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Yunho knows two things for sure.
One, under no circumstances should you make a deal with a snake demon.
Two, sometimes, you just have to make a deal with a snake demon.
How could he have possibly said no anyway?
Yeosang was a beauty—a leucistic ball python with the brightest emerald eyes he’s ever seen. The pretty thing had slithered onto Yunho’s chest while he’d fallen asleep in the clearing of the forest, curling in on itself to nap with him until he woke up.
After cooing obnoxiously at the way the snake’s scales had shone in the sunlight still peeking through the trees—almost iridescent—Yunho was gently petting the top of the creature’s head appreciatively when he asked if it could give him something as a souvenir of sorts.
“You want one of my scales?” The snake repeats, a lilt in his voice, forked tongue flicking in contemplation as his very human upper body rests on top of Yunho’s tensed form. His vertical slit pupils and vibrant green eyes assess him carefully, not blinking once.
Yunho wants to run his fingers through the snake’s long, white hair cascading down strong shoulders. It looked so soft, practically glowing against pale skin.
It’s a bit unnerving to be gazed upon like prey. Yet, Yunho can’t help but whimper pathetically at how the creature’s long, powerful tail slides underneath him, wrapping around his torso and legs several times before squeezing him as if to test his fragility.
Yunho was completely awestruck by what was above him. He’s never stumbled upon a shapeshifter before, much less a snake demon. A gorgeous snake demon.
“Pretty please?” He responds meekly, trying his best not to stare at the shapeshifter’s sculpted muscles or his very naked chest.
A pout. “You don’t even know my name, and you’re already asking for so much.”
He wants to argue that the shapeshifter had decided to use him as a resting spot, but he says instead:
“I’m Yunho.” His hands, feeling bold now, come up to rest themselves right on the other’s hips, where human flesh turns into scales. “And you are…?”
“Yeosang,” The snake says after a moment, lips quivering as he tries not to laugh, all too amused by Yunho’s wandering hands. Yeosang shows Yunho his own hand, wriggling dangerously sharp claws in his face. “I would be more careful with who you give your name to.”
Looking sheepish, Yunho attempts to shrug. “I think it’s a little too late for that.”
“Do you have no survival skills?” The clawed hand goes to feel up Yunho’s clothed chest, index finger digging uncomfortably into his sternum.
“I know you can kill me right now.” Yunho licks his lips, wriggling in Yeosang’s hold. “But you won’t because I want something from you, and I’m willing to give you anything in return for it.”
“Anything?” Yeosang sounds amused, like he can’t believe what he’s hearing from the human. “All for just a scale?”
“Not any scale. You’re a rare one, aren’t you?” Yunho, with sudden confidence, trails his hand further down to the snake’s back. He stops when he sees, in his peripheral vision, the lower end of Yeosang’s tail swaying idly to the side within reach. Slowly reaching over to feel up the sensitive underside of it, Yunho smirks when he presses the rough pad of his thumb against the shifter’s cloaca. “You tell me to be careful, but who naps on top of a human? What if I had been a hunter?”
Yeosang moans in surprise, his tail withdrawing from under Yunho’s grasp and constricting around his legs.
“W-watch yourself. I’ll eat you instead if you try any tricks,” Yeosang warns, brows pinched but still looking flustered. He jabs a sharp claw into Yunho’s chest, cheeks still red. “And please, you’re no hunter.”
“Ah, you got me there. I’m really just a collector, of sorts. But I promise, no more funny business.” Yunho shakes his head up and down, bringing his hands up to where the snake can see them before giving Yeosang a mock salute. The shapeshifter huffs in response but loosens his hold on him. Yunho sighs in relief, worried for a second that the blood circulation in his legs was going to be fully cut off.
“So…” He tries again awkwardly after a few minutes of silence. “Your scales?”
“Patience. I’m thinking of what you’ll be of use to me.” Yeosang squints at him, lips curling downwards into a frown. He’d obviously been unamused at Yunho’s little move earlier, but it was clear that Yeosang was intrigued by him as much as he was by the snake.
Yeosang sports a serious look, brows furrowed, when he brings his hand up to Yunho’s face, twisting his chin left and right with just his thumb and index finger before smushing his cheeks together with his palms as if inspecting goods. He even pulls Yunho’s lip up, making an indecipherable noise at the straight row of white teeth.
“Like what you see?” Yunho says, trying to grin playfully with his face still between Yeosang’s hands. He probably looks crazy right now.
Yeosang clucks his tongue distastefully, letting his face go and taking off the pair of wired-rimmed glasses he’d been wearing.
“H-hey!” Yunho cries out, blinking rapidly as his vision becomes blurry. “I need those to see…”
Holding up the frames in the air, Yeosang tries to look through the lenses, only to get a distorted view of the forest before them. “How do you see better with these?”
It’s Yunho’s turn to pout. “You’ve never met a human who had to wear glasses to see?”
“You’re actually the first human I’ve ever been…this close to,” Yeosang admits with a shrug like a first-human encounter was a normal thing. At least Yunho felt better about his own predicament. The shapeshifter continues, “I usually only hear things about humans from Sani…you don’t look as grotesque and frightening as he describes them.”
Yunho doesn’t know who this Sani was, but he doesn’t want to know what kind of humans the poor guy had stumbled upon before.
No longer interested in Yunho’s spectacles, the shapeshifter puts them back onto him, giggling at how they crookedly sit on his nose. Yunho only sighs in relief, hand going up to adjust them. He didn’t know what to do if they got damaged in any way, and he had just gotten them too.
"Well?” Yunho tries again. “Did I pass your test?”
“You’re okay…for a human,” Yeosang sniffs, bringing his claws back down to Yunho’s chest. The shapeshifter pushes himself up, muscles flexing at the movement, and then continues to move both his hands and eyes lower and lower.
“Large and sturdy…enough…” The snake mumbles, continuing his inspection by sneaking warm hands under Yunho’s shirt to grope his sides.
Blood quickly rushes down to Yunho’s groin, and there’s no way Yeosang doesn’t feel him twitch in his pants. It’s a bit embarrassing to be overtly ogled at, but he doesn’t try to stop the snake demon. Seeing as it may be the safest option, he goes back to resting his hands around Yeosang’s waist, clearly failing at hiding his excitement.
He can’t fucking believe his luck.
“Are you, uh, propositioning me?” He asks, trying to sound nonchalant. His ears feel like they’re on fire, though, and Yeosang is giving him a knowing look, seeing right through him.
“You’re such a weird human,” Yeosang merely says, shifting his weight.
“I’m the only human you’ve met,” Yunho teases, jumping when Yeosang pinches his sides in retaliation at the smart remark.
Yunho can feel the thinner end of the snake’s sturdy tail encircling one of his legs, moving up towards his crotch. Simultaneously, his hands press down onto Yunho’s soft stomach, looking satisfied at what he feels. “I guess you would look good carrying my eggs.”
“You guess?”
“There you go again, saying weird things.” Yeosang looks down at him in disbelief. “You may be the first human I’ve ever met, but I think your kind would be more concerned about the idea of carrying a monster’s eggs. Even other monsters worry. Sani is always worried.”
Damn, whoever this Sani guy was, but well, Yeosang wasn’t wrong.
Yunho knows he should be thinking about this more. But a common man only stumbles upon the opportunity to gloat about a gorgeous snake demon wanting to lay their eggs in you once in his lifetime.
Exhaling heavily, Yunho nods. “Please be gentle.”
“Hm, I’ll take great care of you.” The shapeshifter murmurs, fangs showing as he chuckles. Leaning down with a deceptively sweet smile, sharp claws press into the hollows of Yunho’s cheeks as Yeosang pries his mouth open by the chin. He hisses happily when the human easily obliges, moaning around the forked tongue that slides into his throat.
The tongue pushes in further, forcing Yunho’s jaw open wider to accommodate its thickness, and he gags, choking on the wet appendage. His arms flail around as he tries to relax his throat at the intrusion, grabbing onto the strong forearm still gripping his chin. He can feel Yeosang’s tail slowly unwrap itself around his leg as the snake demon pulls back.
Yunho coughs, pushing up his glasses that had slid down his nose bridge, chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. He nearly goes into another coughing fit when Yeosang skulks downwards and, without warning, nuzzles his face into Yunho’s clothed member, pretty nose brushing against the wet spot that was forming on the thin fabric of his pants.
Inhaling sharply, Yeosang tugs down the waistband of his pants, and Yunho lifts his hips slightly for the shapeshifter to pull them completely off, discarding them somewhere behind them. Yunho doesn’t know how he feels about his bare ass being on the dirty forest ground, but he’s glad the weather is warm, and his discomfort hardly matters when he’s got the best view ever.
His hard cock throbs as it rests on Yeosang’s face, and while he’s considered himself relatively big compared to his peers, the snake merely giggles at the sight of it before licking a broad stripe against the underside of his member, coming up to the head of it, and pressing a wet kiss on his tip.
“Your cock’s so cute,” Yeosang sighs, tucking a stray strand of blond hair behind his ears as he giggles again when another bead of pre-cum dribbles out. He uses his finger to smear it around the head, eyes sparkling in amusement. Yunho doesn’t have time to contemplate the meaning of the shapeshifter’s words as the snake demon is engulfing his cock in his warm, wet mouth.
As Yeosang continues to go down on him, pink lips stretched around the girth of his cock and fangs carefully grazing against sensitive skin, Yunho feels a clawed hand go to cup his balls, fondling them. He moans loudly, the sound echoing throughout the clearing, as the tip of his dick hits the back of Yeosang’s throat, spasming around him. When he looks down, he nearly cums right there and then at the sight of the shapeshifter staring right back up at him, smiling, even with his mouth full of cock. Eyes gleaming with playfulness, Yeosang takes him all the way to the hilt, nose pressing against his pubic hairs.
Slowly swallowing around him a couple of times, Yeosang maintains eye contact as he starts to bob his head up and down, the wet sound of gurgling noises only turning Yunho on more.
“Fuck me,” Yunho groans, hand reaching out to thread through the shapeshifter’s long locks. He tugs on Yeosang’s hair gently, testing the waters, and watches with desire coiling in his belly as the other moans around his cock at the action. The noise vibrates around Yunho’s cock, and he thinks he might just pass out right there.
He closes his eyes and, with the palm of his hand, pushes Yeosang’s head down further towards his groin, bucking his hips upwards into the snake’s wet heat. Yunho groans at the small, choked, gagging noises Yeosang makes with each buck of his hips.
“Fuck, you were made to suck cock,” He blubbers, mind short-circuiting when Yeosang merely reaches back to the hand Yunho has on the back of his head and forces him to push his head down more. Now with permission, Yunho sets a hard and fast pace, fucking Yeosang’s throat without a second thought.
Tightening his grip on Yeosang’s hair, his thrusts become more erratic and sloppy as he nears completion. He’s so close to spilling down Yeosang’s perfect throat until hands immediately press him flush against the dirt floor, and cold air hits his spit-covered cock.
Crying in frustration, Yunho shoots his eyes open to Yeosang licking his bruised, spit-covered lips as he wraps a hand around the base of his cock and squeezes him firmly, enough for it to hurt.
“Nuh-uh,” Yeosang scolds, wagging a sharp finger in Yunho’s face. He flinches slightly in the shapeshifter’s hold when a thumb goes to press against the slit of his cockhead, and Yeosang grins. “Good boys cum when they’re allowed to.”
“So can I?” Yunho swallows, sweat trickling down his forehead and neck. “Can I please cum?”
Yeosang taps his chin in contemplation, hand around Yunho’s member resuming, languidly stroking him. He juts his lower lip out into a pout before shaking his head. “No, not until you’re heavy and full with my eggs.”
Eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head, Yunho nods frantically, agreeable to anything the snake demon wanted.
“Okay, okay,” Yunho begins to babble, just desperate to get off. “Get me ready—put your eggs in me, please.”
Shoulders shaking with laughter, Yeosang lets go of his cock, watching it pathetically fall against his abdomen. Digging sharp claws into the meat of his hips, there’s no warning before Yunho is being flipped over, ass up, and his frames digging uncomfortably into his face as it hits the dirt and grass.
So much for not breaking his glasses.
Yunho moans at the sheer display of strength, dick hanging uselessly and leaking between his legs as clawed hands massage his ass cheeks appreciatively before spreading them apart.
He has half the decency to feel flustered at being so exposed, shirt bunched up towards his chest as Yeosang blows air against his puckered hole before pressing his forked tongue experimentally against the ring of muscle. Yunho is sure that the whine that comes out of his mouth in response to the action is inhuman.
“You’re going to need a lot of work to carry my eggs,” Yeosang comments almost sadly, pulling away.
Trying to keep himself together, Yunho twists around, looking behind him at a very pouty snake shifter. “Upset I can’t just automatically slick up for you?”
“I assumed all humans could…” Yeosang pouts even harder. Yunho would’ve thought it adorable, if not for the fact that the snake still had his ass cheeks spread open for the whole forest to see.
Yunho wriggles in his hold, knees starting to hurt in this position. “Sorry, I’ll come prepared next time.”
Yeosang’s hands freeze, eyebrow raising. “Next time?”
“Too soon? We can have a more heartfelt conversation after you’ve put your eggs in me.”
“If you actually let me do that. Geez, you humans talk too much…” Yeosang grumbles under his breath, lowering back down to Yunho’s hole, and hissing softly before he’s darting out his tongue again to lap at the ring of muscle. The simmering heat from earlier pools back in his groin as Yeosang holds him still to eat him out, and Yunho truly believes he’ll never experience anything as good as this.
Well, he’ll make his final decision once Yeosang puts his eggs in him.
Yunho is half tempted to let Yeosang know that he’s carrying a vial of oil in his satchel somewhere, but the sheer amount of saliva the snake can produce surprisingly seems to be enough. Yeosang makes a loud slurping noise, drooling all over Yunho’s hole as he prods, and he shivers, feeling some of it drip onto his balls and down his thighs.
Yeosang was just as messy an eater as he was a kisser.
“Just put it in al—hngh,” Yunho immediately eats his words, breaking off into a moan when he feels Yeosang’s tongue slowly press into his hole. He shoves his face into the crook of his elbow that’s holding himself up, trying to relax at the intrusion. Despite how slicked up his hole was, there’s still a slight burn as Yeosang continues pushing deeper, forked tongue wriggling around to make room.
There’s a moment of complete silence besides Yunho’s heavy breathing as Yeosang stills his tongue, waiting for him to get used to the feeling. While endeared by Yeosang’s care (knowing he’d need it), Yunho is impatient and fucks back on Yeosang’s tongue, groaning happily at how deep the snake feels in him.
“Come on,” Yunho goads, pushing back against Yeosang’s face again, moaning pathetically when he feels the shapeshifter’s tongue graze his prostate. “F-First time I’m letting some snake demon fuck me, but not the first thing I’ve put inside me. Nor the biggest. Move.”
A lie. Yeosang might just be the biggest he’s ever had, but Yunho’s not going to give up now.
Despite Yeosang’s clear disdain for being bossed around, he listens well and begins fucking his tongue into Yunho, curling it in ways that he didn’t think were possible. He holds Yunho still by the hips, sharp claws digging into his tender skin, and while it hurts, he can’t find himself to care, the pain adding to the thrill.
Yunho swears he can cum just like this, but he doesn’t even have time to think about getting a hand on his cock when Yeosang is retracting himself from him, pulling his tongue out with a disgustingly sick squelch. Crying out, Yunho’s mouth falls open to complain about the loss, only to be stopped by being effortlessly picked up and repositioned right on top of Yeosang’s tail. His breath hitches when he feels something, two somethings slide between his cheeks.
“Stay still,” Yeosang demands, his slit-pupils dilated the same way Yunho recognizes as when snakes hunt for prey. The leaves on the floor rustle beneath Yeosang’s tail as he works on settling into a comfortable position while still holding up Yunho like he was some lifeless doll. Yunho doesn’t protest, knowing the other would’ve preferred to coil himself around the human, as most snakes do to mate, but they both know that such an option was unfeasible.
Instead, he lets Yunho drape himself on his tail, face resting on Yeosang’s midriff. Yunho can still feel the snake’s sizable hemiphenes against his ass, and for the first time, he thinks he’s bitten off more than he can chew.
“Give me a moment,” Yunho breathes, cheek smushed against Yeosang’s pelvis, taking in the way very human-like skin seamlessly disappears into shiny, iridescent white scales.
“Having second thoughts?” A clawed hand threads its fingers through his hair, and Yunho mewls at the way Yeosang begins to scratch his scalp gently, but not before glaring up at the snake.
“Absolutely not, but give a guy a moment to take in the fact that you have two dicks.”
Yeosang looks affronted at his words, hand stilling in Yunho’s hair as he scoffs, lips jutted out. “I’m a snake, why are you surprised?”
“Yes, well…you are correct…” Yunho replies, trailing off to stare longingly up at Yeosang’s chest. He’s utterly mesmerized by how big his pecs look, with cute, pert nipples that are just begging to be sucked on. “Next time, I want to be fucked while my face is in between your tits, yeah?”
“Yeah, yeah. Next time.” Rolling his eyes, Yeosang moves his tail, pressing himself against him again.
When both of the shapeshifter’s cocks slap against his back, wet and covered in his own secretion, the familiar rush of desire and anticipation burns his skin. Yunho rubs himself unabashedly back on Yeosang, never more ready for anything in his life.
“Oh, you humans are so weak and fragile,” Yeosang hums delightfully, sounding almost too giddy at the thought of breaking Yunho as he repositions him once more to his liking. Satisfied, he resumes petting Yunho’s hair, looking down at him with a sultry smile and dark eyes.
His forked tongue darts out to lick his fangs, and the serene smile turns into a shit-eating grin as Yeosang suddenly tightens his hold on Yunho’s hair, tugging his head back roughly. “Gonna stuff you one by one. Get you all ready to take my eggs. Your human body is gonna look so good, round with my babies. That’s what you want, right, Yunho? Fuck yourself on my cocks and let me fill you up real nice.”
Yunho can only open his mouth to moan loudly at the shapeshifter’s words, scalp sore and dick leaking more pre-cum, making a mess between his abdomen and Yeosang’s tail. He’s sure that the moment he has just even the tip of one of the snake’s cock in him, he’s going to come immediately. It was painful at this point.
“Well, get on with it,” Yeosang instructs, letting go of his hair so Yunho can sit up.
“Making me do all the work, huh?” Yunho laughs breathily, straightening himself. He pulls his shirt off by the hem, placing it far to the side. He takes off his glasses next, accepting that he’d be a little visually impaired while getting fucked.
Setting them on top of his discarded shirt, he winks over at Yeosang, then lifts his lips, reaching around to grab the base of one of the snake’s cocks. He rubs it against his hole, slicking himself up with the mix of secretion and pre-cum before slowly lowering down on the shapeshifter.
For a second, as the head of Yeosang’s cock fully breaches, Yunho tugs his lower lip between his teeth, having never been more glad for his prior sordid encounters. Yeosang is still huge—annoyingly so—and the self-lubrication that covered the snake’s cock only does so much to ease the stretch.
Trying to relax, Yunho looks up to meet Yeosang’s eyes, embarrassed when he sees the snake watching him intensely. He masks his nervousness by throwing a smirk at Yeosang, who stares back at him with pale skin flushed a gorgeous pink, from his face down to his neck. Once he bottoms out, ass flush against Yeosang’s tail, Yunho looks down and moans brokenly at the way his stomach distends. He can only squeeze impossibly tighter around the snake, knowing that there’s no going back now.
Yunho starts moving his hips tentatively, grinding them in a circular motion as his hole flutters around Yeosang’s cock, trying to get used to the size. He feels Yeosang’s tail move, pushing his cock impossibly deeper into him, and he whimpers at his prostate being hit dead on. Over and over again.
Meeting Yeosang’s thrusts, Yunho can feel the snake continue to secrete copious amounts of fluids inside of him, some of it gushing out of the hole messily, while his thighs have begun to burn at the exertion.
“Good job. Look at how pretty you look,” Yeosang praises, voice shaky as his green eyes stay fixated on the way Yunho’s belly bulges with every movement. The snake twitches inside of him as he beckons Yunho to lie back down on him, and he does so willingly, too tired to hold himself up again. “You feel so good around me, Yunho. So tight and warm.”
“Feels so good,” Yunho says, moaning, crying out after a particularly rough thrust. His mind and vision have begun to blur in a haze of pleasure as he continues to move his hips, clumsily bouncing on Yeosang’s cock. Yeosang’s clawed hand has returned to his scalp, sharp claws scratching him soothingly as praises fell off his tongue, and Yunho doesn’t think he’ll ever need anything else in his life besides Yeosang, Yeosang, Yeosang.
“Think you can take my second one?” Yeosang whispers, stilling. He caresses his cheeks, trailing down to tilt his chin back to stare down at Yunho’s fucked out face.
“Mmh, yes, I can,” Yunho nods, continuing to fuck himself on the snake. He reaches back around with a shaky hand, fingers circling his puffy rim, feeling the way Yeosang’s cock slides in and out, the squelching noise making his face burn in shame. He presses a finger in his filled hole, both of them moaning at the new intrusion.
Yeosang can’t help but let out a choked, endeared laugh at the way Yunho’s brows are pinched together in concentration as he pushes in a second finger, then a third. There’s a pregnant pause, then Yeosang decides to roughly thrust upwards, eyes going wide when Yunho makes an aborted sound, thighs spasming, and suddenly he’s cumming all over Yeosang’s tail, some of it getting as far as his lower abdomen.
Holy shit.
“Did you…?” Yeosang asks, looking all too gleeful as warm cum drips over him, horizontal pupils blown wide with lust. Yunho’s ears turn a fiery red as he comes down from his release, looking embarrassed as his cock spurts pathetically one last time.
He slaps the snake’s tail, squeezing around Yeosang tightly. “Shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything?”
“You’re thinking it.” Yunho huffs, breath hitching when Yeosang scoops some of Yunho’s cum off his pelvis, bringing the hand up to inspect the white substance between his fingers. He leans forward to give it a taste, humming thoughtfully.
“Yummy,” The shapeshifter comments, grinning.
Yunho feels his softening cock twitch back to life, and he rolls his eyes, pretending to be unfazed. “Stop smiling, I’m about to put your second dick in my hole.”
“Must you humans be so vulgar?”
“Says the snake demon that just ate my cum,” Yunho mutters, encircling his hand around Yeosang’s second member, pressing the tip against his rim, and slowly pushes it in alongside the other one. Sweat drips down his face and neck, still so sensitive and overstimulated from having come already, but his belly was churning with need—with the want of being impossibly full.
If one of Yeosang was a lot, Yunho felt like he was being split in half with both of his cocks in him. The stretch sets his spine on fire, a hot searing rush of pleasure coursing through his body and punching the air right out of his lungs. Yunho splays a hand on his stomach, giggling almost deliriously at the way it juts out.
“Look at me,” Yunho says, making sure Yeosang is looking at it. He rocks back on Yeosang’s hemipenes, the pain now bleeding into hot pleasure. “S’Gonna be round like this for a while once you put your eggs in me.”
His words seem to spur Yeosang on, and for the first time, instead of his usual hissing, the snake growls low and deep from his chest. It startles Yunho, hairs on his arms raising, but he has no time to think when Yeosang starts fucking him in earnest. He practically falls face-first onto Yeosang’s tail, incoherent loud moans and cries falling from his mouth as he’s being speared unforgivingly by two cocks.
“So perfect, so perfect,” Yeosang chants, almost maniacally as he tries his best to stuff Yunho full of him. “All mine, all for me.”
It’s overwhelming, and a lot. The only relief he gets is the friction on his cock from rutting between his stomach and the snake’s tail. He feels the telltale sign of heaviness coiling in his groin, and he’s barely able to voice what’s going to happen before his balls tighten and he’s cumming all over them both again.
“S-shit,” Yunho curses, spasming around Yeosang’s cocks. His knees dig into the dirt ground below them, most likely all scratched up by now.
The shapeshifter has slowed down his thrusts, keeping them shallow and languid until he suddenly presses up to the hilt, freezing in that position. Yunho opens his mouth to question what’s going on when Yeosang starts to slide out, still oozing slick, and he feels something else pushing into him from the snake’s hemipenes, breaching his rim.
“Oh shit,” Yunho curses again, whining at the very strange, almost satiating sensation of having an egg in him. The slide of the first one is jarring, different from just having a dick inside you, and as the second egg pushes in, Yunho’s brain goes fuzzy, and he makes a surprise noise when a misty, transparent liquid squirts out of his cockhead.
Christ. He’s never done that before.
“Done.” Is all Yeosang says, smiling contentedly down at Yunho before completely slipping out of him. Yunho whimpers, his hole gaping around nothing as Yeosang moves him to the ground on his side. There’s too much going on, and his limbs feel like lead, but Yunho lets the shapeshifter do what he needs to.
Yeosang works quickly to slither behind him, tail wrapping itself gently around his legs again, and he snakes his hands under his arms to his front to feel up Yunho’s swollen stomach.
“A-all good?” Yunho asks, eyes heavy with exhaustion but unable to stop smiling. Never in his life has he felt so spent and full. When Yeosang merely nuzzles the crook of his neck, Yunho laughs, bringing a hand up to pet the snake’s hair this time, almost like he was placating the demon.
“So can I get one of your scales?” Yunho asks a few moments later, trying his best not to fall asleep with the way Yeosang was rubbing soothing circles on his belly. It was dark now, and while still warm due to the summer season, Yunho hoped the shapeshifter had a place with a roof. The thought of spending the night on the forest floor was unappealing in this state. And worse, without his glasses, he could barely see anything in front of him.
“Sure,” Yeosang mumbles, nipping gently at the thin skin on the back of his neck with his fangs. “I’ll give you two of my scales if these eggs take.”
Turning his head around, Yunho raises an eyebrow. “And if they don’t?”
“You said next time, right?” Yeosang raises an eyebrow back at him.
Yunho laughs, trying not to sound too enthusiastic as he nods. “Right.”
Another beat of silence.
“Hey, what if I tried putting my babies in you?”