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'This wasn’t supposed to happen.'
That phrase rang into Dan Heng's mind as if it was a prayer, but which Aeon was he praying to? No one of them will answer him. It wouldn't be surprising if Aha started laughing at how pathetic he was. Fuck, he can hear him, he can hear him.
“Aaah… aaah…”
Panting sounds came out from a familiar mouth. The man beneath him kept looking at him with anger, maybe even hatred. And Dan Heng couldn’t blame him for doing so, as he was the one who pinned him down and blocked him from doing any abrasive action.
“G-get off me…!”
Blade snapped from his trance, with a bite on his lips to avoid any unwanted noise from coming out and a fulminating look painted on his face, gazing just right into Dan Heng's eyes, who were so unfamiliar now, to the point they seemed to belong to a predator ready to eat its prey.
“I'm sorry Blade…” The Vidyadhara muttered, but who was he trying to fool? Himself perhaps? Dan Heng wasn’t sorry for his actions, not at all. Or could it be that he was apologizing to Blade for not being able to stop himself from violating his body?
Vidyadhara's mating season. That was the culprit.
When was it the last time his body experienced it? Dan Heng couldn’t recall it, did he ever experience it before? He was well aware of the problems that came in his rebirth, but the topic of “reproduction” was something he never touched. He simply assumed he was infertile.
It was a circle that lasted two years. The first ten months were asymptomatic, the following fours were to prepare for upcoming heat, and then six months to look for a mate and reproduce. The last four months were to take care of their possible pregnant mate or kids. That was the usual circle.
But what happens when a Vidyadhara can’t find a mate? That's an impossible scenario: Vidyadharas always find a mate, even if it's by force.
And poor Blade was a victim of such circumstances.
“But you feel too good, for me to stop…” Dan Heng confessed, his tone almost sounded drunk — unsurprising. The pleasure he was feeling at the moment was addictive.
“S-Stop— aaah ♡” Blade lowered his head, as he felt a thrust penetrating him. His cunt felt tight, quite dry too, despite Dan Heng fucking him for a while by now. For how long had he been stuck in this position, getting fucked on the floor by the bastard he hated the most?
And the worst part of it all was that it felt good for Blade too.
He could deny it, bite his lips as much as he wanted and avoid the Vidyadhara's gaze just like he was doing right now, but those animalistic moans that kept coming — and that will keep coming — from his mouth were enough to destroy every lie he claimed. Almost in the same way Dan Heng was destroying his insides.
He could feel the Vidyadhara trying to go as deep as he could, maybe trying to make space for his secondary dick too. Blade dreaded at the thought, he could barely take one, for how tight he was, and now two?
Blade could feel the way Dan Heng's fingers were penetrating his skin, holding him firm beneath him, as it was to leave the proof that Blade's body now belonged to him and him alone.
“I t-told you to ssstop, hahh—” Another thrust, it felt deeper than the last one, even more painful too, but it was kind of pain that bringed nothing but pleasure to his body. Blade tried to not let out another moan.
“Why should I?” Blade’s insides felt hot, fuck, Dan Heng felt as if his dick was about to burst into fire in this right instant, while the other felt more and more neglected. “You're acting… as if you love this…”
“I don't— ahh—” Another thrust, another moan. There were tears in the corner of Blade's eyes, it was getting overwhelming, even for a man like him.
“Your moans,” Dan Heng came closer to Blade's ear, his breathing made the man shiver. “Are like music to my ears, don't keep them down.”
“Nghh—” Blade hissed. Words died in his mouth, in the same moment Dan Heng thrusted once again, deeper, more desperate, fuck, he could feel his second cock smacking the already blocked entrance of his pussy. And unlike before, drool was coming from his mouth this time. “Fuck—”
“It… feels good, doesn’t it?” Red painted on his face, a low voice that barely managed to get through his lips, Dan Heng felt ashamed of himself for saying something like this, but his animalistic desires now obscured his brain. “Tell me it feels good, Blade.”
“Aahh—” The lack of oxygen, caused by Dan Heng’s thrusts, made him unable to talk.
“Say it,” Dan Heng made up his mind, he wouldn't stop until he heard Blade say it. “I wanna hear your pretty voice.”
“Tsk.” Blade immediately bit his own tongue, a couple of blood drops poured in. He could feel the red liquid in his mouth, slowly coming out. The taste was metallic, but in his eyes, it was still a better feeling than letting those euphoric sounds at Dan Heng's command.
On seeing Blade misbehaving, Dan Heng pushed his fingers further into his skin. The other man started trembling.
“Remove them.” Blade tried to sound authoritative, but those words came out like a plea.
“Beg me for it,” Dan Heng came closer to Blade’s neck, his warm voice echoing in Blade’s ears.
“I did say I wanted to hear your pretty voice, no?” The Vidyadhara added in a smuggish tone, putting more emphasis on the ‘pretty’ of the command.
“You—” Blade was about to curse him, but right just before he could do so, a hot, long tongue tasted his ear, and then a sensation of nibbling overwhelmed him. “S-stop!”
But a simple ‘stop’ obviously wasn’t enough.
“Please…” Shame. That's all Blade could feel — along with immense pleasure, of course. “Slow down, fuck…”
“Finally gave in?” It wasn’t enough, it wasn’t enough: he wanted Blade to admit it, that he was enjoying the situation he was in.
“I curse you!” Blade cried. ‘Is that not enough for you bastard?!’, he tried to yell, but the words refused to come out. Instead, another two of those moans Blade grew to hate.
“That's fine by me,” Dan Heng licked his lips. “I've got plenty of time for you to surrender.”
“You bastard—” Blade muttered, trying to break free from the Vidyadhara's grip again. This one, he tried to kick him off, but once he felt his left leg be wrapped up by a long tail, he knew his attempt failed. “Let. Me. Go! And stop— ngh…, trying to fit your other cock inside, fuck, me, I can’t take it!”
“Try to relax…” Dan Heng had tried to explain in a rather calm tone, but the outcome still was quite messy: inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale… “It'll hurt less.”
And for the first since it started, Blade attempted to relax. He still felt tight, for Dan Heng's standards, but seeing him loosen his muscles up cheered the Vidyadhara a bit.
“You're doing good, relax, relax…” Dan Heng did the same, quickly removing the nails that were penetrating Blade's skin. The man underneath him let out a surprised whimper, but he could sense it eased him up.
But once Blade felt Dan Heng thrusting in him again, the other dick hitting his entrance, he felt stiff again. “I told you, that won't fit.”
“I'll make it fit, then.” The Vidyadhara declared. Blade shivered, and in a blink of an eye, his body felt paralyzed. He couldn’t move, his entire bottom half lost its pain receptors. It took it to Dan Heng thrusting, full force, inside him for him to feel something again: sweet, sweet tenderness.
“S-Stop…” Tears were running down Blade's face, involuntarily. It wasn’t something he hadn't experienced before, but somehow he could stop the water drops. “I-I told you it won't fit…”
Dan Heng slowed down instantly. He carefully cleaned the Blade's tears with his fingers, making sure to accidentally not cut his skin with his long nails.
Blade breathed in, breathed out. The pain easiened up, in his own he was grateful Dan Heng listened to him, but the sensation of overwhelmingness still lingered in his stomach.
“I made it fit,” The Vidyadhara replied in a eagerful tone. “Didn’t I, Blade?”
“You also hurt me.” Exhausted, that's all Blade was. Exhausted, in pain… Still addicted to that pleasure. “Let's get this over with.”
The following part came and went quickly: Blade's mind felt foggy, all he could sense were moans — either his’ or Dan Heng's — and an immense pleasure. It was like his body was a feather, so light, so easy to bend at your will… No pain for his flesh.
By the time Blade’s mind was cleansed from any sensation, cum was dripping to the ground from his pussy, his entire body felt stiff.
“I won't let you go this time.”
They were together once again.