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He couldn't remember how long Ren had been fucking him, and it wasn't as if time mattered. He'd already lost count of how many orgasms he'd had and how many times the Stellaron Hunter had come inside him, and yet it still wasn't enough. What was it that had brought them to this situation? Oh, right, that drink.
Surprisingly, Ren and Dan Heng had to team up to carry out a mission at Edo Star. At some point, they had to split up and agreed to meet at the hotel to exchange Intel. The vidyadhara was exhausted, not just from the physical labor, but rather from having to spend long periods of time chatting with people while mingling with the villagers. On his way back to the hotel, a man with an unkempt beard and mustache called out to him, offering him a product. 'You look tired, young man. Could I interest you in one of my drinks?' was what the man said. At that moment, he didn't notice anything strange. In the next block, there were several food stalls in a better-lit area. It wasn't unusual for food or trinkets to be sold on the streets in that part of the city, and to tell the truth, a cold drink wouldn't hurt at all. On the table were several bottles of different colors. The bearded man took one of a honey color and sold it to him for the price of 350 credits. 'This is just what you need; I guarantee you'll be full of life.'
'An energy drink like any other,' was what Dan Heng thought after drinking the bottle on his way to the inn.
But he couldn't have been more mistaken.
Before long, he began to feel his erogenous zone throbbing, breathing became heavy, body temperature rose, and his head was spinning.
A bath was what he needed; that was the conclusion. He took off his clothes, expecting to feel at least a little fresher, but instead he found a terrible surprise. Something resembling a tattoo covered his underbelly; it was dark magenta, the main shape formed something he deduced was a heart, and surrounding it were other elaborate designs. It also emitted a faint glow. Dan Heng ran his fingertips over the patterns; his skin didn't feel out of the ordinary. There were no bumps or swelling like those left by a freshly done tattoo. It was as if it were part of him.
Dan Heng arched his back. One particular thrust sent a more intense spark throughout his body. Ren knew what that mark was about, but it was Silver Wolf who managed to give him the exact information after investigating for a few minutes. That tattoo he had was a mark with actual real functions and consequences, usually called a “womb tattoo” by those who engaged in that illicit business. It was a criminal problem the authorities had been dealing with for a few weeks now. It had only just hit the news, so many of the citizens were unaware of the situation, plus most of the information was still unknown, unless you have skilled connections like Silver Wolf, of course.
His tattoo was that of ‘breeding’; fortunately, it can be removed, though only after fulfilling the condition it came with, otherwise he would begin to feel pain that would gradually rise as time passed without fulfilling what the tattoo dictated. He had to get pregnant.
'It could be worse,' Ren had remarked. 'There are others that are permanent or come with a more severe condition. Though you...' Ah, yes. The vidyadhara are infertile. How is he supposed to get pregnant?! In his case, it's just like getting a permanent tattoo.
“I'm coming...” the dragon babbled, his nails digging into Ren's back, and his legs bouncing over his shoulders. The mating press the criminal had him in allowed him to go much deeper, the head of his cock kissing places he didn't believe possible.
Ren's stamina was also monstrous. After several creampies, he was still pounding his insides ferociously, as if his sole purpose in his immortal life was to impregnate Dan Heng.
“Dan Heng,” the Stellaron Hunter huskily whispered between sounds that resembled grunts. "Take every last drop. You were made to be bred." Ren bit the vidyadhara's pointed ear; he felt like his cock was about to burst, and the erotic sound bouncing between the walls of the room did nothing but arouse him. But what turned him on the most was the intoxicating idea of impregnating Dan Heng, seeing him with a round belly, his engorged breasts leaking milk, and having succeeded in putting a baby inside an infertile species. The idea was hopeless, but there was no harm in trying, maybe... just maybe....
Ren pumped out his entire load for the sixth time, painting his tender insides with his cum again. Dan Heng felt so full he couldn't help but let out a whimper as he came at the same time he was being filled. He was too sensitive and lost, so much so that he would swear he could feel his partner's seed coursing through every inch of his depths, looking for a way to knock him up.
Each orgasm was like climbing higher and higher above the clouds. However, right at the end of his climax, he felt his belly tingle, like feathers caressing his body from the inside, something that had never happened to him before.
“Dan Heng,” At some point, Ren had lowered his legs. “It's gone,” he said rather incredulously as he stroked the dragon's belly. The archivist shifted his eyes to where Ren's hand was. Despite his tiredness, Dan Heng reacted; he abruptly sat up and touched that part of his body. The mark was truly gone; not even an ink stain remained to tell that it had ever been there. But how was that possible? If vidyadhara are...
That same thick voice interrupted the whirling in his mind in an arrogant tone. “Looks like we just had to try hard enough.”