Chapter 95: A Nightmare’s Heart-Shaped Tail

Wen Chu’s first reaction was that his intrusion had been discovered by Xiu. He tensed up instinctively, wanting to flee the dreamscape.

However, a pulling force came from his ankles, and Wen Chu failed to break away.

He looked down, only to discover that his ankles were actually shackled by gold chains.

The chains were only a little over a meter long, barely enough for him to move around the bed.

Noticing Wen Chu’s gaze, Xiu sneered, “What? Still want to run?”

“I didn’t…”

Wen Chu tried to explain, but he was soon drowned out by the clattering of the gold chains.

With a wave of Xiu’s hand, countless gold chains appeared from nowhere, tying him firmly to the bed in a spread-eagle “大” shape.

Or rather, a “太” shape.

Because the moment he was tied to the bed, Wen Chu’s clothes vanished into thin air.

A completely unreasonable dreamscape.

Xiu sat on top of him, his dragon tail swaying more frequently.

His sharp brows and eyes were tinged with a faint flush as he leaned close to Wen Chu and chuckled softly, “Running is useless. You are my…”

He lowered his head, his medium-length golden hair falling down, and breathed the last three words into Wen Chu’s ear:

“Little husband.”

Wen Chu’s face turned bright red.

After speaking, Xiu felt the change beneath him. He raised an eyebrow and looked with amusement at Wen Chu, who was tightly bound by him.

Wen Chu, unable to resist, could only be controlled by him.

He had locked Wen Chu up.

This realization made Xiu even hotter.

He had no time to think about the logic behind this; only the most primal instinct to plunder remained.

“Roar—”

Xiu let out a low growl, his beastly pupils shrinking with excitement, and flicked his tail to cover Wen Chu.

There was something stuffed under his scales, so by covering him with his tail like this, not only did he fail to consume Wen Chu, but he pushed it in further.

A sour numbness spread from the base of his tail.

Xiu was confused for a moment before remembering that he seemed to have been preparing himself just now.

He slightly lifted his legs, exposing his entire tail to Wen Chu, and right in front of Wen Chu, he reached out and removed the small plug.

Wen Chu’s scalp went numb from the stimulation of such a scene.

“Xiu…”

He called Xiu’s name hoarsely, staring at the evil dragon’s wildly thrashing tail.

“Can you let go of my hands?”

“Impossible. Don’t even think about running.” Xiu glared at him fiercely.

Seeming worried that Wen Chu would actually run away, Xiu casually tossed the plug aside and impatiently sat down.

This time, he finally knew where his scales were and consumed Wen Chu with precision.

The moment he consumed him, a whimper escaped Xiu’s throat.

“Whimper…”

He instinctively wanted to retract his tail.

He clearly hadn’t let Wen Chu touch his tail.

Why did it still feel so strange?

The sudden sensation caused Xiu, who had originally planned to take things gradually, to lose all strength instantly. He plummeted as if weightless, consuming completely.

“Haa—wuu-ngh—”

Xiu hadn’t expected this outcome. Sitting on Wen Chu, he remained dazed for a long time without making a sound.

And his extremely prominent two, due to their posture, were all released onto Wen Chu’s lower abdomen.

Wen Chu wasn’t having an easy time either.

The dream was too real. Xiu’s scales were soft, but having never been consumed by him, under the dense, pressing sensation, his breathing also became rapid.

“Xiu…” Wen Chu’s voice carried a hint of sweetness this time, “Let go of me, I’ll help you.”

Hearing this, Xiu came back to his senses.

He gritted his teeth, his thighs trembling as he lifted himself up again. “Don’t even think about it. Don’t think I don’t know you want to take the opportunity to esc… uh uh uh oh ah—”

As he spoke the second half of the sentence, he was sitting back down.

Wen Chu struggled to break free from the chains, arching his waist imperceptibly, and then Xiu slid down entirely as if he had lost all strength.

The scales that had only been touched by fingers before were now fully consumed twice like this for the first time.

Xiu’s pupils began to dilate, and again, he didn’t move for a long time.

Wen Chu was anxious because he was just consuming without moving, but even with all his might, he could only move a tiny bit.

His eyes red with anxiety, he cried out mournfully, “Xiu…”

Wasn’t this mutual torture?

Better to untie him so he could do it himself; then neither he nor Xiu would be stuck here suffering.

Xiu came back to his senses again. Seeing Wen Chu’s pitiful state, he thought it was because he had squeezed him too hard.

Originally, he had already been fucked into wanting to retreat, but upon meeting Wen Chu’s misty, round azure eyes, Xiu perked up again instantly.

Those two showed the most obvious signs.

He raised his hand, panting as he pinched Wen Chu’s face, and chuckled low, “What? Scared of being squeezed by me?”

Wen Chu: …

He wasn’t; he was about to suffocate.

But Xiu obviously had no intention of letting him speak. Sneering, he dropped the sentence, “Even if you’re scared, take it for me,” and actually forced himself to start moving again.

He wouldn’t let him speak, and he wouldn’t listen to explanations.

Wen Chu lay on the bed in despair, simply trying to enjoy it.

In the dream, Xiu only wore an open white gauze robe, draped with various gems. Gold chains and gems adorned his swaying chest, and further down were tight abs.

Extravagant and gorgeous.

That fierce and cold face was full of redness. While struggling to swallow, he still asked him sternly but weak inside:

“Why so aggrieved? Want to beg for mercy? Ha… you won’t have the chance.”

He completely failed to notice that the beautiful little nightmare he was forcing hadn’t released even once, while he himself had shot again and again.

Wen Chu didn’t want to beg for mercy; Wen Chu just wanted to know when Xiu would let him go.

Xiu had to recover for a long time after consuming once. His feeling was cut off by the other party just as it rose, making him both comfortable and uncomfortable.

If this went on, Wen Chu felt that Xiu might be squeezed into fainting, and he himself might not even be able to release.

He pursed his lips and began trying to invoke his ability.

Since he couldn’t escape the dreamscape or break free from the chains, Wen Chu simply tried to eat the part of the dreamscape that was the chains.

His results were remarkable. Before long, a loosening sensation came from the chains.

Wen Chu’s eyes flickered slightly as he tried harder to eat the chains.

To prevent Xiu from noticing anything wrong, Wen Chu deliberately let out a few gasps, looking at Xiu tearfully, drawing Xiu’s attention to his face.

When Xiu saw Wen Chu’s appearance, his whole body went numb.

His tail seemed to no longer belong to him but had become a dedicated tool existing solely for Wen Chu. Xiu moved mechanically.

He had been resentful that he was even more disheveled than Wen Chu, but after seeing Wen Chu’s face, he felt balanced. He even reached out arrogantly to touch the small horns on Wen Chu’s head.

From the base of the newly grown small horns all the way to the tips, causing Wen Chu to shudder genuinely.

Wen Chu felt even hotter, and tears fell directly.

He was really suffocated to the point of tears.

Xiu only ignited the fire but didn’t put it out; he was wicked to death.

Xiu lifted his tail smugly. “Crying is useless. Your little horns are for me to play with.”

Wen Chu bit his lower lip, wanting to argue unbearably that Xiu had completely misunderstood, when he suddenly felt heat at the base of his tail.

The evil dragon pushed his luck and touched his heart-shaped tail.

“Woo?”

Caught off guard, Wen Chu let out a gasp, completely losing control of his strength.

“Snap—”

The chains broke in response.

The evil dragon, carried away by his smugness, hadn’t noticed anything wrong yet. He was stroking all the way down his tail, returning Wen Chu’s words in full:

“Little gem, is your tail this sensitive too?”

As soon as the words fell, Xiu felt two hands covering his waist.

?!

Wait, something’s wrong. Why are there hands?

Xiu sobered up instantly, looking at Wen Chu, and was surprised to find that the chains on the other party had disappeared at some point.

The white-haired boy’s round eyes were curved, the corners of his eyes flushed red. When he smiled, he looked both beautiful and pitiful.

“Yes,” Wen Chu said softly.

“It’s so sensitive, yet you still want to touch it. Shouldn’t you take responsibility?”

“How did you…”

Xiu couldn’t finish his sentence before being fiercely pushed down onto the bed by Wen Chu.

Wen Chu had really been suffocated by him severely. Showing no mercy, he fed the scales extremely quickly, causing Xiu to lose his voice directly.

Just now, under his control, he could rest while squeezing, so he didn’t lose his reason too much.

But now, every move of Wen Chu was aimed at fucking him to death. Xiu trembled violently, reaching out to block his scales.

His hand only reached halfway before it was encircled by the nightmare’s heart-shaped tail.

“You can’t,” Wen Chu smiled. “If you reach out, I’ll fuck you until you’re pregnant with an egg right now.”

Of course, this was just casual talk from Wen Chu. He couldn’t create dreams yet; whether an egg could be conceived depended on the subjective consciousness of Xiu, the owner of the dream.

But upon hearing this sentence, Xiu whimpered and surrendered, actually continuing to reach out his hand fearlessly.

Instead of blocking the scales, he hooked Wen Chu’s neck, pulling the beautiful little nightmare onto his chest.

“If you have the ability… then come on…”

Xiu uttered this ruthless remark, pausing three times.

Wen Chu had finally regained his freedom, and with Xiu fanning the flames like this, he lost all sense of proportion.

Every time, it was aimed at making Xiu pregnant with an egg.

It was just that male dragons didn’t have a reproductive cavity. Even if Wen Chu reached the end, he could only make Xiu roll his eyes and whimper.

Before long, the pitiful scales began to turn outward, and Xiu’s pupils dilated completely, truly beginning to tremble unconsciously.

He propped himself up on his arms, wanting to withdraw, but was pulled back by Wen Chu grabbing the various gem necklaces on his chest.

After being pulled back, he ate even more.

“Wai…”

Xiu finally realized fear. He was fucked until it hurt, and his chest was pinched by various gems. His whole being began to feel dazed.

In his haze, he saw the smiling, beautiful boy.

The boy delivered his heart-shaped tail to his hand, his voice light and sweet:

“Don’t you like touching my tail? Keep touching it.”

Xiu reflexively withdrew his hand, but the other party’s slender tail actively wrapped around it, rubbing against his hand repeatedly.

Wen Chu’s cheeks also flushed.

“You touched my tail again,” Wen Chu said.

“So you have to be responsible for me until the end.”

…

A nightmare’s tail cannot be touched.

Xiu could no longer distinguish how long it had been.

A day, or ten days, or a year.

From conscious to unconscious, from unable to bear it to only numbing pleasure remaining, his brain was completely chaotic, with only the beautiful boy before him left.

His lower abdomen already had the curve of three months of pregnancy. Xiu didn’t even have the strength to beg for mercy, only the instinctive response of compliance remained.

The two were tied with beautiful ribbons, completely unable to be freed, but along with it came the feeling that his whole body had turned into a sexual organ.

Even if Wen Chu caressed his cheek and gently called his name, Xiu couldn’t help but shudder.

Shuddering, yet unable to get out, ultimately only stacking repeatedly.

In a trance, Xiu even wondered if he had already been fucked to death.

Otherwise, how could he reach this extent and still retain consciousness?

His little canary kept in captivity was in much better spirits, even having the leisure to coax him while kissing him at this time.

“Tired? Meow once, and I’ll end this dream.”

Wen Chu still remembered his unfulfilled wish from back then.

The owner of the dream had completely collapsed, so it was only natural for him to take over this dream.

Although he couldn’t make any changes, Wen Chu could quietly eat all the unnecessary dreamscape except for the bed.

In the end, only a bed remained.

Dawn had broken outside. Once he ate the bed, the dream should end.

Xiu unconsciously held his stomach, his whole being still in chaos, subconsciously following Wen Chu’s words.

“Meow…”

A hoarse, low male voice.

Because of too many vocalizations, the voice was broken and could only come out intermittently.

“Meow… meow, meow wuu wuu wuu?!”

Xiu looked in shock at Wen Chu, who broke in again, his tone changing at the end.

Wen Chu smiled brightly: “Tricked you.”

As he spoke, he ended the dream cleanly amidst Xiu’s horrified gaze.

Being tied up and forced into love by Xiu as soon as he entered, he had to take a little revenge too.

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Back in reality, Wen Chu, familiar with the drill, continued to pretend to sleep in bed.

He had slept in Xiu’s arms last night, so he could clearly feel the changes in the other party now.

Wen Chu counted down in his mind.

Three, two—

“Wait!”

Xiu woke up with a start and sat up.

Wen Chu opened his eyes sleepily, deliberately yawned to squeeze out a few tears, and looked at Xiu tearfully: “Xiu?”

Xiu looked at Wen Chu.

Wen Chu, who had just woken up, still had a flush at the corners of his eyes, and tears swirled in his round azure eyes. In this instant, he overlapped with the Wen Chu in the dream who cried pitifully while pressing him down and fucking him for who knows how long.

Xiu shuddered all over, subconsciously thinking he was still in the dream. Covering his tail, he tried to climb out of bed.

In his nervousness, Xiu failed to keep his balance and fell directly off the bed.

Wen Chu was also startled, not expecting to scare Xiu like this. He hurriedly crawled to the edge of the bed and poked his head out: “Are you okay?”

Looking at the gem mountain beneath him, Xiu realized belatedly that he was in reality.

He stood up in a panic, hastily dropped the sentence “I have something to do,” and fled directly.

Leaving Wen Chu sitting alone on the bed.

Wen Chu looked down at the towering gem mountain: …

Great, he was going to become Rapunzel trapped in the high tower again.

Thinking this, he hooked his lips and chuckled in a very good mood.

Xiu in dragon form had his desires magnified infinitely. Such proactive yet shy arrogance was also delicious.

It also made him increasingly curious about what the real Xiu was like.

【Lifespan +17520h】
【Remaining Lifespan: 3 years, 4 days】
【Wen Chu (Nightmare Form): lv.1|20%】

Wen Chu looked at the lifespan on the light screen and raised an eyebrow.

It actually increased by two years at once.

It seemed the impact on Xiu this time was truly significant.

Thinking this, Wen Chu slapped his forehead.

He forgot to take advantage of Xiu’s unclear mind to ask about his relationship with Overend.

In this dream, not only did Xiu sink into it, but he was also completely addicted and forgot the important business.

Next time there’s a chance, he must remember to take the opportunity to force an answer.

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On the other side, Xiu stood in the bathroom, dazed.

Because he discovered that not only was he aroused, but there was even glistening liquid on his scales, which were currently slightly open in dissatisfaction, as if waiting for something to visit.

Xiu looked at his tail in a trance.

Last night’s dream replayed repeatedly in his mind, impossible to forget.

There were unforgettable dreams before, but those were nightmares, not a complete wet dream like last night.

Wen Chu’s face, Wen Chu’s voice, the dim golden cage…

Xiu flicked his tail, unable to stop doubting himself.

Could it be that his desire for Wen Chu wasn’t to drain Wen Chu dry, but to be fucked to death by Wen Chu?

That’s why he reacted in the dream.

Wait… dream.

Xiu slowly regained his train of thought.

Didn’t Wen Chu eat his dream last night?

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“Did you not eat my dream last night?”

At the breakfast table, Xiu, who had struggled for a long time, finally asked Wen Chu.

Wen Chu paused, looking natural as he said, “I ate it. Last night’s dream instantly added two years to my lifespan. What’s wrong?”

Having had such an outrageous wet dream and now facing the person involved, Xiu, who had always been thin-skinned, couldn’t hold it together. His earlobes turned bright red: “Nothing, it’s just that I still have a clear memory of last night’s dream.”

Wen Chu didn’t know how others felt after having their dreams eaten by him. Hearing this, he asked in confusion, “Did you not remember the dreams I ate before?”

“I remember,” Xiu said. “But the memories were blurry. I only remembered that I had a dream, and then slept until dawn. Except for last night and…”

Xiu found it difficult to speak.

And the first day, he also had a wet dream.

Wen Chu really didn’t know this. He rested his chin on his hand and thought: “I don’t know either. Before meeting you, I had never eaten anyone else’s dream. Maybe it’s because you wanted to remember it yourself? Was it a sweet dream?”

Xiu: …

Xiu: “Probably, I guess?”

Wen Chu pursed his lips and smiled: “Then there will be sweet dreams every day from now on.”

It was clearly just a normal blessing, but Xiu couldn’t help trembling his tail.

“No need to dream every day…”

The evil dragon chickened out, whispering softly.

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After breakfast, Xiu used the communication stone to call the dwarves for construction, then transformed into his dragon form and took Wen Chu to the Moonlight Forest.

Since he wasn’t blacklisted by the elves, there was no need for Wen Chu to suffer the carriage ride.

Wen Chu sat on the dragon’s back, holding onto Xiu’s scales, flying high into the sky.

The last time they flew like this was a few days ago when he first met Xiu.

At that time, he thought Xiu was going to swallow him and was too scared to look carefully. Now, looking down from Xiu’s back, the entire wasteland was visible at a glance.

——Or rather, it could now be called a grassland.

Under the sunlight, the grass was green, streams rushed, and even a few deer had come to the foot of the hill where he and Xiu lived.

Although he knew the deer might be sixth-tier demonic beasts, it looked thriving nonetheless, reminding Wen Chu of the scenery he had seen in Xiu’s dream last night.

Wen Chu thought of the palace in Xiu’s dream again.

Wen Chu: …

After waking up from the dream, the more he thought about it, the less he could accept that kind of decoration.

He needed to communicate with Xiu, at least let him participate in the decoration process.

He didn’t want to have nowhere to stand in such a big castle.

The dragon flew very fast. In just over ten minutes, Wen Chu saw the Moonlight Forest, as well as Alice and the elves standing at the junction of the forest and the grassland.

Alice’s eyes lit up when she saw Xiu and Wen Chu from afar. When the dragon landed steadily and bent down to let Wen Chu walk off, her eyes shone even brighter.

“Dragon Rider!”

Wen Chu was stunned: “Huh?”

Alice, shouldering her sword, looked at Wen Chu enviously: “Too cool. You don’t know, I’ve wanted my own dragon since I was little. It’s a pity the old dragon beats me whenever he sees me and is unwilling to be my partner in battle.”

Wen Chu: …

Wen Chu didn’t really like Alice looking at Xiu this way. Xiu was a complete person, not some battle pet.

He corrected: “His name is Xiu. You are younger than him, you should call him Mr. Xiu.”

Alice paused: “Okay.”

Xiu had also transformed into a human and stood beside Wen Chu.

The atmosphere was somewhat deadlocked for a moment. Finally, the silver-haired male elf standing behind Alice said gently: “Greetings, friends from afar. I am Lance, Prince of the Elves. I heard you possess the magical ability to bring back the dead.”

Wen Chu nodded and was straightforward: “Yes, but this ability comes at a great cost. As you can see, my magic power is weak now, and I need to replenish enough magic power to continue using it.”

Lance was not surprised, his cold face showing no expression: “I understand.”

He signaled the elves behind him, and they quickly brought out a flower float.

It was literally an open-air flower float, piled high with fresh flowers.

“Today is our ‘festival’,” Lance explained. “I’ll take you around the festival first, and we can talk in detail at the banquet tonight?”

Xiu raised an eyebrow: “I remember Mary saying you don’t have a tradition of holding festivals recently?”

Lance nodded: “Indeed not, but this time is different.”

He didn’t want to say more, and Xiu didn’t press.

Anyway, the elves were still waiting for Wen Chu to save the Tree of Life, so it was impossible for them to go back on their word at this time.

Look first and talk later. At worst, he would transform into a dragon and fly away with Wen Chu.

Wen Chu thought the same and generously followed Xiu onto the flower float, even curiously picking up a flower cake and taking a few bites.

Lance and Alice also came up. Accompanied by the melodious sound of the harp, the flower float moved deep into the Moonlight Forest.

Alice lay down carelessly: “Honor guard, how is it?”

Wen Chu blinked: “Is there tea?”

Eating only cakes was a bit dry.

Lance raised his hand to pour tea for Wen Chu, but Xiu moved first, skillfully pouring tea and placing it in Wen Chu’s hand, frowning: “Eat less. You just finished a meal and now snacking, be careful of indigestion.”

The tone was a bit fierce, but the words made even Lance reveal a complicated expression.

Not to mention Alice, who was grimacing.

One of them had always been cautious of the neighboring evil dragon, and the other had been beaten by the dragon since childhood. When had they ever seen Xiu like this?

Wen Chu looked at them strangely and drank his tea.

Seeing Lance and Alice both looking shocked and not speaking for a long time, Wen Chu simply started a topic himself: “I have a question.”

Lance made a gesture of listening intently.

“As a human princess, why is Alice with your elf race?”

Wen Chu asked the question that had troubled him and Xiu yesterday.