menhulu | for stelle;

for stelle;

[ dan heng can't lie - he's a little bit nervous.

there's no reason to be, of course, stelle is his person, his wife and his mate, he can trust her with anything and everything, but the issue of vidyadhara reproduction is a sensitive one, deep and long-standing. trying in earnest to have a child is a heavy responsibility. his previous incarnation had suspected that the blending of races may be the key to returning the vidyadhara to the normal cycle of reproduction, and stelle is certainly very special, so of course, there is always a chance..

.. and since they'll already be sleeping together, there's no reason not to try, right?

the astral express is quiet, and the two of them are lying comfortably in bed in their shared car. he holds her from behind, pressing kisses to her bared shoulder, one hand smoothing over her abdomen and lower belly thoughtfully, as if he could already imagine what it would be like to fill her womb with a child created by them both. truth be told, dan heng is equal parts excited and terrified at the prospect of becoming a father - is he cut out for it? his life had been so full of torment and terror and pain, what does he know about raising a child? yet at the same time, he's happy now, settled, strong enough to help protect what family they might build together..

he wants to try. he may not feel like he's entirely ready, but in truth, he will likely never feel entirely ready. isn't that simply the way of it?

the stars open up before them, their view through the window of their train car is vast and beautiful, and dan heng watches the glowing rings of the planet before them with interest, but his mind is thoroughly on stelle. ]

You're sure?

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[The topic had come up one day idly on a visit to the Luofu. Stelle had managed to find a small box inside the crumbled ruins of a wall in Scalegorge Waterscape -- something it had only taken a little... convincing to dislodge -- and hadn't even tried to resist her curiosity on what could be inside. Could it be dangerous? Certainly! This wasn't especially far off from what she'd done when she found herself in possession of a bomb one day during their first visit.

... still though, she wouldn't be herself if she weren't endlessly curious. What she had found inside... was a stack of pages rendered fragile by the passing of time, written in a rather elegant hand. Alone in the Waterscape -- Bailu had asked Dan Heng to tell her about more high elder magic, else he likely would have been there as well -- Stelle tucks herself into a small alcove to give the papers a quick glance.

She hadn't expected notes regarding bringing reproduction to the vidyadhara rather than simply reincarnation with a dwindling population. There were quite a few papers in this box, and after sending her husband a message that she would meet him in their room, Stelle had returned to the express to do a bit more reading. It had been hidden for a reason, so what they did with the box in the end wasn't solely her choice.

Some time had passed since they'd had that conversation, and the topic had absolutely not been one she wanted to push too much on. But they'd both given it quite a bit of consideration. Her reckless bravery hadn't changed in all the time since they'd met... but if they really did manage to have children, it would have to.

She sighs out a soft hum, perfectly content with the soft kisses pressed to warm skin -- with the way Dan Heng's hand smoothed so gently over the bared skin of her abdomen. As they lay there, Stelle had been tracing patterns between stars with her gaze, before his question draws her focus to their faint reflections in the window -- to his reflection in particular.]

I'm sure. [A short pause.] Are you?

[ their eyes meet in the reflection, and dan heng's gaze is soft, gentle. ]

I'm sure.

[ nervous, but sure. it's difficult for him to feel positively about it, in the sense of whether a pregnancy would actually take or not, but stelle is willing and certain, and so is he. that'll have to be enough. if it doesn't work, well.. it would be a lie to say he wouldn't be a little bit disappointed, of course he would be, but he's tempering his expectations.

he hums, then closes his eyes, nudging his nose alongside the curve of her neck, breathing in the warm scent of her skin. the hand at her abdomen drops lower, his slim fingers dancing along her thigh. right now, he's in his true form, having shed his disguise - something he's been doing more and more of, lately, as he comes to terms with his past - and his long tail coils around to curl around one of her calves. ]

Let's try, then.

[As someone who at times could very well shine like the stars, Stelle's expression brightens so easily when he confirms he's sure. Sure she knew just as well as he did that this could very well simply not work, knew very well she could simply not be what was needed for it to work out... but she didn't see that as a reason not to try.

The idea of having a child with her husband was honestly far more appealing than she'd expected of the girl she used to be back when they'd first begun to get to know one another. Whether this worked out or not... she knew they'd be happy. After a moment, she lifts one of her hands to gently twirl some of his long, soft hair around her slender fingers -- she'd found she rather liked to play with his hair... well, in general, but especially when it's long.

A brief moment passes, a gentle shiver flitting through her at the touch of both his fingers and tail, before fingertips -- still soft from being covered in gloves during battle -- trace the long, delicate line of his ear. This wouldn't be their first time sleeping together... but Dan Heng had always been disguised.]

Stay this way, this time..?

[Honestly she loved him no matter his appearance... but this was his true form. She wanted to get to know him this way, too.]

[ there was a time when dan heng didn't know how to disguise himself, before he learned to weave his cloudhymn magic in this way, when he'd existed in this form always, unable to escape. learning to don his disguise had been a relief, and in truth.. a form of escape. a way to hide. to hide from his past, from painful memories, from a man bent on killing him - from so much.

but things have changed. he has made his peace with the luofu, with his people, and so he has come to shed his disguise more and more as he has learned to accept himself, and find peace. still, he often wears his disguise out of sheer habit, and also, partly, because he can't help the insecure feeling that his friends prefer him in the form more familiar to them. foolish, he knows.. the crew would love and accept him regardless of his chosen form. stelle certainly would, as she is demonstrating right now, asking him to remain this way. he's quiet for a moment, considering. ]

.. you're sure?

[ if they're going to be making love -

well. his anatomy will be different, and while she knows that, it's one thing to know it, and another to see it, to touch it. but really, he knows that he shouldn't be worried. stelle loves him, she married him - if he can't be his full and true self around her, well, who can he be it with? his eyes meet hers in their reflection again, and he offers a pleased hum when she touches his sensitive ear, his tail curling more tightly around her calf, while the hand at her thigh slides up again, back over her belly, just barely beginning to slip beneath her loose top. ]

Very well.

[ dipping his head, dan heng nuzzles her neck, presses one soft, simple kiss there, then another longer lingering one. ]

I'm sure. Promise.

[They'd long trusted one another without promises... but whenever Stelle chose to offer her promise, she left no room for doubt on her end. If she made a promise, there wasn't a single speck of uncertainty. Surely she'd wondered a time or two, once their conversations had meandered idly to vidyadhara anatomy one night, what it would be like to be with Dan Heng this way.

It would be a lie if she were to deny interest, but she wanted them to become comfortable with each other before she brought it up at all. Neither of them was especially experienced, and while Stelle wasn't necessarily shy... fully disrobing was rather a different matter entirely. That first time in the archives -- growing rather close as they spoke... closer still, after she kissed him -- had been perhaps a little clumsy. Perhaps it hadn't been an especially wise choice either, but the others were surely fast asleep.. and it had worked out in the end.

She had grown comfortable being around him, no matter either's state of undress. Especially now that they had considerably more privacy after marrying. It felt... right, to get to learn her husband this way as well.

The muscles of her stomach flutter lightly as his touch trails up and just beneath the loose, cropped button-down top she wore to bed -- the top that was only partially buttoned and already slipped from one shoulder. Stelle hums softly at his touch, tilting her head ever so slightly down toward the pillow while that shoulder lowered -- exposed the long, soft line of her throat.

She had always liked the feeling of his skin against hers, and feeling his tail this way was certainly no exception. There was something rather exciting, not knowing just what making love to him in this form would feel like. Between the thoughts and his touch, gentle warmth begins to bloom across fair skin.

Her hand that had been resting against the bed shifts slightly, fingertips brushing his arm before her touch lifts away to one of the buttons of her top instead. The hand at his ear continues her gentle touches, nails gently grazing from the tip down the back, before her fingers find the curve of his jaw.]

[ it's true that dan heng has trusted her for a very long time now, but with her given promise, he knows for certain that she is sure. perhaps this was a long time in coming, really - he should be able to be around his wife and be able to make love to her in his truest form, after all. to be able to shed his disguise and grow comforted by her presence and acceptance.

so he remains the way he is. in his natural skin.

stelle's gentle fingers along his ear earn her a shiver and a soft, sweet sound from deep in his chest, while dan heng nuzzles gently along her throat. she exposes it for him so beautifully, and he can't help but to take advantage, parting his lips to kiss open-mouthed over that soft skin, pausing to suck a soft little mark at her pulse.

and all the while he is touching her, one arm wrapped around her middle, while the opposite hand continues to slide up beneath her cropped shirt, the fabric gathering at his wrist when his palm smooths over the swell of her breast, squeezing gently. another deep rumble rolls in his chest, and dan heng's body presses more tightly against her, his hips rocking, pushing against the soft curve of her ass. warm arousal is already beginning to flicker in his belly. ]

Stelle..

[ he murmurs her name, the sound sweet on his lips as his thumb rolls over her nipple, rubbing in slow, gentle circles. there's no need to rush, he'd rather work her up slowly, enjoying every moment. ]

[The sound she draws from him at her touch draws a quietly pleased sound from Stelle in response. Dan Heng had always been a fairly quiet person, so any sound she managed to coax out of him had always felt nice. Meanwhile she had proven a bit more vocal than she expected to be -- keeping herself quiet that night in the archives had been rather difficult.

Her soft breath hitches just a little as she feels her husband marking her -- a mark that usually her pleasantly messy hair did tend to obscure... but that she was always pleased to know was there. Dan Heng had always been so sweet and gentle with her, so Stelle had come to love any mark he did leave on her, no matter what sort of mark it was.

A shiver works its way down her spine as his hand smooths over her soft breast -- heat following the line of the shiver to begin pooling low in her stomach. The hand at one of the buttons of her top slips the middle button free, only the bottom button holding the fabric over her breasts in a way so temptingly reflected back at them in their window. Leaving the last button in place though, that hand shifts to brush fingertips against the arm he's wrapped around her middle.

Her other hand meanwhile does eventually lift away from his ear -- not without a gentle brush from the base to the very tip -- instead reaching back just a little. Slowly, deliberately her fingers press into his hip, sliding slowly down over soft flannel and catching her fingers in the pocket. She doesn't go too far yet... but she does tug the fabric ever so slightly lower on his hips.]

Mm, I love you, Dan Heng.

[Her words are as gentle a murmur as his own speaking her name, even as her words catch ever so slightly when his thumb first begins to circle one quite sensitive nipple. She shifts only a little, heat turned just enough to catch a glimpse of her husband from the corner of her gaze.]

[ he'll never forget their encounter in the archives. it had been his first time, his first time doing anything, with anyone, despite his age. he'd never given himself the chance to experience intimacy before that, never allowed himself that vulnerability, had never felt safe enough with anyone to give himself to them. she changed everything.

it had been clumsy, and messy, and a little bit silly, but he wouldn't take their first time away for anything in the cosmos.

they're better now. they've learned one another well, learned how to love each other, how they like to be touched and kissed, learned all those sweet, perfect little pleasurable spots. dan heng has absolutely done research on how to please her, and he isn't ashamed to admit it, either. it's worked out well for them both. ]

I love you, too.

[ it's a simple, easy thing to say, for how uncomplicatedly true it is.

his hand at her breast gives another squeeze, kneading the warm, supple flesh in his palm and fingers, enjoying the weight against his hand while his thumb continues to circle her perfect pink nipple, coaxing it to firmness. his eyes open, watching their reflection in the star strewn glass, the way she looks all tousled like this is incredibly arousing, the swell of her breasts pushing against that single button that can barely contain them.

and then she's getting a hand on him, tugging at his flannel bottoms, and dan heng groans softly, his cocks beginning to stir at the simple implication that she might want to touch him there. heat gathers, and he rocks his hips again, this time grinding himself firmly against her backside, allowing her to feel the way he's hardening for her, filling out nicely.

the arm around her middle shifts, fingers trailing down, circling her navel and dipping lower, just barely slipping beneath the low rise waistband there, but going no further yet. ]

[With as few memories as she had when they'd met, Stelle had taken plenty of things slow. At least the things she could take slowly, like intimacy. Even taking things slowly though... she'd found herself drawn to Dan Heng quite easily -- even if it had began as lighthearted teasing. He'd never brushed her off, and they'd grown close.

Their first time had simply been... right.

Really, their first several times together, Stelle had only gone with what felt right -- with what drew the most pleasant sounds out of Dan Heng... but eventually she'd become curious enough to look a few things up. She could never forget the first time she'd shifted herself closer to the foot of the bed... the first time she used her mouth for his pleasure. She'd been particularly good at it. Though she never talked about it, she certainly didn't regret what she did look up. Especially not with the sounds she'd managed to draw out of him.

Stelle's soft lips part around the quiet sounds drawn from her as Dan Heng kneads her breast, eyes only half open after a moment to lift her gaze to their reflection -- to meet his own gaze there in the window.

Between feeling his hands on her, feeling the attentions given to her sensitive, firm nipple.. and seeing him as he touched her in their reflection was so easily enough to alight several sparks of arousal low in her stomach. Arousal she could feel with her pulse as it picks up, body so easily practically begging to feel him -- quite likely further excited by the idea of having both of his cocks inside of her.

Her hand closes for a moment around the soft flannel as feeling him grind against her backside draws such a soft... quietly needy moan from her still parted lips. Feeling him grow hard against her had always so easily been enough for her body to begin tempting her with every curl of arousal -- to feel the growing need to be touched, to feel him inside of her.

Her stomach muscles flutter with her trembling breath as Dan Heng's other hand slips lower, down over her abdomen and so teasingly close to where her body was begging to be touched. It's only a moment before the hand that had closed around the pocket released the trembling grip.. only for her hand to slide high enough to find the waistband instead.

Four fingers slip slowly beneath the waistband, her thumb still hooked at the outside to allow herself to press the fabric even lower. Not quite low enough to free him against her... just enough to be as tempting as his own hand so barely beneath the waist of her shorts.]

[ they're working each other up slowly, gently, which is dan heng's favorite way. there's certainly something to be said about a hard, quick, desperate fuck, and he certainly won't be complaining about any sex with his wife, but going slowly, kissing every inch of her, really, deeply making love.. that is what he likes best. there's no hurry here, the express is quiet and comfortable, and no one will hear them, no one will barge in on them. they can take their time, and make this count, while couched within the sea of stars.

but things are certainly beginning to heat up. the feel of her skin beneath his hands always turns him on, and the brush of her fingers beneath his waistband makes his breath rush and shiver, blood rushing to his lap. only thin fabric separates them, she'll surely feel him growing harder still, almost embarrassingly quickly, but it's always been so easy to want her.

he won't tease her long, however. while his left hand continues to massage beneath her shirt, his right finally sneaks lower, dipping into her flimsy shorts. he considers touching her through her panties a little bit, just to warm her up further, but in the end he elects not to, if only because he's always eager to touch her.

but rather than slipping down the front, he simply pulls the crotch of her panties aside, his deft fingers gliding over her without hesitation. he palms the whole of her sex, rubbing in slow, deep circles with his entire hand, feeling the silky soft skin of her lips, so warm beneath his touch. with a low, satisfied hum, dan heng sucks another mark, his fangs pressing to her skin as he pulls a bruise to the surface beneath the first, feasting on her tender throat while he touches her.

hot arousal courses through him, and dan heng arches against her, his fingers finally dipping in further to feel where she's wet and warm for him. ]

[When Dan Heng's hand finally slips beneath the fabric of her thin shorts, Stelle's breath catches in her chest as a shudder works its way up and down her spine. Further warmth rushes down to where his hand rubs such gentle circles. Once, she had read that many women weren't quite as sensitive to touch -- certainly not by touches before ever slipping into wet heat.

Yet when it came to Stelle, she moment Dan Heng's hand slipped beneath her waistband, pleasure always sparked through her. Sometimes he could nearly overwhelm her with the pleasure of his touch before he ever penetrated her. Truly she loved every moment -- every touch from her husband.

Several soft, gasped whines slip from parted lips as she feels his fangs pressed to her skin while marking her.. the sounds becoming far more urgent when she feels his fingers slip past the soft lips he'd so expertly been touching prior.

She wasn't idle during this, of course. Stelle tips her head back just a little as her back arches, right hand closing around the bedding beneath them. She could never tire of feeling her husband's hands, whether his touch remained sweet and chaste or he drew all sorts of lewd sounds from her.

Her left leg lifts slightly with his fingers slipped deeper, allowing him to touch her more easily. At the same time, her left hand finally presses the waistband of his pants down enough to free both of his cocks -- both so perfectly slipping between parted thighs.]

[ oh, it always feels so good to touch her.. it feels just as good now as it did their first time. she's already nicely wet for him, and so, so warm - aeons, he loves it so much, loves her so much. ]

You're so warm..

[ he murmurs against her skin, breathing hot over the damp mark left behind by his mouth, his hand at her breast squeezing, rolling her nipple beneath his thumb. she frees his cocks, and he exhales hard at the relief, immediately pressing his hips forward so they drag along her smooth, supple thigh. he's eager to be inside of her, as he always is, but he wants to warm her up a little more first, get her desperate for him.

so he spreads her soft lips with two fingers, then uses a third to gather her slick, before rubbing the pad of his middle finger against the nub of her clit, rolling over it in slow, attentive circles. he knows her body well, knows how to touch her, how to love her, how to make her twist and ache for him.

lifting his chin, dan heng breathes against her ear, lapping at the sensitive shell with his tongue. ]

Feel good?

[While Dan Heng doesn't run quite as warm as she does, Stelle had always enjoyed how it felt to have him pressed so closely to her. Especially at times like this one, wrapped in an intimate embrace that drew such heat through Stelle's body, fair skin flushed so nicely. At times when she could feel just how much her beloved husband wanted her as well.

Those words breathed so softly against her skin draw a gentle shiver through her -- one that plays so nicely into the way her body trembles at the touch of his hands. Each soft squeeze of her breast, every motion of his thumb against her so sensitive nipple, is easily enough to draw slow tendrils of heat down into the growing need building inside of her.

Feeling both of Dan Heng's cocks against the soft skin of her thighs is more than enough to draw an intense wave of arousal down into her core, a soft moan passing her lips as the hand still at his upper thigh squeezing gently -- tugging just enough to press him against her even more. Her desire to feel her husband inside of her had always been strong, but there was simply something about learning this body that made everything feel so much more intense.

And then Dan Heng's middle finger rubs the first slow circle over her clit, and the pleasure arcs through her like lightning, drawing her voice out even more in building need. Stelle is fully wrapped up in the depth of her desire to feel her husband -- to feel him settle between her thighs -- to feel him fill her with each motion. She has to take a gasped breath at the feeling of his tongue against she shell of her ear, the sound of his voice curling around hazy thoughts.]

Y-es... I--mmn..!

[Her words break as a shudder rolls through her, golden eyes only half open as she arches so desperately into the touch of his hand between thighs that already occasionally tremble.]

I want.. m-ore of you... a-ah--all of you.

[Her need for him always built so quickly -- especially once his fingers slipped so easily against wet heat.]

[ it's getting more and more difficult to move slowly, to take things at an easy pace, when she's so perfect against him, beautiful and soft, reacting wonderfully to every touch, as she always does. he knows what she likes, he's learned her body, it's not difficult to get her nicely worked up and wet for him.

just as it's not difficult for her to work him up.

just the feel of her warm thighs against his cocks is enough to make him feel like he's going insane, and he can't help but to move his hips, rubbing them between her lovely thighs, his upper cock sliding against her soft, slick folds, feeling her needful heat. he's so much more sensitive this way than usual, for this is his real body, and sex in his disguise is a little bit more dull on his senses than in his true form. so this is already feeling.. incredible, for him. ]

Mm.. I want you, too.

[ he murmurs, but he's still taking his time. even as his precome leaks against her skin, he ignores his own need to instead walk his fingers down, sliding two into her, deep, feeling her slick heat squeezing. he groans against her shoulder, fangs grazing skin, still offering attention to her breasts with his free hand while his fingers begin to pump in and out of her. ]

[More often than not, Stelle was the one of them who would give in to desire first. There had been a time or two after making love where she wondered over just how much self control her husband had. It was something understandable to some degree... but she'd not often managed to convince herself to be patient when all she wanted was to feel him.

If she had any focus to spare, she'd be wondering that now... but every bit of her focus had been entirely on Dan Heng and the way he touched her -- the way his hands felt against sensitive skin -- the way both of his cocks felt against both her thighs and soft, temptingly wet folds. Truthfully she was so lost in each touch, Stelle hadn't even noticed when her shorts and panties had been pressed down her thighs and so perfectly out of the way for her husband's touches.

Lips parting initially as if she intends to respond, an unrestrained and pleading sound is drawn from her when she feels his fingers press so deeply into her.

Entire body trembling with the waves of pleasure from her husband's touch -- the feeling of his hand at her breasts, his cocks so hot between her thighs, his fingers beginning to move inside of her -- Stelle frees her right hand from the bedding she'd held so firmly. Her fingertips first touch the back of Dan Heng's hand at her breasts, before shaky fingers loose the last button that had been straining to keep her cropped top closed.

Stelle could see their reflection in the window through her haze of pleasure -- could see the way her skin was flushed, body near fully bare. She could see the way both of his cocks pressed between her slightly parted thighs with every move of his hips.

After a few gasped sounds spent watching, the hand she'd held to his thigh so desperately shifts, slipping between her thighs just enough for his cocks to press into her fingers as his hips move forward once more.]

[ she may be the one who usually gives in first, for dan heng's self control is all but legendary, but right now.. it's difficult to hold on. they've never made love while he's been in his true body before, and his sensitivity is absolutely through the roof. the desire to fill her up is so incredibly strong.

but he needs to make sure that she's comfortable first, and ready for him. thankfully, she's already so incredibly wet for him, her walls hugging his fingers so sweetly, he can feel how she aches to be filled, and dan heng ever wants to give his sweet love everything she could ever want. once her fingers brush his cocks, he gasps, precome dripping against her thigh as his entire body tenses up. ]

I need you..

[ he whispers against her ear, watching her reflection in the window. she looks beautiful, with her shirt undone and her breasts full and free, with her shorts pushed down over her soft thighs. he can see the way his fingers disappear into her body, and how his cocks slide between her legs, eager and twitching.

once he's sure she's ready - and he can no longer hold out - dan feng slides his fingers free with a soft, wet noise.

and then, at last, he lowers his fingers, and given their positioning it's an easy thing for him to press the tip of his lower cock to her entrance, and slide in. and sweet aeons, the way her wet heat envelops him - dan heng buries his face against her soft throat, moaning low and deep as he rocks his hips forward, sliding deeper. ]

[His whisper against her ear draws a gentle shiver through her body, fingers wet with his precome tracing a trembling, wet line around her thigh. They don't stray long from where she would be able to feel his cocks as they slip between her thighs, of course. She was rather desperate to feel as much of him as he'd give her.]

N-need you too..

[Breathless, she still manages to gasp her response, an edge of begging to the tone of her voice. She needed to feel more of him -- to feel him fill her -- so desperately that she ached deeply. Each squeeze of the hand at her breasts, each pump of his fingers inside of her drew gentle, if increasingly urgent sounds from her parted lips... until eventually she takes a shuddering breath when his fingers finally slide out of her completely.

Feeling first the tip, then more of one of his cocks as he rocks his hips -- as he slides deeper inside of her, Stelle doesn't even bother to muffle the moan -- the sounds each move draws out of her. Fingers still slick with precome shift as she parts her thighs further for him, a wet trail dragged slowly up her abdomen glistening in the low light, before slipping back over her hip and onto his.

It hadn't been especially often that he would penetrate her while he lay behind her, with most times they'd had sex having her on her back and pressed into whichever surface could hold them. Even in potentially risky locations. This was nice, though, and the way her hand grips at his thigh -- the way her hand tugs so gently -- is all she can do for the moment to communicate how badly she wanted to feel him fully inside of her. All that manages to pass her lips between needy whimpers is one word.]

Please...

[ no, they don't often make love in this configuration, but that's all right, dan heng can be adventurous enough when he wants to be. he is walking the path of the trailblaze after all.

besides, this feels good. he likes the way her body feels, pressed against his chest, he likes how easy it is to touch her like this, how his hands can move freely over her body without anything getting in the way. he certainly likes how he can see her reflection in the window, and watch himself touching and fucking her - aeons above, that's good. a little embarrassing, but he's too turned on to be thinking about that.

dan heng groans softly against the back of her neck, mesmerized by the sight of her in the window, the shape of her body outlined in stars as he drives his cock into her, the second still rubbing between her thighs, sliding against her clit with every thrust. ]

Stelle - [ he whispers softly against her skin as his rhythm begins to build. ] You feel incredible..

[ so wet, so warm, so snug around his ridged cock. he can feel the tension of her body, how she squeezes around him, and the hand not still clutching her breast moves over her belly, over her womb, as if he can somehow will her to take his seed, to bear his children. ]

[Learning about what to expect from vidyadhara anatomy was far, far different from experiencing how it felt. Making love with Dan Heng while he was in his disguise had always felt incredible, and truly she would never refuse any sex with him... but this was a brand new intensity beyond what Stelle could have expected.

Eyes still hazy, her soft lips are parted around every desperate moan and whine, each one breathless and uncontrolled. The feeling of ridges -- both inside of her and against her clit -- was practically blinding in the pleasure rolling through her in waves. For a good several breaths -- several desperate sounds drawn from each thrust of her husband's cock inside of her -- Stelle can only react, can only gasp desperately as she feels her body shudder.]

F...feel... so good...

[For a moment, those are the only words she manages to gasp out between desperate whines. Yet once her hand, still slick with precome, presses so softly against the hand he held over her womb, the manages another breath.]

Dan Hen-g.. please.. bo-th..

[The longer their lovemaking went on, with Dan Heng filling her so perfectly, the more difficult it was for Stelle to say much other than to desperately beg.. but this time she needed to experience the feeling of both of his cocks inside of her at the same time -- needed the experience as much as she needed to breathe. She needed him to understand how desperately she wanted this.]

[ both?

of course she would ask for both. he should have expected as much. yet still, dan heng worries. she's wonderfully wet and nicely stretched already from his singular cock, there would be no better time than now to try for two, but.. what if it hurts her? what if it's too much? this has been a wonderful session so far, he'd hate to sour it by bringing her harm.

but she seems so incredibly desperate for him, begging so sweetly, and he's so damnably turned on right now that he can hardly stand it, can hardly resist her, can hardly deny her anything. ]

My love.. are you sure.. ?

[ somehow, he still manages to restrain himself, though he's already thinking about how incredible it would feel to fill her up with both of his cocks, to feel how tightly she grips him.. so he slips his hand down again, taking his second cock and giving it a few strokes before he eases back a little. positioning the tip at her entrance, he rubs it gently there, in slow circles, the sensation enough to make him shudder.

slowly, carefully, he pushes in a little - but just a little, barely an inch, instead leaving it open for her to push her hips back and down if she truly knows that she wants this. ]

[When he asks if she's sure, Stelle can't form the words right away. His every touch lit her senses alight, made her want nothing more than to feel how amazingly he filled her. Made her want to make love with her husband again and again, until they were both exhausted and content. She really could never get enough.

After a couple breaths, she does manage to bring coherence to sounds drawn from her so desperately.]

Mmn- sure..

['I'm sure' she'd been trying to say, but in the end that was all she could really manage.

When she feels his second cock against her, rubbing those slow circles... Dan Heng isn't the only one to shudder at the sensation. It's when he doesn't push very far inside of her that Stelle understands, even in this haze of pleasure, just what he wants from her.

She's careful about it when her hand lifts -- when soft and slick skin reaches back to find his thigh, just below the curve of his ass. It would be so much simpler this way, and she wastes no further time before she tugs with her hand, hips pushing back against him to slowly slide both of his cocks into her warm, wet heat.

The way she feels herself stretching around him is intense... but nowhere near as overwhelming as being so filled by her husband is. Her entire body trembles lightly as uncontrolled and desperate sounds are drawn from her with every breath she takes. There's a very mild ache there, but Stelle doesn't even notice it beneath the waves of pleasure.

She presses harder with both hand and hips as they reach the last several inches, pressing both of his cocks so deep inside of her all at once. She felt so full, stretched as she hadn't felt since their very first time. The pleasure is rolling through her like waves in a storm, and Stelle so easily allows herself to simply drown in the sensation -- allows herself to beg him wordlessly, hazy golden eyes meeting his in the window.]

[ dan heng certainly can't deny that he wants this. he is, after all, only a man, and low libido or not, once he's hard and ready to go there's little that could keep him from wanting to feel that tight heat around both of his cocks. it's only his incredible sense of self-control that has kept him from it, until this moment, and even then he's still unsure.

at least, until stelle pushes her hips down and grabs his hips, pushing him forward.

she's wet enough that he slides in with relative ease, but tight enough that she holds him snugly, surrounding both of his cocks with her heat, and all at once his mind goes blank. dan heng exhales a shuddering moan against her shoulder, surprisingly loud for a man normally so quiet, his entire body tensing as a hot shiver shoots down the full length of his spine, spreading warmth through his extremities. fucking her always feels good, so good, but this is something more, a full and complete pleasure that he didn't know that he could reach. ]

Fuck -

[ it's certainly not like him to swear, but he's unraveling quickly, overcome by the feeling of filling her up so thoroughly. their eyes meet in the reflection, and dan heng's eyelids lower, his expression sharp and possessive as he holds her hip in one hand, squeezing at her breast with the other, his hips beginning to move.

he tries to go slowly, tries to keep what shreds of self-control he has, but the rhythm is picking up. ]

[Even through her haze of pleasure, Stelle can see the possessive look in her husband's eyes as they gaze at one another through their reflections. There really was something incredibly arousing about having that look directed her way -- something amazing about being wanted this much.

When Dan Heng's hand comes to grasp her hip, Stelle lifts her hand from where it had been to press him deep inside of her, hand coming to splay against the soft plane of her stomach over her womb. She could feel him inside of her even here.

Then he begins to move his hips, and the pleasure is absolutely blinding in its intensity. Both of his cocks filled her so completely -- so perfectly that every ridge was a shock of sensation through her entire core with every single move her husband made. She can feel it against her palm as he moves inside of her, and finally Stelle's head tips backwards as her eyes fall closed.

There isn't even a hint of restraint in the sounds he draws from her with each breath she takes -- with each time he presses himself back inside of her once more. Every time they'd made love before had been incredible -- so perfect and so good -- but there truly is something about being fucked tonight that draws her voice from her in pleading desperation.

Stelle's pleasure only continues to mount as he picks up the pace, pleasure and need filling her voice slipping from her faster -- more desperately than ever before.]

[ as much as he's enjoying looking at her beautiful reflection in the window, dan heng nevertheless squeezes his eyes closed as he holds her tightly, burying his face against her shoulder and throat, his hips working faster, harder, pounding deep into her as the rhythm intensifies. she feels so incredibly good, wrapped around both of his cocks like this, wet and tight and ready to receive him, ready to help him bring children into the world, like he's always wanted to.

a low moan ripples through him, rumbling against her throat as he mouths at her pulse, breathing hot, panting breaths against her soft skin. ]

Stelle.. please..

[ he doesn't know what he's begging for, just that he needs her desperately, that he needs her more than he has ever needed her before. his face is burning, his heart slamming into his ribs as he fucks into her, feeling the way her belly distends as he fills her up again and again. at last, his hand drops away from her womb to instead hold her hip tightly, keeping her still to give himself the leverage to pump even harder into her, lost in a haze of pleasure, in how good she feels, in how perfect this moment is.

the hand at her breast, meanwhile, gives one final squeeze before it, too, slides downward, the pads of his fingers rubbing circles around her poor, neglected clit, giving her the stimulation she needs to climax. ]

Come for me, love, I want to feel it..

[When Dan Heng buries his face against her shoulder, Stelle's hand lifts without thought, fingers first finding the line of his ear before she buries her fingers in his long, soft hair. Her other hand is still splayed on her lower abdomen, feeling the way each thrust is deep enough to distend her belly as she's absolutely lost in the haze of pleasure.

There was something so much more intense about this time than any before. It was more than the anatomical difference -- it was in the pace and force of each thrust of her husband's hips. None of it was what she would consider painful or too much of course -- she didn't think anything would really get there -- but it was certainly overwhelming her senses.

Then his hand moves from her breast, sliding down her body. When his fingers find her clit, the pleasure is blinding -- truly for a moment Stelle can see nothing but lights before hazy golden eyes close. She can't help it when her back arches, when her voice is drawn from her lips in a crescendo -- can't help it when her pleasure finally peaks and spills over.

There are overwhelmed tears clinging to her lashes when her abdomen grows tense, entire body trembling desperately as the orgasm rolls through her like waves in a storm. Stelle can do nothing but ride these waves, wordless moans and cries mixing with Dan Heng's name on each breath. She is completely certain that she's never had so intense an orgasm in her life, and when she does finally manage to open her eyes partway, her vision is hazy.]

[ her pleasure is his pleasure, both physically and emotionally. there's something so beautiful about listening to her fall apart, to hearing his name on her lips again and again as she crumbles apart beneath the onslaught of their bliss. her passage squeezes tight around his cocks, pulsing and clinging, and that wonderful sensation combined with the sweet sound of her moans is more than enough to send him over the edge.

one thrust, another, and dan heng spills over, both of his cocks twitching as they spill ribbons of spend into her body, flooding her with heat. his fangs graze her shoulder, pressing into her skin, muffling his groans of pleasure as his hips continue to work, filling her up to her deepest parts.

the sensation makes his vision go white, his mind blissfully blank as his orgasm drowns him, pulling the air from his lungs.

it always feels good, being with her like this, but it feels even better to do it in his truest form, to trust her so deeply that they will both allow this. it's a level of intimacy that he has never had with anyone else, but then, that should come as no surprise - she is his life mate, after all. nudging his mouth along the sweep of her neck, dan heng pants against her ear, holding her tightly against him. ]

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