CHAPTER 119

His cock jumped, and a dribble of pre-cum spilled free. It glistened under the light of the room, and then Yuki scooped it up with her nail and smeared it across Quetzalli's breasts. It shimmered like body glitter.

"You should tell him," she continued. "Tell him how you want to wear it like a badge of honor. To let everyone know that these breasts belong to him."

Quetzalli looked confused and lowered her voice. "Should I keep acting embarrassed when I say it? I'm getting mixed signals."

Yuki rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Roleplay means to roll with it. The brain is the best erogenous zone, so go stimulate it."

Dana stopped growling, as if listening.

"You know what? I'm so horny right now that I don't care if it's embarrassing." Quetzalli smirked at Mike. "Do you like seeing my boobs, Mike? They're pretty amazing, aren't they? But do you know what would make them better? If you could glaze them with your sperm. Bust your load all over them and pile it high like a big cumulonimbus--ow!"

Yuki cleared her throat and moved her hand away from where she had pinched Quetzalli's side.

"Sorry, I forgot." The dragon rolled her eyes. "It's just that all that lightning excites me."

At the word lightning, Mike felt a burst of energy inside his hips. He gasped, then groaned when a small surge of cum leaked from the head of his cock.

"What just happened?" Yuki asked, her hands moving fast. She scooped up the cum on her fingers and froze it immediately.

"Oh, Mike, I'm sorry, I shocked him...inside." Quetzalli looked horrified, but Mike couldn't concentrate. Purple tendrils of light manifested along his belly and then vanished back into his body. His left leg twitched, no longer feeling heavy.

"Do that again," he said, his limbs suddenly warm. "Please," he added.

Quetzalli looked at Yuki, who shrugged.

"It's his ass," she replied, then put Mike's frozen semen into a cup that she had set aside. "If the man wants some sparks, give him some sparks."

Quetzalli stroked him some more, and then the surging energy returned. Mike groaned as each zap made his whole groin tense up. In sporadic bursts, he pumped more cum into Yuki's hands, and all of it went into the cup.

"We may have enough," Yuki said. "But keep going, just in case." She moved to the floor where Abella had Dana pinned and pulled the tape away from her mouth. "It's time for your medicine."

Dana snapped at her, but Yuki tossed the first sperm shard into the zombie's mouth. It sparkled in the light before vanishing down her throat. One piece clearly wasn't enough, so Yuki kept at it. Each piece disappeared into Dana's mouth, and some semblance of sanity returned as her eyes focused on Yuki.

"More," she demanded, her voice a throaty growl.

Mike gasped, then blew another load. His magic was manifesting along his fingertips now and his belly was covered in a thin layer of spooge. Quetzalli, clearly proud of herself, kept at it. With a grunt, Mike flexed his legs and his cock expanded to its full, proud length.

"Well, would you look at that?" Yuki smirked at him from across the room. "Looks like we can get you what you need straight from the tap."

"Please don't," Mike said with a whimper. "She may bite me. Besides, I don't think she would want us taking advantage of her situation like this."

Yuki laughed. "Gods, no, we aren't putting anything near her mouth. While she was still coherent, Dana told us to do whatever was necessary to bring her back." Her face went serious. "Truly. She's afraid that going feral may become a one-way process. So let's help her the best way we can. Abella?"

The gargoyle nodded, then stood and pulled Dana off the floor. The zombie started struggling again, her mittened hands bouncing off of stone as she was moved toward the bed. Dana took a deep sniff, and her gaze locked on Mike's cock. Her face was now gray with mottled pink patches that were already fading.

"She's dying faster than we can feed her." Yuki grabbed Dana's legs and pulled them over Mike's waist. "If we want to break the cycle, we're going to need you to--oh!"

With a growl, Dana mounted Mike, his cock sliding into her with little resistance. She leaned forward and snapped at his face, held back only by Abella, while her hips moved of their own volition.

"I've got it." Yuki leaned around the bed and came back with a roll of duct tape. She put it over Dana's mouth and made sure to flatten it along her cheeks. "Just to be safe."

Dana's body was cold while his own felt like it was on fire. With another zap from Quetzalli, he cried out and shot a small load into Dana. The sparks along his body crawled onto her thighs and then vanished.

Dana's eyes went wide and her growls turned into grunts as she tried to ride him. She flailed at him with her hands, but the oven mitts were adequate protection. Abella continued to hold the zombie away from his face. Yuki moved onto the floor because there was no longer enough room for her.

"Keep going, you're doing great," she told him from the side of the bed.

Between Quetzalli shocking his ass and Dana riding him, he didn't need any encouragement. His pelvis tightened as Quetzalli triggered another micro-orgasm, sending a cascade of sparks along his belly once more. A few of them lingered on Dana, then flowed back into him. Somehow, this only made his cock harder.