Chapter 99: Lulled to Sleep

Xiu froze entirely.

After waking up, Wen Chu had taken a bath first, so his body now emitted a faint fragrance. When he pressed against Xiu, he was warm and soft.

From his earlobe covered by Wen Chu’s breath to his arm wrapped by the heart-shaped tail, and then to his thigh lightly pressed by the other’s knee… every inch of skin began to burn.

Especially since Wen Chu was actively teasing him. If his gaze deviated even slightly, he could follow Wen Chu’s open collar downwards and see all the tantalizing scenery.

His scales were about to get wet just from looking.

Xiu couldn’t help shrinking his tail.

His tail was simply too big, and such a movement naturally attracted Wen Chu’s attention.

Feeling Wen Chu’s gaze fall on his tail, Xiu’s scalp went numb, and his body reacted faster than his brain.

He hid his entire tail, turning it invisible.

Wen Chu raised an eyebrow in surprise, then remembered that Xiu had done this among the dwarves too.

At that time, Xiu seemed to have said that the tail was only hidden, but actually still in its original place.

Looking at the wrinkles on the bedsheet and a slightly darker, inconspicuous mark, the smile in Wen Chu’s eyes deepened.

He feigned confusion and put on a sad expression: “Why are you hiding from me? Didn’t you want to do this to me very much?”

“I… I can explain what happened in the dream.” Xiu stuttered, only wanting to escape quickly.

If he didn’t leave now, he was afraid he would really do something irreversible.

Wen Chu tilted his head: “Explain?”

“What do you want to explain? That you actually don’t want to keep me as a pet at all? Or that I forced you to tie me up?”

Wen Chu looked at Xiu faintly with a condemning gaze.

“You treasured me so much at the time, but you turned your back on me as soon as you woke up.”

When a beauty frowns in resentment, it is naturally very attractive.

Especially with Wen Chu’s long white hair and blue eyes hidden by white eyelashes, he inexplicably added a bit of fragility. Just looking at him like this, he really looked like a pitiful little thing let down by a heartless lover.

While Xiu couldn’t help but let his gaze linger on Wen Chu’s face, his hair stood on end subconsciously.

He was really a bit afraid of being fucked by Wen Chu.

Previously knowing it was a dream, he could comfort himself that it was just imagination. Now knowing for sure that he would be played like that by Wen Chu, the whole dragon wasn’t feeling well.

He was a dragon; how could he be so weak in bed?

Wen Chu would think he was useless.

“I-I’m actually not that weak.” Xiu didn’t dare move, speaking stiffly, “I’m not that unable to endure playing, don’t misunderstand…”

Wen Chu was stunned for a moment, and a ridiculous guess arose: “So you haven’t been willing to be honest with me because you think being like this in front of me in the dream is too shameful?”

“No.” Xiu turned his head away slightly.

Following Wen Chu’s movements, his upper clothes had almost fallen off completely.

The boy was thin, but not morbidly weak. Instead, he had a layer of thin and smooth muscles, distinct V-lines, and a lean waist.

Just one glance, and Xiu couldn’t help burning all over.

He tried hard to suppress the reaction below: “It’s not shameful. It’s just that I don’t want you to think I’m inferior to Louis.”

Wen Chu completely didn’t expect to hear Louis’s name at this time, and his whole person felt bad.

“I don’t even like Louis. Why compare yourself to him…”

Xiu’s transparent blue beastly pupils stared at him stubbornly: “Not liking him now doesn’t mean you didn’t like him before. He is your ex-husband. As your current friend, I absolutely cannot be worse than him.”

“Wait—” Wen Chu was greatly shocked. “Who told you he is my ex-husband??”

Confusion appeared in Xiu’s eyes: “The demons said so, and Louis admitted it himself. Is it not so?”

“How many truthful words can come out of their mouths?” Wen Chu was almost disgusted into impotence by this possibility. “Didn’t I say it? I couldn’t possibly fall for Louis. I don’t have pica.”

Hearing Wen Chu’s words, Xiu couldn’t help hooking his lips.

But immediately, he asked more confusedly: “If he isn’t your ex-husband, why were you suddenly kicked out of the demon team and wandering alone?”

Speaking of this matter made him angry.

Wen Chu puffed his cheeks and, holding a grudge, told Xiu how Louis kicked him and how he wanted to eat him. Finally, he concluded:

“He’s sick in the head. At that time, I thought I didn’t want to marry the princess, so I just left.”

“Later—I wasn’t wandering either. I came specifically to find you.”

Wen Chu looked at Xiu seriously, wishing iron could turn into steel: “Did you not notice that I was walking straight towards your lair?”

Xiu was stunned.

Normally, no one would specifically cross the Moonlight Forest to come to the wasteland. Although it was a shortcut, the elves were too xenophobic. One careless move could lead to an attack by the elves.

To find him, the most common route was like the Dragon Slaying Squad: bypass the Moonlight Forest, pass through the Forging Duchy, and enter the wasteland from the more open and inclusive Forging Duchy.

Thinking about it now, although Wen Chu’s route was a bit bizarre, it seemed he was indeed heading straight for him.

It was just that he was tormented by headaches at the time and didn’t notice this at all.

And—

“Why did you come to find me?” Xiu was confused.

He didn’t know Wen Chu before this, which was why he directly ruled out the option that “Wen Chu came specifically to find him.”

Wen Chu opened his mouth, not knowing how to say it for a moment.

This matter was too complicated. If asked for the reason, it would even have to start from the first world and the system. Wen Chu thought for a moment and finally said: “Because I fell in love with you at first sight, and heard that you snatched the princess, so I wanted to come and try if I could surpass the princess.”

Xiu immediately felt he had suffered a great slander: “I didn’t snatch Alice; she ran away on her own.”

Wen Chu: “Louis isn’t my ex-husband either; demon rumors are unreliable.”

They looked at each other and finally laughed out loud together.

Wen Chu pursed his lips and smiled: “So annoying. If I had known you misunderstood me so much, I should have tied Louis up and explained it clearly to you from the beginning.”

Xiu blinked guiltily: “…It’s not too late now.”

Wen Chu: “Hmm?”

Xiu: “Before you fell into a coma, didn’t we already divide the work, with me going to catch a demon for interrogation and confirmation?”

Wen Chu nodded. He still remembered this.

Xiu: “…After you fell into a coma, I caught Louis.”

Wen Chu: “…”

Xiu: “He is in the dungeon now. I was worried you still had feelings for him, so I originally didn’t want to tell you.”

Wen Chu: “…”

Poor Louis, meeting the pettiest Xiu of the four worlds.

Wen Chu never expected that the imprisonment play he read in the book would be experienced by Louis first before he could experience it himself.

Wen Chu said sourly: “That’s really a reward for him.”

Xiu: “?”

Xiu was briefly confused, thinking Wen Chu meant that just locking him up was letting Louis off too lightly, and nodded in deep agreement.

“That’s right. I asked him about your past relationship, and he actually made up stories to deceive me that you really were together once.”

Xiu frowned as he spoke.

Just mentioning such a possibility made him irritable.

In the past few days, he had been living in fear of losing Wen Chu because of Wen Chu’s coma, and was further provoked by Louis. The whole dragon’s state was extremely bad, almost losing control of his human form several times.

Whenever this happened, he would sneak back into the room to watch Wen Chu.

Wiping the body, changing clothes, and washing clothes for the still feverish Wen Chu, quietly listening to Wen Chu’s steady heartbeat and breathing for a while.

Telling himself that Wen Chu was still there.

He still had to wait for Wen Chu to wake up in his best state.

Wen Chu didn’t know Xiu’s mental journey these days, but the fatigue between Xiu’s brows already explained everything.

He pressed his forehead against Xiu’s forehead. Their noses touched, extremely close.

“Now I’m awake, I’m here to refute the rumors personally.”

“Next time something like this happens, remember to ask me first thing. Don’t listen to their nonsense.”

Wen Chu paused after speaking, suddenly feeling that such a conversation was familiar.

Wasn’t this what Xiu had once said to him?

Now that the roles were reversed, he tried to trust Xiu, while Xiu became the uneasy one. Only then did Wen Chu realize how stubborn his past hesitation seemed from a third-person perspective.

Wen Chu lowered his eyes and couldn’t help smiling: “I love you. I love you more than any existence. Between you and me, there are only two options: I die or I love you. There is no third choice.”

Xiu gave a muffled “Mm” and looked at Wen Chu intently.

“Me too. I only belong to you. I am your dragon.”

He couldn’t explain his surging love for Wen Chu, ultimately attributing it to love at first sight.

At the first glance when Wen Chu crashed into his arms, his soul, lonely for a hundred years, began to tremble.

It was as if they had loved each other countless times before. He naturally fell for Wen Chu, giving rise to countless dark and wicked desires.

Even though Xiu didn’t have much reason left at that time, he still followed his instincts and clumsily approached Wen Chu.

Taking care of Wen Chu, protecting Wen Chu—this almost became an instinct.

There is such unreasonable love in the world.

Just one look at the other person was enough to determine—this is the partner for whom he is willing to give everything to pursue.

And now, Wen Chu actually responded to him.

Xiu’s heart burned, and he felt as if the root of his tail was also burning up.

He shrank back and curled his tail again. Only when it wrapped around Wen Chu’s arm did he realize something was wrong.

It wasn’t his tail burning; it was Wen Chu who had already touched his scales.

“You—”

Xiu looked at Wen Chu in astonishment.

Hadn’t he already hidden his tail? How did Wen Chu find it?

Wen Chu smiled and pointed to a dark mark on the bedsheet, taking the initiative to explain: “Very easy to find.”

As he spoke, a finger sank into the scales that had long been prepared.

“Woo?”

Caught off guard, Xiu went numb from the base of his tail to his spine.

The evil dragon capable of destroying the world went soft on half of his body under Wen Chu’s hand just like that.

Wen Chu took the opportunity to push Xiu down onto the bed, leaning on Xiu’s chest, tapping lightly on Xiu’s chest, eyes curved in a smile: “Mr. Evil Dragon, you should rest. How about I let you have a good sleep first?”

He didn’t take out his wand, but the Tree of Life had increased his magic power by more than twenty years at once. Just slowing down his voice and whispering in Xiu’s ear like this was enough to make Xiu fall into a momentary trance.

Taking advantage of this momentary trance, Wen Chu added another finger.

Xiu’s tail was still hidden. He was touching it by groping. From an external perspective, Wen Chu’s fingers seemed to be digging in the air, and there was inexplicably a glistening watery sheen on his fingers.

After Xiu lay down, he had a panoramic view of all this.

He was so ashamed that his whole body began to turn red. He reached out to grab Wen Chu’s hand, but touched his own scales instead, resulting in another whimper and shrinking back.

Wen Chu deliberately misinterpreted his meaning: “Don’t rush, take it slow.”

Xiu was even more ashamed.

He was thin-skinned as always. Looking fierce, in reality, as long as Wen Chu said a few intimate words, he would be ashamed to show his face.

The squelching sounds were incessant, and Xiu’s thoughts seemed to be messed up along with them.

While using his remaining reason to think he couldn’t be too disgraceful, he couldn’t help sinking.

Sinking into everything Wen Chu brought him.

Sinking into every slight change in Wen Chu’s expression.

How could there be such a cute person? Even at this point, he still leaned on his chest, almost like a little cub that couldn’t grow up.

Xiu’s expression changed several times, and he irrefutably had a reaction.

He had two, so the change was particularly obvious.

Looking at the bulging place, Wen Chu chuckled lightly and gently ground his knee against it.

“It doesn’t matter,” Wen Chu whispered.

He pressed close to Xiu’s ear, his heart-shaped tail flicking, like a succubus sucking human essence: “It doesn’t matter if it comes out now.”

“I am very happy… that you sink so deep for me.”

“Knock knock.”

As soon as Wen Chu finished speaking, a knock came from outside the door.

Lance’s voice came: “Xiu, are you there? I have a preliminary guess about the cause of Wen Chu’s coma. Shall we talk?”

Lance had obviously been working overtime these days too, his voice revealing deep fatigue.

Wen Chu guessed that they probably hadn’t gotten any effective clues about the recovery of the Tree of Life from Louis.

Otherwise, Lance wouldn’t attach so much importance to his life safety.

With the big war imminent, if he didn’t have an irreplaceable role, even with Xiu’s threat, Lance wouldn’t possibly leave the entire Elf Race behind to save him regardless of everything.

Lance needed him, so Wen Chu had nothing to fear.

Hearing the knock, Xiu froze like a statue, leaving only physiological tremors. He seemed to have been stupefied by nervousness.

Xiu actually had such a side.

Wen Chu felt pity on one hand, but on the other hand, he couldn’t help increasing the force and speed of his hand movements.

The squelching sound in the room suddenly became louder. Xiu began to tremble violently, biting his lower lip tightly, emitting a near-desperate whimper.

Even the hidden tail couldn’t be controlled and was fully revealed.

This was convenient for Wen Chu. He grabbed the tip of Xiu’s tail, not allowing him to curl up again, and withdrew his fingers under Xiu’s shocked gaze.

Switching to him touching the scales himself.

Wen Chu circled lightly outside the scales while stroking Xiu’s earlobe: “If you make a sound, Lance will hear it, right?”

Wen Chu added thoughtfully: “Speaking of which, do Lance and the others still not know our positions?”

The information Alice found for him was all about the encounter of the submissive in a relationship with a dragon.

Given the detail of that information, it was impossible for Alice not to find examples of being the dominant one, so it could only be a misunderstanding.

Wen Chu didn’t mind being misunderstood. He never cared about the opinions of anyone other than Xiu, but that didn’t stop him from finding it interesting to make use of the topic.

Wen Chu said maliciously: “If he hears your voice, he will be very shocked, right?”

Xiu shook his head desperately: “Wait, not now… uh woo ah…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he completely lost his voice.

He was entered by Wen Chu pulling his tail.

“Knock knock.”

The knock sounded again, and Lance asked confusedly: “Xiu, are you there?”

Alice’s voice also rang out: “Strange… I clearly saw him come back to find Wen Chu. Could it be he finally fell asleep?”

Indeed asleep.

But slept by Wen Chu.

Xiu was stimulated directly into release, biting the back of his hand to prevent himself from making overly embarrassing sounds.

He could only rejoice at this moment that due to his care for Wen Chu, Lance and Alice had kept quiet these two days, not daring to enter the door alone to see Wen Chu without his permission.

Even to give Wen Chu a quiet environment to recuperate, he had set up many soundproofing arrays around the house. Only knocking sounds and necessary noises would be transmitted in and out.

Now the array was used on himself.

As long as there wasn’t too exaggerated a noise, the outside couldn’t hear the movement inside at all.

Wen Chu didn’t know about the existence of such arrays. He just figured that neither Lance nor Alice would barge in rashly, controlling his voice within a manageable range to bully the evil dragon who hadn’t been able to sleep for two whole days.

Also due to this concern, Wen Chu never fully withdrew but moved deep within the scales.

Xiu, however, nervously circled his neck, clinging entirely to his body, twitching and enduring all this during the refractory period.

Too much.

He had only been done like this in dreams. Being filled to the scales in reality was the first time.

But so satisfied.

Completely merged with Wen Chu.

Under the double pleasure of physiology and psychology, Xiu tremblingly stood up again.

Wen Chu chuckled lightly, touching the root of his tail, rubbing repeatedly at the tailbone.

Xiu’s sharp beastly pupils dilated directly.

“Don’t…”

Stop touching; he was going to lose face again.

“You want it,” Wen Chu said.

He spoke softly and gently: “Aren’t you my dragon? You should eat it all up and conceive an egg for me.”

Xiu struggled a bit: “I am male…”

Wen Chu repeated patiently: “You are my dragon.”

Xiu’s brain was completely chaotic. One moment thinking he was male, the next moment his mind full of Wen Chu’s beautiful face. After a while, he began to think in a trance that he was Wen Chu’s dragon.

Dragons are oviparous.

He is Wen Chu’s dragon.

They are mating.

So he should conceive an egg for Wen Chu.

In Wen Chu’s repeated repetitions, such logic was poured into Xiu’s mushy head. He stuck out his tongue uncontrollably. Under the relentless terrifying pleasure and days of suppression, his nerves finally snapped completely.

“I should… conceive an egg?”

Foam appeared around the scales, and Xiu repeated in a trance.

Wen Chu corrected: “Should conceive an egg for Wen Chu.”

The knocking outside stopped at some point. Lance and Alice couldn’t find anyone and dared not disturb Wen Chu, so they left first.

But Xiu didn’t know. He still unconsciously suppressed his voice, repeating in a low voice:

“I should… give Wen Chu… conceive an egg woo mmm mmm mmm?”

As this sentence fell, his lower abdomen swelled a few points at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wen Chu kissed his forehead smilingly: “Yes, just like this.”

The evil dragon was fucked into a mess just like that. Even after Wen Chu left, he still couldn’t close his scales, repeating in a trance: “I conceive an egg for Wen Chu…”

Outside the window, the Tree of Life dimmed a lot again. Hearing this, it shook its branches and leaves, beginning to think.

The little person it liked needed a dragon egg.

…

Wen Chu didn’t know what kind of misunderstanding he had brought to the Tree of Life.

He just stopped after a taste, not full yet.

But remembering his original purpose, Wen Chu could only look at Xiu regretfully and took out a tuning fork and rope from his storage stone.

The tuning fork was used to further aid sleep, and the rope was…

Under the gaze of Xiu’s hazy and dilated beastly pupils, Wen Chu took out the small pink book sent by Alice.

Wen Chu said thoughtfully: “Since you like these things so much, I’ll help you fulfill your wish.”

Xiu struggled a bit when he saw the rope. After all, he was a dragon, and his physical fitness was there. Soon there was a trend of sobering up.

Wen Chu struck the tuning fork.

Things were different now. He was no longer that pitifully weak little Nightmare.

In the ethereal sound of the tuning fork, Xiu became dazed again, already in a semi-dream state.

Wen Chu tied Xiu up according to the appearance in the book.

Both were clamped. Xiu had a tail behind him, so Wen Chu wound it around the root of the tail once, and then left a knot at the scales.

The unclosed scales quickly swallowed the knot, and Xiu trembled again.

This was a slipknot. The more he struggled, the deeper the knot sank. Wen Chu stroked the pitiful scales and then continued upwards.

He didn’t dare to bind too excessively, and didn’t tie the rope too tight. Only the tail was a bit excessive. Soon he completed his work.

Xiu, the whole dragon, was tied to the bed in a “big” (spread-eagle) shape. It was the additional knot version of how Xiu tied him in the dream.

Wen Chu touched Xiu’s swelling, thought for a moment, and took out two sapphires Xiu gave him to decorate it.

He blocked Xiu’s gaze with his hand and whispered: “Sleep.”

The little Nightmare who finally mastered the ability to create dreams began to weave a dream for the giant dragon.

The majestic palace, layers of secret rooms, the golden dragon, and…

The evil dragon trapped in a cage, hands tied, forced to spread his legs, sitting on a wooden horse.

Wen Chu clumsily pinched the plot in the dream, renovated the palace according to his own aesthetics, and finally gave Xiu a suggestion.

“If you can’t hold on and release, you will be done until you conceive an egg.”

After doing all this, Wen Chu left the dreamscape, glanced at Xiu who fell into a deep sleep, and walked towards the bathroom again.

Xiu was tied up by him; he should be able to hold on for a while waiting for him to return to the dream.

During this time, he wanted to go out first.

Louis talked nonsense in front of Xiu, causing Xiu not to sleep well for days. He still remembered it.

He just didn’t get angry at Xiu, but in fact, he held grudges more than anyone else.

Old debts and new grudges settled together.

Previous grudges might not be worth doing anything to Louis, but daring to touch Xiu—

He wanted Louis dead.

It wouldn’t work even if Lance and Alice tried to stop him.

He wasn’t pretty or cute at all when killing people in anger. Just right that Xiu needed to catch up on sleep for a while, so better not let Xiu see it.

As for Xiu waking up to find Louis dead, that must be Alice’s doing.

What bad things could an innocent little Nightmare do?