Sex-Ed

Julian

|Did she finally go away?|

"After three straight hours of insane cackling while setting the surrounding countryside on fire, yes. Just between you and me, I think we should take Claire on a sabbatical of undermined length to the Arctic. Maybe that will cure her of her pyromania."

Or cause her brain to snap under the strain of not having flammable material for kilometers in any direction. I'm honestly fine with either outcome.|

"You know, I kinda agree with Claire on one thing. You are pretty grumpy."

A disinterested grunt from the Rakshasa spirit more or less confirms my suggestion as conversation dwindles, my journey back home a leisurely one...if a bit heavier than before.

Mostly because Ophis decided she wanted to ride on my shoulder blades the entire way, seemingly unbothered by any shifts in balance or momentum.

…

She's also occasionally leaning forward to sniff at the back of my neck and it's really taking a conscious force of will to not ask her to friggin' stop. I'm not sure why she's being all touchy and sniffy but that kinda behavior is-

-oh who am I kidding, I know exactly what her actions are a result of. I blithely told her I would explain the whole 'petting kitties' deal if she bullied my two Longinus spirits into submission and now she's gonna be hounding me about that until she gets an answer.

Me and my big fucking mouth.

...It's weird, so far I've been happily sticking my dick into girls without any real reservation aside from making sure the both of us are having a good time but with Ophis...eh, it's kinda hard to explain.

Like, I would absolutely tap that-because holy christ is she the epitome of nubile, sexy loli-but the whole 'not knowing about sex' deal is kinda...odd.

Doing the nasty with her while she has no knowledge of what sex is feels like actual pedophilia, what with the whole taking advantage of someone who has no basis or concept of what that shit is.

And yeah, I can go ahead and explain the whole ins and outs of making our genitalia go in and out, but listing the whole process in exacting detail to a Dragon God is a torch I would happily pass on to someone else.

Not sure if that makes me squeamish, lazy or just plain bizarre…

A soft cheek suddenly nuzzling into the area where my neck meets my shoulders snaps me out of my thoughts, lithe arms wrapping around my neck as a small body lays itself out between my flapping wings, a light purring noise reaching my ears over the rush of passing wind and quite honestly I almost tumble from the sky from sheer surprise.

"O-Ophis?!"

"...Yes?"

I clear my throat in a vain attempt to gather my thoughts.

"Why are you hugging me like this?"

There's a brief pause as if the Ouroboros was also gathering its thoughts before it softly replies, "Was, curious. You are, warm. This, position feels pleasant."

...Screw it, I'm clearing the air now.

"Can I ask you a question, Ophis?"

"...Yes."

"Why are you being so...proactive? First it was not wanting to spend all of your time in your silent chamber, then it was indulging my request to watch movies-sorry about that, by the way-and then it was the whole 'petting kitties' deal and now you're acting like an overly affectionate cat. Did I miss something or are you just being...you?"

I glance over my shoulder and find obsidian eyes staring into my own, head tilted and an utterly adorable expression of concentration pulling her lips downward.

"...Everything is, new. Before silence was, preferable. Non-feeling was, preferable. Now you have shown, me many things. New, things. Things that, are interesting and pleasing. I want to use, you to keep finding new, things."

A moment passes.

"And you are, warm. And not silent, but not-silence is not...unpleasant? Have true silence, now...noise is no longer, frustrating. Can return whenever, I wish."

A head tilt in the opposite direction.

"Explanation, good?"

…

"Yeah, I suppose. I just never expected that you would so easily come to enjoy everything else there is to offer in life. That's not a bad thing, mind you."

She decisively nods.

"And now you, can explain petting kitties to me."

Aaaaand there it is.

I bite back on a sigh before wryly replying, "Sure, Ophis. Tonight I'll explain what petting kitties is, ok?"

"...Yay."

My self-restraint snaps at the deadpan 'yay' and I let loose a girly squeal of joy, flipping myself around in midair before wrapping Ophis in my arms and rubbing my head against her own because oh my GOD she is too fucking CUTE!

|You're a weird one.|

"And that makes you the imaginary voice inside the head of the weird one. Whaddya say to that, hmm?"

|I say I already agreed to put up with the walking sugar-high, I don't need to put up with bullshit from you as well.|

"Ok, fair enough."

I let Kumbhakarna get back to whatever he was doing and focus on cuddling Ophis, because now she's purring once again and I'm a sucker for that.

...Petting kitties is now going to be even more of an apt descriptor, considering she's making a noise similar to felines.

"Hey, Kumbhakarna. Get a load of this."

|Why, what are you doing now?|

"Just a little showing off for Isla. I need to make a killer first impression, after all."

|First impression? You've already spent-|

"Doing it anyway!"

I pull my wings flush against my back, Ophis still cuddled into my arms with half-lidded eyes as I spiral downwards, gleefully shouting, "Claire, help! WE'RE GOING TO CRASH!"

~Huh? Whazz going on-OHMIGOD WE'RE GOING TO DIE SHIIITTT!~

Incinerate Anthem floods my body with power as purple flames spring to life and create a powerful updraft of air that arrests my momentum-

-and with a loud WHAM I impact the ground and spread my arms wide among dying purple flames, flaring my wings and tail before ostentatiously shouting, "TA-DAH! Have no fear, Julian is here!"

…

Isla's gobsmacked expression as she stares at my entrance causes me to inwardly cackle with glee, even as everyone else-sans Rossweisse and Gasper, who are no doubt too polite to openly make fun of me-groans or facepalms.

"That...was...AWESOME! Can you do it again?!"

A playful smirk pulls at my lips as the brown-haired girl leaps forward with unrestrained excitement, eyes sparkling as she stares at the fading embers and cratered ground around me.

~That. Was. Not. Funny.~

|Speak for yourself, I thought you almost having a heart attack was hilarious.|

I tune out as, predictably, the two spirits start to argue and belatedly realize something kinda super important.

"Is that your Sacred Gear, Isla?!"

The crimson, metallic appendage waves clumsily through the air as my Rook giggles, proudly jutting out her generous chest and grinning.

"Sure is! The Boosted Gear! I just activated it not more than an hour ago!"

We share a totally radical high-five before I turn to the rest of my Peerage.

"Nice work everyone! I didn't expect you to get her up to speed so quickly, that's way beyond my...wildest..."

I blink dumbly in my Queen's direction.

"Vallian? What the Hell happened to you, it looks like you got punched in the eye..."

Isla nervously coughs while everyone else tries to muffle laughter, the White Dragon Empress's un-punched eye twitching violently.

"Don't ask."

I don't.

Instead I turn to Rossweisse and ask, "Hey, Rose, you wouldn't happen to have any knowledge of space-time magic or anything like that, would you?"

Predictably she blushes at my nickname for her before hesitantly replying, "Y-yes, I know a little bit...but it's probably not what you're looking for, I imagine."

Tsk. Such a lack of confidence…

Feeling plenty bold-which is hilarious considering I still have Ophis clinging to my back-I lightly pull the pale-haired woman into a playful hug, the Valkyrie stiffening with a squeak of dismay before quickly melting into the embrace.

I try not to laugh as I hear Isanna mutter, "I want to have those mounds pushed up against me..."

Grinning to the group at large I ask, "So does anyone else feel that Rossweisse's contributions won't be of much use?"

The knowing smirks directed at me answer that question plenty.

"Well, there you have it, Rose. And don't forget, you were able to make a completely zero-noise room in less than a day with almost no preparations beforehand. I think you can impart the basics to us all just fine."

"...W-wait, all of you?!"

Gasper nods before quickly adding, "Of course! You always explain things really clearly and easily, so we like to listen to you!"

Kalmiya is quick to agree with, "Little Gasper is correct, you have a gift for teaching. I, for one, would be more than happy to hear you delve into any number of topics."

…

The look of bewildered happiness on Rossweiss's beautiful features are enough to make me wish I had a camera, a heartwarming sniffle escaping her as she tightly responds, "T-thank you, I...I didn't know people thought of me as having any specific talent as an instructor. Mostly they just laughed and said I could put a classroom to sleep faster than any hypnosis spell could..."

Wow.

I kinda want to punch Asgard right now. Maybe I'll do that later…

Vallian sums up our feelings on the matter and scoffs, boldly stating, "Well those assholes don't have a clue what they're talking about! You're good at what you do!"

I step back as Rossweisse tenderly wipes her eyes, bowing to all of us-conveniently affording a glimpse of generous cleavage, because no amount of warm fuzzies can hold back rampant lust-and emotionally announcing, "Then I'll do my best! But, if you don't mind me asking...why this branch of magic specifically?"

A smile any Chaotic Neutral would be proud of graces my features.

"Oh, you know...just remembering an old Gamecube game."

The bewildered-and apprehensive-looks shared by my Peerage are mirrored by everyone except Vallian and Rossweisse...and Ophis but she doesn't really count.

Indeed, my Queen just sighs and mutters, "Here we go again..."

Heh heh...she'll be singing a different tune once she sees what I've cooked up~!

...You know, nothing can really beat a hot shower and bath after a hard days work of learning and pyromania.

Well...nothing except-

"It is, time?"

-a highly curious Ouroboros Dragon yet again popping out of nowhere and landing directly behind me as I'm towling off, totally not causing me to yelp like a little bitch.

"Sweet Jesus, how about a little warning?!"

A moment of silence before she vanishes into the floor-

"It is, time?"

-and a disembodied voice echoes through the washroom before she once more manifests behind me, prompting a massive sigh on my part.

Baby steps.

"Well, sure, I suppose it's time I explain things that I promised I would explain. First things first, let's get out of here and go to my room."

The words aren't even out of mouth before Ophis once more disappears, no doubt to manifest inside of said room ahead of me.

...Guess I can't keep putting this off forever.

Throwing on a pair of loose pants and leaving it at that-it's not like I'm gonna be wearing them for long-I pad across the mansion, fighting back a smile as I hear Rossweisse dramatically sobbing from the kitchen and Gasper desperately trying to calm her down, everyone else singing along to Macarena. Apparently they decided to hold a party without me once I explained Ophis wanted me for something...and apparently the Valkyrie got a little too emotional about actually having friends now.

Such a good girl.

Those thoughts quickly leave my mind as I close my room's door behind me, the dim lighting highlighting the sitting figure of the Ouroboros, slitted eyes calmly watching me as I approach before mimicking her position, no doubt creating a funny image since she barely tops 137 centimeters, a far cry from my own 209...and I'm still growing, whatever genes the Goddesses stuffed into this body apparently not having run their full course yet.

"So...what do you want to know about, specifically?"

"Petting kitties."

I facepalm, having walked right into that one.

"Ok, you do know that petting kitties is a euphemism for sex, right?"

"...I do, now."

"Ok...so do you know what sex is?"

Her head dips and an expression of such concentration scrunches her face that I have to physically restrain myself from cuddling her immediately and incessantly.

"...Sex is how, babies are made."

Ophis nods once her sentence is completed, seemingly incredibly proud of herself for knowing that particular bit of info.

"You're...not wrong. Sex is indeed how people-and the vast majority of animals-procreate."

She once more lapses into silence before speaking up with, "I wish to have, a baby."

I almost die on the spot, choking on my tongue while also laughing hysterically.

Choking because the mental image of a pregnant Ophis is...something, all right. Laughing because my brain immediately tried to imagine stoic Ophis mothering an equally stoic baby that never makes a sound.

A quick shake of my head dispels those random thoughts as I quickly state, "I know you do, but sex isn't always about just having a baby...even though that's its primary function. Sex is also a way to feel good, or an expression of close friendship or even love."

This doesn't even seem to faze the Dragon God, as she just nods along with my words with an expression of rapt attention, replying, "That is good, to know. I wish to experience, all of those."

Before I can add anything else her clothes disappear into motes of darkened light, leaving her nude body on open display, Ophis raising her arms upwards towards me and stating, "I wish to have, sex now."

…

I wasn't exactly flaccid before but now blood is positively flowing into my cock, the fabric of my pants stretched thin within seconds.

But there's something I need to clear up first.

"Ok, while I'm plenty happy to fuck you senseless, Ophis...can you maybe take on your more adult form?"

Confusion leads to yet another one of those killer head tilts.

"How, come?"

I shuck my pants and let my mast ascend to its full rigidity, every bit as thick as the gap between Ophis' thighs and long enough that, if I fully sheathed it in her, would definitelyextend past where her womb would be located.

The way she stares at it, mesmerized, is pretty hot though.

"Because you're small enough that actually sticking this inside of you would likely hurt more than it would feel good. We won't have that problem if you turn into a more mature form."

Unfortunate, but true. I've grown large enough to the point where I need to be careful during the first round with Gasper, before I've stretched her out a bit. If I went all in on Ophis I'd probably split her in half.

"Very, well..."

And before my eyes an astonishing beauty appears. Still very much Ophis, but with far more womanly features. Rounded breasts, thicker thighs and a proportional ass, while small lips and artfully carved facial features gaze up at me.

...Yeah.

This I can work with.

My tail snakes around the Ouroboros' waist and gently drags her closer, arms resting at the small of her back as a low growl rumbles in my chest.

"Alright, Ophis...let's give you a lesson in lust, hmm?"