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Heated Bliss

Summary:

Yeon would breed Rang until he was certain he carried their child.

Notes:

for today’s kink fill I present for your reading pleasure:

  • breeding
  • transmasc!rang
  • a bit of come kink ;)

i've still no shame to be found. enjoy!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

There was something about this position that was-- irresistible.

Yeon had Rang exactly where he wanted him: back on the mattress, thighs separated and pushed down against his chest, practically folding Rang in half-- granting Yeon the perfect angle to sink in deep and hard. Breaths were quickening, lips red and bitten, moans and whines plentiful as Yeon got to work-- aiming to please his mate above all else.

Rang appeared so small beneath him. Needy and pliant. Desperate and horny. Crying and begging for more. A delightful sight to behold. Yeon could never deny his mate; not when the pain and discomfort of his heat persisted. It only drove Yeon further into rut in turn, seeking mindless bliss, with nothing but a single coherent thought--

To breed until he was certain Rang carried their child.

A simple concept, with delightfully fun work to fulfil their needs to fruition. 

Yeon shuddered with a final thrust, burying himself to the hilt as he finally came once more with a grunt. They were knotted together again, inseparable at the hip whilst they recovered from the latest round. Yeon struggled to catch his breath, using his strength to prevent himself from collapsing on Rang altogether, insistent on placing his mate’s comfort above all else.

Another orgasm shot through Yeon, causing the grip on Rang’s thighs to tighten as he filled his mate to the brim. He’d lost count of how many times they’d fucked and knotted this night, yet he remained convinced it was far from the last. No complaint would ever leave his lips, as this was all he desired most. So he began to move again; lazily thrusting his cock as his knot began to recede. 

Leaning back, Yeon was practically sitting upright now, remaining connected. From this position, he was granted a lovely view of Rang-- body covered in sweat, eyes half lidded, breaths shallow and expression one of a very well-fucked gumiho. Yeon couldn’t suppress a smirk, pleased with how well he’d pleasured his mate. A hand shifted from a thigh to Rang’s stomach, feeling how soft it was beneath his touch; body filled to the brim with come-- with no doubts that a child would soon take from their hard work.

Seeking rest for the moment, Yeon watched with a lick of his lips as he gradually withdrew his softening cock. He was mesmerised by the sound elicited from Rang’s lips as they separated; noting how his come began to slowly escape, unable to be contained within his mate’s body, leaking out with every sensitive twitch and spasm.

Yeon tisked. What a waste. That simply would not do.

With a firm hold on Rang’s hips, Yeon leant down, pressing his face directly between his mate’s sweaty, come-soaked thighs. He received a high-pitched whine in response, followed by a symphony of lovely moans once his tongue delved deep inside, cleaning up the mess he’d made, not allowing a single drop of come to go to waste.

Licking his lips, Yeon pulled back long enough for their hungry eyes to meet, realising Rang was still yet to reach his own orgasm. That was a request Yeon would gladly fill; kissing the tip of Rang’s sensitive cock, licking and sucking him to madness, until Rang could no longer hold himself from tipping over the edge of bliss. Feeling his mate relax beneath his touch, Yeon was satisfied for now, eager for them both to rest for the time being.

Yeon shifted, moving Rang’s limp body to rest on his side, before sliding up behind him. Their size difference allowed them to fit together so well, like two perfect pieces of a puzzle. With Rang resting his head on one arm, Yeon’s other hung lazily off his hip, a gentle hand pressed firmly, possessively and protectively over Rang’s middle.

There was no doubt in his mind that they’d be expecting after Rang’s rampant heat had ended. For now, they would sleep and recover until the heat stirred them both once more, until the last of the fever was fucked from Rang’s body-- and the two of them could focus on the joys their new family member would bring them.

Whether they’d be blessed with a single child or an entire litter, Yeon was barely able to contain his excitement-- but for now, only time would tell.

Notes:

If you want more, then expectations could be read as a sequel to this.