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The forest was quiet. A little too quiet, actually- he hadn’t heard any telltale rustles in the undergrowth in the last hour at least, and even the birds were scattered few and far between.
007n7 was technically an apex predator, to be fair, but he hadn’t had creatures respond to him like this for years. They’d give a token effort to avoid him, but one look and it was clear that he was too slow to catch them and too lazy to think of anything clever. His hunting days were distant, foggy memories by now, and he felt a little pang of loss at the thought. He should be settled down by now, that was the natural progression of things, but, well…
He cast the thought aside before it could poison his mood too much, but most of the damage was already done. Sweet Telamon, he’d gotten himself into a mess. Too human to strike off on his own like any proper demon, too demonic to be anything more than a fringe member of any human community- he’d been doomed from the start, to be honest, but maybe if he’d just tried a little harder-
Anyhow. What was done was done. Grief over the past wouldn’t find him shelter, and it was starting to get dark.
The townfolk hadn’t chased him out. They hadn’t needed to. He’d noticed their stares growing colder- of course he did. He didn’t want to suffer the indignity of being driven out like a rabid animal, so he’d left of his own accord. Nobody had said goodbye. That’s good, it makes it easier, he thought, and tried hard to believe it.
He didn’t quite manage it.
He paused for a moment and strained his ears. Even the birds had stopped their incessant chatter, and he finally -too late, far too late- started feeling a little uneasy. He didn’t think he’d wandered into the territory of another demon, but he hadn’t thought of other creatures that could have made their home in the forest.
His tail twitched nervously. He suddenly felt tense, skin prickling, eyes sweeping the trees around him even though he knew no predator worth their salt would be that easy to spot. He moved onwards, every snap of a branch underfoot making him jump. He was starting to regret living with humans for so long. A proper demon would be able to smell anything amiss. And would be able to deal with anything that challenged it. There was very, very little that would try to eat a demon. Only nagas, really, and even they had to be sneaky about it.
…Half-demons, however, were almost as much on the menu as humans were.
His eyes lit up when his feet led him into a denser thicket of bushes covering a cave entrance, fear temporarily drowned out by excitement. This would be perfect, and a purr was already starting to bubble in his chest. The cave looked nice and big, almost covered by the vegetation in front of it, and he’d passed a river not long ago. He could make a life here. Perhaps not a good one, not like the one he’d known, but he could still make it-
Something rustled above him.
He froze. He heard- something scraping gently against bark, the sound too loud to be something small, too slow to be prey and it was everywhere, it sounded like whatever it was was covering the entire tree above him-
He didn’t even scream when he looked up and saw a face staring back at him. He just made a quiet, punched-out sound in the the back of his throat, nothing more than a faint little whimper, and it laughed. The first thick coil of its tail dropped from the tree and wrapped around him almost gently, ink-black scales sliding softly against his skin.
He didn’t even think to struggle. He got a curious look for that, one of the naga’s eyebrows raising as another coil wrapped loosely around his middle, pinning his arms to his sides. He made another weak, pathetic noise, tongue caught with fear, and the naga laughed again, sweet and cruel.
“Oh, you’re not the brightest, are you?”
Those smooth scales shifted again and 007n7 couldn’t move his legs anymore. His thoughts felt... indistinct. Hazy. He wondered if this was how prey felt, if this fuzziness was the last mercy he’d be given before the naga-
Another coil moved, neatly covering his lower legs. He couldn’t see the end of the naga’s tail, still somewhere in the trees- he hadn’t known they could grow to this size. It was almost a comfort to know that he’d been doomed no matter how hard he’d struggled, even if he still felt faintly embarrassed at just giving up. The pressure of the naga’s thick tail was- strangely nice, warm and heavy enough to make him go limp like a rabbit in the jaws of a wolf, squeezing him gently every time the naga moved.
“What’s wrong with you, I wonder? You don’t smell like you’re in heat…”
The naga's upper body moved closer, seemingly dismissing 007n7 as a threat entirely. He hovered just above him, hands on his hips as he eyed him curiously, and 007n7 flushed a little. Perhaps it was poor taste to blush at your murderer, but the naga was quite a lovely last thing to see. His dark skin faded into beautiful, almost iridescent black scales on his tail and shoulders, half his face covered with an odd white half-mask. And that voice…
“Go on. Satisfy my curiosity before you die, won’t you?”
He was looking at him expectantly. His tail squeezed for emphasis and 007n7 felt his body squish under the pressure.
“I- I don’t know.”
He admitted, voice small. The naga tilted his head back at him, and he tried to continue, thoughts scattered with terror and- something else that he wouldn’t name. Some sick kind of comfort.
“...You would have caught me anyway. There wouldn’t have been much point.”
“And yet, most prey will still try to struggle until the end. But you…”
The naga shifted its tail, settling heavy coils across 007n7’s chest until he felt like he could barely take in a breath. Somehow, it felt- almost peaceful. Like he was underwater, all his senses muffled, soft pressure pushing gently against his skin. His muscles went slack and the naga’s tail loosened with them.
007n7 said the only thing he could think of.
“...Your tail is… really nice?”
The naga blinked at him. Then his face cracked into a terrifyingly wide smile and he started to laugh.
By Telamon, did he laugh. It was an absurd sound, somewhere between a lilt and a cackle, so full of mirth 007n7 couldn’t look away from him.
Something is terribly wrong with me, 007n7 thought.
“Well, thank you. It takes a very strange person to compliment the thing that's going to be the death of him.”
Then the naga sighed, looking wistful.
“Oh, you really are amusing, it’s such a shame I can’t keep you…”
He pressed against 007n7 when he leaned closer, claws cupping his chin in a hold so caring it made something twist in 007n7’s heart. Fancy that. The kindest touch he’d ever experienced was going to be his last. Tears welled up in his eyes, and the naga wiped them away hastily.
“No, no, don’t do that. You’d look too pretty if you cried.”
His torso shifted against 007n7’s, and instead of flat scales he felt… bumps? Swollen, round lumps, a little below the naga’s stomach, like-
Oh. 007n7 flushed red instantly, almost whimpering in mortification when the naga pulled back slightly.
“You’re- um- you’re carrying?” He managed to squeak out, and the naga tilted his head at him.
“I am, unfortunately for you. I lied. I’m not going to eat you at all. Or at least not much of you. I need your corpse to stay warm for a little while so I can lay in you.”
He stretched, coils squeezing lazily, and 007n7 yelped.
“That- that doesn’t seem very efficient. Aren’t you just going to have to kill something else after a few hours..?”
The naga huffed dramatically. “Exactly. It’s going to be terrible. I’m going to have to run myself ragged just so they don’t freeze, you womb-having species don’t know how good you’ve got it.”
…007n7 had an idea. He flushed deeper, shame curling in his stomach. He- he couldn’t really be considering this, but given that his only other choice was to die, it was worth a shot…
“...Couldn’t you just- y’know- lay in something living?”
The naga frowned, drawing back, and 007n7 cursed himself.
“Excuse me? There’s a difference between killing something and torturing it, you know. Did living with humans make you forget that? You reek of them.”
With seemingly no effort at all the naga drew his tail tight and 007n7 had the breath squeezed out of him with a squeaky, pained noise.
“No, I’ll let you die with dignity. You’ve been very sweet, so I’ll even make it painless.”
His claws trailed over 007n7’s jaw, angling it up as one sharp talon dug into the side of his throat. 007n7 tipped his head back unthinkingly, and the naga hummed.
“Still so pliant. Oh, I wish I could keep you…”
“You could-” 007n7 stammered out, then stopped with a panicked noise when the naga loomed closer. Oh, lord, his eyes were fixed on him now, lit up in curiosity that made 007n7 squirm.
“What was that?”
He was going to die anyway. It would be horrifically embarrassing if the naga said no, but he wouldn’t have much time to care. 007n7 sucked in a breath as best he could with the naga’s tail tight around his middle, and went for it.
“You could- you could lay in me. While I’m still alive, I mean. I wouldn’t mind.”
He squeezed his eyes shut, bracing himself for disgust, or worse, laughter. He felt more pitiful than he’d ever felt before. He had the fleeting thought to just ask the naga to kill him to save himself the embarrassment.
Instead, he felt the coils around him loosen a little. The talon against his throat shifted upwards, cradling his jaw, and 007n7 whimpered almost silently.
“Open your eyes.”
He couldn’t parse the emotion in the naga’s voice. He cracked his eyes open, looking to the side immediately in humiliation. Why had he said anything? There was- there had to be something awfully wrong with him. But- well, he was getting older, and he hadn’t been all that alluring even in his youth. It wasn’t exactly like having kids of his own, but it’d be the best he could get.
“Look at me.”
He didn’t want to, but there was a strange pull to the naga’s voice and he met his eyes. He looked- 007n7 swallowed thickly. He looked hungry, but disbelieving, violet eyes narrowed in suspicion.
007n7 couldn’t look away. He felt boneless, limp and pliant under the smooth weight of his tail, no longer able to bite back his quiet noises when the naga shifted.
“Tell me the truth.”
007n7 was talking before he could stop it.
“Please- please lay in me. I need you to- to breed me, fuck, please-”
The odd purple sheen in the naga’s eyes flickered and 007n7 suddenly became aware of what he was saying, face burning in stunned humiliation.
“I don’t- I don’t know why I said that.” He tried to stammer out, then squeaked pathetically when the naga’s coils drew tighter around him. Oh, thank Telamon. He was finally going to put him out of his misery.
But he didn’t. He squeezed his eyes shut as he felt black claws tilt his head up again, even gentler this time, the naga making a pleased noise when he let him guide him where he wanted.
“You did what I asked of you. You told me the truth.”
007n7 yelped when the naga’s other hand went to his waist, tail loosening enough for him to press the heel of his hand against 007n7’s clothed pussy.
“Wait-”
“Mhm?”
007n7 gaped at him stupidly, tail wriggling frantically from where the naga’s tail had trapped it.
“You- wait- that worked?”
The naga laughed again, that cackling but sweet sound, and with a flick of his talons ripped a wide hole in 007n7’s pants. His breath hitched, instinctively trying to press his legs together to hide himself.
“You don’t have any kids, correct? I can give you them. And you can give me a nice, warm place for my eggs. Seems like we have a good deal, yes?”
007n7’s cheeks burned as he tried to look anywhere but the naga’s face.
“I think you might be- overestimating me a little. I don’t have kids for a reason.”
“Oh, the eggs are already ready. I don’t need you to do much. Just stay still, hmm?”
He fussed over 007n7’s pants for a moment, widening the hole until he seemed to get impatient and just tore the whole thing to shreds. 007n7 made a humiliated noise as his hands roamed over his newly-exposed legs. The naga sighed dreamily and traced his wide hips, claws lingering on the fat clinging to his thighs.
“You’re going to be perfect for this. I must have accidentally paid Lady Luck a favor.”
Scales shifted smoothly, rippling like black water as an almost-unnoticeable slit in the naga’s tail widened. A long, slick tendril slid out and 007n7 whined, no longer able to still the desperate twitch of his hips. The naga was- bigger than he was expecting, long enough that he knew instinctually that there was no way he was taking it all. It was thin at the tip, though, thin enough to-
His cunt clenched around air, miserably empty, and he tried to shift his hips upwards enticingly. He hadn’t thought that much about how those eggs were going to get into him, and it was rapidly seeming less important compared to needing that dick in him now.
“Oh, you get fussy, hm? You’re adorable.”
“Do you- want me to stop? I can- try to be quieter-”
007n7 stammered out, not meeting the naga’s eyes, and he cut over him quickly.
“Oh no no no, don’t you dare. You’re going to be as loud as you like.”
His claws traced the swollen lips of 007n7’s cunt and he squirmed, biting back a breathy noise. They were so sharp- the barest brush was enough to send a spike of panic to his brain.Then the naga tutted disapprovingly and he froze.
“No, this isn’t going to work. You’re too soft. And too small to fit me without stretching you first…”
The words hit 007n7 like a punch to the gut and he let out an inconsolable noise that made the naga’s face contort in sudden panic.
“No- that’s not what I meant, I’m not stopping, I just need to figure this out-”
His tail moved seemingly unconsciously, coiling tighter around 007n7 protectively. The pressure was- doing something to him. He felt surrounded on all sides, cool scales pressing against his skin and keeping him locked into place, restrained more effectively than anything else he could think of. He tried to wriggle his arm out of his coils and realised he couldn’t move an inch.
…It sent an embarrassing spark of heat through him.
“Can you… let go of my arm? Please?”
Those dark scales shifted again and 007n7 pried his arm free, flexing his fingers and making sure his claws were neatly retracted. The naga watched him curiously, eyes lingering a little enviously on the way his claws slid back, and 007n7 avoided his gaze. He brought his hand between his legs, licking his lips nervously, and the naga leaned closer looking enraptured.
He hadn’t done this in- a while. It had never done much for him- he craved the unpredictability of sex, unable to guess what would happen to him, fear and anticipation blending into an intoxicating mix. Fingering himself wasn’t surprising in the slightest. There was the dull, blunt kind of pleasure, yes, but nothing too compelling.
Which is why he was almost startled when he made a quiet, involuntary noise, dragging the blunt pads of his fingers through his folds with an obscenely wet sound. It felt- good, the weight of the naga’s hungry stare making his skin prickle with sensitivity. His eyes were fixed on the wet shine of 007n7’s cunt and he turned away again, unable to bear seeing the way slick clung to his fingers when he pulled them back. The naga pressed closer to him, his neglected dick writhing between them, and a sudden bolt of urgency made 007n7 plunge two fingers into himself up to the knuckle.
“Ngh-”
He wasn’t expecting a reaction. The sound that came out of him couldn’t possibly have been his. The naga’s gaze sharpened, flicking between his face and his leaking pussy like he couldn’t decide where to look, and 007n7 crooked his fingers and whimpered when his violet eyes zeroed in on the slick trailing down his hand.
He scissored his fingers hastily and started trying to work in a third, gasping quietly when the stretch hit him.
The naga’s hand closed around his and he startled. His long black claws were held carefully away from his skin, curling around his wrist almost delicately and 007n7 flushed deeper when he realised how big his hands were compared to his. His voice was low and soothing when he spoke.
“You don’t have to rush, you know. I haven’t even gotten your name.”
“It’s- 007n7-” he panted out, trying to edge his hand closer, but the naga curled closer and tightened his grip.
“Noli. A pleasure to meet you.” He purred, but didn’t loosen the hold he had on 007n7’s wrist.
007n7 almost protested- what kind of cruel joke was it to have Noli’s dick right in front of him and not give him it- but the sharp edge of hunger bleeding into the naga’s voice made him pause. When he lifted his gaze to Noli’s face and really looked at him, he saw the deep violet flush to his cheeks and blinked in shock.
“This- this is doing something for you?”
He shifted his hips, legs splaying wider to give him a nice look at his stretched cunt and the pale, smooth flesh of his thighs, and Noli made a choked noise.
“That would be an understatement. Keep doing that. Please."
007n7 kept his thighs open and sank his fingers deeper into himself, panting out breathy sounds every time he splayed his fingers against his walls. He’d been wet to start with, now he was dripping, fluid glistening on his inner thighs after he carelessly wiped his hand there. Then Noli darted closer and he shrieked in shock before he felt something long and thin lapping at his thigh as he keened.
“Mngh-!”
He buried his other hand in Noli’s hair as he laved his tongue over his skin, mumbling an apology.
“You taste sweet…”
He paused, visibly restraining himself from moving towards 007n7’s pussy, and 007n7 tightened his grip in his hair and yanked his face right against it.
He mewled when Noli’s tongue slipped into his weeping cunt, too thin to stretch him but long, flicking against his walls lightly like it was trying to explore every inch of him. Even with his coils tight around him 007n7's hips twitched forwards desperately, bucking against the wet chill of Noli’s mouth as he felt his tongue brush teasingly over his clit before it squirmed back into his spasming warmth.
“Mngh- Noli-”
The naga sounded like he was murmuring gratitude now, mouth pressed flush to 007n7’s entrance and he felt himself convulse with the aching feeling of an approaching orgasm. He tried to tug Noli back, warning him with frantic taps to his shoulders, but he gave a low hiss and tightened his coils all at once as 007n7 felt smooth scales press into him on every side.
He came with a punched-out moan then a cry as Noli licked deeper into his sensitive cunt, lapping up his slick greedily as 007n7 trembled with overstimulation. He felt electrified, the weight of Noli’s tail the only thing keeping him in his body, and when Noli pulled back with his face coated in wetness he made a sound that could only be described as desperate.
He didn’t avert his eyes this time when Noli looked up at him, unmistakable satisfaction in his gleaming eyes as he licked his lips.
“You’re- uh- really good at that.”
007n7’s voice was hoarse and shaky. Noli somehow looked even more pleased with himself at the sound. He slid closer, coils loosening enough to free his arms, and 007n7 tried very hard not to look at his still-squirming dick.
“Thank you. Now, where were we..?”
He motioned to 007n7’s hand and he shook his head quickly.
“I’m fine, I don’t think I need any more prep…”
Noli’s eyebrows raised. “Are you sure? You still feel fairly tight. And you’re so small…”
007n7 blushed furiously and retorted in a still-stuttering voice.
“I- I’m fine! I’ll manage. And I’ll have you know I’m considered very tall by human standards.”
Noli slunk a little closer, making a show of dragging his eyes over 007n7’s face. The quiet menace in his tone- even only playfully- made the coil of heat in 007n7’s gut twist. He’d never felt small before. He’d been a huge, awkward beast of a man among humans, slouching inwards constantly and still managing to scare people. And yet Noli somehow made him feel helpless. Like he was some cute, unaware prey animal instead of the pathetic excuse for a predator he was.
“I think you’re lying. I think you’re just greedier than you look.”
He was shifting before 007n7 could think of a retort, lowering 007n7’s hips towards his dick. His eyes went wide and Noli’s claws tightened hungrily, almost shaking with restraint like he wanted nothing more than to sink his teeth home in 007n7’s neck.
…He thinks he might let him, if he asked.
“But if that’s what you want…”
His tip brushed 007n7’s entrance and he whimpered, trying to still his hips as they jerked forwards impatiently.
“You’re going to have to stay put once I’m laying, you know. I don’t want to have to restrain you too much.”
…007n7 realised, mortified, that he hadn’t actually asked about that.
“What- what are you going to do again?”
Noli blinked at him.
“Oh. Oh dear.”
His thick tail twitched nervously and 007n7 felt it press against his back, anxiety starting to cut through his haze of lust.
“I thought you knew. This isn’t good.”
“Knew what?”
The naga stared back at him.
“...I need to get those eggs into your womb somehow, darling.”
007n7 blinked once, twice, then buried his face against Noli’s tail quickly so he couldn’t see how red he’d gone.
Oh. Oh, of course. He was so stupid.
He should have been horrified. Horrified and scared were the correct and proper responses to have to a snake monster declaring that it wanted to lay its eggs in his womb.
…And yet.
And yet his tail was twitching madly at the thought. Common sense be damned, he wanted Noli to pin him down. Wanted him to make him feel small, and weak, and all the things 007n7 had never been allowed to be. He could feel slick seeping from his stretched-out pussy, fantasising about Noli having to restrain him so tightly he couldn’t so much as twitch.
...He understood why Noli’s dick was so strangely long, now.
The naga had obviously seen 007n7’s trembling and assumed he was terrified, coils loosening and hands hovering above him with black claws held carefully away from his skin.
“...You can go free. I’ll hunt something else. Please don’t feel ashamed, darling, I won’t harm you.”
His voice was low and soothing as he petted 007n7’s hair with his palm, the closest he could get to giving comfort. Then his tail tightened reflexively when 007n7 turned towards him and buried his face against his neck.
“I-I want you to keep going.”
Embarrassment almost caught his tongue but he fought through it and was rewarded with Noli’s hitch of breath, the cold composure in his voice cracking a little with shock.
“You do?”
007n7 groaned against his neck and stubbornly refused to pull back enough for Noli to see his face, even as he tried to shift him forwards.
“...Don’t make me say it again…”
He spread his legs almost shyly, finally lying back against Noli’s tail again, longing for him to curl tighter. Asking for things was humiliating. He wasn’t sure what kind of power over the mind Noli had, but he wanted him to use it again desperately.
“I think I need you to, darling. Loud and clear.”
“Fine, but- can you do that- that glowing eye thing on me again..?”
Noli choked on a breath and stared at him incredulously.
“You want me to hypnotize you? What manner of creature are you?”
Still, he tilted 007n7’s chin up with a claw, the edge pressing almost affectionately against the soft skin of his neck, and his pupils flickered.
“Go on.” He purred, and 007n7 felt himself relax, limbs loosening as he was pushed just a little to the side in his own mind.
“Tell me what you want.”
“You.”
Noli snorted a laugh and waved a hand at him. “Yes, yes, I knew that one. Be a little more specific.”
“Mmh… can you… tighten your tail a little?”
Noli looked delighted and wasted no time in looping his coils back around him. 007n7 sighed like an old dog, the pressure grounding in a way he couldn’t describe, even though the knowledge that Noli could reduce him to a red paste at any moment sent a sweet thrill of fear through him.
“Oh, you like that, do you?”
Noli crooned, movements slow and smug as he gave him a little squeeze.
“You’re so cute. I could squeeze you until you pop, you know. It wouldn't be difficult. You wouldn’t mind that either, hm?”
007n7 made a horrifically overwhelmed sound and Noli giggled at him, finally lowering his hips closer to 007n7’s needy cunt. He felt feverish with want, with anticipation, and even without the artificial calm of Noli’s hypnosis he was needy enough to beg.
“Please just- please just do it already.”
He whispered, voice tight, and gasped when he felt the slick tip of Noli’s tip prodding at his entrance. It slid in easily, squelching wetly against the fluid already pooled between his swollen lips, and he tried to buck his hips forward but in a flash Noli’s coils tightened until he was immobilized.
“Be patient, darling.” Noli chided gently with the unmistakable satisfaction of a man who knew exactly what he was doing.
He kept his tail coiled tight around him as he eased forwards tortuously slowly, 007n7’s squirming doing nothing to hasten him. Every time he twitched, Noli's tail would draw tighter, and he shuddered until the sweet bliss of fullness loosened his muscles and he went limp.
“Shh, shhh, that’s it, just like that.”
007n7 made a low shaky sound as something pushed against his cervix, the pressure feeling distinctly wrong, walls trying to clench around the intrusion. It squirmed, tip almost getting through, and Noli’s hands rubbed over his trembling hips. He leaned back against his tail, letting his muscles go slack, willing himself to relax even as his legs twitched with a type of stimulation he’d never felt before.
Then something gave way and 007n7 felt it in him, deeper than anything should have gone and he gave an overwhelmed cry. The discomfort was starting to bleed into pleasure, Noli’s sweet, dazed-sounding praise pulling the knot of heat in his gut tighter as he pressed himself flush against 007n7’s cunt.
He rutted shallowly and 007n7 keened, rolling his hips against him in turn, head hazy with the unfathomable feeling of being more full than he thought possible.
“Patience, love.” Noli’s voice was tight with relief. 007n7 gave a garbled complaint in reply.
“Now.”
“You’re taking this so much better than I thought you would…” Noli murmured under his breath, not moving, and for the first time 007n7 bared his teeth at him. A quiet, warning growl rattled out of his throat.
Noli looked utterly taken aback. “...Darling?”
007n7’s face twisted into a snarl, canines on full display, looking utterly manic as he rolled his hips harder against Noli’s.
“Now.”
Every shift of their bodies sent a dull, blooming ache through 007n7’s pelvis and some long-buried instinct in the back of his mind purred in satisfaction. He didn’t care anymore that the eggs wouldn’t technically be his. Or that he wasn’t even sure if being used as a living incubator counted as being pregnant. There was only the sweet bliss of being properly bred, and he growled low at Noli to try to get him to hurry up.
Noli groaned, dick writhing harder this time, and 007n7 felt it bulge outwards slightly as something passed through it. The slight stretch within his walls turned overwhelming, pussy convulsing around the sudden intrusion with the faintest brush of pain. Then it pressed against his cervix, the tight ring of muscle spasming, and he dug his claws into Noli’s shoulders.
“Relax, love, I’ve got you.”
Noli’s voice was barely above a whisper, tight with nerves. 007n7 fought hard to listen to him, trying to keep himself from twitching. Noli's dick was one thing- it was wet and thin, sliding past his body's defences fairly easily. But the egg was about the size of a golfball and it may as well have been the size of a coconut for how impossible it seemed to get it through. The longer it took the worse 007n7 was shaking, tears starting to prick at the corner of his eyes. Useless. Stupid useless body couldn't even do the one thing he wanted it to do.
He scrabbled desperately at Noli’s shoulders until he met his gaze, brows creased in worry. His lips parted and 007n7 already knew he was going to say something stupid about 007n7 ‘not needing to do this,’ so he beat him to the punch.
“Hypnotize me.”
Noli’s eyes went wide but to his credit he didn’t try to protest, just tightening his tail gently as he stared deep into 007n7’s eyes.
“Relax.”
The command hit him like a wall of fog. His body went slack in an instant, limp in Noli’s careful hold like a doll as he rutted gently against him. The egg slid easily into him and he gave a strangled moan, fighting against the hold Noli had over his mind just enough to press his hips harder against him.
“There you go. Now you can stop growling at me.”
“Mmph…”
A second egg was already pushing at him and it entered just as easily as the first. He stared up at Noli, his eyes hazy with satisfaction, and he stroked his cheek adoringly.
“Greedy, greedy thing. I think you may want this even more than I do.”
“Haah- ah- Noli-”
He cut himself off with a strangled moan when another slipped past his cervix, starting to feel the heaviness in his abdomen as they settled in his womb. Noli’s face buried against his neck, the heady pressure of his tail pressing in on him- it was too much, and when the next egg pushed its way into him he shook like a leaf as he came.
“Just a few more, darling, do you think you can do that?”
Overstimulation sent electric sparks through him but he nodded, shifting his legs wider as Noli purred sweetly and licked his neck. Pressing little almost-bites against him, his wickedly sharp fangs brushing his skin and coming so close to drawing blood before he pulled away and laved his tongue over the spot.
Another slipped through and he barely made a sound, just a low groan as Noli switched targets to his shoulders, teasing him with his fangs and leaving light marks littered across his pale flesh like an overgrown mosquito.
“You- stop that…” 007n7 huffed, trying to push him off, but his arms fell to his sides limply and Noli happily returned to covering him in his handiwork. He moaned when Noli’s teeth finally sank into his shoulder, panting heavily at the sweet sting and the even sweeter burn when he licked the wound, coating his tongue in 007n7’s blood.
“Mmm, I’m just distracting you…”
Sure enough, when he dug his fangs in again 007n7 completely forgot about the ache in his lower half, mind filled with the wet noises of Noli’s mouth sucking greedily at the injuries he’d made. Noli’s face pressing against his neck left his own throat wide open, and 007n7 absentmindedly nibbled at a patch of dark scales. Noli froze dead. Then his tail started twitching and 007n7 felt his grin press against his skin.
“Go on then, darling, it’s only fair if you get a turn too.”
007n7 tentatively let his canines sink deeper into Noli’s skin, feeling him shiver when they pierced through and black blood started beading at the corners. 007n7 hesitated until Noli cooed at him, pressing his neck against his teeth encouragingly and he finally ran his tongue over the wound.
He let out a shaky breath as the taste hit him. It had been so long since he’d tasted human- well, not human, but humanoid- blood, and Noli’s was thick and sweet on his tongue. He licked again and barely felt it when the last egg slipped into him and Noli shuddered.
“We’re not so different, you know.” Noli sang, pulling back and eyeing the blood smearing 007n7’s face adoringly. 007n7 gave a short, blissed-out purr in response, feeling bloated and heavy, and leaned backwards as Noli retreated far enough to see his stomach.
“Perfect.” he cooed, and 007n7 let him press his hands carefully against his stomach, kneading against the slight swell. He felt dazed, thoughts sweet and syrupy as he pressed his own fingers curiously against the new bulge. It wasn’t much- the thick layer of fat he had developed with age hid most of it, softening his form, but he still looked at least a few months pregnant. His tail twisted against Noli’s scales, not even coming close to wrapping around his torso, but it managed to twine around his arm and Noli leaned closer with a grin.
“Didn’t I tell you that you’d be perfect for this? Look at you. You took me so well, I barely had to hypnotize you.”
“Ngh…” 007n7 groaned back, burying his face against Noli’s still-bleeding neck again. He gave a half-hearted lick and Noli shivered.
“Take as much as you want, darling. I have an unexpected amount of free time on my hands.”
“Good, because I’m afraid I'm about to be quite annoying.”
He could already feel his mind itching, demanding he make a nest immediately, and he shut that part of him up with a big mental stick. He felt like he could barely move, much less get up. And Noli’s tail was smooth and comforting enough to pass for now.
“Oh, don’t worry, I’ve heard of demons nesting. You can’t be more annoying than having to run around the forest all day and night looking for more prey.”
“Mmm, don’t jinx it.”
“I don’t think I could. Lady Luck has obviously decided I’m her favourite.”
He coiled closer, carefully dragging his tail over 007n7’s legs like a blanket, and the feeling was enough to shut up the persistent nagging voice in the back of 007n7’s head. He felt overwhelmingly content, happy just to watch Noli’s eyes glitter as he stared at the bites littering his neck and the bulge of his stomach, admiring his handiwork. 007n7 looked at the messier bite he’d left on Noli in return and purred.