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Days have been passing uneventful yet peaceful. now that the two half's of the soul pearl have been united, the world could finally have a taste of harmony, aobing could not describe their routine any other way, peaceful.
They got up, helped the people of the village in any way they could or the villagers need, nezha would sometimes complain or bicker with the villagers but aobing knew he was secretly enjoying playing the hero role that he was always ment to play, aobing would hide his smile behind his sleeve whenever he saw that tiny little smirk of satisfaction at doing a good deed on nezha's face.
Then they would find a private piece of land to train in, or play a game depending on their mood.
Then they would go back home.
Ah it surely was a nice existence.
But. Sometimes aobing wondered if nezha was truly happy without the rush and the thrill of a journey. Maybe this quiet existence wasn't a good fit for the demon orb's chaotic nature.
Sometimes nezha would sit alone on a cliff and stare into the oceans horizon. He looked so … melancholic in those moments.
Aobing would go to him sometimes when he made sure nezha didn't mind not being alone in those moments.
“Im fine, I just miss her so much sometimes you know?” Nezha would say
Aobing knew, of course he did, he missed his father too most of the time, but he knew that nezha's pain felt different, he knew it felt like a deep empty hole in his chest that nothing could fill up. Maybe he felt it through their link he wasn't sure.
He would sit close to nezha, as close as he could as to not disturb his other half's peace. sometimes nezha would pull him closer in an awkward half hug. Sometimes nezha would rest his head on aobings shoulder. Sometimes he would simply let their fingers touch, just to feel aobings presence.
But some other times they would simply sit beside each other looking out at sea, or the moons reflection on the waves at the horizon.
Aobing missed his father, he never knew his other parent, so he Couldn't comprehend the loss nezha felt for his mother's, but his father was everything to him, he looked at the deep dark water and wished his clan a peaceful existence as himself and nezha were having.
Today was a good day, one of the best ones, all days that they get to train and play and just be near each other has been the best ones.
Now they were near a river, after a great match, they were out of breath but smiling, nezha through him a mischievous look and started taking his pants off.
Aobing got the memo immediately and he also started shedding his robes.
They usually swim together if they were near water after a game or training. This day was no different.
Aobing averted his gaze per usual when nezha got fully naked.
He himself thought this habit was ridiculous especially considering he had seen nezha naked countless times. But. He couldn't help it. Nezha's true form, his adult body, was much like his own except a few miner details, but he always felt something when he looked at it, something he could not describe. A shudder in his belly maybe?
Any way better to be carful.
He just didn't know about what.
Nezha felt at peace with himself. With existing. He helped where he could, eat whatever he could. Slept whenever he wanted.
He and aobing visited the shrine sometimes, lit up an incense. Prayed.
Aobing would give him space when he needed and stood close when he didn't.
He was happy.
Aobing sometimes would go quiet. He would look down and if nezha didn't draw his attention back to present he would stay like that for a while.
He looked … lonely sometimes.
Which, thinking about it, made nezha angry sometimes.
Like. He was right here.
Aobing shouldn't feel lonely when he had nezha.
But
He got it. He understood.
Aobing was, technically speaking, alone.
He was a lone dragon among commen people, on a land faraway from his clan.
But he was nezha's other half.
Now they were complete.
Aobing should have came back to nezha, it was only right.
But he just couldn't shake that feeling sometimes.
It was okay though, they were alright most the time. It will be fine, time would heal all wounds. Or at least. Most of the wounds. He hoped.
He loved days like this one, just the two of them playing, fighting, giving themselves and each other challenges.
Swimming.
Nezha loves swimming.
He took of his pants first and without looking back, went for the water.
He could hear fabric rustling from behind him which gave him a subtle shudder and a weird feeling. As per usual.
Its not weird. Or maybe it is.
He has seen aobing naked a few times by now it shouldn't be weird for him anymore.
But it still gives him a hit any time he sees aobing naked. Just as the first time.
He feels hot, especially his lower belly.
Water would help.
He jumped in with a laugh and a woo.
Water was delightful, perfect temperature for his heating body.
When he didn't hear another splash he looked back with a “come on, what are you waiting for?”
Big mistake
Aobing was checking ths temperature of the water with his tiptoes, he smiled sweetly at nezha, “alright I'm coming” and with delicate steps came into the water.
Oh nazha must have been on fire, never mind the cold water.
He felt burning all over. And weirdest of them all was his dick.
It was stiffening.
Which has happened a few times before for no reason.
This time though.
Nezha jumped as cold hands touched his shoulder, aobing looked at him shocked and curious. “What is it?” He asked.
Nezha toke a deep breath, come on this was aobing, his bodie’s reaction didn't have anything to do with him, it's fine, if he ignores it a few minutes it will go away just like always.
Nezha smiled mischievously and started throwing water at aobings face.
Yeah nothing like a good bantering to get his mind off of the damn feeling.
Aobing looked shocked but then he smiled a matching smile with nezha and started throwing water back at him.
Their laughters filled the air and continued under and above water.
Then their little play got more of a wrestling.
They twisted and turned around each other and each tried to get the upper hand.
They laughed and laughed and amongst their wrestling got to the shore.
They linked hands and tousled and turned. Each gaining the upper hand each time.
And on the last turn. Nezha was on top. Using his full body weight to keep aobing down.
He was basically laying on top of aobing fully, feeling aobing's every shaking laughter in his bones.
Aobing felt so weightless and happy. He could feel nezha's body heat nezha's full weight, the tickle of the ends of his hair on his skin. They were laying flush together, and as his laughing went quiet, he saw the odd look on nezha's face.
Nezha had a bit if a scowl on his face looking at aobings face as in deep though.
Aobing was just enjoying his body heat when his face slowly became closer to him.
Aobings eyelashes flutter but before he could say anything nezha pulled back.
And then something else happened.
The friction of their bodies caught up to aobing and something brushed against his core.
He let out a tiny moan.
He slapped his hand toward his mouth and looked in horror at nezha's shocked look.
“ what was that? “ nezha asked
“I…i don't know…”aobing said “ when …when it rubbed down there…suddenly…it felt a bit…good?” Damn his honesty, curses, curses to his honesty.
“Good?” Nezha asked also looking confused and shocked “ where? Here?” He moved his body against aobings and this time. Both of them moaned.
They both covered their mouth with a hand. Unaware that their other hands were still linked.
They locked eyes, and nezha, despite himself, moved again.
Aobing removed his hand, letting his eyelids close shut and his lips fall open in a long breathless moan as nezha stated a rhythmic movement neither of them was ready for.
Nezha moved his body on instinct, the friction to his half erect member making it hard again, his member was rubbing against aobings own, aobing's member was different from nezha, it wasn't as long or big, there were also no balls attached to it, only a tiny slit was under it.
His rubbing was making his dick fully hard and it started leaking a bit, which was weird.
“ ah…nezha…wha.haats happening?” Aobing looked at him through half lidded eyes.
“ I…ah…dont know…aobing…” nezha lowered his head next to aobings and the difference in his movement made his member slip between aobings thigh gaps. Which led to nazha letting out a deep long moan.
“ NEZHA” aobing let go of his hand and put both his hands behind nezha's back. Nezha didn't know why but he really liked that.
Their bodies moved against each other. Now aobing making little wave like movements under nezha which was driving him crazy.
The wetness between aobings thighs became more and more. Which was weird, didn't they move alot when they got out of the water? There shouldn't be this much water left, where was the wetness coming from?
Nezha's movement became more erratic as time went on. He didn't know what he was doing. He just felt like he was chasing something.
He slipped his hands around and under aobing trying to keep him more flush onto his own body.
As his hand went under aobing's hips. A wrong move made his dick slip inside the tight slit under aobing's member.
They both lost their breath.
Nezha's movement went to a halt, he was shaking from head to toe. He couldn't comprehend what was happening, his dick was surrounded by a tight, wet, hot feelling which moved and shuddered around him, he thought he was ascending to heaven, he wanted to move, he wanted to move but the tight grip wouldn't let him.
Oh that was when his brain directed his thought to his other half which he was holding in a death grip.
Despite the movement being so though in his current situation, he moved to look at aobing's face.
Which made him lose whatever breath he had left in his lungs.
Poor aobing.
His eyes weren't focused but tears were running down his face.
He didn't know what was happening, suddenly he felt as though he had been impaled. There was something hard and unbelievably hot inside him, invading his body in ways no one could, he was burning from the inside, it hurts he knows it hurts, but why, why does it feel so good also? It shouldn't, aobing is on fire, he can't think, it shouldn't feel this way, ah he is burning, his inside is burning but it's also growing more and more wet, what is happening?
With great difficulty, he remembers who was above him “Nezhaaa” he moaned uncontrollably “ whats ….happening?”
As nezha looked at aobings face his mind came back to him a little , hurting? Was aobing hurting? Oh no…oh no what has he done?
“AOBING , I'm sorry I don't know how … I dont…I will pull out ok? Just hold onto me”
Pull out? The invading member was going to leave? But…but aobing is not ready!
Just as aobing suspected as the member began to move he let out a desperate scream “nooo, I'm not ready. Wait . Nezhaa”
Aobing tightened his hands around nezha and unconsciously his inside got tighter around nezha too, which again made them both moan loudly.
“alright.. alright …i won't move ah …I won't…gods…aobing” nezha let his full body weight fell onto aobings body again, which aobing gave an approving moan about.
“ yes…ah…stay…wait…for me to …ah nezha”
They stayed like that for a few minutes which each minute grew more difficult for nezha.
“ ok…I'm ready…ah Pull out… nezha”
Nezha was sweating so much when he started to pull out, gods give him strength, the friction is driving him mad, he is definitely dying, aobing keeps moaning right next to his ear as his limbs tremble and his walls flutter around him.
He can't. He can't.
“Aobing …i ah…can't” he pushed back inside and aobing let out a long moan.
Ah what should he do? It feels good! It feels good and now the pain is mostly gone it's just heat and pressure and fraction and nezha's body above his own and this is nezha doing this to him which makes it even more good and makes his belly flutter which makes his inside flutter which makes nezha hit his inside harder and oh he is going to die what is happening to him gods help him.
“ ne…zha…har…der…ah” aobing moaned
“ ah…ah…ah…what? …aobing “ nezha asked between brutal thrusts.
“Hard…der…nezhaaa” aobing moaned more desperately.
“ ah.. yes…alright “ nezha kept swinging his hips, harder, faster, however aobing wanted it, something was comming, he was chasing something, he was pretty sure aobing was chasing the samething too. He layed back down on aobing fully as aobing locked both his hands and legs around his body, clinging to him desperately.
Ah when nezha puts his weight on him it feels so good, the friction makes his little member feel so good, his inside feel so good, everything feel so good, he cant, something comming. He doesn't know what to do. He cant see anymore his eyes rolled back, he cant even let out moans anymore just tiny huffs of air.
As the pressure grow inside their bellies. Finally nezha let out a long moan and came deep inside aobing with a mighty powerful thrust.
Aobings nails left long deep scratches behind nezhas back as he also came around nezha's member, soaking the grassed ground under them in fluid.
They both stilled after a few moments.
And stayed as they were.
Clinging to each other. Mind empty.
At least for a little while.
Nezha was the fist one to pull his head up from aobings neck and looking at aobing's half lidded eyes.
He hovered above aobing's lips for a second, before putting his lips on aobings.
Oh. This was a kiss. Aobing has seen it from afar once between a happily married couple.
Aobing felt so happy, he pushed his lips back against nezha's and let out a happy, tired moan at the back of his throat.