Dragon-Layer
Eggplant's eyes opened, and he was immediately hit with how sore his muscles felt. He ached all over his body, dull throbs rolling over him. He gave a soft groan before reaching his arm out, but he jumped when his hand came into contact with a mass of scales in front of him, the minor shock waking him up more fully.
Anemone was still asleep in front of him, the two of them laying together side by side in her bed, back in the Seawing Palace. The lights in her room were dim, his eyes needing a moment to adjust to the darkness. The brightest lights in the room consisted of Anemone's bioluminescent stripes, softly pulsating as she breathed. Her back was turned to him, the spines on her back pressing up against his chest.
He remained still for a minute, not wanting to risk moving and waking Anemone as he thought back on the events from the past few days. His night of fun with a severely horny Rainwing queen and her husband with a cuckold fetish and, a few days later, having his "parting celebration" with Tamarin, Kinkajou, and Anemone all at once. By the stars, all those tongues...
Anemone's body shifted in front of him as she was roused from her sleep. By the time Eggplant snapped out of his thoughts, he realized what had happened.
Of fucking course he was nudging her with his morning wood.
"Mmmm," groaned Anemone, still half asleep, "I can feel you poking me back there…" She pushed her back up against him further, her rump particularly sticking out, rubbing against his hard-on. Only some mere cloth separating skin and scales.
Eggplant scooched away to avoid being impaled by her spines. "You've been poking me a whole lot more than I've been poking you," he smiled, tracing a finger along the edge of those spikes on her back.
Anemone laughed. A cute laugh that just made him feel so much more at ease. Not that he wasn't already totally relaxed, snuggling up in bed with his… What even was she to him? His master? A friend? Some sort of deranged lover? He wrapped his one arm over her shoulder and one around her waist, embracing her from behind as they lay in the dark, snug room together.
A devious idea entered his head, and he teasingly crept his hand down her midriff and down between her legs, his middle finger sensually rubbing up and down her slowly wettening slit. She moaned, her head falling deeper into her pillow as she rested a paw on his forearm as he rubbed her.
"Ah... I s-spoil you too much…" she slurred, still not fully awake. She drooled out the corner of her mouth a bit as Eggplant dipped a single finger into her soft depths, pushing in and out of her slowly. Eggplant rubbed at her opening with his index and ring fingers while his middle finger pumped within her. His hand was soaked in her juices, but he didn't care. All he wanted was to feel Anemone squirm.
Feeling bold, he slid another finger inside, eliciting another moan from Anemone. His fingers were clammy from her wet and constricting slit, but feeling her arousal only made him move faster as he moved one last finger inside, moving three fingers as deep into her as he could. Anemone purred into the pillow all the while, her body twitching in ecstasy.
"Argh… Eggplant, I'm… g-gonna…!" she tried to say. Eggplant fingered her rapidly, flicking his fingers inside of her, until Anemone couldn't hold it anymore, and-!
A knock at the door. "Princess Anemone, breakfast will be prepared in twenty minutes!" came a guard's voice, before the two could hear him walk off. Anemone and Eggplant were deathly still, their chests feeling tight from suspension, until they sighed, and collapsed next to each other.
"Dammit…" the Seawing groaned in frustration. A blush heavy on her face, but the furrow in her brow was almost just as prevalent. Eggplant looked up at her.
"He's gone. Do you want me to…?" he reached his sticky hand over, but Anemone shook her head.
"No, that dumb guard ruined the moment. Besides, if I have to wait for it, it'll be even better, right?" She flashed her signature lewd smile at him. Eggplant smiled back.
"Well, we should get ready then." Eggplant said. He had an innocent and happy smile on his face, but deep in his mind, he was already plotting the best way to finish the job when he got the chance.
Twenty minutes later, Eggplant and Anemone watched nervously over the largest table of food either of them had ever seen. A mountain of shrimp, seemingly endless crabs and lobsters, a plethora of scallops, an entire whale, and a bottomless pit of more kinds of fish than the two could ever hope to learn the names of.
"...So… what's the occasion?" Anemone spoke slowly, approaching the situation with great care. Queen Coral, at the other end of the massive table, had to speak loudly for them to hear from far away.
"Why, dear, your sister is finally coming home!" she said enthusiastically. Anemone immediately perked up.
"Tsunami? Really? It's that time already?!" Eggplant looked between Coral and Anemone, still confused.
"Uhm…You have a sister?" All he got in response was an eye-roll from Anemone.
"Yes, in fact, I do. In fact, she's the crown princess of the Seawing Royal Family." she sighed. Coral, ignorant of her exasperation, smiled at him.
"We're experimenting with peaceful transfer of power. Tsunami herself suggested it, a system where every few years a new leader comes into power. With it, Tsunami will become queen in about five years. This way, we can have new queens without having to tragically fight to the death with our heirs," she said, pretending that her last sentence wasn't the most terrifying thing Eggplant had ever heard.
"So, she's been on a trip around the continent, studying other kingdoms and cultures to see what running a kingdom is like. That way, when the crown is passed on, she'll be ready for it! And nobody has to die!" She was awfully cheerful for someone talking about her or her daughter's death.
"And… she's coming home from that trip today?" Eggplant guessed.
"Yeah," said Anemone, "and I think I see her flying down here."
Coral swung around, looking skyward. Eggplant ran over to join her. Sure enough, there was an escort of Seawing guards coming down, and in the middle, on very regal looking Seawing.
They touched down on the balcony, and Queen Coral was instantly on her feet, running over to give the supposed princess a hug, with Anemone darting to join her. Unfortunately, the swarm of guards around Tsunami was so dense, Eggplant couldn't catch a glimpse of her. He tried peeking between wings, only seeing flashes of indistinguishable blue scales.
There were so many voices, but one that stood out to him was one he didn't recognize, and also one that sounded particularly agitated. Suddenly, there was a break in the circle of dragons, and a figure stepped out.
About a head taller than Anemone with deep cerulean scales, she strode over in his direction, looking back at Coral and Anemone, not seeing him.
"Alright, I get it, yes, thank you, I feel so welcome home, now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go crash in bed for the next year!" she yelled back. Eggplant was too busy with his own thoughts from the scene, that he didn't even bother to move out of the way as Tsunami barreled into him, sending him tumbling into the ground with a thud.
"Watch where you're going, you little-!" As she turned her head his way to insult him, she stopped mid-sentence, staring down at the scavenger. He looked back up at her fearfully, worried that in her apparent rage she might do something rash.
Instead, she started blushing furiously. Of course, this didn't make her expression look any less enraged.
"YOU?!" she screamed, her face as red as a SkyWing's. Without giving him a chance to ask what she meant, she stormed out of the pavilion and into the royal sleeping quarters.
Eggplant hesitantly pulled himself off the ground, shaken up by her fury. Anemone came up behind him to help him up, and she sighed.
"Tsunami's always been… irritable, but she hasn't been this angry in a long time. I wonder what she's been through. I hope she's alright…" she trailed off, nervously.
Coral came to back them up. "I'm sure she's just stressed from the long trip and needs time to relax and unwind. She was gone for half a year, after all."
Half a year?! The idea of being gone on a trip for a full month baffled Eggplant. He couldn't even imagine being out for six.
"Here," Queen Coral gestured to the stomach-churning mountain of seafood on the table, "let's start eating now. I'm sure she'll be up soon."
Sure enough, after a few minutes, the new Seawing princess came creeping back into the pavilion. Eggplant and Anemone were wisely taking very small, very slow bites the whole time, to minimize the amount of food they'd end up cramming down their stomachs. Tsunami picked a random place at the table and began eating wordlessly.
She was still clearly frustrated about something, and - much to Eggplant's confusion - kept stealing glances at him, and once he noticed, she looked away, blushing. It made him wonder exactly what had happened during her half-year trip around the continent.
Coral and Anemone had tried to make conversation, but were quickly shot down by quick quips from Tsunami. Instead of getting angry at her attitude, however, the other members of Seawing royalty only sighed and kept eating. Evidently, this behavior was a lot more normal than Anemone would like Eggplant to believe.
Soon, Eggplant and Anemone couldn't stand the awkward atmosphere anymore, and both asked to be excused. Coral, understanding, let them go, letting them go while she and Tsunami were left alone with way more food than anyone would ever need.
Back in Anemone's room, the two collapsed on the bed together, mentally drained from the breakfast.
"...Are you sure your sister isn't always like that?" Eggplant asked.
Anemone sighed. "Okay, she's… like that a lot. But still, it feels somehow different now. I don't know why, even when she's angry, she feels… off."
"She kept staring at me before looking away when I saw her, did you see that?" Eggplant propped himself up on his elbows to look at her. Anemone looked back at him, somewhat surprised.
"Was she?" Of course, she had to flash her favorite perverse grin. "Maybe she has the hots for you, too? I wouldn't doubt it."
"Too, huh…?"
"Speaking of which," Anemone relaxed her body, her legs spread out to reveal her slit, "Where were we…?"
Eggplant smiled as he leaned over and pinned her down. Anemone kept smirking at him from below. "You're gonna finish what you started, right? You're gonna make me cum?" she asked.
Unexpectedly, Eggplant gave her a similarly lewd grin back. "That huge table of fish, and only one piece of 'seafood' stuck out to me that whole meal…" he spoke sensually as he began lowering himself down to her clit.
"S-Seafood? What do you -"
Anemone was cut off by Eggplant's tongue flicking into her pussy, making her cry out in pleasure.
The next morning was pretty normal, until Tsunami and Anemone began talking about Eggplant.
"So you enchanted a scavenger to speak and… grow, and made him your personal servant?"
Anemone wrapped an arm and a wing around Eggplant's shoulders, giving a bright, friendly smile. "Yep! It was mostly just an experiment, but he's great at what he does, and he's a good friend, too!" Eggplant blushed a little at Anemone's words of praise.
"A good friend, huh…" Tsunami trailed off. "Say, can I ask a favor? Could I try borrowing this… 'Eggplant' for the day?"
"Of course!" Anemone said enthusiastically, not even hesitating. "You can see for yourself how good he is! Besides, a queen-to-be has a lot more responsibilities than I do, so you'd probably need his help a lot more!"
"Right… Right, I would." Tsunami said slowly, as if she wasn't fully listening to Anemone. She turned to Eggplant. "Come with me. There's something we have to do."
"Of course, Your Majesty," Eggplant said. Wait, Your Majesty was for queens. Queens-to-be? Princesses? What was the title for princesses? Damnit, he'd forgotten. Probably from getting so casual with Anemone. Whatever. "May I ask where we are going?"
"...We're going to a nearby beach," Tsunami replied. By that time, Anemone had already said her goodbyes and walked away, leaving him alone with the Seawing heir. "There's… a, uh, new specimen. That I want to study. Yes. We're concerned it may prove to be an… invasive species." She spoke unusually slowly, calculating her words. A stark contrast to her anger from the day before. Was she hiding something?
"...O-Of course, Your Majesty," said Eggplant. He may as well stick with that for now. "How are we going to get there, may I ask?"
"Get on my back. We're flying."
Oh. Oh stars, no.
Eggplant tentatively hoisted himself onto her back, grabbing onto her shoulders. Flying always made him sick, but for some reason, this time the churning in his stomach wasn't from airsickness. There was a strange tension between him and this dragon, something he couldn't explain.
Tsunami spread her wings and took off, and soon, the two were smooth sailing in the air. For once, Eggplant didn't feel like he was about to throw up. He actually felt somewhat calm. Despite the wind rushing past his ears, it felt awkwardly quiet up here. Tsunami's face was hard, stern, facing straight ahead, and absolutely refusing to show emotion.
If she wasn't going to speak, neither was he. He readjusted his grip a bit and looked ahead in silence as she-
"I know what you've been up to lately."
Eggplant could literally feel his heart skip a beat at that.
"After visiting Glory- Queen Glory in the rainforest on my trip back, I found out about the things that you've been doing. The dragons you've been doing." She was quiet for a minute. Long enough for Eggplant to look over to the side and see how far down the fall was. He could survive it. Right?
"So you can imagine why my reaction was so… What it was- when I saw that you were in the Sea Kingdom. With my sister, of course." She explained rather calmly.
"How was she, by the way?" Noting his confusion at the question, Tsunami growled dangerously. "How much fun did you have with my sister, last night alone?" Eggplant was glad she couldn't really see him and his quickly reddening face.
"W-What do you mean-"
"Don't be an idiot." She hissed, cutting him off. "You both sounded like blue whales." Eggplant nearly fainted. She had heard? How many others had he and Anemone disturbed? Both literally and metaphorically.
"And don't get all flustered. It's a pretty secluded part of the palace. I'm pretty sure I was the only one who heard you two." She snorted, "It confirmed what I was hoping was just a joke from Glory." Eggplant fell silent for a while. Was he too far now to call for Anemone's help?
"It-it was… good…?" Eggplant tried saying. Praying that it was the answer that wouldn't get him flung two thousand feet above the water in a freefall. Tsunami didn't say anything else. Save for a few snorts that Eggplant could have easily imagined.
"Just good?"
Eggplant opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words to say. He averted his gaze from Tsunami entirely. "I…" He sighed, only half-sure this wouldn't get him killed instantly. "I'm… sorry, for all of this, I… I know it's weird, but your sister - A-Anemone and I, we, ah… I, I dunno, uh…"
Tsunami glared at his stuttering. "You, ah, uh, what?! Spit it out!"
Eggplant only stuttered harder, not sure exactly what he was even trying to say. Anything that came out of his mouth was just incoherent gibberish at this point.
Tsunami reared her head back at him, snarling through her shark-like teeth at him. "What is it?! You don't LIKE her, do you?!"
Eggplant's stammering ceased. He himself honestly wasn't sure what the answer to that was. He didn't know what Anemone was to him anymore. A master? A fuck buddy? A friend?
And then there was what Tsunami was insinuating…
"I… I don't know. Maybe I do," he answered as honestly as he could. "I'm sorry."
Tsunami groaned in annoyance. "Oh, stop apologizing for every little thing, you little punk, it's getting on my damn nerves!"
"Wha-"
He was cut off as Tsunami suddenly dive-bombed towards the shore. He gripped onto her shoulders for dear life, so hard that his hands started to grow numb. The wind rushing in his face blinded him, forcing him to close his eyes and look away as he tried desperately not to fall off.
Tsunami rolled in the air, flinging him off her back at well over three hundred feet in the air. He felt his stomach drop before, with expert grace, Tsunami caught him again at the peak of her rotation, carrying him under her with her talons. Eggplant's legs dangled freely as he had to force himself to not throw up.
Tsunami dove the rest of the way down, and when she was only a few feet from the ground, tossed Eggplant down onto the sandy shores. He landed on his back with a thud. Before he could get up to recover, the salty waves crashed over him, drenching him in seawater. He sputtered, coughing up the water, when Tsunami flew down and pinned him to the beach.
"Listen up, punk," Tsunami commanded, "I don't know what your relationship with my sister is exactly, but I want it figured out. I care deeply about my sister, but I don't know if I care about you. I'm not about to sit back and let her be ruined because she decided to sleep with an enchanted scavenger. Got it?"
Eggplant coughed off to the side, unable to speak. Tsunami reared up and slammed his shoulders down into the beach.
"DID YOU HEAR ME, FUCKBOY?! I SAID FOR YOU TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON BETWEEN YOU AND MY SISTER, BEFORE I CARVE OFF YOUR LIMBS AND SHOVE THEM IN YOUR-"
She paused. A long, painful silence was held. Eggplant could barely breathe.
Tsunami bit her lip, a sly grin growing on her features.
"Did you… just get a hard-on?"
Eggplant suddenly noticed how painfully hard he was, his shaft making a proud tent in his pants, scraping up against Tsunami's underbelly. Her grin grew wider as she pressed herself down onto his crotch, rubbing up against his growing member.
"You did!" she laughed, "Does getting beaten into the ground and yelled at by a big, sexy dragoness like me turn you on? Do you want me to grind on you more? Do you want to hilt yourself inside of me?" She sat down on top of his prick, causing Eggplant to groan as she rolled her hips on his. Another wave crashed into his side, making Eggplant jump as he was again drenched in the salty water. Tsunami only barked another laugh.
"I can feel you throbbing underneath me," she growled sultrily. "You know what? Six months of traveling left me with a lot of pent-up stress that I think you could help me relieve. If you can't explain why my sister likes you so much with your words, you can explain with your dick." With her razor-sharp talons, she shredded his pants, casting the ruined undergarments aside. Eggplant was quick to protest.
"M-M-My pants! W-What am I supposed to do when we get back?!"
"I don't know, figure it out yourself, it's not my problem. If you want to hide this big boy, why don't you cover it by shoving it inside my sister, huh?"
Eggplant didn't respond. He only watched as Tsunami reached down and began stroking his growing member off.
"And what a big boy this is, too…"
She stopped stroking him and instead pressed her thighs against his shaft, rubbing her legs against each other with his cock trapped between them. "Glory told me all kinds of stories of what you two did after dark. You like dragonesses' thighs, do you? You like getting crushed between my legs?" She squeezed harder, shifting her legs to move on top of one another.
She stopped suddenly. Eggplant gave a soft whimper of protest when he saw her getting off of him, until he realized that she wasn't standing up. She was positioning herself for his entry into her now-soaked pussy.
She pushed his tip inside of her, and they both let out embarrassingly loud moans when she slid his entire shaft inside of her tight slit. Her warm walls squeezed his member in a vice. She sat for a minute to adjust to his size before she lifted herself up, only to crash her hips back down into his, and began riding him.
Eggplant weakly reached to grab her ass while she bounced on him, but Tsunami was quicker, and wrapped her talons around his neck, softly choking him as she rode him. "Is this what you've been doing with Anemone?" she asked. "I wonder, does she dominate and use you like I am? Or does she quiver beneath you, completely at the mercy of your meat-stick? Maybe I should see for myself. Maybe I should join you two sometime," she teased.
"I-I…" Eggplant could barely cough up any words. "I-I'm… gonna.."
Tsunami, with her lightning-fast reflexes, lifted herself off of him and, just moments before he reached his release, squeezed tight at the base of his shaft, preventing him from blowing. "Nuh-uh-uh! Not until you ask nicely!"
"P-Puh…" Eggplant's throat was scorched with saltwater and withered from her choking. "P-Please…"
"Please, what?"
"M-M-Master, please, l-let me-!"
Tsunami put her free talon to her chin, in mock deep thought. "Hmm… I dunno…"
"P-P-Please, Master, let me cum! I'm begging you, p-please!"
"Hmmm… Fine."
She let go and rapidly stroked him off, the lubricant of her sex juices still coating his cock as she finished him. Eggplant groaned as he exploded all over her chest, his cum bursting out in ropes. Tsunami playfully clenched and unclenched around his member to control his orgasm.
"You've been very good to your Master," Tsunami purred. Eggplant wondered in the back of his mind if his semen was making her lose her inhibitions, like what happened with Glory. "And good boys get rewards…"
She moved her maw close to his prick, and flashed her razor-sharp shark teeth at him. "Don't worry. I'll try not to bite, just so long as you stay still," she giggled, as she rolled her tongue across the underside of his shaft.
"Actually, here," Tsunami said. She pulled the rest of her body on top of his, her alluring rear pressed right up against Eggplant's face. "If I'm going to please you, you'd better please me. You'd better to a good job, or my teeth might slip a little." she threatened, before slyly adding, "Not that you wouldn't, if my sister's cries from last night mean anything," and slid his dick into her mouth.
Eggplant moaned at the entry, but didn't want to sit idly by any longer. He gripped Tsunami's flanks a bit more roughly than he would have expected of himself. He felt the scaly flesh jiggle and warp under his hands, admiring the feel of her ass, before he stuck his tongue into her needing slit. He could feel Tsunami moan around his shaft as she bobbed her head up and down, which only made him work harder at eating her out, swirling his tongue all around her insides.
He moaned into her, tightening his grip on Tsunami's rear, but didn't dare move his lower body, terrified of the frightening-looking teeth in the Seawing's mouth. But despite that threat, he found Tsunami was criminally good at giving blowjobs. She suckled on his lip, lapping up any drop of precum that leaked from him, wrapped her tongue around his member while he was in her mouth, planted kisses around it, licked every inch of it off. She absolutely slurped him up.
"Ah! M-Master, I'm- I'm gonna-!"
This time, Tsunami did nothing but cram his cock all the way down her throat. She moaned deeply around his shaft as he shot his load deep into her throat, Tsunami taking gulp after gulp of his seed as he dumped his cum inside her mouth. The Seawing princess drank up his semen as he blew himself into her. When his orgasm died down, she pulled her maw off of his dick with a 'pop'.
"You're tasty. I think I'm starting to get an idea of why Anemone loves you so much," she sighed. She moved to straddle him again, but was surprised as Eggplant, with unprecedented strength, flipped them over. Tsunami found herself on her back, looking up at him. She gasped a little at the sudden show of force, before laughing it off.
"You really want to fuck me that badly?" she said as Eggplant lined himself up with her slit. He slowly pushed himself inside of her, feeling her insides clench around his member. He never noticed before, but Tsunami's face was sexy as hell. Her eyes rolled back a bit as she closed them, resting her head back into the sand, her mouth open with soft moans as he filled her.
Soon, he was all the way in, and began to pull himself out until only the tip remained. He pushed himself back inside of her until her crotch was pressed right up against his, and he pulled out again. Pumping in, pulling out, pumping in, pulling out. He filled her tight, slick pussy, gripping his dick in a vice, pistoning himself in and out of her. He planted one hand on her shoulder and another in the sand as he began to get into a rhythm.
"Y-You like this, don't you?" Tsunami gasped out. "You like fucking me when I'm not even the s-same species as you. Y-You like this, you dirty dragon-fucking pervert."
He barely even thought about anything aside from fucking Tsunami, who was writhing in pleasure in the beach sand. The water of the waves no longer kicked them down, but only gently rolled over them as they mated on the beach. It occurred to Eggplant just how open this all was; all his other "encounters" were behind closed doors, but out here, any Seawing passersby could catch them at any moment. Somehow, the thought was exhilarating, as he heightened his tempo a bit.
Eggplant's arm wobbled and gave way as he collapsed into Tsunami's chest, burying his face in the crook of her neck as he pounded her repeatedly. Tsunami, previously only laying still and taking his dick, wrapped her arms around his back to pull him closer to her. Her hind legs soon followed, pushing down against his hips in hopes of pushing him deeper inside of her.
"I…" Tsunami panted as she neared her edge. "I think I like it, too…"
The two embraced tightly together on the coast as they fucked, smooth skin slapping against cerulean scales. Their close proximity made for greater speed, and soon, both found themselves at the edge of a final orgasm. Their moans reached a vibrant climax as they, too, climaxed, Eggplant shooting his thick seed deep into the Seawing's womb, and Tsunami squirming as electricity shot through her body as the two came.
Eggplant, with what little strength he had left after their romp, rolled himself off of Tsunami and laid next to her on the beach sands, the salty tides rolling in and splashing over their tired and naked bodies like a blanket, before retreating into the sea. Both were panting heavily, desperate to catch their breath.
"I… think I can see why she likes you so much…" Tsunami whispered as they silently agreed to rest for a little longer.
"I assume you're not up for any 'fun' tonight?"
"No, I think… I think I just wanna lay down for now."
Eggplant had, with great difficulty, returned with Tsunami to the Seawing palace shortly after the two's 'bonding experience', and he had just finished explaining to Anemone what had happened between him and Tsunami. Anemone was amused to say the least, as she hugged him from behind as the two laid down in bed together.
"That's okay," said Anemone. "We don't have to mess around all the time. Let's just relax for now."
"R-Right," Eggplant yawned. "Nothing sexual, nothing weird, just… two friends, relaxing in bed together."
The two were silent for a minute, the darkened room washing over them, the only sounds being the distant flow of water. Eggplant was laying in front of Anemone facing away from her, so he couldn't see her expression.
"Eggplant…" she finally whispered. "Are we… friends?"
Something flashed through Eggplant's mind at these words.
"I don't know what your relationship with my sister is exactly, but I want it figured out. I'm not about to sit back and let her be ruined because she decided to sleep with an enchanted scavenger."
Tsunami's words echoed in his ears as he perked up to carefully answer Anemone's question.
"O-Of course we are. Why wouldn't we be?"
"W-Well, I just thought…" she trailed off. He could feel her arms just slightly tighten around him. "I was thinking about… I don't know…"
"Anemone?" he turned around in her arms and embraced her, burying his face into her chest. "Hey. You can tell me anything."
"...I was thinking that maybe…" she took a deep breath. Eggplant could hear her heart racing. "Maybe we'd be something…" Her arms faintly trembled around him.
"...More…"
Eggplant's mind went blank as he caught on. "...Oh," he dumbly responded. How was he supposed to respond to that? He supposed it made some level of sense, after how intimate their relationship was already. They were definitely past just being friends at this point. But this felt like… a big step, to say the least.
It really begged an obvious question. "...Why?"
Now it was Anemone's turn to be confused. She blinked, looking down at the scavenger she had in her arms. "W-What do you mean?"
"Why me?" Eggplant repeated. "Our first time, I mean - I took your virginity, didn't I? Is that not… wrong in some way?"
"Why would it be?" Anemone asked, tilting her head in confusion at him. Eggplant kept his head buried in her chest, keeping his gaze hidden.
"Look, I - I guess - this doesn't-" Eggplant struggled to pick the words he wanted, unsure of exactly what to say and how. "I'm… it's not the fact that we've been, ah…"
"Fucking?"
"Yes, fucking," Eggplant laughed. His mirth quickly faded, however. "It's not the fact that we've been fucking that I'm worried about. But that was your first time, Anemone. Why did you want to do that with me instead of another dragon?"
"...Eggplant." Anemone sighed, as she wracked her brain for the right words. Keeping one arm wrapped around Eggplant's waist, she moved her other arm to caress his cheek, still ducked below her chest, and gently lifted his face to look up at her. The room was empty and dark, but the glowing scales dotting Anemone's body illuminated both their faces as they stared deep into each other's eyes.
"Do you know how hard it is being royalty?" She took Eggplant's confused silence as a cue to continue. "Everything's a masquerade. People only care about objectives and how to achieve them, nobody gives a damn about you. Everything you do has to be in line with tradition and order. I wouldn't even have been able to find a mate without severe political whiplash."
"But you're different. I can relax around you, I don't have to worry about what any councilmen or advisors will think about what we do. When it's just you and I, I don't have to be the Seawing Princess, I can just be Anemone. It doesn't matter if we're just talking or we're going at it for hours, I've never felt so free with you here."
"This isn't about my virginity or even about sex, though that definitely played a part, I'll admit. I've been thinking about my emotions for a long time with a clear head, and I know exactly how I feel about you. I wouldn't have wanted to lose myself to anyone other than you."
Eggplant was stunned, his mind blank. He felt his heart thumping in his chest as he subconsciously tightened his hug with Anemone.
"...That's… a lot to take in."
Anemone could only sigh as she averted her gaze. "I know, I'm sorry, I just-"
"No, d-don't apologize," Eggplant said hurriedly. "Don't be sorry, It's just… I'm not… against the idea," he admitted. "I just need more time. I… I can't make a decision like this now. You said you've thought about this for a long time, and now I need to think, too."
Anemone gave him a small, understanding smile in the darkness. "That's the best I can ask for."
Eggplant hesitated for a minute before reaching up and planting a small kiss on Anemone's cheek, before quickly hiding his face back in her bosom. "Goodnight," he said quickly, curling himself up against her body.
Anemone only smiled as she wrapped her wings around him like large, leathery blankets, holding him close to her. "Goodnight," she said happily as the two fell asleep together.
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