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same space | shuriri x spoiled!black!fem!reader

Summary: you and shuri have a unique romantic history—the two of you have been bonded by an “arrangement”, but it’s been a good while since you’ve seen each other last. What happens when a routine drunk call + rescue reveals that it is no longer just the two of you.

Content includes: mentions of drugs and alcohol, swearing, semi-offensive insults.

Translations:

nkosazana- princess

umhle nkosazana yam- you look beautiful, my princess

Author’s note: ahh! Baby’s first fic! I am extremely nervous posting this, but i’m equally just as excited. I wanna say thank you to my baby boo @prettymrswright for all of her help and encouragement throughout the process. my tummy is achinggg (anxious girlies stand up!) but i cannot wait to hear what you guys think! thank ya’ll in advance for reading <3

Tagging some of my favsss: @prettymrswright @sapphicvqmpires @kisskourt @inmyheadimobsessed @pvnks0ul @vampzxi @quintessencewrites

Shuri took a deep breath, bracing herself for the chaos awaiting her just behind the heavy doors of the mansion. She could feel the music up through her arm as she pushed through the barrier.

She stepped inside and took in her surroundings. Glitter covered the marble floors, shimmering beneath the beams of light coming from one of the many disco balls hanging down from the high ceilings. A neon ‘Studio 54’ sign was mounted on the wall surrounded by vintage photographs and abstract art pieces.

To the left was a dimly-lit lounge with large, plush earth-toned couches and loveseats. People dressed in rhinestone covered jumpsuits and bell bottoms were socializing throughout the space, some smoking or sitting at the bar with decorated martini glasses.

The young royal ventured down a dark hallway to the right of her, following the sound of music emitting from the commodious ballroom. Colorful rays of light bounced off the walls and beneath Siri’s black boots, multi-colored tiles danced around to the beat.

The queen stood out amongst the sea of metallic gogo boots and fringe. Her slender frame was concealed beneath a black, oversized blazer and perfectly tailored pants to match. Her wandering eyes hid behind her favorite pair of black shades.

Shuri did her best to avoid getting sandwiched between a couple of inebriated bodies thrashing around her. She swiveled her head, attempting to locate you amongst the crowd until finally spotting you.

You were tucked away in a roped off section, attention focused on someone sitting dangerously close to you in the conversation pit. In the center sat a glass table, littered with empty liquor bottles, ashtrays, and assorted sizes of plastic bags. Your smooth, rich skin was covered in a sheer, floor length gown. Diamonds cascaded in detailed patterns across the fabric and tufts of feathers decorated the sleeves and hem, sweeping the silver open-toed platform heels on your feet. Your fresh braids lay parted down the center, hanging down to your lower back. You looked opulent and sexy in the iconic gown. The shimmer on your eyelids and glossy lips catching the light.

You sat with your legs crossed, one arm stretched out beside you and the other resting on your thigh while you sat back engaged in a conversation with a girl in a beaded mini dress. You watched her lips as she chatted about..stuff.

Your liquor induced arousal was immediately redirected once you caught sight of the slim figure looming behind the stranger.

“I hate to cut you off baby, but my ride is here.”

You eyed Shuri from head to toe, lingering on the bit of exposed chest behind her blazer. You leaned forward to plant a quick kiss on the girl's left cheek before standing to take Shuri’s awaiting hand.

She pressed her palm against the small of your back, steadying you.

“You okay to walk, nkosazana?”

You looked to Shuri with big, pleading eyes and she took the hint. She wrapped one of your arms around the back of her neck and scooped you up into her arms bridal style.

The two of you made your way back to the entrance. You were highly intoxicated and giggling in Shuri’s hold, your head pressed against her chest. You caught a whiff of her signature scent, the mix of sweetness and musk that you recognized as Tom Ford Vanille Fatale. You bought it for her a while back and it had been her favorite ever since.

Meanwhile, Shuri was playing it cool, trying not to make it obvious how happy she was to have you this close again. She cracked a smile at how easily tickled you became at her praise.

Although the noise level had significantly quieted down, Shuri whispered into you again.

“You look beautiful, my love.”

Another giggle escaped you and it was music to Shuri’s ears.

“Thank you, shuri bear”

“I thought I told you to stop calling me that, y/n” Shuri huffed before letting you down, her still wrapped around you until the swaying ceased.

“Oh, by the way, this is Riri.”

Shuri softly tapped on the tinted window, prompting the stranger to roll it down.

Riri sat stone-faced and unamused. Her sharp jaw clenched in annoyance before she threw an uninterested two finger wave your way. She still had not looked in your direction, but your gaze locked in on her. She sat slouched in the front seat of Shuri’s Maserati Quattroporte, wearing a baggy denim jacket over a tight fitting white crop top with matching baggy jeans.

Your attention focused on the neat star design braided into the side of her head and the joint tucked behind her ear.

Even drunk, you could sense that she didn’t like you. Or at least she didn’t care much for you. She didn’t even know you, how could she not like you?

“You good, Cher?”

Riri’s low voice pulled you from your thoughts and you tightened up immediately, flipping your braids back and straightening out your dress. You wouldn’t let her see you sweat, but can admit you were impressed she caught the reference. You threw on a fake smile before bending down to reach her level.

‘You’re in my seat, Riri—“

Before she could respond Shuri snatched you away from the window.

“Hey watch the dress!” You shouted.

Shuri pulled you around to the driver’s side pushing you up against the side of the car. You yanked your arm out of her grip.

“The fuck was that for?”

Shuri stepped closer to you, the front of her body touching yours.

“Riri is my girlfriend, she’s not riding in the back.”

You stared blankly at Shuri as your thoughts began to race again.

Girlfriend? When did this happen? How did this happen?

It seemed Shuri could read your mind.

“We can talk about this later. Just sit in the back and be good for me, please? Riri likes to fight.”

Shuri opened the back door, helping you inside. She was about to close the door, but stopped to pop her head back inside the vehicle, taking your chin between her thumb and index finger.

“Play nice” she whispered

Your eyes followed Shuri as she hopped back into the front seat. The engine purred to life and the three of you were off.

You stared out the window at the star lit sky, watching the lavish residence disappear from view, thinking back to the last time you had seen Shuri.

Four months ago the two of you were inseparable. Showing up to parties together, showering each other with gifts, sneaking away to private islands. It may have seemed extravagant to others, but it was a lifestyle the two of you were accustomed to.

You enjoyed your time together, but both parties especially enjoyed the freedom that came with not committing.

It was no secret that you and Shuri had undeniable chemistry. She would do anything for you, go anywhere with you.

The reason you weren’t in Riri’s position was because you didn’t need to be. Girlfriend or not, Shuri was never really out of reach. Your history ran deep and you had been through a lot together. Somewhere down the line, friends became more and things became romantic.

You both saw other people, nothing serious. Shuri usually had a few girls on rotation. It didn’t really bother you because she would abandon whomever she was using to occupy her time with to be with you.

It was one of the things you loved most about her. She was kind and attentive, kept you in check, never let you get lazy or unfocused.

On top of that she really knew how to f—

“-uck is she back there daydreaming about?” Riri snapped.

“She does that a lot” Shuri laughed.

“You wanna hit this or not? Don’t got all night.”

Riri held the lit joint between her fingers, pointing it in your direction.

“Thanks.” You replied dryly

You took it from her, then began to examine the bubblegum pink rolling paper.

“You roll this, Riri?”

“Yeah. Problem?”

You didn’t miss the small smirk that crept upon her face as she awaited your response.

“You used my rolling papers.” You stated matter-of-factly.

Your voice came out more shrill than you intended.

Shuri cut her eyes to you through the rear view mirror. It was a look you had come to learn was a silent warning.

“You left them behind the last time you were over, nkosazana”

You looked back over to Riri, who had now cracked a full blown smile. She watched in amusement as you took a long drag, letting the smoke fill your lungs.

You blew a path directly at her with the remaining smoke, letting it drift around her chiseled face and creating the illusion of her sitting among the clouds.

Her gaze had yet to leave yours. She was studying you: the way your nose scrunched up in annoyance, how your plump lips seemed to always sit in a permanent pout, and fixating on the way your chest increasingly rose and fell.

Maybe it was the weed or maybe it was the fact that Riri was stunning. Her eyes were intense as they bore into you, it made you nervous. It also made you extremely horny.

The car finally rolled into Shuri’s garage. And although you felt a suffocating heaviness in the vehicle, neither you nor Riri moved. You both knew better than to touch your own door handle.

Shuri went for your door first. You stepped out and pushed right past her, leaving no room for conversation. The clicking of your heels echoed throughout the vast garage as you stormed off, hips swaying beneath your dress.

The couple silently watched your figure stride past the rows of parked vehicles and vanish behind the door, making your way inside the house.

Shuri sighed deeply, carefully contemplating her next move. She grabbed Riri’s hands and kissed her knuckles before guiding her inside.

Inside, you made a b-line straight for the kitchen. You swung open one of the cabinets just above your head, snatching a wine glass from inside before slamming it shut.

Shuri was leaned up against the wall, right next to the small space that housed her impressive wine collection. Her eyes traveled down to the glass in your hand and she rolled her eyes, turning to grab the handle.

She disappeared inside, a look of contemplation on her face as she scanned the rows of bottles. Finally, she reached for a 1973 Chateau Montelena Chardonnay. She sauntered toward you, sending you a cryptic smile before heading right for the same cabinet you were just abusing.

In her hand she held two more wine glasses.

“I taught you better than that, y/n.” She teased.

Shuri made her way into the living room and you followed behind.

Riri sat alone on one of the couches, her hand rested over her face.

Shuri stood before you two, looking as beautiful as ever, oozing with charm and sex appeal. She set two of the glasses down, prompting you to add yours to the mix. You jumped at the ‘pop’ of the cork, anxious to have the glass back in your grasp.

“I think we should play a game, get to know each other a little better.” Her accent was thick, but it was no match for the tension in the air.

“And why would we do that?” You questioned.

The last thing you were interested in doing was learning anything about Riri. You felt you had gathered enough information about her from the ride to Shuri’s place: her name and the fact that she has a nasty attitude. Which is rich coming from you.

“Because, princess,” Shuri paused as she filled each glass. “If I’m going to keep both of you in my life, I want you two to bond, learn to get along.” She passed one to Riri, then you, before picking up the last for herself.

Before she could take a sip, her kimoyo beads hummed to life, signaling that someone was trying to contact her.

“I’ll be right back” was all she said before rushing out of the room.

Silence once again fell upon the house. You sipping from your glass, Riri staring you down from across the room. She was the first to speak up.

“So, what escort service did she find your ass from?”

You choked on your drink, appalled at the accusation.

“What the fuck did you just say to me, Keebler elf?”

You were trying to keep your voices down, afraid Shuri would hear from wherever she ran off to.

Riri stood up from her seat, coming face to face with you.

“There’s no way someone would be desperate enough to cling onto someone with a whole ass girlfriend the way that you do without getting paid for it.”

You stood your ground, pushing your upper body up to meet Riri halfway, mere inches away from her face.

“And you’d have to be one dumb bitch to think that title has any meaning.”

“Y/N!”

Before you could register the end of that exchange, Shuri grabbed you up for the second time that night, dragging you down the corridor and into a guest room. She slammed the door behind her, shoulders raising and dropping as she breathed heavily.

Stupidly, you opened your mouth to defend yourself.

“Shuri, that’s not fair, she was being awful to me—“

“I do not care! That is my partner, you do not speak to her like that. You disrespect her, you disrespect me. You’re lucky she even allowed you to step foot in our home!”

Our home. Your throat tightened at the sound. You were starting to feel sick.

“I should have told you earlier, I’m sorry.”

Shuri kneeled in front of you, taking your hands into hers.

“I met Riri a while back, when I went on that trip to Massachusetts.”

“That was six months ago.” You were trying to keep up with the timeline of events that Shuri was explaining to you.

“Yes. We kept in touch, nothing serious.” She peered up at you, waiting for your reaction.

“Go on.”

She cleared her throat before continuing.

“Of course you know, I got this place here in New York to be closer to you. But then I had to return home for a while.”

Things were starting to add up. You remembered having to say goodbye to Shuri, how much you had missed her over the last 4 months.

“Riri came to help me in the lab and we grew to enjoy each other's company. Not in the way that I’m used to, this was real. We made things official and when all the chaos settled, I asked her to return to the city with me.”

You were speechless for a moment, taking in Shuri’s words. You didn’t find yourself being angry, you had no right. The two of you were never exclusive and until a few weeks ago, you didn’t even entertain the thought of it. It had never bothered you that Shuri preferred an open relationship, but hearing that she was serious about Riri struck you to your core.

“Does she know?” You whispered.

“About us?” You nodded in response.

“Yes, I told her up front. My love for you never ceases. No matter who I am with, no matter where I go. You may not have chosen me, my love, but I will always choose you.”

Classic Shuri, girl always had a way with words.

“So how does this work?”

“Riri doesn't care for monogamy, that is how this even works in the first place. We’ll have to set some boundaries, of course, but I believe that we can figure this out. You just have to trust me, okay?”

It was a lot to consider. To say that you and Riri were at odds was an understatement, and establishing mutual tolerance would take some work. But you saw how much this meant to Shuri.

“I missed you, Shuri” you said honestly. Fatigue began to overcome you, and Shuri knew she didn’t have much longer to converse with you.

You laid back onto the bed while Shuri removed your heels. She covered you with a blanket and bent down towards your face. Your eyelids grew heavier with each passing second.

“We’ll talk some more in the morning. Get some rest now. Did I already tell you how beautiful you look?”

“Yeah, but you can tell me again.”

A big smile broke across Shuri’s face. She placed soft kisses on your cheeks, one after another, and lingered as she made contact with your forehead.

“umhle nkosazana yam”

It was the last thing you heard before sleep carried you off.

#shuri x reader #shuri x riri #shuriri x reader #shuriri #shuri x you #shuri x y/n

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infraaa · 1 year

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HISBDBSJSBSS... so can we maybe have longan smut hcs.. 🙏🧎 gender neutral pls😭

『I am foaming at the mouth. sociopathic dragon man is here. I had another one asking for a oneshot, so I’ll just do that one. Love how human games work, hm?』

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒

longan dragonxgn!reader (can also be read as afab of desired. No physical desc. added.)

tw // oral, double penetration, dom/sub mechanic, degradation, light impact play, implied non con, sadism, a bit of blood, hurt/no comfort, no fluff kinda, edging, asphyxiation play/choking 【cw // spin the bottle, seven minutes in heaven】

baker’s note // I do not support r**e in any way, shape, or form. If you or someone else you know is experiencing SA or anything similar, DO NOT be afraid to advocate and or help them! The RAINN Organization is superb, and will help you through your case. Please contact them if you need any assistance. Viewer’s Discretion is strongly advised beyond this point.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT.

It’s rare that the dragons ever meet up just because, with their mixed feelings towards each other and family history. It’s fun to cause chaos though, so it’s fun seeing them all interact.

Longan was in the kitchen making noodles for everyone, not because they wanted to but because Lychee was there and they didn’t feel like being a disappointment in their own home. The stoic ivory dragon, emotionless yet yearning, stood at their stove and waited for their rice noodles. Meanwhile everyone else was sitting in their living room, chatting about nothing in particular. Lotus Dragon was playing their mandolin quietly next to Ananas Dragon, who had brought their lemur for company, so that the little fluffy guy could meet everyone else. The little animal ran around the rug on the floor, playing with a clam he had found.

“Heeeey guys!” A familiar voice rang. Pitaya, Ananas, and Lotus looked up to see you and Lychee standing at the foot of the glossy ivory stairway, heading down the stairs. Lychee came down with a playful smile as they sort of dragged you along with them. “Hey Lychee. You look sssso happy. What’s up?” Pitaya asked curiously. Ananas saw a little bottle in the purple dragon’s hand and pointed to it. “You have an empty bottle, where’d that come from?” Lychee took your shoulder in their arm and hugged you towards them, sitting cheek to cheek with you. “Oh, they had it when they brought it with them. And we were just chatting in my room and they had this bottle and I said, *audible gasp,* hey I got an idea! And so I brought them down to tell you all what we came up with, go on, tell them! Teeell theeeemmm!” Lychee became very giddy as they then pushed you towards the three dragons sitting together. You became very flushed knowing that there was now three pairs of eyes on you, and another pair eying you excitedly with anticipation. The purple dragon took hold of your shoulders, clearly impatient. “Come on, tell ‘em!” They sounded like Lottie from Princess and the Frog, (a truly iconic figure in a Disney movie,) as you were like the Tiana, shy and quiet standing in front of them.

It was really a wonder how you got here. You’ve known the dragons for a year and a half and in that time you were accepted into their group. A friend of Lychee Dragon, you met them first. You smiled weakly with a small blush at your… unique friends, and you cleared your throat. “I had this water bottle when I came over here. I drank all the water in it and Lychee came up to me and suggested that we should play one of my “normie cookie games” together.” Lotus Dragon looked up at you from their mandolin with a calm expression, their teal serpentine eyes greeting yours. Their smooth lips curled into a smile as they tilted their head slightly and asked, eager to learn, “A game you say? With an empty bottle?” You nodded at the dragon to the left of you before the fiery red dragon to the right of them spoke, “Issss it a fighting game? Do we alsssso get bottles of our own? Oh! I know, issss it a chugging game to sssse who can drink the mosssst water?” “Grrh… don’t be foolish.” Ananas dragon interrupted, gesturing to you, “as you were saying? Do continue.”

“Well…” you started. You eyed Lychee in the back of your head as they nodded excitedly, mouthing out the words, “tell them” over and over again. You sighed, and turned back to the others. “It’s called Seven Minutes in Heaven.” Lotus’s eyes widened at your words. “What doessss it mean, blue?” Pitaya asked, seeing their realization. “I’ve heard of this game before. You either pick something from a hat or, you spin a bottle, and whomever the bottle lands on, or whomever the item in the hat belongs to, is the person you have to… spend an amount of time in a closed off space together with. Am I correct?” You nodded. Pitaya looked unamused. “That soundssss boring assss hell.” Lychee Dragon pouted, “don’t be such a buzzkill! It’ll be fun! Oh! Hold on!” They ran off somewhere, with you eyeing them once again. One thing you noticed was that they ran off into the kitchen where Longan was. You suddenly felt that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach. You heard some grumbling before a click of the stove and some doors opening, some dishes coming out and clanking against the counter, and some tupperware as well.

“Dinner.” Longan suddenly said from the kitchen calmly, before Lychee let out a disappointed groan. Pitaya got up to meet Longan in the kitchen, the others following suit. You eyed the dragons as they went towards the kitchen, Ananas staying behind. They looked at you as they finally got to stretch out on the sofa, letting out a relaxed growl, leaning more into low satisfied purrs. Pineapplelemur jumped into his owner’s lap before resting comfortably, swinging his little tail around his fluffy orange and brown body. “Ananas, are you coming?” You said as you turned to him after a second of walking. They smiled loosely at you before taking a gentle hand to their lemur’s ears, giving the little creature scritches, which it took kindly to. “Not hungry. Plus, I don’t really like Longan’s cooking anyway.” “It’s called being on a budget, Ananas-“ “It’s called use fresh ingredients instead of processed bullshit, grandpa.” Lotus peeked their head out of the kitchen with a smirk, “Ananas, they made kimchi!~” “Kimchi?” “Yeah, you like kimchi.”

…………….

“Okay I’ll be there in a sec but I’m n o t eating your fucking noodles.”

And then they ate it. And then after a quick dinner, the lot regrouped in the living room, Lychee still attempting to press Longan to join them. They were begging the ivory dragon go at least indulge in a little “family fun” as they put it. Suddenly, Ananas started to snicker to themselves after looking at Longan, appearing then to be deep in thought. “Longan.” They said after they stopped their laughter. The ivory dragon looked to the blonde haired dragon to their left. “What?” “Let me pull you to the side right quick.”

Ananas then guided Longan into their kitchen, turning their head to wink at you. Lychee huffed, and sat next to Lotus on the couch. “I wonder what they’re going on about now.” The blue dragon said smoothly, curled up next to Pineapplelemur, who started sniffing Lotus’s sleeve. After a few seconds of waiting, Longan walks out out of the kitchen, their eyes dead set on yours. It was almost paralyzing the way they looked at you, their cheeks slightly reddened, contrasting with their alabaster skin. “Longan?” You asked, putting a hand to your chest. Lychee got up with hope in their sherbet eyes. “What did you all talk about? Spill the tea!” “I’ll play.” Your eyes widened, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. “Nanas…?” You whispered. The golden dragon walked up to you with a certain twist in their hips, a certain smile… their tail grazed your calf , gently curing around it and sliding off before they put a hand to your shoulder. This caused you to blush and look up at the tall dragon with doe like eyes. They giggled, and took his hand and gently pet your cheek. “You’re welcome, cutie,” they bent down to meet the shell of your ear, knowing now that Longan’s golden eyes were now on them instead of you, “and quit looking at me that way before I start thinking about taking you from them.”

“ANANAS.”

“Hm…” they hummed before sitting next to Pitaya on the floor. The other dragons assembled in a circle, surrounding the bottle that you had put on the ground. Lychee was dancing to themselves as they reveled in their victory. “Love ya Longan!” “Shut up.”

After once again explaining how the game works, they all picked a number. They spun the bottle in chronological order. Having to spend seven minutes upstairs with the person that the bottle landed on. And all was good until it got to you. You swallowed, as you had already spent time with Pitaya and Lotus. You spun the bottle and it slowed like a trance as it pointed towards Longan, almost hastily wanting to pass by to hit Lychee. You looked at them, who was looking at the mouth of the empty bottle only to meet your eyes in an emotionless stupor. You got up, as did he, frozen in place as you saw them gracefully approach your place in the circle. They motioned for you to follow them, rather coldly, as you followed them up the stairs. Ananas broke their phone out to ask Siri to set another timer for seven minutes.

When you got to Longan’s room, you could feel a rush of cold air hit you like a tidal wave. Their room was a monochrome theme with hints of black and gold. It looked modern, but not too much, very neutral. They sat on their bed and, once again, very monotonously, asked you to sit with them. You did as you were told and sat next to the ivory dragon on their bed, feeling the lush duvet that was plush with crème down feathers greet your legs. You sat with each other in a moment of silence before you started to speak, ever so foolishly. As soon as you started to speak, your soft voice hitting the cold air of their room, you felt them suddenly kiss you, nearly toppling over you in a rough, yet passionate bout.

What was this about?

Longan then toppled you onto your back, nearly hovering over you like a dog, examining your doe like eyes plainly. They looked you up and down, and then sat on their knees, allowing you to process what just happened. Sitting up, you try your best to keep your calm and to not let them stir you, causing them to smile ever so slightly. "Was that the gold you were searching for?" Longan asked before creeping slightly towards your neck, their icy breath looming on your skin like a tidal wave. However cold, their breath made you feel all the more flustered. "Ananas had told me everything. They even know about your feelings. That's pathetic, and—" Your eyes squinted shut for a brief moment before you realized that they were starting to move on top of you again, but this time a lot slower. "I know, okay? You don't have to reiterate." You cried softly, trying to keep your composure as they brought the tip of their porcelain nose to the nape of your neck. "I'm sorry... for being such a fool."

You felt the ivory dragon snicker on your skin, before exclaiming, "You know... it has been a while since I've exposed myself to something like this..." This made you shiver, sending a cold chill down your spine to make you arch into them. Their forked tongue swept across the skin of your neck, leaving a hot trail of saliva in its wake. Going upward, they reached your lips, licking them almost impatiently. This made you squeel as they parted their lips to give you a rough kiss, pressing his tongue firmly against your teeth. You denied, resulting in them quickly taking their free hand to grip your jaw, forcing your mouth open, allowing their forked tongue to meet yours by force.

Expressing discomfort by the ivory dragon's sudden actions, you made sure to lead them on in the moment, feining welcome to the organ inside your mouth, before trying to position their tongue in the correct place, and as soon as you did that, you bit down on Longan's tongue. Hard. They groaned at the sudden feeling of pain, causing them to pull back in shock. A little dribble of cold blood left their mouth. You took this oppertunity to try and escape, since you heard the timer on Ananas's phone go off a second ago. However, the ivory dragon didn't take a very good liking to this, and quickly took your wrists and pinned them above your head with a fast, yet furious motion. Their golden eyes bore into yours, as if thry were about to reep your soul. They blinked, and smirked sadistically. "Bite me again, see what happens to you." Your eyes widened in fear as your tremble became almost blantantly visible to the naked eye, seeing the smile of their quickly fade off of their face. "You know, if I really wanted to, I could turn you to stone with but a glance. Is that what you want?" You violently shook your head no, your hair creating friction between the strands themselves and the dragon's clean creme colored sheets adorning their huge bed. "Then be good." You nooded in affirmation, making them smile knowing you were now being compliant, albiet out of your own fear. It was almost like an aphrodisiac for them to see, your red flushed face and bruised lips, red glossy eyes looking as though you were about to cry, they loved every bit of your expression, and after basking in it for a dew seconds, they swept back onto your body, wrists still in their hand with a groan as they took your mouth in another rough kiss, shoving their tongue into your mouth once more to claim new warm territory. After what seemed lik forever, they finally broke the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting the two of you together, like a land bridge. They took a free thumb to your bottom lip to trace it, taking your end of the slimy bridge to their own end and sucking off their thumb, lasciviously swallowing the combo of your saliva mixed in with their own.

"You look at me. Now." They ordered as they once again lowered down on you, implicitly impatient even in their wording. You obeyed as to not anger them again. They blinked slowly as they took time once again to revel in your submissive facial features. "Better." They whispered as you started to pant from the kiss, still recovering you bit your now bruised lower lip, wearing an incandescent shade of red that sparkled like diamonds. "Please..." you muttered, completely out of fear and panic, "please don't turn me into stone..." "And I will not, if you choose to cooperate and be good for me." They whispered, smirking a tad bit once more, "just be my good pet, weak one. And I will be sure to even move the stars for you." They stroked your head before resting their hand on the side of your head. "Like a stray puppy you are, weak one. Cute. So sweet as well, your flavor... is utterly exquisite to me."

They took a moment to analyze their threat from before. "As well as my previous statement, if the others had found out that I turned you to stone, they would not be very happy with me, so even that is out of the question." They took you with a slight grunt and licked up your throat to make you emit another squeak, before saying, "You will be mine, whether you like it or not." Without another word they took their free hand to grip at the collar of your shirt, before roughly tearing the fabric off of your body as though it was paper. Seeing the top half of your body now exposed to them, they licked their lips in a predatory manner, like a bear about to consume its prey. Noticing their sick pleasure you instinctively tried to hide yourself by whatever means you could, but the grip that Longan had on your wrists only grew tighter the more you decided to writhe. Seeing your body react naturally to the cold air in the room, Longan used this oppertunity to disrobe thermselves, releasing your wrists with their eyes glued on you, ensuring that you don't resist them. Taking off their golden chestpiece and shoulder plates, they almost haphazardly removed their silken robes, taking then and tossing them somewhere on the white tile floor. Their body was naturally toned, with small scars littering their body to repsresent the many battles that they have been in, and the amount of resistance that their body has built up over the many centuries that they have lived through.

"You're... so sexy..." You thought as you eyeballed him like a shocked high schooler eying their crush. They knew that you liked what you saw, and with this they chuckled and lowered back on you, with the primal instrinct of a wild animal, and immediately took your neck in their mouth, biting down and sucking on your skin, peppering rough wet kisses as they went up and down your tender flesh. You barely held back, losing yourself in the midst of your own sickly induced state of pleasure. They noticed that you moaned louder when they bit a particular spot on your neck, and this continued to assault that same spot with fervor, creating a decent dark hickey that would take refuge there as a symbol of the mighty Longan Dragon claiming you. With every whine and moan you released, they slowly started groaning lowly in pleasure, hearing your innocent voice become so erotic and dirty, tainted with the sin of lust was like music to their ears. You started to feel the huge bulge grow in between their legs, as it poked at your inner thigh. They felt on it, wanting to continue onward rather than end so abruptly. They knew that the time you shared together in this little game had to technically end, according to the game's rules, but where's the fun in that?

They mercilessly continued on with their teasing, tracing their tongue further down, following your abdominal line and playfully circling your belly button. After have practically tore your shoes and socks off from your feet, they unbuckled your jeans and eagerly pulled them down your legs, exposing your soaked undergarments. Grinning in victory at the delicious sight, they lowered their head a bit and gently clenched the thin fabric in their teeth, pulling it down with a teasing slowness that only made you even wetter. When he finally reached your feet, they slipped them off and tossed away with a single, careless movement of their arm.

You were now completely nude before them.

Longan pulled your legs apart before looking down at your heat voraciously, almost wanting to consume you whole like a snake. They then bent down keeping eye contact with you as they did so. You watched in bewilderment as they slowly moved, going down like a king cobra. Their nose ended at the heat of your sex, causing your face to flush like a ripe red berry. “What— what are you- ah!” They cut your sentence off abruptly as they moaned and slid their snake like tongue up your slit slowly, almost on a teasing way. Your entrance shivered and tightened, causing them to inhale your scent with a soft, huddled sigh. “Oh, you taste good…” They then started to devour you, wasting no time to eat you out rather sloppily. Emitting load moan after loud moan, you felt them torture your most sensitive areas with long intent, looking up at your ecstasy stricken face. It felt so god damn good..! SO. GOOD. Now, with them eating you out like candy, your body then started a war with itself. You wanted them badly, at least your body did. It was now in a state of vile lust that needed to be satiated, but your brain said no to this, leaving you conflicted with this opposing emotions ravaging you.

And as soon as you felt your orgasm peak, their touch was gone. You felt the absence of their touch disappoint you as the heat from your sex worsened with the now cold rush of air that distanced it from Longan. “I’m so disgusting…” you uttered. You missed their tongue inside you already. The way it moved against you put you in a mad trance, only to be sobered up faster than you could blink. They sat up and groaned at the now painful feeling coming from their bottom half, their bulge being hardly able to contain itself. They then tore off their bottoms after kicking off his shoes and socks, all of his clothes hitting the floor beside the bed with a rough thud. Your eyes widened and jaw dropped at their size. Or should we refer to this as… sizes. They were fucking huge. Not only that, but they have two instead of the normal one cock. You sighed audibly at their huge members, seeing as this was the first time seeing something like this for you, the last time you saw something like this was in playboy magazines, and it was clear as day that Longan, with their size and girth, made those playboy models look like mince meat. You slowly pulled your wrists down, covering yourself to warm up. Their hands however took yours and guided them away, softly tracing the curves of your body as they did so. They then backed away slightly so you could move around. They motioned you to move closer to them with their finger. You obeyed, trembling advancing on all fours. You felt terribly uncomfortable now that they were completely nude, and their hungry gaze surely didn't make you feel better.

They took the back of your head in their hand, lacing your hair in their fingers, locking you in place. “Pick one and suck.” Longan said almost emotionlessly, as though it was a command. You looked at them in bewilderment before they impatiently sighed. “E… excuse me?” You stammered, looking at their two cocks, wondering if they could even fit in your mouth anyway. They would probably make you choke on your own breath, or worse… unhinge your mouth. They took your hair and pulled firmly, making you look up at their fearsome eyes, eyes that took the breath out of your lungs in a mere instant. “Remember my statement from earlier?” You nodded quickly before apologizing with not a word not left stammered, “Nononono wait..! P.. Please don’t hur-hurt me.! I’ll… I’ll do it… I’ll do it!” They analyzing your words carefully before snidely smiling. “Wise decision.” They then repositioned your head. “Now choose one.”

“Jesus Christ…” you couldn’t believe that you were about to do something so disgusting. You felt the left tip touch your lips as you tried to open your mouth, but you found it hard to do so. Growing more impatient, Longan had tightened their grip on your hair, showing that off to you. “Suck.” They said once more, now sounding more aggressive. You hesitated before parting your trembling lips to give them a testing lick to their left tip, automatically making them emit a quiet groan. Ignoring the protests of your stomach, you licked it again more firmly. Your lips fit the tip of Longan’s cock in your mouth, gently sucking on the tip that you tried to keep in. Taking a bit of courage and motivation by the fact that this would have saved your life, you brought one of your hands to the other throbbing member in your face and began to massage it, rubbing and stroking the oversized piece of flesh that twitched happily in your grip. Pre cum started to invade your mouth, making you want to throw up all the more badly. Nevertheless, through their increasing volume of their grunts and moans, your kissed their tip while stroking off the other, giving him breath shuddering pleasure as they threw their head back. Longan’s hand on the back of your head started to push down on you, and the want in their eyes was now wanton, glowing with lust their golden eyes were. They wanted more than just a simple grooming from you. Letting out a desperate sigh and blushing heavily, you opened as wide you could and took the big member's shaft in your mouth. As your lips gently surrounded the sensitive flesh, a stifled disgusted whine formed in your throat, causing them to groan as small delicious vibrations were sent up to their already fully erected cock. Hoping to end it as soon as possible, you began to suck hard on it, bobbing your head up and down. "Fuck... haahhh...~" They sighed through their fangs as they started to thrust into your mouth, making you gag by surprise. Thay chortled at this, and smiled sadistically as you looked up at them with tears gathering from your tear ducts, and a full mouth with flushed cheeks, "Yes weak one, gag... I wanna see you choke like a good little one that you are..." With this, they started to forcefully start bobbing your head up and down the shaft of their cock, quickening your pace on them further to increase their own sense of bliss.

"W-Wai! Sto', Yo'r- yo'r oo i-ig..!"

"I said CHOKE! Fucking GAG you god damn whore!"

They laughed as they watched you forcefully take more of their cock in their mouth. You could feel the head poke at the back of your throat, tempting to slide down your tongue into that hole past your uvula. It made you gag, and it was hard to breathe. You tried to get away by pushing on the bedsheets, but they tightened their grip in your hair so that you couldn’t. Their breathing became more labored and heavy, a tell tale sign that their claims was soon to approach.

They didn’t even warn you a few minutes later when you felt a torrent of seed rush into your mouth and in the back of your throat, making it even harder for you to breathe. Hot cum blasted onto the left side of your face as well from their other member. You shut your eyes tight as to not let the salty viscous liquid touch your eyes in any way possible, but you swore you felt it hit your eyelashes. You pulled off, and your cheeks were full and swollen, your mouth feeling a sense of relief as it regained its structure. Before you could spit out the unpleasant contents in your mouth however Longan looked at you with sadistic lust filled eyes. “If you spit it out I swear… Swallow me.” Longan ordered, their thumb slightly quivering under your chin. Their breath still shook slightly from the high of their own orgasm, as you mindlessly obeyed, not wanting to turn into stone in a mere flash. You swallowed hard, trying to hold back from vomiting the liquid back up. Your stomach turned, and little drops of cum leaked from your lips. Longan guided the lost little pearls to your tongue, sticking their thumb in your mouth, and pulling it out once they had wipes their own cum on your taste buds, allowing your tongue to grossly take in their own salt filled metallic taste.“Good… good weak one…” they said almost tenderly before giving your lips a quick flick of their tongue before pushing you back down. You looked at them with a touch of worry as they vigorously started stroking themselves off, trying to get hard again. They looked at you with hunger in their eyes, staring down at your heat with near drool escaping their lips. They moaned pleasantly when they took your body and positioned you to be on top of them, positioning you in a way that one cock would be at the entrance of your sex, and the other would be at a different entrance close to it… one that was even tighter. You widened your eyes in sheer horror. They were planning on using both?! You could see both of their cocks twitch and pulsate when they touched you, how eager they were to be inside you. They licked their lips at the feeling and looked to you, your face expressing fear, which he growled lustfully at. “This will hurt.” Longan said plainly with a horny smile on their face.

“P… Please, Longan Dragon… please ha… have mercy on m.. me…”

“No.”

They proceeded to slam you down on their large cocks, entering you like a ram breaking down doors. The pain was incredibly strong, making you open your mouth grotesquely, as though you were stabbed open. Tears started to flow down your cheeks at the sensation, your back arching so that your bare body pressed against their own. You let out tiny whimpers of pain as they inhaled the scent of your chest, taking one of your nipples in their mouth in an attempt to comfort the pain. It was clearly obvious you were a bit too small for the ivory dragon, regardless, while having your breast in their mouth, suckling away, they moaned pleasantly from your insides violently squeezing at them. They started to bounce you, up and down, quite mercilessly if we may add, not caring about your pain filled cries. You felt your insides tear open, and a little river of blood escaped your abused sex and hit their now soiled bedsheets. It burned. It burned so fucking bad until the burning… started to fade. It started to fade away into some being else. As you were being bounced, you started to feel a gradual feeling of pleasure flow through your body, slowly growing more and more with each thrust. You found yourself to slowly succumb to some kind of erotic fever that took over your body. You moaned quietly at this, gradually getting louder the more they thrusted into you.

“I… It feels ssso gooo..ood..”

“Ah…!~ Lon… Longa-a-ah!~”

All the sudden, they stopped their movements, cocks fully sheathed inside you. They looked at you with what looked to be plain eyes. “Yes?” They answered. You looked at them with tear stained eyes as you panted and whined, disappointed that they just stopped. “Longan…” you whined in between breaths. They tilted their head as they smiled just the tiniest bit at you.

“Longan what?” They asked again, wanting you to fill in the blank for them. You were trying to speak, despite coherent words being nearly impossible for you. “P-P-P-Pl… Plea-“ “Spit it out.” They cut you off, getting impatient by the waiting that was taking place. They shimmied in their spot, causing you to moan and cry out pathetically. “I-I-I… AGH! LONGAN, FUCK ME ALREADY!” They bit their lip at your voice, sounding so desperate, so horny and needy for their dragon cocks. It was very evident to them from the start that you were shaken, in their eyes, and albeit uncomfortable, they knew in your eyes that you wanted this from them. You liked them, you wanted them, you needed them. They knew that, you’ve told them that even before this very moment. Did they choose to act on those feelings? No. Did they choose to have you act on those feelings? No, not in any way. Longan is not emotional. They are a brute— a psychopathic machiavellian who could even charm the birds from their nests if they wanted, but choose not to. You learned this when they took you in as their partner— to stand by them and to learn from them, as sort of like a mentor. The other dragons treated you as an equal because Longan expected them too, forced them to. In lamens terms, they also wanted you.

That’s when you were thrown onto your back on the bed with a soft thud and a gust of oxygen being torn from your lungs. Like a panther seizing its prey, Longan quickly crawled on top of you, in between your legs as they automatically hooked onto their sides. They looked straight into your eyes as they impaled your sex again, rapidly, making you scream, arching your back in blissful agony. They smiled at this and gripped your thigh in their hand, gently squeezing your tender flesh, letting their sharp nails settle on your skin, waiting for their call to imprint more marks onto you. “As you wish, darling one..~” they whispered before ramming into you, quite roughly. Their body moved to please, their hands making their way to both of your thighs, causing you to hook your ankles behind their back as they plowed you. You yelled out, tears ran down your face as your tongue started lulling out of your mouth. “When have you learned to scream like that, you harlot?” They said in between their own rugged panting. They spanked your flank when they didn’t get a response, causing you to jump. You felt so full, with them fucking your tight sex and your little ass, all at once.

“More, please more!” You yelled, holding them inside with your legs, not wanting them go let go. They scratched away at your thighs, their nails imprinting themselves into your soft flesh, biting down on your shoulder they moved your body with each rocking motion. You gripped their ivory hair, lacing it on your fingers, smelling like cashmere and musk. They emitted a low growl and let go of your shoulder, strings of saliva coming from your skin attaching to their fangs. They looked you in the eyes, seeing the hidden desire in them as they rocked your body. “Look at me,” they groaned, “you’re my baby. You’re my baby you’re mine you’re mine you’re mine forever… forever and always, do you understand me?” You nodded, unable to speak, causing them to smack your flank once more, bearing their fangs, you felt them spit out, “fucking answer me you bitch!” “Yes!”

“Again!”

“Yes!”

“Again!”

“YES!”

“YES WHO?”

“YES, LONGAN!”

“Oooohhhh FUCK.”

They felt something surge in their core, something that sent them into overdrive as they powerhoused your sex, no mercy attached. There was no doubt, your orgasms were closing in on each other during this sinful race. Your moans grew closer together as did their grunts and groans, squeezing you tighter. They took a hand and gripped your neck, restricting your breathing. “I’m going to take your fucking body I want it, I’m going to fuck you like a dog I will fucking dog fuck you you fucking slut, I will get you pregnant you fucking bitch, fucking take my cock, take it you fucking whore..!~”

“Long-g-gaaaan..!— Ah-hh Wa-a-aaait!” You felt your orgasm peak as your vision turned blank white, yelling out your orgasm like a poor sinner in church, resulting in a loud groan from the lust filled dragon. “FFFFFFFUCK.” They growled, chasing their orgasm, making you go silent. You were out of overstimulation— falling into a pleasure induced coma, not even able to let anything besides whimpers and soft cries out of your mouth as they wrecked your insides. “TIGHT.” They yelled, and after a few hard thrusts, they reached their orgasm, their first reaction was to impale your shoulder with their fangs, drawing blood. It hit them too fast, too fast for them to even react. They moaned and sighed in your shoulder through their mouth, filling your holes with cum, spurting out like leaky faucets. Even plugged in, some was leaking through and sliding down your sex like a cream filled doughnut. Your eyes slowly rolled back to focus, coming back from the back of your head. They kissed you passionately, once again, just like in the beginning. They panted and caught themselves, before you felt their tantalizing warmth leave your body. You sat up, bringing their soft yet warm covers to your chest, looking at them as they started putting their clothes back on, navigating around their bedroom floor for their silken robes and golden accessories. You looked at them with those same doe like eyes you have always had. After they clothed themselves, straightening up their hair and wiping their mouth, they looked to you, like a god standing in front of their bed, where you sit hopeless. “Tomorrow is a new day, I recommend you rest. They turned to the door, but before they could leave, they gave you a tiny smile, wishing you pleasant dreams before they left the room, the door nearly slamming behind them.

That very moment shattered your soul into a million pieces.

As the silence engulfed you, you curled up in the bed, huddling in the blankets still a bit impregnated of their heat. Huge drops of tears dripped down your face as you quietly began to cry, their warm liquids still inside of you... “Longan…” you whispered as you felt burning pain slip through your sex, rivulets of cum and blood staining their bedsheets. You cried into their pillows, defeated by them, as they had branded this night into your heart, like a permanent mark to be stored inside you forever. Yet you still chose to love them in dreams, making you swallow your pride, selling your dignity, your security, all away for what would have been only seven minutes.

In total, you had spent an agonizing hour and a half with the ivory dragon, alone. With not only physical branding adorning your body like tattoos, but a mental mark that will stay with you forever.

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