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Oh no. No trying to ignore what their bodies want. Give in and enjoy!

Zishu's hand finds the oil just as his husband bites his shoulder, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through him and dragging a moan from him. He tilts his head away, tossing his hair out of the way, welcoming those bites and rocks his hips down against his husband's again as he pants for breath.

He lifts his hips off Runyu then, lips moving back to nip and nibble along Runyu's shoulder and up his neck as he blindly opens the container of oil to coat his fingers. Then reaches between his dragon's legs, trailing teasingly slicked fingers over a hip as teeth and lips work on making his own marks on pale skin.

Moaning into the rocking, he shuddered when he pulled away from his shoulder. Another mark, another bruise. And ones that Zishu was happily accepting and embracing. It meant the world to him as he arched up into the attention he was receiving. Feeling bites leaving their own marks, his eyes fluttered closed and he spread his legs to welcome the man between them.

This was his first time but Runyu realized it didn't feel like it. Everything just felt so natural between them. Tangling his fingers into Zishu's hair, he pressed himself closer, practically demanding that he give him more. This was his first time being allowed to want, to ask...to be allowed and to be rewarded for doing so. He didn't want to stop now that the gate had been opened to him.

Zishu has had lovers before. More fumblings than anything. This feels far better, simpler. He smiles as those legs part under him, welcoming him between them, and rubs his lips against a bare shoulder. Nuzzling affectionately - he finds he wants to be affectionate and sweet with his husband.

Fingers in his hair and that body pressing up against him in silent demand for more has him chuckling softly and he turns his head to catch his dragon's lips in a fierce kiss as fingers dip down to stroke over that virgin entrance. A silent promise that he won't leave his husband wanting...at least not for long. There is something to be said for teasing until need turns almost painful before giving in to what their bodies crave.

The bites his dragon have given him make him so very tempted to find out just what Runyu will do if he reaches that point first.

Runyu gasped into the kiss as he felt that finger touched him so intimately. It was strange but not unpleasant. Just not something he was used to. Still, he welcomed it, shifting his hips to encourage him to do more. A little moan was even pressed into the kiss he was being given.

If this was what life would be like with his husband then he couldn't say he minded. Far from it. To be cherished like this and to be treated as an equal here and out there? It was so much more than he ever expected to get.

He was grateful beyond words.

The kiss gentles, but is no less thorough as he takes his time, teasing that entrance into relaxing before working a finger in. Each sound is greedily swallowed as he works on stretching and massaging that entrance looser.

Zishu likes paying this attention to his beautiful dragon husband. Introducing him to pleasure. Showing him how their bodies can move together. Showing him that wanting is permitted between them.

Another gasp left him as the finger moved into his body. It made his body tense for a moment before he made himself relax. Foreign though the feeling was, it also felt...good. Runyu was left moaning soft as his fingers tightened in Zishu's hair, his legs spreading just a bit more.

"Don't stop," he whispered right against his lips. There was no pleading to his tone though. Oh no. He wanted to tell the man exactly what he wanted. Wanted him to know.

He chuckles, breathless, at the whisper, and adds a second finger to his task. Then trails little kisses and nips along Runyu's jaw to nuzzle his ear with almost a purr.

"I won't," he promises softly. "Not unless you tell me to." He rather doubts he'll get such a request. Not with how his dragon has responded to him so far!

He waits until the third finger joins the other two before curling them, searching for that sensitive bundle of nerves (at least in humans, and so far his dragon is little different like this) to introduce Runyu to that particular pleasure.

What came next was a stretch that kept him gasping and shifting for Zishu, the muscles twitching around his fingers. Swallowing, he rolled his hips as he started to get more used to it. As it started to feel better and better.

And then those fingers touched something inside him that he'd never felt before.

With a cry, he arched his back, throwing his head back. He had no idea what that was but it was enough to make him see stars. His toes curled and he shuddered before trying to squirm to press into it again. Runyu wanted to feel that more. Whatever had happened he wanted it.

His dragon has no idea how stunning he is, gasping and squirming and moving to meet everything he gives him. It makes it hard to take his time!

The cry sends a jolt through him and he bites his lip to hold himself back. Then nips over that exposed throat, tongue licking over pale skin and he waits until this strong body seems to beg for more before stroking over that wonderful spot again.

They have all night - and more. He has no problem spoiling his husband, no matter how much his own body aches to thrust into that tight body.

Was this really what this felt like? This amazing? He felt lost in the experience even as he moved and shifted to get more of it. Breathing harder now, Runyu moaned and felt his body tremble. Then his hands were tugging at Zishu's hair.

"More. More..."

More than this. He wanted to feel him inside him. Wanted to join with him. This was good but he knew that there was more they could be doing together. And he wanted to feel it so badly.

It could be better.

The tugging on his hair, the way his husband makes that request, makes any other answer impossible. Zishu shudders and withdraws his fingers, only to replace them after swiftly slicking himself up, slowly burying his length into his husband with a long, low moan against his neck.

He runs a hand along a leg, stroking it as he settles fully into his husband.

"Perfect." He purrs, determinedly keeping control over himself.

There. That was what he wanted.

Shuddering, he lifted his legs to wrap them around the hips above his own. Like he was going to somehow lock Zishu inside him forever that way. Whatever the case it kept him close to him as the man purred out that single word.

But he couldn't stay still for long. His hips started to move, already wanting more. To feel him move inside of him again.

Those legs curling around him, pulling him closer, make him shudder and he presses down against his husband. He tilts his head and seeks those lips out again for another deep kiss.

His hands move to give his dragon's lovely backside a squeeze in answer to those hips moving, making his breath catch. Well then, since his husband wants him to move-! Zishu braces himself and rolls his hips, thrusting a little deeper inside before pulling back almost all the way out, as far as those legs around him allow. Slowly, then thrusts back in, savoring every slide of flesh until he can't resist picking up the pace.

He knows his dragon won't break if he's rougher. If his thrusts in are faster, sharper, than the slower slide out. Making his body tingle and tremble with fierce delight.

The movement was exactly what he wanted as he eagerly kissed his husband back. A moan was released into the contact as they moved together. It took some effort but he was able to match the pace. Even when it started to get rougher. Enough to make him yelp at the first shift.

Runyu could feel the way their movements were causing his aching cock to beg for release. However, he ignored it for now. He wanted this feeling to last as long as it possibly could. The fact that he could rub against that toned stomach above him was more than enough stimulation for the time being.

"Zi'er...Zi'er..." He wasn't sure why he'd decided to give him a pet name already. However, it just felt right. And it sounded even better to moan it out as their bodies danced together.

He loves that eagerness, every hint of encouragement, that his husband enjoys this, only adds to his desire for his husband. Firms his determination to spoil and care for his dragon.

He helps him learn to move with him. Even when he speeds up! He's just as keenly aware of his husband's need for release, as well as his own, enjoying each bump and rub of that hard cock against his stomach. And so what if he takes extra care to press down, arching to rub especially against it?

But a pet name! He hadn't expected one, especially not so soon. Yet it feels right, even as it makes his toes curl in the bed sheets and he gasps, thrusting sharper into his lover. He laughs then, breathless and giddy with delight and he nuzzles his dragon's neck, smoothing out the trusts as he helps his lover's body learn to dance with his.

"Yes. I'm-" he hums, shifting the angle just a little, looking for that bundle of nerves again to make sure to hit and tease it. "Your Zi'er."

Though the nerves being found made him see stars again, what really got to him was Zishu telling him that he was his. His Zi'er. That meant no one else could have him now. Crying out the name again, he pulled on his hair, his body pressing tightly up against the man above him. It sent a jolt through him and his thighs trembled.

"C-close. Zi'er!"

Eyes closing, he let his body give in completely to its desires. To move to seek what it wanted, to press and demand and accept. Another cry left him and Runyu felt the pressure pooling between his legs.

So close. Almost. He knew he was almost there...

No one else but Runyu can touch him now. Hearing that name cried out like that has him shudder, moaning as his hair is pulled again - something he'd never thought he'd like, but his dragon is proving he does. At least when Runyu is the one pulling.

The warning, the plea, has him growl and he speeds up his thrusts again, eager to give his dragon what he wants. He spares a hand to reach for his lover's aching cock, fingers still slick with residual oil, and strokes in time with his thrusts. He knows when those muscles spasm around him, he'll follow his lover into a shattering bliss.

"Come for me," he purrs into an ear.

There was no room for anymore thought. It was just the blinding pleasure brought on by what they were sharing together. That hand tipped the scales in the end, Runyu crying out one more time as he came between them. His muscles squeezed around the man inside of him, practically refusing to let him move even a little bit, clinging to that cock.

Lips parted to pant for air, it felt like hours to Runyu even though it was perhaps only seconds before his body relaxed and melted onto the bed. Every part of him was tingling in the best way possible.

He has a split second of pure satisfaction before his body arches with one last sharp thrust, burying his cock as deep as possible before his climax drags a sharp cry from him as well. No. No more thought. Only pure feeling as their bodies shake and tremble together.

Zishu pants for breath, forehead pressing to his husband's shoulder as he settles over him. Pressing him into the bed as an extra blanket - keeping him warm, as promised, especially in the wake of their exertion. But also because he simply doesn't want to pull out or off of his husband just yet.

Having the warm weight of his husband on top of him was grounding. It helped his mind to settle and he felt like he wasn't going to float away. Relaxing his hold on him, Runyu started to pet the hair he'd been pulling instead, nuzzling against the top of his head. Sighing softly, he found himself smiling a little

How he'd ended up here he didn't know. Fate was a strange thing. But he knew that he was happy he had. He felt more free to be himself than he ever had before and he knew he wanted to be there for this man. To be at his side and to protect him as well as best he could.

His husband. His Zi'er.

Zishu can't help but melt under the petting and nuzzling, a long sigh answers Runyu's as he snuggles in. He smiles and presses a kiss to his husband's neck, letting himself enjoy being held like this.

But he also lets a hand absently wander, smoothing idly over what he can reach of his dragon's body without moving from his comfortable position.

He hadn't expected this easy connection. Would never have hoped for it with an arrangement like theirs. Yet that is exactly what they've found, and knowing himself, he will jealously protect his husband.

As he came back to his senses, he had a soft realization that made him laugh gently. Here they were after having lounged in the bath. A place to be clean. And now they were quite the opposite. They'd have to clean up before they went to sleep too. Runyu nuzzled his hair gently, breathing in his scent.

"You know, we're just going to have to go right back to the bath, Zi'er," he murmured softly, letting his husband know what he found so amusing.

So often, laughter out of no where makes him wary. But not Runyu's. It's too warm, too gentle. It makes him smile instead, waiting to hear his husband's thoughts if the other chooses to share them.

And they are! He laughs then too, grinning and lifts his head to nuzzle their noses together. "When we're done for the night, yes. Unless," he can't help another little chuckle, eyes bright with playful affection. "Unless my husband is already tired?" If so, then he'll just have to scoop his lover up and carry him to the bath, warming it up with his internal force - worth it. For his husband, he's finding he will go to rather great lengths to spoil him.

This playful side was one that he knew he would enjoy seeing in their time together. It lit up Zishu's eyes and made him look even younger. Runyu was almost lost in that look but he just laughed softly then lifted his legs to hook them around the hips above his own.

All to suddenly flip the man onto his back with him on top of him. Something that shifted the cock still inside him around as he sat on top of his husband, pulling a gasp from the dragon as he settled. Then he gazed down at him, letting his hands run over the toned expanse of the swordsman's chest.

"Zi'er, I think you'll end up tired before I do," he murmured with a smile.

Zishu rarely relaxes enough for this side to escape these days. It's nice to be able to now, with someone he fully expects to spend the rest of his life with. And he will fight and train hard to make that a very long life.

He laughs as his dragon flips them over, even as it makes him shudder as he feels those muscles around him. But he also clearly doesn't mind this new position, either. He chuckles, arching into those hands in open invitation to explore and touch to his husband's content.

"I can live with that, though I admit I hope not to disappoint you."