The Most Wicked Beast Who Ever Lived

[JIMINIE]

"I'm so sorry, kitten," Xiao Zhu spoke as he stood at the door of the bathroom, his body dripping so graciously, even as he hoped to get redemption for the mess he had thrust his dear erasthai into.

"You shouldn't be h—" Jiminie began, as he took in the sight of the very wet king. The man looked so perfect, scars and all. He looked like a god, the sexy body that Jiminie had not thought of for a while staring right at him.

Jiminie had been sure he would keep his self-control in check, but as he looked at the deadly king standing there like a sculpture, he couldn't help but swallow thickly, especially when his eyes trailed to the king's crotch.

He was still as big, as thick, and still as long, and boy did Jiminie feel his lips dry at the thought of wrapping his pretty lips on it. Jiminie wondered if Xiao Zhu still tasted the same, if his touch still felt like it always did.

"Kitten," Xiao Zhu said and that reminded Jiminie of where he was. He had noticed the new pet name and it made him want to run to Xiao Zhu and let the king use him as he wanted. But then the king hadn't eaten anything in days and Jimin was a good erasthai.

"You look frail, Xiao Xiao. Dry up and I'll prepare some food for you after I clean up this room," Jiminie said, shaking his head as he fought back the urge to bounce on that dripping cock staring at him.

Jiminie was famished for Xiao Zhu and he would do just about anything to get a feel of the man one more time. He didn't care what was happening right now, but then at the same time, he couldn't exactly throw himself at Xiao Xiao anymore, right?

"No. Don't… Don't change anything. Leave it as it is. I can't live without you, kitten. I can't imagine a life that doesn't revolve around you, and with everything I did to you, with all that happened between us, I doubt you would want me again.

"Please don't take away the only memory I will have left of you… Please, kitten," Xiao Zhu said and Jiminie stared at his erasthai who looked like he had a lot to think of at the moment. 

"What? Why would you think that? I love you, Xiao Xiao. We only lost one child. We can make more, that is the cycle of life and you must already know that by now. I'm not leaving you alone, at least until you recover.

"I won't leave you alone, my love," Jiminie said and Xiao Zhu fought back his tears again. His Jiminie would never call him his love. His Jiminie wouldn't even look at him after everything he had done. His Jiminie wouldn't cling to the hope that things would be okay.

"But kitten—"

"I missed you, Xiao Xiao. I missed your touch, and how your hands felt on my body. How your lips felt on every part of me. I missed your fingers in my mouth, your bites, your kisses, hell I missed how well you fucked me.

"I came because I wanted to be with you. My mother can take care of Kiyoto now. I came because it doesn't matter anymore. Nothing Matters but you, Xiao Xiao. I love you so much. Won't you at least fuck me?" Jiminie asked, his desperation obvious.

He was already touching himself, undoing the robe that he had. He had already let his hair free, and he was puckering his lips, licking them like he was doing just what he wanted, But would it make any difference?

"Kitten—"

"You promised you'd never say no to me. You said I was the prettiest thing you'd ever seen, that I was precious and tasted like heaven. Won't you make me feel something, please?" Jiminie begged and Just felt his resolve fading.

He knew this wasn't right. He knew he should have said not to Jiminie, and tried to make the alpha understand that he needed to grieve. He knew he needed to help Jiminie with his grief, but watching Jiminie standing there with nothing on his body, got Xiao Zhu weak.

And instead of fighting the desire, the king gave in.

"You're leaking, petal," Xiao Zhu said as he watched Jiminie's nipples dripping with milk, a reminder that everything had been so real. That the baby they had lost was real and that the king had been a shameless coward.

It hurt, knowing that Jiminie was so out of touch with the reality of his loss that he only ever considered the king another way to make more babies. It was something that made Xiao Zhu want to stop, but he couldn't.

Jiminie was a beauty, one that belonged to him, the kind of beauty that men would kill for. He was perfection at best and even though Jiminie had gotten frail from depression and denial, he still looked so perfect.

"Come… Drink from the source, my love. I'm here for the taking. Your taking," Jiminie whimpered and the king cast a spell that changed everything in the room. It had all been so dry and dusty, but with one spell, everything turned new and fresh. 

Xiao Zhu couldn't bed his erasthai in a dirty room, and so as everything changed, the king walked over to where his erasthai was, latching his mouth on the full leaking breasts. They had grown bigger because of their baby, and now all that's left, was pain for Jiminie.

"You should hate me," Xiao Zhu said as he suckled, but Jiminie ignored his words.

"You should breed me, Xiao Xiao," Jiminie said as he pushed back gently, before he climbed on the bed, with his Erasthai's lips and hands still on his full mounds. It was exciting for him, feeling Agust in him once more.

Jiminie had been deprived of everything by Agust and while he refused to think of his erasthai as the monster of monsters, he wanted to feel again. Anything, something that could make him feel alive again.

And who better to do that than the man who had driven him to the corner, right?

"Kitten… We should talk about everything first," Xiao Zhu tried to make sense for Jiminie who was high as a bat and wanted to be fucked so he could forget. They were both on the bed, with Jiminie lying on his bed while Agust was hovering over him, lips on his tits.

"Berto fingered me that day at the gates. He took away the touch you had on me. I always tried to think of you when I needed a release, but my fingers couldn't erase what he had done to me," Jiminie said and Xiao Zhu let out a loud possessive growl.

"He is dead, I made sure of it," Xiao Zhu defended.

"And yet that doesn't erase the fact that it was his fingers inside me last. He had stretched me out, for him. If you hadn't come, he would have shaped my cunt into the shape of his dick," Jiminie said nonchalantly and Xiao Zhu's hands traced his cunt.

"You're wet, for me," Xiao Zhu said with pride.

"I'm always wet, Xiao Xiao."

"And tight," Xiao Zhu said as he gently pushed two fingers in Jiminie's cunt.

"Ruin me, Xiao Xiao, or should I go tell Lee Tang to help me out?" Jiminie said coldly and Xiao Zhu pulled his fingers out of Jimini's cunt and thrust his dick into him, without so much as preparation.

"Fuck, you're so tight, kitten," Xiao Zhu said as he thrust long and hard into Jiminie, loving the warmth of his Erasthai's heat. 

At that moment, he wasn't the king who was worried about the erasthai's mental health, but a man with desires. A man hungry for his erasthai. A man who wanted to spend weeks and days in Jiminie's heat if the fates let them? 

"Ngghhh," Jiminie moaned as his erasthai fucked into him animalistically, the wetness from Xiao Zhu's body making his body wet too, but that didn't matter, because he just wanted to be fucked and fucked like only Agust ever could.

"At this rate, I might breed you like you want me to," Xiao Zhu said as their fourth orgasm got their eyes rolling to the back of their heads. They are the perfect fry for each other, right?

"Oh, yeah?"

"Absolutely kitten," Xiao Zhu said as he thrust harder into Jiminie, wrecking the wolf.

"Such a pity that I had my ovaries tied," Jiminie said coldly, and Xiao Zhu paled.