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Chapter 11:
Halfway through his orgasm, Istaryl’s balance faltered, the male’s weight finally becoming noticeable. Try as he might to hold onto his lover, Istaryl’s frame was too spent, his muscles too numb to work as intended while Istaryl’s senses still drowned under the waves of high battering him. Much to his chagrin, he accidentally dropped his lover.
And, as if that wasn’t a big enough humiliation, Istaryl crashed right on top of him the next second, eliciting a pained gasp from the surprised male.
He didn’t even know what to feel. The afterglow of his mating intertwined with the anxiety pounding within his heart and temples, leaving Istaryl more conflicted than ever. How could something so nice end up so wrong?
His companion didn’t see it this way. He seized this moment of respite to press his body against Istaryl, wiggling his hips lightly so that he guided the red drake back inside his dripping slit, where the heated comfort of his walls drew a sharp gasp out of Istaryl. That done, he slipped his arms around Istaryl’s sides, the confused red drake watching with wide eyes as this stranger embraced him like only a lover could.
This unexpected gesture of affection stunned Istaryl. He had broken every single rule of mating, starting with a violation of the male’s sex and ending with the terribly shameful act of dropping his mate as if he was a boulder. And, to top it all off, his lover gave him the most unfair treatment ever, squeezing his sorry form as if he actually succeeded in giving him pleasure.
Afraid to screw this last step as well, Istaryl reluctantly hugged him, looking sideways as he did, wondering what in the world this drake was thinking. The more he dwelled on it, the broader his smile grew, until he grinned like a virgin who had mated for the first time.
Sleep must have addled your mind a great deal, my sweetest, Istaryl thought, resting his chin between his ears, rubbing his back tenderly. The drake’s purr grew richer, more fulfilling, the sound of utter contentment. It made doubts vanish from Istaryl’s mind, inviting a growing feeling of affection for him, the urge to protect this small fellow urging Istaryl to clutch him tighter to his breast.
However strange this day turned out to be, Istaryl had no regrets, aside from one. Maybe if Karyl took the initiative to mate him sooner, maybe they would have been lovers during the hunt for the cobalt rhino. That could have changed everything.
Including this encounter, Istaryl thought, letting out a deep sigh. He nuzzled one of the young male’s flappy ears, chuckling when it shuddered. Ticklish one, wasn’t he? Istaryl licked him to remove the itchy sensation, smiling as the drake cooed his appreciation. Istaryl expected him to say something, to at least tell him his name.
Instead, the drake snuggled tighter against him, releasing a shuddering, satisfied moan, sniffling softly to emphasize his desire to rest.
It took all of Istaryl’s willpower to bite back a chuckle. He never considered sleepyheads charming, but in this case, he had to make an exception. He looked far too peaceful, far too attractive while he dozed off, the embodiment of utter cuteness.
It made Istaryl’s heart swell, to lie in the embrace of such fascinating creature, and his sleeping habits began to rub off on him as well. He yawned for a long, satisfying moment before he settled his head back on top of his lover’s nape, ready to join him in his slumber.
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