The Dragon Lord's Aide Wants to Quit [BL]-Chapter 316: Nature’s Oversight (M)
One could say that nature had always allowed everyone a peek at its majesty by leaving behind mysteries and miracles to marvel at.
Like how volcanoes could suddenly grow in the middle of existing vegetable fields, or how rainbow colored trees would exist, much to everyone’s surprise.
Then, of course, there was the very presence of life that seemed too complex and specific just to be mistaken as an accident.
There were so many things to gawk at, and most of them had been identified by the ever-curious population of Eryndra. But it seemed they neglected to include what should have been a major mystery and miracle.
His twig’s perfect ass.
Specifically, that sphincter that Kael, Dragon Lord of Eryndra, was particularly and privately marveling at.
His twig hadn’t made it a secret that he was starting to think it may not have been the best idea to introduce such a thing to Kael after the golden dragon had woken up from his momentous but extremely powerful stupor.
The golden dragon had been stupefied when Riley opened his legs like he was inviting him.
The grand gate was open in a way that he hadn’t seen before, and that was saying a lot considering how he made sure to memorize everything he could see.
But this. Just what was happening?
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Then again, Kael and his mind blown brain actually wouldn’t be too far off from the truth, as Riley had really intended to do such a thing.
He figured they could do that much. And while they needed to be careful about what would go in there, he was certain something needed to end up inside him, or neither of them would make it to tomorrow.
And what kind of newlyweds would they be when he, who actually wanted to give himself to his mate, couldn’t do just that, especially when the hardness before him was more than just tempting?
So Riley was planning to use everything he had learned—from sources that shouldn’t be identified—so they could both experience something unique today.
It was just that Riley wanted to berate all those sources for not being thorough in their descriptions and for failing to expound exactly how it would feel to have someone’s tongue where the sun doesn’t fucking shine.
"HAAA—!"
"...Hngh!"
Fuck!
That would be the third time Riley bucked his hip up in the last two minutes.
Yes. It had been two minutes that had felt like forever in the books of Riley, whose body felt like he himself was the incarnation of fire and nerves.
More than that, it was as if he’d personified nerves for the whole two minutes since Kael had learned he could use his tongue to thoroughly and utterly defeat him.
But it wasn’t like he just started turning mush two-some minutes ago.
No.
Riley started descending into madness and intense decadence the moment Kael planted himself on the bed before pushing up his face in between his mate’s legs.
"H-hey! Kael, I don’t think there’s a need to be that close, you know...?" Riley chuckled despite being oh so flushed.
He was extremely aroused, but he still had reservations about things, just as any other person.
It didn’t matter how he’d always wash up like that day could be the day since he and Kael started being more intimate daily, but even then, he still had a sense of human propriety that wasn’t easy to take out.
Yes. He was also aware of how contradictory such a statement was for someone who didn’t even need a magic word to open up.
But such naysayers could complain after they themselves have tried having a dragon lord use his long, deft, and precise fingers to tug their inner thighs taut so that he could very well see what Riley had been allegedly hiding.
Obviously, they wouldn’t be able to try it with his dragon lord, but such people would be welcome to wait for the next life as Riley whimpered instinctively.
"Hnngh...!"
"!!!"
Kael pushed his mate’s thighs open after they reflexively shut closed when he used his thumb to ever so gently press at the outer ring.
It was gentle, a major contradiction to Kael’s extremely tense and taut body. It was as if all the gentleness he could muster in this lifetime had been used to press on the beloved hole.
"Riley... this—what do you mean for us to do with this?" The dragon lord asked with a voice that sounded suspiciously shaky.
It was as if he couldn’t believe his mate was showing him this when this hole should have been the most protected part, today of all days.
Kael’s resolve had been extremely serious earlier, but short of his body pulsating and transforming, he was certain it would be extremely difficult to refuse anything if his mate decided to tempt him with this.
Because even now, it was taking everything in him not to devour him every time the sphincter twitched.
And his mate’s moans of pleasure weren’t helping when all he had done was to touch as reverently as he could.
Only with his thumb. Unfortunately, only with his thumb.
But the golden dragon, who momentarily envisioned self-castration to keep his mate alive, almost fainted when his twig actually said in the most casual way possible that he, a powerful golden dragon, could most definitely enter today.
"?!"
Just with something ancient dragons likely never bothered to do.
"I know we can’t exactly go all the way, but there are other ways to do it."
Kael looked up in attention, and the man who never liked being looked down on actually liked how his mate’s eyes shone from where he sat.
"You can use your fingers..."
"!"
"Uhm, and if you’re not really into that, we could even use a toy." Riley looked like he was ready to combust as he admitted getting one to practice on in preparation for his mate’s treasure of a shaft.
As expected, Kael’s eyes shifted upon hearing that because he wasn’t certain why a toy would be involved in his mate’s most private part.
How could a toy dare come next to what was his?
Then Riley, in an attempt to diffuse the situation, said, "Or your mouth. If it’s not those, then your mouth!"
Maybe he shouldn’t have blurted it out like that.
Maybe he could have introduced that after several centuries.
Because Riley didn’t expect that Kael—who had momentarily stiffened after hearing such divine revelations—would immediately put his mouth where his desire was.
And the poor first timer almost passed out.
Nerves upon nerves, upon nerves.
Everything fired when Kael first licked him.
Riley’s legs almost gave out.
He fell back onto the bed.
His back arched to the heavens while his lungs gasped in utter surprise.
It had to be the pheromones, right?
He couldn’t possibly be that insane that his own member practically stood at attention, ready to discharge with one lick.
Then again, that one lick felt like it combined years of expert tongue usage with the sound that was as slick as it was obscene.
But then Kael went prone before using his own hands to lift up his mate’s behind.
And just from that, Riley should have known.
Because without even waiting for instructions, the golden dragon went to town.
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The sheer intensity of it was enough to make Riley’s vision blur.
Kael was flat on his stomach now, his face buried between Riley’s pale, trembling thighs. The dragon’s large hands were firm anchors, gripping Riley’s hips and tilting his behind upward to provide an unobstructed view of his prize.
Riley, who had been sitting just moments ago, was now a mess of tangled limbs and gasping breaths. He had fallen back against the mattress, his spine curving like a bow as he felt the hot, wet drag of Kael’s tongue rimming the sensitive entrance.
He mostly felt it against his dragon’s skin, but now the unmistakable scent was everywhere.
The pheromones in the air were thick enough to choke on, a heady mix of Kael’s and Riley’s own explosive arousal. Every time his husband’s tongue made a slow, deliberate circle, Riley’s hole twitched in a frantic, rhythmic invitation.
It was a sensation so foreign and yet so undeniably right that it bypassed his suddenly weak-willed brain entirely, speaking directly to his nerves.
He felt exposed.
Completely vulnerable.
And yet the way Kael worshipped him made him feel like the center of the universe.
"Kael... K-Kael!" Riley managed to choke out, his fingers knotting into the bedsheets.
The sound of his name seemed to be the final trigger. The dragon lord looked up for a fraction of a second, his eyes glowing with an ancient, predatory heat, before he went back for more.
There was no hesitation now.
Following a particularly long, languid lick that left Riley sobbing for air, the devoted draconic husband decided that mere surface contact wasn’t enough.
As if anything would ever be enough.
He pushed forward, his tongue becoming a firm, rather pointed muscle that knocked directly at the center of the twitching sphincter.
Riley’s eyes went wide.
He expected resistance. He expected his body to guard itself.
But as Kael pressed inward, his traitorous, greedy hole didn’t fight back. Instead, it blossomed wide, giving way to the heat and the intrusion with an eagerness that left Riley utterly breathless and completely defeated.
"!!!"
I swear! This better be pheromones!
