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Boothill sat quietly across Dan Heng, drilling into him.
Or…was the man in front of him…even Dan Heng?
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When Boothill had complained that being non-human came with too many challenges, he did not expect Dan Heng to nod in agreement.
“Huh? And what d’ya know about not being human?” Boothill argued.
“Because I’m not.” Dan Heng stated simply.
Boothill slowly looked Dan Heng up and down, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks quietly as he realized how small Dan Heng was, before turning back to meet his gaze.
“Sure look human to me.” He said bluntly.
Dan Heng sighed. “I don’t like presenting myself in a non-human manner. It makes others wary of me. Of course, I understand that I’m blessed with the choice of how I can present myself to others.”
Boothill’s curiosity still wasn’t satiated.
“I wanna see it.”
Dan Heng stared blankly at him. “Huh?”
“I wanna see it. Ye’re other form.”
Dan Heng felt his cheeks flush. He had never shown his dragon form to anyone outside the Xianzhou, where it was normal, or the Express, who had already known him a long time prior, and even they had needed time to adapt upon first seeing it.
Although, for some reason, Dan Heng felt especially nervous in showing such a vulnerable side to Boothill.
“I…can show you. If you promise not to…Judge me.” Dan Heng mumbled.
Boothill could feel his nervous energy radiating from the other side of the room. He stood up and sat next to Dan Heng.
“If ya don’t wanna show me, ‘s fine. Do whatcha comfortable with.” Boothill rubbed his neck, now feeling slightly awkward about his sudden request.
“No…I want to show you. But….” Dan Heng trailed off. Please don’t change how you see me. He pleaded mentally.
Dan Heng suddenly stood up, and turned to face Boothill. He closed his eyes, the blue dragon swirling around him as he slowly changed forms, his tail and horns taking shape.
Boothill could only watch in awe at Dan Heng’s transformation, and could only stare at every part of him with a burning red face when it was completed.
“S-See…” Dan Heng’s voice trembled. “I’m not human.”
“Woah…” Boothill said softly. “You ain’t.”
Dan Heng suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, how deep Boothill’s gaze was at his every nook and crevice, and how his heart was beating ten times faster than it should be.
Boothill finally spoke up after staring in silence for what felt like ages. “Can I…touch ya…?”
Dan Heng nodded instinctively. He hadn’t realized how badly he wanted Boothill to touch him right then and there.
Boothill got up, and slowly ran a hand down Dan Heng’s lower back, tracing circles inside the cut out diamond in the back. Dan Heng felt a shaky exhale leave his body under Boothill’s cold, metal touch.
Boothill moved his other hand to touch Dan Heng’s shoulder, not speaking a word as he brushed against the exposed skin, leaving Dan Heng to attempt to contain every possible noise he wanted to make in response to Boothill’s gentle fingers.
Boothill’s hands continued to wander, tracing over his entire body as Dan Heng breathed softly, before one hand made its way to his tail.
As Boothill gently massaged it, Dan Heng couldn’t contain himself or his sounds anymore.
“Ah…Boothill…” He moaned under his breath. His face immediately shot up as he turned to look at Boothill, his cheeks flushed at his sudden noise. But Boothill had continued on, completely mesmerized by his entire body. Had he not heard it…? Thank the aeons. Dan Heng whispered to himself.
However, Boothill did, in fact, hear it. He had heard all of Dan Heng’s breaths as he explored his entire body, and his pants felt painfully tight, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop. He was drunk on Dan Heng’s body, he wanted to see and feel it all. And when he massaged Dan Heng’s tail and heard him moan his name under his breath, it was almost too much for him to bear.
He began massaging his tail harder, desperate to hear him moaning his name again, desperate to hear him begging for his touch.
Dan Heng felt Boothill’s massaging intensify, and he felt his knees almost buckle under the feeling. His tail was extremely sensitive, and the way Boothill was handling it was….
“B-Boothill….” Dan Heng finally spoke up. “M-Maybe we should stop, if you don’t want to…” He looked away. If you don’t want to fuck the life out of me. He added mentally.
Boothill’s gaze moved away from Dan Heng’s tail to his face, in which he only just now noticed how red it was. Cute… Boothill thought.
“Dan Heng…” Boothill whispered. “Can you….let me show ya a good time…? Please…?”
Dan Heng felt shivers run up his spine. At this point, he was so desperate to feel all of Boothill. “Yes.” He breathed. “Please.”
Boothill took that response and resumed his activities, only now pulling Dan Heng closer to him, their bodies flush together.
He went back to prodding at his tail, only now, he was able to feel Dan Heng’s hard-on against his own, which made his head spin.
Dan Heng moaned openly now as Boothill touched him where he was sensitive, his mind completely blank, with no other thoughts besides Boothill’s hands on him.
Boothill gently began licking Dan Heng’s neck as he massaged his tail, causing Dan Heng to moan suddenly under his warm breath.
“Hah….Boothill….” Dan Heng breathed. “Please…” He pleaded.
“Please what?” Boothill teased as he continued to lick his neck and massage his tail. “Imma need you to be clear with me, Dan Heng.”
“Please…fuck me….” He moaned, his own hands wandering through Boothill’s hair.
“Ask and you shall receive.” He grinned. He loosened his grip on Dan Heng’s tail, and began to undo his own pants, revealing his robotic cock.
Dan Heng stared at it while Boothill blushed slightly and looked away. “I don’t know if ya are into these kinds of-“ Boothill began, but was quickly interrupted as Dan Heng got on his knees and wrapped his hands around it, eliciting a soft moan from Boothill.
“You can feel things down here?” Dan Heng inquired, running his hand up and down Boothill’s robotic dick. “Also….it’s warm….” He added softly.
“Hah….I can control my temperature if I-hah….wanna. ‘M….overheatin, slightly, though….” He gasped under Dan Heng’s continued touch. “As for…hah…feelin things….you be the judge if I can….” He moaned.
Dan Heng slowly starting licking the tip, eliciting a soft whine from Boothill. He slowly worked his way down, before all of Boothill’s cock was inside his mouth.
“Aeons above, Dan Heng….” Boothill said through gritted teeth. “I…hah…Didn’t know ya had it in ya…”
Dan Heng continued sucking Boothill’s cock, using his hand to stroke it while he swirled it around his tongue.
“Hah…I’m cumming….” Boothill moaned. Dan Heng suddenly stopped, causing Boothill to whine.
“You can cum?” Dan Heng questioned.
“Ye’re sure curious, ain’t ya…” Boothill laughed breathily. “I can in a way, but it’s not really anythin you should be puttin in your mouth…” He continued, looking away sadly.
Dan Heng paused. “It’s not safe to be ingested. But if it’s inside of my….ahem. It would be alright?” He asked. Boothill turned to look at him.
“I…guess so? B-But, Dan Heng….” Boothill stumbled, before Dan Heng undid his own pants, revealing two dicks.
“I am a dragon….So, I have two.” He stated simply. “I am sure we are long past having unusual genitals.”
Boothill stared at him. His cock almost screamed at him to destroy Dan Heng’s insides over and over again until all he could cry out was his name. And Dan Heng was asking if his dicks were strange.
“Dan Heng.” Boothill said in a low voice. “Do we need prep?”
Dan Heng blushed at Boothill’s desperation. “I don’t want us to experience any pain…It’s an important step. If you so wish, I can prep myself-“
“No.” Boothill said, pushing Dan Heng to the ground and climbing on top of him. “I’ll do it.”
He begun teasing Dan Heng’s hole with one finger, while using his free hand to stroke Dan Heng’s dicks together.
“Hah…Boothill….” He moaned softly as he felt Boothill stretch him out.
“You’re so tight…” Boothill breathed, before slowly inserting one finger inside, eliciting a louder moan from Dan Heng.
“Hah…” Dan Heng groaned. Boothill thrusted his one finger harder inside of Dan Heng’s entrance, before suddenly adding a second.
“Boothill-! I’m…” Dan Heng felt heat pooling in his stomach.
“I know. Ye’re almost there.” He said quietly, adding a third finger and stretching him out as much as he could.
“Ah….Boothill…” Dan Heng gasped. “Please…”
Boothill began leaving kisses down Dan Heng’s chest, as he continued preparing him.
“Boothill, I’m gonna cu-“ Dan Heng began, before suddenly Boothill pulled away. Dan Heng looked up at him, breathing heavily.
“Hah…Not yet. You cum on my cock, or not at all. Ya hear?” He stated, lining his cock up at his entrance.
“Hah….” Dan Heng felt Boothill’s warm tip at his entrance, tracing circles around him.
“Put it in….” He pleaded. “Please…”
Boothill suddenly shoved it all in, causing a loud moan to come from both of them. Boothill breathed heavily over top of Dan Heng, his cock completely buried at the hilt inside of him. The corner of Dan Heng’s eyes pricked with tears as he felt Boothill’s cock fill him to the brim.
“Hah….Well? Does it feel weird?” Boothill asked, his voice shaking.
“Ah….No….You can move it now.” Dan Heng reassured him, wrapping an arm around his neck and bringing him closer.
Boothill began slowly thrusting in and out of him, his mind beginning to blank as all he could feel was Dan Heng’s heat wrapped around his cock, squeezing it like he never wanted to let go.
“Hah….Dan Heng….You’re…so tight.” Boothill said in between pants, leaning down and leaving kisses along Dan Heng’s neck.
Dan Heng moaned, before a realization hit him.
“Hah…Boothill….why don’t you kiss me directly?” Dan Heng gestured at his face, and, more specifically, his lips.
Boothill, still slowly thrusting into Dan Heng, turned away. “Because if we do that…” He mumbled. “I’m afraid I’ll wanna do it again. And again.”
Dan Heng felt the heat rise to his cheeks at Boothill’s words.
“Boothill. Look at me.”
Begrudgingly, Boothill turned his gaze back to Dan Heng, whose eyes, despite clouded from pleasure, showed love and sincerity behind them.
“I want the same thing as you. And…hah…It’s not a selfish request….Please…” He begged. “Kiss me.”
Boothill stared at him, his tear stained cheeks, his pleading face, his heavy breathing, and he slowly leaned down, so that their faces were inches away from each other.
And he gave into his desire.
He kissed Dan Heng softly at first, almost afraid, but when Dan Heng reciprocated, he felt himself burn from the inside, and begun to claim Dan Heng’s lips as his own. He swirled his tongue with his, as his thrusts begun to pick up speed.
Dan Heng moaned Boothill’s name into the kiss, as he felt Boothill’s thrusts become both harder and faster.
“Hah…” Dan Heng breathed when they finally separated. “Boothill….!” He moaned as Boothill now was pounding into him with no more reservations. Boothill lifted Dan Heng’s leg onto his shoulder to allow him to reach even deeper inside him.
The sound of metal on skin echoed through the room, Dan Heng’s moans of pleasure and Boothill’s grunts of bliss increasing in volume.
“Hah…You’re so good fer me, Dan Heng.” Boothill groaned, grabbing his tail and pulling it slightly, causing Dan Heng to tighten around him and moan his name.
“Hah-! Boothill….I’m close-!” Dan Heng gasped as Boothill’s thrusts had become mind-numbingly fast.
“Hah…Me too…” He breathed, reaching down and stroking Dan Heng’s dicks while pounding into him, causing Dan Heng to cry from the pleasure.
“Hah…Are ya sure you want me to do it…hah…inside…? It might not…hah….be safe….” Boothill moaned as he felt himself right on the edge.
“Yes….hah…” Dan Heng moaned. “Please.” He begged.
“Ah…I’m cumming-“ Boothill trailed off, gripping onto Dan Heng’s leg tightly.
“Ah-! Boothill-!” Dan Heng cried as Boothill thrust into him, shooting his cum inside of Dan Heng.
Dan Heng moaned as cum began to spurt from his own two cocks, painting Boothill’s body with white.
Boothill collapsed onto Dan Heng, breathing heavily against his chest, his cock still buried deep inside.
“Hah…Do ya feel it inside, Dan Heng? Is it irritatin the skin?” He asked, concerned.
Dan Heng paused. “It’s warm…and sticky…What is it…?”
“My oil.” Boothill stated simply. He pulled out of Dan Heng and showed him the dark black fluid between his two fingers.
“I should’ve expected that much.” Dan Heng sighed. “But…it feels good…” He admitted, looking away in embarrassment.
Boothill stared at him in shock, before leaning down and kissing him passionately.
Once he pulled away, Dan Heng breathed heavily as he looked at him.
“‘M so glad.” Boothill smiled. Dan Heng felt a pang in his chest at Boothill’s real, genuine smile. A smile he hoped he could see again.
Dan Heng slowly sat up, leaning against the walls of the data bank. Boothill had did a number on him. He was completely fucked out.
Boothill noticed this, quickly peppering Dan Heng in kisses and cleaning up the surrounding area as best as he could.
“That doesn’t go there.” Dan Heng commented, as Boothill desperately attempted to put things back as best as he could.
Eventually, it reached a point where most of the room was fairly clean, including Dan Heng, who had eventually gotten up to shower and get himself power washed while Boothill tidied things up.
Both clothed and cleaned, they sat next to each other, Dan Heng leaning his head against Boothill’s shoulder, their hands intertwined.
“Boothill.” Dan Heng began. “We’re doing this again.”
“Huh? Are ya askin or demandin’?” Boothill teased.
“Demanding.” Dan Heng didn’t even flinch.
Boothill blushed at the abruptness of Dan Heng’s wording. “A-Aight, partner…Not like I was gonna say no anyway.”
Dan Heng fell silent for a moment before he turned to look at Boothill, who turned to look at him.
Staring into each other’s eyes, both saw what they wanted to see. A desire to see each other again. Boothill smiled as he gently cupped Dan Heng’s face in his hand, before leaning down and kissing him softly.
Dan Heng reciprocated, gently enveloping himself in Boothill’s presence.
Once parted, Dan Heng smiled softly.
“Boothill…Did anyone ever tell you how warm you feel?”