The hot, moist Indonesian jungle shined brilliant bright green during the day under full sunlight, but shadows made everything gloomy and murky as twilight approached the land of densely packed trees. They reached as far as the eye could see, close-knit. Down beneath the canopy, nestled in tucked-away corners, were different dank caves, home to a complex system of creatures rousing in anticipation of the rising night.
In one of these caves lived the million-deep army of the Wei, Jiang and Wen colony families perched high on the damp, dark ceiling where the busy writhing bodies of the small free-tailed bat hybrids began to stir for the night. They were a large family with many, many young, and everyone was hungry. As night was approaching, the sun steadily falling, the time to hunt drew near. The distant echoes of prey beetles, butterflies and moths summoned hunger from deep inside the bats' bellies, propelling them to take flight out of the cave in order to snatch up sweeping mouthfuls of wriggling grub… despite its dangers.
The deep jungle cave was home to more than the little insect-eating bats chirping loudly above. Vigil, intelligent water monitors lurked in the long shadows below, ever watchful at the wide shores of the guano pool gathered in a sludge-like lake under the bat colony who provided it. The water monitors were massive lone lizard hybrids named Yao who would dauntlessly wade into the lake of guano for young bats who had slipped from the ceiling and couldn't struggle out of the thick mud in time to escape the expert swimmer predators.
Wei Ying had fallen in a few times when he was younger. Even now, thinking about it made him cling to the cave ceiling with a close grip at all times.
That wasn't what he was afraid of, though. He wasn't bothered by the long fall or the foul-smelling fecal sludge or even the huge water monitors feasting on whoever got themselves trapped below—he was too fast for that. He always had been.
It wasn't even the vicious hunter cockroaches named Su prowling the dark pebbled ground that could zero in, swarm and suck the life from a little bat three-on-one, eat it while it lay alive, twitching until it died. Even covered in sludge, he could out-maneuver a big dumb Su roach hybrid. All he had to do was scale the rocky cave wall—a long climb, with his wings too heavy to help him ascend, but manageable.
That is, if it weren't for the silent, deadly creatures that crept along the walls and perched in calculating silence for unsuspecting bats trying to climb their desperate way home up a damp black wall infested with snakes.
Without a doubt, the scariest thing living with them in the caves were the Lan family of reticulated pythons and Jin family of pit vipers.
A bat wouldn't even have to take a clumsy tumble to the cave floor below in order to fall prey to the stealthy predator snakes—reptiles were known to prowl the outskirts of their colony on the ceiling and snatch up those who wandered the slightest bit too far from the safety of their family members.
And not only that—if a bat wanted to leave the cave, if he wanted to take flight and get anything to eat in the short two hours they had—one had to run a whole gauntlet of snakes just to leave.
Those damn wall-dwellers were the worst! Wei Ying had seen far too many shidi and shimei flapping excitedly through the air one second and caught—neck seized, a look of terror in their eyes as they realized they were going to die!—in the next second. There were large fangs and dripping saliva and piercing vitriolic eyes that shone bright with danger in the deep shadows of the dark home cave… and then there would be nothing where both bat and snake had been.
And Wei Ying would never fly faster or harder, more desperately.
Life could be quite frightening for a little omega bat hybrid like him. But it was just the way of life, the only thing he had ever known and would ever know in these thick, springy jungle trees and musky cave he called home. Plus, his family was here. He loved his family. That's what truly made living in with fear so annoying—he didn't like having to watch the demise of those around him. There were millions, but even one death struck deep.
He was never scared for himself, though. He was fast and smart and one of the biggest among the colony. The head omega of his generation, second only to his shijie.
Which was why, shortly after taking the first few confident strokes of flight for the two-hour emergence so he could finally eat something, he was so surprised to feel the sharp, stinging sink of two long fangs into his neck, immobilizing him mid-flight instantaneously.
*
Reticulated python hybrids were known for their size, their speed, their lethal ability to lie in wait until the best possible moment to catch their prey unaware. And Lan Zhan was known as the top hunter in his generation of snakes who coiled along the peripheries of their home cave.
A large python was bound to have a large appetite. And the bats that chirped and chattered and flitted around the cave like delicious temptations lured him from the secretive damp back corner that he usually slept in near his older brother.
Lan Huan had slithered up closer to the recesses of the cave ceiling where the colony thinned out around the edges, flat and still in the noisy cave echoes around them, settled into a patient hunting coil. Waiting for the chance to strike.
Hungry, Lan Zhan did the same on the wall. They were patient people. No need to expend unnecessary energy making fruitless strikes.
The bats, for as good of a meal as they made, flew rapidly. It was best to bide one's time if they wanted to land their dinner.
Lan Zhan had. And now he had his dinner to show for it.
The bat hybrid he had his giant jaws around had sailed into the air as quick and sure as anything. He'd almost reached the dull dark blue light at the mouth of the cave that opened into the deep murky jungle. But Lan Zhan had clocked him, tracked his trajectory and struck.
Lan Zhan's arms squeezed hard around the prey he'd caught. It gave a struggling wriggle, like one good hard tremble, before letting out a dry chirp and seizing up, trapped in Lan Zhan's grip.
Reticulated pythons, like all other python hybrids, did not kill with their bite. They killed by constriction—crushing their prey, closing bloodways, squeezing the life from a thing until it broke—and swallowed their whole meals whole.
Lan Zhan had caught his dinner with his fangs pushed deep into the neck of the small bat, his arms already starting to squeeze hard into the immobilized body… when the smell of the welling blood and the skin underneath caught up to his senses.
Slowly, he began to let go.
*
Wei Ying's heart was beating so fast, he thought that might be the thing to kill him before he even had a chance to get crushed to death by the snake who'd caught him. He was so scared of being eaten alive, he couldn't think straight. He was going to die he was going to die he was going to die…
A very long time passed before he realized he wasn't, actually.
The snake wasn't squeezing him anymore. It was… holding him, still, yes, but something about the way the strong arms clasped across his ribs and arms made him feel a different kind of choked.
"Are you mated, little bat?" came the deep voice of his assailant, as smooth as the scales of his hybrid counterpart, and Wei Ying started trembling all over again.
He'd never heard of anyone who'd been spoken to by the thing that ate them, but then again he'd never been in this kind of situation before—what would he know about what to expect in one's very last moments?
He didn't say anything, just trembled and tried not to cry.
One of Lan Zhan's hands slipped down Wei Ying's shivering side, where tender bruises had already started to form from the force of his capturing strike. With the other arm keeping Wei Ying's small, shaking form firm against his chest, he stroked at the supple skin.
Wei Ying whimpered then. The touch of the cold-blooded hand on him made him feel even more like prey than he had with Lan Zhan's teeth plunged in his neck.
Lan Zhan caught the trail of blood sliding down Wei Ying's skin, spread it around as he kept rubbing the bat. "Answer me," he said.
Wei Ying swallowed a mouthful of bitter blood. "N-no." He hated that he had stuttered such a small word. Why couldn't this just be over already?
Lan Zhan hummed and pressed his mouth back against the spot he had bitten into to catch Wei Ying. The wound pulsed with fresh blood at a rapid rate due to Wei Ying's quick, increased heart rate. He sealed his mouth over it and sucked the bright red blood down his throat to try and clean it hastily.
"Nooo," Wei Ying moaned, trembling in Lan Zhan's arms. He didn't know what was going on, and he was scared, and his wound as well as the man sucking on it hurt.
Lan Zhan worked his tongue over the wound, still stroking the small bat. "No? You would rather die?"
"No!… Please, don't—…" Wei Ying had kept his eyes shut this whole time—there wasn't anything to look at except the darkness of the cave around them since he had been cloistered in a damp lower corner, anyway. Tears sprang to his eyes, hair falling into his face as he let his head loll aside. "Don't kill me… don't eat me… please, I can't die."
Lan Zhan lifted his hand from the sticky track of blood it had been rubbing into Wei Ying's side and took him by the jaw to turn and face Lan Zhan. Surprised, Wei Ying's eyes were shocked open.
For the first time, they got a good look at each other.
Wei Ying immediately started screaming, chattering loudly in instinctual panic.
Lan Zhan covered his mouth and refused to let him look away or run off. "Hush!" he hissed. "I'm not eating you!"
Wei Ying continued sobbing behind the hand that muffled him. "L-l-liar! You were d-drinking my fucking blood! Help! P-please, someone, h-help!"
Rolling his eyes, Lan Zhan clamped both hands over the loud little mouth and went back to trying to cleanse the wound he'd made. It was a big, gaudy thing that had torn muscle, but his bite was clean, sleek, and would heal just fine. When he was sure it had closed enough not to leak out more blood, he finally pulled away and turned Wei Ying around in his arms so they faced each other.
Held by the shoulders and gazing the long way up to meet Lan Zhan's gold slit eyes, Wei Ying almost passed out from pain and fear. As a whole, the snakes in his home cave were the only things that could terrify him so much, but the Lan pythons were way scarier than the Jin pit vipers. Vipers bit and killed with massive lethal venomous bites. The pythons' way of squeezing their prey to death sounded so much more painful to Wei Ying, who was already bruised around the arms and ribs from the python that had snatched him out of the very air.
He was angry, but also hurt, and confused, and so very, very scared of losing his life. Those eyes were terrifying, too.
"Please just let me go…?" he tried again in a small voice.
Lan Zhan only studied Wei Ying. He was short—like all free-tailed bat hybrids, about two-thirds of Lan Zhan's towering height—with long dark hair and large dark grey eyes and a smell that couldn't be ignored under the hot blood scent still in the air. He was incredibly pretty.
"Not mated?" Lan Zhan cocked his head.
Wei Ying shook his head no, almost frantic. His heart was calming down now that he could focus on conversation, but he couldn't stop shaking yet. It was like he couldn't control it, while being stared down by this huge predator.
Lan Zhan glared his eyes. "You smell quite good."
Wei Ying's eyes were wide. He shifted one foot back to see if he had a chance of getting away, but Lan Zhan tightened the grip he had on his shoulders. The skin bruised under the strong grip.
"Wha…?" Wei Ying blinked away forgotten tears.
"Come here," Lan Zhan said, and dragged Wei Ying in until their chests were touching. Wei Ying was so short compared to him that he had to crane his neck to make eye contact. "Don't be scared."
Wei Ying gulped down a fistful of nerves and moaned in another demonstration of his fear.
"Don't be scared," Lan Zhan said again, and slid his hands up into Wei Ying's long black hair. Then he pulled, tugging Wei Ying's head back so the little bat yelped, a sharp chirp in his ear.
Wei Ying blinked his eyes around wildly for a small while, flinging tears everywhere until he bit his lip and gazed up at the dark ceiling above. Lan Zhan hummed and leaned down to touch his nose to the side of Wei Ying's mouth. That startled the bat hybrid too, it seemed like everything did.
"Relax. You'll hurt yourself."
Wei Ying was almost appalled enough to forget his fear. "Not me! Not me, it's you who hurt me! My neck… there's blood…"
Lan Zhan nodded. "You're right about that. Sorry."
Wei Ying spluttered so hard he coughed. A little bit of blood came up with it, and he whimpered at the spike of pain. "Th-this is insane. If you won't eat me, and you won't let me go, what is there to do to me?"
Lan Zhan moved his hands down to the tiny slip of Wei Ying's waist, pulling until they touched everywhere along their fronts. "I still can eat you, if you want," he insinuated.
Wei Ying, feeling the thick shape of his cock, gasped loudly and started trying to squirrel away. "You're not… supposed to do that," he said, bewildered. "You… can't."
"What are we talking about here?" asked Lan Zhan, lifting Wei Ying so the long, lean legs could wrap around his waist. Eating or mating?
Wei Ying clung to him out of fear and confusion and a strange budding warmth that started deep down inside him. "I don't remember," he admitted, sounding even more confused, as though he was speaking to himself. He didn't know what was going on, really.
Lan Zhan hummed again, and bent forward to nuzzle behind Wei Ying's ear. It was sensitive, making Wei Ying shiver like he had before. Wei Ying smelled so good, his sweet red blood all delicious in Lan Zhan's veins, and so pretty even when he was crying and all scared of dying or whatever else.
"What… are you doing…" Wei Ying was down to small irate snuffles, but his voice came out muffled against Lan Zhan's shoulder where he hid his face. He was wrapped all the way around Lan Zhan's body, holding on too tight to breathe properly. The bruises on his arms and ribs ached as he tightened his grip.
Lan Zhan was holding on, too. Squeezing Wei Ying slowly closer and closer until the bruises under his arms started to swell again, making Wei Ying squirm in pain some more. Pleased, he squeezed harder, just short of the crushing force he had used earlier when he'd planned to kill and eat Wei Ying, and it made Wei Ying give another loud gasp.
"Tight…!" Wei Ying struggled weakly. He felt like a livewire in Lan Zhan's arms, sparkling heat and always moving. "Stop! You said…!"
Lan Zhan put his face in Wei Ying's long silky hair and took a big breath of the smell he found there. There were a few omega pit vipers he'd noticed from afar a long time ago. They had none of the appeal that this little omega bat in his arms did. His cock was hot where it pressed up against Wei Ying's cunt, the plushy lips spread wide across the girth of him, clinging to his cock the same way Wei Ying clung to his torso. Lan Zhan groaned as he rubbed against the dry soft skin with his rigid cock. Well, his first cock, anyway, the second, tucked a bit below the first, wasn't quite stiff yet, waiting its own turn. The friction made him hungry all over again.
Slowly, as he rocked against Wei Ying and let the little bat settle down enough to stop shaking, Wei Ying started letting out tiny muffled moans into Lan Zhan's hair. The warm drag of their skin gave way to damp slip, where Wei Ying's cunt started slicking up the cock gliding between his lips.
"Nnggh, gege," Wei Ying said into Lan Zhan's shoulder. "I feel hot, all of a sudden. Are you hot?" He sounded a bit delirious.
Lan Zhan turned around to shove Wei Ying's back up against the nearby wall, hard enough to draw a cry from Wei Ying. "You are hot." It was true. To his cold-blooded self, Wei Ying was a bright, scathing blister between his arms. It was brilliant and beautiful, the quick light and star-bright heat of Wei Ying.
Wei Ying started trembling again against the wall, letting out pitiful broken sounds as his cunt gripped Lan Wangji's cock, wetting up both their skin. He had never done something like this before, and he was so confused from the agony of thinking he'd be crushed alive and devoured whole, not to mention the still-aching bite wound at his neck, that he had a hard time thinking straight. He'd had heats before, of course, but all the alphas he knew were related to him. Pretty obviously, he'd had to spend each heat alone—painfully alone.
He wasn't in heat right now, and this wasn't even a bat he was slicking and warming up for, a weird ache inside letting him know his organs were preparing for the rough road ahead. His body knew before his mind even had a chance to make sense of it all.
And then Lan Zhan closed a big, striking hand around the column of Wei Ying's neck, and swiftly clamped down tight on his tender airways, pinning him to the wall by the throat.
Unable to even gasp, Wei Ying's body went limp then frozen, his open mouth robbed of a silent cry.
At the same time, Lan Zhan wrangled Wei Ying down onto the frightening length of his wide cock, suddenly. He could immediately feel the suffocating strain of Wei Ying's tight insides squeezing around him. He hummed happily at the snug fit as it started to soften and moisten even while Wei Ying hung like a lifeless puppet in his grasp.
He bottomed out (a couple inches couldn't fit yet, but most of him was up there), then loosened his grip. Wei Ying took a deep, gulping gasp, and choked on his breath. Each time he sobbed and coughed, his hot, moist hole flinched, grasping the cock inside even tighter. Lan Zhan almost winced from the pressure.
They may occupy different places on the food chain, but snakes and snakes weren't so different after all, it turned out. Lan Zhan printed his hands on Wei Ying's hips and got him moving, using the little cunt to wet and fuck his oversized cock.
Wei Ying trembled against the wall, his breaths ragged, tears shining brightly in his pretty grey eyes as he was pried all the way open. He almost wished Lan Zhan would grab and immobilize him again, so that he wouldn't have to think of what to do with his body. It burned inside from the overwhelming stretch, but his weeping walls didn't seem to care. Wet stuff dripped from his pummeled pussy, making him moan and whine through the pain.
"Ge… ge… uhh, fuh… what are you… nh, doing to me," he managed. His shoulders and spine dug into the rough mineral rock behind him, and he wished Lan Zhan would reach out and hold him up again, press him close. And he was so hot. He felt like he was going into heat simply from the friction of taking this huge snake's heavy cock up his virgin cunt. His legs squeezed tighter around Lan Zhan. "I thought gege… ohhh, ahah, wasn't going to… to, unf, oww, eat me… mmh."
Lan Zhan, made confident by how well the little bat sucked at his length with twitching inner muscles, brought his face in close and started rubbing all over whatever skin he could reach—Wei Ying's sweating face, his wounded neck, the sweet slope of his shoulder, and the thick shadow of his hair, which began sticking to his overheated skin. Around Lan Zhan's cock, the eager channel got wetter, allowed him deeper inside, almost all the way, making Wei Ying jump and yelp with each widening thrust to his small opening.
"Not eating, little bat," Lan Zhan rumbled against Wei Ying's sweltering skin. The hybrid omega's body struggled to accept him, but still responded to instinct, smoothing the way for him to fuck further and faster into it. Like it wanted it. Wanted him. He kept rubbing and nuzzling. "Mating you."
"M-m-mate? Ohhggh—gege, slow down—isn't this, ah aah, the wrong way to—ha, haa, ha, hggnhn—fuck, mate, fuck! Hnnn!" Wei Ying grabbed desperately at Lan Zhan, just for something to hold onto, while his brain was fucked to mush. His mouth was open and unsteady, his eyes shiny and lost. He didn't know what to do, just let Lan Zhan do whatever he wanted, and moaned and cried into the shadowy cave corner as he was taken. "Ahn, I… aren't I, at least—mercy, please, gege, some mercy—can't I turn around? Haaa, do I… have to… ughn, face you, like this, the, hic, whole time?" Another wretched moan. More juicy slick. His fingers slipped on Lan Zhan's bare skin.
As hot as he already was to the touch, it should be impossible to see or feel the way he blushed all over at that, but it wasn't. It was obvious. His omega.
"Like this." Pleased, Lan Zhan hummed, and held Wei Ying closer, flicking his tongue over sweat-slick skin. Wei Ying tasted as good as he smelled, as good as the way he clutched Lan Zhan's arms and claiming cock. And even though he wasn't a snake, he responded to Lan Zhan's courting with perfect reception; this body wanted to be claimed by him.
Which worked out fine for him because that's what he was going to do, anyway.
He gripped Wei Ying so tight that it pressed the ability for words from both of them, and rutted into the pussy slurping loudly at his every relentless thrust. The heat from Wei Ying's body made Lan Zhan feel foggy in the brain, driven by instinct to fuck inside until he emptied so much thick, filling come into Wei Ying's hole that it squirted almost immediately back out, splashing their skin with creamy color.
Taking a deep breath, Lan Zhan finally pulled back from Wei Ying to survey the damage. His cock still toiled away inside while Wei Ying slumped over Lan Zhan's body, no longer crushed in a too-tight embrace but unable to properly hold on any more than this.
Lan Zhan's first cock kept on coming, stuffing a panting Wei Ying, who drooled from every one of his fuckable holes, with too much sultry spew to keep inside. The sound it made frothing and rolling out as his knot thickened seemed to be the only sound Wei Ying was capable of making anymore, other than those quick, desperate breaths.
At least until Lan Zhan finally stilled his cock. His knot throbbed, aching to push inside and get warm, but instead, he reached up to touch the back of Wei Ying's head. Wei Ying's nails in his back relaxed, breath loud and short; sounding tortured, and he moaned piteously.
"Little bat?" Lan Zhan said.
Wei Ying's pussy gave another wrenching tug at his cock, hearing the voice. He struggled to regain control of his breath and body, even a little bit. "W-... Wei… Ying," he panted. "My… I'm… ughhh."
"Mn. Wei Ying." That must be the fucked-out omega's name. His pussy kept pulsing inside, despite Lan Zhan keeping totally still inside, sending slick dripping down Lan Zhan's thighs, nearly to his knees. He grunted in appreciation, his cocks twitching. The second one had risen, firm and long, seeking out the lure of a wet, hot omega hole.
"And gege?" Wei Ying managed. He sounded almost all right.
Lan Zhan put his hands on Wei Ying's ass and spread the plushy cheeks apart so he could touch a fingertip to the hidden hole. Wei Ying threw his head back, cracked it softly against the wall as he collapsed under the touch, but Lan Zhan kept a firm grip on him. The skin was soft and burning hot to the touch… and soaked with warm slick. When he pulled his finger back, he could feel the stretch of juice cling to him, heavy and slimy, smelling like a richly pollinated flower.
He smeared the oozing drip all over his second cock, grabbed it, and took deadly aim. First, though, he tilted a kiss onto Wei Ying's absently open mouth, tasting the lips that called him so sweetly. The vitality seemed to return to Wei Ying's hammered body a bit as he whined in surprise, clutching Lan Zhan with hands and hole, and swayed needily up into the gentle touch.
"For now, just call me Alpha," said Lan Zhan, still kissing Wei Ying's mouth, then shoved his other cock up into Wei Ying's other hole. He growled a little bit in pleasure, while Wei Ying wailed. With both cocks crushed inside their own small sleeves, surrounded by heat and wet and double the pressure, Lan Zhan was practically vibrating from a deep, alpha sense of fulfillment - he was crammed inside every hole his omega owned (that he owned, now), all at once. His instincts preened at being so sated.
"NNNNNGHH!!" Wei Ying started making desperate, panicky motions with his hands against Lan Zhan's back, where he was clinging so hard, as soon as his asshole split open. Not hitting, but succinct, frantic touches that, suddenly, stopped.
Then, nails in Lan Zhan's skin, Wei Ying's pussy clenching down tighter and tighter (which, in turn, made Lan Zhan gasp), and spilling warm come from deep, deep inside, where the head of Lan Zhan's cock bludgeoned the poor, distant wall of his cervix, stimulated by the intense intrusion into shedding a river of slurry come around the cocks in gratitude.
And Wei Ying let off a wave of shudders every time his ass and pussy convulsed again, coming long and slow and deep, sucking both of them dry. The omega came so much, and was so irreparably full of his alpha's cocks, that his entire body throbbed in pain.
"Alpha," he whimpered, obedient even now, tensed up so much that it felt like Lan Zhan could barely move. "Alpha, please…" He sniffled, tears returned to blitzed grey eyes.
Lan Zhan felt his balls twitch, felt his first cock spit up more gooey come to displace inside Wei Ying's leaking pussy, the knot so swollen, felt his second cock harden even more. Eager. He spent a moment kissing Wei Ying, to stay connected with him at every possible point a little longer, then tilted back. "Please what?"
As he asked, he started to move again. Both holes trembled and quaked as he pulled out and dove back in, spearing Wei Ying wide open on his dicks, reaching so far that Wei Ying broke into instant sobs.
"Pl-... ease… kn-... ot… this… ome-ga, uhhh! Mark… me… Alphaaa-a-a!"
Lan Zhan squeezed his cocks into far-reaching places in Wei Ying's sex-addled body, and buried his face in Wei Ying's neck to do just that. Wei Ying's ass was even tighter, and wetter, than his pussy, and Lan Zhan fucked it with as much brutality and dedication as he'd ever wanted to do anything. The smell of blood suddenly floated up around him as he realized, belatedly, that he had already sunken his teeth into Wei Ying's neck - right next to the first wound, almost on top of it, and wasn't that a funny little coincidence?
Wei Ying let out a series of harsh sobs, his body clamping down so tight that Lan Zhan just lost it, blasted the squirming holes of his little bat's ass and pussy with dump after dump of drip-drop come. Sticky ooze swelled inside Wei Ying, making him shiver and send out even more slick from his flooded, friction-warmed slits.
Between the sweat and the blood and the slick and all the come, Wei Ying and his new mate were drenched from head to toe. Oh, not to mention the tears. Wei Ying felt torn up inside, used up and filled up and drowning in fuck-fluids, but it barely compared to the pain in his neck where he'd been bitten - twice.
"Alpha..." he gasped, like he could say nothing else. "Alpha… Alpha…"
Lan Zhan let out a quiet breath, standing in the debris of his own wild feelings. Wei Ying's blood in his mouth tasted just as delicious as he smelled, and this time when Wei Ying cried, "Please," he didn't need to ask what his omega meant by it.
They were bonding now: connecting on an even deeper level. He already knew.
So he dug his fingers into already-bruised skin, leaving even darker marks behind, and forced Wei Ying down, squirming weakly and crying gratefully, onto the knots of both cocks wedged tight up inside.
Stretched far past the point of pain, Wei Ying's body finally gave, accepting the burning lengths as far inside as his smaller body could take it, gulping greedily at the fat knots that finally plugged up all his insatiable leaking.
Lan Zhan licked over his deep, red mating bite, kissed it once it closed up for the most part, and then bore his own neck. "My name is Lan Zhan," he said. "Now you, too."
Wei Ying nodded, still looked spaced out, blood smeared all over the place, so Lan Zhan tilted him forward into position. Limp and slow, Wei Ying snuggled in against Lan Zhan's body, wiped his steaks of tears away, then turned to mate-mark Lan Zhan in return.
After that, even though they had been strangers a couple of hours ago, everything suddenly became so much clearer between them. If they hadn't already exchanged names, they wouldn't need to anymore. They would know it.
Wei Ying moaned and spurted a bit more come out onto the cocks spreading him wide. His bite on Lan Zhan wasn't as deep right away, he had to work and force his teeth into the skin over several long moments.
Lan Zhan didn't like the pain of it so much, but he liked that he had an idea of how Wei Ying had felt, taking his. Plus, every time Wei Ying got his teeth in a little deeper, his cunt and ass would squeeze a little bit, too, pouring out more come. A noisy puddle on the ground beneath them splashed steadily as it grew.
As their breathing settled, slowly, together, Wei Ying finally hit his mark, and withdrew his short fangs with a shallow gasp.
"Uhhh, Lan Zhan? I can't move… I feel like I'm about to fall out, too. I—I—" Should he go home? Try to hop of Lan Zhan's dick? Dicks. There were two, buried distressingly deep inside; it felt almost like he couldn't breathe. Should he… be trying to please Lan Zhan? He had some sort of instinct rolling around within and crying out for something, but he couldn't tell what.
Lan Zhan had a better time of it. He gathered Wei Ying up in his arms, keeping him firmly planted and fitted around his cocks, and basked in the scents, the water lost between them.
"It's okay. Do what you need. I'll keep you full."
Wei Ying sighed a lengthy, relieved sigh, and went fully collapsed, limbs dangling uselessly whererever they hung. He was sapped. Fucked right dumb. He wouldn't be able to go home even if he tried.
"Okay," he whispered, raw voice cracking slightly as he huffed small breaths against the side of Lan Zhan's face. "Okay. As long as you promise. Lan Zhan."
"Mn. Promise. Wei Ying."
When Lan Zhan turned to coax another kiss out of Wei Ying, it was full of the taste of blood. Both of theirs, shared; like their new life. Heart and heat touched with violence.
Outside, the chitter-chatter of fat and full hybrids from Wei Ying's colony returning home from hunting flight finally quieted down, and so did the last of the day, though for creatures such as bats and snakes, the night had only just begun.