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PRISMATICA ►INBOX

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asano keigo ⬤ bleach
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moonblessing ⬤ Cordis

[ there was no honoring that remark with a response, since keigo knew that guanshan would just turn it into something else. as much as he enjoyed playing around with him like that, keigo's anxiety was making him tense. it was kind of annoying, actually, feeling his heart palpitate when it was just guanshan there with him. maybe his rabbit senses were triggered off by his appearance in a way he hadn't realized...

the movement of guanshan's arm immediately drew keigo's attention, shoulders drawing up ever so slightly as a weird flight response threatened to launch his body into motion. but no, it wasn't anything dangerous. at least not at first glance. his eyes tracked down to the offering, lips slightly pursed and brow knit. a present, huh... how suspicious. though he had to admit, the bottle was pretty... and keigo certainly liked pretty things. with a bit more trepidation than perhaps necessary, he took the bottle from guanshan and held it in his hand, rolling the small bottle over in his palm. with another suspicious look up at guanshan, keigo posed a very important question: ]

What is it?

Some guy sellin' shit in Caihong said it was a enhancer.

[ opting instead for light and conversational, Guanshan lays down and stretches himself across the middle of the bed, leaving the space between them unexplored. a fist on his cheek props up his head, one knee bent, tail twitching in interest. he hasn't let Keigo out of his sights for a single moment, slit pupil tracking every shift as he's comfortably draped in a room that isn't his, a king of the jungle — as comfortable in a bed as he would be the sea or sky. ]

[ it's not a lie. maybe that's exactly how it was sold to him, or maybe he's fuzzy on the details. he is a dumbass, after all. ]

Thought it might be fun. Ya seem a little tense. [ not that he seems offended by that. really, it's just making that little cat got the canary grin of his sharper. ] Maybe a sensual massage or somethin', ah?

[ a likely story... keigo remembered the bizarre "enhancers" that were available on lagunbiru, he could only assume that this little vial was something similar. but if it would actually help him relax, it might be nice. his hammering heart was distracting, echoing in his ears and making his posture tight. with guanshan relaxing nearby, as if nothing was all that odd about this situation, keigo felt himself growing a bit miffed. how could he be taking this so casually... ]

Eeh... If it'll help me relax...

[ keigo took another look at the bottle in his hand. though it certainly looked mysterious and nothing like he'd ever seen back home, it also wasn't exactly bizarre enough for him to chuck the thing at guanshan and opt for something else. though anxiety wasn't unfamiliar to him, this type of tension definitely was. and he was already uncomfortable enough to find a fast solution.

giving guanshan another sidelong glance, keigo popped open the vial, setting the cap on the nightstand, out of the way. ]

This better not taste nasty.

[ with that, keigo put it to his lips and downed it... ]

[ ...and at first, it didn't really seem like anything was happening. it tasted... pleasant enough. a bit floral, kind of effervescent. at least it didn't taste like medicine.

but the mouthfeel didn't remain relevant because with a quick and comical poof of chroma, keigo's appearance shifted quite drastically. he barely had time to react to the sensation before quickly realizing that something was horribly amiss. his shirt was too big in the shoulders for some reason, but inexplicably tight at the chest... the band of his boxer-briefs was pulled a bit tighter, but the front was depressingly lacking...

ah. that bastard. ]

O-oi!! W-wh-what the hell!!

[ he wanted to cover his mouth after hearing the utterly foreign voice that shot out of it, but his anger displaced and urges, instead reaching over and giving guanshan a sharp shove from his spot on the bed. ]

You fuckin' asshole! Did you know this was gonna do this to me?!

[ with complete passivity, Guanshan simply watched, grunting along with Keigo's chiding as he watched his adams apple bob with a swallow. a beat, and his mouth opens to ask — wonder how long it takes? — ]

[ aaaaand rapidly closes again with that quick flash of light. another, longer beat of silence as even his sharp, serpentine eyes try to really digest what he's seeing, elongated and sharp ears flickering up at sudden pitch of voice. well. it's definitely Keigo, judging from the insults and reaction... not that he (wait, she? — no, still Keigo) has even a remote chance of being able to budge Guanshan while he's in this draconic form. Sanguis has blessed him with more than paltry magic and weird anatomy, after all. ]

Nuh-uh.

[ can't even bother being offended by the accusation either. instead, he pours over new topiary, the black doing so little to hide new bodacious curves to his eyes, hooking on points that pique his interest: broad expanse of thighs where his boxers ride up, the fabric clinging to the curve of full breasts and pointed with raised nipples, a thick pair of lips that would look so lovely stretched around his— ]

A-wu, look. [ reaching out, his palm cups his breast in full, giving it a dainty little squeeze. ] Yer hot.

[ now. now "yer hot", no time before. ]

[ how could he be so... passive... about this?! keigo's mind was a blur of annoyance and anger and a bit of embarrassment over being essentially tricked into a position like this. he wasn't even consciously thinking about the heft of his breasts or how much smaller he felt in stature, he just wanted to strangle that stupid dragoned-up idiot.

...until he reached over and groped one of his breasts. ]

H-hey!

[ ...

well, there was no way he could ignore it now. the squeeze, as slight as it was, still managed to make him jump a bit from the appealing twinge it sparked. and now those thoughts were fairly clear, purely focused on his temporary (he hoped) body.

it was definitely attuned to the preferences he held for women... nice sized breasts and thighs and ass... curvy and dainty... hm. he'd have to check what that potion was actually meant for, because this was a bit too on-the-nose. but for now, he batted guanshan's hand away for the moment, lips pursed into a pout. ]

'tch... whaddya mean by that... I'm always hot.

[ clearly pacified, keigo reached up with his now too small hands and gave the hefty mounds a squeeze of his own. ]

Ooh... They're really big... And soft... [ maybe he'd just sit there and squeeze them a little longer... ]

[ thwap. it doesn't hurt, not to skin that's hardened with entering a different phylum, but it is enough to force him back into the role of voyeur — for as long as he'll allow it. ]

Hey hey, don't hog 'em. I'm the one who deserves some credit.

[ which isn't long, not with his hands looping around Keigo's ankles and drag him down the bed, from the headboard to on his back on the center, friction dragging up his boxers and his shirt and catching on curves. Guanshan himself sits up, a cheek (and horn) nuzzling into the softness of an inner thigh, a noise in his throat that sounds strangely mixed between hiss and purr. ]

[ supple. he crawls up, back arched with fin flaring, lashing his tongue out to taste the sweat and scent from his pliable stomach, firm lithe mass exchanged for delicate, full, velvety. fingers slip under the lip of his shirt where it's caught on the heavy underside of his breasts and pushes it up, exposing both of them fully as they drag up with the tightness and bounce back into their natural hang. ]

[ and if Keigo thought the twinge was bad, it's probably nothing compared to how Guanshan's wide mouth closes over one of his pink, perky nipples to give it a good suck, cheeks hollowing, tongue coiled over its peak. ]

[ keigo had known guanshan to be a bit demanding when the three moons hung high, but the show of force still managed to catch him off guard. with a shrill yelp, keigo could feel his heart hammering up again, chest tight and throat working over a pathetic whimper as guanshan snared his ankles and pulled him down. it was that damn iris curse, making him submissive and unchallenging. he didn't do much other than squirm a bit when he felt the sheets bunch up around him slightly, his meager clothing already being disregarded. ]

W-wait...

[ a platitude that held no meaning here, empty as his head felt in that moment. the shirt yanked upward, the brush of fabric against his nipples causing them to stiffen further, the cool air helping the rest of the way once they were exposed completely. his leporine ears swiveled slightly, and the sounds that filtered in did nothing to assuage his fluttering heart.

the parting of lips, the slickness of saliva, heard before the first swipe touched his soft flesh. keigo's stomach sucked in, a shaky yelp following, and his hands fisted at the bed. he... couldn't push him away. he felt weak, trapped. concerning, considering who it was, but the fear wasn't dissipating, even when he felt that wetness close around his nipple. ]

H-haaah! D-don't...!

[ he didn't really know what else to say; the fear combined with a vague sense of shame compelled him to protest, even despite how his body trembled and jerked, how his back arched and chest pushed upward against guanshan's face. ]

Mmmn...

[ another sound that rang closer to a growl, part possessive and part satisfied — a dragon looming over a mound of gold it's content to share with a mate. Keigo's breast molds with his mouth, pliable and perfect, black of his clawed hand molding the other, squeezing, teasing. he watches from the corner of a sharp eye, the contrast between tainted black and creamy pale, budding pink, gently working his other nipple between a thumb and forefinger. so gentle, so delicate. ]

[ weight pinning him down, Keigo couldn't go anywhere if he wanted to. shrank with the smaller stature of a woman and Guanshan grown even larger with his draconic features, there's such a power imbalance, even before being blessed with strength beyond his own. it forces him to delicacy — even if it doesn't mean mollifying his fear completely. ]

[ but he can't ignore the rapid beating of his heartbeat, popping off of sucking his breast with a loud, wet noise, lifting his head with regal bearing. his eyes glimmer strangely, tongue lapping at the taste of him on his tongue, voice low and seductive — a magical sound that will worm its way into his ears, his brain: ]

Keigo. Relax.

[ a command uttered by one of the great, ancient beasts of Prismatica. Guanshan's almost more that than himself at the moment, playing with a cute little rabbit caught in his grasp. ]

Doncha want me to play with your pussy?

[ he couldn't remember the last time he felt so panicked and helpless, and yet so complacent. eyes like a serpent, pinning that rodent in its place, wearing it down until it succumbed to shock. keigo didn't want to acknowledge it, but there was one thing that was certain, and that was guanshan's voice was doing something to him.

that pop of suction was almost deafening to his sensitive ears, but that voice was all the more encompassing. like the slow coiling of the serpent around its prey, keigo felt trapped, immobile. but the words he was saying and the way they melted against his ear, seeped into his mind, made it feel like it was okay. this was okay. it was fine.

and he wanted it.

timidly, keigo nodded his consent, his body still a bit rigid but it was clear that he was coming around. but with the iris moon trailing slowly further in the sky, it wouldn't have mattered much. this timing was going to end up creating a rather intense situation, but he couldn't protest. he could just look up at guanshan with slightly glazed eyes and a flushed face, a familiar sight softened up. ]

Y-... yeah.

[ arced up on his knees, Guanshan presses a hand bigger than Keigo's head right next to it as he balances himself over him. full lips, pretty eyes — can't resist. he presses him down with his weight as he kisses him, serpentine tongue flicking into and tasting him. same old flavor, different shape. much different, from how his breasts press up into his chest, a soft landing for him to sink into. ]

[ as he pulls away, pushed back up, his claws hook in Keigo's shirt. ]

Don't need this. [ a soft zip of filament coming apart in his sharp grasp and it falls open, split right up the middle. no more restriction, no more hiding. if this is Keigo's view of an "ideal" partner, Guanshan isn't going to let him run and hide any part of it. ] Or this.

[ and that includes those boxers, which his fingers hook on the elastic band of and pull down over the wide flare of hips and on down legs he stretches and pulls up his chest. there's no hesitation or shyness in the way he spreads him open either, hooking on the backs of knees and pulling his legs apart, pushing up towards shoulders until his ass lifts off the mattress and his entire pussy spreads open on display for him. ]

Ha. You're pretty here too.

[ coy little compliments, slithering back down on his belly as he draws in. he doesn't even have to have his face buried between his thighs for his long tongue to reach out, the two pointed ends of it flickering softly, rapidly over the very tip of his clit, gaze flickering to his face as he torments. ]

[ everything was happening so fast, it felt like keigo barely provided his go-ahead before his clothing was ripped and pulled off of him. he yelped again, a quick, sharp sound that rang in his ears like a siren. being so quickly and unceremoniously exposed would have normally caused keigo to fuss and protest and complain, especially when it came to his shirt being destroyed. but none of that came to pass.

instead, keigo started to sink into himself, a still yet unfamiliar timidness taking precedence over any sense of dignity he may have had left. he murmured a throw-away remark about being "pretty" between his thighs, irrelevant entirely when guanshan kept his legs splayed and suspended.

once again, he could hear the movement before it reached him and it caused an involuntary inhale, air sucked sharply into tight lungs. and when he felt that light, wet, warm touch to his clit— ]

Nnhhhahhh—!

[ —his body seized up and flailed, the quick and successive swipes with the tip of his tongue already feeling like too much. was that really normal? either way, keigo squirmed around, grabbing at the bedsheets as he remained trapped within his own prison, pinned by a beast and the moon's curse. ]

[ cute. he looks hot, flushed, overwhelmed — and Guanshan adores watching it, each barrier come down one by one, too rapidly for him to be able to comprehend entirely. he doesn't have the patience that a beast like him is probably supposed to possess, no doubt a reflection of Guanshan's own personality that's out-shown the moon itself, but what time he is able to spare teasing him apart he'll relish with full abandon. ]

Oh? [ a soft laugh as he eases up, turning his head to press little lovebites into thighs. he loves this especially — loved fucking Keigo, always, but the slam and grind of two very slender bodies warranted bruising and soreness he knew he wouldn't find with how fucking soft he is right now. ] That sensitive, huh?

[ Keigo's normally sensitive anyway, but that reaction is strong. not that he's easing up because of it, letting one of his legs drop down to his shoulder — watch the spikes on his clavicle — for his hand to circle around and run a soft pad of his fingertip in gentle circles around his clit. delicate, careful, watching the lay of claws in an area so sensitive... and lucky for a prehensile tongue that can work around it to plunge into his hole. ]

[ tasting him is a rush of musk and what's decidedly feminine, a flavor that's changed severely from the usual, now that Guanshan's a creature who can smell the difference between male and female from across a football field. his tongue's long enough to pry deep and coil, slithering along velvety walls in a tight spring, the muscle of it strong and unyielding. like that, he fucks it in and out of him as his fingers keep up a maddeningly steady pace — around and around and around his clit, over and over, without breaking a steady and strong rhythm... ]

[ and as Keigo gets wetter, he can feel that like a slick coating on his tongue too. ]

[ as the moments passed, the pit of desire keigo had been toeing the edge of was quickly deepening, expanding. with the iris moon's trajectory, its powers influencing the depth of his curse, there was hardly any solid ground left to stand on. every little rub and massage to his clit eroded that tenuous platform, with keigo's instincts urging him back, back, back. guanshan's voice hummed in his ears, staggering the escape, coaxing him to slow down, to not run from that descent. the soft bites into his plush skin pulled him back, dragging goosebumps up his arms.

and then guanshan's tongue slid its way inside of him. ]

—!!

[ a wordless sound cracked from keigo's throat, something between a gasp and a cry, loud and reactive. the last bit had cracked from beneath him, sending him in a freefall, dizzily tumbling down into that desire that the iris moon cultivated in him.

the wetness from between his thighs was generous, each plunge of guanshan's inhuman tongue making keigo's hips buck and his spine twist. he couldn't move freely like this, though he also couldn't formulate a coherent enough thought to try and plan anything, either. helpless to be consumed, keigo's voice carried melodic sighs and whimpers, a moan desperate and carnal. his toes curled tightly against his feet, fists balled up and twisted in the bedsheets as he felt that hammering fear ebb away. ]

O-oh f-f-fuck...! [ a barely formulated expletive, drawn tight over his vocal cords and turning into a nearly pathetic squeak. ]

[ there it is: the first real crack of surrender. Guanshan can practically taste his blood pulse all the way through him, the twitch and solidifying of his clit under his pressure, the walls that clenched on him beginning to expand with arousal. it's so much information that he takes in now, the sensitivity of an animal making him notice every little thing — each reaction making him react in return. between his hips and the bed, the compartment between his legs has begun to pull back and open up, the fiery-orange tip of his strange new anatomy pressing to the bed until he lifts his hips to give himself room to fill out. ]

[ another shift, up on his knees, but he takes Keigo with him, keeping his legs thrown over his shoulders and hoisting him up until it's only his shoulders and head still on the mattress. like this, his draconic dick can unsheath in full, from sharp tip to half-ridged half-smooth shaft and thick round base — all while Guanshan leverages his assault against Keigo's pussy. ]

[ what pleasant sounds from him, too. high and feminine, vocal as always but a different timbre, only spurring him to encourage more out of him. with his breasts overturned by their own weight as he holds him up, they catch his attention, long limbs and strong arms capable of doing plenty of work as one hand drifts low to give one of his tits a squeeze, adding more stimulation to the attack. ]

[ still, he knows what it takes a woman to come. with everything between his lips now good and slippery, Guanshan's mouth returns to his clit, lips closing over it for a rough suck, breaking the rhythm he'd established for a sudden shift in sensations — the flat of his tongue lashing, coiling, ravishing over his most sensitive spot. his new cock is big, he knows, needs plenty of preparation, especially without Iris yet dawned; an orgasm is just the thing to get him opened up and slick and willing, and he won't relent until he pushes Keigo over the edge. ]

[ just as guanshan had developed a more animalistic approach to this, keigo too had felt those instincts rising, the scents and sounds in the room filling in the blanks he couldn't do on his own. he could practically smell guanshan's arousal, a heady musk that flared at his nostrils and made his pupils dilate.

that. that was what he wanted. he hadn't even seen the way his cock looked, but it was all he could think about as the assault on his pussy continued. in and out, flexing and twisting inside of him, keigo's thighs started to tremble, quivering from the movement, from the sensation. the added pressure to his breast earned a stuttered gasp, the heavy mound already sensitive enough that the squeeze added more than enough to the pile he was trapped under. it hadn't even been very long and already he was driven to this... how would he handle anything more?

another wail of base desperation filled the room as guanshan's tongue retracted from inside of him, leaving him to drip that mix of saliva and his own fluids down his asscheeks. for that split second, he thought guanshan was going to leave him there, half on edge and wound up, practically stricken stupid from the assault, dripping shamelessly. but then, the warmth that encapsulated his clit followed by the aggressive flicking and twisting around the sensitive nub opened up another floodgate, another point of focus that sent sparks through his entire body. ]

Ffhh—!

[ eyes widened with a mixture of shock and slight panic as he felt that mounting pressure threaten to blow over, and the suction and smothering of his tongue made it embarrassing. the wet sounds of his licking, the overstimulation reached at such a velocity, keigo felt that heat boil between his thighs and a sudden tension making those inner muscles clench and flutter, over and over, exploding into an orgasm that made him violently jerk his hips up as much as he could, grinding into guanshan's face. the wetness of it was perhaps excessive, but it was probably for the best, if he was meant to take guanshan's impressively large dick any time soon. though keigo's mind had blanked out on that possibility, utterly lost on the satisfaction and shuddering aftershocks of an orgasm that lingered and lingered, radiating up his groin and in his inner thighs. ]

F-fuck...! Fuck!

[ practically able to feel that orgasm sizzle along with the chroma at his fingertips, his tongue, he rides out the sway of it right along with Keigo; the bottom half of his face becomes soaked, nose practically drowned in the deeper, richer scent of his orgasm and wet heat as it hits, continuing right along as if drinking nectar. he eases up on the sucking but his tongue continues to pet soft lines up and down his clit, just to feel him twitch and spasm and cry — well, Guanshan's always liked playing with Keigo's severe oversensitivity. ]

[ easing him back down gently on the bed, Guanshan leans forward and presses soft little kissing pecks all over his clit and up his mound, following the arch and dip of flesh until he's left a kissing, wet trail all the way to the bottom of his stomach — where an instinct buried deep in him keeps returning, words not in his vocabulary bubbling to the forefront of his mind: ]

[ mate. knot. impregnate — breed, breed, breed. ]

[ as filthy as his mind rallies, Guanshan looks almost innocent as he hikes his head up, finned ears perked at playful interest. the hand still massaging away at his breast doesn't let up, and his other runs the wet seam of his pussy, a knuckle parting open his lips to test the velvety silk between. ]

You good, baby girl?

[ for what felt like almost too long, keigo was subjected to the undulating wave of a peaked pleasure, slammed into his body and boiling up his blood. he couldn't recall having felt anything quite like that, but the more aware side of him could ruminate on that later. because that side of him was pretty much locked away behind a gate, isolated, unable to call sense into the fuck-hungry and lustful urges iris permeated in him.

it wouldn't be much longer now. he was already feeling the apprehension dissipate into nothing, leaving him wet and warm and calmed. guanshan's continued coaxing and stimulation pulled desperate sobs and heaves of his chest and hips, uncertain if he wanted to push into it or pull away. but when that assault on those sensitive parts ended, when he felt the bed against his back fully, the recovery process kicked in. his eyes were glazed over, staring straight up at the ceiling, at nothing, his brain lacking any real capacity to be outraged or even embarrassed. instead, it was feeding from the same pool as guanshan's apparently was, but perhaps from the opposite end.

just like the rabbit whose traits he had inherited, keigo could feel that urge to fuck and breed drown out everything else. no sense, just feeling. feeding a base desire baked into all creatures. even though he had just orgasmed, he was already wanting more.

keigo's eyes seemed to refocus briefly as guanshan peppered kisses down between his legs and up his belly. instinct sings out to him too, in a bizarrely unfamiliar twist that he couldn't comprehend. what was more pressing was the present and chasing after that pleasure again. with guanshan squeezing his breast above and nudging at his pussy below, there was little point in being coy. he didn't have the presence of mind to be, anyway. his question would have normally inspired indignation or embarrassment at the way it was phrased, but all it did was make guanshan all the more attractive to him in that moment.

so keigo looked at guanshan with an expression that could only be described as "drunk," his pink tongue swiping over his plush lips absently. he wouldn't even try to play it up, instead scooting up onto his elbows, propping himself up a bit. he was still breathless, still rasping for that cool air, when he parted his legs, spreading himself without prompting. ]

Yeah. So... haha... it's gonna start soon, y'know? [ the peak of the iris effects, that is. the part that lingered the longest in him, that heat that would envelop every action until it was satisfied. ]

[ what a good look it was, too. hungry, distant and present at the same time, glazed over and warm. if this was Keigo even before Iris had taken to the sky, he couldn't wait to see how taken apart the purple moon would have him. he spreads shamelessly and Guanshan looks without it too, his pink gone ruddy with loving abuse, dripping into a wet spot on the mattress — the damn thing's going to be soaked soon. ]

[ he tightens his knees up, guiding Keigo's legs to either side of him, close enough that he could bury all the way into him if he wanted to; instead, he keeps teasing, softly smacking the head of his cock against his puffy clit, just to hear the wet noise of it and make him twitch. ]

"It"? What "it"? [ feigned innocence and curiosity. he knows exactly; Keigo isn't the only Iris regularly in his life. ] That thing where you can't even stand ta not have my cock stretchin' you open?

[ rolling forward soft and slow, he drags the underside of his odd anatomy up and down the seam of Keigo's pussy, the bristle-like nubs coating the underside of his cock rubbing at him all over. ]

That the "it" yer talkin' about?

[ this would be the part where keigo would fire back in kind, egging guanshan on in the way he knew he'd respond to. but his propensity for being a smartass seemed to be on the backburner, along with all the other rebellious and obstinate inclinations he had.

instead, keigo was weakened, his mind only centered on that one bit of guanshan's body that he so desperately withheld. the touch of his dick to his pussy was electrifying, and the smacking sound of their skin against each other revved up that all-encompassing need to the point of frustration. the friction was still welcomed by way of keigo's hips slowly grinding up against whatever he could touch. wordlessly offering himself up, nudging at what he needed. ]

Y-yeah... that.

[ his voice was weak, wavering, like twine eroded down to its last thread. the soft connection of skin to skin, the texture of guanshan's dick against those soft folds encouraged that wetness to develop all the more. he didn't know if he had it in him to keep up any kind of conversation, but maybe it wouldn't matter. keigo swallowed back a soft sound, taking a moment to experimentally rub his inner thighs along guanshan's hips, feeling the difference between their skin. that paltry friction alleviated part of the ache inside of him, but only barely. ]

It's gonna drive me crazy, I know it. It's all I can think about.

[ keigo's throat tightened again, his arms reaching up to touch at guanshan's chest, feeling the angular scales, the finned portions, the smoothness beyond that. it was weird. too weird, honestly. but that side of him still remained sequestered as the heat started to settle in, slowly but surely. ]

Your dick fillin' me up... Fuckin' me so hard I bruise... that. That's what I want.

[ head inclined, he watches as Keigo's lips do their best to spread around his impressive girth. they can almost get there, spread open and wet and warm, exposing sensitivity for Guanshan to rock his hips forward with him and rubrubrub in a way that feels dizzying and electric — wonderful, now that he's damn near rock hard with the scent of a heat blooming in the air, the musk and sex on the tip of a sensitive tongue, cloying and sweet. equally hard for Guanshan to focus on both points, words that take a moment to sink in when the only thing that makes sense is a primal, instinctual mating drive. ]

[ they want the same thing. he knew they would — Keigo just needed a little convincing. ]

You know m'gonna fuck you so hard your insides'll be stuck permanently in the shape'a me.

[ and how could they not be, this dick is almost too big for a small, almost petite girl like this to really take... but that's the thrilling part of it all, the way he can manhandle Keigo's new body around like it's nothing, grab the pinch of a waist and use him as a living fleshlight if he wanted. ]

[ soon. soon. first, he wants to see him more desperate — from the warm, wet roll of their hips to the way his head bends again to lap at the nipple he'd left unattended earlier. unfair, when the other one's still wet and harder with his attention, the subtle print of his teeth. ]

Go crazy with me, Keigo.

[ apt words as he rolls and roils, cock dragging over the crest of his pussy, mouth so wide he can suck almost his entire breast into his mouth and nip just a little too hard, adding the sensation of pain on top of all the pleasure. ]

[ it honestly wouldn't take long for guanshan's sadistic desire to draw out the more impetuous traits in keigo, especially now with the heat starting its slow but steady creep across his body. from his head it would start, clouding up his thoughts into nothing but matebreedmatebreed, to the point of driving him mad. then it would creep across his skin, heating it up down his chest, sink inward and make his blood feel too hot. the pit of his belly would knot, an ache that made him ill and anxious. finally, the core of his body, right between the thighs, would grow warm, slick, ready, throbbing.

at that point, he was only halfway there, with his head a mess of feral nonsense nearly overtaking conscious thought. but not far enough to wear he didn't understand what guanshan was saying to him. nor not far gone enough to not realize he was being toyed with. the suction to his breast, the warm wetness that felt too good, combined with the sudden sharp pinch of teeth and the nearly lazy grinding of his cock between his lips seemed to inject that much more desperation within him. ]

Nnhgh... I wanna, I wanna...!

[ his voice was thinning quickly, the touch of his hands growing more demanding, though fruitless. maybe if he had his real body, he could do some measure of physical persuasion, but now? all he could do was hopelessly paw at guanshan's chest, maybe reach the curve of his collar and the strong arc of his shoulders. his thighs trembled, spreading further apart as he gyrated them, the sloppy wet sound of skin-to-skin burning up his patience thread by thread. another whining cry followed, bordering on upset and pained than merely frustrated. ]

S-so, c'mon...! C'mon, put it in...! I need it!

[ there we go. there's the kind of pleading, borderline mindless desperation he wants to hear, every word tightening the coil in his guts. this is exactly what he wants — what the sanguined, primal animal in him demands: a mate wholly committed to pleasing him, taking him. patience has rewarded him with Keigo's mind scrambled by heat and need, and when he rears back up to stretch out a kink in his shoulder from being so bent over, he takes those wrists with him, pinning them to his thighs. ]

You need it, huh.

[ hips pull back until the angular point of his cock traces over his clit, his lips, lines up neatly with his hole, wet and begging to be filled. the grip he keeps him pinned down on is tight and malicious, refusing to let Keigo do much more than squirm writhe, not enough room to demand or take more — ]

[ with reason, because the way Guanshan pushes oh so slowly is almost painful, even for him. it's not any kind of common courtesy for how much stretching Keigo might need because there's no relenting in it, no concern: just the slow, careful, steady descent into him and the way he watches it with keen eyes. it's lewd and filthy, the way this big piece opens him up and pushes in, spreading him open and pushing out more wetness to make room for himself — the way the rim of Keigo's hole goes puffy and red as it stretches to take him, thicker and thicker to lower he goes. ]

[ a sheen of sweat has broken on him too by the time he's gotten three quarters of the way down — probably about his normal length. he slows even more, a low moan leaving even him as he eases forward. ]

This what you need? [ his voice low, husky, a darkly lit ember with all the smoke. ]

[ being pinned in such a way was a bit of an uncomfortable bend, but keigo didn't seem to mind too much. maybe because he could practically smell the arousal and hunger emanating off of guanshan, that last bit of restraint chipped off to reveal that their desire was indeed mutual.

keigo's eyes, with pupils blown wide and glossy, were transfixed on what he could see of guanshan's massive dick. just like that, his heart rate seemed to rocket back up again, lips parting as he started to pant softly and shallowly. just like any other dumb animal in heat. the difference being that keigo could put words to what he was feeling, what he was wanting in that moment. ]

Y-yes, yes, please...

[ but that was the last bit of coherence that guanshan would get out of keigo for a little while. once his dick started prying at his hole, his body went rigid briefly before he tilted his hips as best he could to accept him inside. it was a good thing that his heat was settling in quickly enough, since the pain he might have experienced normally was fairly dulled. still a bit of discomfort, it would be difficult to numb it away entirely, but as that thick length slowly stretched him open, keigo could only moan and whimper with impatience.

the feeling was amazing even without him being fully seated. the stretch and pull and texture of his dick was sending all the right shocks up his spine, making him wetter and more pliant. his eyes rolled back into his skull as guanshan started to slow his descent, the stretch inner walls fluttering and squeezing around the intrusion. a melodic keen left his plush lips when he stopped, and keigo's eyelids slowly peeled back open, letting his unfocused eyes rest on the general area of guanshan's face. ]

Haaah... haaahh... y-yeah... Oh god. It's so good... It feels so good.

[ the near-painful desperation was abated, for now, as keigo remained pinned in place, thighs quivering and hips slowly twitching. ]

There's more, yeah? More? Please? [ wouldn't be much longer now until that heat really took a full hold on him. the way he looked up at guanshan, drugged and hungry, hinted at a nearly complete transformation. ]

There's more, baby girl, I promise.

[ how could he deny him anything with sweet begging. not that a particularly sadistic thought of doing just that didn't cross his mind, but the truth of the matter is: he needs this just as much — needs to pump Keigo full of as much sperm as he can deep into his womb to ensure impregnation. at least, that's what his body's trying to do, down to every last cell. ]

[ but this slow penetration has him dizzy and lightheaded, drunk on the feeling of Keigo's tight, virgin pussy. the realization of that alone, that no one's every debauched him like this (because how could they) makes him growl tight and possessive, something dark in him cruel at the thought of anyone else ever getting the chance, and the resulting clash of avarice and ego sends him pummeling home in one sharp, sudden snap of his hips. ]

[ there are stars in his eyes as he bottoms out, the bulbous base stuffing his cunt full, so full he can see it bulge with his girth, the lowest part of his belly gone pudgy and swollen to make room for all of him. there's room for Keigo's stretched lips to close over him, between the rounded root and his now stretched-open slit, both of their transformed groins pressed together, velvet and electrifying. ]

Mmm, fuck. Hahh, I didn't think you'd really be able to take me.

[ should've known better. ]

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