Ch 21: Dragon's Have Issues, Man...
Julian
A bit of awkwardness echoes throughout my room, everyone sitting and shifting near inaudibly as I let the oppressive silence build.
...Mostly to give myself time to figure out just what it is I want to say. Because I have no idea.
Vallian is probably the most composed out of all of us, sitting idly in her chair, clad in a silky, silver negligee and stockings of the same color, arms crossed over her ever growing bust.
Isla would seem just as calm as Vallian, were it not for the nervous tapping of her foot, my Knight wearing some kind of midnight body-stocking that hugs her contours with erotic abandon.
Valerie looks more openly nervous, although seeing as how she's familiar with my background and thought process she also has a fair amount of curiosity mixed in with the expression, wearing a pure-white leotard with garters and bridal gloves.
Gasper is...well I better figure out what it is I want to say before she has a heart attack, the poor girl looks like she's about to have a mental breakdown from the tension. The bright-pink nightrobe she's clad in, open down to the navel and showing a tantalizing hint of her slight cleavage, might starting developing sweat rings if I don't say something.
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I really wish I didn't have an erection right now, what with so much mind-boggling beauty in front of me…
"So...we have some things to discuss."
My Queen arches an eyebrow.
"We do?"
"Yes, we do. Namely, whether we're going to keep taking risks in saving people. I'm guilty, you're guilty, we're all guilty."
Yet again it's my Queen who openly challenges me, archly asking, "Oh, so you think you're decision to rescue Isla was a wrong one?"
A low growl escapes my lips as I hiss back, "You know that's not what I'm saying, Vallian."
"It sure sounds like it! Why are you telling us to not do the very thing that brought us all together?! We're happy. You want us to stop letting others perhaps experience this same happiness? You would have let that Angel be tortured and raped before just blowing her to pieces?"
My Queen's sudden vehemence catches me off guard...and the fact that everyone else seems to agree with her even more so.
"Of course I wasn't going to do that! If you hadn't interrupted my original plan she wouldn't have even come close to experiencing anything like that!"
Vallian's eyes flash as she stands, striding towards me and looking like some sort of War Goddess as she does so, silver hair flowing behind her and feral beauty pinning me where I sit.
"We've let you call the shots and tell us what to do for all this time...and now you expect us to just quietly listen again, when you wants us to abandon everything I thought we were meant to be doing?!"
My lips peel back from my teeth as I shout back, "I'm doing this because I want us to be happy! So none of us have to die!"
"Well if you're going to be such a coward-and tell us to watch people be torturedjust so we can sit all comfy and cozy-then maybe it's time we stop following your orders!"
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I can't believe what I'm hearing.
Where the Hell is this coming from?!
|Umm, Bachcha? I think I know what's going on here...|
I give a burst of emotional language that probably roughly translates to, 'yes, please tell'!
I really need to work on my mental ability to talk to my Gear…
|Well that fiery woman has the soul of one of the strongest Dragons in existence, never mind the fact that your Outlier Piece turned her flesh into one as well. And the others-while not to the extent of your Queen-also have traits of Dragons in them. See where I'm going with this?|
No, please keep going, informative spirit inside my head.
|I'll take your silence as a 'no'. They just finished convincing you, their King, that your orders were wrong. And then their plan went ahead and worked. And don't forget that their minds are still in the midst of turning into adults, they're rebellious and prideful at this age, as all Dragons are.|
...Oh you have to be kidding me.
|This is a battle for dominance, Bachcha. Either make your Queen submit, or she'll turn the rest against you, since they now view her as a sort of Alpha. I'm surprised you didn't expect this to happen...|
How was I supposed to expect this to happen?! I've never been a Dragon before!
UUUUUGGGHHHH...now what?
As if in response to my thoughts the Rakshasa chuckles and says,
|Isn't it obvious? Strike now and force her to bend to your will. The rest will follow if you succeed in subduing her. Heh, might I suggest something...physical? She seems the type that'll only acquiesce if you give her something else to focus on...|
...Oh my God this is bonkers.
But I'm not about to argue with the millennia old spirit.
Instead I take his advice-
-and without warning tackle Vallian to the ground, letting a ferocious growl slip past my lips, which is in turn answered by my Queen, shouts of alarm coming from the rest of my Peerage as we suddenly begin to brutally fight.
The next few minutes are a blur, quite honestly.
We eschewed anything like magic or Sacred Gears in favor of slugging it out the old fashioned way and I wasn't in any real position to take notes. While I had mass and strength, I wasn't exceptionally talented in any kind of style or anything like that, whereas my Queen was lightning in a bottle with some weird Greek wrestling shenanigans or something along those lines.
All I remember is that we walked away with a fair share of bruises, busted through the wall of the bedroom, trashed the room adjacent before finding our way back inside my room...and the moment I managed to win.
It wasn't anything spectacular, really.
Vallian launched some kind of spinning back-kick at my face, I ducked...and my tail knocked her feet from underneath her, allowing me to pounce and trap her body beneath mine.
"Are you done yet?!"
She ferociously squirms beneath me, hissing back, "Not on your life, Asshole!"
The feeling of her soft, tight body writhing beneath mine, the adrenaline and blood coursing through my veins, the dull pain of exchanged blows...it's not until now that I realize I've got one massive stiffy.
Licking my lips I lean forward, whispering into her ear, "Oh, I think you're done, alright..."
Primal instinct seizes me and I sink my teeth into the back of her neck, drawing a slight trickle of blood that tastes delicious.
Guess my Peerage aren't the only ones falling prey to their instincts.
Because right now every nerve in my body is screaming for me to take my Queen, to teach her that I'm the one in charge.
...And I've got just the idea how to do that and more.
Vallian had stiffened the moment I bit her neck, her breath hitching and struggles immediately ceasing...allowing me to stand up and properly restrain her.
My tail winds around her legs while my hands grab the front of her nightwear, rip it apart and allow her heavy breasts to bounce free before my hands grab and roughly squeeze them, the shapely globes deforming under my grip as she whimpers in sudden arousal.
Like that I purposefully stride further into the room, my Peerage watching me with wide eyes as I restrain and fondle my Queen, said girl's face turning red as she's put on display.
My cock is begging to be released from it's confines.
"So...is anyone else going to dispute the fact that I am King? That I'm in charge here?"
Slow shakes of their heads, eyes avoiding my own.
I let my elongated tongue slowly wrap around Vallian's throat, lapping blood from her neck all while my fingers pinch and twist her diamond-hard nipples, the girl whimpering from dominated arousal.
My voice sounds more like a serpent's corrupting hiss than it does my old Human one.
"Then come over here, and let's teach our Queen what happens when she challenges the King, shall we~?"
On shaky legs, aroused lips and flushed faces my Peerage hypnotically approach me and the restrained Vallian, the Devil-Dragon-Human hybrid positively panting with shame and arousal in equal parts.
...You know, I was always way taller than everyone else-Vallian, the largest, only came up to my neck-but now, as they all act subservient and authority courses through my veins...they seem minuscule in comparison, fairies that bend to my will.
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Man this world has some seriously kinky shit in it.
And I'm loving it.
Let's see how my Queen handles being fucked by four different sources, eh?
Wait, when did this story get over a 1000 follows?
I guess y'all like this masturbatory power-fantasy tripe XD
Then again, can't say I'm in any position to judge, considering I'm the one writing it...
Next chapter has some pretty intense sex in it, but afterward there'll be a few chapters with story and character focus stuff...and lots of methamphetamine.
Because Annhilation Maker achieves it's potential at the height of a drug-rush.