Fanxing/Kray Drabbles (1-5)
Title: Fanxing/Kray Drabbles
Pairing: Fanxing
Rating: G to NC-17
Genres: Romance, Fluff, Slice of Life, Domestic AU, College AU, Smut, Fantasy, Canon, School Life, Peking Opera AU, Hurt Comfort,
Length: Drabbles (Less than 1k words)
Disclaimer: I unfortunately don’t own Yifan, Yixing or any of the celebrities mentioned in these drabbles
Warning/s: unbeta’d
Notes: Sometimes I write things that are not long enough to be considered a one-shot and don’t exactly have much plot in it. So I’ve decided to do this instead. I might use some of them in future fics but for now they’ll be stored here as drabbles. :) Leave a comment. :)
Good Morning | domestic au | 528w
It’s quiet in their bedroom, dead silent until the sounds register in his brain; the ticking of the clock, the raindrops falling and the birds chirping from the outside can be heard with the occasional sound of cars or airplanes.
It’s quite the Sunday Yifan is expecting with Yixing just snuggled to his chest, the bed weather causing them to crave for more warmth. This is enough for him, just to have Yixing close and secure in his arms; his whole world wrapped tightly within his arms, never to let go.
From above he can only see the tip of Yixing’s nose and part of his forehead but he doesn’t need to see to know that his boyfriend’s lashes are splayed against his cheekbones, that his plump lips are parted as he lets out breaths of air that directly warm Yifan’s chest. Yifan has seen that face so many times he can describe it down to the smallest detail. He’s seen it so many times yet he always wants to look at it, Yixing’s most peaceful expression.
He redirects his attention from the clock that says it’s already 8am, even if the lack of sunlight tells him otherwise, to Yixing’s even breathing, hoping to get more sleep than he usually gets. Soon enough his eyes are heavy with sleep again with nothing but Yixing’s breathing lulling him to dreamland.
<•>
Yixing has never been one to sleep in because he likes being up and doing something but Yifan feels too warm and too good to let go.
He cracks an eye open and there’s a lack of light seeping into their room. He assumes it’s still too early in the morning but then he hears the howling of the wind from the outside that tells him otherwise. He looks at their clock and it says nine-thirty.
For a minute, he panicked that he might be late for his class but the hand wrapped tightly around his shoulder assures him that no, he isn’t. If he was, Yifan shouldn’t be here and if he still was then the older would be dragging his body to the shower already.
He takes this moment to look up and watch Yifan sleep. It’s a rare opportunity, considering the fact that the older is always the first to wake up even on Sundays. So Yixing takes it all in, how Yifan’s usually creased forehead is smooth with no hints of stress, how his nose is just as magnificent even in the low light, how his eyes are closed with his long lashes resting on his cheekbones, how his lips are slightly parted as he produces light snores that Yixing thinks are cute, how his whole body is so relaxed, so un-Yifan in many sense but is still Yifan. He removes his arm from around Yifan’s waist and lightly trails his forefinger from Yifan’s forehead to his lips before pulling himself up to give those same lips a light peck.
“Good morning.” He whispers against Yifan’s lips and the hand that has fallen from his shoulder to his waist tightens before loosening.
“Mornin’.” The older greets back and the whole room falls silent again.
Exposed | smut | 384w
Yixing is already exhausted. He can feel his bangs sticking to his forehead, the sweat sliding down his arms and how his legs is starting to lose strength but he doesn’t stop. He just keeps going, hearing the man below him groan in pleasure is his fuel.
Yifan, on the other hand, is just enjoying everything. He has his hands on Yixing’s hips to help guide him as the younger rides him like a pro. But when he suspects his lover’s legs are about to give up he presses on Yixing’s hip bones firmly the next time he comes back down. He splays a hand over Yixing’s back before pushing him down until the younger is close to his chest. Yixing eagerly attaches his lips to Yifan’s.
The older indulges his boyfriend and let’s Yixing suck the breath out of him. When the younger is done kissing the life out of him, he tries to straighten up again but Yifan doesn’t allow him. He wraps his arms around Yixing’s body and pistons up, using all the leverage he can get to power his way up and thrust hard into Yixing. The younger can do nothing but scream Yifan’s name as he feels the tip of his lover’s cock rub on his prostate with every thrust.
Yixing is already close as evidenced by his nails digging on Yifan’s scalp and shoulder. It’s not surprising especially when they’ve been at it for almost an hour and a half already, stopping themselves from reaching their peak just when they’re about to cum. But Yifan thinks they’ve had enough orgasm denial for the night. He pulls Yixing closer than ever, feeling the younger’s dick trapped between their stomachs and hoping the friction and his cock would be enough to make the younger cum.
“F-Fan! Fan! Ohhh Fan!” Yixing releases between them with a high-pitched moan and he easily follows next, nutting inside the condom just when he feels the younger’s release hit his stomach.
Yixing continues moaning shamelessly, loud and high-pitched as Yifan keeps pounding in him to ride out their orgasm.
The walls are thin but they never really cared about their neighbors hearing their nightly rituals. The thought of being heard only makes the sex better for them; it makes them feel exposed but not really.
Hello | college au | 429w
The day is not going well for Yifan.
He’s sure he failed that Calculus test because he woke up thirty minutes late causing him to start his test forty minutes later than everybody else. He should not have listened to Lu Han. He should not have gone to the football team’s party last night. He should not have gone and drank too much because then he would not have woken up late and with a really bad hangover.
His next class is not until later in the afternoon so he decides to go back to his room for the mean time and get some sleep. And hopefully wake up in time to get to his class.
He’s surprised though when he sees a lump on his bed. He was in a hurry this morning that he didn’t notice that there was another body on his bed. All that was going through his head was how he was already so late, abandoning taking a shower by just throwing his clothes from yesterday and gargling.
He stays frozen on the entryway while his brain tries to make sense of everything.
Now that he is more aware and his brain is clear of numbers and formulas, he realizes that the shirt he is wearing is too small and too tight for his body. When he looks down on the floor he sees his shirt lying on top of grey sweatpants that isn’t his.
Suddenly the lump on the bed moves and arms stretch out of his white blanket. Then the covers are drawn down to reveal a brunette who Yifan knows is completely naked even if only his chest is revealed at the moment.
He is not so mad at Lu Han anymore and he doesn’t regret going to the party when he remembers that he was officially introduced to the new Chinese student from the dance department.
The boy on the bed rubs his eyes and yawns and Yifan can’t help the little skip of his heart beat at how cute he is. When the boy slowly opens his eyes they dart around the unfamiliar room before landing and staying on Yifan’s frozen form.
“Hello.” His sweet, gentle voice pulls Yifan back to reality and then he smiles, his dimples causing the older’s eyes to open wide.
The person, Yixing, he remembers now, is still smiling at him and his dimple seems to become more prominent the more Yifan looks at him.
With a hesitant smile and a shaky wave, Yifan quietly replies: “Hi.”
Things just started looking up for Yifan.
Blow | smut | 531w
The blinds are drawn shut and the lights are switched off. It all heightens Yixing’s senses and makes him even more sensitive than he already is.
Everything else is quiet except for himself and the man below him making those lewd sounds. Yixing can hear the sofa chair squeak underneath him every time his body moves. He’s splayed out horizontally on the chair with his head on one of the armrest and his legs dangling on the other end.
Yixing is trying his best not to be too loud, keeping his hands firmly locked in place over his mouth to prevent any noise from coming out. But Yifan is just too good at what he’s doing for him not to let out a little whimper when he feels the older lick down from his balls to his hole.
Yifan repeats this torture over and over, licking Yixing’s entrance for a while before going back up to suck his cock. It’s a pleasure to him to know that he can make Yixing crumble with just his mouth.
It doesn’t take too long for Yixing to reach out and try to pull Yifan’s head away from his cock. The older does pull away, releasing Yixing’s cock from his mouth with a pop.
“Did you like that, baby?” Yifan places a gentle kiss on Yixing’s hand before diving back down to focus on the younger’s entrance this time; amazed every time he feels it twitch under his tongue.
Yifan sucks one of Yixing’s balls in his mouth before popping the other in his mouth as well. Both of Yixing’s hands fly down to pull at his platinum blonde hair. He hears the sofa squeak and he lifts his eyes up to see Yixing’s body arching away from the chair, so beautiful and so seductive, it does nothing to the tent forming beneath Yifan’s pants.
He once more takes Yixing’s cock in his mouth but this time he goes all the way down, swallowing every inch of his boyfriend until his nose is brushing on pubic hairs.
“Ahhh…Fan…” Yixing lets out a moan and Yifan feels satisfied that he can finally hear the younger’s voice without it being muffled by his hands.
“Am…c-cu-” Yixing doesn’t get to finish his sentence as a high-pitched scream rips through his throat as his cum shoots down Yifan’s throat. He doesn’t have time to process the fact that Yifan just swallowed his cum when he enters a state of ecstasy brought about by his boyfriend’s mouth.
Once he has milked Yixing dry and swallowed every drop of cum, Yifan pulls away while kissing his boyfriend’s inner thighs. He smirks at the sight of debauched Yixing on the sofa who is panting heavily with his eyes shut tight. When the younger opens his eyes and readjusts to see Yifan, the older swipes the little mix of saliva and cum dribbling down his chin with his thumb, leans down and makes him suck it. Yixing takes the finger in his mouth, holding Yifan’s hand in place with both of his and hums around his boyfriend’s thumb with half-lidded eyes.
When Yifan pulls his finger away, Yixing whines: “Do me now, Daddy.”
Fated | fantasy | 990w
Emerald green eyes meet his sapphire blue ones and he holds it, showing no fear for the huge creature before him. Yixing has heard of them, the great, elusive and - might he add - majestic creatures, the dragons. He has never seen one before, only heard of stories of their powers and their greatness. He doesn’t move an inch as he keeps eye contact with the dragon, a god to most, a fairytale to him. But not anymore.
The serpentine creature leans closer to Yixing, the human only flinches when he realizes that the dragon’s snout is just an inch away from his face. He can feel the dragon’s hot and moist breaths right on his face.
And then he hears a low rumble.
At first he thought it was just a horde of animals who go around in flocks but he hears it again, much louder this time and he can’t deny that it came from the dragon as he puffs of white smoke come out from the creature’s nostrils. His eyes widen in surprise when he feels the dragon’s pair of long golden whiskers curl around his hands. The dragon slowly lifts his right hand to place it over his snout before letting go to curl the same whisker around Yixing’s waist to pull the human closer.
Yixing carefully pets the dragon’s snout and he’s taken aback when he hears the great creature purr under his touch. He doesn’t say anything about it or how peculiar everything is in general and just keeps petting the dragon, always amazed at the creature’s reaction. The purring seems to be getting louder and he can’t help but marvel at how tame the beast has become.
The dragon is so relaxed that his long winding body that was once floating in the air is slowly slithering around the ground, the same ground that Yixing is standing on. It curls around itself once his whole body is on land.
In a matter of seconds, a mist has surrounded Yixing and the dragon and the next second that the human places his hand down to pet the dragon he feels nothing. He is sure the creature is just there. He looks around but the mist is clouding his vision. He tries to swat it away and fortunately it decides to clear just as fast as it appeared.
In the middle of the clearing where he stumbled upon the dragon minutes ago, stands a tall man with emerald green eyes, his hair a golden blonde and parts of his body is covered in scales of green and gold. His eyes are trained to Yixing’s and even before the human can move, he walks closer to him, trapping Yixing with his gaze. The human can feel his cheeks burning and his eyes darting away from the naked form walking to his direction.
Yixing doesn’t have time to step back or run away when the man, who he thinks is the same dragon he encountered, kneels down and takes his hand to give it a kiss.
The dragon looks up and without letting go of Yixing’s hand says: “I’ve been looking all over for you.”
Yixing has no reaction, he doesn’t know how to. He just keeps staring at the man before him with wide owl eyes.
“I don’t…” Yixing shakes his head, trying to find reason as to what is happening to him.
This must be a dream, Yixing thinks as he looks at the scales shimmering under the sunlight.
He watches as the man stands back up and traces a finger over his necklace. The heirloom is a red diamond sitting in the middle of an obsidian. It is hanging around Yixing’s neck, hidden underneath his clothes. Yixing doesn’t know much about the necklace just that it is supposed to keep him safe and he vaguely remembers his grandmother saying: “It will lead your fated one to you.”
“Only a royal descendant of the Leporidae can tame and claim a royal descendant of the Dragons.” The taller explains as he takes both of Yixing’s hands in his much larger ones, the human noting the golden scales on the back of his hands.
“You’re saying…”
“You are the only one in your family that has those beautiful sapphire blue eyes, am I right?” The dragon asks and Yixing isn’t even baffled by the fact that he knows such a detail about a person he has only met. It also makes him feel inadequate for not knowing much about the taller save for what he has heard from the villagers.
“Come with me and be my companion.” The dragon proposes with eyes that seem to be pleading to Yixing.
“I don’t even know your name, dragon.” Yixing utters, hoping he had not offended the great creature.
“My name is Yifan.” He answers after a beat, gently squeezing Yixing’s hands in his.
“I am…”
“Zhang Yixing.” The dragon cuts him off but he can’t protest about it when he sees the man smile to reveal perfect pearly whites which were thankfully not sharp enough to hurt anyone. He thinks of how the dragon knows all of these information and as if he read his mind, the dragon simply answers:
“We belong to each other, your thoughts are mine as well.” Yifan taps his pointer finger to his temple twice to show proof.
“But how come…” Yixing is at a loss for words, he thinks it is unfair that he cannot do the same. Yifan lifts his chin up and coos at him not to worry about it.
“Once you’ve accepted your true form and once we have completely mated then you will be able to read mine as well.” Yifan continues to explain but Yixing’s brain seemed to have stopped at the word mated. His flabbergasted expression has Yifan letting out a chuckle before telling him: “You need not worry, my love. It will come in time.”
A/N: This drabble was inspired by this fanart of a dragon and a bunny*^^*
Fanxing/Kray Drabbles 5-10
Pairing: Fanxing
Rating: G to NC-17
Genres: Romance, Fluff, Slice of Life, Domestic AU, College AU, Smut, Fantasy, Canon, School Life, Peking Opera AU, Hurt Comfort,
Length: Drabbles (Less than 1k words)
Disclaimer: I unfortunately don’t own Yifan, Yixing or any of the celebrities mentioned in these drabbles
Warning/s: unbeta’d
Notes: Sometimes I write things that are not long enough to be considered a one-shot and don’t exactly have much plot in it. So I’ve decided to do this instead. I might use some of them in future fics but for now they’ll be stored here as drabbles. :) Leave a comment. :)
Good Morning | domestic au | 528w
It’s quiet in their bedroom, dead silent until the sounds register in his brain; the ticking of the clock, the raindrops falling and the birds chirping from the outside can be heard with the occasional sound of cars or airplanes.
It’s quite the Sunday Yifan is expecting with Yixing just snuggled to his chest, the bed weather causing them to crave for more warmth. This is enough for him, just to have Yixing close and secure in his arms; his whole world wrapped tightly within his arms, never to let go.
From above he can only see the tip of Yixing’s nose and part of his forehead but he doesn’t need to see to know that his boyfriend’s lashes are splayed against his cheekbones, that his plump lips are parted as he lets out breaths of air that directly warm Yifan’s chest. Yifan has seen that face so many times he can describe it down to the smallest detail. He’s seen it so many times yet he always wants to look at it, Yixing’s most peaceful expression.
He redirects his attention from the clock that says it’s already 8am, even if the lack of sunlight tells him otherwise, to Yixing’s even breathing, hoping to get more sleep than he usually gets. Soon enough his eyes are heavy with sleep again with nothing but Yixing’s breathing lulling him to dreamland.
<•>
Yixing has never been one to sleep in because he likes being up and doing something but Yifan feels too warm and too good to let go.
He cracks an eye open and there’s a lack of light seeping into their room. He assumes it’s still too early in the morning but then he hears the howling of the wind from the outside that tells him otherwise. He looks at their clock and it says nine-thirty.
For a minute, he panicked that he might be late for his class but the hand wrapped tightly around his shoulder assures him that no, he isn’t. If he was, Yifan shouldn’t be here and if he still was then the older would be dragging his body to the shower already.
He takes this moment to look up and watch Yifan sleep. It’s a rare opportunity, considering the fact that the older is always the first to wake up even on Sundays. So Yixing takes it all in, how Yifan’s usually creased forehead is smooth with no hints of stress, how his nose is just as magnificent even in the low light, how his eyes are closed with his long lashes resting on his cheekbones, how his lips are slightly parted as he produces light snores that Yixing thinks are cute, how his whole body is so relaxed, so un-Yifan in many sense but is still Yifan. He removes his arm from around Yifan’s waist and lightly trails his forefinger from Yifan’s forehead to his lips before pulling himself up to give those same lips a light peck.
“Good morning.” He whispers against Yifan’s lips and the hand that has fallen from his shoulder to his waist tightens before loosening.
“Mornin’.” The older greets back and the whole room falls silent again.
Exposed | smut | 384w
Yixing is already exhausted. He can feel his bangs sticking to his forehead, the sweat sliding down his arms and how his legs is starting to lose strength but he doesn’t stop. He just keeps going, hearing the man below him groan in pleasure is his fuel.
Yifan, on the other hand, is just enjoying everything. He has his hands on Yixing’s hips to help guide him as the younger rides him like a pro. But when he suspects his lover’s legs are about to give up he presses on Yixing’s hip bones firmly the next time he comes back down. He splays a hand over Yixing’s back before pushing him down until the younger is close to his chest. Yixing eagerly attaches his lips to Yifan’s.
The older indulges his boyfriend and let’s Yixing suck the breath out of him. When the younger is done kissing the life out of him, he tries to straighten up again but Yifan doesn’t allow him. He wraps his arms around Yixing’s body and pistons up, using all the leverage he can get to power his way up and thrust hard into Yixing. The younger can do nothing but scream Yifan’s name as he feels the tip of his lover’s cock rub on his prostate with every thrust.
Yixing is already close as evidenced by his nails digging on Yifan’s scalp and shoulder. It’s not surprising especially when they’ve been at it for almost an hour and a half already, stopping themselves from reaching their peak just when they’re about to cum. But Yifan thinks they’ve had enough orgasm denial for the night. He pulls Yixing closer than ever, feeling the younger’s dick trapped between their stomachs and hoping the friction and his cock would be enough to make the younger cum.
“F-Fan! Fan! Ohhh Fan!” Yixing releases between them with a high-pitched moan and he easily follows next, nutting inside the condom just when he feels the younger’s release hit his stomach.
Yixing continues moaning shamelessly, loud and high-pitched as Yifan keeps pounding in him to ride out their orgasm.
The walls are thin but they never really cared about their neighbors hearing their nightly rituals. The thought of being heard only makes the sex better for them; it makes them feel exposed but not really.
Hello | college au | 429w
The day is not going well for Yifan.
He’s sure he failed that Calculus test because he woke up thirty minutes late causing him to start his test forty minutes later than everybody else. He should not have listened to Lu Han. He should not have gone to the football team’s party last night. He should not have gone and drank too much because then he would not have woken up late and with a really bad hangover.
His next class is not until later in the afternoon so he decides to go back to his room for the mean time and get some sleep. And hopefully wake up in time to get to his class.
He’s surprised though when he sees a lump on his bed. He was in a hurry this morning that he didn’t notice that there was another body on his bed. All that was going through his head was how he was already so late, abandoning taking a shower by just throwing his clothes from yesterday and gargling.
He stays frozen on the entryway while his brain tries to make sense of everything.
Now that he is more aware and his brain is clear of numbers and formulas, he realizes that the shirt he is wearing is too small and too tight for his body. When he looks down on the floor he sees his shirt lying on top of grey sweatpants that isn’t his.
Suddenly the lump on the bed moves and arms stretch out of his white blanket. Then the covers are drawn down to reveal a brunette who Yifan knows is completely naked even if only his chest is revealed at the moment.
He is not so mad at Lu Han anymore and he doesn’t regret going to the party when he remembers that he was officially introduced to the new Chinese student from the dance department.
The boy on the bed rubs his eyes and yawns and Yifan can’t help the little skip of his heart beat at how cute he is. When the boy slowly opens his eyes they dart around the unfamiliar room before landing and staying on Yifan’s frozen form.
“Hello.” His sweet, gentle voice pulls Yifan back to reality and then he smiles, his dimples causing the older’s eyes to open wide.
The person, Yixing, he remembers now, is still smiling at him and his dimple seems to become more prominent the more Yifan looks at him.
With a hesitant smile and a shaky wave, Yifan quietly replies: “Hi.”
Things just started looking up for Yifan.
Blow | smut | 531w
The blinds are drawn shut and the lights are switched off. It all heightens Yixing’s senses and makes him even more sensitive than he already is.
Everything else is quiet except for himself and the man below him making those lewd sounds. Yixing can hear the sofa chair squeak underneath him every time his body moves. He’s splayed out horizontally on the chair with his head on one of the armrest and his legs dangling on the other end.
Yixing is trying his best not to be too loud, keeping his hands firmly locked in place over his mouth to prevent any noise from coming out. But Yifan is just too good at what he’s doing for him not to let out a little whimper when he feels the older lick down from his balls to his hole.
Yifan repeats this torture over and over, licking Yixing’s entrance for a while before going back up to suck his cock. It’s a pleasure to him to know that he can make Yixing crumble with just his mouth.
It doesn’t take too long for Yixing to reach out and try to pull Yifan’s head away from his cock. The older does pull away, releasing Yixing’s cock from his mouth with a pop.
“Did you like that, baby?” Yifan places a gentle kiss on Yixing’s hand before diving back down to focus on the younger’s entrance this time; amazed every time he feels it twitch under his tongue.
Yifan sucks one of Yixing’s balls in his mouth before popping the other in his mouth as well. Both of Yixing’s hands fly down to pull at his platinum blonde hair. He hears the sofa squeak and he lifts his eyes up to see Yixing’s body arching away from the chair, so beautiful and so seductive, it does nothing to the tent forming beneath Yifan’s pants.
He once more takes Yixing’s cock in his mouth but this time he goes all the way down, swallowing every inch of his boyfriend until his nose is brushing on pubic hairs.
“Ahhh…Fan…” Yixing lets out a moan and Yifan feels satisfied that he can finally hear the younger’s voice without it being muffled by his hands.
“Am…c-cu-” Yixing doesn’t get to finish his sentence as a high-pitched scream rips through his throat as his cum shoots down Yifan’s throat. He doesn’t have time to process the fact that Yifan just swallowed his cum when he enters a state of ecstasy brought about by his boyfriend’s mouth.
Once he has milked Yixing dry and swallowed every drop of cum, Yifan pulls away while kissing his boyfriend’s inner thighs. He smirks at the sight of debauched Yixing on the sofa who is panting heavily with his eyes shut tight. When the younger opens his eyes and readjusts to see Yifan, the older swipes the little mix of saliva and cum dribbling down his chin with his thumb, leans down and makes him suck it. Yixing takes the finger in his mouth, holding Yifan’s hand in place with both of his and hums around his boyfriend’s thumb with half-lidded eyes.
When Yifan pulls his finger away, Yixing whines: “Do me now, Daddy.”
Fated | fantasy | 990w
Emerald green eyes meet his sapphire blue ones and he holds it, showing no fear for the huge creature before him. Yixing has heard of them, the great, elusive and - might he add - majestic creatures, the dragons. He has never seen one before, only heard of stories of their powers and their greatness. He doesn’t move an inch as he keeps eye contact with the dragon, a god to most, a fairytale to him. But not anymore.
The serpentine creature leans closer to Yixing, the human only flinches when he realizes that the dragon’s snout is just an inch away from his face. He can feel the dragon’s hot and moist breaths right on his face.
And then he hears a low rumble.
At first he thought it was just a horde of animals who go around in flocks but he hears it again, much louder this time and he can’t deny that it came from the dragon as he puffs of white smoke come out from the creature’s nostrils. His eyes widen in surprise when he feels the dragon’s pair of long golden whiskers curl around his hands. The dragon slowly lifts his right hand to place it over his snout before letting go to curl the same whisker around Yixing’s waist to pull the human closer.
Yixing carefully pets the dragon’s snout and he’s taken aback when he hears the great creature purr under his touch. He doesn’t say anything about it or how peculiar everything is in general and just keeps petting the dragon, always amazed at the creature’s reaction. The purring seems to be getting louder and he can’t help but marvel at how tame the beast has become.
The dragon is so relaxed that his long winding body that was once floating in the air is slowly slithering around the ground, the same ground that Yixing is standing on. It curls around itself once his whole body is on land.
In a matter of seconds, a mist has surrounded Yixing and the dragon and the next second that the human places his hand down to pet the dragon he feels nothing. He is sure the creature is just there. He looks around but the mist is clouding his vision. He tries to swat it away and fortunately it decides to clear just as fast as it appeared.
In the middle of the clearing where he stumbled upon the dragon minutes ago, stands a tall man with emerald green eyes, his hair a golden blonde and parts of his body is covered in scales of green and gold. His eyes are trained to Yixing’s and even before the human can move, he walks closer to him, trapping Yixing with his gaze. The human can feel his cheeks burning and his eyes darting away from the naked form walking to his direction.
Yixing doesn’t have time to step back or run away when the man, who he thinks is the same dragon he encountered, kneels down and takes his hand to give it a kiss.
The dragon looks up and without letting go of Yixing’s hand says: “I’ve been looking all over for you.”
Yixing has no reaction, he doesn’t know how to. He just keeps staring at the man before him with wide owl eyes.
“I don’t…” Yixing shakes his head, trying to find reason as to what is happening to him.
This must be a dream, Yixing thinks as he looks at the scales shimmering under the sunlight.
He watches as the man stands back up and traces a finger over his necklace. The heirloom is a red diamond sitting in the middle of an obsidian. It is hanging around Yixing’s neck, hidden underneath his clothes. Yixing doesn’t know much about the necklace just that it is supposed to keep him safe and he vaguely remembers his grandmother saying: “It will lead your fated one to you.”
“Only a royal descendant of the Leporidae can tame and claim a royal descendant of the Dragons.” The taller explains as he takes both of Yixing’s hands in his much larger ones, the human noting the golden scales on the back of his hands.
“You’re saying…”
“You are the only one in your family that has those beautiful sapphire blue eyes, am I right?” The dragon asks and Yixing isn’t even baffled by the fact that he knows such a detail about a person he has only met. It also makes him feel inadequate for not knowing much about the taller save for what he has heard from the villagers.
“Come with me and be my companion.” The dragon proposes with eyes that seem to be pleading to Yixing.
“I don’t even know your name, dragon.” Yixing utters, hoping he had not offended the great creature.
“My name is Yifan.” He answers after a beat, gently squeezing Yixing’s hands in his.
“I am…”
“Zhang Yixing.” The dragon cuts him off but he can’t protest about it when he sees the man smile to reveal perfect pearly whites which were thankfully not sharp enough to hurt anyone. He thinks of how the dragon knows all of these information and as if he read his mind, the dragon simply answers:
“We belong to each other, your thoughts are mine as well.” Yifan taps his pointer finger to his temple twice to show proof.
“But how come…” Yixing is at a loss for words, he thinks it is unfair that he cannot do the same. Yifan lifts his chin up and coos at him not to worry about it.
“Once you’ve accepted your true form and once we have completely mated then you will be able to read mine as well.” Yifan continues to explain but Yixing’s brain seemed to have stopped at the word mated. His flabbergasted expression has Yifan letting out a chuckle before telling him: “You need not worry, my love. It will come in time.”
A/N: This drabble was inspired by this fanart of a dragon and a bunny*^^*
Fanxing/Kray Drabbles 5-10