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She had been perfect. Caden would admit that much. She had been the ideal daughter to his parents, ideal sister to Tilly, and ideal girlfriend to all of his exes. But she was miserable. She had also spent nights wondering why she was so unhappy with herself when she had everything. Her family loved her, she wasn't being abused, the most traumatic thing that had happened to her was when she found a bunch of baby spiders in her shoe. And she was beautiful. She was the standard that people would kill for. She was skinny, had a large chest and decent bum, semi-curly blonde hair, and blue eyes. A small nose, short stature, everything a girl her age would have wanted. So why? Why did she hate herself so much?

She spent her time going from activity to activity. She tried soccer, theater, drawing, reading, but no matter what she did, she remained uncomfortable with herself. She, at her core, was the source of her own misery. But she continued to push that idea down until it just wouldn't stay down. It wasn't until her school had a spirit day that everything changed. Gender-swap day. A day for the girls to dress and act like boys, and the boys to dress and act like girls. She had found herself far more excited for that day than any of her friends. She even picked out a masculine name to sell the idea; Caden, she called herself.

That day opened her eyes. She'd never had more fun, felt more comfortable, happier in her life. Being called ‘he’, a masculine name, being referred to as a boy. She even used the men's restroom at school! The next day? Back to her misery. But unlike before, she knew what was wrong. She wasn't a 'she.' She was a he. He was Caden. He was a boy. He was transgender. He came out to Tilly first, hoping she'd understand. His mom was of the Faith and unfortunately, many religions had proven themselves to not be accepting of queer people, and his father was a lawyer surrounded by the law and cold hard facts. He'd always been a 'facts don't care about your feelings’ type of person. But Caden didn't know if he believed that transgender people could be a valid fact.

To say Tilly was ecstatic was an understatement.
"I've always wanted a big brother! Does this mean I'll have a sister-in-law someday?"
"No, no," Caden assured her. "I still like guys. I guess this means I'm gay."
"Will you give me your dresses and make-up? I've wanted to try on that pretty blue one you wore at Uncle Danny's wedding forever!" She whined "But Mom said it was yours and-"

"It's yours now, Tilly. All of it. If Mom and Dad say yes, I'll be getting a new wardrobe anyway." His heart jumped a little at the idea of it all. He wasn't expecting to get this far, he thought his sister would be confused, upset even. He thought maybe she'd even tell Mom and Dad before he was ready. Plus there was the chance that Tilly would be the only person in the world to call him Caden. His parents might force him to stay as... as a girl, he could never be happy as. He might have to wait years before he could be open with himself. Thinking about it, he shouldn't have been worried. If he'd paid the slightest bit of attention to his family instead of his anxiety, he would know that no matter what he was, they'd love him.

"Say yes? They'll love it! Dad always said he wanted a son, didn't he?"
"He did?" Caden blinked at his sister, who just rolled her eyes.
"You can be really dumb sometimes, you know? I guess you being a boy explains it." she shrugged, ignoring his cry of protest, though he liked being called a boy, he definetely wasn't a stupid one. "Dad said that he wanted to have a boy and a girl. I guess he hoped I'd be a boy, but he seemed content with two girls. He'll be so happy when he learns he always had a son!"

Always had a son. He'd always been a boy. Caden had never been a girl, he'd only thought he was. Tilly helped him prepare a special cake for his parents. Similar to a gender reveal cake, all in blue. Tilly even got a white balloon but forgot to ask for the blue confetti to go inside it. Caden waited until both his parents were home, then asked Tilly to get the cake. His parents were confused when she brought it out and set it on the table. Light blue with darker blue icing spelling out 'it's a boy’ on the top. Ellen gasped, tears pricking her eyes before Caden could even speak, but he ignored her and stood up anyways.
"Mom, Dad, I have something to tell you." He'd pulled his long hair up into a ponytail, and even put a beanie on, trying to look as masculine as possible so his parents had a slightly easier time accepting it. "I'm-"

"Who the hell did this?!" Grant bellowed, standing up. "Who got you pregnant?" Caden froze, jaw dropping open before Tilly burst out laughing. "Tilly this is no laughing matter! ********* you are too young to have a child and-"

"I'm not pregnant Dad! Holy Spirits- I am NOT pregnant! Sit down!" Grant looked at him, then at the cake, then back at him as he sat down.

"Then what is all this?" he motioned to the cake, his look of fury fading to a look of confusion.

"Oh Grant, don't you see?" Ellen smiled at him, giggling. "Can't you see what she- or he is trying to tell us?" Caden blinked. His mom understood, she got it right away, he hadn’t even spoken yet.

He slowly took a deep breath, still slightly perturbed by his father’s misinterpretation of his cake. "Mom, Dad, I'm transgender. I'm a boy. Please call me Caden." he paused for a moment to see their reactions. Tilly had stopped laughing and was staring at their parents eagerly. Ellen was smiling broadly, although tears were in her eyes. Grant looked struck for a moment before he stood up, marching over to where Caden stood. He braced for the worst, shouting, crying, disowning, but instead, he felt his father's arms wrap around him, pulling him tight.

"I always hoped I'd have a son, someone to carry on the family name."

"I can do that too y'know!" Tilly shouted from behind him.

"Yes, I know, I love you Tilly, but that doesn't mean I don't want another boy in the house. It was getting suffocating with all these girls." he laughed, pulling away from the hug to look down at his son. "I like the name Caden. Ellen and I considered it when she was pregnant with you."

"You- you're fine with it?" Caden asked. "No more *********, no more first born daughter?"

"I'm more than fine with it. As long as your happy, I'm happy. Of course you can't be happy with a man, or a woman, no kissing or romance. Not happening."

"But-"

"Not happening." he shook his head. Caden couldn't help but laugh, tears forming in his eyes as he hugged his father. He heard his mom stand up and come over to him.

"I figured something was different about you. All your friends were boys, and when you were a child, you begged to wear swim trunks like the boys." she laughed. "Now, what can we do to support you?"

So yes, she'd been an ideal girl, but now he had the chance to be an ideal son, brother, and maybe one day, husband. Caden was proud to be trans, proud to be who he was, but society still had its ideas. King Valerius did his best to make the world easier to live in for people like him, but it wasn't like he could make bullying and misgendering illegal. Caden put up with it with a straight face, but with all the harrassment, he was forced to make a decision. For his own safety, no one would know he was trans. He got on testosterone and eventually was approved for top surgery, though was reluctant to get bottom surgery. By the time he graduated high school, he looked like a new man. In college, no one could guess he was trans. No one but the few partners he had in that short time, many of whom were also trans, though more open about it. 

Unfortunately, all those good people can’t overshadow one life-alteringly awful person. You know the saying, one bad apple ruins the bunch.

Jeremy was cisgender, and at first, everything had been great. They had both graduated, and Caden had gotten his new job at the Emporium, and Jeremy was working there as well. Caden had really liked him. More than that, he'd trusted him. He'd gotten into bed with him and took his clothes off, only to be chased back home with bruises littering his body, sobbing and bleeding. He was the one who fully solidified it in his mind: he was not safe. He couldn't trust anyone but his closest friends and family with the knowledge of what his body looked like. Of who he used to be. No one could know.

Landry, Wally, and his familywere the only people he talked to who knew the truth, even some extended family had been left out of the loop.

Caden planned to keep it that way, his secret, his safety.

Until Iolaire arrived.

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"We are here."

Caden nearly jumped at the sound of Valerius’ voice. He’d been lost in thought about Valerius’ comments on his actions and on Iolaire’s name. He watched him step out of the car, and he stared after him. He could feel his heart drop as he watched the dragon-shifter leave. He sighed, leaning back into his seat for a moment to finish his interrupted thoughts. 

He had been stupid. Even if Valerius wouldn't openly say it, he had been stupid in his plan to listen in on that Humans First meeting. Stupid in putting his friends in danger. And especially stupid in touching Valerius’ face . He'd had a small crush on the black dragon king since he was... well since he thought he was a girl. Seeing him up close, talking to him, it was a dream come true. Even if he'd tried to kill him, chased him around Reach, and made him believe he was being arrested. He knew that he just couldn't act on his feelings. Even if there was a small chance Valerius liked him too. He sucked in a deep breath. He was being selfish. Valerius had taken him out here to calm him down, to make him feel better, and again, he was being stupid and focusing on things that were completely not the point .

Caden got out of the car, joining the other man. He had hardly felt the time as they drove, being with Valerius must have made it seem like only a few minutes, even if he was upset. He looked towards High Reach, glowing in the distance.  For a moment, he imagined being curled up with Valerius up there in one of his towers, sleeping the day away, flying at night. He quickly looked away from the palace, forcing any such thoughts out of his head. He was being selfish again. He could ruin Valerius just by existing… and loving him? He didn't want to imagine what would happen to them.

"You look distracted." Valerius raised an eyebrow, and Caden jumped. Had he been looking at him this whole time? He felt his cheeks turning pink.

"I- uh- sorry, it's just really pretty out here." His head lowered as he tried to regain his composure. He was incredibly nervous.

"Yes, it is beautiful. But you can enjoy it better in Dragon form. Iolaire will enjoy it too." Valerius took a step closer to him, and he stepped back.

"Oh yeah, Iolaire's phyched."

"That's good, it will like flying." Valerius said as he tugged his coat off, bending down to untie his boots and slide them off his body. Caden blinked, Valerius action’s not fully registering for a good few seconds. It wasn’t until he stood back up and began to unbuckle his belt that Caden realized that Valerius was stripping naked right in front of him. 

“What are you doing !?” Caden averted his eyes, burning the image of a half-naked dragon king into his long-term memory. He stepped away, feeling heat rise in his stomach.

"What aren't you doing?" Valerius looked back at him, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't know what you mean-" he took another tentative step away from the black dragon king, but stopped, afraid to trip and embarrass himself further. Clearly he was doing something wrong here, he just didn't know what.

"Caden you need to take your clothes off."

"What?" he blinked, confusion growing, as well as fear.

Valerius sighed, closing the space between them in just seconds.

"Take your clothes off Caden, now." his voice was practically a growl, and Caden's heart jumped in arousal and fear. The heat in his stomach suddenly turned to fire, as if his body was turning itself into an oven. But he couldn't- he couldn't! He knew the dangers of being naked in front of people you don't know, especially cisgender people! And he'd seen Valerius naked on TV far too many times to doubt his sex. Valerius had made laws to protect trans people but- but that didn't mean Caden was fully safe in front of him! His mind was brought years back, to Jeremy. Jeremy had been so great! He'd supported the trans people in his life but... but when Caden had showed him his body, his truth?

His hands shook, and he tried to turn away from Valerius' ever looming form to calm himself. Valerius wouldn't hurt him, right? He wasn't like that. He'd lose interest in him, maybe even be disgusted by him, but he wouldn't put his hands on him! He tried to block his past out of his mind. He had to trust the people in his life, not fear them! But he couldn't forget the look that had fell on his ex’s face, the way his love just disappeared as if nothing the time they’d spent together and the love they’d given each other had never mattered or even existed in the first place. As if the only thing that mattered, the only thing he needed to judge what kind of person Caden was, was what was between his legs. He remembered how he'd yelled, screamed at him for 'lying to him,' to get out of his house, out of his life. And when he'd cried, when he was confused, he'd only been misgendered, called a girl for crying, then he'd-

"Caden? Caden are you okay? Look at me!" Caden blinked hard, the world spinning back to reality. He wasn't in Jeremy's room, or in his own room, crying and trying to bandage himself up, refusing to go to the hospital. He was on a hill outside of Reach, with a half naked king standing in front of him, his arms on his shoulders, rubbing gentle circles through his shirt. "Are you okay?" he asked again, gently letting go of him when he saw the focus return to his eyes.

"Wh- oh, um, I'm okay. I'm fine, I guess uh- I zoned out?" his face grew even redder in embarrassment. He'd seriously just nearly had a panic attack in front of Valerius! No wonder he thought he was naive and stupid. He quickly wiped at his eyes, getting rid of any tears before they could fall. "You um- what you said kind of shocked me. I- why do we have to be naked?" He stepped back, not wanting to look him in the eyes anymore.

He took a moment to look at him before he spoke, clearly doubting Caden’s excuse. "Because we will be shifting." Valerius stated the fact as if it was obvious, and in hindsight, it was. Valerius continued to explain as he finished taking off his pants. "Unless you want to shift back and find yourself with no clothes to wear, then fine, keep them on. When you shift, they'll be destroyed." he shrugged, tossing his clothes to the side as if they weren't the most expensive things Caden had ever seen someone wear.

His breath caught in his throat as his eyes fell down Valerius' body. There were a few battle scars, but many of them curved around his back towards his hips in a way that felt deliberate. Some of the scars on his belly looked like ancient language. Other than that, his skin was smooth, and he could see the movement of his muscles underneath everytime the dragon-shifter breathed. He had a small tattoo of a chicken or other bird, its head turned backwards with a small circle in its beak. 

His eyes continued to drop, finally landed on their prize, setting his heart thump-thumping in his chest. His ‘prize’ was big. Bigger than it looked on TV, bigger than any boyfriend Caden had been with, actually, it was bigger than the toy he'd secretely bought and hid underneath his bed. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, unconciously trying to prepare his mouth to have it inside him. He forced his eyes away from it, fixing his gaze on Valerius' pretty face. But his will was not as strong as he wished it to be, as his eyes fell right back down to his... package.

"Caden, as a shifter, you must learn that nudity is not related to sex." despite his words, Caden's watched his cock twitch. Was he excited? Did he want to see Caden naked as well? Why did he keep saying his name like that? He imagined his dissapointment when he did strip, imagined that pretty cock wilting at the sight of him, and all of his own excitement and arousal drowned in a sea of his anxieties. "Not always related at least- but it is important for me to be your teacher and not your- Caden are you even listening to me?" Valerius crossed his arms, lips settling into a suspiciously pout-like frown. "My eyes are up here."

Finally, his gaze jerked up to Valerius' face and stayed there. Was it possible for his blush to grow? Because it did.

"S-sorry!" he squeaked. "I'm really sorry just- wow do you have any idea how you look?" words were flowing out of his mouth before his little sea could stop them. "You can't just drop your trousers and expect me not to stare! I mean- wow-" he slapped his hand over his mouth. "Sorry." he mumbled again. Valerius raised his eyebrow, and Caden tried not to notice his cock twitching again. Did he like that Caden was amazed? Did he like being praised? Because he would worship every inch-

No, no nope. Stop that. Stop being so goddamn gay and remember who you are Caden! He imagined a miniature version of himself sitting on his shoulder, agressively smacking him to sober his thoughts. He had to get his mind out of the gutter. In his little self pep-talk, he hadn't noticed Valerius getting closer, not until he felt his breath on his face. He slowly looked up. Valerius put his hand on Caden's wrist, gently pulling it away from his face. He tried to keep his fears solid, tried to keep them from melting away under the agonizing red gaze of Valerius' eyes. But he was ice, and Valerius fire, and as cold as he kept himself, he couldn't stop from melting, at least a little under his heat.

"You're really close." he whispered, meeting his gaze.

"Astute observation."

"And you're still naked."

"I am."

"Why-"

"I am here to help you shift, not to make love to you." Caden felt his knees buckle before he firmed them underneath him. Just the thought- the idea- who wouldn't buckle?

"I shouldn't-"

"Why not? If you're going to be a shifter, then you're going to shift. If you're going to shift, you're going to end up naked no matter what. It's best to get it out of the way, is it not? You must not be afraid, Caden. No matter how you look... I will not touch or hurt you." Valerius took a step back, and Caden felt cold without his presence. The way Valerius said 'look..' it was as if he expected to be attracted to Caden's nakedness. He couldn't help but feel excited at that thought. But-

"It's not- I just- I really shouldn't be-"

"I will not judge. I have seen many bodies, big ones, small ones, marked ones, no body is ugly to me."

"I'm not insecure!" he exclaimed, maybe a little too loudly. "I'm not insecure." he repeated again, softer.

"Do you... do you not want me to look? I can turn away if you'd like-" Caden's heart dropped at the sad look on his face. Valerius did want to see him! Even if he was trying to hide it. And Caden realized, he wanted to be looked at. He wanted Valerius' eyes on his body, on his pussy. He subconsiously rubbed his thighs together, trying to relieve some of the pressure that had inevitably built up.

"No, no it's fine. You're gonna see me naked after anyways." he laughed nervously. He couldn't believe he was about to do this, about to go back on his oath.

"Then what is the problem?" Valerius asked, clearly concerned.

"It's- it's not really a problem. I don't see it as one." he explained. "Other people... they don't always like it. I'm not scarred from any battles, I'm not under or overweight, I don't even have any tattoos. Just- just please- when you see me- I don't know..."

"I will be respectful. No matter how you look Caden, I'm sure you will look beautiful." To me. The unspoken part that Valerius thought, and Caden swore he heard outloud. It made his heart soar. Soon, he'd soar, with Valerius! And Iolare, and Raziel! He just had to get past this difficult part. 

He sucked in a breath letting it out. He ignored how shaky it was, as if his body was trying to make him take that breath back, knowing what would happen. He peeled his shirt off first, praying his scars weren’t unsightly. Next went his pants, he hadn’t worn his packer today since he was sneaking around, and he felt it would get in the way of a quick escape. He kicked his shoes off and socks quickly. They didn’t matter as much. He slid his fingers into the band of his boxers when sudden hesitation paralyzed him. He felt his hands shake a little, and the area around him fade towards a bedroom.

“Would you like me to?” Valerius’ voice was in his ear, bringing him flying back to reality. He knew his face was red. He slowly shook his head, forcing his limbs to move and take off his underwear. Once they were off and in the pile of clothes behind him, he felt exposed. He could feel the wind on his skin, especially between his legs. He was extremely aware of the way his body looked in that moment. How his scars hadn’t faded, how small he was compared to Valerius, and how he hadn’t shaved in a while. Soft curls of golden brown hair waved a little in the slight breeze. He squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to see the look on Valerius’ face when he saw him.

The other man remained silent for a few moments too many and the fear in his gut was spiking upwards, icy waves trying to make him go back and grab his clothes and get in the car and just leave. Fuck he wished he’d shaved. 

“Wow.” 

Wow.

Caden let his eyes slowly open, looking towards the man in front of him, the man whose pupils were blown wide, mouth slightly open as he took in Caden’s appearance. The heat returned to his body as he recognized how close he was, and how naked they both were. His wet dreams and fantasies had been of just this; being naked in front of Valerius, being looked at like he was some prize to be won, some delicious steak to be ripped apart and devoured. He felt his own dick, the tiny one clearly visible between his labia twitch, trying to reach for the much bigger cock just a foot away from it.

“You look- you- wow.” Valerius spoke breathlessly, as he was nervous. Valerius- nervous? The idea made Caden laugh a little. Valerius’ eyes jerked back up to Caden’s face, and he just couldn’t help it. He was laughing, Valerius too, let out a few chuckles before they were both laughing. Caden’s fears felt so… unrealistic now. How could he ever think Valerius would hate his body? He just wasn’t that kind of person. Bodies said little about the person inside them. Wally was fat, but far from lazy or gluttinous. Landry was small and thin but full of energy and rebellion. Caden had a vulva, and was more of a man for it. 

“Why are we laughing?” Caden asked, his giggles subsiding. 

“I laughed because yours is contagious.” Valerius admitted before unsubtly checking out his body again. “Like your apparent arousal.” Valerius’ hand reached forward, almost for his vulva before redirecting to his hip. His hand felt hot, and for a moment Caden feared just touching him would leave a mark. 

"Is this- this isn't sexual, is it? We're not about to make love?" he phrased it like a question, because he did want to have sex with him, but he also wanted to fly.

"I do not know what we're about to do." he responded. His face seemed to go throigh a flurry of emotions. He was clearly aroused, but concerned and- scared. Valerius was usually very honest about his opinions, so he wasn't scared of making love to a transman, but scared of making love to Caden at all. It would change their relationship forever, change the entirety of the world even. "Please calm yourself and join me on the outcropping." Valerius let go and walked away hurriedly, as if trying to rid himself of his thoughts. Caden was relieved and disapointed. He didn't know if his heart could handle it if anything happened right then and there, but... he enjoyed his touch. He let out a sigh.

Be happy with what you just got, Caden. Valerius accepts you. He even likes your body! And you're about to shift! About to fly! With Valerius and Raziel!

So stop being stupid and go fly.

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Six men. Caden had had sex with six different men. Of course he'd kissed more, he'd kissed about ten different people. He told himself he knew exactly what to expect from kisses, even ones filled with repressed sexual desire, laced with the tension of knowing it couldn't be permanent. But no lips had ever burned like this. He hadn't been pulled and shoved against the ground like he weighed nothing, hadn't grabbed arms filled with restrained strength. Hadn't been kissed so hard he could feel the other person's heartbeat.

Valerius' knee forced its way between Caden's legs, nudging them apart. He felt his knee push right up between his thighs. But all too soon, he was pulling away, giving Caden room to breathe. It hadn't even been a real make-out, just lips, yet he was completely out of breath. He exhaled shakily against Valerius' lips, still just inches away from his own. 

"Wow, okay." his voice wavered as he spoke, already trying to slip into a whine. "That was a kiss. You could do that again and show me-" and with that he was on him again. This time, his mouth was already open, so Valerius' tongue was in his mouth. He felt ready to choke, feeling him explore his mouth like that. He ground his hips down against the larger man's leg, feeling his dick pressing against the hard surface. He did whine when Valerius pulled away again. He didn't want to stop again! Valerius kept his mouth open, letting the leftover saliva his mouth produced and let it drip down into Caden's mouth. He accepted it greedily, swallowing it. 

"Good boy," Caden whined again when he heard the praise. Valerius pressed his lips against Caden's upper lip, before moving and pressing his mouth all around his face, as if trying to mark and claim his skin. "This thing between us is like gasoline and a lit match." He murmured, causing extra warmth to pool in his lower half. He doubted he'd ever managed to get this wet since starting testosterone, but Valerius' goddamn voice seemed to turn him into some kind of faucet. 

"Is that a bad thing?" he asked breathlessly, wrapping his arms around his neck, trying to keep him close, as close as possible. He kept rubbing himself against Valerius' knee like a dog. He got no answer as Valerius' hand ran down his shirt, shakily undoing his pants. His eyes met Caden's as he sat back a little, trying to take in all of the man laying in front of him, whining and weak. He nodded hastily and Valerius went back to his pants, practically ripping the button out of its hole and pulling them down to reveal his boxers.

"You wear underwear?" he remarked, looking back up at his face with a raised eyebrow.

"Y-you don't?" Caden almost laughed.

"No. Clothes are a hindrance when you're shifting. Why should I add yet another layer of it? I believe I've told you this, but I'm glad you cannot think properly enough to remember. Means I'm doing my job right." Caden opened his mouth to respond; 'Of course I can't think when you're looking at me like that.' Or maybe 'Who'd be able to think when they're being touched by you?' But he found himself unable to speak as Valerius pressed his hand against him, finger falling between his labia and sliding up to rub the underside of his dick through the underwear. Caden hissed, hips lifting to meet his touch. He didn't even noticed Valerius pulling his underwear off and tossing it aside. 

Since their last meeting, Caden had shaved. It had taken a while, since it had been so long since he'd last trimmed. He'd allowed his bush to get unruly, thinking that no one would see it, why waste shaving cream? But now his lips were smooth, allowing perfect view of his hard dick, his hood already falling back. Beneath his dick, he was sure his inner labia were slick with vaginal fluid, shiny too. He reached down between his legs to try and relieve some of the pressure that had built up. He was so ready. He wanted to be touched, eaten, fucked so badly by the man staring intently at his genitals like it was some kind of sweet treat to be savored and enjoyed. 

Valerius' hand shot out, grabbing Caden wrist before he could touch himself. He could almost hear his intent. Valerius wanted to be the only person to touch him down there. For a moment, he wished he was a virgin so that he could swear his body to Valerius only. 

"You're grinning in this semi-evil way." He commented, trying to rock against his leg again. Valerius' other hand had firmed itself on his hip, preventing any kind of movement. Caden groaned at the lack of any attention to his dripping hole and twitching dick. 

"You are too able to to speak coherently. I must remedy that." Caden blinked in slight confusion at his words before Valerius lightly blew over Caden's dick.

"Are we- is this- are we going to have sex or-" Caden whined desperately. 

"Not right now." 

"B-but-"

"I did not think to tell my staff to pack lubricant." Valerius told him. "And despite how beautifully wet you are, I am too large to take without it."

"You're large all over." Caden knew he was right, despite how desperate he was to have Valerius inside him. Maybe if he was pre-T, his fluids alone would be enough, but not now. 

"Indeed."

"Will I get to see that largeness?" Caden began to reach for his pants. "The largeness?" Even if he couldn't have him inside, he still wanted to see it again. This time, maybe he could touch it, maybe he could fucking swallow it. His eyesight felt hazy as Valerius caught his wrists in one hand and pushed his hands back up to his head. 

"Perhaps."

"Only perhaps?" Caden looked at Valerius almost in horror.

"Later." Valerius smiled at him like a wolf looking at its prey. Caden sure felt like prey. "I want to focus on this moment. On you. The taste of you. Your clit against my tongue, your fluids flowing down my throat."

"D-dick." Caden corrected him, feeling his hole twitch at the idea of getting his dick sucked. He'd actually never gotten a real blowjob before, his bottom growth hadn't been big enough last time he'd been with someone. "I call it my dick."

"Of course." Valerius responded, he bent down, licking a stripe up between Caden's labia and over the tip of his dick. Caden bit his lip hard, hips lifting as he curled his legs around Valerius' torso. Then his mouth encompassed his entire dick, tongue licking at the bottom as he sucked. Caden let out a soft cry. Holy shit- his mouth was warm and so so wet. He could feel him breathing. He'd never really had his dick inside anything besides two figers, this was a completely new and a much better experience. He finally managed to free his hands from Valerius' grip, immediately latching onto his arms and digging his nails in, desperately trying to ground himself in the midst of the inescapable pleasure.

The hand that had been holding his hips flush to the ground slid down Caden's body. Taking a small detour to squeeze one of his pecs before finally reaching its destination. He ran one finger through his slick before pressing it against his opening. Moments later, it was sliding inside of him, curling up against his g-spot. Caden let out a shrill cry, gripping Valerius' shoulders with his whole strength. One of his fingers was thicker than two of Caden's. He sat up fully, staring down at the man between his thighs, gently sucking him. His eyes were shining, pupils blown wide as he stared right back at his quivering upper body. 

Slowly, let let go, lifting his head up from his shiny wet dick. He licked his lips and moaned softly, as if just the taste of Caden pleasured him. The cold air hit him and he whined, wanting his mouth back on him. 

"Delicous." Valerius murmured.

"P-please."

Anything.

Yes.

Of course.

Valerius' mouth was back on him, sucking and pressing his tongue into the hood over his dick. He curled his finger again, gently pressing a second finger inside his hole. Caden felt white pulsing in his pelvis, pooling and filling his body. Soon the wave of ecstasy would have nowhere else to go except his dick, and it was rapidly approaching. He scrabbled at Valerius' shoulders, trying to warn him. He felt a hand grip one of his own, squeezing. Heat enveloped his whole body as his hips arched off the ground. He barely managed to coherently hope he wouldn't squirt. He grabbed Valerius' head and held it in place as it hit him, making his toes curl and pick up grass with them as his legs shook.

The white wave finally cleared, leaving his body limp. He flopped back onto the blanket, letting out soft huffs and whimpers. Valerius' fingers slowly slid out of him, and with them came a gush of liquid. He was barely aware of how he'd soaked the blanket beneath his hips. He closed his eyes for a moment, resting them. But something told him he needed to open them. He took his time, lifting his eyelids to focus on the blue sky, littered with little white clouds and a large green one. 

Wait- clouds aren't supposed to be green. They're only white and sometimes grey. He blinked a couple times, focusing on the green 'cloud' that was moving far too fast to be a cloud. 

"Valerius," he patted his shoulder, trying to get his attention as the afterglow faded away and his brain finally recognized what exactly was in the sky. He felt him pull off his dick. 

"Wha-" his eyes were closed, stretching his jaw a little

"Valerius!" he shouted, and his eyes flew wide open, finally focusing on him. He turned his head to look back at the green someone in the sky. "Valerius, there's a green dragon circling Reach."