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      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Other
  Fandom:
      Rick_and_Morty
  Relationship:
      Rick_Sanchez/Morty_Smith
  Character:
      Rick_Sanchez_(Rick_and_Morty), Morty_Smith, Lizard_Rick, Lizard_Morty_
      (Scaly_Morty)
  Additional Tags:
      this_is_gross, sorry_-_Freeform, Lizard!Rick, Lizard!Morty, Medical
      Examination, Lizard_Anatomy, Reptilian_Anatomy, Hermaphroditic_Anatomy,
      birthing_scene, it's_not_that_bad_really, Morty_lays_an_egg, Fluff, Fluff
      and_Smut, Sharing_a_Bed, Cuddling_&_Snuggling, Imprinting, Living
      Together, Incest, this_fic_is_completely_self_indulgent, First_Kiss,
      First_Time, Loss_of_Virginity, Making_Love, i_guess, Ugh, this_is_so_bad,
      Diabetes, it's_not_that_deep, just_lizard_boys_in_love, Vaginal_Sex,
      Double_Penetration, Creampie, Egg_Laying, Smut, Mpreg, Kinda
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      Published: 2017-11-08 Words: 6536
****** It's Just a Rick and Morty Thing ******
by Rootallica615
Summary
     In which after graduation, Lizard Morty is assigned to a Rick that
     isn’t so different from himself, and Lizard Rick comes to terms with
     not being so alone after all these years.
Notes
     Just something I couldn’t get out of my head after seeing some bomb
     art of these two! Inspired by Tumblr users’ rickcrte/r1ckrte’s Lizard
     Rick and Morty headcannons/ask-comics, and Rammegaseed’s NSFW art
     featured on Pixiv <3<3<3 I just love how fluffy this pairing can be!
     And if y’all have read any of my other stuff you know I like my
     fluff. I also really like the idea of Lizard Rick being a softie/more
     sincere than a normal Rick to contradict his “cold bloodedness” lol.
     Anyways, sorry for the sort of rushed beginning, i.e. background/
     setting/etc., I really just wanted to get this out cause attempting
     another long or multi-chapter fic at this point would be the death of
     me =~=
     Oh and I don’t know shit about lizard anatomy. I literally made half
     of it up to suit my dirty needs aha.
     Edit: Apparently in Pocket Morty’s he is called “Scaly Morty,” but
     y’all know I’m talking about our cutie from the Ricklantis Mixup.
Lizard Morty had only known his new Rick for a little over a week since his
post-graduation assignment. Upon first sight Morty knew they would be the
perfect pair, even if it seemed a little ironic that they would be assigned to
each other. Nevertheless he was grateful. His new Rick was much nicer to him
than the last, and the two had warmed up to each other rather quickly. This
Rick was so cool, and even though he looked like a lizard, his outward
appearance was so much different than Morty’s own. He was infatuated. Morty
supposed it was normal for Rick to be annoyed at him for his clinginess and
blatant disregard for personal space, but even just after a few days they were
closer than ever.
They walked into a lower chamber of the lab in Rick’s residence. He didn’t live
with a Smith family like some did in other dimensions because Lizard People
tended to leave home as hatchlings. Morty inferred that this was the reason
Rick had never had a Morty of his own to begin with; he had really only had a
Beth for a few days because of this dynamic, and there was no telling if she
ever ended up with a Jerry or not. And so he had preferred to set up on a
mostly uninhabited planet that moved perpetually between two Red Dwarf stars.
Morty was still awestruck by the environment every time they went outside to
sunbathe. As a human-turned-Lizard-Person, Morty had only experienced Earth in
his fourteen years, and in his last had gone on few adventures with his
original Rick.
“W-what are we down here for anyways, Rick? I thought we were, you know, gonna
go on an adventure soon.” Morty’s red eyes scanned the smooth walls of the
chamber, most of the light being emitted from a wall of blue screens, and on
the opposite side, two long fluorescent lights sunning a plethora of exotic
looking plants. The room was much less sterile feeling as he thought it would
be. Rick motioned for him to sit on a short table covered with paper.
“We aren’t-- we can’t go on any adventures until I’ve examined you.” He was
already fiddling with some tubes and tools on the counter across from where
Morty was seated. If he still had sweat glands they would have definitely acted
up at hearing that.
“E-e-examine…? Like, experiments?” Morty cringed at the thought and rubbed a
hand across his arm, remembering a time when he had endured any and all
experiments performed on him by his first Rick. Lizard Rick seemed to sense his
tension and set his tools down to turn around.
“No Morty. Think of it like-- I’m going to give you a physical exam. Like at
the doctor or whatever. A-all I gotta do is some blood work to get a baseline
of your health.” He swept a hand through the air to assure Morty he wasn’t
going to hurt him. “Then I’m gonna check your physiology to make sure nothing
is out of the ordinary. Y-y-you may have been fused with a lizard but as far as
I can see, you don’t look like any species from my planet.” Morty could see him
set up a tube and a vial as he talked. He glanced back at Morty to make sure he
wasn’t freaking out too much. When he walked over with his tools, Morty
flinched slightly at the sight of the small needle. Rick took hold of one of
Morty’s arms gently and paused as he searched for a vein. “I’m not going to
inject anything, just pulling-- going to take a blood sample. If we’re gonna go
on adventures I need to make sure you don’t die from me giving you the wrong
meds for an injury or somethin’ like that, Morty.”
Morty sighed and tried to relax, looking away when the stick punctured his arm
for a few seconds. When it was over Rick secured a bandage over the small wound
and took the sample back to his counter. “Gee, Rick, I-I-- my last Rick never
cared about stuff like that…”
“Yeah well I’m not as mad as some of them out there, Morty. From what I’ve
heard your Rick was pretty f-fucked up to fuse you and then orphan you.” Morty
stared at the little bandage on his forearm and felt a slight giddiness. He had
never been handled that gently even by human doctors. “Your health is my number
one priority now Morty.” Rick turned around and gave Morty a small smile. “It’s
just us now b-- little buddy.”
He grabbed a clipboard and motioned for Morty to step down off the table and
onto an electronic scale. Morty stood as straight as he could when Rick
measured him. “I’ll bet, R-Rick, that I’ve grown a little since we met! I’m up
for a growth spurt any day now!” He smiled excitedly and watched Rick pen down
some numbers onto the paper.
“Sixty-one inches...and 112.1 pounds. Too bad, you’re average Morty height.”
Morty awed and went to take his seat back on the table. “Alright, now all you
need to do is strip and we can get this over with.”
“W-wait, what?! Um, I-I-I’m not sure--”
“Morty, I can’t give you a proper physical exam if you’re clothed. Not to make
this weird or anything but lizard anatomy can be very tricky. I need to know
how much of you is still human, and how much is reptile.” Morty stood in his
place and wrung his hands together, keeping his gaze on the tiled floor. “You,
uh...your genitalia also plays a huge role in how your physiology works now
too, so-- just relax and I’m going to make sure your organs are where they
should be.”
Morty sighed a little and complied, removing his new, official yellow T-shirt
and pants. He thought thankfully that even though he was nude and exposed, his
intromittent organ stayed internal where it belonged so Rick wouldn’t really
see it. He hopped back up on the table and Rick pushed a button to lift the
back half so Morty wouldn’t be lying completely flat. He held his knees
together shyly and let his arms rest straight at his sides, looking anywhere
but at Rick’s calculating visage. He knew even though they were closer than
most Ricks and Mortys due to animal imprinting or something Morty didn’t quite
get, now would be the absolute worst time for Morty’s body to decide to get
turned on by the slightest touch.
Rick began the exam by pressing lightly to Morty’s stomach in several places,
searching for tender spots or anything out of the ordinary. “Deep breath.”
Morty sucked in some air and held it. “Let go.” He released it slowly, feeling
some of his tension exit along with it. This wasn’t nearly as embarrassing as
he thought it would be. It almost reminded him of going to the pediatrician as
a kid, except for the part where he was nude. He was sure that would have been
illegal on Earth. When he saw Rick move to the end of the table however, his
anxiety came rushing back. “Y-you’re gonna have to uncross your legs Morty.” He
tapped one of Morty’s knees impatiently but didn’t do anything else, letting
Morty move of his own accord. Is this what girls felt like when they visited
the doctor? He unfolded his ankles and let his legs lay flat, still stiff with
shame, but he tried his best not to let on. Rick didn’t seem to have any
problem with the view and pulled Morty’s legs up under each knee so they were
spread apart like he was going to give birth. He whined quietly to himself and
closed his eyes.
“A-a-are you gonna do the, like, turn and cough t-thing?” Morty tried to
distract himself with the question.
“Well, considering you don’t have a ballsack anymore, Morty, n-no, that’s not
what I’m doing. If it makes you feel better though, you don’t need an internal
exam.” Rick went back to his clipboard and Morty felt his moment of relief
dissipate when he saw the double-- no, triple take that Rick gave. He glanced
up at Morty’s face and then back down between his legs, just staring and making
Morty more uncomfortable than he had felt for this entire physical.
“Um, i-is something wrong, R-Rick?” He turned towards the boy now with a
serious look on his face.
“Y-you didn’t think to let me in on your, uh, u-unconventional situation,
Morty?” Rick didn’t seem upset, but he looked like he was accusing Morty of
lying to him, and Morty felt a small twinge of guilt.
“I-I mean, aw jeez Rick, I’m sorry if it’s weird. I-I-I don’t know what lizard
buttholes look like or anything but-- but it seemed normal enough to me!” He
covered his face with his hands, wishing Rick would just write off how weird
his lizard genitals were and be done with this already.
“What? Morty you-- No, Morty, your other orifice. I didn’t know you had a
vaginal canal, Morty. You don’t come across parthenogenetic Lizard People, M-
Morty. We’re generally not that complex.” Morty shot up onto his elbows and
closed his legs.
“I what?! I-I-I have a what?! Rick?!” Rick gave him a confused look.
“You mean you didn’t know you had a second hole? Open up.” Morty was speechless
and before he could protest Rick was pushing his legs apart again, leaving the
boy to sputter on his own.
“But-- but how can I have a vagina Rick?! I’m a guy! Oh jeez this is insane!”
He felt a few tears well up in his eyes from the new information.
“Chill out Mort. Give me a sec to explain, will ya?” Morty rubbed his arm
across his face and Rick let him sit up and close his legs again. “It’s just a
birth canal Morty. If I had to guess, your Rick fused you with a species of
lizard that are, well, I guess in layman's terms they’re hermaphroditic.
They’re really just all females that don’t need males to lay eggs.”
“So I’m a female with a dick?” Morty wanted to cry.
“No man, you’re still male. And obviously you identify as male still, you just
have both sex organs now.” At this point Rick felt like he couldn’t explain the
situation well enough to Morty because with Lizard Person anatomy,
hermaphroditic reptiles were just ones born with genetic mutations. He assumed
this was how it worked with Humans as well since Morty was so oblivious to even
his own anatomy, and shocked at the idea altogether. “How long have you been in
your lizard form? I-it’s hard to believe you just didn’t know it was there if
you’ve had it for a while.”
“Well, I mean, at the M-Morty Academy I was only enrolled for the standard four
months. And two weeks before that I was...fused and orphaned.” Rick sighed and
wrote notes on his clipboard again.
“Don’t be too freaked out babe, y-you’re normal enough for a reptile and as far
as I can tell you’re healthy as ever.” He walked to the counter and moved some
items around. “Since you were unaware of this-- this addition to your body
after fusion, I can assume you haven’t laid any eggs yet.”
“Am I supposed to lay eggs?!” Morty hugged his knees to his chest tighter.
“It’s a possibility.” He handed Morty his clothes back. “Since you’ve only been
fused with a lizard for less than half a year, I would assume if you lay an egg
or two, if at all, it only happens once in awhile. But we’ll keep a record of
that if the time ever comes.”
“W-wait, do you know this because...you have one too?” Morty gazed hopefully up
at his Rick as he held his clothes over his lap.
“Of course not, d-didn’t I just get done explaining to you that it’s abnormal
for natural born Lizard People?” He hadn’t meant to sound harsh, so when
Morty’s face fell he sighed and ran a hand over Morty’s scaly arm where the
stick bandage was. “I have a hemipenis like most males of my species. I’m
assuming you don’t since females of your fused type of reptile don’t normally
have any at all.”
“A hemi-what?”
“Two dicks, Morty. God, it’s so weird explaining this to someone.” Rick
scratched at the protrusions on his head and stepped back over to the counter
to let Morty dress. “I hope I don’t have to give you the whole b-birds and bees
speech now that we’ve discussed our differences, Morty.” Morty just stared at
him and felt a little dizzy from the idea of Rick’s own anatomy. Now that he
had processed just how weird he was himself, he was comforted by how different
they both were from everything he had known about Humans. “Now come on. Pretty
soon our orbit is going to change for Winter, and I’m not missing out on these
last few days of direct sunlight.” Rick stuck his tail out for Morty to grab
onto as they made their way out of the lab.
Even though that experience had been an adventure in and of itself, Morty was
glad that Rick cared enough to explain all of this to him. They made their way
outside to the deck facing the secluded field that Rick had chosen as his home
base. This planet was peaceful for the most part and didn’t attract many
creatures from outside because of its drastic climate changes and fickle
daylight hours. Despite being reptilian and prone to hypothermia in the Winter,
he was the smartest Lizard Person in the multiverse, and easily able to adjust
the climate of his home regardless of outside changes. Morty thought it was all
amazing. His original Rick never seemed to use his intelligence for anything
other than chemical manipulation, i.e. anything he could fuse together
successfully, he could sell.
Morty could feel his new Rick’s tail curl gently around his shoulder as they
settled under the first high-noon of the day. Morty sighed contentedly. “T-
thanks for taking care of me Rick. Sorry it got, you know, k-kinda weird back
there.”
“Don’t even trip, dawg. You think I haven’t encountered weirder things
traveling the universe? If anything your Human body would have been way more
foreign to me than this one.” He could see Rick’s eyes were closed now as he
faced the sun, and a small smile graced his features. The rusty red-colored
scales of his face looked satiny now, and Morty was all too happy to scoot in
closer.
~~
Almost two weeks had passed since Morty’s physical exam and the weather had
changed drastically. Rick said it was because for half of the year the planet
rotated between their stars like a tilt-a-whirl, and they would only experience
dawn and night time for a few months. In the short time that had passed though
Rick had already taken Morty to three new dimensions and two other planets.
Apparently Rick had a thing for botany and most of their trips were made to
discover new drugs and species.
Morty rolled over in bed and stuck his face further under the heated blanket.
Rick’s tail was wrapped tightly around them to keep in as much heat as
possible. Morty’s own bed had been abandoned after only a few days of them
living together with how cold the nights could get, and Rick was more than
happy for the extra body heat. Now it was a normal occurrence to sleep together
when Rick wasn’t busy with his work, and since Winter had hit abruptly they
were sleeping together every night. Morty shifted a little trying to get
comfortable but even the excessive warmth between them didn’t help. His back
and legs were uncharacteristically sore, and it wasn’t unbearable but it was
definitely keeping him awake. The last thing he needed was to lose sleep when
Rick was always waking him up early. It’s not like they had done much running
on their last trip so Morty was slightly concerned that he was getting sick.
“Stop movin’ around, M-Morty.” Rick mumbled, his voice rough with sleep and his
eyes remaining closed. Morty felt the tail around him give a firm squeeze and
then relax.
“Sorry Rick.” He turned onto his back one last time and held onto his stomach.
“I’m-- I don’t feel so good.” His own tail curled up between his legs for
comfort and he just laid there. The slight cramping had moved from his thighs
and back, to around his stomach, and Morty breathed in deeply through his
nostrils to try and alleviate the pain by relaxing. “Man, I’ve never b-been
sick like this before…” He felt Rick move around and when he opened his eyes
the older reptile was hovering over him slightly.
“You gonna throw up?”
“No, i-it’s not like that. It’s more like, I’m like-- my body is hot and it h-
hurts.” The pain was definitely increasing steadily now. “It’s-- there’s
pressure right here,” Morty closed his eyes and motioned to his lower belly,
“but it’s also in my back and stuff.” He wiggled a little to sit up and Rick
followed, rubbing sleep from his double lidded eyes and moving behind Morty so
the boy could lean against him. He wrapped the blanket around them and waited
to see if anything in Morty’s expression changed. His eyes were still closed
and he just sat there breathing steadily through his nostrils.
“You might have a flu-like virus, but- but it doesn’t seem likely since we
weren’t exposed to anything dangerous on our expeditions.” Morty pulled his
knees to his chest and hugged them, immediately finding some relief in the new
position, and curled up into Rick as much as he could. He whined a little and
just stared at the scales around his stomach.
“Oooh, Rick, it’s so uncomfortable. It f-feels like I have to p-pee and I’m
constipated at the same time.” He scrunched up his face. At hearing this a
switch flipped in Rick’s mind and he instantly groaned.
“I-it’s gonna be okay Morty. I’ve got you.” He figured he should be
straightforward instead of trying to sugar coat things and get this over with.
“I’m pretty sure you’re having cramping and contractions because you need to
lay an egg.” Morty looked back at him with a face crossed between pained and
incredulous.
“Oh no, Rick, I-I-I don’t know if I can! W-w-what do I do?!”
“Calm down Morty. It’s not nearly as painful as Human childbirth. An egg from
someone your size would only be a little bit bigger than a baseball.” Rick’s
rationalization didn’t seem to help at all. Morty almost would rather have
found out about that part on his own. It was about to happen anyways. “All you
need to do is relax and when you feel like you need to push, just push it out.”
“Ohhh Jeeeez.” He felt the pressure building up faster, and even though it
wasn’t completely unbearable, he was scared. Never in a million years would
Morty have thought that he’d be birthing a reptilian egg at the age of fifteen.
“Your body will know what to do, so-- so just relax.” Rick scooted Morty lower
into his lap so he was pretty much laying down again, and moved the blanket to
pull Morty’s sleep pants off. Morty was once again mortified by the idea of
being naked in front of Rick, and had to will himself to stop thinking when
Rick helped him hold his legs up in the air. He felt his tail swishing back and
forth restlessly and hesitantly pushed out. He gasped when he felt the mass
move lower and the cramping intensified around his openings. Morty watched
Rick’s hand move to soothingly rub over his abdomen before gently pressing to
feel how far the egg had moved.
“Is it a-almost there?” Morty looked up to Rick’s face with tears in the
corners of his eyes. Rick felt his heart in his throat at how miserable Morty
looked. Luckily though the boy wasn’t wailing in pain, meaning the egg was
going to pass normally like it would for most reptilians, and not be hindered
by the fact that Morty was half Human.
“Y-yeah baby, it’s gonna fall right out and you’ll be fine. Just let it go.” He
ran his hand over Morty’s forehead and crested scalp. With a tight groan Morty
gave another tentative push and this time Rick could see the egg breach the
opening.
“T-this is so weird!” Morty cried out and gripped the backs of his thighs with
his hands as the egg became visible.
“One more push, Morty, and then you’re done.” Rick watched fascinated. The last
time he had witnessed this had been decades ago when his daughter’s egg was
laid, but that experience was completely different and much less notable. He
had not been as intimately involved at all with the birthing process as he was
at this moment, holding Morty in his lap. When the egg slipped out onto the
sheets Morty let out a huge sigh of relief and felt the cramping instantly
subside. “See, that didn’t even take ten minutes.” Morty’s legs felt like jelly
and now all he wanted to do was curl back up in the blanket and never speak of
this again. “Now t-that you’ve had your first one it won’t be as bad next
time.” He curled onto his side between Rick’s legs.
“What do you mean n-next time?!” Rick sighed.
“Well, since you just laid an unfertilized egg I would say you’re more like a
chicken. O-one that lays eggs like twice a year or something. It’s like a
period.” Morty sat up defeated and reached forward to grab his little green and
yellow speckled offspring, if that’s what he should call it.
“So there’s not like, a little me inside this thing?” He held it in one hand
and pointed at it with the other.
“Not unless you had sex with a Lizard Person and didn’t tell me. Since-- a-and
since you didn’t even know you had a vagina until two weeks ago I’d say that
isn’t likely.” Rick looked down at the egg and reached to pull the blanket back
over them. Luckily reptile births weren’t very messy, but he would still need
to clean the sheets today.
“Uh, n-no. So what do I do with it?” Rick took the egg gently and set it aside,
wrapping his arms around Morty.
“W-we could eat it.”
“Rick!”
“I’m kidding, dummy.” Morty rested his head back down against Rick’s chest and
curled his tail around himself. “B-besides, it’s just a yolk in there anyways.
Usually unfertilized eggs in the wild just get left behind for predators. I
don’t know-- don’t really know what to do with one.” Morty considered himself
for a moment.
“I can’t say I’m really attached to it. Shouldn’t I have like, some moth-
- maternal instincts or something?”
“Can’t say, M-Morty. We Lizard People, we-- we don’t really tend to stick
around. You’re the only other person I’ve really had a connection with in a
long time.” Morty snuggled deeper into the blankets and Rick. The first light
of dawn was appearing through the window and would pass just as soon as it
touched the horizon.
“Maybe it’s a Rick and Morty thing.” Morty said enthusiastically. He felt tired
from the events that just occurred but it wasn’t so bad now that it was over.
And Rick was there with him the whole time. He couldn’t really imagine what he
would have done if he had been anywhere else. He felt happiest in his time here
with Rick.
Rick on the other hand was trying to keep himself in check. It was obvious
Morty was in love with him. It was hard for him not to feel anything for the
kid when they were so alike and had no one else. A cold blooded creature like
himself isn’t supposed to feel such strong attachments to their counterparts,
yet here he was, sharing a bed with an alternate version of his grandson. But
he was Rick’s responsibility now and there was no doubt in his mind he had
imprinted on the boy as well. When he had agreed to take him in as his Morty,
his partner to travel across dimensions, in hindsight it was, and he was
reluctant to admit it, because of more than just the need for his brainwaves.
And now he was holding a sleeping, half naked, postpartum Morty and all he
could think about was how warm he was. Rick hadn’t felt this much warmth in his
body since he shared a nest with his first mate decades before. But even now
that feeling radiated through him much fuller and more profound. Maybe it wasa
Rick and Morty thing.
 
~~
 
Morty stared out the window in the main room, nested on the floor with some
pillows and the comforter from his unoccupied room. Rick was in his lab tending
to some new plant species, and Morty was listening to some interdimensional
cable on low in the background. The light from the second dawn that day briefly
made the room a reddish orange before subsiding back into darkness again. There
was snow on the ground now and it made the planet absolutely glow. Inside, Rick
had adjustable ceiling lights in most of the rooms to be used in Winter, but
Morty hadn’t bothered to turn any on since he was alone in his comfortable
space. Today had been a lazy day for him. Since Rick had work to do, Morty
opted to nap, wake up for the peek of sunlight every few hours, and then go
back to the comfort of his fluffy cocoon. He flopped back down and rolled
around a little. He was kind of groggy from not moving but he closed his eyes
again anyway, determined to relish in the peacefulness of the house.
“You’re still in that pile, Morty? I-I’ve been down in the basement for six
hours.” Rick pulled his lab coat off and hung it on a hook near the basement
door. Morty sat back up and smiled longingly at Rick. He opened the blanket up.
“I was cold.” Rick took that as his cue to set himself on his knees in front of
Morty and wrap himself around the boy, making sure the blanket surrounded them
again. He felt Rick’s body relax immediately at the contact and mildly wondered
when they’d gotten used to showing so much affection.
“You hungry?”
“Not really.” Morty nuzzled into Rick’s shoulder and felt the older man lift
him up with ease. Sometimes he forgot how strong Rick was and he felt
butterflies ripple through his stomach. They made their way upstairs and into
their room and situated on the still unmade bed, too involved in stealing each
other’s warmth to bother with anything else. Morty sighed contentedly and
caught Rick staring at him in the darkness of the room, barely illuminated by
the distant floor lights seeping in from the hallway. “I love you Rick.” It was
said with all the confidence Morty had. Rick was quiet for a second but didn’t
really need to think long about responding.
“Did they-- Didn’t they teach you in Morty School or something not to say shit
like that t-to your Rick, you little bastard?” But the malice wasn’t there.
Morty allowed himself to smile against Rick in their little nest and was
startled when the blanket was pulled up over them and Rick was hovering above
him. “Love you too, Morty.” He felt Rick’s scaly lips press against his own and
was immediately shivering in excitement. Morty’s long tongue wrapped
dexterously around Rick’s. He moved his hands up to Rick’s face and just had to
sneak a look at him when they kissed. The scales were smooth in all directions,
similar to his own, but were a little rougher and changed size as he traveled
his hands down Rick’s neck and under his shirt collar. “What do you say we warm
up these sheets a little.”
Morty didn’t know what to say, mind still reeling itself in from the idea that
this was the first time they had ever kissed. Whenever there was an opportunity
it was usually just implied that they were content. But now all Morty wanted to
do was make that implication a reality. To take that next step and give all of
himself to this man. “R-really?” Rick didn’t answer and held Morty close to
lick at his neck and shoulder, running clawed hands under his shirt and lifting
it off. The space under the blanket was getting hotter and Morty was struggling
to get the rest of their clothes off without getting tangled. Rick sat up, the
blanket pooling behind him, and undressed the rest of the way. He tugged
Morty’s pants down and threw them with his, eager to get back under the mess of
covers they had made.
Rick laved his tongue over the smooth sections of Morty’s belly, occupying the
space between the boy’s legs and massaging them. Morty was letting out little
whimpers that he was sure sounded pathetic, and tried his hardest to keep his
embarrassing voice down.
“Y-you gonna open up for me Morty?” Rick spoke low and ran a thumb over the
flap concealing Morty’s penis. He rubbed the softer flesh around the slit and
Morty covered his mouth to quiet his moans. “Be loud baby, we have a-- the
whole planet to ourselves.” Rick mouthed along the sensitive opening and
groaned quietly when Morty twitched and his hard flesh exposed itself. It was
already wet and Rick couldn’t help but taste it, causing Morty to cry out. He
looked up at the boy to see that his eyes were closed and he was panting softly
with a blissed little smile on his face. Rick smirked and lapped at his dick a
few times. He knew if he wasn’t careful he would overstimulate Morty, so he
moved down to his next area of interest.
Mory gasped when he felt Rick’s tongue slip into him. He had no idea it could
feel so good inside. After laying his first egg he was sure it would be more
uncomfortable than pleasurable to be touched there, but Rick was using his long
tongue to open him up and make him writhe against his face.
“O-oh, Rick…”
“Feels good, doesn’t it. What about here?” Rick traced the pads of his fingers
along the sensitive underside of his tail straight to his butt. This was
becoming almost too much. Morty was leaking all the way down and the small
amount of pressure Rick gave to the area between his holes was overwhelming. He
was so turned on.
“Yeah… I- you too—“ Morty couldn’t voice what he wanted if he tried, he was too
embarrassed. He relied on Rick knowing what to do and was relieved when the
older man sat up on his haunches and exposed himself, already erect from
playing with his partner. Morty lifted on his elbows to take a look at Rick.
His dick— or dicks— looked heavy and solid, and Morty briefly wondered how they
would fit in him. Rick grabbed them in one hand and stroked. He threw the
blanket off of his shoulders and lifted Morty’s butt into his lap, the smaller
tail fitting between Ricks legs and out of the way.
“You w-wanna watch?” Morty nodded yes, holding himself up enough to see what
Rick would do. He could tell he was trying to stay composed but the twitches in
Rick’s abdomen and his breathing gave him away. Morty was still letting out
little huffs in anticipation. Rick slid forward so his two slick cocks
surrounded Morty’s own.
“Oh shit...a-aaaahh..” It was like he was the one fucking a part of Rick as he
watched his smaller dick slide up and down between Rick’s. “I want you Rick, I
want you to p-put them in.” He squeezed his eyes shut and scratched lightly at
Rick’s back with his feet.
“Fuck, I can’t say no to that.” He stopped their grinding to rub his heads
across Morty’s wet entrance.
“W-wait, um, you know if we do it, a-am I gonna get pregnant or s-something?”
Morty had meant to ask before they got this far because his rational thought
was about to fly out the window just from watching Rick so close to entering
him. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the sight. Before he answered Rick
slipped just the head of one into Morty’s slit and pulled out a second later.
Morty moaned and was disappointed at the loss. He repeated the motion with the
head of the other and then spoke.
“You won’t— you can’t get pregnant if you don’t have an egg in you for me to
fertilize, Morty.” And that was all Morty could process before both of Rick’s
cocks were easing their way into him. “Ah shit, you’re so perfect babe.” And
god did it feel amazing. The stretch was smooth and Morty could feel his most
sensitive parts near the outside were being rubbed just enough when Rick pulled
back and thrusted in deeper.
“Ahh…” Morty’s brows came together and he bit his bottom lip when he felt Rick
settle all the way in. His tail was restless behind them so he tangled it with
Rick’s as they moved back and forth across the sheets. He was incredibly hard
now but the stimulation from the inside was relieving his need to touch
himself. Rick was holding onto his hips, guiding them along with his movements.
“I almost c-can’t believe how good you feel here...so tight and perfect.” Morty
was eating up the praise and felt bold because of it. Rick was feeling this
good too because of him.
“I-I-I was made for you, Rick, I’m-- only f-for you.” He watched the two cocks
push into him faster now and he could feel them sliding against each other
inside of him.
Morty watched for a second longer and then looked up to see that Rick was
looking at his face. He pushed up and reached to wrap his arms around a strong
neck, instantly feeling Rick’s hands at his waist.
“It-it feels really good, Rick, ahh!” He went deeper with Morty closer to him
and the younger picked up his rhythm and writhed in his lap. His exposed dick
rubbed between their bodies and sent a jolt through him. “Oh god I’m not g-
gonna make it!” Rick let out a breathy chuckle between grunts and moved faster,
increasing the friction between them.
“It’s okay Morty...ah fuck I’m gonna fill you up baby. You want me to come
inside you?” Morty was anything but quiet now with little moans following every
breath.
“Yes Rick, please!” He held on tighter as Rick pounded into him now, a
remarkable warmth spreading from where they were connected straight to his
dick. His precum slicked up their scaly bellies and it was just enough to bring
Morty to the best orgasm of his life. He cried out and tensed up, squeezing so
hard he almost pushed Rick completely out of him. Rick slowed down to a grind
as Morty tightened, helping him ride it out. Even though his dick had finished
splattering cum between them his orgasm was lasting much longer than he thought
possible. “D-don’t stop!” Rick laid him onto his back and fucked him straight
into the mattress.
Rick could feel the soft walls convulsing around him and with a few more
thrusts he came deep inside his Morty. He let out a long groan and sighed.
Morty was just coming off of his own high and when Rick went to pull out he
felt legs wrap tightly around his waist.
“Wait, don’t pull out, it- it feels— I can feel it.” Apparently Morty’s body
had the idea that they were mating when Rick filled him up, and Morty ground
down into him one last time, relishing in the feeling. Rick was starting to get
sensitive now but let the boy have a few more moments.
“You- you like that Morty? You like feeling my cum inside your little pussy?”
Rick smirked and let Morty push him out when he was done.
“Don’t call it that Rick! It sounds gross!” Morty shivered at the feeling of
Rick’s cum dripping out of him and onto his tail and the sheets. The wide smile
that had been on his face nearly the whole time disappeared with his
embarrassment for a moment, but was reformed in his contentment. Rick pulled
the blanket back on them and laid next to Morty as if they had never moved from
where they started. Morty wiped the fluids from all of his nether regions with
the sheets, knowing they’d wash them in the morning.
“I’m kidding Mort. C’mere.” Rick rolled Morty onto his side and wrapped his
tail around them. “Next time we’ll use both holes.” Morty scoffed into Rick’s
neck but remained where he was. When he spoke next his voice was muffled.
“So like, can we do this again?” Morty looked up at Rick with his big red eyes
as if he had some kind of worry that Rick wouldn’t want to.
“Yeah. All the time. E-every night if you want, sweetheart.” Rick smiled at him
and Morty nuzzled happily into his space.
“W-what about more than once a day?”
“Are you trying to kill your old man Morty? But sure.” He closed his eyes,
ready for a good sleep. “On every surface of the house, outside, o-other
planets, in the ship. You’d like that you little freak.” Morty giggled quietly.
Even though he was tired from how intense it had been, he couldn’t wait to do
it again.
“And then one day I can lay your egg Rick.” He was quiet this time, half hoping
Rick was already snoozing, but when he heard the hitch in his breathing he
shrunk down a little. He heard a sigh and thought he might’ve gone too far with
that. Sure, ever since he’d had his first egg a few days ago he had fantasized
about Rick fathering his children, but that was just a fun little daydream. Now
it was an actual possibility.
“Definitely trying to kill me. Don’t tempt me Morty because I willimpregnate
you if you give me the chance.” It was Morty’s turn to be surprised and he
looked up at Rick’s face, but his eyes were already closed again, signaling the
end of that conversation.
All Morty could do now was try not to move around too much. He may have napped
all day and would probably only sleep for an hour or two, but Rick had worked
hard today. And then had done overtime just for him. He could stand to be still
for a little while.
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