CH - 9 - 〔⚠️sex scene⚠️〕

Zilias couldn't help but shiver at the touch, his skin hypersensitive to every caress. He felt so vulnerable, like a delicate flower petals under the dragon's expert touch.

Seraphel slowly undid the rest of the buttons on Zilias' shirt, pushing the fabric aside and exposing his pale skin to the cool air.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his gaze roaming over Zilias' body. "And so fragile. I could break you in half without even trying."

Zilias' heart raced in his chest, his breath coming in shallow gasps. The dragon's words should have frightened him, but instead, they sent a thrill down his spine. He looked up at Seraphel, his gaze wide and vulnerable.

"Please, just be gentle..." he pleaded, his voice barely above a whisper.

Seraphel's smirk widened, his gaze roaming over Zilias' trembling form. "Oh, little lamb, I don't do gentle." Zilias' heart sank at those words, a feeling of dread mingled with anticipation coursing through his veins. The dragon leaned in closer, his breath hot on Zilias' skin.

"I can promise, it'll hurt a bit," he murmured, his gaze fixed on Zilias', "but I'll make you feel so good, you'll forget all about it."

Zilias' mind was awhirl with conflicting emotions. He was terrified, but at the same time, he couldn't ignore the thrill of excitement sparking in his veins. He felt completely at the dragon's mercy, unable to resist the overwhelming presence above him.

"I... I trust you," he whispered, the words slipping out without his conscious thought.

Seraphel's smirk turned into a full-blown grin, his sharp teeth gleaming in the low light.

"Oh, you really are an adorable little lamb, aren't you? Trusting me so blindly, despite everything I've said."

He leaned in even closer, his lips hovering just above Zilias' ear. "You're in for a wild ride, little prince. I hope you're ready."

Zilias' heart skipped a beat as he felt the dragon's breath brush against his ear. He couldn't help the shiver that ran down his spine, his whole body tingling with anticipation.

"I...I'm ready," he murmured, his voice barely audible. Seraphel didn't respond with words, instead, he let his mouth trail down Zilias' neck, leaving a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses in his wake. Zilias let out a small gasp at the feel of the dragon's lips against his skin, his every nerve ending on fire. He couldn't help the way his body responded, arching upwards involuntarily.

Seraphel chuckled, his voice low and velvety. "That's it, little lamb. Just relax and let go." His hands skimmed over Zilias' bare chest, his touch light and exploratory.

Zilias' breath hitched as those skilled hands moved across his chest, thumbs tracing patterns around his nipples. Seraphel's weight settled more firmly atop him, pinning him to the bed with just enough pressure to remind him who held the power. The dragon's mouth continued its lazy trail down Zilias' neck, his teeth nipping gently at the delicate skin before soothing the sting with his tongue. Zilias felt himself getting lost in the sensations, his mind fogging over as Seraphel's hands and mouth worked their magic on him. Seraphel's hands roamed lower, unbuckling Zilias' belt and slowly unbuttoning his pants. Zilias felt the cool air on his hips as the dragon pushed his pants down, leaving him bared beneath the dragon's gaze. "Lift your legs, dear."

Zilias obeyed, lifting his legs so Seraphel could pull his pants and underwear all the way off. He was now completely naked beneath the dragon, his body flushed and already needy. Seraphel spread his legs wider, making a place for himself between them. Settling between Zilias' thighs, Seraphel took a moment to simply admire the view. A low, appreciative growl rumbled in his throat as he drank in the sight of Zilias' exposed cock, already half-hard and twitching eagerly. "Beautiful...!"

"B-Beautiful...?!?!?" Zilias' face turns really red from these words. Seraphel chuckles, the sound low and husky as he leans down to press a soft kiss to the tip of Zilias' cock. "Yes, my little prince. You're absolutely beautiful. Every inch of you is perfection."

"And look at how responsive you are..." he teases, running his thumb gently along the underside of Zilias' cock, tracing the sensitive vein. "Your body just... reacts so perfectly to my touch." He places another kiss, this time lingering longer, swirling his tongue around the head. Zilias gasps, his hips bucking slightly as Seraphel's tongue makes contact. The dragon hums, the vibrations sending shivers down Zilias' spine. "So sensitive..." Seraphel murmurs, before taking Zilias into his mouth. "e-eh...?? Seraphel...!!"

"Your taste... it's intoxicating..." he whispers, taking Zilias back into his mouth, going deeper this time. One hand wraps around the base of Zilias' cock, while the other slides under him to grip his ass cheek. "You're making my mouth water..." Zilias moans loudly as Seraphel takes him deeper, his head falling back against the pillow. "Seraphel...! I-I'm gonna...!" He warns, his body tensing up as he gets closer to the edge. Seraphel pulls back just in time, a sly smile on his face as he looks up at Zilias. "Not yet, my prince. I'm not done with you yet..." He trails a hand up Zilias' chest, his touch gentle yet firm. "Roll over for me."

Zilias, still panting and trembling with need, rolls over onto his stomach. Seraphel settles behind him, running his hands over Zilias' back and sides before settling on his hips. He gives a gentle squeeze before pushing Zilias' legs apart, exposing his ass. "You have such a lovely backside, my prince..." Seraphel comments, giving it a light spank. The sound echoes in the room, followed by Zilias' surprised gasp. "So round and perfect..." He leans down, pressing a kiss to each cheek before spreading them apart. Seraphel runs his tongue along Zilias' crack, tracing the seam before pushing it inside. Zilias lets out a loud moan, his hands fists in the sheets as he tries to hold himself steady. The dragon's tongue is relentless, licking and probing his tight hole. "Seraphel...! Please...! I-I need more..." Zilias begs, his voice shaking with desire. The dragon growls in response, the vibrations sending shivers through Zilias' body. He pulls back, only to press a finger inside instead of his tongue.

"More, is it?" Seraphel teases, slowly pumping his finger in and out of Zilias' tight hole. He adds a second finger, scissoring them to stretch Zilias open. "You want me to fill you up with something bigger than my fingers?"

"Something like..." Seraphel pauses, pulling his fingers out. Zilias hears the rustling of clothing before feeling the hot, hard press of Seraphel's cock against his ass. "My cock, perhaps?" He leans over Zilias, nibbling at his ear. Zilias nods frantically, pushing his hips back against Seraphel's. "Yes...! Please, Seraphel...! I need you inside me...!" He looks back over his shoulder, his eyes filled with desperate desire. "Mmmm, my eager prince..." Seraphel purrs, rubbing his hardness between Zilias' cheeks. He aligns himself at the tight entrance before slowly pushing forward. Zilias feels the burn as Seraphel's thick head stretches him open.

"Ahhh...!" A sharp pleasure-filled moan escapes Zilias as Seraphel pushes deeper, his thick girth steadily filling him. The dragon's claws dig lightly into Zilias' hips as he pauses, allowing Zilias to adjust to his size. "You're so tight, my prince..."

"Seraphel...! Move...! Please, I need you to move!" Zilias whines, his hands fisting in the sheets again. Seraphel chuckles, giving a gentle thrust forward before pulling back and pushing in again, setting a slow, steady pace. As Seraphel's thrusts become deeper and harder, Zilias' whimpers turn into louder moans, his nails clawing at the sheets. The dragon's powerful hips drive into Zilias, filling him to the brim with each thrust. "You're taking me so well, my prince..." Seraphel growls, his voice laced with surprise and satisfaction as he pounds into Zilias. He reaches down to grab Zilias' legs, pulling them up and onto his shoulders to get even deeper. "Look at me," Zilias looks back over his shoulder, his eyes locking with Seraphel's intense gaze as the dragon's powerful hips snap forward, filling him completely. He can feel Seraphel's thick length hitting a spot inside him that makes his eyes roll back. "Seraphel...!"

Seraphel grips Zilias' hips tighter, his claws digging in slightly. He pulls back slowly, almost withdrawing completely before slamming back in. He watches as Zilias tries to push back against him, taking him deeper. "You like that, love?" He growls softly.