Pregnant During An Apocalypse [BL]-Chapter 251 - Big anaconda

Shao didn’t waste a second.

With Jai still trembling in his arms, he leaned down, his mouth hot and hungry as it closed around Jai’s other nipple. This time, he didn’t start slow. He sucked hard, lips sealing tight around the sensitive bud, tongue flicking and circling mercilessly.

Jai screamed again, louder this time.

"Sha—ah! Nn—nngh!"

His hands clutched at Shao’s shoulders, fingernails digging in, his body arching beautifully into the attention. The intensity of the sensation was too much—sharp, hot, overwhelming—and Jai couldn’t stop the steady stream of moans pouring from his lips.

Shao growled low in his throat, vibrations rumbling against Jai’s chest. He pulled off the swollen nipple with a wet pop, leaving it glistening and red, and immediately surged up to kiss Jai again.

This kiss was different.

It was possessive. Fierce.

A claiming.

Their lips crashed together, messy and fevered, tongues tangling as Shao devoured him. Jai melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Shao’s neck, clinging like he couldn’t stand to be apart for even a breath. His legs locked tighter around Shao’s waist, and Shao held him firm—his hand splayed across Jai’s bare back, the other gripping his thigh.

Then—

CLATTER.

A loud metallic crash echoed through the aisle.

Shao tore away from the kiss, eyes wild, body tense. Instinct kicked in before thought—he immediately hugged Jai close, one hand supporting under his thigh, the other pressing protectively to the back of his head. Jai barely had time to react before Shao turned his body, shielding him completely.

In the aisle entrance stood—

"Zei?" Jai blinked in disbelief.

The man in question stood frozen mid-step, a spoon hanging stupidly from his mouth, a tub of melted ice cream dripping at his feet.

He looked... stunned.

Zei had come looking for something sweet, wandering away from the others toward the familiar supermarket near the pharmacy. He’d heard a moan—then a crash. Curiosity got the better of him.

And now... here he was.

Facing that.

Jai’s flushed body bare to the waist, clinging to Shao like a lifeline. Shao’s shirt ruffled and wrinkled, his mouth still wet with kisses, arms cradling Jai like a possessive predator guarding his prize.

The tension snapped.

Zei coughed, removing the spoon awkwardly. "I... uh. I didn’t mean to—" He glanced away quickly, cheeks tinged red. "Sorry."

Shao didn’t reply.

His head turned slowly, his eyes glinting—a sharp, inhuman grey overtaking the black. His jaw clenched, nostrils flaring.

"Leave," Shao growled, voice low and guttural.

Zei blinked. "I—"

Before he could finish, his body jerked.

His legs moved on their own, turning him around. His hands dropped the spoon and the tub. Confused, he tried to stop himself—but it was like someone had cut off access to his limbs. His body didn’t listen.

"W-What the hell?" Zei mumbled, taking slow, involuntary steps toward the exit.

Shao’s glowing eyes narrowed. "You didn’t see anything. You didn’t hear anything."

Zei’s eyes widened—but he kept walking, unable to resist. His footsteps echoed, retreating quickly until he was gone from sight, the door swinging shut behind him.

The silence returned.

Shao exhaled slowly, the eerie glow in his eyes fading back to black. Jai stared at him, breathless, wide-eyed, still clinging like a koala.

"Did you just—"

"Don’t worry about it," Shao muttered, voice still rough.

He glanced down at Jai, cheeks flushed, lips kiss-swollen, shirt torn open. Something primal flared again in his gaze.

"We’re not finished."

He turned and walked deeper into the back storeroom, carrying Jai easily in his arms, his steps confident and unhurried.

Jai’s heart thudded wildly in his chest.

"Wait... back there?"

Shao smirked darkly. "You started this. I’m just making sure you remember who you belong to."

The storeroom door clicked shut behind them, locking out the world and the awkward interruption. Inside, it was dim—shelves stacked with cardboard boxes, the scent of dust and packaging lingering faintly in the air. Shao pressed Jai gently against the cool wall, his hands firm around his waist, his breath still ragged from restraint and adrenaline.

But as he leaned in again—his lips brushing along Jai’s jaw, his thigh nudging between Jai’s legs—he felt it.

The shift.

Jai stiffened slightly. His hands, once eager and possessive, now hesitated. His breath caught—not with arousal, but with uncertainty.

Shao paused, immediately tuning in. His hand eased off Jai’s hip.

"...Jai?" he asked softly, the edge of heat in his voice cooling with concern.

"I—I think we should stop," Jai whispered, cheeks flaming, eyes avoiding Shao’s gaze. "This is... I don’t know. I’m embarrassed, okay?"

The words hit like a splash of cold water.

Shao nodded once, tightly. "Okay."

He stepped back. His body screamed in protest—every inch of his skin burned from the halted momentum, his blood still pounding in his ears, his pants unbearably tight. But he forced himself to breathe, jaw clenching as he tugged down his shirt to cover the raging tent between his legs.

It didn’t help.

The damn thing refused to calm down.

Shao turned slightly, trying to shield the obvious bulge, forcing his body to stay still as he ran a shaky hand through his hair.

Jai, catching the motion, glanced down instinctively.

And saw it.

His eyes widened.

Big.

Big big.

That was not a normal bulge. That was anaconda trying to break out of the zoo kind of big.

Jai’s throat bobbed as he swallowed hard.

That was supposed to go inside me?!

His mind instantly spiraled into chaos.

Waitwaitwait. I was bluffing. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t think he’d actually want to—!! And he’s... huge?! That can’t be normal, right? That’s not even fair! I’m going to die. I’ll explode. I’ll split in half like a badly-cut sandwich. What the hell, Shao!

Panic bubbled up inside him, and he covered his face with both hands.

"Stupid," he muttered into his palms. "Stupid Jai. Why did you say you’d sleep with him? Why’d you say Zei was bigger?! You don’t know—you’ve never even seen Zei’s!"

He peeked between his fingers.

Shao stood a few feet away, breathing deeply, arms crossed tightly in an effort to calm down—but even through the thin fabric of his shirt, Jai could see it. The impossible size. The outline was shameless.

It’s got a shape! A cast shadow! That’s not a bulge—that’s a warning!

Jai nearly choked on his own spit.

And the worst part?

Part of him was curious. Horrified, yes. But also... curious.

Was Shao aware of how scary that thing was? Was he just walking around carrying that casually, like some kind of sin-on-legs?

Jai turned a shade deeper red.

Shao glanced at him finally, noticing the way he was staring. His eyes narrowed faintly, voice still gravelly from restraint.

"...You sure you want to stop?"

Jai nodded quickly, too flustered to form words.

Shao gave him a wry, crooked smile—his attempt to play it cool despite his situation. "Then don’t stare like that," he muttered, adjusting his shirt again. "It’s not helping."

Jai squeaked and whipped his gaze away.

A beat of silence passed.

Then Jai groaned, face in his hands again. "God. I wanna die."