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“Hat guy!”
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“Hat guy?”
The insistent nagging wouldn’t stop until the older boy opened his eyes, this he knew. So he had no choice but to do so, a firm but non-aggressive glare on his sleep-ridden face. To this the younger boy’s head tilts.
There’s a pause of silence before a small exasperated,
“...Why are you up this early, Durin?”
Wanderer’s voice is laced with exhaustion as he says this, to which the dragon boy chirps back,
“I couldn’t really sleep well- I kept waking up a few times so I just gave up and decided to wake you when I thought it was appropriate! Don’t humans usually-”
Wanderer cuts off the dragon child, reaching over and pulling the boy closer to him,
“Shh.. this is too much for however early it is.”
A soft kiss is placed on the dragon’s head.
“What’s been keeping you up?”
Durin frowns slightly, trying to squirm out of Wanderer’s hold, too full of energy to be held. Wanderer’s grip only tightens firmly, a small nip at the young boy’s ear making him yelp before huffing and settling down.
“...I don’t know.”
Wanderer deadpans,
“You don’t know? You have no idea where it could be coming from?”
Durin turns to face the older boy, frowning still. Wanderer sighs, pulling him closer,
“...I suppose you wanna see Albedo for it?”
The baby dragon nods into Wanderer’s shoulder as soon as he offers this, a small purr-like rumble coming from him and a small scoff being given in return from the older boy as he cradles the boy slightly, pressing sleepy kisses to his head.
After another hour of lazy morning cuddles, Wanderer finally extracts himself from Durin, letting the boy pull at the sleeve of his sleep shirt before tugging him off and picking him up, taking him down off the bed as well, guiding them to the bathroom.
He sets Durin down on the counter, starting to fill the tub with warm water.
“Hat guy?”
“Yes, Durin?”
“Are we bathing together again?”
A small nod from Wanderer answers Durin’s question, leaving him to wag his tail slightly.
Baths with Wanderer were always nice, the warm water surrounding them as Wanderer gently washes him, massaging soap into his skin. Sometimes if Durin was lucky, Wanderer would make him feel good. He hoped the latter would happen this time.
As soon as they’re in together, Wanderer pulls the younger boy onto his lap, making the little dragon’s tail wag slightly and cause water to splash onto the tile floor. Wanderer gently pinches his nipple in reprimand.
“Come on, be good. I don’t want a huge mess to clean up.”
Durin winces slightly, looking up at Wanderer with a small pout,
“I wasn’t trying to-”
The older boy shuts him up with a soft kiss, hands grasping at the small boy’s sides, making him moan into this kiss.
Wanderer’s tongue snakes its way inside the young boy’s mouth. It's all so perfect– so overwhelming. The warm water touching every part of them, Wanderer’s tongue feeling into his mouth as deep as it can, sucking the air from his lungs and leaving him breathless but still wanting more, Wanderer’s hands grasping his sides, moving down lower to his thighs before finally-
The older boy pulls away from the kiss, looking down at Durin. They share a moment to both pant for a second before the younger boy pulls on him again, jumping slightly and making the water splash. The older boy sighs in return,
“We’re getting there, calm down.”
His tone is firm, but still carrying the gentleness he always has had for the kid. Durin nods eagerly at this, unable to suppress the small whimper of impatience that comes from himself.
Soon enough, Wanderers hands are spreading his legs. He lets the younger boy control most of it, as to not strain him so early.
Durin moans as soon as Wanderer’s hand finds its way to his clit, rubbing soft circles into the bundle of nerves, making the young boy moan and squirm slightly.
The older boy’s other hand that grips Durin’s thigh tightens, the hand on his clit speeding up but not by too much that the young boy wouldn’t be able to handle it. Just as Durin is about to moan, Wanderer leans down and pulls him into a deep kiss, pressing them closer to each other. He can feel the older boy’s dick poking his behind, making him whimper into the kiss. A moan follows after as Wanderer speeds up the movements on the young boy’s clit.
Durin’s thighs shake slightly as feels himself getting closer, earning a small groan from the older boy as he repositions them so Durin’s hole lines up with his dick. Durin’s hole is already previously stretched from the night before, so without further delay he pulls the small boy down onto his cock, eliciting a loud moan from him that trails into a chorus of that and a ramble of a mix of “hat guy” and “I-I’m close!!” and other such expletives.
Wanderer thrusts into him at a steady almost-fast pace, moving the young boy rhythmically up and down over and over again, leaning down again to suck a deep purple mark into the boy’s neck. Durin's body shakes as he finally climaxes, a small spray leaks from his pussy as he squirts over Wanderer’s hand, which hasn’t stopped to slow down yet. He plans to have the young boy ride out his orgasm, even if he does cross into the territory of overstimulation.
Durin shakes through riding out his orgasm, and just as predicted, indicated by the cutest little whines ever that the little dragon is finally overstimulated. Wanderer finally pulls his hand away, thrusting up firmly once more before emptying out inside the small boy, his tummy automatically extending slightly, making him look just slightly pudgy in the area. Wanderer’s hand moves to cusp Durin’s belly where he can feel the slight pudge, rubbing slightly as he pulls out, feeling it deflate only a tiny bit.
A small groan comes from the young boy as he lays all his weight on the older boy, whimpering softly as his eyes close.
Wanderer grunts as Durin basically falls backwards on him, his brows furrowing in annoyance as he realizes he now has to not only clean the boy up and dress him, but also carry him back to bed. He nudges the boy, making his eyes open one more time,
“Mmmngh… Hat guy…”
Wanderer rolls his eyes,
“Could you stay awake and help me at least a little?”
Durin whines at this, he nods slightly before closing his eyes again.
At this point, it might as well be a lost cause.
Wanderer spends the next 30 minutes cleaning the little dragon up, washing him gently and making sure there’s no more of his semen inside the young boy. He pays extra attention to the sensitive spots on the boy’s skin, making sure all the soap is fully washed off in the end.
After drying the kid off he carries him back to bed, not bothering with clothes, not when he plans for Albedo to come over so soon. He then slips back into bed next to Durin, who’s been sound asleep this whole time. Wanderer sighs, pulling the boy close and cradling him slightly, pressing a soft kiss to the spot on his neck that’s now marked up with a beautiful mix of blue and purple, small red indents lining them, how it mixes with the boy's skin so pleasingly.
With one final kiss to the young dragon’s head, he gently settles in and closes his eyes, falling back asleep cradling the boy.
He supposes they’ll just have to have a late morning.