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Wrio gripped the sheets, his sharp claws tearing the silky fabric, his head tipping back with a moan, "Ooo Neuvillette that feels so good! Ah please don't stop!" Neuvillette cupped his scarred throat, pulling his head forward to bite at his lips with an equally desperate growl. His cock thrust deeply into the younger man - so deep Wriothesley swore he could feel him in his throat. "Ah Neuvillette please!" He begged as he felt his partner's cock swell inside him, he wanted what it had to give. Neuvillette closed his eyes, his breath heavy, "...Wriothesley... Ah... I can't..." "Please!" Wrio begged again, "Let me carry your offspring! Make them mine!"
Even though it was just a play, it still riled them both up terribly every time - Wriothesley couldn't actually get pregnant after all. But it was moments like these, as an egg started to slide down Neuvilette’s ovipositor into his insides along with a rush of hot cum, he felt like he might actually-
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Wrio dragged a hand across his face and sighed. This was not how things were supposed to turn out.
Neuvillette paced in front of him, biting his nails. "Are you sure?" "Yes Neuvillette I'm sure," he repeated for the hundredth time. The Iudex paused, glanced at him with his stunning lavender eyes and then began pacing again. "But are you sure-" "Neuvillette!" The dragon paused again at his partner’s outburst. "Yes, sorry. Of course you're sure." He stopped pacing, but he was still gnawing on his nails anxiously, the tips starting to turn red.
Wrio grunted as he pulled himself up from where he had been sitting and crossed the room pulling Neuvillette's hands away from his mouth. "You're going to hurt yourself," he scolded, suddenly feeling like a worried parent. Well he guessed soon he... "I'll take responsibility of course," Neuvillette promised, breaking his train of thought. Wrio couldn't help smiling, "Of course you will. Don't think I wouldn't chase you down if you decided otherwise."
That seemed to calm Neuvillette down a bit - seeing he wasn't mad. Surprised yes, unprepared also yes, but mad never. Wriothesley had already planned to spend his life with Neuvillette. There would just be another one to share it with as well.
A beat passed between them and Neuvillette shyly tugged on the edge of Wriothesley's shirt. Wrio cocked his head to the side fondly, "Want to see them?" "Yes..." Neuvillette nodded. Wriothesley hiked up his shirt to show Neuvillette the slight bump in his stomach where two growing eggs nestled. He watched as the dragon's eyes sparkled as he reached out a hand to caress Wriothesley's stomach.
Wrio flinched at the coldness of his skin and Neuvillette pulled back as if he had been shocked. "I'm sorry! I-" "Your hands are just a bit cold," Wrio assured him before he could spiral again, "Let me warm them up." He clutched Neuvillette's hands in his own, brought them up to his mouth and breathed on them, feeling his naturally cool skin warm. After a moment he let go and Neuvillette brought his hand down again to touch him. No flinching this time.
Wriothesley could feel the two eggs shift as Neuvillette gently pressed on his stomach. It felt nice. He leaned into it wanting to be closer. He could tell the eggs recognised their sire as well. Reality hit him for not the first time - life was growing inside him right now. It was all so strange he couldn't help laughing, "I know I told you to breed me but you weren't actually supposed to."
Neuvillette blushed, "I-I don't know what happened! The eggs were supposed to dissolve on their own like always - I don't think I did anything different! I don't know why this time..." His voice trailed off.
"We'll make it work," Wriothesley assured him, "But what is going to happen? Is it uh okay that they are still in there?" He didn't know anything about dragon gestation periods, his body was already experiencing changes. How many more would happen? Would the eggs hatch inside him? That was a bit of an alarming thought.
Neuvillette continued to stroke his body comfortingly, his face scrunched up in thought. "I suspect it will continue on like a regular pregnancy for a while till the eggs have grown to a suitable size."
"You suspect?" Wrio asked skeptically.
"Dragons aren't a particularly flourishing species," Neuvillette pointed out. He blushed even deeper, "...and it's my first time siring a successful brood." Wriothesley felt proud hearing that, that their combined love had somehow managed to beat the odds. Neuvillette continued. "Once they are laid, it might still be some time before they hatch."
"Mmhm," Wriothesley processed Neuvillette's words with a touch of curiosity and nervousness. It seemed like he would get to experience both human and dragon pregnancy. It would take a while but as his symptoms progressed he was determined to still keep up his duties at the Meropide. They counted on him there still, Neuvillette counted on him, and now the two little bundles of joy growing inside him counted on him too. It was going to be an exhausting few months he could tell already, but he could handle it. He was the Duke after all and he was chosen for a reason.
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He couldn't handle this.
Wriothesley's alarm went off and he had half a mind to throw his pillow at it and forget it went off at all. His hips throbbed, his head throbbed... frankly everything throbbed and not in a good way. Neuvillette was lying beside him still sound asleep. He'd had a long week in court and Wriothesley was glad the alarm didn't wake him since he finally was getting a chance to sleep in. Even though he was also a bit jealous that he didn't have that luxury.
He shifted his hips, trying to swing his legs over the side of the bed while keeping his balance as the weight of his swollen stomach pulled his body forward.
It had been about five months since he had realized Neuvillette's eggs had stuck inside him. But it felt like it had been longer. The eggs which had been no bigger than peach pits when Neuvillette had deposited them inside him were now the size of the fruits. And his stomach had grown much faster than it did with human children. He looked to be about 9 months along now making even simple tasks difficult. Pregnancy was harder than he thought it would be, but Neuvillette predicted the eggs would be ready to lay soon and then the dragon would take over the incubation of the eggs for the next 4 to 6 months and give Wriothesley’s body time to recover before they hatched and they had children to raise.
Wrio rocked his hips on the mattress trying to find enough momentum to get off the bed. He was just about to give it a try when cold arms wrapped around his waist, cupping his stomach and taking some pressure off it. He can't help but let out a sigh of relief. He'd flinched the first time at Neuvillette's cold fingers, but now it was soothing to his stretched skin.
"Wriothesley, you should stay home," Neuvillette purred, "I'm sure Furina would be happy to assign someone to take care of your duties at the Meropide." She would, and it was tempting but... "The inmates there depend on me," Wriothesley said, "I don't want to let them down..." "Taking care of yourself isn't letting them down," Neuvillette reasoned, "It's not like you are up and disappearing. They will understand, besides you are going to have to take a leave sooner or later unless you plan on laying our eggs in your office."
He knew all this, still Wrio just couldn't seem to stand the thought of someone else having to do his work for him. "Later," he decided stubbornly, groaning as he slowly pulled himself up. He heard Neuvillette sigh defeated. "Let me at least help you get dressed and escort you there myself," Neuvillette asked of him.
Once again Wriothesley wanted to protest. Tell his partner to rest... but standing there wobbling on his feet - unable to see them past the crest of his belly... he had to admit that maybe he might need some help in that regard.
Neuvillette helped him slip on a soft collared pullover and then a vest that was designed more to be a glorified pregnancy belt - he'd unfortunately had to change his wardrobe to accommodate his new figure, but he still wanted to have a look of refined authority - honestly he wasn't sure it was working. Wriothesley felt more like a disgruntled penguin as with Neuvillette's arm looped in his own, he waddled to the Meropide.
His partner hesitated by his side once he'd gotten Wrio settled in his office chair. "Wriothesley are you sure-" "I'm sure Neuvi, please do not worry about me," Wrio had immediately started to tackle the night reports waiting for him on his desk, "Go home and rest."
Neuvillette turned back once more at the door to critically examine him before slipping gracefully away. He understood Neuvillette's worry so close to the due date but really he felt fine in the context of the current situation.
Wriothesley stretched his back, already feeling a stiffness growing there then rested a hand on the crest of his stomach, the taunt looking distention had more give then expected and he felt the two eggs shift towards his hand. "I hope you are enjoying your luxury suite," he mumbled to them, "I find it hard to believe the two of you need so much room to move around in."
He finished up his paperwork then used the edge of the desk to leverage himself up to do his rounds and check in with everyone - as well as address a few concerns listed on the reports he’d been given.
The eggs jostled inside him and he had to lean against the wall every few minutes to catch his breath. He was really regretting coming in, but there was no way he was going to call Neuvillette when he said he could handle it just fine on his own. And really he could, he just had to dig deep and power forward. Plus try not to think about how nice it would be to lie down.
"Your Grace, you still came in today," one of the inmates called out to him from their cell. The words held the same concern Neuvillette's voice had this morning. Most of the inmates here were not the violent thugs many people assumed them to be - just people who had lost their way and made bad decisions, some because they had no other choice. Wriothesley had been on that side of the bars once and because Neuvillette gave him a second chance he was where he was today. It was very important to him that he gave these people that same chance as well.
He used this prompted conversation as an excuse to lean against the wall again. "You should be resting, have someone else do your work," the inmate told him. "The Iudex," said the same thing Wriothesley chuckled, "but like I told him I am perfectly capable of-"
The eggs jolted inside him violently downward and all the colour drained from Wriothesley's face. Frick.
"Your Grace??"
Wriothesley tried to reply but a sharp pain was shooting up his spine. He slumped up against the wall, his legs giving out. He faintly acknowledged the inmate yelling for the guards and the next thing he remembered was Neuvillette's face close to his, too soon as if the dragon had been waiting just outside the Meropide instead of going home like Wriothesley had told him too.
Then he was nestled between the sheets of their bed, his body drenched in sweat as his body protested against the eggs trying to escape him.
"Wriothesley you have to push," Neuvillette instructed him.
He didn't want to - it hurt, but he tried to do as Neuvillette said, straining his muscles.
"There we go that's it!" Neuvillette praised him.
Wriothesley could feel a tearing pain that felt wrong as the first egg crowned and he bit into the side of his hand trying to power through it as Neuvillette had expressed no concern. The taste of blood flooded his mouth as his sharp canines broke through his skin.
Finally the thickest girth of the egg passed his rim, popping out and offering a dizzying release from the pain. It didn't last long however as the second egg shifted down to take its place. This one wasn't any easier. But Neuvillette was there the whole time encouraging him as he stroked his straining belly with his cold soothing hands.
"Just one more push Wriothesley," he assured Wriothesley, "Then you can rest."
Wriothesley gathered the rest of his remaining strength and pushed as hard as he could. Collapsing onto the damp sheets as all the pressure in him suddenly subsided with the clearing of the second egg.
He smiled up weakly at Neuvillette. "How are they?"
His partner gently set one egg, then a second egg in his arms, one red and one blue.
Perfect shiny peach sized eggs.
"Wonderful just like their father," Neuvillette beamed at him.
Wriothesley held them proudly against his chest, trying to shift over on the bed so Neuvillette could crawl in beside him. Neuvillette bent down to kiss his forehead. "Let me clean you up first love so you are more comfortable." He helped Wrio out of his sweaty top and put on new clothing, expertly moving around him so he could change the sheets without Wriothesley having to get off the bed. Then he cleaned and bandaged Wriothesley's hand.
Finally when he was satisfied he slid in under the covers with Wriothesley and the eggs nesting them between their chests on the mattress.
"I already asked Furina to assign someone to your position for a few weeks," Neuvillette admitted, "They were supposed to start a few days ago but you were too stubborn to allow that plan to work."
Wriothesley chuckled, "I should have listened."
"Yes you should have," Neuvillette agreed, "But the hard part is done and you handled it wonderfully. You can rest now."
"If they are as much trouble once they hatch as they were inside me, I'll need it," Wriothesley agreed fondly, before shutting his eyes and drifting off to sleep. Happier than ever.