#claiming bite

"Won it in a card game against an old, lonely, and dying dragon halfling," Touya replied bluntly. "Said his wife would soon join him, and they had been barren for years." He paused, giving your hand a subtle, gentle squeeze. It was no secret that it was becoming rarer for babies, halflings, and hatchlings to be born less and less each year for Dragon Kin. "They had no offspring or family to inherit their estate and holdings." It led to many fights between couples. Unsatisfied dragons begging their mates to find surrogates or have multiple wives or concubines, mistresses, husbands, and consorts among the nobility and lower classes.

Touya didn't think he'd be able to handle seeing you in the arms of another male, human, dragon, or otherwise. The paranoia that you could love this unknown male more than him. The thought of this unknown male's scent, seed, and touch overwrite his own, covering your body; his inner dragon and himself didn't like it.

Your heart clenched painfully tight for the elderly couple. "That's awful." You mutter, growing misty-eyed.

Touya thought back to the senior Dragon Kin and his human wife, whom he'd only met once before her passing. The woman hadn't judged him by his scars and burns; instead, she offered him and the rest of the league rooms and food for the night while her husband and Touya drank together and discussed everything.

"May the Gods bless you and your fated bride with long lives and a nestful of children and hatchlings, my friend." The elder Dragon Kin smiled as he stared at his wife entertaining Himiko Toga and the others with stories of their travels when they were young. His emerald green eyes filled with love for his wife.

Dabi didn't know what to say. He wasn't exactly a people person. He had experience with his younger siblings, his parents, and talking to you. Thinking about something you might say to offer the elder comfort. "Coming from a big family," Dabi started, then paused, trying to explain without giving too much detail. "It isn't all sun shines and rainbows, Mr. Midoriya.

Mr. Midoriya chuckled softly. "I suppose it wouldn't." He nodded in agreement. "My old friend Kachan and I bickered like brothers in our childhood." His green eyes flickered back to meet Dabi's blues. "Always stubborn, loud, rude, bold, and competitive as a raging inferno."

Dabi chose to remain quiet, offering a small nod to confirm that he was listening without using words.

"It's my only regret." Mr. Midoriya sighed, brushing back locks of his long, snow-white hair. "We tried." His smile lowered into a frown, his green eyes prickled with unshed tears. "Gods knows we've tried."  A raw and painful expression of despair and regret flashed through the older dragon's wrinkled face. "It wasn't meant to be. I couldn't give my wife the one thing she wanted, and she still chose to stay with me, bonded and continued loving me." A tear fell down; he wiped his face with the back of his hand. "I've truly been blessed." He laughed softly, smiling through the pain and tears, a genuine smile. "I wish you and your bride the best."

Touya usually tended to repress his little happy smiles, but right now. He couldn't. His deep-set, teal-blue eyes sparkled. Trying to look away from his mates was impossible. Remasking his studious expression had become harder than he thought. The fierce ocean wind blowing in from the north, your scents mingling together after your brief shared kisses, he loved it. He wanted more than anything to rip off your nightgown and devour you here, among his hoard and treasures, but you deserved more than that.

You weren't a common whore. You were his beloved mate and female. You deserved to be pampered and spoiled rotten, bathed, redressed, fed, and then, only then could he sink his fangs into your skin and pleasure you to his black heart's content.

He could have listened to you talk forever. The voice he'd missed more than air with each passing year while he was away, the silky, silvery ring and tone that matches the ring you now wear on your ring finger. It was enough for him to calm his drumming heart and cool his anger.

He knew you wanted to travel, explore the world. He could give it to you and more; he had plenty of gold to spare in another room aside from his personal horde.

The smell of your salty tears drew Touya out of his musing, clutching you tighter into his chest. "What's wrong, my bride?" He asks softly, tilting your head back with the curl of a finger.

"It broke my heart," You admitted softly, barely a whisper. "When Father and yours called off the search for your body." You tried to swallow a shaky breath as memories of that day came back. "I wanted to go with them, but they wouldn't let me leave the hunting party or tent without a guard, so I could never slip away." Tears fell down like a hot river, stringing your cheeks as you met his sad ocean blues, moving his hand to fully cup your face and brush them away. "I cried and screamed for Father to try one more time, one more search, to take me with him, knowing if you were alive, you could still feel my presence... but..." You whimper and sob harder, trembling within his arms. "It was too late... King Endeavor dragged me away and ordered Father to keep me quiet and under more control."

You won't ever forget the burning and seething anger and hatred within those eyes that mirrored your Touya's. You had seen anger, hate, malice, crazed, sadness, and happiness within your dragons' beautiful eyes, but one glance in The Dragon King's eyes? It unnerved you, shook you to your very core. You understood that he was taking his bottled-up emotions and grief for the loss of his eldest son out on everyone around him: you, your father, his children, his wife, and work. You will never forget the teasing threat of his orange flames igniting from his emotional outburst and fury as he picked you off the ground, staring at you, turning his frustration and ire on you, a reminder of the one person closest to his son. "You will do as you are told, wait and listen, do you understand, girl?"

Your bottom lip trembled, your body shook as a sob escaped, "Yes, Sir King E-Endeavor."

Your father, All Might, and the royal guards all had their weapons and blades turned in The Dragon King's direction. They would defend you if the King dared lay a hand on you, their princess.

"Old friend, please, put my daughter down." All Might raised a hand and placed it on the other man's shoulder. "Can't you see she loved Touya the most? She grieves with us, more than a widow." The elder King tried to be the voice of reason. Should it fail, he'd punch his oldest friend, if needed. "Isn't it proof enough that she loved him deeply, too?"

Endeavor remained quiet, his anger, rage, and tension leaving his thick, broad shoulders.

Everyone waited with bated breath.

Rumors circulated that King Endeavor would beat his beloved mate and Queen. Breaking a sacred taboo of their clan, but being The King, no one could question his actions within his Kingdom or underneath his rule. Some wondered if The King hadn't killed his own kin.

All Might's blue eyes narrowed, his jaw set into a hard line. "If you strike my daughter, a child, then you are no better than All For One."

That snapped Endeavor out of his thoughts as he tightened his grip on the front of your dress and tossed you in All Might's direction, watching as The Golden Lion, his eldest friend and rival, caught you with ease. "Keep her here and quiet. She shouldn't be allowed here in the first place, All Might." Endeavor growled, anger and authority back in his tone. "You spoil her too much. She should be waiting at home with her mother and not galivanting in the woods like a peasant or a witch." The red-headed dragon turned and marched off, fuming and leading both his men and a group of All Might's out to search one last time. "If we haven't found anything by sundown, this will be the last time."

You clung to your father's safe and strong arms, sobbing quietly, huge, fat tears falling and staining his clothes and armor. All Might didn't care; he sat with you in the woods and let you cry your heart out, the same thing he'd done the first night Touya had disappeared. "Why daddy?" You questioned, raising your voice a tad, keeping it a low whisper between you two, fearing King Endeavor could still hear you. "Why doesn't he let me help? I know Touya would come back for me. He always has." You whimper, gulping in mouthfuls of air. "He promised me, daddy, he promised."

All Might closed his eyes and held you closer, knowing you were hurting more than anyone. He knew if their roles were reversed, he'd fight like hell and back to find his Queen, your mother. Even The Wise King, Golden Lion, and retired Hero felt useless, at a loss. He could only offer his eldest daughter comfort, knowing his sympathy could never be enough to fill the void Touya left behind. "It's his pride, my starlight." All Might said slowly, frowning as he brushed his fingers through your hair and continued rubbing your back in low circles. Same motions he'd done millions of times after comforting you after a nightmare or whenever you were frightened. "Pride that holds him back from bending the knee and asking help from a child."

You shook your head, leaning back, glaring through half-sad, half-angry tears. "That's stupid."

All Might silently agrees. He chuckled, wiping away your tears from your hot, burning, wet cheeks. "I know, my starlight, I know." He pulled you back into his chest and walked you back into his tent, where Edgeshot, Best Jeanist, The Wild Wild Pussycats, and other Heroes and knights waited outside. "Rest, if you can." His smile dimmed and didn't reach his eyes. "We have a long journey home."  

You came back to the present, blinking back more tears. Touya continued to comfort you, and a purring rumbled from his chest to try and soothe you, which made you smile. "You know, when you purr like that, you remind me more of a cat than a dragon." You tease, pulling away and wiping your wet, flushed cheeks.

His hand reached up to touch your cheek, lightly shoving your hand away to caress your skin with the back of his thumb. "I'm larger than any wild cat, my bride."

Closing your eyes, you savored his warmth. A warmth and unnatural gentleness he'd only show you as you lean further into his touch. "That may be true, but you are stubborn, lazy, and would lounge all day while complaining about dying of boredom." You reopen your eyes to meet his turquoise gems, knowing you were right.

He chuckled softly, pulling you closer, "Fair enough." His hand trails down your neck, brushing your hair over your shoulder, and teases the back of your nape, pleased when you shiver. Touya leans down to whisper into your ear. "Come, I've got something to show you."

You had an idea what. You would be lying if you said you weren't interested. You had only seen Touya's hoard once when you and your family visited as children. It had the royal treasury laughable at the collection your dragon had already accumulated by the age of ten years. The floor was littered and covered with gold coins, diamonds, blue sapphires, rubies, silks, furs, and hides of his own kills and game he'd caught while hunting with his father, brother, and men during the seasonal hunts.

He tucked a loose lock of hair and threaded it back behind her ear, "You aren't paying attention, my love." He teases, tilting his head and bending down to your height to kiss you again, which you accept, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him back.

"How can I when you look at me like that?" You pant, that familiar warmth when you two were dancing, spreading across your chest and fluttering heart, scolding and tingling. Growing, stronger, warmer, and intoxicating. Your hands began to tremble as you held onto him for balance, knees buckling and threatening to cave as you released a string of breathless sighs and moans. "T-Touya-a." You call his name, trying to recapture your attention. "Wh-What did you... want to show me?" You try to pull away; his hands raise to hold your face in place.

"Shhh." He hushes gently, his voice dropping an octave, dark, low, and gravely. "Let me, please, let me kiss you." He half begs, half breathless and needy. "For a moment longer, my love." Reclaiming your mouth, tilting his head, and lightly nipping your bottom lip with one of his fangs, gently without breaking the skin, causing you to gasp and moan into his mouth as his tongue snakes its way into your mouth. The wet muscle twinning with your own, licking the roof of your mouth, and closes his lips to suck on your tongue.

He's addicted. He's love and touch-starved, feral, and ravenous. Greedy for everything you have to give and more. It's never enough. It will never be enough. He's been lonely for far too long. Needs your gentle touch and hands all over him, holding him as he devours you. Every whimper. Every moan and gasping semblance of noise falling from your pretty lips. Leaving love bites, hickey's as you claw down his back and claim him back. Or tangle a shaky hand into his hair. Twisting and yanking to leave your own teeth marks into his scarred skin.

He picked you up, held you with care and gentleness of a devoted lover, whispering sweet poison and pretty words, wicked promises and dark temptations; they aren't suggestions, they are vows. You tightened your arms securely around his neck, tangling your hands into his hair and nape; instinctively, wrapping your legs around his waist. Each promise, lap of his tongue, his large, wicked tongue, and heated touches, a heated caress, and he covers her in his black wings and dragon fire. Touya breaks the kiss, panting and breathless, shuddering. "Not now, or tomorrow, but soon enough, my beloved bride."

You blush scarlet. Knowing this way would come. The pact and oath bring you two together. Finally, at long last. You nibbled on your bottom lip, suddenly finding yourself hungry for air as his intense stare bore into you.

A knowing smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Setting you down gently onto your bare feet, Touya held out his hand. "This way," he murmurs, leading the way, interlacing his fingers with your own.

He glanced around, and his full lips spread in a devilish half grin. Touya stared at the vast amount of wealth he had accumulated. He continued holding your hand and gave a small, awkward, and reassuring squeeze. Trying to voice his words properly. "Although it was painful to hear…. I'd much rather see you crying than putting up a brave front." He wraps his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his skin, sharing his warmth with you. "A little grumbling won't hurt, my love." He whispered softly, shifting his gaze from the mountains of treasure to you. "Get it through your pretty little head that ya aren't alone." His face darks a shade, the purple patches highlighting embarrassment. "If something irks ya or you need someone to vent, then tell me. Got it?" Touya nuzzles the top of your head.

Touya's awkward sweetness would often clash with his snarky comments and passive, blunt personality. It still made your heartbeat pound and flutter wildly within your chest. Slipping your hand out of his grasp, you raise it to lay it flat on his bare, clothed chest.

Touya places his hand over your hand, guiding it directly over his heart, holding your hand there, letting you feel the fast thudding and pounding underneath your fingertips.

You step forward, hand falling from his hold, watching your every move as he remains rooted to the spot. Allowing you to take in everything for yourself. Knowing the next step in your journey as a married couple would be intense, highly taxing, and a burden if he chained you to him without your permission or consent.

You knew Dragons were known for their greed. More, always want more. The biggest hoard to lounge and sleep on, a fortune of wealth to spoil their mates. The finest silks. The best jewels, shiniest of gold coins, old or new, ancient or cursed, it didn't matter. If they saw it, they wanted it. They'd kill for it.

He glanced around, and his full lips spread in a devilish half grin. "Whatcha think, my love?" Touya whispers into your ear, embracing you from behind, his breath brushing against the nape of your neck. His hands slide down to your waist, heated fingers warm and kneading, tapping your hips, waiting for your answer. Your approval of his hoard. "Enough gold, jewels, and pretty things for my mate?" One hand skims lower to the front of your lower belly and yanks you closer to feel the heat of his body, the swell of his throbbing and twitching cock pressed against your rear.

"It's amazing, Touya." You turn your face upwards, noses nearly brushing as you tease him, and pulling away before he could taste your lips again.

His features are calm and collected by the shadow of the torchlight, but you see it. The shiny pool of liquid sea gems heating. Dark satisfaction and triumph crack his mask of indifference as a pleased humming purr leaves his chest; the vibrations make you completely melt further into his arms. "Good," he flashes white teeth, leaning forward, his mouth ghosting over yours, breaths mingling. "Cuz only the best for my mate. Fuck the rest." He chuckles as he captures your mouth. You arch into his touch, moaning, raising a hand to cup his jaw, then slide your hand into his unruly, inky black tresses.

You break the kiss, panting, breathless, and dazed. "Will you be satisfied?" You knew the answer, but you wanted to hear it. You twirl yourself in his arms, running your hands down the front of his body, across his chest, feeling hints of muscles and body fat, hard curves and lines of his bones and staples.

"Never." He growls, eyes glowing a darker shade. "A Dragon's greed is limitless, bottomless, a never-ending hunger."

You break the kiss, panting and gasping for air.

Touya gives you a moment of rest. Ignoring the impulse to drag you back.  

You giggle cutely, breaking out of the pleasure haze and fog. "That sounds just like you, my dragon."

He turns towards you. He smiles, and it steals your breath from your lungs. It's a wolfish smile in nature. His palm glides up your arms, lazily trailing his heated fingertips across your shoulders, massaging small circles to help ease your nerves, then reaches the front of your nightgown and stops above your collarbone. "Can I touch your breasts?" He whispers huskily, keeping his hands on the outside of your gown.

You wanted him to reach underneath it. You swallow and answer softly, voice above a shy whisper. "Yes, you may."

His smile widens, his eyes smolder and shine brighter. "Thank you." He moves away from your chest, confusing you until he glides over your hips, kneading and groping your ass, then bringing the hem upwards, over your hips, higher and higher until it's completely over your head and falling onto the floor.

You instinctively rush to cover your bare breasts.

Touya chuckles in amusement. He isn't angry. He expected you to be shy, a beautiful, blushing bride.  "No need to be shy, my love. You're beautiful." He rushes closer, inhaling your sweet and wonderful scent, and nuzzles his nose into your hair. "You are my mate, my goddess, and all mine to worship and adore." He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer, heated, scarred chest flushed against your hands and arms. "Don't you trust me?"

"Of course," You answer without hesitation.

"Won't you let me prove my love to you?” He leans back, meeting your eyes as he cups your heavily flustered cheek. “By giving you one of the highest forms of pleasure?"

You lower your arms, baring yourself to him. "Like the kind in erotic fiction?" You blink, fighting not to look away in embarrassment.

Touya raises a brow. "Oh? Someone's been into the naughty section of the castle library, hmm?"

"Maybe?" You glance away this time, cheeks pinking a tad darker.

"Anything catch your fancy?" He asks. "Fantasies you want to try or indulge?"

You remain quiet. Thinking about everything you've read underneath your parents' noses. The spice and animalistic raw heat those books talk about. You wondered if you could drive Touya mad with want and desire for you. Burn hotter than his dragon fire.

"Will you give chase if I run?" You blurted out. Pleasure shivers skitter down your back, and arousal coils into the pit of your belly.

Touya's eyes lower, half-hooded and sparking, predatory. The thrill of the hunt riles up his inner dragon as he releases a pleased rumbling purr. "If that is what my bride wants." He tilts his head. "Is that what you want? To become my prey? My little virginal maiden to challenge me to a race and chase?" Touya felt his magic thrumming beneath his skin; his pulse jumped in excitement and arousal. He grew hotter. Harder. Hungrier. His inner dragon wanted to fully shift, take to the skies, and lead you and coral you, corner you until he had you where he wanted you before fully descending upon you and claiming you.

"Yes." You shiver from the night chill and anticipation.

Touya points in the direction of a secret passageway behind one of the ancient green velvet tapestries. "That secret passage will lead you outside. Keep going downward and then take two rights." He leans forward, stealing another kiss and squeezing you against him. "Go, before I change my mind and take you here." He releases you and steps back a few paces.

You bend down, picking up your night gown and robe, and slipping them back on. Twirling on your heels, running towards the direction your dragon and fiancée had given. Pushing back the heavy and thick tapestry, pausing to glance over your shoulder, watching as Touya hastily unlaces his britches and tugs them down, causing you to blush, face forward, and rush out of reach; run as if the devil himself was after your soul.

You heard Touya laugh and chuckle, echoing. You were surprised to find the passageway clean and lit, without cobwebs or dust filling your lungs or scraping beneath your bare feet along the stone path. You didn't catch a glimpse of his manhood, but you did notice the white happy tail starting from his navel and descending lower. A giggle escaped your lips, echoing and bouncing off the walls. It made you wonder how long Touya's wandered these very halls, searching for every entrance, exit, secret passageway, and escape route within his new home and nest. You knew he would go days without sleep to find every secret lying within the castle fortress. Any possible exit should his home become invaded by thieves or adventurous warriors threatening to challenge him for his hoard or his mate.

You descended downward, skipping down the cobblestone staircase, two steps at a time, then took two rights.

You were already panting and breathless by the time you reached outside.

You ran through a large pile of rose bushes and found out you had made it inside the garden.

A loud dragon's roar bellowed overhead.

Anyone else would have been scared.

Terrified.

Your heart skipped a beat and leapt for joy, adrenaline coursing through your veins. Your gaze glances upward, searching the thick, night cloud for signs of movement. You found it. Touya's black wings, blue and purplish scales glittering like bolts of lightning and jewels within the moonlight. His horns and tail were visible as he turned in his dragon form, gliding with ease.

You ran and ran, ran as fast as your legs could take you.

An ancient cliche of the monster stalking its given bride and sacrifice.

You knew the moment Touya caught you, you would be his, forever.

The tradition was thought to be primitive and barbaric.

Savage.

Humiliating.

Not to you.

You felt free and alive.

Free to roam and enjoy the dark, seductive wildness of the night and temptations. Experience these feelings of love and lust shimmering red hot within your veins and the deepest part of your body. For your own self-discovery and for Touya. Your heart pounded hard within your chest, pulsed and drummed in your own ears. You noticed Touya circling overheat, anticipating where you might go as you exited the gardens and out into the wild.

Dragon Touya descended downwards, hard and fast. Tugging his wings closer to his back for maximum speed, then turns, unfurrowing a wing, pushing a gust of air in your direction, signaling for you to go that way.

You did.

You turned to the right, nearly tumbling in the process, before you righted yourself.

Dragon Touya watched from a slight distance, mentally undressing you and devouring your body with his eyes.

How was he supposed to keep control of his inner dragon and lust when you were shyly and boldly begging from him? He peers at you with a hint of amusement, cunning, and mischief through his animalistic eyes. His mouth twitched in a smirk, showing off razor-sharp and pointed teeth. His inner desperation and focusing on your scent, the tail winding around the garden to the back of the castle as he guided another gust of wind your way.

He wouldn't wait to finally claim you, devour all you had to give freely. Cover your body with his own, no clothes separating you from his touch, showing no mercy with searing hot and smoldering kisses. Kisses became more intense as he left love nips and bites, purple bruises in his wake. Give your wet, glistening sex kitten licks, then switch to feasting on your juices and flicking the sensitive pearl with his tongue and a hard suck before his tongue and cock penetrate you. Touya's body was already trembling with the desire that you had ignited within his veins, rocking him to his very core and boiling, shimmering hotter.

He unfurrowed his wings again. Scenting another gust leading you to the location of a hidden cave, leading back inside the castle. He had planned on showing you the normal route, but you had been so cute to deny. Naked. Wanting. A mixture of nervous jitters and second-guessing yourself, your self-worth. He couldn't have that. He'd help you bring out your inner confidence and the goddess he'd been seeing for the last month since his return.

Noticing you heading closer to the cave entrance.

Dragon Dabi descended closer to the ground, his shift back into his human form as his blue smoke clouded his vision and surrounded him. He didn't need his sight; he followed by smell. Your scent, your heated center dripping between your thighs, his scent clinging to your skin and clothes.

The ground rushed closer and closer. He heard the sound of fresh water and stream as he opened his wings, at the last second, and slowed his descent as he fell and landed on top of one of the fallen nearby columns of the entrance he needed to fix. Touya's body tingled from head to toe between the chase and his inner dragon roaring to come back out as your name slipped past his lips. "I'm coming in, Y/n."

Your scent hits his nose. His cock, pulsing and throbbing hard between his legs, stood fully erect and bouncing with each long stride he took. Fangs aching to give you his claiming mark. Binding your souls as one, now and forever.

He found you in the middle of the hidden cave and mine. The walls glittered and sparkled with diamonds, rubies, sapphires, and emeralds as big as a leather ball. His magnetism towards the treasure was tempting, no matter how many times he'd seen them, but that wasn't what caught his attention.

You.

Your reaction to the underground trove.

There, surrounded by a large pool of water, sat his true bed. An even bigger hoard of treasures, silks, and finery he'd handpicked, the best of the best, no flaws or imperfections. Just beauty. His hoard. He wanted to mount you after covering you in gold and gems, the treasures bouncing and jingling with every thrust of his hips into your tight heat. Touya blinked, decided to save it for another night. The bed was large enough to fit twenty people, the softest sheets, skins, and fluffiest pillows and blankets covered the humungous bed. "If you thought the other hoard was amazing. What do you think of this one? My personal collection, stash, and den?"

You jumped and spun, too amazing and dazed to notice him creeping behind you. Your fright and surprise melted again as you smiled. "It's beautiful." You followed the small path towards his bed, slipping off your robe, gown, and panties and jumping into the water.

"I'm glad you think so, my love." Touya shuffled forward, slowly. He didn't shy away from his nudity. Dragon Kin were always comfortable stripping bare to fully shift into their full forms since their first shift and learning to fly. He jumped in after you without a second thought or hesitation. The cold water felt cool on his overheated skin.

You rose to the surface and swam to the shallow end of the pool, waiting. Watching him coming towards you, swimming with ease, his muscles flexing beneath the ripples and waves. Your gaze scanned the cave, candles and incense were lit with his blue flame. The calming lavender scent did nothing to calm your nerves.

Touya stood before you, dripping and soaking wet, standing on the stone steps.

Water droplets cling to his body like second skin, hugging him in all his fully naked glory. You wanted to lick away every drop off his body with your tongue. Your body shuddering, lust, desire, need, and aching for his touch, his mouth, his hands, his body with fierce bursts of hellfire licking your naked, goose-bumped, prickled skin.

You trusted him.

You wanted him.

Needed him.

You watched him muttering a spell beneath his breath, plumes of his magic and blue smoke swirling around you two as the air formed a bubble around you and him. A blast of hot air, covering and caressing your body all at once. You jumped in surprise, then laughed as you became dry within minutes.

Touya gave a small smile of his own. Your giggles and happiness made pride swell within his chest. He quickly shortened the distance between you; your bodies close but teasing. Inches apart. His unnatural body heart surrounds you without directly touching you. His wings twitched behind him.

His eyes never left you.

Looking for any silent refusal.

He found none.

You stood there. Staring. Heart pounding, panting as his powerful and intense gaze continued assessing you and your nude form, making you squirm. Letting the burning, feverish lustful red haze and love as Touya narrowed the gap between you two, sweeping you into his arms and scarred, stapled, pierced, and hard body.

"Are you ready to become bonded and complete the mating ritual?" He whispered, bending his head to ghost his lips over your trembling mouth.

"Yes." You whisper back, panting and breathless. "You know it's all I've ever wanted."

"Good." Touya grins, a rumbling purr of approval. "Once we are bonded, our souls are forever intertwined, not even the heavens can tear us apart."  He pulls you closer, his male hardness pulsing, hot and hard against your stomach.

"I know, my love." You whisper softly, bringing your hand up to cradle his cheeks, rubbing your nose against his. "I'm ready." You smile. "Say the words, Touya. I want to hear them, please."

The blue candlelight flickers, then brightens as the air between you two becomes filled with heat and electricity, Touya's magic, inner dragon, and soul searching, stretching towards you to grasp and latch onto your own.

" I, Touya Todoroki, claim you as mine. My life, my fire, my fangs and claws are yours. My horde, scales, and everything that I am," He recites without missing a beat, his touch and body heat skyrocketing, his scales rising to the surface, and his horns straightening, "belongs to you, Princess Y/n Yagi." He swallows thickly, fighting to fully shift.

You swear you aren't hearing things. You hear a loud drumming and pounding heart that wasn't your own. Then you remembered, it's Touya's heart. His dragon heart, beating faster, fiercely, and wild. You felt a cool burning rising within your chest. This was the dragon bond, his dragon binding to its mate. "I, Yn Yagi," you reply, holding his hand and placing it over your own heart, the hearts synchronizing, an invisible chain twisting, weaving, and wrapping around your souls. "Give you all that I am. My life, my heart, my soul, and my love." You gasp, mouth falling open, when your body trembles and becomes feverish with desire and want.

An unbearable ache nestling between your legs.

Touya's breath hitches, scenting your arousal. His fingertips barely grazed your heated flesh, but the contact of energy, scorching heat, and ancient magic traveling up throughout your body stirred something deep within you. The heat radiating from his touch left you feeling overwhelmed and lightheaded.

Once the bond, mating vows have been spoken. The ritual is complete; it can never be undone. Your life becomes his, his life becomes yours. A mated pair won't be able to survive without the other. It's what makes a mortal's fragile life all the more precious and romantic. Dangerous. You will be bonded to him from this life and the afterlife.

One of his clawed hands grabs hold of your shoulder to steady himself. "Y/n." He whispered more gently, clutching you tight.

"Yes, Touya?" You whisper back, patience slipping. Desperate to hear the rest of the bonding words.

"With this mark, I hereby state my claim." Touya growls, a beastial sound rumbling from his throat. "My love, my life, my bride, my wife." He groans, nuzzling into the hollow of your throat, inhaling your sweet scent, translating the ancient vows he knew by heart. "My mate." He raises his smoldering, cobalt hunger gems, meeting yours.

You listened, clinging onto him as his body heat skyrocketed, warming your chilled skin.

One final line. His inner beast rattles within its cage, holding you captive. A line that could bind you two together for all eternity, or fully break him and the last shred of humanity and sanity. Touya Todoroki would be truly lost and die. His inner dragon would become unstable, untamable, and fallen. Unable to return to human form ever again. A beast filled with uncontrollable rage, heartbreak, madness, and blue hellfire. Would not stop until his last breath.

"Do you accept me?" He cupped your jaw in his clawed hand, gentle and caressing your soft, smooth, and tender flesh.

You felt his fluttering and thundering heartbeat drumming against your breast, knowing his fate was within your hands.

Offering you his heart, his soul, his life freely despite knowing he's scared. Underneath all the blue flames, anger, rage, internal resentment, self-loathing, and beastial snarls, he's still the boy you once knew. Your Touya, your Prince. The boy had become a man on the outside, but buried underneath? He's still a crying, frightened child clinging to the lingering ghosts of the past.

Without hesitation, you answered. "Yes."

Touya's breath hitched as he closed his eyes. The thick tension in his body grew lax, his inner dragon roaring in triumph. Reopening his eyes, he felt as if he could truly breathe for the first time in years. "Do you accept my claim?" He intertwines your left hands together, raising them to place a kiss on your engagement ring and wedding band.

"Yes, Touya." You gasp, thighs rubbing together to try to relieve this internal ache deep within your body.

He embraces you closer, brushing your soft curtains of hair over one shoulder, bending his head to place a tender kiss over the quickening pulse point along the column of your neck.  "Do you accept my claiming mark and bite, my mate?" Touya's fangs sharpened, ready to pierce your smooth, creamy, and flawless flesh. His voice grows husky, half man, half beast as the man and his dragon become one, and rises to the surface.

Waiting for your acceptance and answer.

Touya's patience holding the strong desire to sink his teeth into your flesh, his body tense, wound hard and tight, his wings unfurrowed and spread wide as he gathered you within his arms and placed you on the bed filled with soft silk sheets, furs, and pelts of his own kills to help keep you warm. "Will..." He pants, placing you down gently into the bed of lavish luxuries and animal hides. You look so beautiful, soft, warm, inviting, seductive, and welcoming beneath him as he slides his body between yours, hovering. "Will you become mine and only mine?"

You reach for him and place your trembling hands onto his chest, observing his muscles jump and flex as you continue to explore higher, over his broad shoulders, brushing your fingertips along his wings. "Yes." You mutter, smiling.

His breath stutters in his damaged lungs, trembling from your touches on his sensitive wings, fanning and flexing. “Finally,” he growls and groans, patience thinning. With the last formalities, sacred rites, and vows out of the way, he can finally claim you. Scarred purple skin and medical staples stretching wide, a combination of gluttonous wildfire and greed brightening the color of his heavy, dilated turquoise gaze. His body pinning you to the bed as he claimed your mouth with heated, hungry, feral, and dominating kisses. Heated hands yanking your arms over your head as he grinds his swollen, hard, and angry erection between your spread thighs, swallowing every moan, gasp, whimper, and sound spilling into his mouth.

His passion, lust, and greed are burning hotter.

Dragons are greedy creatures. Territorial over their hoards and mates. Touya may be an asshole, but he wasn't going to deny his beloved her pleasures, pouncing, panting, covering you in his kisses, licks, body, and wings as his skin ignited with trembling jolts of need. His senses already overwhelmed, claws sinking into the sheets and mattress as beastlike growls tear from the deepest parts of his chest.

His wings fully unfurrowed behind his back to shield you from the outside world as he fully descended to recapturing your mouth with his own heated and possessive kisses. "You are fully mine now," Touya purrs, smirking into your mouth, hot scarred lips leaving you gasping and arching, burning with supernatural and ungodly primitive need.

You trembled beneath him, gasping and moaning. "I'm yours, my love."

Touya's hand rose, then hovered. "Can I touch you?" he asks, breaking the kiss and staring deep into your eyes.

"Yes," You wiggly and squirm beneath his heated, burning, lust-filled, criminally bewitching and haunting blues. "Touch me, my love." You nod your head. "Please," you beg.

Touya lowers his fingertips to your collarbone, grazing the skin softly and getting you used to his heated touches. "Someone's eager and impatient." He muses out loud, showing off his sexy, smug grin. Descending lower to swirl around and appreciate your soft breasts and the full weight of the perfect globes beneath fingers. "Beautiful." Leaning down to lick a teasing stripe with his tongue, circling the erect and still bud, then closing his mouth around it and giving a light nibble and a hard suck.

Your back arched, shoving more of your chest into his face and his mouth as you hold him close.

Touya switches to give the other one attention. "Gotta give the other one attention too." He mumbles, flicking his tongue over the stiff peak, giving it the same treatment as his hand massages the other, pinching and kneading before traveling lower... hands roaming and wondering.

Lower.

He strokes your sides and plush curves, loving the way your body melts against him.

and Lower.

Past your belly, your abdomen, stopping above your pelvis, and the thick patch of curls.

Your pulse picks up. “What are you doing?” you whisper.

Touya releases your breasts with a wet, loud pop, his drool and saliva connecting your nipple to his mouth.

You weren't disgusted. No. In fact, it was more erotic. Made you wonder how it would feel if he licked between your legs.

“I think you know exactly what I’m doing, bride." He licked his lips, noticing your gaze following his movement.

Touya wanted you for so long. To finally have you, claim you, taste you. He had to stop himself from spreading your thighs wide open and devouring you, but he kept off. You weren't as naive as everyone thought you were. You knew exactly where he was doing. What he was going to do. You didn't want to say it. That's fine. He could always have you say it next time.

You sheepishly nodded your head and bit your lower lip.

"Words, my queen," Touya clicked his tongue softly. "Words. Understand?"

"Yes." You cover your furiously red and hot blushing face.

Touya rose, uncovering your hands. "Don't run away now." He kissed your nose, your heated cheeks, jaw, and lips. "It's okay to be nervous and scared."

"I'm embarrassed how much I want you like this, Touya." You admitted, shyly meeting his understanding gaze.

"I know, baby, I know." He leans a little closer, dropping his voice so that only you can hear him. "The question is my love." Touya paused, leaving the question hanging, your want and desire rising, "Do you want me to stop?”

“No,” you whisper. “Don’t stop.”

He grins. “Good answer.” Heated fingers trailing down the path of pubic hair and stroking your wet lower lips and soaking slit. "Good girls deserve a reward." Gathering your wetness and use it to rub and stroke your clit in smooth, soft circles. Flickering his observant blues on your facial expression, every gasp and shuddering breath, the rise and fall of your chest.

He crawls backwards, spreading your legs wide open and guiding your legs over his shoulders to fully appreciate and ogle your glistening and drooling sex. His composure and patience crack at the first scent of your pussy hit his nose, inhaling where your arousal was its strongest.

"Gods," Touya groans, brushing his nose against your inner thigh. He's drooling, he wants to taste you, no, devour you. "My cock is hard just thinking about tasting you." He opens his mouth, licking your skin and giving another nip.

Your cheeks burn, molten heat churns in your core. "Why would you want to kiss and taste me there?"

Touya's hypnotizing azure blues flicker from your cunt to your questioning and curious, earnest eyes.

"Why?" He repeats, scarred mouth twitching into a wolfish smirk. Remeeting your questioning stare.

"Why?" You repeat, hearing stories. Mortal woman servicing a dragon and fulfilling their pleasures and desires first before their own. "Isn't deflowering a maiden for a dragon more about domination than pleasure?"

"Your pussy is beautiful, my love." He purrs softly, giving an appreciative hum, "Inviting and begging to be fucked by my tongue, my fingers, and my cock." Heated hands kneading the meat of your thighs. "I could spend hours eating you out." Your dragon admits without shame, raising his hungry and appreciative gaze from your core to your eyes. "Better yet, why don't I show you, my sweet?"

He kisses his way down your leg. A kiss here, rubbing his horns there, kneading and groping every inch of your soft, creamy flesh he could get a hold of with his heated, trembling hands.  "Make you cum on my tongue over and over again before impaling your cunt with my cock." He trails his tongue from the opening to your clit, causing your back to arch off the bed. "It's all mine." A possessive, animalistic growl leaves the back of his throat as he gives another long and teasing lick.

"Touya!" You pant; one hand clenches the sheets, and the other tangles in his hair, making all those pretty, unruly, charcoal black locks messier.

He hums in answer. The sound vibrates through the center of your flesh. "You taste fucking delicious." Your legs begin to shake as soon as his lips wrap around your clit, flicking his tongue and giving a hard suck. "My cute little wife."

His fingers return to stoking your slit, coating his fingers in your arousal, circling your entrance. Paying attention to any signs of discomfort or waiting for you to ask him to stop. Finding neither, he continues gently poking and prodding while lapping, licking, and slurping down every dripping liquid honey from your cunt.

You hiss a breath of discomfort, but don't push him away. Instead, you dig your nails into his scalp and buckle your hips upwards, grinding yourself into his mouth.

He tries again successfully, sinking one finger into your tight heat. Slowly pumping it in and out, getting you used to his invasion and opening you up. Watching as you suck his digit deep inside, covering him in your slick. The thought of your juices marking you as his made him more feral and hornier as he slipped another finger and curled them upwards, resuming pumping them in and out.

Your breath hitches as he finds the perfect spot, your stomach fluttering.

Touya thrusted his fingers a tad faster and harder. His angry and swollen cockhead is leaking fat translucent trails of precum from the slit. He focused on your flushed expression, your hair a mess. The rise and fall of your chest, nipples fully erect and pointing upwards as your mouth parted, moaning for him.

Your pleasure cries and moan spur him on, cooing prays and smirking wickedly against your swollen and overstimulated clit. "That's it, my love." Rising only to press more of his weight against you, keeping you still and pinned beneath him without breaking the rhythm or his fingers or swirl of his wet, long, hot tongue. "Give me every orgasm, every delicious noise, and your slutty moans." Adoring how the meat of your thighs trembled and shook around his head, he grunts and growls in pleasure when you grip his sensitive horns.

A privilege only you could get away with.

Stroking his wings, his tail or horns to your heart's content.

His heartbeat quickened, heat spreading throughout his body. His hard, heavy, and neglected erection pulsated and throbbed between his scarred thighs. Touya buries his face deeper into your fold and cunt, grinding his erection into the mattress, seeking friction to release some of the pressure below. He groans into your pussy and shudders in pleasure. The vibration stimulates your love button, earning another moan from you.

His heartbeat thudding hard in his chest and in time with the hardness between his legs, causing his breath to catch. Dammit, he's close. He paused, soaking in your flushed appearance and dazed expression. Blue eyes observing how dilated your eyes were, lashes fluttering shut tight in pleasure. Your hair was wild, desire burning within your gaze, mouth swollen from his previous kisses.

Your eyes slowly open, worry and confusion shining in your lust-hazy vision. "T-Touya?" You pant, gasping for air.

Changing tactics, he rises onto his knees, lifting your hips. "Hold on." He unlatches his mouth from your core and pulls out his fingers, earning a confused whine from you.

He raises his head from between your trembling thighs, giving you a mischievous smirk. "A secret," he purrs. "Trust me, you'll love it." That was his only reply. Lowered back down to continue feasting and finger fucking you. Heating up his fingers and tongue to help stimulate both erogenous zones at once, moving his fingers faster and harder, switching between hard circles and suction on your clit.

God, he's hard. Carnal desire and need are spreading throughout his bones, flooding his veins. You made him feel alive. Whole. Seen. Wanted. Loved. His deepest, darkest nature and instincts shoving itself to the forefront of his mind, blue eyes brightening into a darker shade as he continued to lose himself between his mates sweet, succulent flavor and your insides clenching around his fingers.

"T-Touya." You whine, sucking in a shuddering, gasping breath. The liquid heat and fire stirring up your core and knot within your abdomen grew tighter and tighter. Your closed fists continued to twist, rub, and stroke his horns. "I-"

"That's it, my love," Touya mutters and growls between your lower lips, vibrations sending jolts of pleasure shivers down your spine. "Give it to me."

"Give?" You were too lost in Touya's mouth and fingers that you couldn't think straight. "G-Give you- a- what?" A low, wonton moan slipping out.

"Your sweet nectar 'n honey," Touya explains, licking his lips and chuckling in wicked mirth from your innocent confusion. "Your come, baby," he purrs.

Your face turns scalding. "C-Climax."

"Let go and come on my face and fingers." He hums, picking up the pace, adding a third finger, and turning up the heat without burning you.

Your back arches off the bed. "Fuck!"

You can hear the wetness leaking from between your legs, coating his fingers, his drool and saliva mixing with your own juices. It sounded perverted, but oh so fucking erotic. You released Touya's horns to fondle and grope your own chest, rolling your nipples between your fingers for his viewing pleasure. You can't sit still. Touya has you pinned with your ass up high into the air, trembling and quaking beneath him.

"Be a good littl' treasure 'n come for your mate." He growls, thrusts, and licks become meaner, nastier, harder. "Gimme my prize."

Your hands fell to clench hard fistfuls into the blankets of furs and wool. The cord and coil are stretching, tighter and tighter. You felt it. You were close. So close. Your body is burning, scalding hot, chilled all over. Touya's mark throbbing and pulsating in time with your aching and sensitive clit.

Touya raised his tail to rub your clit, shoving a fourth finger into the depths of your tights sheath, turning his head to the side and biting down hard on the meat of your inner thigh. "Come, now." He growled, piercing the skin as he felt your inner walls clench tight like a vise.

You came with a loud shrieking cry, tears prickling your lashes, and fell.

Touya didn't stop; he licked the new bite mark, purring and grinning in satisfaction. "Good girl," he kisses it, enjoying how you squirm and shiver, overstimulation kicking in. Carefully withdrawing his fingers and tail, he sets you down gently. "How was it?" The black-haired dragon asked, genuinely curious.

Gods, if that's what oral sex is like with Touya. What the hell am I going to do when he's inside me? You think to yourself. You lie there, limp, exhausted, gasp, panting, and left breathless.

Touya chuckles, crawling back, to meet your dazed expression. "Hey, come back." He pats your cheek and kisses your forehead. "Oh no, someone call for help, my bride has collapsed from exhaustion." He exclaims in false panic and covers his eyes with the back of his clawed and scaled hand.

Your lips curl into a smirk. "Great gods, help." You cover your mouth, wiping a tear away, and pretend to sulk. "My dragon husband has turned into a sex demon, whatever shall I do?"

Touya peeks through his fingers, meeting your gaze. "Who are you calling a demon?" He pouts.

"I said sex de-a!" You don't get to finish that sentence. Touya pounces on you, dragging you into his chest as he smothers you in kisses, love nips, and marking you in his scent.

Touya's erection is poking your inner thigh, groaning in pain and discomfort as he buries his face into your chest. "Gods, this boner is worth than mating season, fuck." He mumbles.

Well, now you feel bad. "Do you want me to help?"

Touya wants you to touch him. Touch his dick, feel it between your hands, your tits, your thighs, and especially your mouth. His face grows red. "It's not like I don't want you too."

You blink. "There's a "but" in there somewhere."

"Oh, you get that." Touya rolls his eyes. "But when I ask if you want me to give you oral and finger blast you, you're clueless, huh?" He teases.

"There's a difference between reality and fiction, dumbass." You growl, trying to shove him off, but he won't budge.

Touya laughs. "I'm just teasin'. Calm down, my love."

You huff out a breath, crossing your arms and pouting. "Jerk."

Touya backs away, but not without dragging you with him and straddling his lap. "Oh, c'mere." He places his hands on your hips, then raises them until they are at your sides.

Your brow twitches. "Don't you dare." You narrow your gaze.

Touya's face breaks out into a teasing lit as he squeezes your sides.

You break.

"Dammit, stop!" You squeal in fits of giggles and laughter.

He switches from your sides to your knees and the back of your neck. "Ah, there's that smile." He coos affectionately in an annoying baby voice.

You shove all of your weight into his chest, causing him to land on his back, straddling his waist and the tip of his cock to kiss the entrance of your core. "Oh!" Your breath hitches as you shiver.

Touya grunts, eyes half shutting tight in pleasure, his hands clasping hard on your hips, iron-clad. "Shit, that was close."

You gaze at each other, panting, sweaty, and breathing heavily.

You cup his face and kiss him. "Touya?"

He grunts into the kiss, then pulls away. "Y/n?"

"I'm ready." You smile, rolling your hips and grinding across his length, coating him in your arousal and wetness.

Touya's breath hitches, eyes rolling into the back of his head. His iris glows and flickers a darker shade, the brightest blue that matches the starry night sky outside. Maybe next time you two can go at each other while staring at the stars? He blinks and refocuses a second later. "Are you sure?" His hand covers yours. "I don't want to hurt you." He frowns.

"You won't." You whisper, kissing the frown line off his face. "I trust you."

Touya pressed his forehead against your own. "I can't ever deny you."

You slowly rock your pelvis back and forth. You can feel his hard, erection throbbing, and hot erection beneath you, his pre-cum mixing with your own slick. Relining yourself, you take a deep breath, proceed to sit downward, his cockhead parting your folds; literally pressing against your opening when Touya halts your movements.

"Wait," his expression soft, tender, and pleading. "Here, let me help." He switches your positions. Him on top and you on your back.

"Okay, but next time I'm on top." You shake your head, grabbing his hand, intertwining them, and kissing his wrist.

Touya remains quiet. Hating himself for how he's about to hurt you, it makes his insides churn and twist. "Forgive me," he mutters, a bloody tear leaving his eyes as he pushes his hips forward.

You whimper, teary-eyed and sinking your nails hard into his hand and back. You couldn't breathe. It hurt. But you didn't want to stop. You clung to him tighter, shutting your eyes.

Touya guides your face into the crook of his neck. "Here, my love." He coaxes gently, bites down.

You blink away tears. "But your scales."

Touya closes his eyes and concentrates, his dragon scales receding apart from the ones on his back. Reopening them as he pulls you into a kiss. "There, it will only be for a little while." His gaze shifts away. He didn't want to admit it took a long time to rebond with his inner dragon after he'd burned himself that day. "I can't exactly hold my dragon back forever." Touya had to remind his dragon to be patient. He wanted to rush back to his family and you after he'd awoken from his coma. He couldn't. His body was broken. His fire was too weak. He was told he'd never live for no longer than a few months to a year.

When he went back home. Nothing had changed. Father was training Shouto, his new heir. And you? You were gone. He'd missed his chance.

Touya hadn't realized he'd been crying until you pulled him into a sweet and tender kiss. His body was trembling, shaking as he continued to cry bloody tears. "I'm okay." He muttered sheepishly, feeling you brush them away.

"Liar." You reply, holding him tight. Leaning your forehead against his own. "Try again, please." You whisper softly, kissing him.

Touya pulls halfway out, then thrusts his hips forward.

Unlike last time, something happened.

You kept Touya's magic, and something foreign was caressing you.

Touya held you tight, keeping the pace slow and steady. His dragon was growing restless. Wanting to properly mount you, claim you, and breed you properly. Touya growled, muscles tense and shaking for another reason. You felt so good. Wrapped around him, insides squeezing him, and made just for him. You truly were his mate. He forced himself to remain calm, rational, and sane, no matter how perfect you felt. Waves of lust and happiness invaded his nose, raising his head to meet your eyes. You weren't crying anymore. His heart clenched painfully. Did. Did he break you?

You were trying to figure out what this strange sensation was that completely fell through the cracks. You felt that dark blanket and shape caressing your naked skin, then seep deep into your body. You can practically sense the raw, animalistic and carnal, beast-like possessiveness radiating from the male dragon kin above you. "More."

Touya paused mid-thrust. "What?"

You came back, eyes rolling into the back of your head. "To-Touya." You keen and moan loudly. "Keep going."

That's what this was. You were having sex with Touya, but you felt his dragon trying to both comfort you with his magic and make you experience what he's feeling. His feelings. Touya's dragon form flashed into your mind, the winged breast purring and growling in affection. Wanting to feel your touch. Greedy and jealous of his human body. "Mate. Our beautiful mate." His inner dragon purrs. "Our Treasure."

You moan louder, coming back after Touya bit down hard on your breast. "Yes." You moan, arching your neck into your mouth and rocking your hips to tempt him further. "Please, Touya, please. I need-" she pants, insides aching for all of him.

"You need?" He bites down lightly without breaking the skin, then flicks his tongue over the jumping vein.

You blush deeply. "I want all of you, Touya. Inside."

Touya smirks. "Of course, whatever my mate wants." He mumbles against your skin. "My mate gets." He sinks his teeth and fangs into your neck, piercing and breaking the skin at the same time as he thrusts his hips forward and bottoming out. His eyes roll into the back of his head; a hissing pleasure groaning rumbles leave his chest and the back of his throat. "Fu-"

"Oh, fuck!" You released a loud, wanton pleasure cry, clinging onto him as waves of heat, mixing with the pain and the pleasure tingling all over your trembling body.

Wrapping your legs around his hips and groaning. "More." His greedy nature seeps into your bones, becoming your own. A fierce need, the selfish part of yourself breaking out of its cage and morals. You rank your nails down his back. "Please, Touya," you demand, bratty and whining. "More, my King. More." You dig your heels into his ass, wanting everything. All of him. His full-length, hard cock inside your pussy.

Touya growls, grazing his fangs over your fluttering pulse. "More, my love?" He knows exactly what you mean. He wants to hear it. Hear the desperate and clear need singing in your veins, remaining completely motionless and not shove the rest of his length deep, home. Inside.

A mad and deranged sadistic grin split across his face. "Yes, that's it, pretty baby. Fall apart and come on my cock, like a good littl' monster lovin' slut." His hips and pace didn't slow, becoming wilder and more brutal with carnal thrust as he held you within his arms. Watching in glee and primal love and interest, every scream as you continued to thrash and writhe in pleasure, babbling his name from your pretty lips.

Your pussy clenched around him as you screamed his name.

He quickly climaxed after you. Wings opening, trembling and shaking as he released a loud guttural groan when his hips stuttered, his cock hardened, pulsed, once, twice, three times, and then he came, licking, sucking on the claiming mark on your neck. "Y/n."

"Touya." You smile. Something warm, pulse, and sear into your skin. It didn't hurt.

His eyes fluttered open, blue meeting hazy, glazed, satisfied, cute and doll-like eyes. He smirked with pride, licking and sucking on the irritated skin on your chest.

There was your villainous dragon.

You weren't afraid.

You accepted Touya.

He's yours, and you are his.

His eyes dilated, wide and bright, pupils becoming slits. "You can never escape me, no matter wherever you go." His smug smirk became more vicious, sinful, and feral, lost in pure rapture of pleasure and carnal instincts. "Whoever tries to steal you from my nest." He pulls out, spreads your thighs wider, grinding his hardness between your slick slit, glistening with arousal, your release, and his cum.

He relines the leaking, throbbing, and aching tip of his cockhead back to your entrance. "I. Will. Always." Yanking you closer with the back of your trembling, weak thighs as he pushes his hips forward. "Reclaim what's mine." He thrusts slow and deep, measured with every single word.

He retook your body.

On your back. On all fours like two animals ducking during mating season. Your back pressed tight against his chest as he held your legs wide open to buckle his hips and thrust cock back into your wet, tight heat. Years of repressed sexual hunger and denial, longing and yearning, love and lust being sated and consummated within your marriage bed. You accepted everything. Moaning his name. Wanting more. His dragon's fire, desire, greed, pleasure, and magic are pouring out of him and straight into your own.

If this is unbridled passion, love, and corruption? Feeling alive and home. What it felt like to be mated. A treasured possession of a Dragon Kin, then you didn't ever want to go back.

You came again with a final keening whine.

Voice raw and hoarse from overuse.

You weakly held onto him as your body trembled and sagged against him.

Touya kissed his mark, his own hot, ragged breathing fanning your damp skin. "I love you, Y/n." He held you close, his erection finally soft and spent. Slowly lifting you into his arms, carrying you to wash you in the pool. His hands were warm and gentle, cleaning every inch of bare flesh marked by love bites and worship.  "Sleep," he whispered, kissing the top of your brow, nuzzling into the side of your head, and holding you tight, stroking locks of your messy and tangled hair back.

You hummed in answer, exhausting, seeping deep into your bones. You were sore, but you felt happy. "I'm not sleeping." You murmur softly. "I'm resting my eyes."

Touya chuckled. "Then rest your eyes, my Queen." He frowned, holding you a tad tighter. He didn't want you to go back. Didn't want you to leave your new home, the nest he took great care and time planning, placing everything perfectly within its proper place.

Kurogiri's purple warp gate opened.

Touya leaned his mismatched mouth near the shell of your ear. "I will return this time, I swear it, my love." His inner dragon raged and roared, running and thrashing beneath his skin, trying to claw its way out. "You are my mate, my bride, my wife, and my queen." He grits his teeth, stepping out of the pool and straight through the warp gate.

His body moved on autopilot, placing you down onto our bed and covering your nakedness before his burning, hungry gaze. His wings twitching with irritation as he scowled, a rumbling growl left the back of his throat as a familiar voice called his name from the other side of the warp gate. Smoke and vapors came out of his flared nostrils as he snorted in answer. "Yeah, yeah, I'm comin'." Touya clicked his tongue, annoyance and venom present in his tone.

He crawls into the bed, hovering over you once more, purring and covering you in his scent as he kisses your hands, every finger, leaving his lips lingering on your wedding ring. "It will only be a few hours, I promise." Touya mumbled, frowning. "My treasure."

Closing his eyes, Touya backed away from the bed, muttering another spell. The blue dragon tattoo signaling you were mated and bonded to him disappeared underneath his cloaking spell.

He knew you wouldn't be able to be apart from each other for long periods of time now.

Your soul is singing and beckoning him back to your side.

Proof of your bond in matehood.

Fully dressed, Touya left with an aching heart as the purple warp gate closed. He went back towards your window, hopped onto the ledge, and glanced back behind him, a rare softness and sorrow seeping into his ocean blue depths. He opened his palm, igniting his blue flame, flicking his wrist to send the burning embers towards you. Enthralled as his flames covered you in a blanket of blue blaze. It didn't burn you. It surrounded you, healing you and disappearing into your body. Leaving another piece of him within you.

Touya forced himself to look away from the temptation of crawling back into your bed and joining you.

He stayed longer than he meant to.

Biting his lower lip until one of his fangs pierced the flesh, fists clenched and white-knuckled, he jumped, opened his wings, and took flight, disappearing into the last glimmers of the darkest clouds.

You ran.

You knew he was out there. In the night. In the dark. Circling. Shifted into his true dragon form, a huge, terrifying creature that made even the bravest men tremble and go weak with fright. Unlike those cowardly men, your eyes were widened in horror and helplessness. No. You felt the rush of happiness and adrenaline high within your veins. No icy shiver. Or a desperate attempt to escape his dragon's mating dance and stalking. You pulled your nightgown higher, baring your legs above the knee, teasing him. Taunting him with your own game of seduction and willing want and desires. Your hair tumbling wildly, brushing your shoulders and down your back, your lungs fought to keep up as you gasped more excited and greedy breaths of air. Your pulse hammering inside your eardrums, your heartbeat pounding and drumming, threatening to leap out of your own rising and falling chest. Your nipples pebbled hard and erect beneath your nightgown, the friction of every bounce and brushing over the material of the gown, causing jolts of pleasure crawling down your spine.

You turned to look over your shoulder. He wasn't following behind you, but above.

Your eyes slowly opened. Slowly, you became aware of your surroundings. You were back inside your bed, your hair a wild mess of tangles, your blankets and sheets twisted around your body, and you lay completely nude. Your chest rising and falling, heaving as you sat up. "Was… was it all a dream?" You blinked away unshed tears as the first morning sunrise of dawn blinded you. Throwing back the covers and padding barefoot across the room, you've lived in all your life, the spacious bedchambers within your parents' castle. "I-It.." You stuttered, your heart aching and breaking as you held yourself, trembling out of grief and sadness.

You heard a knock on the door, drawing your attention.

"Princess, what's the matter, dear?" Your maid and dearest friend asked, the elder woman who had become a second mother to you. "Were you sleepwalking naked again?" She chuckled, opening and closing the door behind her as she carried new clothes with a group of waiting younger maids rushing in behind her. "Come, it's your wedding day. We must help you bathe and dress."

Your unshed tears fell. Your eyes glanced down. The sight made you want to scream with frustration, sadness, and disbelief. It wasn't Touya's ring on your finger…. but All For Ones. The cursed, heavy black band and emerald stones replaced your beloved dragon's ring. You swallowed thickly, throat choking back a sob of grief. It all felt so real. Touya's rough touches and caresses, his heated breath fanning your skin, his possessive, loving, and claiming kisses as he claimed both your body, heart, and soul. Forever binding himself to you, his mate and true bride.

She stopped, frowning. "Princess, what's wrong?" Your nanny and maid knew you. Knew you wouldn't cry unless something was truly troubling you. She grabbed your soft, red velvet robe and helped you into it. "Do you need to talk about it again?" She whispered words of comfort, lowering her voice into a whisper for your ears alone. "Your dreams of him?"

Oh yes, she knew.

Knew your darkest secrets and unholy dreams about Touya. Your mind and body are willing him to come back to you, tempting him and his ghost back into your arms, into your bed, and soothing your breaking heart and shattered soul.

"No." You said, taking a deep, shuddering breath after finally pulling yourself together. "It's just a horrible nightmare." You forced a smile, calming down and wiping away your tears. "Of course not." You added, determined not to alarm her. "Perhaps, it's wedding day jitters to leave me frightened and shaken?"

She stared at you. Unconvinced, but sighed. "Alright, I won't ask again until you are ready to talk." She backed away and let the younger maids and servants help lead you into the bath and dress you.

You let them. Let them wash away your sweaty skin. The lingering touches of your dragon princes, your true husband and keeper of your heart.

Scented candles and incense lit the room as your head maid offered a silent prayer to the old gods and the new. Praying that you will find the happiness that you deserve. Knowing the harsh and cruel world would not care about your happiness. Stripping you out of your childhood home and sending you mountains away to live within the Demon Lord's dark, cold, and gloomy castle.

You watched the shadows on the walls flicker and scatter. Heart sinking harder, dreams being trampled and flushed down the drain as the last sparks of your freedom of choice were completely stolen.

--- end of part 2 --

Part 1: The Dragons Promise 💙Part 3: The Dragons Claim 💙Part 4: Dragon Born

It's done! Dragon Touya and spice! I hope you enjoy it, my lovelies! Merry Christmas

I know the cliff hanger came out of nowhere! But the idea for a 3rd part came to me a few days ago.

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Even after leaving The Queen's and All Might's Castle, Dabi could still smell your scent on his heated skin, his inner dragon raging, roaring and wiggling beneath his skin, but he kept the change back. He couldn't ruin the plan. If you hadn't been asked someone tonight, then come sunrise there would have been an all-out hunt from many of the monsters and beastman suitors. They would give chase, a free for all kill or be killed race, the strongest, powerful and cunning monster and last survivor would have claimed you as their Queen.

Monsters, humans, beastman, elves, vampires, any unmarried male would have to compete for your hand.

A strange human custom.

When your mother had been sent out on the marriage market, no one dared go against All Might's, The Golden Lion.

Now, with the elder lion's frail and rapidly fading health. Your mother shoving most of her Queenly duties onto you and her grand council or to focus on raising her younger children. It makes sense that so many villains, let alone All For One himself wanted your hand to ascend The Throne.

"We will follow you to The Underworld and back, Dabi!" Toga cheered from her seat beside Twice.

That got Dabi's lips to twitch into a hint of a smile. "You truly are sentimental aren't you, vamp brat?"

Toga's mouth widened, showing off her sharp fanged smile. "We are free to love, hate and do whatever we want, isn't that right?"

"Of course." Compress took off his hat, waving his hand over it as handfuls of tiny, blue marble dropped from it and landed in the beige burlack sack laying in his lap. "We all joined for one selfish reason or another." Snapping his fingers, the marbles disappeared and, in their place, laid tonight's haul of stolen jewelry, gold, silver and copper coins and bills. "We've gotten out of larger, shimmer scraps before tonight's little heist."

Twice scooped Toga into his lap, laying his masked head on top of her head. "Count me in, Dabi! As long as wifey is safe and sound, I'll follow you anywhere!" He smiled in content. A few minutes later, he frowned, staring at his commander's and friends' face, noticing the sadness and cracks of his armor falling. "I'm sure she hasn't forgotten about you."

Dabi's eyebrow and right eye twitched. The silent sting that you hadn't recognized him shouldn't have come as a surprise. He hasn't been you in nearly a decade. His body isn't what it once was. The boy he was had died within the fire, no, the day Touya tried to return home, to you. It had taken him a lot of coin to bribe a guard into giving him the information he wanted. Your mother had decided to send you back to school, over the stormy seas, for further education in your future queenly lessons and duties as their future ruler.

Night after night, day following day, Touya remained within the kingdom waiting for your return.

You were gone for three years.

The day of your eighteenth name day, you finally returned. Beautiful, grown, ready to rule in your parents' stead, but you begged for them to hold off as long as possible.

Dabi would never forget that day.

Seeing you from the crowd as you passed fresh produce, herbs, and medicine freely to homeless shelters and beggars, then food and pieces of your birthday cake, all paid for out of your own money. Dabi remembered waiting in line, standing closer to you than he'd been able to for years. He felt his cloak over his face as best he could, covering the lower half of his face with a spare cloth, inwardly fidgeting and embarrassed. Ashamed that you might recognize him like this. Ansty that you might have forgotten him. He hoped. He prayed that you didn't. That his fated bond would somehow reach you.

Something deep within your soul is responding to his plea.

You didn't know why.

You felt his strange tug and pull, towards the man in front of you as you raised your head and your breath caught within your throat. His eyes. His deep set of otherworldly, pure ocean blue eyes you'd seen in ages. A familiar shade you missed terribly. Slightly frowning as your heart ached painfully right within your chest. "Here, sir." You blinked, a practiced, perfect smile curling your face. "Thank you for coming and enjoy."

Dabi's cheeks colored with red. "Happy birthday, princess." His deep voice cracked, furthering his embarrassment.

Your smile rose higher. A true, genuine smile that caused his heartbeat to race and jump, leaping into the back of his throat. "Thank you." You whispered softly, low and soft, above a whisper. Your hands brushed against his own, a twinge of lightning and electrical spark ignited and traveled throughout his whole scarred body as he suppressed a shudder and needy whimper.

Your own eyes widened in surprise. "Are you alright?" You asked softly, lips lowering into a frown, concern crystal clear within your large eyes and angelic face. "Do you need a doctor or a healer?" Your gaze shifted to your mother and father, who also contributed by distributing gifts to the citizens with your younger siblings.

Nineteen-year-old Dabi frantically shook his head, tugging his hood down over his face, eyes downcast on the ground. "Don't worry about me, princess." He reassured you, smile wobbly and hard beneath the cloth covering the lower half of his face.

You stared at him. Something familiar is clawing at you, stuck on the tip of your tongue. Then begin to doubt yourself, wondering if you were mistaken. If the blue-eyed stranger wasn't your lost princess. "If you say you are well, then I will believe you." You muttered softly. "However, if you ever need a healer's touch, say my name." When you stared deep into his blue eyes again, your throat felt tight. And yet, you kept your voice steady without cracking.

Dabi caught it. The curiosity beaming within your silent, questioning gaze. You soul trying to subconsciously try to break the stone-fold, frozen barrier and walls he'd kept in place, guarded and locked tighter than an impenetrable fortress. Your heart and soul fluttering, drumming and pounding in unison without own.

It was there. The soul bond and call, his inner dragon trying to lure you in without fully unmasking himself.

As quickly as it came, the teenage boy blinked. Inwardly shaking himself, shoving his dragon aside and taking control by answering your offer. No bite or snark to be found within his tone, only an unnatural calmness and gentleness he'd long since forgotten he'd possessed. "I'll keep that in mind, princess." A true, rare smile broken out on his face, even if, you were unable to see it.

"You are welcome." You replied letting go of the wooden tray, filled with food and drink. "Thank you. I hope that you come again next year?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." The teenager thanked you again, walking away, lightly shoving his way through the crowded streets, feeling your gaze drilling holes into his back. The tension in his back muscles and wings hadn't eased until he was miles away, high above the castle walls, relaxing and enjoying the view of you from the high corner perch in peace. "Next time, my princess," Dabi muttered to himself in between bites of eating, savoring his piece of strawberry shortcake, his hot meal, and a fresh loaf of garlic and buttery bread roll. His belly was fluttering with butterflies, fully fed and full. For now. Until his ravenous hunger returned soon. "I'll sweep you off your feet and steal your heart, my love." He whispered to himself, standing, burning the trash with his blue dragon fire.

Teenage Dabi stole one last glance, his fierce, loyal, lonely, and beating dragon heart aching and yearning to jump down and run straight into your arms as he called your name.

He still didn't have a proper home.

A big enough horde worthy of your love, a symbol of his duty as your future spouse and husband.

He had four years left until the final date of your betrothal party.

Soon Dabi did any odd job that he could. Stealing, killing for hire, a bodyguard, pickpocket, anything and everything underneath the sun, day and night, all except selling his virginity. That last piece of his innocence belongs solely to you, and he wasn't going to tant it.

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Today was supposed to be the happiest day of your life.

But now.

It wasn't.

Not anymore.

The wedding march had become a hammer and funeral bells to you. A life filled with upcoming unhappiness, invisible, heavy chains binding you to the giant, faceless, eyeless monster waiting for you down the aisle.

Your body protested every movement, but you pushed against it, no matter how much you were screaming and crying inside. Any involvement that sought to find your true love, your dragon prince, your Touya, and true groom, you quietly shut down. Your once hopeful and joy-filled eyes grew heavy and duller, lifeless. You wore your mother's wedding dress. Just like you've always wanted. The strings of satin, lace, pearls, and sapphires sewn into the gown sparkled and gleamed, stealing the attention of many a guest who had been invited. Those who remembered your mother being the bride and your father standing there were staring at you now with eyes filled with pity and sorrow.

All For One stood at the altar, waiting.

His new adoptive son and heir, Tomura Shigaraki, stood beside him awkwardly. The tiny moth child was clearly uncomfortable wearing his tailored suit. Every once in a while, his large, blood-red eyes met your own. Hope filled his eyes. Hope that you would become his new mother.

Damn All For One, knowing you had a softness for children. Knowing how much you loved your brothers and sisters. Any child within your kingdom, regardless of their species. You always welcomed them with a warm smile and open arms.

Nezu stood wearing the ceremonial robes to wed you both. His black, beady eyes were closed as he smiled, giving away nothing as he held the sacred book in his large white paws. The wedding vows that would bind you to the demon lord forever.

There on the bride's side, your mother, your father, and your siblings stood. Your parents' smiles were sad, regret, and grief bleeding through. Your father held tight onto your mother; his signature smile was nowhere in sight. It was hard and grim. Your brothers and sisters were confused.

You had heard their questions this morning at breakfast.

Your brother was the most confused, angry, and vocal. "Father, why are you letting that old bastard marry, sisi?"

"Katsuki." Your father chastised lightly, narrowing his blue eyes. "It cannot be helped that your sister agreed to the match. It is the law." The whites of his eyes that had once been white were black, darkening the blue of his pupils.

Katsuki, the spiky, blonde-haired teenager, licked his tongue. "You are the King, father." He spat back, through gritted teeth.

"Kaachan," Izuku spoke next, trying to calm down Katsuki.

"Shut it, Deku!" Katsuki spat, his quirk activating, sparks of mini explosions going off in the middle of his palm.

Izuku, like you, had been born quirkless until your father had passed his quirk and power onto him. Which further wedged the feud between Katsuki and Izuku as your father's favorite son.

"Please, think about how big sis must feel, you two." Ochaco cut in, tears prickling the corners of her chocolate brown eyes, falling down her chubby cheeks.

Both the blonde and green-haired teenagers flickered their crimson and green eyes towards you. "Sorry, sisi." They muttered, embarrassed.

They knew. Knew your heart was set on marrying Touya Todoroki. Your dragon kin and blue-eyed childhood love.

Nezu had already asked All For One to recite the wedding vows, both in his tongue and yours.

The rat, mouse, bear thing blinked and shifted his small, black, beady eyes to you. "And do you Y/n Yagi, Princess and soon to be Queen take Demon Lord, All For One, Zen Shigaraki as your lawfully wedding husband? To love him, honor him and join your soul to his for as long as you both shall live?"

Now.

It was time to face reality.

He must truly be dead. You think to yourself, tears threatening to fall. And I'm trapped in hell.

Silence followed.

A deadly and deathly silence.

An uncomfortable silence that seemed to choke on every guest gathered within the giant space.

"It's alright, my dear." All For One spoke warmly, his large hand wrapped around your trembling own, his fingers kept foreign and unwelcome. Swirling his thumb around the back of your hand to try and soothe you and calm down your already fried nerves. "You can do it, my bride."

His bride? That was laughable.

It all felt wrong. So unholy, sinfully wrong.

The large white mouse narrowed his eyes. "Say yes, my lady." He whispered underneath his breath.

Try as you might. You couldn't. You couldn't say it. Couldn't force your mouth open and say the words without your throat threatening to close shut. "I-" You swallowed thickly and crocked, feeling your stomach twist into harder knots, fearing you'd embarrass yourself and hurl all over the red carpet and white marble stoned floor.

The bright shine of the suns natural light outside began to darken.

The temperature within the royal cathedral and hall dropped.

Chilling your skin and everyone present.

A giant surge of magic accumulating in giant, supernatural bursts.

The ground shaking and rumbling, a loud thunderclap drummed and boomed overhead. Causing you to cover your ears and nearly drop your bouquet of blue and white roses, lilies and baby's breath. Your gaze flickers around the room frantically as your neck and skin grows hotter and tingling all over.

Flashes of last night's dream comes back to you.

Your eyes widen.

Last night wasn't a dream.

A large purple warp gate appeared above you.

Toga, Twice, Compress and multiple copies of Dabi sprang out of the gate.

The crowed gasped.

Each Rogue Villain Member dressed in formal or wedding attire.

Toga wore a red dress and cute black strappy heels. "Oh, our bride looks beautiful!" The Vampiress gushes, holding her heavily flustered cheeks and grits wide, showing off her sharp fangs. "Jin, Mister, look! Look! Doesn't she looks exactly like a fairytale bride?!"

Mister Compress wore a gold and black tux. His usual mask in place to keep his face conceived and give him an air of mystery. "It appears we've arrived just in time before the grand show, how perfect." The magician twirled his cane, a mischievous smirk rising on his mouth. "And not a moment too soon."

"The League has arrived bitches!" Twice announces, skidding on his knees across the floor, using his hands to form a heart in front of the crowd. "Wow, this wedding is more like a funeral!" The masked villain blinks. "Who died?"

All For One tried to yank you toward him, but more and more of the Twice and Dabi clones shoved their way through the warp gate and forced you away from the Demon Lord.

"I object, rat man." A familiar, deep, gravely, smoky voice answered. You heard the soft shuffle of movement behind you.

The man moved up and wrapped his arms around the front of your waist in a possessive and territorial manner. You glanced down to see calmed hands that knew your body better than your own now. "I believe we haven't been properly introduced, All For One." The dragon kin's voice was a low rumble, deathly calm, and possessed a hard, biting edge. "I'm Princess Y/n Yagi's true groom and mate."

Your breath came out in a short gasp. He's here. Touya. Your heart thundered and raced with joy. Then anxiety churned hard within your belly, you glance back, fearful that you would look up into his blue eyes and see hatred or betrayal reflected in them. They weren't. They were filled with tenderness and understanding. Drinking in the image of you, his true mate and bride, wearing the perfect wedding dress you always dreamed of.

Touya stood next to you stand tall, straight and protective as the rest of the league and his doubles surrounded you.

The damn broke as you throw your arms around him, burying your face into the chest and white suit. "Oh, Touya." You whimper, openingly sobbing and crying. "You came for me?" You trembled and shook harder within his arms. "This isn't a dream?"

"It's alright, my love." He whispered, pressing a tender kiss to your aching forehead and sweaty brow. "I'm here. I'm here."

"Don't you dare leave me again," you choked, crying harder. "That's an order from you Queen and wife."

"Never, ever, my mate." Touya nuzzled the top of your head, running his clawed fingers gently through the skin strands of your hair.

Your hands and nails dig into his suit, which made him chuckle and laugh in amusement.

"You look gorgeous, my wife." He twirled you around slowly, his grazed his thumb across your painted lips before his mouth came down on yours, claiming them for all to see. His kiss was tender, fierce, and filled with lust and hunger. He held you up in his arms, unfurrowing his wings to cover you two as his hands began to stroke the outline of your curves in feathery light caresses. Causing you to moan into his mouth, letting his tongue twin with yours and feel your skin tingle and alight with new chills, feeling his hands make their way back down to your hips. The feeling of the jewels and pearls gliding across his fingers pleased him, his dragon wanted nothing more than to admire you for hours, stripe you bare and take you. Didn't care who saw him take you on the sacred alter or on the floor.

Movement made you and him break your shared embrace.

"Dabi." All For One finally spoke, his creepy, inhuman smile rose and tightened. "It's quite bold of you to appear uninvited to our wedding."

Touya's lips twitched into a villainous sneer, his jaw clenched down so hard and tight, so fast. It ached. "All For One." He said the demon lords name like a heated curse. "I believe you are the bold asshole threatening to steal away my bride."

"Yours?" The taller and older man repeats in amusement. "The only other person who had a formal claim to her was the dead Prince Touya Todoroki."

Your father, mother, Izuku, Katsuki and Ochaco remained frozen in place.

Watching.

Listening.

Waiting.

You could feel the burning, shocked gazes of the rest of the Todoroki clan and royal family burning holes into both your backs.

Disbelief and hope shining within their sets of blue and silver eyes.

"My son." King Endeavor, Enji Todoroki spoke. His loud voice booming, loud and thundering within the silent hall. "My son Touya is dead," The Dragon King said, at last. Denial. His large, giant, meaty fists clenched hard and tight into white knuckled fists.

The Dabi clones smiled big, wide and laughed.

Touya turned his head, deep, ice cold, ocean blues meeting twin blues. "Oh, but I am very much alive, father." His hands grip your hips, snake around you to keep you close to him. "Chasing me for nearly a year and you still haven't recognized your own child?"

You peeking around Touya's taller frame.

You saw Queen Rei Todoroki.

She knew.

The misty, wet tears watering her lashes gave away that she knew.

Knew Touya was telling the truth. Burn scars or no. Hair dyed. It didn't matter. She knew it was her son. His scent held traces of blood, ash, smoke and chard flesh, but she smelled it. Her little boys scent. "Touya." She breathed, tone filled with hope, awe and raw recognition. "My son." She whispered trying to rush forward, yet Endeavor held her tight within his muscular forearm. "Enji, it's him." The dam broke, big, fat tears falling down her cheeks. "It's our baby."

"No, Rei." Endeavor shook his head, jaw locked. "It can't."

Your father stepped forward. "Trust your wife, old friend." His own hand clamped tight within your mother's hand. "If you can't look at him, then pay attention to my daughter." The Great Golden Lion's smiled bright as he cried. "She's happy."

"Her prince has returned to her." Your mother, The Queen spoke gently. Her own happiness and smile breaking through the gloom, sadness and guilt that had been growing and festering deep within her chest since last night. "He looks may have changed, but with one single glance you can see it Endeavor. No one has ever looked at our daughter that Prince Touya."

Touya stared at All For One, his gaze boring into a borderline obsessive intensity. Piercing straight into his soul.

"Very well," All For One took a step back and bowed. "I know when I've been bested."

All Might knew it was a trick. Never in all of their long rivalry did the demon lord ever back down so easily while outnumbered or backed into a corner. "No. You will not." Distrust lingered within his voice. Your fathers' rare bouts of stubbornness and unwillingness to let the matter rest.

The trivial was too unsatisfying. It was definitely a lie.

Touya, All Might, Endeavor, the Dabi clones all stepped forward. "Leave or face us all."

Soldiers, knights, and Heroes stood from their seats giving them backup.

An invisible cold glint shined within Zen Shigaraki's eyeless face. A hidden secret burning deep within his mind's eyes. "There will be a day when you need me, my dear." All For One said calmly, his grin widening, harsh and menacing.

"Never." You denied, standing your ground, holding hands with your mother and mother-in-law. Your younger siblings and new siblings standing beside you.

All For One gazed at you with a knowing smile before giving a reluctant and nod, departing from the church. He began to float, moving carefully, steps leading clearly towards the exit. "Never say never, my queen." He bowed, rose his bald head and gave a slow, mocking clap. "Well done, Touya Todoroki. You've beaten me today." His eyeless eyes zero in on Touya's claiming mark and tattoo flickering along your skin.

You had to stop yourself from rubbing the goosebumps rising on your arms.

Before he could snatch Tomura away, his grandmother snatched the poor brain washed and dazed moth child into her arms. "Tenko, my sweet boy." She cried, glaring angry tears at the very essence of villainy and evil incarnate. "You killed my husband, my son and his family to steal my grandson, you vile, black-hearted monster.

Tomura, or Tenko, blinked in confusion. "Grandma?"

Midnight hid behind one of the pillars behind a corridor and activated her quirk.

They all knew All For One was holding back on purpose.

The war coming between The Demon Lord and the rest of the realms weren't fair.

He wanted to inspire more fear, a giant hell beast cat toying with insects and mice.

This deceitful behavior angered All Might to no end. A sudden surge of emotion hit him. He didn't want to ruin his daughter's wedding day, disgrace himself by spilling blood and starting a war on this most scared of days. Taint his wife's wedding dress. The dress his daughter looked absolutely stunning in. He heart dropped twice already in the last forty-eight hours. "You really as such a pain in the ass." He knew he'd regret it, watching his oldest enemy walk away and disappear. "You won't die here today, but tomorrow or any day afterwards you will meet the end of my sword." All Might raises his giant great sword. "Know that I've spared you from experiencing the humiliation of a quirk death."

"No, All Might." All For One laughed, bellowing loud and sent a chill down their spines. "This is only the beginning. I will give the happy couple my blessings and a gift by mail, but I will take my leave."

Touya steeled himself, narrowing his gaze and activated his hellfire within the palm of his hand.

The church and surroundings were silent as a marble tomb.

A perfect opportunity to end the demon lords reign of terror.

The demon lord, All For One vanished in a puddle of slimy, black ooze or sludge.

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You should have known Dabi had become, no, Touya had returned and become your protector. Hidden deep within the shadows. Watching. Waiting. His burning turquoise gems silently sending daggers into the backs of anyone who dared to upset you, try to assassinate you, caused your smile and bright eyes to dim, try to extinguish your light. They deserved no pleasantries from him. His inner dragon and the dragon kin prince were in agreement that no matter the offendment he'd show no mercy.

His bloodlust rose it's highest when some unnamed arrogant asshole dared to touch you, lay his hand directly on your shoulder without your permission.

The dragonkin watched as the unnamed male tried to overreach his station, dared to try to snake his hand beneath your gown to graze and grope your breast, shamefully in front of everyone attending the party. You didn't care if the other whispered about you. The silly princess who still kept her gaze in the clouds, searching for a dragon prince who'd burned up and died. The two-faced princess, they'd whisper. Ice Queen. All smiles, warm honey and ice cream while out in among the masses, but completely stone faced and ice-cold in high society.

The dragon prince's lips cracked into a knowing smirk when he scented your anger, frustration and temper rising, bubbling over the surface. Here it comes, he inwardly chuckled to himself.

You pulled away from the lecherous prince, narrow your eyes, rage burning within your eyes. Your mask falls to reveal your displeasure and disgust. "I believe that's enough, sir."

The unknown faceless prince's mouth opened in shock but quickly recovered. "I apologize, princess." His false mask of kindness and politeness was put back in place.

You had gotten his weird feeling all night. Someone is watching you in the shadows again. You had thought this creepy and perverse prince wouldn't try anything at your birthday party, your special name day, but you were wrong. "Save your excuses." You turned to leave, dismissing him without another word. "Go become all touchy, feely with someone who actually wants your advances." You add salt to the wound by giving him one final glance. "You may take your leave, smug bastard."

The nameless prince outstretched his hand, trying to pull you back. Embarrassed and angry showing. "Princess, wait-"

You turn sharply on your heels, raise your dress, and kick him square between his legs. "I said to leave." You hiss, watching the real two-faced big crumble, falling to his knees, holding himself as tears prickle the corners. "I won't ask again." You let go of your dress, pull back an arm, and punch him square in the jaw. "Princess or not, I'm still higher born than you. The future Queen of this nation. Daughter of our beloved current Queen and All Might." You grip his jaw, hard. Digging your manicured nails into his face for good measure. "One word." You lower your voice to a whisper, keeping the conversation between you two. "One. And it won't just be your title revoked, your lands stripped and replaced in the hands of a person deserving than you." You harden your gaze. "One. And you are a dead man." You push his face away from you, knocking him over to piece together his broken dignity and pride.

Dabi was proud of you. His little princess had grown a backbone. But he knew you. He knew once your anger and spitfire vanished, you were crying alone. His smirk lowered into a frown. He could already smell your salted tears. Picture your tear-stricken face, sobbing and choking breathless gasps as you cried alone or your maids offered you comfort in his place.

The angered dragon kin set his frustration and seething hatred on the male who dared touch you. Humiliate you and try to assault you.

No. Oh no. He wasn't going to have it.

Oh, the fools' drunken way home.

A black and blue dragon attacked his carriage. Didn't bother harming the horse or driver. He set his eyes, hellfire, heartless and igniting, shining dark, ice cold blue reptilians' eyes, claws and teeth on the disgraced mortal. He laughed when the man had paled, pissing himself and pleading for his life. Yelling that he didn't know why he deserved this. "Mine." The dragon growled.

"What?" The man gasped, disbelief shining in his fear and tear-filled eyes.

"You dared touch what's mine." The dragon hissed and snarled, digging his claws and talons deeper into the mortal man's flesh, making it hurt.

"I'm sorry!" The man wailed.

"It's too late." The dragon growled, smirking to show off his rows of deadly rows of teeth, gleaming pearly white in the darkness. He dropped the man. Watching as the man screamed, rolling, tumbling over and over, down, down falling faster as he neared the ground, much to his driver's horror.

The dragon quickly followed, pulling his wings back to gain more speed, and caught him with his tail.

The moral gasped; he couldn't breathe. His heartbeat was pounding hard in his own ears. He hurled the contents of his stomach out on the cobblestone road, shivering, sweating, and panting. "P-please, gods have mercy!"

The dragon tightened his grip around the man. "Gods? I'm your god now, bitch." He coiled his tail tighter and tighter, strangling and squeezing, stealing the breath from his lungs as the sound of bones began to break. "Come, let me show you, dear foolish mortal, what happens when you touch a god's mate."

The driver and horse were helpless as their lord and master was flown away by the dragon.

It was two weeks later when his body had been found.

In the exact same place, he'd been taken.

Beaten, bloody, bruised.

Signs of his blood being drained.

Covered in his own fluids, semen, and a dragon bone shoved up his prostate.

You felt bad, but you did not cry for him. You secretly hated yourself for it. Glad that the pissant and defiler was dead. You kept it to yourself, went to his funeral, which filled with his family. The many maids, servant girls he had laid his greedy hands on. All pregnant with the vile man's bastards. The least you could do was pay for their medical visit to a doctor for prenatal care.

What you discovered was someone had already set aside a large sum of money and paid recovery girl, paid in full. Months in advance. Prenatal visits, childhood and postpartum, all of it. For those poor and unfortunate women.

You thought perhaps someone with a generous heart and deep wallet had done it.

No. Dabi did it, knowing you would have.

He continued stalking from afar.

The sight of your smile warmed his heart. He stood on the edge of the darkness, hidden within the woods as the horde of pregnant woman cried, bowed, hugged you and sobs thinking you had done it. Thanked him. For releasing them from that devil's torment.

In the middle of the night, Dabi entered your room. He stood over you, at the edge of your bed. Tempted to reach out, brush your stray tears and hair out of your face. His free hand was squeezing and clenching into a tight, clawed fist. He wanted nothing more than to crawl into your bed, pull you into his chest, and kiss every stray tear away, whisper sweet nothings, and sing to you. Instead, he sat at the edge and purred. Intertwining his hand within your own.

He came back every night.

Night after night.

He never wanted to leave.

Leaving like a dark shadow and an assassin in the middle of the night before the dawn.

He continued killing in your name.

Each body was found in the most grotesque and horrific of ways.

---- back to the present ----

Now, this was a proper and joyous wedding feast.

Cheers of merriment, infectious laughter, toasts, citizens and royals filling the great hall and ballroom, a royal banquet fit to feed hundreds and thousands. Plates, wine, champagne, beer, food, everything pasted around. You saw noble children playing, laughing and talking with commoners and children of less fortunate. Stuffing their faces full. Content. Happy. Laughing. Smiling. Their joy filled your heart.

You couldn't believe it.

Prince Touya Todoroki, your prince, your dragon, you made was finally and truly your husband, at long last.

Touya lazily brushed the back of your hand with his thumb as he continued drinking from a jewel incrusted goblet filled with wine and then a harder, darker ebony liquid that smelled sweet, smoky and woody? Whisky, he said. It was a foreign drink. Strong. He let you try, grinning like mad and laughed when you made a funny face. It was strong alright. Burned going down. Felt like someone had poured liquid fire down your throat.

He pats your back as you turned away, blushing and suffering from laughing fits. "Put hair on your chest, my love." He laughed harder, leaning back and you swinged back to try and smack him. "I'm teasin', I'm teasin', calm down, my treasure."

Yuck, you did not like hard liquor.

You cleared your throat, sniffing, pouting and stuck to your sweet, multi-berry summer wine than father had saved as a sweeting present, in secret.

Touya smiled slightly, which made your heart start racing. Which made you feel hard to stay truly mad at him. Not when he looked you like that. Your thoughts began to race, daydreams of hotter and more steamy, unladylike thoughts. Thoughts of feeling his hands and mouth all over your body again. His free hand slid beneath the table, placing it on your thigh, stroking with light, sensual, and teasing caresses. Innocent petting. Loving.

Your breath caught within your throat. Heart leaping and pounding, a dull throb turned into an increasing ache between your thighs. You shifted in your seat, the alcohol running within your veins made you hornier that you thought. Your eyes began to wander. Staring at his strong, scarred jawline and his tempting, kissable full lips and mouth. His tongue slid out between to lick any stray whisky coating his lips. Oh, you knew what his sinful tongue could do now.

He caught you staring.

You quickly glanced away, betraying yourself. Cheeks flushed a rosy hue.

Touya's hand left your thigh, which made you inwardly whine as he grabbed your hand and placed soft, tender kisses over every inch of skin. Your hand, back of your palm, your knuckles and tips of your fingers. Nothing was off limits. Nothing untouched. "No need to act all shy now, my love," he purred, sporting a perverse grin.

Your whole body vibrated with electrical currents and fire passing through your skin to the base of your core. "Tease."

Another rumbling half laugh, half purr left his scarred mouth, it vibrated against your skin, feeling his mouth quirk higher. "Soon, my sweet." He muttered softly, winking and intertwining your fingers once more. "Enjoy the festivities." He gave a chaste kiss to your pouring lips, then another longer, sweeter one. "It's our wedding day. I'll have you all to myself come sundown." He reminded, returning his gaze forward and took another, deep, slow drink of his whiskey.

You knew. Knew you were going greedy. Impatient. Ansty. You couldn't help it. The piece of yourself that was connected with Touya and his dragon. The dragon bond raging, burning hotter and smoldering beneath your veins. You didn't think this was what Touya had to suffer for years while he was away. Perhaps, you truly were his spoiled mate and queen that you had been denied. Yes, that's what it was. Or so you told yourself.

By the time, we wedding cake had been cut, served, passed around and eaten.

Leftovers freely given and shared, the sun began to set.

Touya stood, signaling for everyone to remain quiet. "I'd like to thank everyone for being here today and honoring our union between the humans and dragon clans alike." He said, as he offered his hand and helped you stand. "I've waited so long for this day to finally show the world how beautiful, brave and kind my mate has grown." He brushed your hair back, turning your head to show off, his claiming mark and binding dragon tattoo, shining a bright blue.

Dragon kin wolf whistled.

Woman looked on in envy and awe.

Some wept.

Some smiled and others remained silent.

"Oh my," Your mother blushed, fanning herself.

Your father nearly chocked on his wine, blushing furiously.

Shoto and Natsuo both smirked, knowing their brother would show you off.

"Ah, to be young again." His mother giggled as his father stood stoic, arms crossed and sporting his own flustered expression.

Your mother, Rei and Enji Todoroki and All Might all stood, raising their glasses. "To the future Yagi and Todoroko alliance."

Everyone cheered, drinking together.

Touya linked his arm around your waist, pulling you closer into his warm side. "Now, if you'll excuse me my queen and I shall take our leave." His stoic expression morphed into a smug smirk. "Please continue without us."

You hear Toga squealing as she squeezed both Izuku and Ochaco closer into her body. Apparently, the vampiress had a crush on both your siblings.

It was the last things you saw and hear as your new husband and consort lead you into the hallway.

Unable to deny his instincts any longer, Touya pinned you against the wall. His mask of stone, cold marble, completely cracked as his turquoise eyes blazed with possessiveness and raw, animalistic lust and need. "My treasure," he groaned, his body covering yours. One clawed hand tangled in your hair, and the other clasped tight on the curve of your hip. "Your body was made for mine," he growls, lowering his head to run his mismatched lips along your jaw and plump, kissable lips. "And mine was made for you, my love."

A primal, overwhelming desire filled with hunger.

Leaving him hypersensitive to your touch.

Every heated breath, whimper, and gasping moan he swallowed as his mouth claimed yours.

"I love you, Touya." You whispered, breathlessly in between moaning into his mouth.

"As do I, Y/n." He groans; his whole-body shuddering in response. "Y/n, my beautiful, sexy mate." This was the vulnerability that only you were allowed to see.

It filled you with twisted thrill, desire, and made your body burning hotter as you met his dazed, love-filled ocean blues.

Everything became a blurt of heated kisses, raw animal magnetism, repressed lust and love by the time you two reached the warp gate and fell backward into it. The sound of ragged breathing echoed around you. Your legs buckled and trembled, your panties were already soaked with your slick and arousal.

Touya pulled away, his flushed expression and blue eyes peering at you from behind his lashes. Panting heavily, lifting you up, wrapping your legs around his waist to furiously rut his hips and grind the aching outline of his cock growling within the confines of his pants against your own crotch. "Finally, alone and mine again." He smirked, unapologetically, kissing his way down your neck, licking and nibbling on his claiming mark and bite.

"Oh god, Touya." You moaned, matching his frivolous grinding. "You feel so good." Your own libido mounting, soaring higher, insides burning hotter. You felt so empty, so needy.

You grazed your skin with his fangs, purring in approval and growling in your ear. "That's it, don't hold back." His hands descend lower to palp and grope your ass beneath your wedding dress, helping your grind harder. Breaking the kiss to meet your heavy-lidded, love and lust filled eyes shining at him through your wet lashes. "Never apologize for giving into your desires, your need, your greed, all of it, give me all of it." He tries to choke back a whine, but it slipped past his mismatched lips.

His eyes filled with endless hunger without an end.

You saw him, you saw his dragon shine to greet you with that familiar primitive ravenous desire and fighting to keep his craving and starving appetite at bay. You weren't just a main dish to his dragon, you were the main course, the object of his obsession, his devotion, his addiction and the single thing keeping him sane and loved.

You were suddenly too hot. "Please," you plead softly.

Touya paused, panting. Worried he had hurt you. "What's wrong?"

You shook your head. "No, help me out of my dress. I don't want to tear it." Your chest rising up and down with every gulp and burning mouthful of air. "I need you." You swallowed thickly. "Last night wasn't enough."

"Ah, I see now." Touya's worried expression softened. He cupped both sides of your face, kissing you softly once more as he sets you down gently. "Turn round f'me."

You turn, giving him your back. Your heartbeat pounding against your ribcage when you felt the first snap of the buttons and laces being undone with slow, patient movements and care. "Did you miss me all day as I did you?" You asked without thinking.

Touya's hand stilled, then continued. "If I hadn't..." he answered slowly, caressing down your back, the diamonds, sapphires and pearls as he made his way down. "I wouldn't have struggled so hard to fight for you... to keep you and stop at nothing until you were back in my arms."

Your heart skipped a beat yet drummed harder at the same time. "Would you truly have fought that awful man, if he had married me instead?" Why were you asking these questions now? You had all day to ask. Why not? Why not later? Why were you suddenly afraid?

Touya's warm fingertips felt cold along your skin, teasing you with his touch, getting you used to it again. "Yes." He growled through gritted teeth, trailing up your shoulders to leisurely tug your dress off and watching the pure white, heavy, wedding dress fall into a heap on the ground. Wrapping his arms your waist, lifting you out of it and keeping your back flat against his heaving chest. "I would have gone to war with that faceless, conniving, smug assed son of a bitch and anyone else who dared stand in my way from reclaiming my wife."

You layed your arm on top of his, finding his clawed hand, locking your fingers around his, tilting your head back to nuzzle into his grinding jaw. "I'm glad." You sigh in relief. "I thought you had abandoned me." You blink away tears. "I thought my mind had played tricks on me." Your bottom lip trembled. "Conjuring you into my room, into my head as punishment for wishing your ghost or phantom to save me from marrying that evil, vile man." You felt his breath hitch and air still at your confession.

Touya buried his nose into the hollow of your throat, scenting your fear, your tears, your pain hitting him as his own, piercing deeply into his skin, beneath his scales and stabbing him in the heart.

This was your pain.

This was proof of your bond to him and his dragon.

You could never hide from him.

Not your scent or pain, the feeling of your heart shattering and breaking.

But most of all, love.

He felt it your fluttering, kind, sympathetic, beating, and bleeding heart.

Your soul searching for his own.

He and his dragon responded, using his hands to caress every single inch of your sweet scented, uncovered, soft, creamy skin with his large palms and blue dragon fire. "Do you feel this?"

You felt it. His fire licking and stroking warm kisses like millions of tiny kitten tongues running along and beneath your flesh, searching and molding into you. It didn't burn. The legends were true. Fated pairs and true bonded mates with their dragons didn't burn from their dragon's flames and fire. "It feel..." You squirm and pant, eyes rolling into the back of your head. Your desire and lust for Touya rekindled, soaring, mounting and raging, faster than your mind could keep up.

"Yes?" Touya purrs, turning up the heat of his dragon fire. Watching in fascination, obsession and delight as your skin glowed beautifully covered in his blue flames. "Need a littl' more?" He whispered, licking and sucking on your ear lobe. Scenting your lower lips growing wetter, slicker, tempting him to kneel down, lick and suckle you down there, between your legs where your liquid, honey was the sweetest. "Now, it's my turn to ask question since we are being honest with each other."

Touya slides off your stockings and slip, knelt down and nipped on your ass with his teeth and gave a hard possessive squeeze. "What am I to you, my love? Hmm? A madman? A monster? An insane dragon you hope to fix, tame and ride?" He chuckled when you gasped and shuddered.

"I'd never ask you to change who you are." You answer, pressing your hand against the wall, stopping yourself from wiggling your ass. The pleasure and pain surprised you. The pain of his bite, mixing with the pleasure of his fire. What other kinks and debaucherous, sinful indulgence and sexual pleasure would you discover about yourself? What naughty secret was Touya hiding from you? "Human, monster, dragon it doesn't matter to me, you are still my Touya." You try to speak your thoughts clearly, blinking through the lustful haze. "I don't care, if you are the devil of the underworld, Hades himself." You pant, goosebumps scattering over your overheated skin, tour legs buckling and threaten to give away, if Touya hadn't rose and held you upright. "You are still my love and my live, always."

Touya held you as you fell limp within his embrace the second he turned off his fire. "Thank you." He muttered, kissing your sweat covered forehead.

You panted and whines, left aching and throbbed, sexually frustrated, confused and unsatisfied. "Are you going to edge me on your wedding night, selfish bastard." You laugh, digging your nails into his forearms as you try to stand up.

"What kind of man would I be, if I didn't tease the shit out of you, baby?" Touya rolled his eyes and helped steady you. "You know you love me either way."

You stayed quiet. Your earlier, lust filled thoughts coming back.

Touya twirled you to face him. He knew that look. "What's on your mind now, my sweet?" Curling his index finger, forcing your head to tilt back and meeting his curious eyes.

You shuffled on your heeled feet, realizing that you were standing in only your heels, garter, lace panties and corset. You kicked off your heels and licked your lips nervously. "What kind of kinks are you into?"

Touya's eyes widened a fraction before brightening into an amused twinkle. "Is that all?"

Your cheeks heated. "So, you did have other partners before me?" You frowned. You knew it could have been a possibility, but your heart still sank.

Touya shook his head. "No." His smirk fell. "Don't go putting words into my mouth, Y/n."

"Then how-" You groaned in frustration, rubbing your eyes and yanking your chin out of his hand.

"I did a lot of odd jobs for money." He admitted, scratching the back of his head, awkwardly. "Stealing, hired mercenaries, guard, even sub and dom training and power play for desperate woman and villain chasers in a pleasure den." He blushed deeply, ashamed. "But I never fucked them or let them fuck me."

You gave him a look that said you didn't believe him.

"Okay, I only ate them out and made them come with my fingers that's all." He met your eyes, guilt shining within his ocean blues. "It's the true."

You closed your eyes and took in a deep breath. "It explains why you were so skilled with your mouth, tongue and fingers." Although, you were jealous you weren't the only one to experience Touya's long, big and skilled, wicked tongue. You had to remind yourself that the past didn't matter. Only the present and future mattered. He was all yours now. "Was your dragon angry?"

"Yes, very much so." He admitted, flashing a half-hearted smirk. "Even when they tried to coax me to stuff them full or jerk me off in return, I couldn't." He sighed, scratching his head in frustration. "I couldn't stand their scent. Had to get it off of me. They weren't you." Touya sunk down onto his knees, bowing his head. "I'm sorry."

Your heart hurt. "Oh, Touya."

He lowered his head to kiss your ankles, nuzzling and whining as his eyes prickled with bloody tears. "I'm sorry that you are stuck with a shit, poor excuse of a man like me." His body began to quiver as he nuzzled your leg with his horns, bowing in ultimate submission. "I don't deserve your forgiveness. You love, pity or kindness." His fang bit hard into his bottom lip. "I'll spend the rest of my life to spoil you, service you, all that I am is already yours for the taking." His tears fell and land on your feet, red droplets tainting your pure skin. "My heart, my home, my wealth, my soul and now my body. It's yours, my love."

You lowered your hand, petting his horns, causing him to groan and shiver in pleasure, then tangle your fingers in his thick, messy, raven black locks. "So which are you?" You ask softly in curiosity? "A dom or a sub?"

Touya tilted his head back. "I'm a switch." Another trail of ruby red, tears fell as he sniffed, pouting. "If that is what you want tonight, I can do it." He closed his eyes, leaning into your touch, eager to please you. "Is that what you desire, my queen?

"Yes." You said in an audible whisper. "Only after you'd had me come will you be forgiven."

Touya nodded his head, grinning. A true boyish grin breaking out on his face. "As you wish, my mate." He rose onto his feet, crushing you against him and kissing you. Kissing you like he wanted to live. Wanted to be forgiven.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, welcoming him back and returning his desperate needy kisses. "If you ever fuck another woman or man that isn't me, you'll be sorry." You said after breaking the kiss, panting and glaring hard into his wet ocean blues.

"I'll take any punishment from you, my love." He whispered, whimpering pitifully and nuzzling your jaw. "Just please, please, never leave me." It hurt him to think of you abandoning him, leaving him for another. It's what he feared the most. A secret fear that he himself never wanted to admit. What secretly scared him about the future. A life without you was no life at all. He'd rather die than ever become parted from you again.

Your stomach knotted. Hearing his deep, gravelly voice lower into a ghost of his former self, begging. Desperate. Pleading and asking for forgiveness. An invisible force tightening a band around your chest, cutting off air from your longs and leaving you hopeless for breath. "Prove it, my love."

Touya's eyes blow wide, nodding his head. "Yes." this time staring at you in reverence. "Anything for you, my love."

You cup his face with both hands. "Show me what you've learned." You mutter softly, lowering your voice into a silky and velvety voice. It was a command. An order from his mate and queen. "Show me before you fuck, then I'll return the favor." You add for good measure. "Can you be my good boy?"

Touya stare lingered, studying your face. "I am." His lips curled at the corners into a sad smile. "If you'll still have me?" He turned away, suddenly embarrassed and shy.

"Let's get you undressed." You lower your hands to untie his tie, knowing how much he hates them. The fact that he felt his collar fully buttoned for so long despite his discomfort said so much. He wanted your wedding day to him to remain special; knew you had dreamed of this day since you two were kids.

He faced you and gave a curl nod, started to unbutton the buttons of his tux and dress shirt. He strode closer, lowering his voice. "You will still have the right to tell me to stop, if you become uncomfortable or overwhelmed, if it becomes too painful for you, my love." He peppered your cheek with kisses.

His tie, blazer and dress shirt fell into a heap on the floor.

Your attention dipped down to his body. Landing low on his torse, following the happy trail of hair leading from his naval to hidden beneath his pants. You imagined running your fingers through his as you knelt between his legs, watching him shudder, his body clench in reaction as you free his beautiful cock. The chill cool air of the cave grazed the back of your neck.

Touya cleared his throat, drawing your attention back to him as he removed his shoes and socks. Tilting his head and raised a brow. "Change y'er mind, my love?" A hint of a grin rose.

You squared your shoulders and shook your head. "Of course not."

He gazed at you for a moment longer. "Alright, but first you need to tell me your safe word."

"A code word incase it's too much and want to stop, right?" You replied softly. "What's yours? Can it be anything?"

"Mine's ‘Ice' "Touya's eyes dropped down to his claiming mark and tattoo visible on your neck, the skin still healing, but it would be gone soon. "Yes, it can be anything you want. A color, a food, as long as it's easy to say and remember." Then towards your high, full breasts, spilling out of the white corset, and returning back to meet you, sparkling, doe-like eyes. He took a step forward, buttoning his pants and unzipping the fly to relieve the ache and pressure off his throbbing, hard shaft. He wanted nothing more than to lower his head, brush his face against them, cup them in his hands, and suck on your hard nipples.

His restrained lust and desire seemed to rub beneath and inside his skin. Impatience simmering as he continued to admire and appreciate his female's body to his heart's content. The temptation and instinct to rip the corset and lace panties off your body, freeing the rest of your naked form, pin your shoulders back, lick the glorious round globes with kisses, love bites, licking and worshiping them as his knees part your thighs, shoving his hand between your legs to find your pussy hot, dripping, and wanting.

Touya met your gaze. Finding it amusing that your own eyes were flickering over his face, trying to read his thoughts like an open book. He wondered, what would think if you knew that he was inwardly battling himself not to wrestle you down and onto the ground, back against the wall or guiding you towards the bed?

Not giving into his impulse and instincts was slowly killing him. He felt as if he might die, if he didn't act upon them soon unless his dragon tries to take over, devour your slick and arousal, not stopping until you've climaxed once, twice, trice before fully mounting you and sinking home to fuck you like an animal in heat.

Touya, already felt his inner dragon rubbing beneath his skin, causing him to release a hissed curse under his breath. He led you towards a corner of the cave where a pair of chains and shackles lay leading from the ceiling. "This part of the castle dungeon used to flood with water during high tide." He explained, picking up the silver chains and unlocked cuffs. "Now, it's receding less and less over the years."

"I'm ready." You stared deep into his criminally blues, then his chest, over the purple burn scars, medical staples and piercings. Leaning forward and playing a kiss directly where his heart lay between his ribs. "I know my safe word," you giggle to yourself. "Peaches."

Touya snickered, trying to remain serious, but can't. "Really? Peaches?"

You shrug. "Why not?" You lean on your tip toes, kissing his mouth next, then his nose. "And 'Ice?' " You tilt your head, cutely, smiling. "Someone was grumpy when they came up with that safe word, if you ask me."

"C'mere smartass." Touya pulled you into his chest, locking one metal cuff around your wrist, then the other. "And I was angry when I came up with it." He admitted it, without shame as he stepped back to yank on the chain hanging on the wall, the sound of the metal chains clanking and rattling filled the silence.

Your arms rose up, above and over your head, but left your feet perfectly planted onto the floor. You held your breath as Touya circled around you. "Remember, if you are uncomfortable with anything, tell me to stop, and I'll stop."

You nodded your head.

"Words, my love." He encouraged softly, standing in front of you again. "Words."

"Yes." You answered, breathlessly.

He started running his large, heated hand against your skin, getting you used to his touch again. You heard yourself whimper in a tone filled with excitement. You knew Touya had heard it. He lowered his hand to knead your right ass cheek, giving it a firm squeeze, then a hard smack, which echoed loudly within the cave, followed by your surprised, sharp exhale and pleasure cry. "Very good." He hummed, raising his tail and quickly followed it up with a snap on your left. "You liked that, didn't you, my little mate?" He grunts in pleasure, reaching around the front to grope, fondle one of your breasts, and rolling your nipple between his fingers. The other descended downward, past your stomach, patch of curls, and slid across your wet folds; pleased to find you soaking.

You moaned, nodding your head.

"Tell me what you want, my love." He whispered dark and huskily in your ear, sucking on the lobe, and gave a teasing nip. "Did you like being spanked like a naughty girl, my queen?"

"Yes." You fought to remain completely still, biting your bottom lip. "I want you to spank me again, Touya, please."

He raised his tail to crack it over your other nipple. Your soft whimpering cry sounded erotic, music to his and pierced pointed ears as he felt the valley between your legs become slicker. "That's my good girl," he purrs, nudging your thighs apart with his knees to replace his fingers with his hard, throbbing, and pierced cock, rubbing your lower lips with his shaft, thrusting his hips back and forth. Slow and sensual, rubbing the piercings just right against your heavily swollen clit, focusing on heating the metal without burning you. "Our wedding night was only the beginning, my love." He grunts, running a hand on the back of your head, gently forcing your head back to kiss, suck, and nibble on his claiming mark. "Such colorful wonders of pleasure and pain, blending together as we lose ourselves in each other's bodies."

The wet sounds filling the room surprised you, nearly distracting you from your dragon's petting and grinding. You couldn’t believe you were actually watching yourself become more needy and debauched in your mirror's image. His manhood soaked in your essence as he slowly eased himself into your pussy from behind. Your mouth opened wide, feeling his hardness poke and prod deep within your depths and soaking wet canal. Fucking you wide open, as an animalistic growl and groan of pleasure left his mouth, followed by a string of curses. “Ah, fuck, my love.” His whole body shook and trembled in ecstasy, eyes rolling into the back of his skull. “So warm, tight, perfect ‘n mine.”

Your grip tightened on the chains, threatening to hold yourself upright. Your own body trembling as you tried to remember to breathe. You felt full. You felt whole again. You wanted more. Wanted to fully give yourself to your dragon husband and mate again, never stop. Become one like this forever.

Touya raised a hand to cup your chin, guiding your face closer to his own to kiss you. The chains clinking with your combined movement as he thrusted harder into your core. A hand left you hip to give you clit much needed attention, petting and stroking, but his pace didn't falter, didn't slow down, it only increased with every single clench and flutter of your inner walls. "I feel that." He chuckled, breaking the kiss and growls. "Greedy, needy pussy wants my cum, already."

You moan, nodding your head. "Yes, I want it." You pant, thighs twitching. Your insides burning hotter, wetter, greedily sucking him in deeper, trying to hold him in place and tempt him to fill you up, claim your insides as his territory and fill your womb with his seed. "Paint my insides white, Touya, please." You feel his cock pulse, throb, harden and grow another inch? Oh my god, was that even possible?!

"Shit, keep talkin' like that, baby," Touya cursed, a pleasure grunt left his burnt and parched throat, voice lowering an octave and cracking. "You want my cum? Want me to impregnant you? Fill you up with my hell spawn and babies?" He heard the rush of his heart skipping a beat in joy as he continued petting your clit, rocking his hips and fucking into you harder, meaner and faster. The sound of his balls smack against your ass, skin slapping against skin echoed and became music to his ears. The thrill and thought of you round and swollen heavily with his child added fuel to the fire burning red hot within his veins.

"Yes!" You inheld deeply, hands clutching white knuckled on the chains. Wanting to face him. Kiss him and cling him to you as you fall apart. "I want your dragon babies, Touya!" You can already see it. A baby with cute wings, horns, perhaps a tail? Scales and human like. You prayed to any god up there listening that they would have their fathers' blue eyes.

Touya became drunk on your scent, your cunt squeezing him tight and just right. He could scent it. You were ready and ripe, ovulating. Willing. Your womb begging and ready to home and welcome his child. If he timed it right, he could get you pregnant right away. But the greedier side of him wanted you all to himself first, but on the other hand, he could never deny you. He'd fill you up, so good. Leave you dripping for days. Fuck you and make love to you again and again. No matter how long it too until his seed implanted and took root. His heartbeat grew stronger, his erection pulsed harder with each beat, his legs began to shake and his hips stutter. "Fuck, oh, fuck, I'm close, my love." He panted, eyes shutting tight, his claws sinking into the curve of your hip, leaving marking in their wake, drawing blood. "Where?"

"Inside!" You order without hesitation, rocked backward, fucking yourself on his dick and chasing after your orgasm, almost there. Hitting so deep. Arching your hips and back, standing on your tip toes. "There!" You cry, eyes rolling into the back of your head. "Oh my god, there!" You started to drool as Touya used unfurrowed his wing to replace his fingers, using the tip to dig harder, rubbing up and down on your clit. Clasping and clutching your hips in a possessive, claiming grip and pounding into you with new vigor.

Touya's eyes darted to the mirror on the wall. Focusing on your blissful, lustful expression, your flushed cheeks, your body and legs trembled, no sign of pain. Only pleasure. Lost and eager for more. Your lips parted to rewet your lips, drool falling from the corner of your kiss swollen mouth. He wanted to feel your lips wrapped around his cock as he devoured and feasted on your pussy. That mental image, combined with every sensitive tipped him over the edge. "Fuck, Y/n!"

You felt his hot, thick ropes of seed spill deep inside your inner walls. You didn't think you could climax after feeling the first spurt of his cum, but you did. Your insides fluttered, clamping down hard. Hard that Touya groaned and hissed from oversensitivity and pain, mixing into pleasure. He gave a few lazy, jerky thrust, then stopped, holding you tight, his chest pressed against your back as he kissed and sucked on his claiming bite. "Goddamn," he hissed and snarled into your skin, drawling blood.

You gave a weak, willed cry as your mind reeled from the aftershocks of your orgasm.

The two of you stayed together, stuck, panting, coming down from your joined high. Enjoying each other's bodies and after glow. Blissfully happy. Blissfully sore. Touya tightened his hold, bringing thier bodies closer together, releasing his bite to purr and lick the blood away. "You did well, my sweet." He praised, muttering in a smokey voice.

You laughed, voice low, rough and horse. "You-." You swallowed and tried again to continue. "You really surprised me."

An embarrassed blush erupted on his cheeks. "Thank you." He slowly and carefully pulled out, reached behind him without releasing you and lowering the chain, helped you face forward and unlocked the cuffs with his magic. A blue plume of smoke wrapped around your body as his fire ignited, covering your skin and healing your wounds.

Your dragon dragged you firmly against him to kiss you, cupping your jaw in his palm. "For what?" you muttered, dazed and love drunk.

"For loving me." Touya replied, his thumb brushing the apple of your cheek and threading a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "Never giving up on me and giving me another chance." His eyes grew moist and wet, ruby red tears threatened to fall. Your lips were glossy, temping him back and he did. "My love, my treasure," he groaned when you mouths touched; electricity and heat prickled over his sweaty covered skin. "My mate, my heart and queen." He pulled back from you. "My beloved wife."

---- end of part 3---

💙 Dragon Dabi x Princess Reader (One Shot) 1: The Dragons Promise 💙Part 2: The Dragons Bond 💙Part 4: Dragon Born

Songs I listened to while writing: Love is War by Nodoame, Nox Lux by Myth & Roid, Monster by EXO 

Damn, made it in time for Touya's birthday!

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His inner dragon bellowed, wishing to feel you within his scaled arms.

The teenage boy, died.

The fierce dragon's sorrow, fear and instincts for survival, self-preservation and longing to see you again kicked in. His pain and fear turned, twisted and morphed into something darker, deadlier, fueling his greed, hunger and rage.

Revenge.

Fire.

Destruction.

Rage.

If he can't have you.

He'll burn everything within all of creation into a smoldering pile of ashes and hell flame.

The orange glow, sparking deep within him became to change, burning hotter.

Blue.

His fire became blue.

This had become his rebirth.

The young boy died.

Dabi.

He became Dabi.

Cremation.

Death, ashes and fire.

Touya awakens from his nightmare.

He can't breathe properly.

His own voice caught in his burnt, chard throat.

His whole-body tense, locked-up tight. His old burn scars and wounds screaming. He shouldn't be able to feel them. He does. It's an old muscle memory that's been reawakened and activated to force himself awake. His body sweating heavy and profusely, hot, wet and sticky, soaking his clothes, the sheets and blankets which he'd kicked off in his doubts of fitful sleep. When he could finally breath new mouthful of air into his damaged lungs, calming himself down to grab the water pitcher filled with ice, cold water as he downed it. Not caring if its contents spilled, hitting his overheated, burning skin. His heart beating erratically against his ribcage.

Mindlessly, his slightly shaky hand searches for you in the dark.

He found nothing.

His moments of peace shattered.

His eyes snapped open. "Y/n?" Touya coughed, his voice weak and a low, gruff whisper.

Nothing.

"Y/n?" He called your name again.

He searched around the room, touching the bed again. It's cold. He quickly scents the air, frantically searching for any trace of your calming, sweet fragrance. "Y/n!" Touya yelled, starting to panic and scramble out of bed.

The sound of soft, quick footfalls reaches his ears.

There.

He caught it at last.

Your scent.

His mate, his lover, and queen.

Touya rushed towards the door and opened it, nearly pulling it off its hinges. His blue eyes ablaze and glowing a darker shade, dilated and pupils blown out wide. He quickly comes face-to-face with you. He quickly engulfs you in a tight embrace. "Y/n." He rasps, bloody tears wetting the corners and falling down his burn scarred, stapled cheeks. "Don't scare me like that." He whimpers.

You nuzzle your head into his chest, frowning. "Oh, Touya." You whisper, voice filled with guilt. "I'm sorry, if I'd known you were having another night terror at this hour, I would have stayed, but the twins needed me."

The dragon kin halflings protested, growling and wiggling within your arms.

Touya chuckled softly, pulled away to give you and both of his prides and joys enough room to breathe. "Mornin', my little spitfire and hellions."

Twins.

A boy and a girl.

Both had white hair, black horns, wings, and tails, black and blue dragon scales marrying their skin, which you adored. Their human form, adorable chubby cheeks, and smiling faces greeted him as the first rays of dawn broke across the early morning hours. The twins were cooing and babbling happily, then began to fuss the moment they saw their daddy. You laughed. "Hold on, hold on, you two." Their sets of criminal blue eyes were already staring with joy and child-like innocence. "Daddy might need a second." They stretched out their hands towards their father, wanting to switch between your arms for his.

Against your words, Touya easily scoops both dragon babes into his arms. "Nah," he winks, holding each one in each arm. "Y'er old man is built stronger than that." He smiled, truly smiled. Not a half-assed smile. A genuine smile that made your heart warm and tempted you to whisper into your dragon's ear that you wanted more children.

You shake your head, lean forward, and kiss his sweaty cheek, then his lips. "You need to go change." You frown. "I'll call a maid."

Touya twirls around, spinning the twins and making airplane noises, then heads towards the bed as the pair giggles and screeches in delight. Their cute voices saying in unison, "Dada! Dada!"

The twins were already a year old.

Their first name day was last week.

The whole realm celebrated.

Your family and his came with gifts to spoil them.

Your mother and his were delighted to hold them.

Your father was proud, grinning from ear to ear.

To think it has already been a year already. You thought happily.

As expected, it didn't take long before you two to get pregnant. Only two months into your marriage and already soon to be parents. The day you wanted to tell your parents first didn't exactly go how you wanted, but you suppose it couldn't be helped.

Not to mention how pushy the castles new physician had been or still is.

Father's health had slowly improved after several sessions with the castles new doctor.

A brunette named Kai Chisaki or Overhaul, who had taken over as Recovery Girl's position. A strange golden-eyed crow demon with an extreme fear of germs and disease, if it was an indication by his red and golden plague mask. He treated the sick, injured, and disabled royals, nobility, and commoners for a fee, of course.

Overhaul was quickly becoming the nation's most popular and highly sought-after doctor. Yet his loyalties were with the crown, given his oath. One of his requests had been to add his homeland of Mount Kurama to the nation's protection and territories, which your parents had easily granted.

After Overhaul healed your father. Restoring his internal organs with ease and moments of extreme pain, the winged, golden-eyed tengu set his eyes on you next. "My Lady, might I presume you and Prince Todoroki are expecting?" He said bluntly, not-so subtly asking, or not showing any sign of regret.

You blinked and blushed, jaw dropping. "W-Well." You closed your mouth, swallowed thickly as Touya wrapped his arm around your waist, being gentle and mindful of his hand placement. Your eyes darted immediately to his, searching for his approval and opinion. "We weren't going to announce anything yet."

Overhaul's unblinking stare didn't waver. He merely tilted his head, puzzled by why you wouldn't want to announce such an important thing. "Nonsense." His gaze shifted to your parents. "Surely, your majesty and her king consort would like to know the joyous news sooner, rather than later, correct?"

"Oh yes, please, it would mean the world to us." Your mother agreed, smiling brighter at the hopeful, joyous news.

Your father agreed. His blue eyes meet your own, "Only if you are comfortable with it, my starlight."

That was a very polite manner of says, pretty please. You thought to yourself. Sometimes you just wished your father would outright say his wishes more directly, then again, you had that annoying habit as well.

You stared at your parents. Your father looked happier, his face and body fuller, his cheeks were no longer hollow nor his eyes sunken. The blonde King's clothes actually fit his frame, which had become an insecurity of his after his recovery. Now, he adored a healthy amount of muscle and his rosy cheeks beaming with the same radiant smile you've always known. The black that had bled into the whites of his eyes was no longer black; they were white. "Alright." You nodded your head, intertwining your hand with Touya's clawed one. "But can Touya come with me, Sir Overhaul?" You asked politely, hopeful and nervously.

Overhaul stopped himself from rolling his eyes. "Of course, Princess." He replied, voice flat and monotone. The crow demon snapped on a new set of gloves, heading toward a private room in his new office. "This way, if you please."

You quickly began to notice that doctor smelled of citrus and disinfectant. Which he seemed to carry with him at all times. Or were you imagining the smell? Or was it your heightened senses, combined with pregnancy?

He examined you underneath Touya's watchful eyes.

He ignored your dragon's possessive growls when The Doctor had to touch you so intimately, touching your abdomen and then search around below, probing your lower lips and insides with his lubricated fingers. You were a blushing, hot and embarrassed mess. Recovery Girl had been your physician for years. Her and Touya had been the only ones to see you like this and now, Overhaul. It made you even more embarrassed. Which you no doubt, knew both dragon and tengu noticed.

Touya looked on the verge of ripping the tengu's head off.

And The Doctor? No, amount of embarrassment, shame and completely deadpan. Cold professionalism and focused concentration on his task as he covered your lowering half with a white sheet. He didn't say a word as he stood to his feet, went towards the water bison filled with warm water, citrus soap and disinfected his hands and washed them three times, remaining quiet until he was done. "As I suspected," Overhaul finally said, a hint of a smug smirk forming beneath his bird-like plague mask. "Congratulations, Princess. You are expecting."

You cried happy tears. "Oh, thank you, Doctor-"

Overhaul apparently wasn't finished, as he cut you off. "You are expecting twin heirs." He said, drying hand and snapping on a new set of gloves. "We won't know the gender until they are born, I'm afraid."

"Holy shit." Touya's blue eyes widened his time. "Are you serious?"

Overhaul blinked. "Completely, Prince Todoroki." He inwardly huffed. "This is no joking matter." The tengu's black feathered wings remain tucked behind him, clasping his hands behind his back and explained. "With our princess being heir to the throne and now your children become next in line to rule when they come of age. It's a very serious matter, my lord."

"Arrogant asshole." Touya clicked his tongue, standing and helping you redress, giving the doctor his back, unwrapping his wings to help give you privacy.

"Touya," You chastised lightly. "He's only doing his job."

"Doctor or not," Touya growled, "He's still a male and unmated." He helps you slip your underwear and dress over your head with ease, pausing to glare over his shoulder at Overhaul who was completely your medical cart at his desk.

"Correction," Overhaul said without moving his head. "I do have a wife." The doctors scribbling filled the silence.

Your interest was piqued. "Then where is she, if you don't mind me asking?" Touya offered you a hand and helped you stand.

"She tends to the house while I'm away," He replied, his thin brows furrowed in concentration. "However, she should be visiting within the next week or so."

"Why didn't you mention that you were mated?" Touya asked this time, wrapping an arm around you and gently guiding you back into his side. His hand instinctively, lay flat on your stomach, rubbing in slow circles and loving caresses. "The servant girls can't stop drooling over you." Touya rolled his eyes. "That's all we've heard for days." His heavy-lidded, lazy blue eyes lower to Overhaul's left hand. "You know with no ring on your ring and all."

Overhaul sighed, stopped writing, placed down his ink pen down onto the desk to begin unbuttoning a few buttons on his coat, vest and dress shirt, which took you by surprise. You watched him slipped a claws hand beneath the material and pulled out something, a crystal of some sort. "Is this proof enough, King Consort Todoroki?" Irritation slipping into his calm tone.

Stepped close in curiosity to look at the pretty green crystal without overcrowding him; whispers had quickly circulated that Overhaul hated being touched without his permission, which would result in earning his ire and outbursts of anger and fury. "What's that?" You ask. The crystal glowed a faint, beautiful emerald and ethereal glow in the sunlight. You noticed a lock of silver-white hair was incased in the middle.

"It our symbol of marriage." Overhaul said, placing it back underneath his clothes, then yanking the collar of both his tie and shirt down to expose a claiming mark, a bite mark of his own. "Or would this suffice your misplaced worries?"

Your blushed deeply, "I suppose so."

Touya examined the bite mark, tilting his head. "Ah, I see, a wolf stole you off the market, yeah?" His scarred mouth curled into a small smirk. "Damn." He whistles, the bite mark was deep, given the wolf's bite of passion and possession. "Must have been a hell of a strong one to have wrestled you, Overcrow."

Overhaul rebuttoned and straightened his clothes. "That is none of your business." He said coldly, standing and tearing off a piece of paper. "Now, I've written a list of restrictions and dietary needs, which I will copy and give to the head chief." He strolls towards you, out stretching his hand and waiting for you to take it. "Summon me, if you have any questions or concerns, Princess." His golden eyed stare met your own.

"Thank you, Overhaul." You took it and offered a small smile.

"It's my job." He turned, crossing the room, opening the door to his office, holding it open and gesturing with his free gloved hand for you two to leave. "I suggest you not get..." The brunette tengu paused thinking of how to say this next part without going into explicit detail. "Too rough during nighttime or more private activities." He said it completely straight faced.

It took you a second to read in between the lines. "O-Oh." You blushed furiously, raising a hand to cover you heated cheek. "We'll keep that in mind."

Touya narrowed his eyes; he didn't like that. "Are you saying I can't fuck my wife, doc?"

Your cheeks burned hotter. "Touya!"

Overhaul raised a thin brow. "Not at all, I said to be mindful with trying various positions and experimenting or being too rough." He lowered his outstretched arm to rub over the slight scar present on the corner of his forehead, which you didn't notice before. "Hormones and libido will spike, resulting in uncontrollable urges and lack of control." He explains. "As her mate your own sex drive will respond to hers." Lowering his and repeating for a third time; his tone firm. "Be careful."

Touya escorted you out, but you stopped in your tracks. "Wait." You half turn to face Overhaul as he started to close the door, who paused to hear your request.

"Yes?" He sounded as if he had expected questions to immediately come flying out of your mouth.

"How did you know its twins?" You asked softly, you didn't think he'd lie about it.

"I sensed their heartbeats." Overhaul explained simply. "It took a lot of concentration given the early stages of their fetal development." He remained quiet, waiting for you to ask more.

"Thank you, Doctor." You smiled, facing forward and grabbed Touya's hand. You were giddy. Your nerves were twisted into thick and heavy knots, fearing you had been mistaken about being pregnant, even if, Touya said he knew. Mentioned that your scent and pheromones had changed. "Twins, Touya can you imagine?" You gushed, leaning into his side and laying your head on your shoulder.

"Two little dragon hybrids running round and driving my old man up the walls." He chuckled, lips curling into a smirk. His blue eyes sparkling with mischief and amusement. "Perfect, my love." His heartrate quickens and thumped harder.

You laugh. "You mean stubborn and hyper?" You tease lightly, poking his hard and stappled, scarred chest. "Don't think I haven't forgotten how much you were bouncing off the walls as a kid during training and hunting or ate too much sugar."

Touya's face grew flushed and rosy. "Why'd you have to bring that up?"

Your grin widens. "Because I can."

Instead of leading you towards the throne room.

Touya snuck you two back into your childhood room to celebrate the special occasion before announcing your pregnancy. By taking you to your old bed, which he wanted to ruin and decorate with your combined scents and essence on its virgin sheets.

"Wh-" You moan, fingers tangled in his hair and the other grasping the sheets. "Touya, slow... ah~ Down."

"I am, my love." Touya chuckled, his voice low, raspy, filled with a feral and carnal need. "This is a happy occasion." He spreads your legs open, grips your inner thighs tight, and possessively as he tears your panties away to shove his head against your already wet and dripping sex. "Then we can mate here." He shifts to unbuckle his pants, shoving them down his thighs to free his erection and stroke himself. His pleasure groans and growls vibrate and stimulate against your wet folds and pussy.

He's desperate to fuck. Become one again. He's so happy. He's so excited and pent up.

"We made love before we left," you whine, watching him greedily devour you.

Touya lets out a half-amused laugh. "You should know better than anyone." He grunts between your legs, licking another thick, fat stripe of your arousal and juices with his warm tongue. "The lusts and greed of a dragon are never enough, my love."

Your fingers and nails digging into his scalp and tugged harder on his hair, which spurred him on.

Your combined moans and pleasure groans bouncing and echoing off the stone walls.

Being pregnant your sex drive is higher.

You are needier and sensitive to his tongue, touches and smell.

Your peak hits harder and faster than normal. "Oh gods, Touya!" You tremble and quake beneath him. Your hips and back arching off the bed as you spasm and give a high pitches pleasure cry.

Touya growls, continuing to lap up his prize and furiously stroking and palming himself. "I need to be back inside, my mate." He pants, pulling away and bringing your limp and boneless body closer to him as he crawls onto the bed.

Spreading your thick thighs apart to wedge himself between them, peppering kisses in his wake. Kneading your breasts, redecorating skin with love nips, bites and kisses all over every inch of skin he could get ahold of.

"Touya, my love." You kiss him and hold him close, pawing and clawing at him to be back inside, filling you up. "I need you." Chest heaving, panting and mewing with carnal need and ablaze hellfire. "Please."

His breathing was harsh by the time he grabs ahold of his cock, rubbing the leaking tip to your entrance. "I won't make you wait," thrusting his hip forward, savoring your tight sheath welcoming him, wet, dripping and tight. He purrs and growls, blue eyes dilated and focusing on his length disappearing inside you. "My needy pregnant wife." He sinks home with a low, hard, deep thrust. "Two little dragon hell spawns." His eyes roll into the back of his head, and his feral smirk widens. "Already halfway there to beating my shitting old man's record." His cock is pulsing hotter, harder. "Such a beautiful and perfect cunt."

"Yes, two babies." You rake your nails down his chest and his back, stroke his horns and caress his wings, knowing how much your dragon loved to be pampered back.

He's had a full year to know your body perfectly.

What makes you melt against him.

What makes you cry to the heavens, begging and moaning for more.

And how exactly to make you come and cream all of his dick, or a simple bite and curl of his fingers.

His clothed chest pressed against yours, his heavy breathing brushing and fanning hot puffs of air against your neck, purposeful on his claiming mark. His desperate attempt to remain slow and gentle can only be held back for so long before his instincts take over. Needing you deeper, hard, faster. Flat against him and the bed. Bend over or hover in the air as he pounds into you without mercy, without breaks or shame. Of course, your body doesn’t care if you are too tired or not. His own dragon's greed slipping beneath your own skin. His need becomes yours. His lusts and sexual appetite becomes yours. Yours inner walls clench and squeeze, trying to keep him nestled inside your core.

Curse him for noticing right away. "Oh? My wife's pussy doesn't seem to be complaining." He groans, leaning forward to stick his tongue out and capture one of your hard nipples poking through your dress, clamps, and sucking hard. You can practically hear the smugness. The impish grin formed on his lips. "Squeezin' my cock nice 'n tight." He moans, his length twitching and throbbing in response. "Beggin' to filled with more of my cum... my hatchlings."

"I blame you." You blush heavily.

"C'mere, my love." He shifts backwards to sit on the bed, dragging your connected body with him, his clasp on your hips lessens to knead and find purchase on the meat of your ass. "I must refill her properly as a thank you gift." He spreads your legs wider, buckling his hips beneath you to thrust upwards, helping you bounce in his lap. Slow, deep, and hard tugs. Each buck and grind hits deep inside, deliciously perfect.

You moan and take over, tilting your head back, pressing your breasts in his face and bouncing in his lap. "We- ah, gotta hurry." You pant, nearly smothering in your chest. "Our parent will want to hear the news."

"Let'em wait." Touya replies, ripping your dress to free your beautiful breasts. "Not til I've had my fill of you." Sticking his tongue past his scarred lips to lick and suckle on your sensitive nipples and nuzzle his face against them. "Soon your tits will fill with milk for our babes." He pants in excitement, drooling and sucking harder. "I'll want a taste too." He rolls his hips upward harder, faster. "I'll crave and hunger for it." He managed to say after another ragged breath and deep long inhale.

"You are going to have to share me with them, Touya." You say in-between moans and giggles.

"Not until they are born I don't." He fires back; a possessive beastly growl leaves from deep within his throat.

"Greedy, spoiled dragon." You bring him into a kiss filled with tongues and passion.

"Always," Touya answers breathlessly.

A quick session turned into an hour.

You and Touya ran in haste towards the throne room, furiously readjusting your hair and clothes to tell your parents the joyous news. Of course, your parents weren't alone. Your siblings. your father-in-law and mother-in-law, siblings-in-law, and Overhaul were all present. Waiting.

You and Touya were late.

You had no doubt that Overhaul and your In-Laws could smell your beloved husband's scent and seed all over you.

Overhaul rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Our first grandchild, my starlight, is it true?" Your father stands from his throne.

Rei and your mother rushed towards you with absolute joy on their faces.

"I can't wait to see him or her." Your mother gushes with delight, beaming.

"Yes, we are pregnant." You nodded your head, trying to fight off the heat of a blush threatening to spread across your flushed face.

You swear, a hint of a proud smile twitched across King Endeavors face.

"Congratulations, daughter." King Endeavor said politely.

"Thank you -" You smile and start to reply, but no. Touya has to steal the moment.

"Twins." He cuts in, without warning. Smug smile cracked high against his scarred, stitched mouth. He pulls you into his side and holds up two clawed fingers, "We have twins." His blue eyes slide to Overhaul's. "If you don't believe us, ask The Doc."

Everyone freezes and turns towards the tengu doctor.

"Is this true, Overhaul?" Fuyumi asks, practically buzzing with excitement. Given the female dragon kins love for children and helping to raise Shoto while their mother was sick and bedridden, it makes perfect sense.

Overhaul's mask of stoicism did not break. "Yes, the princess and her king consort are blessed with twin halflings." He gave a nod of acknowledgement.

Hence Overhaul had become heavily strict the moment he announced you were pregnant.

You came back to find Touya reading the twins a story from your beloved book of fairy tales and pillow fort directly in front of your wedding dress in the attic.

Himiko, your little girl sat in her daddy's lap staring at the picures while holding a stuffed dragon, so quiet. So sweet.

And your little boy, Hikaru. So exegetic and afraid of nothing sat on his daddy's shoulders, tiny hand gripping tight onto his father's horn and nibbling on a cold carrot.

You leaned against the doorway, drinking in the homey and domestic sight. Touya and your babies. You smile to yourself and absentmindedly rub your stomach. "Where are you three into the story?

Touya and your little dragon halflings all raise their heads, smiling at you.

"Welcome baby, my love." Touya places a bookmark within the book and sets it aside.

The pair of twin's squeals in excitement, reaching for you.

You notice their eyes dropping down onto your stomach as you approach. You giggle to yourself. Of course, they knew. You stroll towards them as Touya makes room. "Which story is it today my dragons?" You smile.

"Sapsorrow." Touya says, reopening the book to continue.

"It's my favorite." You giggle, cupping his face and giving him a sweet and tender kiss.

Touya rolls his eyes. "I know." He scoffs, shaking his head. "I was worried you would disappear the moment I gave you my ring that night."

"Excuse me," you exclaimed. "Who disappeared on whom?" You played your hands on your hips.

You gave each of your babies a kiss on the forehead as they squirmed to get out of their daddies arms and into yours.

Each baby placing a hand on your belly.

Hikaru looks protective, a tiny growl leaving his mouth over the carrot.

Himiko nuzzles against you and gave your belly a kiss.

"Baby," the twins said at the same time.

You and Touya blink.

"What?" Touya's blue turquoise gems widened in surprise. "There first word."

"Baby!" Himiko and Hikaru repeated.

Touya reached out and placed another in-between the twins. "We are another hatchling coming?" His smile was infectious.

"Yes, my love." You lean forward to kiss his cheek. "I just came back from Overhaul's office." You noticed Touya's lips twitch. That possessive itch crawling to the surface. "Oh, don't give me that, Touya." You sigh. "He's our doctor." you press lighting, kissing the tense pout off his face. "I wanted him to see me before he has to return home and deliver his own child soon."

"His tengu and wolf hybrid." Touya relaxed his posture, smirking. "Ours will always be the cutest."

"Of course." You place your hand on top of his, interlacing your fingers.

There was a pause.

"How many little hatchings this time?" Touya asks softly, his gaze hopeful. Hoping for another set of twins or more. Just to beat his dad out of spite.

"Just one this time, my love." You told him sheepishly.

Touya's smile grew. "That's alright." He whispered, leaning forward to nuzzle and growl breathlessly into your ear. "We can always keep trying for more."

"How many are you even wanting?" You shiver and bite your lips, trying to hold in a gasp from leaving your mouth.

The twins were still fascinated with your belly and their new unborn sibling.

And yet you didn't want Touya to become to handsy in front of them.

So, he would take to dropping them off with their nanny or grandparents to steal you away to the furthest and darkest corner of the bedroom or deep within his secret hoard beneath the castle.

Trying to remain quiet turned out to be challenging at times.

Not to mention these past few weeks when his seasonal rut kicked in. He didn't want to let go, even when you tried to crawl away to check in on the twins. Touya would wrap his tail around your waist. "Can't go yet." Groping your chest and snake a hand between your legs to restoke the fires of lust and desire. "My balls are still full, and my cock is so hard for you, my naughty queen."

Needless to say, you weren't surprised when you felt sick this morning.

"Five or six." Touya shrugged, standing when he notices the children had crawled towards the glass case holding your wedding dress. The jewels sown into the dress catching their interest. They didn't the same thing as their father whenever they saw your wedding and engagement ring or your pearl necklace or tiara. "A litter, at most." He bends down to help you up before sneaking over to pick up the twins.

You shake your head. "You are not the one birthing all of these babies, Touya." You say that, but you can't stay mad at him.

"True, but I thank you every day for accepting me." Touya hands you Himiko to shove his hand into his pocket and produced a strand of diamonds, pearls and alexandrite necklace. "Happy anniversary."

You stared down at the necklace. "Oh, Touya." You were so busy that you had forgotten what today was. The anniversary he had first given you, his ring. "You remembered?"

He stepped forward to wipe away the happy tears falling down your face. "Of course, I would." Touya tilted your face up with his thumb and forefinger. "It's the day I asked you to officially become mine." He kissed you, then pressed his forehead onto yours. "Thank you." He whispered softly, moisture stinging his eyes. "For loving me. For giving me a second chance and our babies." His hand falls to your stomach, running his thumb over the new child growing within.

"I will fall in love with you over and over again." You wipe away the trail of bloody tears falling down, noting your children turning their attention to give him a hug. Such sympathetic little darlings. "Doesn't matter how, where or when." You cradle his cheek in your hand. "You will always be mine."

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Of course, our favorite couple had beautiful twins! They would become protective of their mother and younger sibling.

Not gonna lie, Touya's nightmare made me cry. I had it saved from the last chapter. I figured I'd give our couple a moment's bliss and happily ever after. They deserve it.

Yes, I snuck Kai and Mary in again 🤣 as tiny cameos. Pff, Touya being jealous and protective of his beloved getting a physical exam by Overhaul would crack me up.

Did anyone get Epic the musical reference? The song has been on my playlist all week and given our lovebirds story, it fits them so well.

Songs I listened to while writing: Remembrance by MYTH & ROID, Would You Fall in Love with Me Again - Epic the musical

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