182 chapter 18Long Ki fluidly stepped back, and Yukiya stepped forward as they moved in sync. The red dragon, who had never been a fan of dancing, was enchanted by his lover’s movements. He softly caressed the back of her neck and held her close to his chest.
Leaning on his chest, Yukiya listened to his soothing heartbeat. She gazed up at him and whispered, “You are good at this?”
“You think so?” Long ki twirled her around making her white skirt flutter about. He then slightly pulled her back to his chest. “I think, I enjoy dancing with you. Many years...I want to spend thousands of years just dancing and listening to your enchanting laughter,” he whispered caressing her face with his thumb.
She nuzzled against his warm palm with a wide smirk. “We might break our legs of we dance for thousands of years,” she whispered, peering into his dark eyes. The rainbow behind them reflected in his eyes, making his deep eyes look colourful. “You are so handsome,” she whispered without any thought.
Long Ki leaned low and nuzzled their noses together. “Yet someone ran away from our marriage,”
She gazed up at him with a pout. “You are never going to let go of that, are you?”
“Never,” the dragon chuckled out loud. He then twirled her unexpectedly making her squeal in delight. “Wifey, you are so, so beautiful. Just Like a serene ink painting,” he whispered, twirling her back to his chest.
Slightly dizzy, Yukiya leaned weightlessly against him. She gazed up at his slightly raised lips, his sharp nose, and his crinkled up eyes as he watched her lovingly. She had never expected to meet such a wonderful man in her life. “I’m happy that I met you, you stupid dragon,” she whispered, kissing his fingertips.
Without any word, Long Ki hugged her close and led them deeper into the rainbow tunnel. Soon the tunnel opened up into a small hallway lit by a small illuminating pearl attached to the rocky ceiling. Nearby there were hollow traces of many other illuminating pearls.
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“Was this place robbed?” Long Ki pointed to the nearby knife marks. It looked like someone dug out the pearl etched to the wall.
Yukiya shrugged. “No, it was like this when I moved in. Someone had already taken all the treasures they could from here,” she said casually and walked ahead. There were few open doorways at the end of the hall. She walked over to the second one. Passing next to the doorway, she glanced back at him with her slightly red face. “You—you can choose any other room you want or you can stay here. With me.” she said and rushed in.
‘Wah, she is so bashful,’ Long ki thought, biting his fingernails. Watching her shyly run away, he felt very embarrassed. He wiped his face and slowly stepped to her room. ‘Long Ki, why are you hesitating? You have slept with her many times. I—it’s just. Ahh, it’s HER room. God, I really need to wash my face,’
“Y—yukiya, is there a washroom?” he stuttered.
Yukiya plopped down the bed and peered at him with her eyebrows raised. “Why? Feeling shy?”
“N—no, why would I?” he said, puffing up his chest. Closing the door behind him, h slowly trotted over to the bed. He sat in the corner and glanced at her. “Ahem, I’m not shy at all,”
“Emm hmm, I believe you,” she whispered with a secret smile. She dragged him over by his sleeve and hugged him to sleep. As she threw her legs over his, she could feel his manhood all heated up. “Ki darling, don’t forget in pregnant and due anytime,”
Long Ki growled softly and removed her legs and groping hands off of him. “Then don’t temp me dear, I—I can’t control myself around you,” he mumbled and turned back facing the walls.
Only her quiet chuckled was heard and all of a sudden a soft body hugged him from his back.
“Ki~ but I feel cold,” she whispered close to his ears, breathing warm breaths against his flushed skin.
The dragon shot up. “What! You feel cold! Get up, change your wet clothes, how could you go to bed all wet like this. I’m a fool not to notice this earlier,” he chided and dragged her down to what looked like a dresser. He opened it to find many white clothes inside. “You really like white don’t you?”
“Maybe,” Yukiya shrugged and picked out a white night wear. She subtly glanced at him and sauntered to the changing screen. The red dragon was mumbling something with a pout. “I’m pregnant.....I’m not sure how I’m going to change...if only someone could help,”
“I’ll help!!” Long Ki cheerfully went behind the changing screen. With a flushed face, he helped her change out of her wet clothes.
Yukiya was slightly disappointed that he did nothing further, yet she happily hugged his hand and pulled him over to her bed. The bed was slightly wet from her wet clothes, so she rolled closer to Long Ki and hugged him tight. His body was extremely warm. Like a furnace. With a content sigh, she hugged him back.
When she was hugging him, her sleeve lifted, revealing the lotus mark on the inside of her hand. She causally glanced at it. Then her eyes went wide. “WHAT!” she shouted and sat up.
“What? What happened? Are you in labour? Is the child coming? No, is the egg coming? Oh my god, we need hot water, towels and, and.....” Long Ki fussed over her. But she was busy gaping at her imprint.
Long Ki then realised it was a false alarm. He hugged her close and whispered, “You are thinking about Xia? Don’t worry, he would be fine. If you worry so much it bad for your health....”
“IT’S PINK!!!” Yukiya shouted in disbelief.
“Eh? What is pink?” Long Ki glanced at her mark once more; the initial blue lotus had turned a slight hue of pink. “So?” he whispered confusedly.
Yukiya slowly faced with her mouth agape. “I—it means....they...they did it.....”
Long Ki was even more confused. “Who? Who did it with who?”
“XIA AND THAT GUYY. They did it!!! ahhhh, I’m gonna castrate that man for touching my child!!” she screeched.
They say that during pregnancy the emotions fluctuate rapidly. And the red dragon experienced it firsthand. His shoulders ached from all the lovely ‘pounding’ his lover had inflicted on him. He glanced at her, biting her duvet and peering vengefully at her imprint. That’s when he knew. He should never cross his lover. She might actually castrate him. He hid his manhood carefully with his hand and consoled her.
Other realm:
“Aaachooo,” Long Aotian sneezed loudly. He wiped his snotty nose with a towel and peered down at his worried lover. “I’m sure it’s just a cold. Don’t worry, darling,”
“But you never get sick. I’m sure someone is scolding you badly,” Xia whispered, helping him wipe his nose.
Aotian chuckled and kissed the back of his hand. “When my lover is here, who dares scold me, huh?”
“Yeah, I will beat them up,” Xia said, raising his clenched fist.
It was not intimidating the least. He looked like a playful beast as he waved his fists around.
“Baby, come here,” Long beckoned him close.
Xia nodded and picked up the cup from the table. He walked over to the bed and snuggled against him.
“Why don’t you....drink this later.” Long tried plucking the coffee mug out of his hand. But Xia had a firm grip around it.
“No, I love this. I want to drink it more,” he cheerfully whispered.
Long sighed. He glanced at the deadly drink and cussed the demon for giving it to his lover. Last night Xia had insisted that he wanted this drink and drank about three mugs full. All night he ended up jumping around so much that it gave Long a pounding headache.
‘He is like a child in sugar rush,’ he thought, trying to slowly pluck it out to his hand.
When Xia was distracted, Long kissed him abruptly. The little crayfish was so startled that he lost his grip on the mug.
Taking this chance, Long took the mug and threw it into Xia’s space ring. He pushed his lover on the bed and ate him again.
Xia pounded at Long’s back with a pout. “You said you won’t overdo it.” he whined.
“Ey, but who was the one who shouted faster, faster,” Aotian imitated his lover’s cries.
Xia pounced on him and closed his mouth. “You...you bully me,” he whispered with a small smile.
“Hmm, I think its heavenly retribution. You fed me rotten fish before, now you got eaten,” Long whispered, pulling his chubby cheeks. His elastic skin felt so soft in his hands that he wanted to keep pinching.
Xia swatted his hands away and rolled out of bed. He sat on the windowsill and gazed out at the evening sun. “I really need my coffee,” he whispered and picked up the mug from his space ring. But there was something rolling next to it.
It was a small pink pearl that he picked up from the park.
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