The sunbeams pierced through the thick fog condensed on the ceiling of the large cave, announcing the dawn of a new morning. A gentle warmth slowly spread across the fern carpets and the walls covered in twirly vines, reaching the huge cocoon hanging in the middle of the chamber. It was a formidable nine-foot-tall structure, embalmed in palm leaves and covered in moss, pulsing softly like the heartbeats of an asleep lion.
“I’m back, darling.”
Minh whispered to the silence, his open wings creating dancing shadows on the walls as he glided across the chamber, carrying an unconscious man on his back like a potato sack. The endless paths of Son Doong would claim that reckless tourist in one way or another, so at least his foolishness saved Minh some hunting time.
“Well, that was easy... A glimpse of me and this guy passed out like a light! I wish you could have seen that, Santi.” Minh chuckled to himself, absolutely unbothered by the effect his figure had on humans.
After all, his nine-foot-tall body was covered in short dark gray fur, and his lidless, round eyes glimmered like orange orbs in the darkness. His oval face could be considered attractive to human standards, thanks to his low-bridge nose and the wide smile hiding his fangs, but it was impossible to ignore his large pointy ears, the long sharp claws extending from his bony hands, and his curved bat-like feet. Plus, he didn’t see a need for clothes during his partner’s hibernation, putting on display the fluff collar of orange fur covering his bare chest and inner thighs.
There was also beauty in his long dark brown hair, smooth like it was made of lotus silk, fluttering over the huge black bat wings embedded in his arms. They folded seamlessly behind his back once he landed gracefully in front of the magnificent cocoon.
“Apologies if the meal is a bit dusty... Well, I know I’m pickier than you about it.”
The palm leaves started stretching and cracking, following the cocoon’s pulsation increasing in response to Minh’s presence. It was his clue to drop the unfortunate soul at its mercy and wait.
“Please, come back fast... come back to me.” He licked his lips, baring his fangs in a wide grin.
A louder cracking sound announced a huge white bat wing tearing the cocoon open, releasing majestically before Minh’s blown pupils. The other wing followed suit, crushing the whole structure into pieces in a matter of seconds.
A bare-naked humanoid hanging upside down emerged from the scraps, squeaking and rubbing his scrunched face. His body structure and height were similar to Minh’s, except for his short white marble fur, wide-bridge nose, crimson eyes and square face. No extra fluff covered any part of his body, only his shoulder-length, light wavy blond hair bounced to his movements.
A loud, vibrating noise echoed across the cave as he stretched himself fully, dropping from the ceiling and landing on one knee with wings wide open, sniffing the air like a hound dog.
Immediately, his eyes darted towards the knocked out man at his feet.
“Beautiful…” Minh crouched to watch his partner claim every drop of human blood in generous sips, smiling in gratitude.
Once again, a glorious awakening announced the end of the decade.
“Minh.”
The calling echoed directly in Minh’s mind as soon as his partner finished the meal, making his heart flutter in delight. He hopped closer wearing a large smile, holding Santi’s bony hand and kissing it, unable to hold back a soft coo escaping his throat.
“Santi.”
Minh didn’t remember the last time he called him Santiago, and seeing the instant blush in his pale yellowish ears reminded him of the reasons why. After all, his cuteness had charmed a human Minh more than one hundred years ago, and it charmed the current Minh the same.
“Good morning, my sweet prince.”
“Eat...” Santi grunted, nuzzling his cheek against Minh’s hand before snaking his arms around his neck, a silent request for a hug that was promptly attended.
“Heh... I ate earlier. I’m ready for you now!” Minh buried his nose in Santi’s shoulder, sniffing him like he was experiencing fresh air after a long time locked in a stiff room.
“Good.” Santi relaxed in his arms, taking a deep breath and gently clutching Minh’s body further against his own, their synced heartbeats pounding in their ears.
Minh closed his eyes in genuine excitement, tilting his head to the side and giving more room for Santi to reach his neck if he wanted… A question that Minh knew he didn’t need to ask.
A single human would not be enough to sate a whole year of hibernation, thankfully.
There was no need for words when Santi’s hand could do the talk, fondling his partner’s chest fur without a rush and already making him shiver in anticipation of the familiar ritual. Minh’s blood was boiling inside his veins, and his heavy breathing was echoing in the deep silence as he felt Santi’s fingers playing around his neck, traveling across his skin like a trail of fire, and casually reaching his shoulder.
A timid gasp escaped Minh’s lips, hinting he was reaching his limit to the teasing. He didn’t dare open his eyes or rush Santi though, letting him take his time with slow touches across his chest and warm breath against his ear, checking every inch as if quenching a thirst for closeness.
Minh shivered and bit his lip the moment Santi delicately brushed his hair behind his shoulder with two fingers, opening way for his slithering, cold tongue to kiss his neck and lick all over it in generous laps. In response, Minh could only squeeze his teared-up eyes shut, hugging Santi tighter and using all his willpower to not beg for him to end this at once.
But, deep down, he knew he was already begging with every fiber of his needy, needy being.
“S-San…”
Minh was at the verge of crying when his pleas were finally attended to.
Santi buried his fangs in his neck with a sharp, precise move, reaching even deeper than the bite that killed his already forgotten human meal.
A sensual moan echoed across the cave, materializing Minh’s sheer bliss. Every time he experienced Santi’s bite of awakening, he wouldn’t mind being consumed until there was nothing left, becoming the ultimate offering to his sire in his most vulnerable state.
But Santi’s love was not like that. And would never be.
Once Minh’s head started to drop, Santi gently cradled it and started disengaging from his neck. His fangs slid out smoothly from his flesh, not a single drop of blood smearing his white teeth or the perfect bite marks. Still, Santi kissed and licked all over it, satisfied to see it disappearing in a blink.
“All good…?” Santi whispered, patting Minh’s shoulder while keeping him nested in his arms.
“Better than ever! As always...” Minh cooed through the familiar dizziness, nuzzling his nose on Santi’s cheek and receiving gentle hair scratches in return. A deep, relieved sigh followed his reassuring words, along with an extra squeezing hug.
And after a moment of shared silence, Santi smiled.
“Good morning, Minh... I missed you.”
Finally, time started moving again for them.
“I missed you too, mon chéri... I always miss you so much.”
“Thanks... for taking care of me...” He sounded drowsy, running his fingers through Minh’s hair with sheer adoration in his eyes. “For guiding me to the light again, and again, and again...”
“Always, my dearest, anything for you. My Santi.” Minh melted in his soft touches, reminded of how much he loved the unique feeling of Santi’s claws caressing his hair. It was an immediate sweet reward after a year of devoted vigil.
“That’s my line... My Minh.” Santi dragged his long, rough tongue across his neck, jaw and cheek, enjoying his lover’s strong taste of basil and lime, and hearing his happy chirping in response to his tenderness.
Minh brushed his nose against Santi’s thin wing membrane, feeling sudden urges to rub his face on it. His scent of pomegranate came across particularly strong, enhancing all of Minh’s senses and spiking his arousal.
“You smell so good, Santi... Damn, I really, really, really, missed you this time...” Minh couldn’t resist nibbling his ear a little, earning tiny squeaks from him.
“Something feels... different...” Santi whispered, looking down to show Minh a murky green substance running down his open legs. Minh’s head tilted 90° sharply in curiosity and surprise, staring at his smooth inner thighs soaked wet.
“It’s leaking from my hole...” Santi looked calm despite the flare in his eyes, smearing his thumb with the viscous fluid to take a closer look.
“D-does anything hurt? Santi... Y-your sacks are so swollen too...” He inhaled sharply, unsure why the smell coming from Santi’s brownish glandule hanging between his thighs was turning him on like never before.
“Nothing hurts. How about you? Minh.” He gently poked his thumb inside Minh’s mouth, watching him twist his tongue around it and slurp the fluid clean.
“I... I do feel different too, kind of... I don’t know. This is new.” Minh nuzzled Santi’s palm against his own cheek, as if trying to soothe his hot skin. The taste of the unknown substance adding to his arousal, making his dick tingle.
“It’s new, indeed.” Santi cupped his cheeks with both hands, breathing a warm whisper against his lips. “So... Let’s learn together. As we always do.”
After all, when you have forever, there is no need to skip foreplay.
Santi grinned softly as his right arm started to tense up and swell, growing three times bigger than the rest of his body. His fingers closed around Minh’s neck easily, making him gasp and slightly tremble already.
“What can I do for you...? My lovely Minh...” Santi tilted his head, holding Minh’s chin with his huge thumb. His luscious voice dripped sweet and spicy honey, never failing to arouse Minh very fast.
So Minh didn’t wait more to sit on the fern carpet in silence, using his folded wings as support and keeping eye contact with his partner.
“Santi… Can you… use your tongue...?”
Santi ogled him with a calm smile that didn’t do justice to the lust lurking in his eyes. However, his yellowish throbbing cock was already as hard as he could get too. It was hairless, longer than thicker, with a brown head and scarce gray veins.
“You’re already so hard for me... How can I resist...”
Santi sneaked between his legs immediately, sticking his slithering tongue out to poke at Minh’s shaft.
“Ah!” Minh whimpered instantly, letting out throaty squeaks and scratching the ground with his nails. The touch alone was a gentle reminder that his penis would be extra sensitive after enduring a whole year untouched.
“My dear, let me please you properly...” Santi moaned, licking his generous orange bush thoroughly. And Minh understood the request very well.
In a matter of seconds, Minh’s hairless, dark gray penis grew three times bigger than its current size, transforming in the same fashion of Santi’s arm. It was thick and long, its purplish, swollen cock head ending in a sharp bone tip that helped sustain its veined erection. The two heavy sacks nested in the fur below his penis were now the size of a small dog’s head.
Santi’s lips twisted in a greedy smile, and he took his time sniffing Minh’s cock and balls before finally diving into it. He started licking all over the length, tracing the tip of his tongue over each reddish vein and coating it with sticky drool before wrapping his tongue around the shaft and playfully squeezing it.
“D-damn... I missed your tongue so bad...” Minh giggled among short squeaks, patting Santi’s hair and admiring his delighted expression while indulging in the taste of his cock.
“I’ll remind you... just right, my dear Minh.”
Santi dislocated his large jaw, easily stretching his mouth from ear to ear under the sounds of his facial bones and muscles cracking open. Minh knew he didn’t need to worry about the rows of sharp teeth unless he asked for a bite – perhaps later, but for now, he just spread his legs further to offer Santi the feast he deserved.
Santi gripped at Minh’s knees, keeping his legs apart as he started closing his big mouth around the chunky cock head, slowly sucking the tip and flickering his tongue against it.
“S-Santi...! Ah...!” Minh moaned helplessly, eager for more of that tight warmth clenching around his fat meat. His intense purrs started vibrating against Santi’s lips, and he was using all of his self-control to not thrust his hips already.
The vibration brought a smile to the corners of Santi’s busy mouth, in appreciation to the noises that were only for his ears to hear. It was his cue to dive in, gobbling up the length in one go and feeling Minh’s knees squirm under his hold.
Santi needed a moment to accommodate the massive cock filling up his mouth and the spiky tip poking at the back of his throat. Still, he closed his eyes to take in the delicious, strong taste of his lover, appreciating the musky smell of his wiggly sacks as well.
Santi started bobbing his head up and down at a steady pace, filling the cave with his unholy slurping noises and the shameless, high-pitched squeaks from Minh. He feasted on the throbbing cock among muffled moans, his tongue alternating tight squeezes with circular motions and fast strokes, lapping every drop of precum leaking from his lover.
“A-ah... Ah...! S-Santi... SANTI!” Minh squeaked loudly, unable to take his wide eyes off Santi’s big mouth full of cock and shivering under his red iris glowing with primal desire. He couldn’t resist hooking his claws in the blond hair anymore, pushing him down harshly and starting jackhammering his throat.
Santi whined with tears in his eyes, but the roughness just made him suck harder to match Minh’s intense thrusts, tasting his own blood mixed with precum from the spiky tip stabbing the back of his throat at each deep push. He hooked his claws to Minh’s balls for some balance, making him see double and pushing him to the edge.
“I’m... gonna...!” Minh grunted, his joints cracking as he felt the burning heat in his stomach announcing the orgasm. Santi was plugged deep into his cock, with no signs he would even try to pull out or slow down the brutal pace.
Under a screeching moan, Minh’s neck cracked 90° backwards and his eyes became pure white orbs, his whole body tensing up and cumming his generous load inside Santi’s mouth. Santi swallowed every drop of green cum and blood, crushing Minh’s balls in his claws and joining the choir with his own stifled moans.
Their bodies vibrated in the same frequency during the whole ordeal, reverberating through the ancient cave.
Once everything was said and done, Minh slipped his cock out, popping a string of drool connecting his tip to Santi’s jaw. Shivering from the cold air hitting his sensitive flesh, he collapsed on his back with wings wide open, catching his breath while coming back from the high.
They were still twitching and vibrating together when Santi crawled on his chest, brushing his wings gently against Minh’s. They enveloped each other, creating a winged tent around themselves and feeling soothed by the familiar smell of sex in the air. Despite the intense activity, only a few sweat drops were shining on their foreheads and neck.
“... All good?” Minh took a deep breath, casually fixing Santi’s jaw in place. “I got a little carried away...”
“Dear, I’m more than good...” Santi smiled, hinging his jaw and sticking his tongue out to show his already healed throat. “You know I love the taste of your cum with blood.”
“Heh... Good, then...” Minh twirled Santi’s messy blond curls in his claws, smiling reassured. Naturally, his balls were like new again too. “I love you so much.”
They rubbed their noses together, opening mouths to tenderly entangle their wet tongues in a peculiar kiss. The blowjob satisfied some urges, but the night of awakening is young.
Minh fondled Santi’s muscular transformed arm while ogling his vigorous erection and swollen sacks. They were heavier than ever, tempting Minh with cravings that he was struggling to hold back, especially after the best oral sex his mate could court him with.
And Santi was no different, his heavy breathing and teared up eyes reflecting the primal urges numbing his thoughts in response to Minh’s touches.
“Minh...” He whined, licking his face, jaw and ears. “I want you to fuck me now. You need to fuck me, you know...? I’m still... leaking...”
“Santi...” Minh licked his tears, whispering close to his lips. “I’m starting to understand... If we... do it now...”
“Yes.” Santi nodded with a fierce, yet calm resolution. “I’m ready for this. Ready for you... If you want to...”
Minh exhaled sharply, shivering under those lustful eyes dissolving his senses like sugar in the water. His mind could only think about stuffing Santi with his seeds until he was completely full, and the thought alone was turning him on again very fast.
“Yes... I’m ready to mate with you... I want to mate with you. Only you.”
Minh fondled Santi’s torso and stomach in feverish adoration, pressing fingers around his pelvis and slightly humping his inner thighs. The intimate touches were enough to make Santi squeak softly and hold Minh’s face with his monstrous hand.
“It’s my turn now…” Minh’s lips curled in a wide grin as his arms started tensing up, muscles stretching and hands growing bigger until his fingers were able to fully embrace Santi’s waist. A fox-like snout grew on his face and his mouth stretched ear to ear, filled with rows of long, sharp teeth.
A proud growl echoed through the cave as he finished transforming into a formidable 12-foot-tall black-winged creature, his bulky figure reflecting in Santi’s blown pupils. His long hair was the only trace left of his humanoid form.
Santi watched him to the very end before proceeding with his own transformation. His snout was flatter and his body more slender in comparison with Minh’s, but they shared an intelligent glare in their feral small eyes.
The black and white pair roared in unison, shaking the stalactites above them and making tiny rocks slide down the cave walls.
Minh immediately pounced on Santi, sinking his paws into his shoulders and grabbing his waist with his foot claws to take flight with him in his hold. In return, Santi buried his claws in Minh’s clavicles and sank his nail feet in his pelvis, as they spun in the air under high-pitched squeaks.
“Mine.”
Minh sunk a generous bite in Santi’s neck, prompting him to scream from the depths of his soul in a mix of pain and pleasure. Santi frantically humped him in return, agitated with their shared hot blood taking over their minds, hearts, wounds and cocks.
On the other hand, the overpowering smell of his soaked hole was driving Minh wild like never before. So, he quickly jerked his hips and bumped his penis against Santi’s asshole, shoving his massive cockhead inside him right away.
Santi roared in response, bristling and slamming himself into Minh’s cock over and over, filling himself up to the brim. It was awfully easy to slide through the huge length, and Minh joined the rhythm with no hesitation, thrusting in sync while their wings flapped in the air, keeping them dancing in wobbly circles across the cave.
It wasn’t the first time they fucked in this form, but rough sex in midair was a new type of delicious high. Still, nothing felt more natural at the moment, and their bodies moved on their own in pure ecstasy towards the ceiling.
Minh’s jaws were buried in his neck when he roughly pushed Santi’s body against a wall, locking him in place to pound his tight hole with reckless abandon. Santi just crooked his head up, bent like a ragged doll and clawing at Minh’s back with his sharp feet, gashing across flesh and ripping off chunks of hair in a bloody mess.
“Deep... so deep.. deeper...! Minh!!!”
Every inch of his body indulged in the desire to be ravaged, and he lost himself in throaty moans and shameless sounds of wet flesh slapping, his cervix popping at each hard push and stretching his muscles to the limits of pleasure.
Minh didn’t let go of Santi’s neck, enjoying the taste of his flesh and blood in his mouth while rearranging his insides to his heart’s content. Santi’s tight muscles eagerly sucked him deeper, encouraging him to reach his lower stomach, making his massive bulge look like a wiggly snake moving under Santi’s skin.
Naturally, he had no reason to deny Santi’s pleas, spreading his legs further and plowing him for good until the stone started cracking behind them, pressing Santi into a hole in the wall with his legs bouncing in the air to the brutal pace. His moans had turned into primal growls and their minds were intoxicated with desire, chasing the high like beasts in heat.
But suddenly, Minh’s tip hit a soft wall deep inside, making Santi quiver all over with a gasped sob and nestle himself tighter in Minh’s embrace.
That was new too.
“Keep going… Don’t hold back... I’m so horny, Minh, fuck me... fuck me.... use me... please.” Santi purred among hitched breaths, tugging Minh’s tangled hair with his bloodied toes and rolling his hips slowly, every fiber of his being begging to be fucked raw. Minh let go of his neck with a deep grunt, drooling all over the bite and dragging his rough tongue across his jaw, chin, cheeks, eyes, anywhere at his reach.
“So hot... so damn hot... Taking me so, so well... My massive cock... only you... can take it… your whore hole… it’s mine... mine... mine, mine, made for me... only me, only mine, my Santi!”
He couldn’t hold back senseless blabbering, his mind melting in the heat of Santi’s clenched, hot walls and his hips moving on its own, fucking his uterus in steadfast, deep thrusts.
“Y-yes... like this... Ah, breed... breed me...! Minh! B-breed my slutty cunthole...!”
Short, hoarse moans escaped Santi as they bristled in overwhelming pleasure, wings stretching and wrapping each other like a tight curtain. Their bodies bounced and collapsed upside down together in a quick move, locking them inside their wings.
Meanwhile, Minh’s bony tip found its way to plug itself into the soft walls of Santi uterus, connecting them as one.
“I’m.. I’m gonna... Santi!”
Minh could barely move now, his swollen penis so hard it hurt and his orgasm coming forth like a dam-breaking torrent. He slammed himself inside a last time, knotting his cock to Santi’s uterus and bursting out his load at once, pumping seeds nonstop among shared loud whimpers and slosh noises.
“I’m cumming... cumming... can’t stop... cumming...! Y-you’re making me cum so much!”
“Minh...!”
Santi quivered violently, his eyes turning into white orbs too as he splashed yellow semen all over Minh’s stomach and chest, every inch of his body overstimulated and his mind numb with the stream of cum steadily stuffing his stomach.
“Kiss me...”
They shoved their tongues in each other’s mouths, dizzy from the intense orgasm that didn’t seem close to an end for Minh. His cum was still pouring in generous amounts, swelling up Santi’s belly little by little.
But slowly the blood started returning to their heads, the brutal, bloody high giving room to a warm, fuzzy pleasure washing over their exhausted bodies.
“How long... Do you think we need to stay like this…?”
“I’m sure we’ll know when it’s done. But it’s ok... Your seeds feel so good… moving inside me...”
Santi’s inner muscles were keeping Minh’s sensitive erection comfortable in the upside down cuddle during the copulation, allowing them to relax in the wing tent hanging on the cave’s highest ceiling, perfectly hidden in the thick mist.
“I’m glad, then. Hey... Do you want me to cut your hair later..?”
“Yes, of course...! Ah... I want avocado... and mango...”
“Heh... Dragon fruit too? I have everything prepared at the lake.”
“Really?! Ah, you’re the best...”
Santi brushed his snout against Minh’s cheek with gratitude, ruby eyes sparkling in the darkness.
“Anything for my darling... My mate.” Minh purred with a proud smile, patting Santi’s bulging belly. “Well... It seems that you’ll be eating for two soon, so I should prepare for it.”
“It seems so.” Santi hummed, placing his palm over Minh’s hand and tilting his head. “I’m so curious... It’s... peculiar, isn’t it?”
“Yeah... Well, I’ll be here for you. Just like I’ve been the last hundred years.”
"I wouldn’t want it any other way... until the end of times.”
They gently intertwined their tongues again, looking forward to walking together no matter what the future may reserve for them.