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As far as things went, Cale supposed he should have seen this one coming. Choi Han looks miserable, body slumped against the sheets, dark hair hiding his mortified expression, radiating disappointment.
"I almost hurt you," he whimpers.
For the fifth goddamn time. Cale sighs, gives in to his desire, and firmly thwacks his boyfriend on the head.
Choi Han squeaks, offended.
"I'm fine, you overdramatic puppy." Leaning against his bed, Cale observes his boyfriend's swollen cock.
Or perhaps he should say cocks. They weren't normal by any means, and curiously, Cale slides a fingertip up one prehensile cock, feels the ridges with amused curiosity. Choi Han's face flushes, his body visibly interested.
"Choi Han, look at me." He lifts his head up, cheeks pink, and Cale leans in to kiss him, stroking his lover's smaller cock in a hand. "I'm fine. And up until you tried to lay a dozen eggs in me, I had fun." A flick of his eyes down, and he can see the other cock, several unlaid eggs held inside. "How about we get those out of you?" Cale suggests softly.
With a blush, Choi Han nods.
Choi Han's head is buried against the junction of neck and shoulder, cute, whimpered moans leaving him as he wriggles against Cale.
"Feels good?" Cale asks, and in retaliation, his boyfriend nips at his throat, chides him wordlessly.
A gentle squeeze, and Choi Han gives up biting at him to moan as another egg slides out, a full-body shudder leaving him.
"Mmh. Look at that," Cale teases his lover as another egg comes out, a veritable deluge of them after the first dozen nestled comfortably on the sheets between them. "Were you really going to try and stuff me full of all of these?"
A gentle twist of his wrist as he coaxes the last batch, and Choi Han is left sobbing, his other cock hard and ready for Cale's affection.
"Naughty puppy," he coos, Choi Han looking up at him pleadingly.
"How about this?" He leans in to kiss Choi Han's wet mouth. "Since we were interrupted last time... Why don't I ride you? Mmm?"
"C-Can you?" He squeaks shyly, and Cale leans in, kisses his boyfriend.
"You know, I never thought my first dick would be a duo," he teases, and Choi Han reddens further, the ridged cock twitching at his teasing touch. It wriggles eagerly, and he laughs a little. His fingers wrap over the thick girth, stroking it as it pulses greedily for him.
"S-sorry," he mumbles, cheeks reddening. Cale laughs and reaches out to pinch a cheek, makes his puppy squeak.
"Mmh. Why don't we -" Choi Han squeaks as he finds himself flat on his back, Cale straddling him and his hard cock, the flesh squirming nicely against Cale's thighs. "I think a dick this big isn't going to fit without some good stretching and training," he teases, Choi Han's expression filling with lustful embarrassment.
"I-I haven't scared you off, Cale-nim?" He says, and Cale laughs.
"Oh, definitely not," he reassures his blushing boyfriend, rocks back and forth over it, the tip twitching happily at the feel of Cale as he grinds against his boyfriend's girth. "With Vitality of the Heart, you can break me in quite easily," he teases, leans in to kiss his embarrassed boyfriend.
"Good, Cale-nim," he says shyly, reaching out to hold his hips and rock against him, twitching cock oozing precum. "Though... I might end up making a mess..." he mumbles, blushing. Cale smirks.
"That's what servants are for," Cale says carelessly, amused.
Choi Han can't help his shy grin.
"Of course, Cale-nim," he says.
The second cock is quite adventurous, Cale thinks, as it nudges his thigh, exploring him as he rocks over the swollen flesh. Choi Han moans a little when he runs his fingers over the tip, fingers trembling on Cale's hips. He looks so, so good, cheeks red, mouth open, breath heavy as he blushes.
"I like this shy side of you," Cale purrs, Choi Han squirming as he squeezes his thighs together, the tip of his boyfriend's larger cock gushing precum over Choi Han's chest. "You're so cute when you act like this, like you don't want to stuff me with your dicks and make me memorize their shape."
Choi Han blushes deeper. "I..." He looks away, face reddening further, spreading down his chest. "I want to..." He agrees meekly. Cale laughs, leans in.
The second cock nudges against his hole, probing greedily even as Choi Han's face becomes even more mortified. Cale rocks back a little, grinning.
"What a cute puppy," he teases. "Already trying to stuff me again."
"I-I'm sorry Cale-nim," he squeaks, and Cale laughs, can feel how it inches away.
"Did I ask for an apology?" Cale says, reaches back and brings his cock back to his hole with a smile. "Take responsibility for how you're making me feel, Choi Han," the redhead purrs, the slimmer cock nudging against his slick hole even as he gives a slightly mortified - but intrigued - noise. "Stuff me with eggs again before I say so and I won't fuck you for a month, understood?"
Choi Han nods rapidly, squeaks when Cale squeezes his thighs again, the hard cock below him stiffening once more.
"Words, Choi Han. Words."
"Y-Yes Cale-nim! I won't disobey you!" he squeaks, and Cale laughs, gives a moan as his boyfriend's second cock quickly makes itself at home in his body, greedily probing deeper inside him. Cale gives a low noise of pleasure as it squirms ever deeper inside him.
"Once my body gets used to dicks like this," Cale smirks, "I'm going to enjoy the sex we'll have."
Choi Han flushes violently. "I-I can't wait," he squeaks shyly, and Cale laughs, leans in to kiss him.
The rhythm is slow, at first, Choi Han giving a little mewl as Cale takes command, rocking his hips shamelessly as he seeks his own pleasure, moaning as the dick inside him pulses and stretches, reaching deeper inside him.
Choi Han's face is horribly flushed and flustered, watching Cale as he shamelessly rides him, moans dripping from his lips.
"C-Cale-nim," he whimpers, and Cale shoots him a filthy grin that he blushes to witness.
"What's wrong, Choi Han?" He gasps, the swordsman blushing hotly as his eyes follow his movements, eyes riveted on the tip of Cale's dick.
"I want... I want to touch you more," he whines, fingers twitching. As though agreeing, Choi Han's smaller dick dives deeper, makes Cale choke as it roughly prods at his prostate on the way past it.
"Ha... What a naughty, greedy boyfriend I have," he groans, squeezes the dick between his thighs a little tighter. Choi Han moans, back arching up. "With a monster dick below me, and a second dick stuffing me full, you want more touch?" He teases, leans down.
The position was a little awkward, but he keeps his eyes on Choi Han, fingers sliding under the thick girth and sliding up, the cock narrowing further and further until his hands were wrapped around the tip that fit neatly in his palms.
Meeting Choi Han's eyes, he takes a deliberate lick of the head in his hands. It twitches, and closing his eyes, he can feel how slick precum splashes over his face as Choi Han's body responds from the deliberate provocation.
"Mmh," Cale wipes his face clean, smirks at Choi Han. "Such a puppy," he teases. "Making a mess everywhere."
Choi Han's face blushes deeper, the man so, so flustered, so greedy for more that Cale can't help his amused laughter. He leans in again, kisses the cock in his hands, sucks the head even as he rocks back and forth, trusting his cute boyfriend to keep him in place.
Choi Han's second cock is wriggling inside so intensely, brushing against his walls, the thin ridges scraping and making him feel more and more sensitive.
Cale squeezes his thighs again, feels the slick precum fill his mouth, and he gulps it down, licks the tip.
"Look at you," he says with a smirk. "Making your Cale-nim work like this," He sucks on the tip again, clenching his walls tight and pressing his thighs together, Choi Han's words strangled out of him in a moan that makes his back arc up. The cock inside twists and Cale loses a moment, mind blanking out from the pure pleasure that his boyfriend had just given him, pulls off of Choi Han's larger dick with a wet mewl.
"Fuck, Cale-nim," Choi Han gasps, grip tightening on Cale's hips. "I'm trying to control myself - please... please don't tease," he begs, and Cale looks at him, mock innocent.
"Do I tease you?" He asks, and the dirty look Choi Han delivers to him for that teasing is well deserved, he supposes. Cale grins back, before returning his mouth to the tip of the first dick, clenching tight around the delicious second dick, and stroking what he couldn't fit in his mouth with his hands.
Tonight was supposed to be about them having sex, and dammit, no shy, controlled restraint from his puppy was going to stop him!
Choi Han curses, before flipping him over.
"Haaa?" Cale whines, before gulping a little at the look in gray eyes.
I think I flipped a switch on something I shouldn't... Aiyaaaaa.
"You're so naughty, Cale-nim," Choi Han says, gray eyes glittering maliciously. "It's not fair for you to think you can tease me like this." A shift forward, and he grins. "I'll really make you work now, Cale-nim. Forgive me, okay?"
Oh shi -
The cock deep inside him suddenly grows plumper, filling him to his startled cry. Diving down, Choi Han's mouth presses against Cale's, the man rocking back and forth greedily, hands clinging to Cale's hips moving to press against either side of the redhead's face as he goes to town, Cale releasing choked moans in Choi Han's mouth as he squirms and struggles, sobbing in pleasure as his boyfriend's monster cocks proceed to punish him quite thoroughly, the larger one pressing against his mouth and sinking in to his startled whine.
"Mm!" He whines, and Choi Han's eyes light.
"I'm sorry Cale-nim," He says mischievously. "I'm going to misbehave, okay?" Choi Han says, his larger (for now) dick pulling free from Cale's mouth.
"Ha... ha..." Cale's eyes Choi Han's smile, can feel how the cock deep inside moves, the fat ridges of the egg-laying cock rubbing at all of his sweet spots. "Are you sure you can misbehave enough to make me forget to punish you?" He moans, back arching a little.
Gray eyes glitter. "I guess we'll find out, Cale-nim."
Before Cale can cheekily respond, his boyfriend's cock stuffs itself back into his mouth, and he whines around it, the thickening ridges of Choi Han's delicious dick inside happily rubbing against him, the feel of the ridges sliding in and out, sliding affectionately against his walls until -
"Mmph!" Cale cries out, the thicker cock sliding deeper in his mouth, makes him swallow around it. The ridges ripple over his prostate, and his eyes roll up to the back of his head from the deep pleasure as Choi Han begins to - as he promised - misbehave.
Choi Han watches him, licks his lips as he watches Cale whine and squirm, shifts his position as he slides deeper in.
It was so, so good, being stuffed so full, stretched out nice and wide around his boyfriend's eagerly wriggling dicks, Choi Han basking in the sight of him, relishing in having Cale all to himself.
He was going to be a mess after this.
Cale wasn't sure if he could find it in himself to care.
"Cale-nim," Choi Han says suddenly. Cale gives him an annoyed little look, the cock in his mouth wriggling deeper, choking him on it. "I like how you look when you're working for me."
His bleary-eyed glare makes Choi Han chuckle fondly, and the swordsman leans in quite happily to kiss his nose, folding Cale further in half and making that fantastic ridged dick rub against his prostate in a way that should be fucking illegal.
The cock in his mouth pulls free, dripping obscene amounts of liquid over his face, Cale closing his eyes to relax and let his pushy boyfriend do as he pleases.
"Fucking puppy..." Cale groans hoarsely. "Do you like marking me up everywhere?" He asks, and Choi Han's second dick fondly stuffs him further, makes him keen slightly.
"How can you ask something so obvious, Cale-nim?" The swordsman wonders cheekily, deliberately running his finger over Cale's precum covered stomach, the swordsman kissing his mouth happily. "I've wanted to mark you as mine since we met," he says, gray eyes gleaming happily when Cale opens his own to glare at his puppy.
A shift, and his larger cock stuffs Cale's mouth again, Choi Han watching him with a growing smile.
"Don't worry Cale-nim... I'll make sure to stretch you so both of my cocks can fit in you."
Aiya, was Choi Han planning on not letting him leave the bed for a week?
Another innocent smile, and Cale gives him a muffled little complaint.
"Don't worry Cale-nim," Choi Han says, outright smirking. "It shouldn't take more than tonight."
... this swordsman was gonna kill him, but holy shit, what a way to go.
"Ahh... Haa..." Cale had never been so fucking exhausted and aroused in his whole goddamn life. Choi Han's ridged dick was relentless, running over his sweet spot over, and over, and over again, dragging moans and orgasms out of him until he couldn't cum anymore.
His stomach was so fucking full, too, from Choi Han's hard, leaking cock in his mouth, and from the one inside, that wriggled deeper every chance it got, leaving Cale a helpless, wriggling mess.
"You're so good, Cale-nim," the swordsman coos to him, hands running over his plump stomach before rubbing it again
"Mpgh," Cale manages around the cock in his mouth, and it pulls free, Choi Han looking at him intently before he leans in to kiss Cale, the redhead biting at his tongue and lower lip grouchily, much to his amused laughter.
"Oh Cale-nim," the swordsman says, amused. "Does that mean you're ready for more?" Cale's eyes widen as the cock inside him fattens further, nearly as thick as it had been before the eggs had been laid.
"Haaaa, you crazy bastard," Cale groans, feeling how much of himself has been stretched out, has been filled by his eager boyfriend. "I'm not going to be able to walk tomorrow," he huffs, and Choi Han's grin widens a little.
"Even with your healing?" Choi Han teases slyly, gets a dirty look for his amused words. "Mmh. I guess if I'm going to misbehave then, I'll have to make it so you can't walk for a week~" He says happily.
"Choi Han no, no don't you - mmph!" Cale glares at him when his first cock stuffs his mouth happily once more, thick and insatiable. The sheets are a mess, his body sticky from the constant flow of his boyfriend's precum, gray eyes glittering brilliantly as he looks down on his Cale-nim.
"I'm so close Cale-nim," Choi Han says fondly. "So, so close. Won't you let me cum in you?" The cock pulls free, and Cale glares at him.
"Lay a single egg in me without permission and you'll sleep on the floor for a month, understand?"
Choi Han grins. "Sure, Cale-nim."
With a groan, Cale can feel how the cock inside him begins to vigorously move, to greedily ruin him. No other cock would be worth it after this, Cale thinks, arching up and mewling as it roughly stretches him, fills him more with precum, stuffs his body until he's fit to burst. The one in his mouth slides deeper into his throat, the tip wriggling deeper and deeper, before it opens up.
Both of those slick, fat cocks are pulsing in the same way Cale remembered prior to Choi Han trying to stuff him with eggs. The one in his mouth is first to release, the thick, juicy cum filling him up. Cale's eyes roll into the back of his head as the second cock releases in him too, stuffing him as full as possible from both ends, the deluge stretching his stomach out, plumping the flesh there like a balloon fitted to a hosepipe.
Here's hoping his vitality would keep him from bursting open, Cale thinks, the cock in his mouth slowly pulling out, even as it continues to flood him, the tip popping free of his lips to cover him in Choi Han's love. The ridged cock in his ass is slower, drags itself over Cale's prostate deliberately, making him gasp and moan as he's stuffed to the brim.
"You look so good, Cale-nim," he says happily, "filled up with my love," Choi Han wipes his face clean, and he'd respond if his body wasn't in the process of being tortured with absolutely hellish pleasure.
The last ridge teases him, and Cale's body spasms, unable to give his lover another orgasm as he collapses against the sheets.
"I ought to fucking kill you," Cale groans, can feel how his body sluggishly responds to his whims, stomach so round he could probably use it as a pillow.
"But Cale-nim," Choi Han's innocent smile is pure deviance, "Would anyone ever satisfy you like me if I was dead?"
... Damn puppy had a point.
Morning is actually a little embarrassing, Cale has to admit, woken up by the alarmed squeak of Hans, who is staring at his swollen, rounded stomach with huge eyes. Cale blinks a little dazedly, before looking down and realizing - oh.
Whoops. His skin was still slick with Choi Han's precum, his stomach still round and fat, Choi Han's head resting happily on it as his lover slept.
"Young Master-nim!" Hans squeaks, and Cale rolls his eyes.
"Yes, what is it?" He asks, irritated. Choi Han is slowly waking up, sleepy gray looking at him adoringly.
"A-are you okay?" He asks, not unreasonably.
"I feel fine," Cale says nonchalantly, and the man stares at him, blushing deeper as Cale sits up and stretches. Of course he was fine. The Vitality of the heart made sure he was always at 100%.
Even when his boyfriend's massive fucking dicks had stretched him almost to the point of breaking. He looks down at the still happily dazed Choi Han, sighs, and says:
"Burn the sheets," he says simply. "And get me that dragon."
"... My god, you've gotten fat," Eruhaben says when he sees Cale next, and Cale silently presses a hand to his face. Choi Han, looking between them, possessively growls. The sound is deep, rich and dangerous, makes him rear back.
Cale touches his fingertips to Choi Han's shoulder, and sighs softly.
"I have a favor I need to ask of you, Eruhaben-nim. Can you forcefully polymorph someone to their natural state?" He asks, and the gold dragon regards them with mild annoyance.
"And why would I do that?" He complains. Cale looks down, strokes Choi Han's hair as his boyfriend pushes his head up into Cale's fingers.
"Aren't you curious?" He asks with a smile. "Finding something new?"
The dragon grumbles at him for that, but doesn't argue the point, knows better than to let himself get suckered into admitting it.
"Alright, alright, fine," He huffs. "Who and when?"
"Choi Han, and now, preferably."
"C-Cale-nim?" He asks in alarm, and Cale gives his cute boyfriend a look.
"Trust me, please," he says gently, coaxing him along with a little kiss to his nose. Choi Han looks between them, before blushing and nodding docilely.
"If you insist, Cale-nim," he mumbles. Pulling back, Choi Han looks grumpily at Eruhaben. "Please be nice about it," he says, and the dragon blinks at him, before sighing and ushering the dark-haired man into the center of the room.
"The things I do for you kids," he grumbles, Choi Han sitting in the middle of the room.
"Raon's waiting with lunch if you finish this."
"... what are we waiting for?" The dragon says, cheered, snaps his fingers.
One moment, Choi Han is sitting there, and the next, there's an eight meter long noodle of scales, fluffy mane, and distressed squeaking.
... Oh. This was even more troublesome.
"Choi Han! Hold still right now!" Cale snaps, and the sudden noodle freezes, guilty gray eyes blinking at him in a distressed little squeak of apology. It takes a long moment for Cale to process what he's seeing.
A... A dragon. Not any dragon either, but one similar to the Korean dragon of myth. Cale stands up, and gray eyes fixate on the fat bulge of his stomach (which still hadn't shrunk). A flick, and a long tongue slides out to lick the evidence of his passion, a soft cooing noise leaving him as instincts take over.
The snout pokes at his stomach inquisitively, a cute little sniff coming from that snout. He gives Choi Han a stern look, and the dragon looks at him apologetically, gives a cute little whine.
"W... What kind of dragon is this?" Eruhaben says incredulously, Choi Han's large head turning to observe him skeptically, an annoyed hiss leaving his throat.
"Choi Han's kind of dragon obviously," Cale says sarcastically, kneeling down to gently press a kiss to Choi Han's snout as he whines and gives a cute little squeak.
"How did that punk turn into a dragon? He doesn't even have a dragon's mana!" Eruhaben points out, and Cale rolls his eyes, strokes the spot between his dragon-puppy's eyes. Choi Han squirms happily, maned tail curling about gleefully as he noses against Cale's stomach, squeaks leaving him in the most adorable manner possible.
"Well, that's a mystery," Cale says idly. "Your job is to help us figure that out, Eruhaben-nim. I only realized something was unusual last night."
"Is that why you're so fat?" Choi Han's eyes snap open, and the dragon growls protectively, the sleek noodle (oh god, he was going to call this form a noodle forever, curse you, Jung Soo) curling around his body and growling protectively.
"He did try to breed me, if that's your tactless way of asking." A little dip of his head, and Cale kisses his dragon's nose. "Stop. Behave."
Choi Han instantly droops, looks up at him with round, coin-like eyes, pleading for adorable mercy.
"I've lived a very long time, and somehow, you kids keep surprising me," Eruhaben grumbles, takes a few steps forward to observe Choi Han, who growls a little, but obediently stops when Cale narrows his eyes at his puppy dragon.
"Let him take a look," he scolds, and Choi Han wilts, his thick, fluffy mane fluffing further in threat display. The mane is a beautiful shade of black, and when Cale leans in to observe the scales, he can see a faint red outline.
"... I don't understand how he's able to be a dragon without the correct amount of mana," Eruhaben says, pats Choi Han's head when the sleek dragon whines at him for his poking and prodding. "... Haaaa," the dragon sighs. "Do you still have my guest room available?"
"Raon personally remodeled it for you, so yes," Cale says frankly, makes the old dragon smile, fondness in his expression.
"He'll have to bring up lunch, so I'll go get them," Eruhaben says wryly, pats Choi Han one more time, the fluffy mane slimming down. "Try not to move too much. Your body will eventually acclimate to your new form, and I can help you change back after."
Choi Han squeaks acknowledgement at that, and Cale bites his lower lip, resists his desire to awww at his cute puppy dragon.
Choi Han was just too cute like this. They’re left alone for a while, and Cale wiggles free, goes to don some actual clothing, allows a loose shirt to cover his still swollen stomach, sighs when Choi Han squeaks and pleads for him to return to the coil he’d wiggled free from.
"Strong Choi Han! We heard something -" Raon falls silent at the sight of Choi Han, curled up around Cale and nuzzling his still rounded stomach (the Vitality was trying, okay?) with affectionate cooing leaving the dragon's mouth. He'd not quite gotten the hang of regular speech, but he'd been quite happy to coo and croon, to nuzzle and lick Cale's stomach until the man had swatted him and put some actual clothing on.
"STRONG CHOI HAN!" the little dragon screams, and Cale flinches in spite of himself, the little black dragon flying around so fast Cale has to flinch back from getting hit in the face with a wing.
"Raon, calm down," he tries, but the little dragon cannot be deterred, flies around him even faster until Choi Han, finally fed up himself, snaps his tail up so Raon runs smack into the fluffy mane.
Coo, goes Choi Han, the dragon stretching himself out to carefully snag Raon and lift him into Cale's arms, the man sighing but accepting the puppy dragon's insistent demands. On and Hong both pounce, settling on his fluffy mane to meow consideringly.
"Choi Han is so fluffy, noona!" Hong says, and On flicks her tail, licks the fluff of Choi Han's mane down.
"He really is, ya," On agrees.
Next to arrive is Rosalyn, whose mouth drops open and a strangled squeak leaves her throat.
"Choi Han?" She says incredulously. Lock, right behind her, peers around the door and stares.
"Is that actually Choi Han-hyung?" Lock says, astounded. The boy elbows his big sister out of the way, and Choi Han coos again for Lock, sticks his snout against the boy's chest. The beastman laughs, pets his nose
Hans, Beacrox, and Ron all arrive at the same time, and Cale bites back a laugh at their respective reactions.
Hans enters promptly, takes one look at Choi Han, and walks out, muttering about getting his eyes checked. Beacrox's brow starts to twitch, but it's Ron's reaction that makes him want to laugh the most.
He looked - for the first time - flabbergasted enough to have been hit in the face by a fish.
Cale loves to see it.