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[equivocations]

He presses more kisses to his forehead, his temples, the line of his jaw at that little whimper of pain, trying to soothe him. He's so focused on causing his mate pain that he first assumes that's what he's asking about.

"I'm sorry, A-Sang. I should have stretched you more - it'll pass soon, I promise. Soon it'll feel good again."

Another egg gets pushed through - and this one goes a little easier, fortunately, barely needing a touch of additional effort to push it in. It presses right against Huaisang's prostate as it passes over it.

"Let me make it better." A tentacle returns to Huaisang's lips, pressing against them and seeking entrance again. He even adjusts the little flanged tentacle plugging up Huaisang's tiny cock. He doesn't take it out, of course, but he relaxes the flanges a little and pulls it back just a few centimeters before thrusting it back in - and repeating, as though he was gently fucking his little cocklet.

[eternalgrief]

"That's not..." Huaisang starts but another egg is pushing through and again he doesn't understand the sensation but it hurts less. The way it presses against his prostate makes him moan which just makes it easy for the other's tentacle to press inside of his mouth. He sucks it, almost like a reflex his hand reaching up to curl into the other's hair.

The sensation of the little tentacle starting to move is shocking and it both feels good and just drives home his need to come, his need to empty his bladder. He squirms, thighs starting to try and press together at the tortuous sensation that's a mix of pleasure and desperate need to release everything.

And he still doesn't know what it is that the other's doing inside of him.

[equivocations]

He gives a contented little purr at the hand in his hair, nuzzling into it. The moan Huaisang makes eases his concern, a sign that his mate is feeling pleasure again, and he gives a little shudder of pleasure when the other sucks at the tentacle in his mouth. Lan Xichen doesn't get as much stimulation from the egg laying tentacle as he does the others - mostly just the bone deep pleasure of having found the perfect carrier for them and successfully passing them on - so he appreciates the gesture.

"Thank you," he murmurs. "Oh, you feel so good sucking me down, my lovely little one." He smiles fondly at the way he starts to squirm - he can feel him pressing against the tentacles spreading his legs, trying to close them. Lan Xichen coils more tentacles around his thighs, keeping him spread open for him. The coils start to rhythmically squeeze his legs, just a light massage to try to soothe any cramping.

The eggs are coming quicker, now that the first of them have been laid inside. Each one is a little closer behind the last, until there's a slow but steady stream of them pressing inside Huaisang and filling him even further - and every one of them bumps firmly against his prostate.

Lan Xichen croons softly as they fill him, gently brushing his fingertips over Huaisang's stomach. "You're taking them so well, A-Sang."

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang whimpers around the tentacle in his mouth focusing on the praise. As the tentacles keep his thighs apart, massaging him he finally manages to stop trying to close them. As another egg is deposited inside of him there's a strange sensation from his swollen breasts. He tilts his head working to get the other's tentacle out of his mouth as he looks down, feeling like liquid is being sucked out of his nipples. He whimpers and if the other frees the tentacle from his mouth he'll go ahead and ask, "What's happening... what are you doing to me?"

The words will be thick and breathy, pleasure assaulting him as the eggs continue to press against his prostate sending pleasure straight to his cock, his balls are even more swollen and aching painfully. He's starting to feel even more full and he doesn't understand how it's even possible as his body is stretched to accommodate everything the other is feeling him with.

The sucking at his nipples is a mix of pain and pleasure and uncomfortably strange at the same time and the confusion is mounting.

[equivocations]

His tentacle releases one last load of aphrodisiacs down Huaisang's throat before he pulls it out of his mouth. By then, he's too distracted by the delight of his little mate already lactating to really focus on what he asks, though he does his best to answer it.

"Mating with you, my beautiful, wonderful little A-Sang, oh, look at you." He pushes the suction tentacles off, smiling widely as he tugs at one of his nipples and finds a nice trickle of milk. Lan Xichen licks it off his fingers delightedly before he fastens two milkers over his small breasts, now a little swollen with milk.

Feeling a little wicked, he starts timing everything together - he can't change the flow of the eggs, not now, but he can make sure his flanged tentacle fucks back into Huaisang's little cock at the same time as an egg presses against his prostate, stimulating it repeatedly from both sides, and at the same time as the milkers pull on his nipples to release another stream of milk.

He wants to see if he can get him to have a dry orgasm, if he just keeps overloading him with stimulation.

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang's brow furrows, confused by the answer, confused by the fact there seems to be ... milk coming from his nipples. He stares at Xichen in confusion but as the they cover over his breasts again he whimpers. "How is that possible..."

He's a man. Men don't... how could they mate? The thoughts are cloudy at best and he has trouble holding onto them especially once the other starts to work him over so intently. How many things has the other put inside of him, what are they... the thoughts fade into the background as pleasure takes over.

Huaisang has so many questions he can't even formulate now, overcome by pleasure as the other continues to fill him, to abuse his prostate and nipples and the pleasure is just too much to take. His fingers pull a little in the other's hair and he isn't even meaning to as his his back arches. His breathing gets heavier and more uneven as he's assaulted with pleasure, too much pleasure.

"Please," he pants, needing to come so bad. The feeling of an orgasm is already welling up, growing quickly and his sounds get louder and louder as the feeling of it starts to wash over him and he tightens around the other inside of him but all too quickly it peters out and there's no satisfaction at all. He lets out a mournful noise at the realization he's just as needy as before, his balls hurting and swollen just as much.

[equivocations]

"Because you're perfect," he answers immediately, nuzzling against Huaisang's neck. "You're so fantastically compatible with me, oh, you're carrying them beautifully."

He can't take his eyes off of Huaisang as he arches and pulls his hair, little shocks of sensation going through him at the sharp tugs, and he whispers words of encouragement to him. "That's it, my A-Sang, you're so good for me."

He groans as the other tightens around him, hands roaming all over Huaisang and touching every part of him he can get as his lovely mate rocks through his dry orgasm, only to realize no matter how much pleasure he felt, it hadn't satiated his desire at all. He rewards him by rubbing his little cock for a moment, as one might with a clit, working around the flanged tentacle that's stilled once again and gone back to just plugging him up.

He pulls out the tentacle as the last of their eggs settles deep inside him - and this time he immediately replaces it with another tentacle, this one even bigger than the others - though it's covered with enough slick to ease its passage in. If Huaisang's familiar with such things, he might notice it very closely resembles a horse's cock. It begins fucking him in earnest, with enough force to make him sway in the tentacles that hold him.

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang doesn't understand at all. But it's impossible to keep questioning. The other makes it so hard to think at all.

His body jerks when the other starts to rub his cock, whimpering. He's so desperate for release and yet he's so sensitive that it almost hurts to be touched. He lets out a quiet sound that's very near like a sob when the other pulls out his tentacle. He doesn't know still what he had left inside of him only that he felt even more full, even more swollen and close to bursting. He didn't know how much more his body could take. He feels tears falling from his eyes and he doesn't even understand why.

Huaisang has no time to process before he's split open by a tentacle much larger than all the other ones. It didn't take much to recognize it's similarity to a horse's cock. He feels split in to but at least he can feel that he's not tearing open and it does... feel good as it starts to fuck him. He reaches to grasp tightly onto Xichen as he's fucked so hard, so deep and it only brings to mind how much he needs to come and how painful his bladder is.

"Please, please let me come, let me..." he can't bring himself to ask to pee.

[equivocations]

His hands go back to Huaisang's face, cupping it for a moment as he presses kisses to his forehead. He pulls the sleeve of his robe over one hand to dry his little mate's tears, while the other strokes through his hair.

"Oh, sweetheart," he murmurs as Huaisang reaches for him to grasp onto him. He bundles him up, arms wrapping around him and cradling him close - overwhelmingly tender, particularly when paired with the way his tentacle is pounding brutally into his little mate. "It's so much, isn't it - but doesn't it feel so good?" He lets two more little suction cup tentacles slither their way up Huaisang's legs, one fastening around each of his cute little balls and gently stimulating them.

He shudders a little as the milkers attached to his nipples fill, and then empty as they carry his mate's milk back to him. He swallows as though he was gulping it down himself, licking his lips. "You taste so sweet, my little mate. I've made you wait so long, haven't I?" Well. Not that long, all things considered, but long enough for his first experience with it. "All right, A-Sang - let me see you come from your little clit."

The flanges on his tentacle retract, and he slowly pulls it out of Huaisang's tiny cock.

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang nods a little, his eyes staying on Xichen's face and he focuses on trying to breathe. The other holds him like this but the large tentacle is still thrusting hard and fast, and Huaisang isn't sure how he's even able to take it, how he's able to take any of this when it's all too much. But Xichen is right, it does feel good, so good.

"Mm," he moans, the suckers on his balls just adding to the intensity of what he's feeling. He clings onto the other as the tentacle slips out of his bladder and cock and that's really all it takes before he comes. His back arching and his muscles spasming around the tentacle that is still fucking him. He nearly screams with the intensity of the release he's finally allowed.

There's not a chance afterward for him to control his bladder either now that the tentacle is removed and not stopping him and after the orgasm is done he's peeing himself. He moans as the pressure is released and then the humiliation is setting in at what had just happened.

[equivocations]

Oh. It makes his breath catch, having Huaisang's eyes on his like that. There's an intimacy in this that he can't help but crave, and the look in Lan Xichen's own eyes probably goes a little bit beyond affection and into something like devotion. His perfect little mate, taking him so well - Lan Xichen is going to keep him forever.

Feeling him clench around his tentacle, watching the way he bucks and shouts as he's overcome with pleasure - it's all Lan Xichen needs to follow him, shouting his own pleasure as his tentacle releases a wave of cum inside his mate, rushing to surround the eggs and filling him up even more.

"A-Sang, my mate, you did so well, you were so good, so perfect," he murmurs, planting little kisses all over his face.

His hand drifts down, feeling over his balls and his little cock - both to make sure they've been fully drained and to make sure he hadn't hurt his little mate in his enthusiasm. When he pulls his hand back, sticky with more than just cum, his brows furrow for a moment as he holds it up for both of them to see. Realization springs up, and he must admit that he's a little delighted that he made his mate feel so overwhelmingly good that he wet himself.

"Oh, A-Sang, did you have an accident?" He kisses his forehead tenderly. "Your little cock couldn't take it, it's all right. Let's get you cleaned up."

His thick tentacle slips out of his hole, replaced immediately by a tentacle perfectly designed to plug him up and keep him stuffed full of their eggs and Lan Xichen's seed. The milking tentacles detach from his chest as well, leaving a small trickle behind, as Lan Xichen glides over to the cold springs.

[eternalgrief]

As the other fills him further he whimpers, gripping onto him tighter because he feels as if he might burst. He hopes as the other's tentacle comes out that some of it will empty but the thought is cut short with the plug that's fitted inside of him and he whimpers, squirming. Still it's hard to not still be preening under the praise as he catches his breath and tries to calm but still humiliated by what he had just done, hoping that maybe in all this that Xichen wouldn't notice it.

It's too much too hope and he goes redder as the other kisses his forehead, looking away from him in shame. He can't bring himself to say anything as he's plugged and swollen with the eggs and come and still not knowing what it is that Xichen had put inside of him ... not really. He feels exhausted and limp as the other takes him to the springs, his eyelids heavy. He does look down at himself, seeing the mess of that he is... swollen breasts, milk leaking from his nipples, stomach swollen and distended beyond what he would have thought possible and he can just barely see his groin for it, the angle the only thing that allows the view of the mess of come and urine. He's covered in sweat by now and all in all he would be relieved to get washed up.

"What did you do..how..." his hand goes to one of his swollen breasts staring at the trail that had leaked from his nipple.

[equivocations]

Cute. Oh, his mate is so cute, the way he preens from his praise and goes all red when he's embarrassed. It only makes Lan Xichen want to give him more of both. Fortunately, it's no hardship to praise him, with how lovely he is, and he seems to get adorably embarrassed over things they both enjoy - like his clit sized cock and his little accident.

He lowers them both into the springs, letting all of his tentacles spread out now that he's in the water. Some of them are long enough to drag along the bottom, but most of them he keeps together in a mass underneath him, so he can cradle Huaisang in them as he submerges him partway in the water.

"We're mated now," he explains as he uses his spongier tentacles to rub Huaisang down. "You were wonderfully receptive to our eggs, and your body adjusted in preparation for our children."

His hand covers Huaisang's on his breast, giving it a little squeeze. "Perfect." He caresses down over his stomach, humming contentedly.

[eternalgrief]

The cold of the water makes him shiver but he doesn't complain, ready to get cleaned up even if he knows instinctively that the other is not going to let him remove the tentacle plugging him up so he can be completely clean. He allows the other to clean him, take care of him, his head leaning back as he listens. The exhaustion is setting in further despite the cold water.

"Eggs...?" Huaisang whispers, somehow it not fully setting in for him what this all means. He bites back a whimper when the other squeezes his breast, still so sensitive and tender. His eyes follow the path of the other's hand.

"I'm too full... I'm going to burst," he says even quieter. It hurts and is uncomfortable in ways he never could have imagined.

[equivocations]

He keeps pressing fond little kisses against his temple, his jaw, his shoulder, anywhere he can reach, as he combs through his hair with his other hand. "I'll warm you up when you're clean, my darling, I promise."

It makes his tentacles wriggle with happiness, already envisioning wrapping securely around his mate and keeping him and their brood safe as he sleeps.

"Oh, no, I know it's uncomfortable, little one, but it'll ease soon." He nuzzles into his neck. "Remember how it felt when I was inside you, before you stretched and adjusted, how good it became?"

A few of his tentacles tangle together to form a little scoop again, bringing some water up to Huaisang's lips. "Here - let me share more with you, build up your strength."

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang is almost falling asleep to the other's kisses as he's being washed. If the water had been warm he surely would have already. He exhales shakily at the other's response. It's true what he says but he doesn't know how this feeling could become good. He's too tired to protest further, though. Too tired to think of what this could mean for him, for his clan if he didn't return, for his brother.

This time as water is brought to his lips, Huaisang hesitates and when he does drink it's not nearly as greedy as before, still feeling humiliated by what he'd done.

[equivocations]

He frowns in concern when he hesitates before drinking - his little mate will need it, as he carries their brood, will need to keep up his strength. Then his expression smooths out.

"Ah - are you still embarrassed? You don't need to have any shame with me, you know." He kisses him, soft and sweet, before he brings up another scoop of water to coax him into drinking. "I like you no matter what. But if you're worried about another accident..."

His thin flanged tentacle slithers into Huaisang's little cock again, anchoring down into his bladder and plugging him up.

"I'll help you. I want you to drink your fill, keep up your strength without worrying." His fingers run through his hair again. "You'll let me take care of you, won't you?"

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang flushes more, his ears going pink as the other brings it up. He kisses him back, though before drinking some more as the other encourages.

"No...I... it was just too much I couldn't... I won't do it again," Huaisang insists, squirming as the tentacle already is pressed down into his bladder by the time he could even protest.

He swallows, his eyes lowering as he leans into the other's hand. "Of course," Huaisang says and wonders why that answer came out so easily.

[equivocations]

Lan Xichen stops after two cups - he doesn't want to completely overwhelm his beloved, not so soon after their first mating. He'll ease him into more, making sure he's drinking enough from the cold springs to keep him and their children strong and healthy.

Huaisang will do it again, if Lan Xichen has anything to say about it - oh, he'd liked it, the way his mate moaned his pleasure when his bladder finally emptied, how sweet his embarrassment had been after. But he won't insist on that now.

"Thank you," he murmurs when the other agrees so easily. "You're so good for me - I want to cherish you, my little one, I'll take such good care of you."

He climbs out of the water, now that Huaisang is cleaned up and hydrated, gliding back over to the fire and settling down. Lan Xichen wraps his arms around him once more, tucking Huaisang in against his human chest as his tentacles twine around him until he's all wrapped up. "Rest now, A-Sang, I'll protect you."

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang feels strange, too full and then plugged by tentacles and soon wrapped up in more as the other takes them to the fire. It's warmth is appreciated and drowsiness grows in power quickly.

There's a slight nod before he really can't keep himself awake any longer falling sleep quickly wrapped up and held close to Xichen.

Maybe when he wakes he'll have a firmer grasp on the questions he should ask.

[equivocations]

When he wakes up, he'll find himself in a very different place than he fell asleep in. Gone is the cold, wet cave - he's in what looks like a bedroom, though granted, although the furnishings and decorations are exquisite, they look very old and outdated. Still, the bed is sturdy and comfortable enough to fit Lan Xichen and his mass of tentacles, as well as Huaisang.

He'd coaxed him into drinking one more cup of water, overnight - though Huaisang had been mostly asleep, and he's not even sure he'll remember it. Lan Xichen is overjoyed to find that Huaisang's breasts have swollen with milk again, and he's managed to keep his hands and tentacles to himself and hasn't milked him at all.

Lan Xichen still has Huaisang cuddled close to his chest, stuffed full and plugged up, and at some point, one of his tentacles has spread a thick slime over his stomach. He's massaging it gently in, now, humming softly to himself - there's a mild aphrodisiac in this one, yes, but mostly it's another step in modification, to ease the pain of how stretched he is and help his body get used to it.

[eternalgrief]

Huaisang sleeps very soundly throughout the night. The whole experience had exhausted him and pushed his body and mind to the brink. He doesn't even wake up right away when the other starts to massage the slime onto his stomach. Eventually, he does stir, making a quiet sound as he stretches his arm and then his hand goes to the tentacle that's massaging his stomach, brow furrowing as all the memories settle in.

"What's that," he murmurs, his hand slipping away from the tentacle and as he wakes up the urge to need to go to the bathroom makes itself known. He shifts and quickly remembers how the other has him plugged.

"I need to pee," he says quietly. "Please."

[equivocations]

His expression lights up when Huaisang's hand comes up to touch his tentacle, leaning in to give him a soft kiss. "Good morning, A-Sang," he greets softly. "It's to help with your comfort, when you're so full like this."

Though of course, that's far from the only way that Huaisang is full. He nuzzles into his neck.

"But you're so warm and comfortable when I'm holding you," he murmurs in a teasing protest, even as he's already starting to unwrap the tentacles holding him close. He gives the one in his little cock the tiniest of wiggles. "Do you want me to stay in you until you get to the bathroom?"

[eternalgrief]

"How?" Huaisang murmurs and he's feeling aroused but he ignores it for the time being, still not fully awake and certainly not wanting to go into another round, not wanting to get even more full yet. He's still shocked at the roundness of his belly, at the weight of his breasts that certainly feel too full as well. His head tilts to the side and he exhales a shaky breath at the nuzzling.

He starts to shift as the other unwraps the tentacles freeing him somewhat and then gasping and pressing his thighs together instinctively when the small tentacle wiggles and he feels the insistent need to pee but also a rush of arousal.

"No," he shakes his head.

[equivocations]

"High cultivation and the healing magic of the cold springs," he replies, giving him a little smile. "A simplistic answer, I know, but I'm happy to go into the theories and mechanics with you when you're more settled in."

Oh, his mate looks so tempting like this, round with their eggs and full with the milk to nourish them. It's a struggle to keep pulling his tentacles back and to keep his hands to himself - though he can't resist helping Huaisang to sit up and get his feet on the ground.

"Of course." He presses a kiss to Huaisang's cheek, then slowly withdraws his flanged tentacle from his little cock. "My brother will be coming by soon. I want him to meet you and see how perfect you are."