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"Will you be good for me?" Neuvillette purred in his ear.
Wriothesley nodded. "Yes. Yes, sir."
"Good boy."
Neuvillette placed a gentle kiss to the curve of Wriothesley's jaw as a coil of Hydro tightened around Wriothesley's wrists, pinning them above his head. He moaned soft and low, closing his eyes.
He had asked Neuvillette several days ago as they dove together in the depths around Meropide, what the true extent of his authority was. Neuvillette had smiled at him then, their bodies pressed close.
"It is as you suspect," he'd whispered against his cheek, fingers tenderly brushing Wriothesley's stomach, his chest. "All waters are mine to command. And there is more, beyond that, of course, though to explain is rather difficult."
Wriothesley had pressed a kiss to his pale throat, arms wrapped tight around his mate, their legs tangled as they floated in the depths, thinking.
Neuvillette was well aware of his thoughts, he knew. In the water, they would be impossible for his mate to ignore. There was even a little surprised gasp when Wriothesley's imagination drifted very quickly towards the ways they could employ that authority in more intimate ways...
Now, he wasn't sure if he would regret this or not. If he would regret putting those thoughts in Neuvillette's head, in prodding the dragon in the depths.
It had been a rough day for them both, a rough week, and he needed... they both needed this but... as Neuvillette's bare claws drifted down Wriothesley's exposed chest, he could already see the hunger blazing in his mate's eyes.
Neuvillette was beginning to glow, his fangs showing beneath his upper lip. It was a good thing Wriothesley had already stripped naked and Neuvillette had disrobed aside from his trousers. Those would surely be off sooner or later, and that was all he could think about as Neuvillette's wings and tail unfurled, his rhinophores lengthening.
"What are you thinking about?" Wriothesley asked, then paused and licked his lips. "Sir?"
Neuvillette thrummed soft and low, claws gently carding the hair across Wriothesley's belly, slowly trailing down below his navel towards his cock and his cunt.
"The ways in which I might employ my... authority," he muttered, as though it were something somewhat taboo and yet...
Wriothesley shuddered, but he spread his knees and thighs regardless.
"You like the idea?" Neuvillette purred, a little smile dancing across his lips.
"I thought you knew that already." Wriothesley grinned back at him. "Whatever you want, sweetheart. I'm yours to use."
Neuvillette reached up, pressing one finger to Wriothesley's lips. "What happened to 'sir', beloved?"
Wriothesley swallowed. "I—" but Neuvillette cut him off, pressing two fingers into his mouth, sliding them in and pressing down on his tongue.
"Be quiet now, Wriothesley," he muttered. "Let me think."
Wriothesley nodded, sucking gently on those fingers until Neuvillette pulled them free, a thin string of saliva connecting them to his lips.
Even so, Wriothesley grinned again, tugging on the Hydro around his wrists to test the bond. "Well, sweetheart? Don't keep me waiting." He spread his knees further, reaching out one foot to hook his heel around Neuvillette's hip. "I'm all spread out and ready for you, don't you want me?"
"Wriothesley," Neuvillette growled, snatching out one hand to grab Wriothesley's ankle, holding him still.
"What?" he quipped, "Is the Hydro Dragon Sovereign worried about hurting me again?"
"No," Neuvillette replied, his growl deepening. "I am well aware of what you can and cannot handle, Wriothesley."
"Oh really?" He raised his eyebrows. "Why don't you tell me what you're thinking, then? You want to tie me up? Fill my hole? Fuck me senseless?"
"Beloved," Neuvillette hissed, pushing his thigh back, grabbing his hair. Wriothesley only grinned wider until Neuvillette leaned down and kissed him, hard and open-mouthed, sucking Wriothesley's tongue between his fangs, pushing his own forked tongue against it.
When he drew back with a slick pop, Wriothesley gasped.
"Be silent for me," Neuvillette whispered against his lips. "Be good."
Wriothesley bit at his mouth, dragging Neuvillette's lip between his teeth, growling and trying to drag him closer with his heels, but he froze when he felt cool Hydro beading on his tongue.
The little bubble behind his teeth expanded, growing until he could no longer bite, could no longer speak, forming a proper round gag that sat comfortably in his mouth.
He stared up at Neuvillette with wide eyes, his body going still.
"There," Neuvillette purred, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "If my eager puppy wants to get fucked, he had best be good and quiet." He pressed another kiss to his cheek. "You know how to signal if you want me to stop." Wriothesley nodded. "Do you want me to stop?"
Wriothesley quickly shook his head, and Neuvillette smiled at him with nothing but the sweetest adoration, pressing more kisses along his cheek and jaw. "Good dog," he whispered, and a collar of Hydro formed around Wriothesley's throat, not tight enough to choke, but tight enough that he could feel the pressure, his eyes rolling back in his head.
More Hydro materialized around his ankles, cuffs gripping him tight. Long twin tentacles emerged out of them, wrapping and curling around each of his legs, forcing them open wide.
Wriothesley whimpered, pushing back against the Hydro that bound him to test it, and it was as firm as solid rope, holding him in place. Neuvillette sat back between his thighs, staring down at him.
"Yes," he whispered, gently brushing Wriothesley's firm abdomen with the back of one claw. Wriothesley's breath picked up, his heart hammering in his chest. "Now I can think more properly. You showed me some very explicit images in your mind the other day. Images that I would like to replicate. Would you like that?"
Wriothesley barely remembered what he'd thought of back then, but he nodded regardless. He had an idea of it at least and... yes, fuck, he wanted it. He wanted Neuvillette do fill him with Hydro, bind him, fuck him, anything.
With a low thrum, Neuvillette slid his hands around Wriothesley's hips, cupping his ass. The Hydro that wrapped around his calves and thighs tightened, squeezing him and lifting his hips, forcing his thighs back against his chest.
Wriothesley threw his head back and moaned as Neuvillette spread the cheeks of his ass and the lips of his pussy, exposing his fat little cock and both his holes. Cool Hydro pushed against them, rounded like the heads of two thick cocks.
The Hydro tentacles slicked him at both entrances, rubbing at his pussy and his rim before forcing their way inside. He moaned at the sensation, arching his back as they slid in deep, slicking him further, stretching him out.
Wriothesley whimpered around the gag, opening his eyes to try to see where the tentacles were even coming from, but Neuvillette's eyes and rhinophores glowed bright, making it difficult to tell. Regardless, it was clear that all the Hydro was coming from Neuvillette in some way, and was controlled entirely by him, just as Wriothsley had fantasized.
"Relax," his mate purred, and Wriothesley let out a slow, shaky breath, forcing himself to slump down against the bed. As he did, the tentacles inside him pushed deeper and grew thicker, filling him up. With a gasp, he arched his body in a silent plea for more.
"I have considered," Neuvillette muttered, leaning over him to press kisses along his hairy chest, "that my cocks can only reach so deep inside you."
Wriothesley twitched at that. Neuvillette moved closer, pressing his hips against Wriothesley's, grinding the damp bulge in his trousers against his cunt. Having the Hydro tentacle in the way didn't seem to matter at all—Neuvillette pushed right through it to grind against him, rough cloth against his sensitive skin.
Wriothesley moaned, toes curled, rolling his hips to rub himself against those delicious, hefty cocks he knew Neuvillette was hiding in there.
"However," Neuvillette continued, slowly thrusting his hips as though he were the one fucking Wriothesley and not the tentacles that were still pushing deeper. "My Hydro can reach much, much deeper. And I know that you like it deep, don't you beloved?"
Wriothesley nodded, already bleary-eyed and drooling around the Hydro between his teeth. Already, it felt like the tentacle in his cunt had stretched him as far as it could, filling him just right, pressing deliciously against his cervix and stuffing his pussy full.
The one in his ass had filled him just as perfectly, pushing at his inner walls and the end of his rectum.
To think that Neuvillette wanted to push deeper... he shuddered, arching and rolling his hips against his mate's.
"You're always so good for me," Neuvillette whispered, holding tight to Wriothesley's hips and grinding them together, claws digging into his skin as he kissed his way across Wriothesley's chest, dragging his tongue over one pierced nipple, forked tip toying with the little metal barbell.
Wriothesley could already feel himself on the verge of orgasm, his body tensing up, clenching around the tentacles that filled him. Neuvillette's cocks felt so good rubbing against his open cunt, he only wished his mate wasn't wearing trousers so he could feel all their bumps and ridges against his bare skin. Even the thought of it made him burn with arousal.
"Come for me," Neuvillette whispered, tongue dragging over his other nipple, catching the piercing against his fangs. "Let me make you come again and again tonight."
He thrust their hips together and Wriothesley groaned around the Hydro in his mouth. Neuvillette thrust again and he could feel the Hydro tentacles pulsing inside him, fucking him and pushing into him like they were already trying to force their way deeper into his body. When he thought about them somehow spilling Neuvillette's cum that deep, his orgasm hit him full-force, shaking through him as he moaned and arched his back.
"Good boy," Neuvillette purred, fucking against him, gasping softly against his chest as he nipped at Wriothesley's tits. "So good Wriothesley, you're so good. I—"
Wriothesley gasped as Neuvillette leaned up and bit at the base of his throat just beneath the Hydro collar, not too hard but enough that it sent another shuddering, residual orgasm through his body. He moaned, and Neuvillette moved over to the slope of his shoulder, biting and sucking at his skin as their bodies rocked together.
When the wave of pleasure faded, Neuvillette removed the Hydro behind Wriothesley's teeth with a little pop and he gasped wildly for breath, his body clenching up again and again as he tried to milk more of that sweet pleasure.
"Relax," Neuvillette instructed. "Breathe, Wriothesley."
Wriothesley nodded. He breathed, closing his eyes. There was a little ache in both his holes where the tentacles filled him out, the stretch beginning to burn, but it still felt so good at the same time. He wanted it. Wanted that pain, wanted more.
"More?" Neuvillette asked with a little purr.
"Yes," Wriothesley gasped. "Please."
Neuvillette pulled away just a little, and Wriothesley suddenly became very aware of how firmly he was held in place by the bonds around his legs and wrists. He couldn't move much at all except to arch his back, and there was something about it that thrilled him, that made him ache for more. That Neuvillette had him here, collared and bound up and spread out, completely at his mercy. It was so fucking hot.
He whimpered, but Neuvillette hadn't gone far, just enough to rid himself of his trousers.
When he returned, there was the immediate press of thick cockheads at both of his open holes, and Wriothesley moaned soft and low. They pushed in easily, pressing right inside each of the Hydro tentacles like a sheath.
"Neuvillette—" Wriothesley gasped, arching and throwing his head back against the pillow. His mate's cocks were thicker than the tentacles, and even with that thin layer of Hydro in the way, he could still feel every bump and ridge as they pressed into him, slowly filling him out even further.
He couldn't speak much, his mouth dry, his breath caught, his entire body shuddering and desperate for more, but he was thinking about it—Neuvillette spilling inside him and all that cum pushing down the entire length of those tentacles to fill him up deeper than Neuvillette ever had before.
"Yes," Neuvillette whispered in agreement with those thoughts, pushed through their bond. "But if it's too much—"
"It won't be," Wriothesley ground out. "I want it— I want it to hurt, I want it to ache, just please—"
"I know," his mate muttered, leaning down to kiss his lips, soft and slow. "I know, beloved. I know."
He pulled back just enough to get a better angle, then shoved them in, slamming their hips together. Wriothesley sobbed and arched beneath him, fucking himself onto those thick, perfect cocks.
Neuvillette started up a slow but sharp rhythm, fucking as deep into him as he could reach, but as he did, the tentacles pushed deeper. Wriothesley could feel it, the way one prodded at the little opening of his cervix, the other starting to twist deep into his guts.
It was slow, just a centimeter or two at a time, deeper, deeper, deeper.
He gasped when the one in his cunt pushed through. It hurt so good, and Neuvillette's Hydro responded to his arousal, pushing fully into his womb. He came instantly, his entire body twitching and trembling as he shouted and sobbed, and the tentacle in his ass took that opportunity to push deeper in tandem, forcing its way into his colon.
"Oh fuck—" he gasped, "fuck, fuck," but through the bond he made sure Neuvillette knew not to stop, to keep going, that this was pain yes but overwhelming pleasure too, his body trembling and shaking with orgasm after orgasm.
Neuvillette growled and leaned down, claws digging into his hips, fangs sinking into his neck as he picked up the pace, fucking him harder and faster.
Still, the tentacles pushed deeper, pulsing inside him, filling his womb and his colon up with soft, warm Hydro, his stomach swelling with the weight of it.
The Hydro around his legs forced them wider so that Neuvillette could thrust deeper, like he was trying to fuck him with his cocks just as deep as his Hydro, snarling as he bit his skin and drew blood. Each thrust was faster, more relentless, and Wriothesley had no idea how many times he'd already come but he was still coming, each thrust elongating his orgasm or driving him into another one.
Hydro formed around his nipples, squeezing and pulling on the already sensitive buds, and Neuvillette dragged his fangs out, licked the wound, and bit down again, growling so loud Wriothesley could feel the vibrations through his entire body as his mate claimed him.
The glow of his rhinophores and wings was nearly blinding, the slap of their hips so forceful it shook his entire body and made the bed creak and rock beneath them. Wriothesley had never felt so full, not even with Neuvillette's eggs.
Just that thought–eggs, echoing through the bond, was enough to make Neuvillette roar in delight and come, thrusting his cocks so hard and deep Wriothesley saw stars, his belly swollen with the Hydro that filled him.
Neuvillette spilled hard, snarling and rutting into him like they were both nothing but desperate beasts, and Wriothesley managed to move his head just enough to sink his teeth into Neuvillette's neck in turn.
As his canines dug in, Wriothesley sobbed and moaned and Neuvillette snarled and groaned and rutted. He was certain he could feel Neuvillette's cum pushing through the Hydro inside him, splattering his insides, filling his womb and his guts up with so much of his pent-up mate's issue it stretched his stomach until he looked and felt pregnant.
Then, the knot at the base of Neuvillette's lower cock began to swell, the ridges along the ovipositor in Wriothesley's cunt flaring at the same time, and Wriothesley groaned. That knot felt even bigger now that his ass was so well-used, and it pushed against the ovipositor in his cunt through his inner walls, grinding against the ridges that rubbed at the back of his cock, dragging one last trembling little orgasm out of him.
His vision blurred, his mind blank, and Wriothesley was honestly surprised he hadn't passed out. His stamina was definitely getting better with more practice, so many long nights spent fucking over and over, Neuvillette's cocks stretching him beyond his limits. Still, this was a lot—the tentacles pushing so deep he was hesitant to move. His entire body felt heavy and full and so good.
When his vision focused again, Neuvillette was licking at the wounds he'd left along his neck, purring. His glow was still incredibly bright, and Wriothesley realized as he tried to take in the sight of his mate that even Neuvillette's scales were glowing.
Wriothesley's belly, too, pulsed with a low blue light from Neuvillette's cocks and Hydro glowing deep inside him.
He moaned, finally completely relaxed, the aches and pains in his body just beginning to settle in. It was going to be rough getting back to Meropide in the morning, that was for sure. He didn't even know if he'd be able to sit down for a solid day or two after this.
Slowly, Neuvillette seemed to pull himself together as well, withdrawing the Hydro in Wriothesley's body. He removed it carefully and slowly so as not to shock his system, and Wriothesley groaned as his body relaxed back to the way it normally was instead of being forced to accommodate his mate's Hydro.
When all that remained were those cocks, huge and heavy inside him, he let out a quiet sigh. That, at least, was something he was more used to, and he didn't mind if they were locked together for a little while.
At last, Neuvillette removed the Hydro around his legs, his wrists, and his neck, and Wriothesley grunted as he relaxed his limbs, letting his arms fall around Neuvillette's shoulders, holding onto him.
"Thanks, sweetheart," he muttered, and that was about all he could manage.
"Good?" Neuvillette asked softly, also out of breath.
Wriothesley nodded, and Neuvillette nuzzled against his neck, kissing him and dragging his parted lips along his cheek and the scar beneath his eye, scenting him gently.
"I'm very glad," he whispered, scenting over towards the joint of his jaw.
"I needed that," Wriothesley grunted, squeezing his mate close.
Neuvillette let out a happy little trill, nuzzling at his ear and his piercings. "Now, just relax. I have you."
Wriothesley nodded. "Yeah." He would. And no matter how much he complained about the aches and pains later, well... he definitely wasn't going to regret this. He promised himself that.