From the very instant they'd left the ruin, Florian had known things were going to be...complicated. He could feel that strange creature's eggs inside of him -- twitching and pulsing, making his insides warm and tingly. Every shudder or judder of his body sent sudden shocks of pleasure through him, the eggs jostling in his womb and in his colon. But it wasn't just the physical sensation, he could feel their magic, their life growing inside of him.
And Florian wanted it out.
Unfortunately for Florian, fate had not ruled in favor of his comfort. Thick plugs of strange mucous sealed his entrances -- bonding to the flesh of his cervix and sphincter, keeping him closed up and the eggs locked inside of him. And any attempt to remove the eggs magically or surgically was likewise thwarted -- magic fizzled out and the would-be-surgeon thrown back b a sudden wave of powerful energy.
Which mean that Florian was stuck. Stuck with these eggs inside of him, forced to incubate until they reached maturity and he gave birth to them... He hoped. It was an utterly horrifying thought to him, the idea of birthing that creature's children. The idea of birthing anything was horrifying to Florian. But the young nobleman didn't seem to have any choice in the matter.
He was several weeks into incubation now, laid up in bed and utterly miserable. His breasts had swollen alongside his belly and both were now many times their original size -- Florian's breasts were hot and heavy, aching and full of milk which leaked in a continuous stream from his sore and puffy nipples. His belly was horribly uncomfortable as well, now so full that he couldn't even move from his bed.
Worse yet, the creatures growing inside of him had the same aphrodisiac effect as their parent's saliva... Which allowed his body to stretch far more than it should have been capable of... Which meant that his cunt was every bit as hot, swollen and leaky as his tits.
The only thing Florian could think of was sex -- not even food or blood entered his thoughts as it didn't seem he needed either of them at the moment to survive, subsisting solely on the magical energy released during sex -- which he was having a lot of. His mind was filled continously with thoughts of screaming and writhing, being filled in every hole with more and more cum being poured into him with every passing second.
He groaned, his head falling back into the pillows stacked behind him, the movement causing the eggs in his belly to shift suddenly, rubbing agaisnt each other inside of him and drawing a low whine from Florian's lips. Fuck, he's so fucking turned on.
It had been a few hours since he'd seen Viktor as the vampire was busy with the work that Florian's father gave him... But Florian needed him now. It wasn't like he could blame Viktor for not paying attention to him -- who could want him when he's like this. Swollen, aching and leaking... It had to be only pity that brought Viktor to his room now...Only pity that made the vampire's cock grow hard, only pity that lead to the vampire rutting helplessly into any of Florian offered him, crying his name in delirious pleasure before collapsing beside him, holding him close through the darkest hours of the eternal night...
Of course, Florian knew that it was more than pity. While the desperate, almost feral way that Viktor had been fucking him could be attributed to the aphrodisiac effect of the creatures growing inside him but... The way that Viktor held him through the night, the way he would brush sweat-soaked strands of hair from his face and make sure he was as comfortable as possible... The soft words of love and affection spoken into his ear when the world was dark and quiet... That wasn't pity. It was love. And it was the same love that Florian felt for him.
But at the moment, Florian was feeling rather pathetic, wanting to wallow in his misery. He wanted to bitch and moan and complain -- almost as desperately as he wanted to be railed. His cunt burned and Florian pressed his legs together, desperately trying to get some sort of friction on his throbbing clit but found that it was impossible to get enough friction.
Damn it! It hurt! He wanted so badly to be filled, he wanted so badly to be fucked! His cunt was empty and his breasts unbearably full -- if only he could reach his cunt, if only he could pleasure himself but... That stupid egg-filled belly made reaching between his legs himself impossibly...
"Uuuuggggh Viktor, you prick!" Florian whined, trying to squirm as he laid there, empty and aching. "Leaving me here alone--"
"And to think," Viktor's voice came from the doorway -- where Florian saw him when he glanced up... Strands of gray-flecked brown hair hanging into his face, blue eyes sparkling and a faint smirk playing on his face. "I was just on my way to see you and here I find you -- cursing my name."
Florian snorted, trying to sit up but finding the task nearly impossible. "So, you finally deigned to abandon your precious work for the spoiled prince, huh?"
God, it didn't matter how short the time apart was -- be it days or hours, Florian's chest would fill with giddy excitment every time he saw Viktor.
The vampire laughed softly, closing the door behind him as he stepped closer. "Indeed I have -- now, what would my spoiled prince request from me?"
Florian pouted. "You know exactly what I want..." He said, reaching out to touch Viktor's face.
He marveled for a moment at how cool Viktor's skin was beneath his feverish fingers... A part of him still misses when Viktor's skin was warm -- the days when it had felt hot on top of him, when his touches seemed to burn...But those days were long gone now and with that sacrifice had come the knowledge that Viktor wouldn't age or die. That they could be together forever.
Viktor caught Florian's fingers, taking the other man's hand in his, smiling softly. "Oh? Do I?"
His free hand slipped down between Florian's legs -- the tips of his fingers brushing against Florian's stiff and painfully swollen clit. Oh fuck. A sudden, sharp jolt of pleasure surged through Florian's body, shuddering and gasping.
"Is it this?" Viktor asked, laying gentle kisses on Florian's hand as he slowly pushed his fingers deeper into Florian's slick cunt.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Florian squirmed. "Yes -- oh gods, yes! Please!" Florian cried, squirming. Fuck, fuck, fuck, it felt so good to have something, anything inside of him -- even if it was just two of Viktor's fingers.
The dhampir's intense reaction drew another laugh from Viktor's lips as he continued to stretch Florian open with his fingers, thrusting them deeper into him as he writhed. Florian had never been this sensitive before and within only seconds he was cumming -- his back arching as he screamed. As his womb spasmed with orgasm, gushing wildly around Viktor's fingers, the eggs inside of Florian shifted and swelled. Oh God it was so good! The feeling of Viktor's fingers inside of him the way their tips were pressed against Florian's inner sweet-spot, dragging them over every sensitive ridge inside of him before they were thrust back into him again. Florian pushed back, crying out in desperation.
"Well, aren't you eager..." Viktor mused, still fucking Florian's spasming cunt with his fingers, watching eagerly as the orgasm seemed to stretch on and on, watching Florian shake and shiver beneath him. "Does that feel good, Flor?"
