

when dan feng crawls back up to press their mouths together, aphelios draws him close with steady hands, returning each of those sweet, soft kisses. it's only a momentary reprieve, but it's wonderful to be able to take dan feng in his arms even if briefly, to hold him and kiss him and really let him feel how happy aphelios is. ]

I'm ready. [ he cups dan feng's face in both hands and gazes up at him, studying his lovely features with an unconscious little half-smile. ] It isn't bad, my love. It hurts a bit but it's nothing I can't handle.

[ and if it did hurt, if it was too much for him to take, aphelios would say so—he trusts dan feng entirely, and would never hide his pain. he only wants dan feng to be reassured that even if the ache makes aphelios groan here and there, he still wants to continue. and as if to underscore his point, aphelios spreads his thighs a little, encouraging. ]

It... actually, [ and here he does get a little shy, his face flushing as he admits, ] it feels... good. Especially when your mouth is on me. Even when it hurts, it feels good.

[ at those returned kisses, at his husband's sheer and obvious glee, dan feng cannot help but smile.

displaying his emotions openly has never been an easy thing, for dan feng. it was highly discouraged when he was high elder, and all the while he lived his life on the luofu, he was treated with reverence and respect, treated as a powerful figure, a fierce dragon, but never a person with feelings and thoughts of his own. he had been encouraged to be cold and distant, and it wasn't until meeting the quintet that dan feng began to slowly open up. and after all of that -

well. those aren't thoughts worth entertaining right now, in this joyous moment. more importantly, aphelios had taught him how to smile all over again, how to feel warmth and happiness unabashed and without shame. without him, dan feng's life would be so much colder, so much emptier.

at any rate, phel's sudden shyness is quite cute, and dan feng's expression softens as he chuckles, nudging their noses affectionately together. slipping down his body again, dan feng presses a kiss to aphelios' abdomen, just above where his egg is nestled, before he lifts his head. ]

Good. I want it to feel good for you. Children are meant to be conceived in pleasure, after all, aren't they?

[ that's certainly how it works for most creatures, and aphelios deserves only the best. setting to work again, dan feng takes several long moments simply to tend to him, kissing along the crease of his thigh, tongue dragging over puffy folds, slow and soft, before he's mouthing at his clit again, flicking it beneath his tongue. only once he's sure that his husband is aroused and relaxed again does he lift the next egg, and begin to carefully press it inward. ]

[ seeing his own joy reflected in his husband's face puts aphelios so at ease, he's not sure he'll ever have the words for it. it's a perfect kind of relaxation, the kind that suffuses him all the way down to his soul, leaving him beaming as dan feng kisses his way along phel's chest and stomach again.

the kiss he presses to his lower abdomen, just above his womb, makes aphelios blush again, this time with love and tenderness. ]

I believe so~

[ and it is a pleasure, despite the discomfort. there's the physical pleasure of his husband's lips and tongue, of course, but there's also something more primal than that—the emotional pleasure of knowing what his body is capable of, knowing that he can take his husband's eggs into himself to nurture and sustain them.

it doesn't take long for dan feng to coax him to arousal again, as skilled as he is with aphelios' body, and after only a minute or two, aphelios is slick and relaxed again, taking that second egg into his body. perhaps because he knows what to expect, the second one feels easier somehow—he feels his cunt stretch around it and knows how to breathe through the ache, lets it be soothed by dan feng's tender attentions to his labia and his clit.

this time, when that sharp pressure comes, the stab of pain in his lower belly, aphelios exhales into it, and this time, combined with the way dan feng suckles gently at his clit, the pressure is almost... arousing. at the very least, when the egg sinks inside his womb at last, it leaves him shivering, leaves little jolts of pleasure sparking in his cunt as it clenches around dan feng's fingers. ]

Just like that, [ aphelios murmurs, reaching down to brush his fingers through his husband's hair. his other hand stays pressed to his lower belly above his womb, an almost unconscious touch, exploring the way he's starting to feel full in a completely different way than the usual fullness of having dan feng's cock inside him. ] Again, just like that. It didn't hurt as much this time.

Mmm..

[ dan feng hums his appreciation, the sound vibrating through lips and tongue, all through his tender clit as he continues to lap at it almost languidly, suckling the firm bud into his mouth so he can roll it against his tongue.

two eggs in, two more to go. so far this is going wonderfully. there is pain, but it doesn't seem to be excruciating, and aphelios seems to be growing accustomed to it easily enough, now that the initial stretch has been completed. gently palming another egg, dan feng lifts his gaze to his husband's face, watching the pleasure play across his lovely features as he begins to press the third egg inside.

lifting his free hand, dan feng smooths it over aphelios' abdomen before lowering it, his thumb smoothing through sparse dark hair and dipping down, gently rolling the hood of his clit back to expose the sensitive head, flushed and eager for him. his tongue flicks across it in measured strokes, careful and almost teasing while he presses the egg deeper, feeling those welcoming walls begin to envelop it. ]

You're so good for me..

[ he whispers softly, his dark hair brushing aphelios' inner thigh as he dips his head again, dragging the flat of his tongue along his husband's fully revealed clit. ]

[ in response to those vibrations, aphelios exhales a sound that's all pleasure, then mumbles a soft, ] Oh, fuck, [ his thighs trembling slightly with the reverberations even of just that faint sound from dan feng. the quiver only grows more pronounced as dan feng suckles at his clit, his tongue soft and yet unyielding against it, leaving aphelios wet and shivering as that third egg presses to his cunt.

the way dan feng is eating him out feels so good that by now, aphelios frankly doesn't even notice the ache. all he can think about is dan feng's mouth, his lips and tongue; it takes work for phel to stay still, to keep his thighs spread and his back flat against the blankets as dan feng's steady fingers press the egg into him. he's breathing hard, now, his soft pants occasionally ending in whimpers of pleasure, and that's even before dan feng moves his thumb— ]

Ahh! [ dan feng pulls back the hood of his clit to lick the broad flat of his tongue right over its sensitive, swollen head, and aphelio's back arches up off the blankets without any input from his brain. it's such an intense, immediate surge of overwhelming pleasure that he doesn't even feel his womb swallow up this third egg, misses the pain of it entirely as it's drowned out by how thoroughly dan feng's tongue is threatening to take him apart. it's almost too much, except that it's just right, leaving aphelios dazed and desperately aroused, his cunt throbbing and dripping slick over dan feng's hand and wrist.

it's only when dan feng withdraws his fingers that aphelios realizes what's happened, and he squirms a little, his thighs pressing tight to dan feng's shoulders as he forces himself to relax back against the blankets. ]

I'm gonna come with this next one, if you keep that up, [ aphelios says, half promise and half warning. he can already feel the pleasant fizziness of an orgasm beginning low in the base of his spine, and knows that if dan feng keeps licking his clit like that it's not going to take very much at all to push him over the edge. and maybe for the better—there is something a little poetic, after all, about having an orgasm at the same moment that he takes the last of his husband's clutch of eggs.

speaking of. aphelios' hand comes back to his lower belly, where he can just barely feel his stomach rounding out—it's a difference that would hardly be noticeable at all, if aphelios weren't so familiar with his own body and if he weren't specifically looking for such a change. even so, it speaks to the fact of dan feng's eggs filling his womb, and aphelios likes the change. ]

One more.

[ aeons, but he looks so beautiful like this, spread open, flush-faced with his silks still clinging to his elbows, his expression all twisted up in complete pleasure - dan feng is quite sure that he has never been as in love with aphelios as he is in this very moment. ]

One more.

[ as for that little warning, dan feng only smiles, his luminous eyes flashing. making his husband come yet again, with his mouth and fingers alone, is certainly an alluring prospect, and he can't help but think that it would fit nicely as well, that he should reach another orgasm right at the moment the act is finished.

so, naturally, dan feng does not let up. keeping his eyes up, he watches aphelios' face as he lifts the last egg, his fingers all but drenched by his husband's slick, and moves it into place. as he pushes, he closes his lips around phel's fully exposed clit, sucking harder than he had been previously, his entire mouth open over as much of his cunt as he can manage. dan feng's tongue flicks relentlessly, rolling and massaging that tender bud without letting up, while the egg is taken up easily, so easily, sliding deep into aphelios' cunt with hardly any pressure required.

there is no reason to hold back, now. dan feng groans low in his throat, the sound rippling through his tongue as he devours the sweet, slick cunt beneath him, and as the last of the eggs slips into his husband's womb, he keeps his fingers there. surely he won't need the extra stimulation, but dan feng offers it nevertheless, fucking him slow and deep with his fingers, curling them upward to apply pressure to his sweet spot while his mouth and tongue work. it's difficult to keep his eyes open, but he needs to see his husband's face as he comes apart again, driven wild by the biological imperative of his body, and dan feng's ministrations both. ]

[ honestly speaking, aphelios loses track of the egg as soon as dan feng sucks at his clit. the burst of pleasure is so intense it shocks him, makes his whole body ripple with pleasure from the crown of his head all the way to his toes, which curl in the blankets as his thighs flex with indecision. to close against dan feng's shoulders, or to fall further open, letting his husband have his way entirely? in the end aphelios chooses the latter, his thighs spreading wider, feet braced against the ground so he can lift his hips up just a little and press his cunt hungrily against dan feng's mouth.

dan feng groans, and the sound reverberates through aphelios' raw nerve endings, making him cry out with pleasure as the pressure inside him increases. there's more, and more, and more, and along with the pressure the pleasure mounts too, leaving aphelios panting and dizzy with desire. his cunt is throbbing with how badly he wants to come, tightening in helpless waves as he feels the egg press up against the entrance to his womb and stretch the opening wide—and then this last egg, too, slips deeper and settles inside, filling him completely. the relief of it is sweet as honey on aphelios' tongue, and he has a moment, just a spare moment to spend in awe of his body and how willingly it welcomed what may, he hopes, become their babies.

but of course, dan feng is right. he's so on edge, he's been right on the precipice ever since dan feng put his mouth back on his clit, and all it takes is one curl of dan feng's fingers against that spot inside him for aphelios to lose control completely.

climax comes over him like a riptide and then a tsunami, tugging somewhere low in his belly and then washing over him in deep, intense pulses. he cries out with it, writhing against the blankets—his clit is unbearably sensitive and yet he can't imagine pulling away. every stroke of dan feng's tongue, every suck of his lips, every deep thrust of his fingers makes phel's body quake, has his cunt throbbing and clenching and slick dripping from him as he comes.

it takes what feels like a century for the peak to pass, and when it does, aphelios is left quivering and sensitive, his breath hitching and his clit throbbing with aftershocks if he so much as thinks about breathing too deeply. his cunt is sore, and there's a deeper ache inside his womb from how it's been stretched to accommodate the eggs, and aphelios cannot even hope to imagine being more satisfied than he feels right now. ]

Oh, gods, [ he whispers, then shivers again, finally managing to loosen his fingers from dan feng's hair. ] What... the fuck. What the fuck.

[ somehow, by strength of will alone, aphelios manages to lift his head enough to look down his own body at dan feng, still between phel's thighs. he looks—honestly a little shocked by the force of his own orgasm, and yet... still hungry, still greedy for more. he strokes his fingers back through dan feng's hair, fond and adoring. ]

After all that—will you laugh at me if I tell you I want your cock again?

[ was it the most mind-melting orgasm aphelios thinks he's ever had? yes. did it immediately make him want to be filled up and fucked by his husband's cock, so that the seed he spills inside aphelios will serve to fertilize the eggs that may quicken inside him? also absolutely yes. ]

[ not for the first time, dan feng is reminded of how glad he is that they have this entire rooftop penthouse to themselves - aphelios can be as wantonly, shamelessly loud as he wants to be, and they won't be overheard. as if it would stop them in the event that they did have neighbors, but.. it's quite nice to not have to worry about it in the first place.

and ah, those sweet, begging moans, those sharp cries, they are enough to drive a spike of hot arousal deep into dan feng's abdomen, and all the while his husband is falling apart, dan feng does not relent, but continues to eat him out, sucking hard at his clit until it's clear that he can draw no more from aphelios.. at least for the moment. releasing his clit with a soft wet smack, he carefully tends to the rest, dragging his warm tongue along his soft, puffy labia, drunk on the taste of his slick, tinged with his own spend, and the deep, heady scent of him.

at last, dan feng rests his head against his husband's thigh, lifting his gaze up his beautiful body to meet his eyes with a soft smile, though at that request.. he turns his head, nuzzling the inside of his thigh, pressing sweet kisses there, followed by a playful nip. ]

Insatiable, aren't you?

[ he murmurs, but it feels right to end things coupled together again, a capstone on this intimate occasion. besides, he's hard again as it is, fully aroused by the simple act of servicing his mate, why should he allow it to go to waste?

but first, dan feng presses a line of kisses below aphelios' navel, over the gentle rise of his abdomen, now full of his eggs, his womb nicely swollen and snugly full. beautiful. he's so beautiful it makes dan feng's heart ache. he won't keep his husband waiting long, however, and dan feng is soon crawling up his prone body again, pressing his soft thighs apart with both hands so he can rub the ridged underside of his lower cock between the swollen folds of aphelios' well-stretched cunt.

without the use of his hands, dan feng angles his hips, nudging his cockhead against phel's eager entrance before pushing in deep, sliding home with ease for how wet and stretched he already is. yet even still, the fit is wonderfully snug, and dan feng feels a shudder sweep down his spine, his tail lashing behind him. ]

[ aphelios returns that soft smile with a grin of his own, then a soft ooh— as dan feng nips at the sensitive flesh of his inner thigh. ]

For you? Always.

[ his hands are gentle on dan feng's face, watching him press tender kisses over the slightly swollen mound of aphelios' lower stomach. he can hardly believe what it signifies, this small change in his body: the fact that he's carrying his husband's eggs, that they've taken their first step toward trying to start a family.

of course aphelios knows that it might not work, the first time. when they'd first begun to discuss it, dan feng had been clear that if vidyadhara were easy to breed, the bloodline wouldn't be in such a precarious position—aphelios is aware that it may take them several tries to get even one egg to quicken. but just taking the step—just knowing that his body will welcome the eggs, at the very least, that his womb is hospitable to them—it's enough to fill aphelios all over again with sweet, heady adoration for his husband. ]

Come here. [ aphelios' voice is a warm, gentle murmur as he coaxes dan feng in for a kiss, their lips sealing together as his cock presses into phel's slick, well-used cunt. the ridges on dan feng's length rub against his sore insides and make him gasp softly, but it feels so good, so perfect to have dan feng inside him now—like a final promise made between the two of them. ] I love you so much...

[ the intimacy of it is almost too much for aphelios to bear. he hitches his thighs against dan feng's hips and rocks up to meet him, their bodies moving in a sinuous rhythm as their lips meet and meet again. it's perfect, everything about it is perfect—aphelios is borne by the current of it, letting himself be swept along by how deeply and wholeheartedly he adores this dragon in his arms. ]

[ this time, there is nothing rushed about their lovemaking, nothing forceful or needy, it's all love, deep and abiding and all-consuming. aphelios drags him into a kiss, and dan feng goes willingly, pressing their mouths together as their bodies shift together, his husband's hips raised to meet his own. dan feng fucks him slowly, sweetly, filling him entirely with every slow roll of his hips forward, his thick cock fit so perfectly into the irresistibly slick passage of his cunt. ]

I love you, too. [ he murmurs, his voice dropped to a deep, devoted rumble as he licks into aphelios' mouth, allowing him to taste the tang of his own flavor, dan feng's fangs grazing his lower lip gently before his lips part all over again. ] Qin ai de, my lover, my treasure.

[ it had taken work, and no small amount of dedication on aphelios' part for them to come together like this at all, for dan feng to give his aching, guilty heart a second chance, but aeons above, he is so thankful for his husband's tenacity. he did not deserve to be chased by someone so lovely, someone so perfect, certainly didn't deserve his complete and total devotion, but aphelios had chosen to hand him his heart despite it all, and dan feng will care for it like a dragon with its pearl. he won't let go. he will never let go.

a rough moan is swallowed between their mouths, dan feng's hands smoothing over aphelios' sides, over the slight swell of his hips and down his thighs, grasping at warm, yielding flesh. silk and cotton shift together, fabric whispering against fabric, and they move together like water, the rolling waves and swells of a calm sea, and beneath its surface lies an undertow of powerful affection and deep and stubborn love. ]

You feel so perfect for me..

[ his whisper is lost between their mouths, dan feng's abdomen tensing as he rocks forward and holds there, his upper cock pinned between their bodies, his lower filling aphelios to the hilt, allowing him to feel every pulsing inch. ]

[ what aphelios had known all along, even in those early days when he was pursuing dan feng with the tenacity of a puppy with a bone, was that even if dan feng was slower to come into his feelings, that his love would burn hot and unquenchable. and he'd been right, beyond a doubt, because now—now, a decade later—dan feng touches him and looks at him just the same as he did that first night they made love, as though aphelios is the most beautiful, most precious thing dan feng has ever seen.

how could he not love a man like that? how could aphelios ever do anything but devote himself entirely to dan feng in turn, to give his entire heart over, secure in the knowledge that dan feng would keep it safe? falling in love with dan feng is by far the best decision aphelios has ever made, one he's never regretted even for a second. ]

Sometimes, [ phel murmurs against dan feng's mouth, ] I think I must have been made for you.

[ under aphelios' questing hands, the muscles of dan feng's lower back tense as he pushes himself deep inside and stills, letting aphelios feel every inch of him. it tears a ragged groan from aphelios' lips, makes him tip his head back as his hands slip down, grasping his husband's ass to pull him even a bit deeper. the fullness is dizzying—both the dull swollen feeling of his womb and the stretch of his cunt around the girth of dan feng's cock—and aphelios relishes it, his walls twitching in an effort to clamp even tighter around the length inside him. ]

You fit so— [ a soft gasp. ] Like you were meant to be inside me...

[ dan feng has never liked the idea of fate. fate is what had chosen him as the next high elder, after all, fate is what had chosen him to fall, bound in the shackling prison with nails driven through his body. but he thinks, perhaps, that if this is also what fate had meant to bring him.. then he may greet it with a little more lenience. it's difficult not to agree with aphelios' assessment, that they were made to fit one another, especially now, when his cock is nestled so perfectly within his husband's cunt, filling him to the brim, just enough.

aphelios pulls him in deeper still, their hips fitting together like two halves of a whole, precum dribbling liberally onto his husband's slightly swollen belly. dan feng's hands continue to travel, grasping at aphelios' hips, thumps pressing into their hollows before one hand slides between them, over his belly, feeling the warm press of his cock in phel's body.

soon enough, unable to keep still any further, dan feng begins to move again, his palm pressing gently to feel the movement as he plunges in deep, feeling those walls give way around him every time his cock slides in and out, in and out. ]

Perhaps I was. [ he whispers, his exhale shuddering against aphelios' mouth, his voice gone low and rough with arousal. ] And perhaps you were meant to be around me, meant to carry our children.

[ their children, the first vidyadhara to be born in nigh on thousands of years, should it take. it will take. it must. dan feng renews their kiss, and there's a little more heat in it now, the rhythm still slow and deep but beginning to pick up as the pleasure grows, coiling tightly in his belly like a serpent waiting to strike. his mind is full of the beautiful imagery of their future, of aphelios growing round with their children, the eggs quickening inside of him at this very moment. ]

[ the additional pressure of dan feng's palm against his lower belly only serves to accentuate the movements of his cock inside aphelios, and it makes him moan again, his hips moving to meet each of those slow, deep thrusts. it's like he can feel every inch of dan feng as he moves, can feel his walls expand to let him in and then contract when he pulls out. it's unbelievably good. aphelios can barely breathe around how good it is.

he turns his head just a little so his nose rubs against dan feng's, tasting those words just as much as he hears them. maybe he was meant for this—aphelios isn't quite egotistical enough to believe that he's somehow chosen to carry on the vidyadhara line, but he can easily believe that he was meant to carry on dan feng's line, that if his body was made to have dan feng inside him then it stands to reason that his womb was also made to carry dan feng's eggs. phel can't help but smile at the notion, even as his fingers clutch at dan feng's back, the slow steady rhythm of their lovemaking beginning to build inside him. ]

It feels right, [ he whispers back, his thighs shifting and tightening against dan feng's hips, his own tilting up to meet those thrusts. no matter how many tries it takes—aphelios will bear for his husband. there's no question in his mind about it. ] Please, a-Feng... you feel so good...

[ aphelios isn't even sure that the eggs need anything more, now that they're settled inside his body, but there's something that feels so lovely about ending this evening with one last coupling. an old wive's tale, maybe, that children conceived in love are more likely to thrive—but with the odds stacked against them this way, aphelios thinks they can use all the superstition they can get.

he guides dan feng down for another kiss, slow and thorough and gentle, letting the pleasure slowly rise until it threatens to overtake him. ]

[ dan feng would certainly agree. fate or no, being inside of aphelios like this, taking him slowly and deeply after he had just taken his eggs, is right and good. their bodies will continue to simmer with need over the coming days, the kemmering and his own rut won't fizzle out so easily, but this ritual will be complete as they come undone together.

there's no reason to continue taking his time, so dan feng instead allows the natural pace of his own desire to carry him. his hips rock a little more quickly, but just as deeply, his cock sliding halfway out with every thrust, his body tightening up as waves of heat wash over him, leaving prickling goosebumps in their wake. they kiss, and dan feng moans against his husband's mouth as the rhythm slowly increases, ramping up and ramping up until at last his hips are snapping forward, fucking hard and deep into aphelios' waiting body. ]

I'm close -

[ his whisper is sharp against aphelios' lips, each exhale punched from his lungs, and he can feel that his lover is nearing that precipice right beside him. dan feng knows his husband's body well, can feel the way his need rises in the movement of his hips and the pulsing flutter of his cunt, in the sweet, needful sounds that he makes.

there is no need to hold back. dan feng breaks the kiss to breathe, hitching in a rattling inhale as he presses their brows together, his body tensing tightly. he comes in a burst of heat, his hips snapping erratically as his spend spills hot again from both cocks, filling up his husband's cunt and waiting womb with ease, painting his abdomen in white ropes of pearlescent cum. ]

Phel -

[ the increasing pace and the steady depth with which dan feng fucks him is enough to have aphelios panting, each of his quick breaths ending with a whimper of growing pleasure as his orgasm creeps up his spine. it felt good to go slow, but it feels just as good to be fucked like this, hard and desperate like dan feng feels so good he can no longer hold himself back. phel tilts his hips up just right, and dan feng slides in deep enough that the tip of his cock nudges the sore entrance of aphelios' womb; the immediate, resounding burst of sensation is enough to make aphelios cry out, his nails digging into dan feng's lower back. ]

Please, [ he begs, as dan feng pumps into him again and again, slick noises filling the air between them. ] Don't stop—mmh oh gods—

[ one last thrust. one last good, deep thrust, the ridges of dan feng's cock rubbing firmly right over that sensitive place inside him, his cockhead pressed deep where aphelios is still tender—that's all he needs. phel comes with a cry, his cunt clenching and fluttering around dan feng's cock as his cum spills hot inside him and over his belly. he can feel his walls tighten around the thick, perfect length of his husband's cock, can feel the way even his womb spasms as he's filled to the brim with dan feng's cum, a strange and special sensation to be sure and one that makes phel shake with pleasure.

when his climax has mostly passed, aphelios drops back to the blankets with a low, satisfied moan, his thighs still twitching, the absolute picture of complete and total satisfaction. he's a mess, he knows—covered in spend from dan feng's upper cock twice over, his cunt slick with his own arousal and his husband's cum. their silks are probably beyond saving, they'll need dry cleaning that will make aphelios blush to ask for. but aphelios loves it, and that expression of perfect satiation doesn't leave his face as he gazes up at dan feng. ]

Just what I asked for, [ he murmurs with a breathless laugh. his hands move over dan feng's body, up his back and sides, over his chest and collarbones to cup his face adoringly. ] My womb full of your eggs and my cunt full of your seed.

[ even after his peak, dan feng is still trembling with pleasure, the aftershocks of his orgasm rolling over him in waves that threaten to drown him, pulling him under into the sweet undertow of their shared bliss. aphelios holds his face close, and dan feng presses kisses to his mouth, touching their brows together as he catches his breath.

then, rolling onto his side, he pulls aphelios with him, one leg hiked over his hip so he can keep his cock inside of him, keeping him nice and full of cock and cum and eggs for the time being. ]

Mm.. just what you asked for.

[ he echoes, his expression soft around the edges as he smiles, warm and languid, long fingers running through phel's short, soft hair. he gazes at his husband through lidded eyes, thumb smoothing over his kiss-swollen lips, their bodies pulled so close that he can feel the way phel's abdomen gently swells against his own, his womb snugly full of dan feng's clutch. everything in this moment feels so peacefully right, as if everything has fallen into place.

with a soft sigh, he nuzzles their noses together. they're both an absolute mess, but.. cleaning up can wait. they can both exist in the afterglow for now. ]

How are you feeling?

[ the roll onto their sides makes phel giggle a little dazedly, but he likes this position just as well, how it presses their bodies together and lets them stay connected for longer. eventually, of course, dan feng's cock will soften and retract, but until then aphelios is perfectly content being full of cock and cum and eggs. he can feel the way his belly presses against dan feng's more firmly than it otherwise might, and just that little change is enough to send another frission of pleasure down his spine. ]

I feel good. [ with one arm tucked under dan feng's head, aphelios brings his other hand up to run his fingertips through his hair, stroking from his temple backwards and tucking the dark strands behind his pointed ear. ] A little sore... not too bad, though. Mostly I just feel...

[ he pauses, considering how to word it. his fingertips continue to trace lazy patterns over dan feng's skin, idle possessive little touches, and after a moment his hand drops between them to press against his lower belly, stroking the skin there. ]

This sounds funny, but it's like... full. Like having... almost like having eaten well, but... lower, deeper inside. I don't know if I'm just imagining it but it's like I can feel the eggs. [ there's plenty of awe in aphelios' voice, but also a touch of embarrassment, like he wishes he could find the right words and knows he's falling a little short. before his surgery, phel had been the talkative one, fifty words to dan feng's five; even now, when his voice is hoarse and strained with how much noise he's been making, he still feels like he's talking a mile a minute. ] I don't know. It feels good, though. I like... I like knowing they're in there. Our babies.

[ aphelios explains, and dan feng can't help the way he smiles. it blooms like a lotus across his features, soft and gentle, and all the while he watches his husband's eyes, reading his absolute joy and excitement, and feeling his own. dan feng is indeed a man of fewer words, but he says plenty with his actions, with his gestures and his expressions, and right now, his satisfaction is entirely clear.

dropping a hand between them, dan feng slips it beneath aphelios' own, palming over the warm, light bulge in his belly where he knows his eggs sit, incubating just beneath the surface, kept safe and warm. ]

Well, I think it makes perfect sense that you can feel them. They aren't small.

[ and with any hope, with luck and fortune, his husband's belly will continue to grow. if even one of the four eggs quickens, it will be an absolute miracle, but the fact that aphelios' body has accepted the eggs so easily is a promising start. a soft sigh tickles phel's lips, and dan feng rubs their noses together like an affectionate cat, his tail lifting and coiling to wrap around aphelios' back, keeping him close. ]

I know you'll take good care of them. I'll prepare a bath for you, soon. Tea?

[ aphelios' voice has been through the wringer, after all. ]

[ that makes phel laugh, and he leans forward to press a noisy kiss right to dan feng's mouth. ]

You're telling me. [ he grins, then kisses dan feng again. he doesn't have to tell phel twice that they're not small—he did just fit them one by one all the way up into his womb, after all. but hearing dan feng say that it makes sense for him to be able to feel them does make him feel less like he might just be wishful thinking, and content in that knowledge, aphelios settles down again and resumes his stroking over dan feng's chest. ]

Mm... five minutes. [ he wants just a little more cuddling, a little more closeness. phel tilts his head back to make his very best puppy eyes up at dan feng, then smiles. ] And then tea, please.

[ it's not his fault that dan feng makes it so difficult to get out of bed. looking like he does, feeling like he does, his skin cool against phel's warmer body and his tail wrapped secure and reassuring around aphelios' back... even though the prospect of a bath is nice, the idea of having to get out of their nest to get to the bath lacks a certain appeal.

after a few more luxurious minutes spent doing absolutely nothing but lounging, though, aphelios does finally let his thigh slip from where it was resting over dan feng's hip. his cocks have long since softened and retracted back into that vent between his thighs, and at long last aphelios' desire to clean up a little has started to win out over his desire to stay in bed forever.

he shifts and starts to sit up, only to feel a gush of fluid between his thighs that makes him snap his knees closed immediately. ] —Oh.

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