Hyperfixation Central

Dan Heng's face flushes, and he knows yours probably is too which is why you've occupied yourself with the water before bringing it up. It's not the first time you've gone swimming together, even the more intimate kind you're hinting at right now. He almost finds it embarassing how easily his mind can conjure an image of the way the water pooled around your hips in one of the Xianzhou's gardens.

Without a word, you get your answer when he starts shedding the outer layers of his clothes; back turned to you. Your eyes are instinctively drawn when he lifts his shirt off, exposing the muscles of his back.

"I thought you said you wanted to swim." He looks over his shoulder, and you whip your head the other way.

"Yeah, yeah…right." You face the other direction as you undo the fastens of your own clothes. You drop every article of clothing into a pile on the grass until you're left with nothing to stop the night air from brushing over every inch of your skin.

A tap to your shoulder. "Ready?"

The bank of the pond gently slopes into the water. The minute you make contact with the water, a shiver runs up your spine. It's far colder than you imagined, but you suck it up until the two of you have waded in up to your thighs.

"You doing alright?" Dan Heng cocks a head at the way you shake. Teal eyes take in how goosebumps raise across your skin, lingering a little longer on your chest where your nipples stand out; hardened by the chill.

"Fine—doing absolutely fine…" You see the upturn to his lips at how shaky your answer comes out. Curse him and his affinity for cold water.

"Let me know when you're ready to get out."

"Well, maybe I can get you to tap out first!" Your hand scoops through the water, splashing some of it towards him, which he does shiver at. "Aha, so you're not immune!"

Dan Heng's tail flicks up to send his own spray of revenge your way. You squeal as the droplets fall on you, jumping back to prepare your next attack. Laughter and splashes fill the stillness as you take turns both throwing and taking hits.

"Tired yet?" Dan Heng teases after aiming one right at your stomach.

"Hey, don't count me out just yet," You say, although slightly panting. Your boyfriend wades through the water to reach you, pulling you to lean against his chest.

"If you surrender, we can move on to warming you up."

Persuasion, huh. A dirty trick to get you to give up the win. You don't believe yourself one to fall for such things until you feel something poke your thigh. Your eyes widen when you realize it may be an even dirtier trick than you'd initially thought.

You take a deep breath before daring to look down. Now, because of his Vidyadhara nature, two dicks isn't unfamiliar to you, but they look so much bigger now. Almost in a trance, you hand trails downward to run over his length. A shaky moan as his head falls on your shoulder sends a flash of heat between your legs. He's always been sensitive, but now just one touch has his tail circling around your thigh to bring your hips flush with his.

You nearly think he's going to start fucking your thighs, but Dan Heng has nothing if not restraint. Instead, he pulls you into a kiss while guiding you back to the bank. As you step just out of the water's reach, he leans over for his jacket to place on the grass before laying you down on it. Your hands grip his hair as he leans back into your lips, exploring the base of his newfound horns which earns you a moan from your typically stoic boyfriend.

His hands on your hips, gentle yet firm are familiar, but you gasp when his tail starts stroking up and down your thigh.

"Sorry," He murmurs into your mouth.

"Why…?" You part for a moment, playing with his hair while you look up at him.

"…because I'm a little different now." You sigh, pulling him down so his forehead leans against yours.

"But you're still Dan Heng, which means you're still mine and I still love you." Reaching down, you twirl the tip of his tail around your fingers before guiding it between your thighs.

"What did I ever do to deserve you?" He breathes warm against you lips.

The scales of his tail rub over your clit; the pleasure causing your legs to splay open. Dan Heng moves to littering kisses and bites to your breasts; the alternation continually keeping you guessing while his tail gathers the slick of your pussy, close to penetrating you but not enough to satisfy. His fingers only touch your folds when he wants to assess whether you're ready to take him.

"Dan Heng…" You gasp into the open air, hips lifting to grind against his cocks. "Please…"

As requested, his tail falls away to be replaced by the tip of his cock prodding your dripping pussy. When you look down, you see one ready to enter you while the other lies heavy on your clit.

"No, no, no," You whine.

"What's wrong?" Dan Heng caresses your cheek, worry flickering through his gaze.

"Put both in."

And he thinks his heart is about to drop out of his chest.

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

"Let me take it…let me take you." In that moment, Dan Heng thinks his heart really has slipped between his ribs. Maybe it has fallen down into your chest. It does belong to you after all.

He captures you in another kiss as the heads of his cocks push into you. Slowly, gently, cautiously. It isn't just being filled—your walls stretch to accomodate both cocks, taking every inch he's willing to give you. Once he's fully in, you can feel ribbing bordering on scales at the base, brushing against your entrance just enough that you know the friction will make you lose every thought in your head once he gets going.

"Ready?" He whispers.

"Can't wait any longer, Dan Heng…"

Just when you thought the feeling of having two thick cocks inside you was pleasurable, having them move makes you see stars. You don't think there's any spot inside you that has been left untouched. Your head lolls every time he thrusts and uses up every inch of your pussy. Your thighs start to shake, but Dan Heng keeps you steady with a hand on one and his tail curled around the other. His free hand brushes the hair out of your face so he can get a better look at you coming undone in the moon's light.

"I think—ah—" Your warning is cut short by a choked moan and you squeezing him for dear life. The rush of warmth over his lengths mixed with the way you milk him has Dan Heng accidentally sinking his teeth into your shoulder. His teeth are sharper. You hadn't noticed. The sting only prolongs your pleasure while he spills two loads of cum into you.

"You alright?" Your boyfriend asks after easing his dragon cocks out of you.

"Mhm, it was worth it." You give him a crooked smile. "Although, I think you might have to carry me back to the Express."

"Let's clean you up first." He lifts you into his lap, pulling his jacket from underneath you. It's already seen both of your arousal spilled onto it, so using it as a makeshift cloth for now should be no problem. He reaches over to dip it into the pond before gently running it over your skin. You lean in closer to him with a shiver, especially when it touches your sensitive folds.

"Still cold," You pout to his amusement.

"We'll get some tea when we get back to the Express." He puts his pants back on before lifting you into his arms. You carry the rest of your discarded clothes; the pile providing some sort of cover without you having to put on something that will cling to your wet skin.

Silence filled the space between you. Your skin prickled, suddenly all too aware of exactly where he'd been staring all this time. Surely you'd heard wrong, Zandik had barely seemed interested in platonic relationships, and you'd certainly never caught any hint of physical desire behind those carmine eyes.

He straightened up in his chair, the movement breaking you out of your stupor. Were you supposed to have said something? Had it been a question? Maybe you were tired and that's how you'd mis-

"They look bigger," Zandik held up his hands and made a groping motion with his fingers, "more full."

Instinct finally caught up and you shifted uncomfortably, reaching up to tug at your uniform. It didn't even have a low cut.

He tilted his head curiously, the quick flicker of his eyes back down making your cheeks heat up faster than they already were.

"What? Not big on compliments?" Zandik crossed his arms in front of his chest, clicking his tongue while you floundered for a reply.

"You- that's not a compliment!" You hated how your voice cracked. The sound of blood rushing was all you could hear for a moment, thinking you might actually pass out from sheer embarrassment.

He merely scoffed, finally brushing those teal strands away from his face. "Of course it is."

"It's creepy! Don't comment on peoples bodies! Why are you even staring there in the first place?!" At least today you'd suggested studying at your dorm instead of the House of Daena or, archons forbid, at a café in town.

Zandik twirled a pen, not even bothering to listen to your reprimand. "Right right. I'm staring 'cuz I like them, dimwit."

Your heart skipped a beat, eyes going so wide it felt like they'd pop right out of your head. The next moment was like seeing an impossible transformation take place, like Zandik realised a stream of consciousness had been spoken out loud.

He looked off to the side, teeth bared in a sneer. "The curvature has a pleasant slope from a purely aesthetic perspective.."

"An aesthetic perspective.." Your arms were still tightly wrapped in front of your chest.

Zandik tried to clear his throat, eyes dropping down to the compendium that had sat untouched by him for nearly an hour by now. Not even after flipping through several pages did his ears show any sign of getting less red.

"Think of it as scientific inquiry," he began, voice significantly less sharp now, "I'm unfamiliar with the experience of having two large glands stuck to the front of my chest."

You scrunched your nose at his choice of words but didn't interrupt. It clearly irked him that you remained silent, taking a deep breath while running his fingers through his hair.

"I'm simply curious about the structure, the weight, the give, the uhm-..." he gestured once more, palms up as he first imitated the motion of lifting something gently before turning his hands, pinching his index finger and thumb together and tugging at air.

Something traitorous fluttered in your stomach.

It barely took any time at all from you'd sighed out a little 'go ahead' to Zandik had tossed you onto the bed and climbed on top, slender fingers clumsily tugging and pulling at any fabric until your chest was bare. You'd barely had time to gasp, everything a blur until his hands had trembled just above your naked breasts.

His palms were warm, the touch exploratory and gentle at first. Little squeezes, moving the soft flesh beneath his hand, thumbs brushing over your nipples.

When the first soft breath left your lips, something in his eyes changed. Zandik looked almost feral when he repeated the movement, rolling your nipples between his fingers until you were squirming beneath him and grasping at his robes.

"So fucking soft.." He squeezed hard, pain shooting through your nerves and making your back arch.

"C-careful.."

You weren't sure if he even heard you, continuing to bury his fingers into the pliant flesh hard enough that you found yourself wondering how badly you'd bruise.

Zandik leaned down, and your pulse picked up immediately, eyes fluttering in anticipation of a kiss. Instead, overwhelming heat washed through you as Zandik's lips closed around one sensitive peak, tongue messily lapping at everything he could reach.

The suction felt like too much paired with sharp teeth scratching at your skin. Zandik moaned against your skin, one hand still squeezing and tugging at your other breast.

Small thanks left his lips between little groans and nips at your flesh. You didn't even realise that his free hand had slipped beneath his clothes before he came, biting down hard on your breast while his hips jerked with enough force to rattle the bed.

Zandik looked utterly spent as he collapsed on top of you, tongue peeking out and continuing to lap at your skin. A quiet chuckle left him when you grunted in protest, unwilling to push him off entirely because of how unreasonably sweet he looked.

"Next time," he panted, "I want to see how they feel against my cock."

Dan Heng's face flushes, and he knows yours probably is too which is why you've occupied yourself with the water before bringing it up. It's not the first time you've gone swimming together, even the more intimate kind you're hinting at right now. He almost finds it embarassing how easily his mind can conjure an image of the way the water pooled around your hips in one of the Xianzhou's gardens.

Without a word, you get your answer when he starts shedding the outer layers of his clothes; back turned to you. Your eyes are instinctively drawn when he lifts his shirt off, exposing the muscles of his back.

"I thought you said you wanted to swim." He looks over his shoulder, and you whip your head the other way.

"Yeah, yeah…right." You face the other direction as you undo the fastens of your own clothes. You drop every article of clothing into a pile on the grass until you're left with nothing to stop the night air from brushing over every inch of your skin.

A tap to your shoulder. "Ready?"

The bank of the pond gently slopes into the water. The minute you make contact with the water, a shiver runs up your spine. It's far colder than you imagined, but you suck it up until the two of you have waded in up to your thighs.

"You doing alright?" Dan Heng cocks a head at the way you shake. Teal eyes take in how goosebumps raise across your skin, lingering a little longer on your chest where your nipples stand out; hardened by the chill.

"Fine—doing absolutely fine…" You see the upturn to his lips at how shaky your answer comes out. Curse him and his affinity for cold water.

"Let me know when you're ready to get out."

"Well, maybe I can get you to tap out first!" Your hand scoops through the water, splashing some of it towards him, which he does shiver at. "Aha, so you're not immune!"

Dan Heng's tail flicks up to send his own spray of revenge your way. You squeal as the droplets fall on you, jumping back to prepare your next attack. Laughter and splashes fill the stillness as you take turns both throwing and taking hits.

"Tired yet?" Dan Heng teases after aiming one right at your stomach.

"Hey, don't count me out just yet," You say, although slightly panting. Your boyfriend wades through the water to reach you, pulling you to lean against his chest.

"If you surrender, we can move on to warming you up."

Persuasion, huh. A dirty trick to get you to give up the win. You don't believe yourself one to fall for such things until you feel something poke your thigh. Your eyes widen when you realize it may be an even dirtier trick than you'd initially thought.

You take a deep breath before daring to look down. Now, because of his Vidyadhara nature, two dicks isn't unfamiliar to you, but they look so much bigger now. Almost in a trance, you hand trails downward to run over his length. A shaky moan as his head falls on your shoulder sends a flash of heat between your legs. He's always been sensitive, but now just one touch has his tail circling around your thigh to bring your hips flush with his.

You nearly think he's going to start fucking your thighs, but Dan Heng has nothing if not restraint. Instead, he pulls you into a kiss while guiding you back to the bank. As you step just out of the water's reach, he leans over for his jacket to place on the grass before laying you down on it. Your hands grip his hair as he leans back into your lips, exploring the base of his newfound horns which earns you a moan from your typically stoic boyfriend.

His hands on your hips, gentle yet firm are familiar, but you gasp when his tail starts stroking up and down your thigh.

"Sorry," He murmurs into your mouth.

"Why…?" You part for a moment, playing with his hair while you look up at him.

"…because I'm a little different now." You sigh, pulling him down so his forehead leans against yours.

"But you're still Dan Heng, which means you're still mine and I still love you." Reaching down, you twirl the tip of his tail around your fingers before guiding it between your thighs.

"What did I ever do to deserve you?" He breathes warm against you lips.

The scales of his tail rub over your clit; the pleasure causing your legs to splay open. Dan Heng moves to littering kisses and bites to your breasts; the alternation continually keeping you guessing while his tail gathers the slick of your pussy, close to penetrating you but not enough to satisfy. His fingers only touch your folds when he wants to assess whether you're ready to take him.

"Dan Heng…" You gasp into the open air, hips lifting to grind against his cocks. "Please…"

As requested, his tail falls away to be replaced by the tip of his cock prodding your dripping pussy. When you look down, you see one ready to enter you while the other lies heavy on your clit.

"No, no, no," You whine.

"What's wrong?" Dan Heng caresses your cheek, worry flickering through his gaze.

"Put both in."

And he thinks his heart is about to drop out of his chest.

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

"Let me take it…let me take you." In that moment, Dan Heng thinks his heart really has slipped between his ribs. Maybe it has fallen down into your chest. It does belong to you after all.

He captures you in another kiss as the heads of his cocks push into you. Slowly, gently, cautiously. It isn't just being filled—your walls stretch to accomodate both cocks, taking every inch he's willing to give you. Once he's fully in, you can feel ribbing bordering on scales at the base, brushing against your entrance just enough that you know the friction will make you lose every thought in your head once he gets going.

"Ready?" He whispers.

"Can't wait any longer, Dan Heng…"

Just when you thought the feeling of having two thick cocks inside you was pleasurable, having them move makes you see stars. You don't think there's any spot inside you that has been left untouched. Your head lolls every time he thrusts and uses up every inch of your pussy. Your thighs start to shake, but Dan Heng keeps you steady with a hand on one and his tail curled around the other. His free hand brushes the hair out of your face so he can get a better look at you coming undone in the moon's light.

"I think—ah—" Your warning is cut short by a choked moan and you squeezing him for dear life. The rush of warmth over his lengths mixed with the way you milk him has Dan Heng accidentally sinking his teeth into your shoulder. His teeth are sharper. You hadn't noticed. The sting only prolongs your pleasure while he spills two loads of cum into you.

"You alright?" Your boyfriend asks after easing his dragon cocks out of you.

"Mhm, it was worth it." You give him a crooked smile. "Although, I think you might have to carry me back to the Express."

"Let's clean you up first." He lifts you into his lap, pulling his jacket from underneath you. It's already seen both of your arousal spilled onto it, so using it as a makeshift cloth for now should be no problem. He reaches over to dip it into the pond before gently running it over your skin. You lean in closer to him with a shiver, especially when it touches your sensitive folds.

"Still cold," You pout to his amusement.

"We'll get some tea when we get back to the Express." He puts his pants back on before lifting you into his arms. You carry the rest of your discarded clothes; the pile providing some sort of cover without you having to put on something that will cling to your wet skin.