16. How To Deal With A Dragon Pregnancy

Joey rockedKatie to sleep and eyed the wall clock, his heart skipping when the clock hands ticked to 4:30.

His phone buzzed.

Blade

I've left the station. Get yourself ready for me.

After two weeks of living with Blade, Joey still wasn't used to this. He blushed hot all over, making sure Katie was sleeping soundly. He carefully laid her in her crib, shut the door almost all the way, and hurried to Blade's bedroom.

The room was starting to smell like them. There was the smoky cedarwood scent that was all Blade, mixed with a hint of morning dew from Joey.

The bed, though.

Joey had never known sleep as good as what he'd been getting in Blade's bed—or maybe it was because he'd been sleeping wrapped in Blade's arms every single night, Blade curled protectively around him.

The moment he shut the double doors behind himself, Joey shed his clothes. Blade didn't mind the mess Joey left on the floor; in fact, it seemed to turn him on even more.

Joey clambered onto the bed and left himself on all fours, his ass facing the door. With each movement, the plug inside him pressed against his inner walls. Blade had eased it into him this morning and waited until Joey's stretched hole had tightened back around it.

You're ready,Blade had murmured in his ear. When I get home today, I'll give you my knot.

Anticipation made Joey's blood rush between his legs.

He knew when Blade had pulled up outside the mansion, because the plug began to vibrate.

Electric pleasure jolted through his body. Joey gasped, keeping his legs open, keeping his hands clenched around the sheets because he wasn't allowed to touch.

He'd assumed that Blade would come upstairs, and relieve him of the plug immediately.

No.

Blade didn't come upstairs at all. The plug hummed on and on inside Joey, its vibrations going through Joey's balls and down his cock, all the way to his dripping tip.

He lowered his hips to the bed and rutted against the sheets, but it wasn't enough. All it did was smear his precum everywhere.

Joey held back his begging for as long as he could. He could take the torment. He could do what Blade wanted of him.

But his cock began to ache, his tip pushing out of his foreskin, his entire length flushed red and desperate.

"Please," Joey panted, sweat prickling down his back. "Please, I need to come."

Each time he squeezed around the plug, it made his need that much worse. The buzzing pulled his balls taut; it made all his nerve endings feel like live wires.

"Please, please, please," Joey whispered, pressing his face against the sheets, lifting his hips higher.

The door opened. A low, rumbling growl glided over Joey's skin.

"Beautiful," Blade whispered.

He shut the door and stripped. Joey turned to watch as the deep-blue uniform left Blade's body.

And now Blade was completely naked, prowling up behind him, large hands cupping Joey's ass. "Good boy, Joey."

Joey shuddered at his praise. And shuddered again when Blade rubbed his thumbs over his cheeks, gripping them lightly, spreading them so his hole opened around the plug.

"I need to come," Joey gasped.

"Not yet."

Joey could've sobbed. But thick fingers grasped the base of the plug and pulled slowly; it forced his hole to stretch, the warm, bulbous shape sliding out of him, hot against the cooler rim of his hole.

"Fuck. So open for me. I still see my cum in there."

With a groan, Blade pushed his fingers into Joey, swirling them around inside. It wasn't enough.

Joey realized with a twinge of horror that Blade had completely spoiled him. He didn't want to come around Blade's fingers anymore; they weren't quite as satisfying as—

Blade pulled his fingers out. Then a thick, blunt tip pressed against Joey's hole and slid deep inside, stretching him wide open.

Joey came with a scream, his entire body clenching.

"That's it." Blade leaned in, covering Joey with his own body. "Come around my cock. You deserve it. You've been waiting all day."

He gave a few unhurried thrusts, sinking every inch home. Joey's eyes rolled back; he clawed at the sheets and came again, pleasure throbbing in his body.

"So beautiful," Blade whispered. He ran his large hands all over Joey's arms and chest and sides, cupping his neck and jaw.

Joey was about to close his eyes and sink into Blade's touch, when Blade pulled out. Joey could've cried. "No!"

Blade's laugh was low and rough. "I'll be right back inside. Give me a couple of minutes."

He pulled out a box from under the bed. Something heavy thumped onto the mattress—a few somethings.

Pink lace and leather cuffs, Joey realized.

"Remember this?" Blade picked up the panties with a grin. "You rubbed your face in it that first day."

Joey flushed hotly. "You bought it."

"It had your scent on it. I had them reserve it for me at the checkout stand, and I bought it. Now, I want you to put this on."

Blade helped Joey into the panties, the soft lace whispering up his thighs to hug his hips and sac. His cock jutted shamelessly out of it.

"Looks perfect on you." Blade growled, rubbing his hands over the panties, cupping Joey's ass and squeezing his hips. "Do you feel pretty?"

Joey nodded, his face hot. The lace was so delicate on him. It made him even more aware of the skin it covered—his ass, his sac, the base of his cock.

Blade ran his fingers down Joey's crack. Instead of a muffled touch, Blade's fingers skimmed down Joey's bare skin. Joey whuffled in surprise. "How—How are you touching me there? Is there a hole in the panties?"

Blade's gaze darkened. "You've never heard of crotchless panties, huh?"

He pressed the lace against Joey's ass to let him feel it there. And he pushed his fingers through a slit in the lace, sliding them down his crack, over his hole and taint, to his sac. Joey's face burned. Somehow, he felt even more exposed now, wearing the panties and yet having Blade touch him where he was sensitive.

Blade leaned in, the heat of his body soaking into Joey's back. "You may be wearing panties, but I still have full access to your hole."

He pushed two fingers inside to demonstrate. Joey moaned. And Blade pulled his fingers out.

Blade grabbed one of the leather cuffs on the bed, wrapping it around Joey's thigh. He slid his finger between the cuff and Joey's skin to test its tightness, then wrapped the other cuff around Joey's other leg.

With some leather straps, he secured Joey's thighs to the bed frame, locking them wide open.

"Oh, gods," Joey whispered. His pulse throbbed between his legs.

"Can you close your legs?" Blade murmured.

Joey tried to pull them together, but they wouldn't budge at all. And now he felt even more exposed, knowing that the lace panties did nothing to hide his sensitive parts from Blade's fingers. Hell, his cock was still hanging out naked and stiff, and it was dripping all over the bed. "C-can't move."

"Good," Blade growled. "I'm going to breed you."

The words sent a ravenous heat through Joey's body. He reached back and grasped his own cheeks through the panties, spreading them, pushing his ass up high.

Blade was on him in seconds. He snarled and pinned Joey down, his cock pushing between the lace to slide over Joey's hole. It snagged on Joey's rim and plunged ruthlessly back inside. Joey wheezed.

It was such a strange feeling, wearing panties while being stuffed completely with Blade's cock.

"I'm going to give you my knot," Blade whispered in Joey's ear, his hands braced next to Joey's own, his cock pumping in and out without stopping. "Are you ready?"

Joey nodded rapidly.

Blade leaned back to kiss Joey's nape. Then he thrust all the way in, grinding harshly against Joey's prostate. Joey came so hard, he almost blacked out.

"I've been saving my cum for you all day," Blade murmured in his ear. "Making a big load so it'll fertilize you. Put an actual claim in your body."

Joey shuddered and panted. Blade cupped his chest and rubbed his nipples, and incoherent sounds fell out of Joey's mouth. More so when Blade wrapped his fist around Joey's cock and stroked him there.

Joey lost track of how many times he came; he only knew he couldn't stop. Blade's thrusts became deeper, harder, his breathing starting to hitch.

"My knot," Blade growled, his voice turning dragon-deep, his fingernails lengthening into black claws. And his cock grew bigger inside Joey, so thick that Joey came again. "I'm about to come. About to fill you with seed, and it's going to take inside your body. Going to make you mine."

Blade pinned Joey's shoulders down against the bed, leaving Joey's ass high in the air like an offering. He fucked hard into Joey like he was trying to impregnate him; Joey screamed as he came.

With a roar, Blade buried himself deep into Joey, the base of his cock swelling into something large and round.

It pressed up against Joey's prostate... and kept pressing against it. When Joey moved, Blade's knot ground so hard against his sensitive spot that it ripped an orgasm out of him. Joey clutched at the sheets and wheezed, trying to hold on.

His knot is inside me.

Scarcely had he thought that when Blade held him down and began to thrust, that new thickness working over his prostate. Joey couldn't stop coming. All he knew was a blinding pleasure, and—

And a scaly tail wrapped around his leg, sliding up his thigh and over his sensitive cock.

"Mine," Blade whispered.

When Joey managed to peek over his shoulder, he found Blade mostly-human, except his eyes were glowing red, his teeth sharp.

Blade rubbed his smooth, hot tail all over Joey's cock, rocking him forward with every shallow thrust until Joey came again.

Joey didn't realize he'd fainted until he blinked himself awake.

He found himself on his side, surrounded by a solid wall of heat: Blade wrapped around him, strong limbs keeping him safe. The leather restraints were gone. Blade's claws were gone, too, but the round knot inside Joey remained.

"Wow," Joey mumbled.

Blade rubbed his knuckles along Joey's jaw. "Was that good for you?"

"So good," Joey moaned. "I love your knot."

"Good." Blade chuckled. He kissed the top of Joey's head, rubbing Joey all over so his muscles relaxed even further. "Is there anything you'd like to have for dinner?"

Joey shrugged drowsily. "I dunno."

"I'll have Marion make your favorite lasagna, then. Beef and cheese, with tomatoes and caramelized onions."

"That sounds amazing."

Blade massaged him until he was a boneless mess. He turned Joey onto his front and made his knot recede, before sliding the lace panties off Joey's ass.

Then he pushed back inside, and his knot swelled again, locking them together.

Joey couldn't get enough of Blade's knot. He watched as Blade slid the panties down his legs, leaving him completely naked.

With his cock still buried deep, Blade scooped Joey off the bed and carried him to the shower, stepping under the water when it was the perfect temperature.

"So good," Joey mumbled.

"Yeah?" There was a smile in Blade's voice. It said a lot about them, that Joey knew he was smiling even without seeing his face.

Blade sat on the shower bench and washed them both. He brought Joey back to the bedroom and toweled them dry, before skimming his nose up Joey's neck.

"You always smell so good," Blade murmured. "More so when you're covered in my scent."

Joey blushed. And burped.

A coil of smoke escaped his lips.

Behind him, Blade sucked in a slow breath. "That was smoke."

The way he'd said that so carefully... it meant something. "I didn't know I could breathe smoke."

"You can't." Blade rumbled, sliding his hand over Joey's belly. "But there is one time in your life when you can."

Joey stared at where Blade was touching him, his pulse thundering.

Blade was touching his belly. And there could only be one reason why. "Oh, gods."

Blade kissed his ear, his rumble extremely pleased. "There's a dragonet in here."

I'm pregnant.

"Oh, gods!" Joey clutched at Blade's arm, his insides squeezing. Blade rumbled louder.

That was such a huge thing.

"I don't know if I'll be a good dad!" Joey squeaked.

"You've been doing great with Katie," Blade murmured, covering Joey's chest with his other hand. "You'll be a good dad to this child, too."

Joey's eyes prickled with emotion. He clung to Blade, nervous and carefully optimistic.

Blade's child was in his belly. Did this mean... Blade might want him around forever?

Gods knew Joey didn't have any family left, after the car accident took away his parents' lives. He had friends, but his friends were busy falling in love and caring for their own children. They didn't always have time for Joey's troubles.

"You'll... provide for the baby?"

With some awkward fumbling, Blade turned Joey around, so they were now facing each other.

Blade looked deeply into Joey's eyes. "I'll provide for you forever."

Joey's heart skipped. "We don't know each other very well."

Blade snorted. "I'm sure Hong will think up a thousand crazy ideas for us to know each other better."

Elsewhere in the mansion, someone whooped with joy.

Joey froze. "Was that..."

Blade rolled his eyes. "Yes, Hong's listening in. He can't listen to what's outside the property without also hearing what's in it. Well. He can, but he'll take any chance to eavesdrop."

Joey stared. "So... So he just heard..."

He waved awkwardly at the bed.

"Yes," Blade said. "Basically, he's heard everything since you moved in."

Joey buried his face in Blade's shoulder and groaned, mortified.

"Don't worry about it," Blade said dryly. "He has a sick fascination with knowing everything, just like his brothers. At least he won't make fun of you for it."

Joey leaned back to see if Blade was joking. "Does he... Has he..."

"He makes fun of me." Blade turned pink. "Before you moved in, I was... thinking about you."

"In a good way?"

Blade closed his fist loosely and jerked it in a lewd motion. "This way. Hong made fun of me for days."

"Oh, gods."

"He won't do that to you. He won't respect me because I've been his boss for centuries, but he'll respect you."

Joey stared at Blade's faint blush, his heart skipping. Blade looked so adorable when he was embarrassed. Before this, it hadn't occurred to Joey that a big, fierce dragon like him could be embarrassed. Or adorable.

"Anyway." Blade flipped them around, laying Joey down on the bed and crowding over him.

With a burst of friction, Blade pulled out, shuffling down further to nuzzle Joey's belly. "Ours."

Joey's heart skipped again.

There wasn't any real yardstick for their relationship. They'd fucked first, and then Blade had kissed him. But they hadn't even known each other for a month. Calling anything theirs seemed... a little fast.

"Are you sure you want me for life?" Joey asked doubtfully.

"Yes." Blade looked him in the eye. "Sometimes you just know, Joey. Sometimes a person feels right. I've tried. I've dated on and off. No one really fit, until you."

He was going to make Joey's heart stop beating one day, with all his sappy words. "Oh."

Blade licked his abdomen and laid his head gently on it. "I can't wait to hold this one."

"Me, neither."

"I want to watch your belly swell," Blade growled. "I want to feel our baby kick. I love knowing that I put this child inside you."

And now Joey was blushing again.

"I want to claim you over and over," Blade whispered. "Until you smell completely like me. Until you're swollen with my child, your hole loose and leaking cum. Completely mine."

Joey buried his burning face in his hands. "It sounds so..."

"It sounds so...?"

"Much. But good," Joey croaked. "Being wanted so much."

Blade smiled against his belly. "You might regret it."

"I doubt that."

They'd been waking up together for two weeks now, Joey sprawled on top of Blade, drooling all over his chest. Blade would inevitably pin Joey and pleasure him with his mouth and fingers, waiting until Joey thrashed and begged before slamming his cock inside.

He would come inside Joey and plug him up, sometimes turning on the vibrator remotely just to remind Joey who he belonged to.

Blade had installed cameras around the mansion, too. So he could watch Joey while he was at work, switching on the vibrator at the most awkward moments.

Joey wasn't allowed to come, not until Blade got home and touched him.

It was torture. But it was also fun in a way that Joey had never experienced before.

"Thank you," Joey murmured.

"What for?"

"Everything."

Blade laughed and pushed himself up, leaning in to kiss Joey softly on the lips. "You bring me joy, Joey. I can only hope I do the same for you."

"Definitely."

"Good."

They cuddled in bed for a long time, until Joey's stomach growled.

"Dinner should be ready soon, I think," Blade murmured.

"But you didn't—Oh."

"Didn't what?"

"You didn't text Marion or anything," Joey said. "But I guess Hong heard your dinner order."

Blade grinned. "Yes."

"I suppose there's a bright side to Hong listening in on everything."

"Home security," Blade said dryly. "Wouldn't you rather know in advance about danger out there?"

Joey nodded. Especially now that the kidnappers knew this was a place Joey had visited.

Blade scooped up the cum that had leaked out of Joey, smearing it over his crack and inner thighs. Then he helped Joey dress in a clean pair of pants, his legs still damp and sticky.

Joey blushed. "Will anyone smell it?"

"Your friends." Blade grinned. "I love seeing their faces when they realize you're wearing my cum. They keep being surprised by it every day."

"Oh, gods! That's what they've been making faces at!"

"That's the price of them staying here instead of at a safe house." Blade smirked. "I'm not holding back just because they're my guests."

"They might end up moving out."

Blade shrugged. "And yet you don't attempt to scrub my markings off."

Joey's face burned hotter. "It feels like belonging."

"Good."

When they were dressed, Blade led the way out of the bedroom with one hand on the small of Joey's back.

Katie began whimpering as they drew closer to the nursery. Joey's heart melted.

He hurried to scoop her into his arms, smiling when her distress tapered off.

"We're here now," Joey murmured, cuddling her close. "You're safe."

It hurt, knowing that he might lose her in a few weeks or months, whenever the police managed to find her parents.

But Joey couldn't cut her off to save his own heart. He had to make sure she felt safe; he needed to know she was happy.

He was so, so fucked.

Blade squeezed Joey's shoulders, running his knuckle over Katie's cheek.

"Why does she like you so much?" Joey blurted. "Because you're a dragon?"

"Possibly."

"Are you going to show her your dragon?"

"You want to see it, is why you're asking." Blade grinned.

"Well, that too. You said you'd tell me what color dragon you are."

"Soon. I have to keep up some air of mystery. How else am I going to keep you around?"

That made Joey smile.

They headed downstairs together, the three of them. Blade tickled Katie's foot and rubbed Joey's back, and they entered the dining room, where Hong was—

"Hong." Blade pinched the bridge of his nose. "What."

Hong stepped off a ladder, proudly dusting off his hands. "This may be the grandest masterpiece of my life."

He'd pinned a bed sheet up on the wall, like a medieval family's coat of arms. On it were two crudely-painted penises crossed together, like swords crossing.

"The ultimate butt blessing," Hong announced.

Blade winced. "What the hell is a butt blessing? Actually, I don't want to know."

"Of course you do!" Hong puffed out his chest and plucked out that accursed book again. "According to Dicky Mems, butt blessings improve your butt's quality of life. Or Joey's, anyway. I had to drag this bed sheet though the backyard several times to accumulate enough blessings for the entire mansion."

"What," Blade said.

He looked at Joey, who could only shrug awkwardly and blush.

"Um. You didn't have to do that for... for my..."

Hong stroked his long, wispy beard sagely. "You need more healing energy for your body, with everything that Cop Master puts you through. We all heard you screaming."

Actually, Quinlan and Wren looked kind of uncomfortable.

Joey hid his face in his hands.

"Is dinner ready?" Blade interrupted, to Joey's eternal gratitude.

"Forty minutes," Marion called from the kitchen.

"Perfect!" Hong clapped his hands gleefully. Joey only noticed now that Hong was wearing a black hat, one of those with floppy ears that the historical Chinese judges wore on TV shows. It went perfectly with his silk robe, but it also made him look even more out of place. "That's enough time for the first episode of The Golden Dragon!"

Joey sucked in a slow breath. He hadn't watched that since... a long time ago. With his own family.

Blade groaned. "That's a terrible show. The worst."

"Precisely why both of you should watch it. It promotes bonding. Like you wanted." Hong wriggled his eyebrows. "I pulled the DVD from my own personal collection. You have to appreciate it."

"Fine," Blade said.

Joey had a bad feeling about this.