Yanyue dazedly lay in the lair. His legs powerlessly spread open and someone’s huge, hard cock was still unceasingly thrusting in and out of his body. His lower half was fucked into almost numbness, but the flesh of his hole was still clenching tightly the man on top of him.
“Enough…no more…” he groaned weakly. It’s been a while since he had been brought back to the lair. Yanyue didn’t know how long it had been; it could have been some hours or several days. But the man had never gotten off him since then.
From being aroused to desire at the beginning to fucked in every kind of position and posture until he finally collapsed, now he didn’t even have any strength to collapse.
“Not enough.” The man’s nature hasn’t diminished. As a Zerg, he could even keep copulating with his spouse until next egg laying period. But clearly his baby’s physical strength was weak, so he had to let Yanyue rest for a while.
The man kissed Yanyue tenderly, comforting, “This would be the last time, be good.”
Yanyue shook his head, seeming to refuse but also seeming to urge.
The man really did it once and finally ended his long sex. But just because it was the last time, he deliberately prolonged the time, forcing Yanyue to shoot one more time before finally ending it.
Yanyue fell asleep as soon as the man left his body. His body was full of purple and blue marks left by the man, his brows furrowed. His chrysanthemum was stretched and fucked to the point it couldn’t close up.
The man compassionately caressed Yanyue’s face, smoothening his furrowed brows. He hesitated for a second but still couldn’t resist and leaned down and started to lick Yanyue’s body. His salive had a slight healing effect. On one side he told himself that he was healing his baby’s body, while on the other he licked every part of Yanyue’s whole body satisfyingly, taking full advantage.
Yanyue didn’t sleep soundly. He dreamt of a big tongue monster: the other party stretched out long tongue, tied him up with it. Then there was buzzing sound in his ears and he was woken up.
A Zerg with big black eyes was curiously looking at him while leaning at the edge of the nest. Its head took up half of his body. And it was furry. But the top of his head was almost bald with only one white feather sticking up.
The Zerg shook its fur, holding a pile of eggs and placing them next to Yanyue one by one. The eggs were nice and warm; they rolled towards Yanyue, surrounding him.
Yanyue looked at the group of eggs that he had laid, then lowered his eyes, sighing helplessly.
It seems I really can’t get rid of them! Really going to have to raise children together with that man, ah!
“What are you doing?” The man’s voice suddenly came. Yanyue was startled then realized that he was not asking him but the other zerg.
The little Zerg shook, tremblingly pointed towards the eggs, indicating that it was helping to move them.
“Thanks.” The man nodded to express his gratitude and in passing pulled the only feather from the Zerg’s head.
The Zerg became completely bald. It aggrievedly covered his head, dared to be angry but didn’t dare to speak. It turned around and ran out, bum twisting.
The man stuffed the feather under Yanyue. Only then did Yanyue discovered that he was lying in a nest-bed made with similar feathers that were layered upon layered. It was very soft and comfortable, really cozy.
“It’s alright. That guy grows one a day. Pulls one today, grows one tomorrow.” The man rubbed Yanyue’s hair, explaining with a smile.
Yanyue swept his glance around at the large nest filled with feathers. He was tempted to ask the man, in the end for how many days did he seized the little Zerg to make a bed this big. But he didn’t want to talk to the man. Heart tangled for a second before he turned over, turning his back to the man.
The man moved the eggs to the Yanyue’s feet, and occupied the vacant position beside him himself, and wrapped his arms around Yanyue. “How’s your body?”
Yanyue ignored him.
“If you don’t talk, I’ll assume you’re fine and we can continue to do pleasant things.” The man put his hand into Yanyue’s clothes, rubbing his nipple.
Angered, Yanyue swatted him away. “Get lost!”
Baby was finally willing to pay attention to him. The man smiled happily. Even if he was ignored, he was happy. As long as Yanyue was by his side, he’d be very happy/blessed.
Yanyue’s chest was a little swollen and aching by the man’s ministrations. He did his best to try to ignore the insolent hand, relaxed his body, wanting to go back to sleep. A little soft ball came to snug against his belly. Yanyue grabbed it, finding that it was his hot egg.
The egg was more crystal clear and glimmering compared to when it was born/laid. The surface reflected multicolor* glimmer like an exquisite work of art.
(*五彩: five (main) colors: blue, yellow, red, white and black)
Yanyue never carefully observed them before. Now, he unexpectedly discovered that these eggs were quite cute/lovely, beautiful and felt good to touch.
Is this really his child that he conceived in march and then gave birth to? Yanyue had mixed feelings (felt complicated in his heart). He squeezed it hard and his hand got wet; a handful of liquid splashed on his palm.
He pinched the crack on the egg. And it broke further.
Yanyue was stunned: What to do if I made it suffer?!
As more and more liquid flowed out, the egg stifled visibly to the naked eye. Like a broken egg. Yanyue, flustered, tried to plug the broken part, only to accidently crack the gap wider and wider. Clear liquid dripped through his hand.
“Wahh!!” He cried out lowly, jumping a little and throwing the egg at the man like it was a hot potato, a evidence of his crime. “Quick, take it!”
Not understanding, the man caught the egg. “What’s wrong, baby?”
Yanyue pointed at the egg nervously, “It’s broken.”
“Oh, it’s okay. It’s almost time.” The man chuckled.
The flowing liquid inside the egg was almost gone. The man peeled away the egg membrane from both sides and a small head cautiously poked out.
It had the human-like appearance, with wet mop of blond hair on its head, eyes tightly shut. And almost translucent skin that one could even vaguely see blue blood flowing underneath, just like a young tender zerg baby that had just broken out its shell.
It reached out its little hand, struggling to crawl out of the remaining egg membrane, and lay on the palm of the man’s hand.
This, this is my son? Yanyue looked at the little guy with complex emotions, feeling at loss. The egg was already small, so the child was actually quite small too, much smaller than the regular human newborn, looking like mini version of a doll.
The newly broken-out-of-the-shell baby yawned like a cat, revealing a row of sharp teeth then it sniffed, accurately identifying it’s mother’s location.
It suddenly stretched out two flimsy-thin wings behind him, trembled with excitement and flew straight like bullet into Yanyue’s chest.
“Hey hey! Don’t come over here–! Ah!”
Yanyue was knocked down, with a small human-zerg hybrid lying on his chest. He dared not move.
This bug was cute, ah!
No, by no means bugs can be cute!
Yanyue’s heart was in tangle. One one hand, he wanted to touch it, to feel it; on the other, he wanted to throw it away in disgust.
“Hey, quickly, take this thing away!” Yanyue looked at the man for help. “What are you doing?!!”
He watched in shock as the man flipped his hand and took out a knife, slashing at each egg one by one.
After a moment, a bunch of little dolls fluttered their wings and jumped out towards Yanyue.
“Wahh!!”
Yanyue was buried alive.
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