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There's a soft seriousness in his gaze as he shakes his head a little. "They are to me." Zishu continues the gentle touches over hair, then on over his dragon's back. Enjoying getting to touch and be at peace with another living being.

"You're going to spoil me with attention and kind words."

But he was honestly enjoying it. It was so different from the life that he'd led up until now. Here he felt wanted with this man. Valued, treasured. "May I ask why you think they're special? What you like about them?"

"Aah? I want to spoil you," he answers with a warm smile. And it's sadly so very easy.

He hums at the questions. "You can ask me anything. I like your eyes because there's a gentle strength in them. I look into them, and I feel at peace." He leans up to press a kiss to his husband's forehead. "And I like your voice because it feels warm."

His eyes closed as he leaned into the kiss. It felt nice. Warm. Opening them again, he gazed at the man who had such kind things to say about him. It was so hard to see them but he believed that Zishu really saw him that way. That fact made him smile.

"Your eyes sparkle when you're happy. Did you know?"

He could say more! But those two things are paramount.

His eyes widen a little at the comment, then he chuckles. "I do now. I haven't had much reason to be happy for a while. Until today." Because of Runyu. Oh, he can pretend to be happy, and has. But those who really know him, if they're not distracted, can see through it.

Runyu thought about those words for a moment. They were sad but they rang so strongly for him. Just thinking about them had him lost in thought for a second before he found what words he wanted to use.

"I haven't either. I wasn't prepared to but you've surprised me." His eyes focused on Zishu again and gentle fingers traced his cheek.

"I feel sure I will be happy with you though. With you I feel freer than I've ever been in my lifetime."

Zishu doesn't rush him to speak, only continues to rub gentle affection over his back and hair, gazing peacefully up at him. Content to wait to hear that voice whenever Runyu chooses to speak.

He smiles at the eventual words chosen and leans into those gentle fingers. Even if it's a sad thing to say about someone who has lived so long. He's glad he could surprise his dragon!

"I want to make you happy. And I like that you feel free with me. I don't think dragons should be caged."

"Is that why you're going to make me dragon pools? So I can have more freedom?"

Honestly, he loved the idea. It made him feel safe to be himself when they were alone. In spaces that were just for them and no one else. He smiled a little more and leaned forward so he could give him a soft kiss on the lips.

"Maybe after you make them and we're sure we're alone I'll show you my real body."

"And so you can enjoy being in your element without fear of discovery."

Zishu hums into the kiss, answering it just as softly. Dragon pools. The name makes sense and he nudges their noses together.

"I would like that if you did. I am sure you are just as beautiful in your real body as you are in this one."

"I'm sure you've gathered that what I see of myself doesn't match your own vision. So I will let you decide when you see me."

Too many years of being forced to hide. Or not being wanted. Or being in the shadows of others. As confident as he was in what he could do and what he was, he wasn't nearly the same in who he was. Runyu let himself nudge noses with him again.

"I'll let you teach me how to see myself as you do. Please be patient with me while I learn."

"What you have done has been to protect yourself. Now, when it's just the two of us, you can be yourself. I am a patient man when it matters - and you matter." His arms slip around Runyu's waist to give him a little squeeze.

"Allowing yourself to listen and try, is enough. You're not alone anymore."

Not alone.

Runyu couldn't even begin to explain how much those words meant to him. Lowering his head, he rested it against the man's shoulder. A smile rested on his lips as he closed his eyes. "Thank you, Zi'er."

He wasn't sure yet what he would do here as Zishu's husband but he knew that he wanted to fulfill that duty well. Not out of obligation but instead from desire. If he could help lift some of his burdens after all Zishu was giving him then that would be enough. He was sure of it.

Zishu rests his cheek against the top of his husband's head, feeling the weight of those words. That he'd managed to say the right thing again, what his husband needs to hear. That he's never heard and believed before.

And everything he's said to this man - this dragon - has only been the truth as he sees it. He doesn't care that this was just an arrangement. He knows his heart has been claimed, and has made peace with it. He doesn't care what Runyu does...as long as the nights when he's home are theirs alone.

Suddenly he chuckles, having a thought, and rubs his cheek against the top of his husband's head. "It is a good thing we're not expected to make a public appearance for a few days. I don't think I want to be away from you for a while."

"Are you that attached to me already, Zi'er? We just met," he teased playfully, smiling a bit more. He didn't move but the amusement was clear in his voice. The joy too. Getting to spend a few days alone with him, only having them letting anyone near so they'd have food?

It sounded heavenly.

"When they do expect us again, I'll be at your side. I once was going to fulfill my duties out of obligation of this contract. I want to do it so I can be there with you now."

"Yes," he answers immediately, serious despite the admittedly rather silly reality behind it and despite the little answering smile. "It doesn't feel like we've only just met. I feel like I have known you for years."

Zishu's smile warms as he listens. "I like the idea of standing side by side with you. I'd thought this would just be an arrangement, I was prepared, too, to do my duty. Not anymore." He bucks suddenly and rolls them to settle back over his husband, wiggling his hips just a little to tease and chuckles. "Now I want you with me because I want to be with you."

Runyu gasped as he suddenly felt them move. More so since it meant his husband shifting inside him. His sensitive insides squeezed around him as he teased him, his back arching a little under him. Such a playful man...

"You'll have me. When you are leading your people or when you are alone with me." Shuddering a little now, he gave him an amused brow lift. "Should I say that this means my husband is done resting now and wants to play more though?"

He doesn't try to hold back his own gasp at those muscles squeezing him, or how it makes his cock grow harder again. But he grins, not at all embarrassed by how his body responds so readily to Runyu. He likes still being buried deep inside his husband.

"Aah," he hums amiably, eyes as bright as his grin. "I could always stop, if you'd rather." He has enough self-control. For as much as he's learning he likes teasing this dragon...he will never force him.

"Don't you dare."

Sensitive though his body was, he didn't want to stop. He wanted to be with him again. Already his body was responding to the gentle motions, the feel of that cock swelling inside of him. It was enough to make him bite his lip and squirm on the bed.

"Don't you dare stop."

Zishu chuckles only to moan softly at the squirming body under him. Surrounding him. So he rolls his hips, thrusting gently in then out. Slower than their first time, and bends to press a kiss to a bare shoulder. More kisses follow, trailing up that pale neck to nuzzle an ear.

"Then I won't," he murmurs.

Slow was good. It helped to build them back up after they'd been lounging for so long. Still, the way his body picked up on every little motion made him gasp as he reached up to wrap his arms around the shoulders of his husband. Rolling his body to match the pace Zishu had set, he pressed himself up into him.

"Good." Otherwise he knew he would have had to be more aggressive to convince him. Runyu liked this far better.

He likes that hold, too. And how his husband arches against him, welcoming every little thrust he makes. Every gasp sends another thrill through him and he runs a hand along Runyu's side, then down to encourage a leg to bend a little more and bring a knee up to his chest. He keeps the pace slow and gentle for now though.

Aggression has its place in their bed too - but it's not always needed.

It was easy to respond to the encouragement. Runyu readily lifted his leg up for him. The shift in position changed how Zishu moved in him too and he let out a soft cry at the feeling. His insides squeezed around the man in response as well.

Of course like this it wasn't as easy to move, the dragon having to rely more on letting his husband please him. It was an odd position to be in but he decided to relax. Let himself see what it could be like. They were equals so that meant he had to bend as much as give.

A low moan slipped out then as he pressed kisses to Zishu's hair.

Zishu lets out a shuddering moan when his husband lets him do as he wishes, and how those muscles squeeze around him - he can't resist a harder thrust before he gentles them again. Feeling Runyu relax into this new position has him drop his forehead down against his shoulder, lips parted for breath.

Even this feels like a gift. And the moans tell him he's hitting the right spot to draw out pleasure, even with it being an odd position. He knows how good it can feel, with a partner who cares not to hurt the one they're taking.

Equals. He tilts his head a little, baring the first mark his husband had given him. A silent offer to play with it, or add to it as his hips continue to move.

That dark mark is exposed to him and he can't help but stare as the skin stretched it. Presented it to him. It was beautiful. He was so tempted by it, eager for... No, he knew he couldn't resist. Didn't want to resist either.

So lifted his head to claim it, dragging his tongue over the bruise and sucking lightly at it. A claim that this man was his and his alone. He wouldn't have to share him with anyone ever.

His hands moved to his back to cling to him harder, fingers digging into his skin. More. He wanted more.

No. No reason to even try to resist. Zishu's learning just how much he likes feeling those teeth and lips mark him. Claiming him a little more each time they tease an existing mark, or make a new one.

This time has him sighing at the touch of tongue and lips, before a low growl escapes at the bite of fingers to his back. Spurring him on. He doesn't resist that either! He shifts, bracing himself, and drives harder into his husband, arching to press deeper and faster with each thrust. Drawing little gasps and moans but stubborn to hold his climax back just a little longer.

Draw the pleasure out.