Chapter 76 #2
“She was…laid early, and was high risk as her shell had hardened too quickly and cracks had begun to form in the womb. Through those two months of incubation, I barely left the nest, too afraid something would happen. But it didn’t.
She was the sweetest little girl you’d ever meet, and would talk to anyone she’d come across as if they were her best friend…
“They, along with my parents, died when the house collapsed. Nearby explosions were my best guess… Kovo was ten, and Nyla was just…five… I, uh…I unburied them all…” Ender trailed off, and swallowed hard, a few tears breaking free. Each word he’d spoken seemed to have zapped a bit more warmth away.
He wasn’t sure what else there was to say. He certainly wasn’t going to admit that he didn’t know if they’d suffered or died instantly. Ender had gotten there an hour after the bombing started, and it wasn’t as if any of those who died had a chance to be examined…or even buried in some cases.
Ender flinched as visions of their bodies flashed in his mind.
He couldn’t help but think it had to have been instant.
There’d been too much damage. Even if they were still alive after the initial hit, they surely had passed out without ever feeling any pain before they died…
At least, that is what he’d prayed to Medusa to be true each time the thought had crossed his mind.
“I can’t even imagine what it must have felt like witnessing that,” Cyrus rasped softly. “I’m—” The Fate cut off, seeming to finally have learned not to apologize for shit he didn’t do.
He almost pulled back when Killian brushed a tear away, only to press into the man’s touch when he lightly kissed him on the lips, trying his best to deepen it and drive the cold away.
The Siren broke the kiss. “We can’t.”
“Why not?!” he whined. “It’s been like a week! I have needs! Fuck me, now!”
Ender was going to completely ignore that those needs had been ignored for hundreds of years before the two men had plowed into his life.
“Needs or not, you looked uncomfortable last time,” Cyrus murmured.
Killian sighed. “Aside from that, there is also the glaringly obvious issue of you being due soon, not to mention you're in Gorgon form. Where exactly would we fuck you? Even without penetration, I’m not sure it would be safe.”
Ender blinked, having completely forgotten about being shifted. Slithering off Cyrus’ lap, he lifted his tail up and showed them the exact place things would go, as he said, “I mean…same place the eggs will come out, my cloaca!”
“Absolutely not!” Cyrus sputtered.
“Aw, come on,” he whined, as he dropped his tail. “It’s a hole, and I’m cold! Also, I’m still sexy like this, right?! Minus the watermelons. You don’t have to stick it in me, we can just play a little!”
The Fate snorted. “You are sexy even with the watermelons, but I’m not sure if we should.”
“Okay, but if you check under the watermelons, you’ll find that I am now twice as fertile.”
Well, his pricks were partially hidden inside him at the moment, but once he was fully hard, they’d be out somewhat, for anyone to see, if one looked under his stomach.
Killian giggled. “Is that your way of telling us you now have two dicks?”
“Yes!” Ender pouted.
Cyrus sighed. “Let me text Dr. Corradetti to make sure it’s okay.”
He rolled his eyes. “Is that really necessary?”
“Yes,” Killian said, as Cyrus echoed the Siren.
Huffing, he crossed his arms and snapped, “Fine! But do it quickly!”
Ender waited impatiently as Cyrus opened his phone and sent a message off to Ruby, and then waited some more for the reply.
After several minutes passed, Cyrus finally said, “She said to avoid being rough, and anything that makes him physically uncomfortable.”
“Guess that means playing around is okay, as long as we are careful,” Killian drawled.
Taking that as confirmation he was about to have fun times, he giggled, “Yay!” on having won, before tossing his shirt off and flopping back.
They smirked down at him for a moment, almost looking at him with exasperation, before they started to crouch down. His cocks responded to the action by hardening further, and he felt them fully extend out of his body.
He would have said it was a beautiful sight to watch the two men crouch down in front of him…if he could actually see most of them beyond his stomach.
Ender bit his lip, his body jerking slightly as two very different hands wrapped around his cocks. The larger one on his upper was for sure Cyrus, and the other was Killian’s. He moaned and arched his back at the first heated lap of a tongue against him.
Killian curiously eyed Ender’s two cocks, as Cyrus leaned in and dragged his tongue up the length of Ender’s top prick.
Long and thick, they were stacked one on top of each other, while the bases looked to be not too far apart.
Scaled on the lower half nearest the base, the upper part of the snake dicks were pure white, with slightly blushed tips.
In this form, it didn’t appear as if the man had foreskin, and the Gorgon’s sack was absent, hidden inside his body.
Killian was admittedly turned on as he watched Cyrus play.
At the same time, he honestly couldn’t help but want to try to take both of Ender’s cocks at some point in the future, but not now.
As his gaze flicked to Cyrus, he met the man’s eyes as he lightly angled the cock in his hand down to avoid bumping into the Fate, before leaning forward and taking the tip into his mouth.
He flicked the slit with his tongue as he did.
Cyrus’ gaze was heated as he swallowed the man down as well.
Ender arched at the double stimulation, loudly moaning, “Yes!”
He held back his laugh on noticing the tip of the Gorgon’s tail wag a bit.
Taking Ender deeper into his mouth, he began to bob up and down, working the man with his hand as well. Cyrus took Ender to the root, before doing the same.
Ender squirmed and whimpered, as he started to swallow hard around the Cryptid each time he went back down.
The texture of the man’s scales on his tongue was different, but not bad, his mind once again wondering what it would feel like to have them inside him.
The Gorgon whined loudly. His tail flailing more, Killian felt the man’s body start to tremble under their touch. The taste of Ender’s pre-cum grew in his mouth, with the cold musky scent coming off the snake.
Just as it seemed Ender was about to shake apart, the Gorgon cried out, his body arching as he released down his throat.
Killian held him in his mouth, swallowing down each spurt, before pulling off the softened, and apparently, retreating cock, as it disappeared back into the man’s tail.
The outside of the slit it had gone into was now cum-coated.
Cyrus had pulled off at the same time, both of them losing what they’d been having fun with. Leaning forward, Ender squirmed a bit while moaning softly when Killian lapped at the slits, cleaning off the cum with his tongue.
“Taste good?” Cyrus asked from beside him, the man already sitting up.
“Mm,” he hummed happily as he tasted a bit of Cyrus’ mouth on the upper one, before sitting up himself and giving the Fate a peck on the lips.
Killian couldn’t help but chuckle as he looked down at Ender and found the man staring sleepily up at them now.
“Feel good?” he asked.
“Damn good,” Ender mumbled. The Gorgon’s eyes fluttered closed, his tail already curling up as the man did too, while he offered, “I can suck you off too.”
“Take a nap, old man,” Cyrus laughed.
“I am old. Respect your elde—” Ender’s words cut off with a snore.
“Sleep well, Ender,” he giggled.