Mr. Kobayashi's Dragon Maid
Warning: This fanfiction is a smut. If you're uncomfortable with frequent sexual themes and detailed lemon scenes, you may stop reading at any time. If this is your kind of thing, then strap in and prepare for a semi-genderbent version of Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid.
Cover art done by B33fy.
Story and concept by B33fy and Night.
Chapter written by Night. (B33fy was on hiatus for the time being.)
Edited in post by B33fy.
Chapter 6: Heat of the Moment
20 millennium ago...
Spake the royal messenger, "O, my liege!
"My liege! Thy queen's delivery is nigh!"
As hastily as was announced, 'twas so
That the Thane of Drachaheim did arise
To the royal infirmary, hasten'd.
Never so heavy a heart, so stone cold
In agony and torment, could stave off
Sorrow quite so unreachable as he;
The lord of chaos, suffering and pain
Once believed to have overcome, alas
Had unwittingly opened his heart to.
Deep in mourning and despair, 'twas but fate
That the Queen of Drachaheim shall be dead
The hour of birth under the new moon.
Thou hast delivered successfully so.
Even so, a bargain must be balanced."
"Hhn...!"
Tohru jolted awake. Faint was her vision, fuzzy were her thoughts. Tohru sat on the floor wearing only an oversized pale green T-shirt that Kobayashi had lent her, arms folded on the bedsheets, her body hunched over, as she'd fallen asleep at Seiji's bedside while taking care of him. Speaking of, she saw no sign of him; the bed was vacant, the pillows left with the caved in shape of a head, the comforter pulled back toward the foot end of the bed and the bedsheets outlined with the contours of a body that once lay asleep. Though he was absent from the current room, outside the bedroom music could be heard playing, though it was unlike any music she'd ever heard before. A familiar voice drifted from the kitchen area, and one could tell it was the kitchen for the pleasant sizzle and smell of breakfast in a frying pan over a stove wafted under the crack between the door and carpet.
"Holllld my breath as I wish for deeeathh, oh please God wake meee...!" came the voice of the man that Tohru admired, singing an unfamiliar song aloud. While it certainly wasn't music that Tohru had ever heard (or fancied, what with references to God, a deity Tohru despised), she decided that perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to listen to her master sing a bit from behind the door, before heading out into the living room...
Seiji
"Darkness! Imprisoning me! All that I see! Absolute horror! I cannot live! I cannot die! Trapped in myself! Body my holding celllllllll!" Flicking the pan to flip over my eggs, I followed along with the English lyrics of my favorite Metallica song the best I could, which blasted out from the mini bluetooth speaker next to the sink. As the eggs and thick cut pork belly sizzled in the pan, oil flicked up and down wildly in the pan while my arms created an imaginary drum solo at my favorite part of the song. Of course the pan wasn't in my wildly swinging fist, you kidding me? Had I wanted my eggs to go flying, I'd have done so, but the heat had been turned up so high that specks of stinging oil nipped at my arms. My impromptu drum solo doubled as a way to wave off the hot popping liquid, on top of having way too much fun in the morning.
"Landmine! Has taken my sight! Taken my arm-shit, that's not the line. Dah-dah-dah-dah, don't-know-the-words! Taken my soul! Somethin'-somethin', life in hell!" As the last instrumental finished, so did the making of one breakfast, my breakfast; one down, one left. Still there was more labor to be done, but nothing that 8+ years of experience in foodservice couldn't handle.
One Space Oddity and half a Photograph later (the Leppard kind, not the Nickelback kind), breakfast had been prepared for my now maid-of-one-and-a-half-months. The music ceased as I sat back to admire my creation. Golden over-easy egg yolks glistened in a blanket of soft morning light; a graceful and easy breakfast for two. Accompanied by a couple of cups of tea, darjeeling of course.
I chortled to no one in particular, "Howl's Moving Castle's got nothing on my breakfast preparation skills."
It may not have been anything too special; it was absolutely nothing special, really. For chrissake, it's just bacon and eggs, just breakfast.
But it was my breakfast.
My creation, my cooking. A thing I seldom did or achieved, especially considering my history with cooking, or lack of. My culinary repertoire was short, so seeing something that turned out... well, not burnt halfway to hell and back, was rewarding.
And oh, rewarding it was... succulent, salty and crisp cuts of fat rendered, well done pork belly, rich and tender oozing yolks of eggs over easy... floating in a well of ecstasy, it'd proven a challenge to escape and pull myself out of this euphoric state. Once I had however, I met the gaze of my dragon maid who sat across the table from me, watching with her chin propped upon her palms, elbows together and hunched forward in her seat. Not a word was said by her to pull me from my entranced state, she simply stared with a cute little grin. Her food yet to be touched, she naturally seemed more interested in watching me have my Shokugeki moment.
"G-good morning, uh... how, uh... how long have you been sitting there for...?"
"Oh, not too long Mr. Kobayashi! Eheehee!~" Tohru beamed ear to ear. "Itadakimasu!~" she sang, before finally digging into her food. It took a little while in the month and a half that she lived with me, but she finally learned to start eating without asking me for permission, on top of other things of course. She'd stopped washing the laundry in her mouth and no longer sniffed my clothes like a drug addict (as far as I was aware...), she learned how to use the computer without my help, and she'd started going to the supermarket by herself to get groceries. Initially I grew worried about her going by herself, but every now and again I would remind myself that she's a dragon and could protect herself, as crazy as it was to actually tell myself that in the beginning. Though over the course of six weeks, I'd grown used to it.
Speaking of groceries, I'd noticed that Tohru hadn't yet picked up any for the week. Naturally, I asked her about this at the table.
"No, I haven't gotten any groceries yet; I'd already planned to go today because I did the laundry yesterday and didn't have time to go before the market closed."
"Yeah, that's fine as long as you wash the laundry not in your mouth. I mean... for the past few weeks you've been good about that, so that's fine because I know laundry is time consuming." From muscle memory, I glanced over at the clock (as if I was going to be late for work on a Saturday).
"Say, I know we haven't gone shopping together for... what, a few weeks now? That's because you've gotten the hang of going by yourself, right?" To this, she nodded. "Tell you what. Not because I don't think you're capable of going by yourself, but I'm gonna go with you today because I have Saturdays off, as you know."
Tohru beamed. "Because you have nothing better to do, right?"
"I have nothing to do. At all. We'll go as soon as we're done eating."
"Okay!" Immediately, Tohru began scarfing down her food, and either not noticing or ignoring my protests for her to slow down eating. All I gotta do is tell her we'll be spending time together and she effectively drops whatever she's doing, jeez. Less than two minutes had passed and she was left with naught but a crisp strip of bacon.
"That was delicious, Mr. Kobayashi... next time though, you know I can help you out... and not just with cooking, you know..." she purred that last part with not-so-subtle allure in her voice, which she knew always made me nervous.
"Y-yeah, you can help if you want next time, I just, y'know, wanted to do something nice for you..." After I spoke I stuffed the last bit of egg white into my mouth with the last piece of bacon, then there was a short silence as I watched Tohru lick her strip of bacon and then effectively deepthroat it, causing my eyes to widen and for me to choke on my food. Chewed up bits of egg and bacon shot out of my mouth and some through my nose, causing a burning sensation at the back of my nasal cavity.
"Oh my goodness! Are you okay Mr. Kobayashi?" She exclaimed half-concerned, half-stifling laughter.
"Yeah, yeah... I'm alright..." I winced, drinking the entire cup of water. My nasal cavity felt ruined. Violated by bits of food. Things that were never meant to be up there. "I'm done. Eating. Yep, I'm ready to go now. Let's go."
Tohru nodded, still giggling a bit. I said nothing in response to this, only beginning to gather up the plates. Naturally, Tohru tried to take the plates from me saying "Allow me!~", but this time with a curt "I got it," I took the plates over to the sink by myself, briefly rinsing them and shoving them into the dishwasher. Was I ticked off because I nearly choked on my food? Not really. Was I mad at Tohru for laughing at my expense? Of course not. Was I thinking about what she'd just done with the bacon? Absolutely. Was I annoyed at her for acting like that? You could put it that way.
And, it wasn't as if this just happened out of nowhere. Tohru knew that I got flustered very easily, and ever since a couple of weeks after she'd moved in she'd been teasing me nearly every chance she got. When she made the bed or cleaned the tub she would bend over whenever I came into the room or when she knew I was watching and purposely shake or sway her tush. When she would hang the laundry to dry, sometimes she'd wear just a T-shirt and nothing else so that I'd catch a glance of the "full moon" when she tiptoed to reach the clothesline. Sometimes when she made food she would wear an apron that showed ample cleavage. She didn't wear only the apron, thank goodness, but I did my best not to let any stray glances hover her way as to not encourage her slutty behavior any more than was already being shown. Even when she spoke, she would find ways to make certain things she said sound horny or suggestive. Not every time she spoke, but still often enough that it was starting to get under my skin a bit.
I decided that I'd confront her about it later.
At the market, it seemed as though Tohru was well acquainted with all of the vendors and shop owners in the district. Everyone seemed to recognize Tohru; aside from the shop owners, most likely regulars. I didn't know how to take this, whether I should be concerned that Tohru was acquainted with the deli man or happy that she was becoming more normal in a social sense. Even the way she spoke to people reflected her rapid growth in the past month or so that she'd spent with me.
"Tohru, how do you know so many people...? Better yet, how often do you come here?" I became self-conscious of my own social skills, thinking about how easily Tohru could talk to these folks as if it was nothing.
Tohru replied with a smile, "I kinda lost track of how many times I've been here in the last month, but I've gotten to know the people because I realized that I don't have to be so shy and uptight around humans, otherwise they start to get suspicious of me as though I'm hiding something. But the less tense I am, the more natural I seem, and the more friendly everyone is! It's like they say, the best defense is nothing at all!"
"I don't think anyone has ever said that, Tohru. I think the saying is, 'the best offense is a good defense', but I suppose you're right about that. Good on you for becoming more sociable."
"Oh? Is that praise I hear, Mr. Kobayashi?~ And just half an hour ago you were mad at me, weren't you?" Tohru teased again.
"I-I wasn't mad at you! I couldn't hold a grudge for that long anyway, if I was mad at you!" I closed my eyes and sighed. "Listen Tohru, I need to talk to you later about that..."
"About what, Mr. Kobayashi?" Tohru giggled, as she knew quite well what I was talking about.
"You know what about. I'd rather not talk about it here, because... well, you know... people around."
"But why?~ These people are comfortable with me, it just seems like you're the only one who's not...~" Tohru hugged my arm, and I could feel her soft breasts give my shoulder a loving squeeze. It became clear exactly what was wrong with Tohru, as though I couldn't put my finger on it before.
"T-Tohru, I think we're done shopping." Goddamned lass is gonna make me risk it all.
Tohru's face was hot and blushing, and a bit too close to mine.
I want her.
I tried to ignore my innate desires.
Right here.
My stupidly naïve impulses.
Right now.
Thinking with my other head.
In the middle of the market.
It said...
God forgive me...
... that all I wanted to do was take Tohru into an alleyway and get hot and heavy with her, pinning her to the wall and stripping her little dress off, punishing her for teasing me, watching her make all sorts of lewd faces and listening to her moan while giving her exactly what the fuck she wanted, ahh, Tohru-
"Hey! Get back here! Someone stop that guy!" Snapping back to reality, gravity surprisingly didn't give out, and pulling my mind out of the gutter (or in this case, the alleyway) Tohru and I realized that a serious situation was afoot. Some guy in a ski mask had supposedly stolen a handbag and was making off with it, and-
Everything seemed to happen at once...
... Looking behind me, time seem to slow down as a lady pointed in my direction. I became frightened for a second until I realized that the thief was in my direction, I was just in the way of where she pointed.
... Turning my head back around, Tohru was no longer clinging onto me and in fact had left her shoes and socks on the ground. She was gone and I hadn't seen what'd happened.
... There remained a small crater in the ground where she once stood, and an even larger crater several meters up ahead where a man dressed in all black was laying facedown and either unconscious or dead in the crater, and Tohru walking back in my direction with a purse in her bare hand.
... Seeing her bare hand made me realize that her left hand glove was with her shoes and socks, and I looked down at the shoes, but in my peripheral I noticed a figure that stood out from the crowd, a rather short young girl dressed in white.
... Everyone stared at Tohru. I hadn't the time to look over at the figure at that moment, because the lady wavered over to Tohru who had retrieved her handbag, dumbfounded and frightened, and my focus was on Tohru, who simply smiled at the lady. When my gaze darted back toward the crowd, the figure was gone.
... The two of us were the center of attention, and the stares that both of us received were less-than-satisfactory, at least it seemed to me. Grabbing Tohru by the wrist, I decided that we were done shopping prematurely and led her out of the shopping center. We'd passed by the man laying facedown on the ground. He twitched and groaned audibly. Thank goodness he survived.
The whole experience happened in less than a minute, and brought me to my senses very quickly. The walk back to the apartment was short; once we'd gotten back, I hurriedly shut the door and had Tohru sit at the kitchen table. Tohru looked visibly nervous, sheepish as though she were a dog with its tail between its legs. She looked up at me briefly, then stared back down at the table as we made eye contact.
"Okay, listen." Tohru's gaze shifted to various different spots on the table, only rarely glancing up in my direction. Now she was acting more like a child that'd just gotten into mischief, if incapacitating/nearly killing a man classified as "mischief". "Are you okay Tohru?" No response and a brief silence caused me to ask again, earning me a shy nod. "Listen, Tohru. I'm not upset at you, okay? I just need to know if you're okay, because you've been acting strange today. Are you really okay?"
"W-what do you mean...? Do you think something is wrong with me, Kobayashi-san?"
I shook my head. "Well, not entirely, no. But what happened a few minutes ago in the shopping district was dangerous, you could've killed that man. You understand? You can't just go around killing people, Tohru."
"B-but why? He'd stolen that purse from the lady, it was only fair that he be punished for-"
"Tohru, would you kill me?"
"W-what...?" Tohru was taken aback by the out-of-the-blue question.
"Would you kill me?"
"N-no, of course not Mr. Kobayashi! How could I ever even imagine committing such a heinous act? You saved my life, not that other man. I could never harm you, but anyone else-"
"No, listen Tohru... I don't care who it is, whether they saved you or not, I don't care how much you hate humans or how little you care about them, you can't just kill people. You can't hurt people like that either. You don't have to like them, you don't have to attach any significance to them, but you just can't kill them. You understand what I mean?"
Tohru paused, thinking for a moment, then nodding slowly. "I understand... I know I'd said that my opinion on humans had changed, but in reality I only feel that way about you, Mr. Kobayashi... I'm... I'm in love with you, Kobayashi-san, and I would do anything for you. I truly do despise humans... it's been impressed upon me all of my life, so I couldn't simply just turn that around instantly. But if your wish is for me to not harm or kill humans, then I'll obey your command."
"Good, Tohru. That's a start. Although, another thing I wanted to talk about..." Tohru and I met eyes for a split second, and she darted her eyes away quickly. Tohru was an animal too. Dragons must go through the same thing as animals do. All this excessive affection must've meant one thing...
"Tohru, you're in heat, aren't you...?" I received only silence and stillness from her for the next minute or so. As I opened my mouth to ask again, she nodded slowly, and I nodded in understanding after her. "I need you to understand, Tohru... I understand that all creatures go through this sort of thing. Although, it's been getting a little out of hand since a few weeks ago. You tease me sometimes, that I understand, that's fine. But when it's all the time, I'm surprised that I didn't realize until now about your situation. You're in heat, right? Is this month your usual mating season?"
"W-well... the months don't match up too well from my world to yours, because there are a few discrepancies about how time is measured, but yes, this is about the normal time that female dragons my age would start their estrous period, if we're going by my world's time..."
"Right... I understand that you have urges too..." I harkened back to the fantasy I had in the shopping center... I gulped, realizing that Tohru had undone the shirt of her maid dress, exposing generous amounts of cleavage. The way she leaned forward didn't help matters; in fact, it only made things worse by the way they squeezed outward on full display, the lustful glint of her eyes and the way she bit her lip and her breathing rate increased subtly.
I wanted... something... I didn't know exactly what, because on one hand, she was my maid. Did I want to maintain a more professional relationship with her, despite the fact that she was infatuated with me already, or was I finally ready to give into desire, to throw away my morals and risk it all on this girl? Besides, I knew I was still probably waiting... for that one person... but I also didn't know if I was ready yet, not yet ready to commit... before I'd mentioned that I had a particular taste in women, but one of the other reasons I don't date is because of my own inadequacies and insecurities. So now I was confused and lost on what I wanted for myself, but my desire said differently. I knew what I wanted at the moment, need I go into more detail than before? But I remained hesitant, scared that my actions now would affect my commitment and choices later on. My mind raced at a thousand miles per minute, and cluttered up with what-ifs and second-guesses.
Being mentally preoccupied, I hadn't realized that I'd gotten up and walked over to Tohru, who now sat looking up at me with a surprised blush on her cheeks, those soft cheeks of hers... I couldn't help but reach up to caress her cheek softly with my right hand thumb, as though my body was acting on its own.
Before Tohru could say anything, and before I could think about what I was doing, I'd inched my face in closer to hers until our lips pressed together in burning hot desire. Try as I might to pull away from the situation, I was found unable to do so, and in fact ended up kissing her deeper the more my morals tried to drive me away from her pillow-soft lips, from her intoxicating rhythm and serpentine tongue that greeted my own very warmly. The longer I stayed, the more erratic and the quicker the pace of our little make-out session.
It wasn't until Tohru stood up with me that things began to take a different turn.
XXX
We'd made our way awkwardly over to the sofa, where she pushed me down onto the cushions, hands exploring places they shouldn't and wrapping all around me as though she were trying to trap me in her desperate grasp. Halting briefly only to remove the outer part of her dress, unbuttoning her shirt and stripping it, her bra, and her gloves completely, I took the opportunity to remove my own shirt until both of us resumed our wild kissing frenzy, both topless and drowning in lust. The way her huge bare breasts mushed against my chest awakened a new desire, to answer her tacit call and grope them. Desire wasn't the only thing awakened though, and now trying to grope her breasts while lying at a strange angle wasn't the only thing that was hard.
Tohru noticed this as my bulge rubbed against her inner thighs, dangerously close to her tight, wet snatch. She broke the kiss, leaving a gleaming strand of saliva connecting both of our lips, and grinned naughtily while biting her lower lip. Eagerly, she reached down to rub my bulge and move it away from her crotch, earning her a breathy moan.
Swiveling around to adjust my sitting position, I sat with my legs open on the middle cushion. Tohru yanked off my pants and hastily slid my hot shaft directly into her mouth, causing my head to fall back almost immediately in pure ecstasy.
"Tohhruuuu..." I moaned, panting heavily and patting her head lovingly, lustfully. I could tell that Tohru enjoyed the sound of my moans, and I eventually gave into my demons of lust fully. Soon I'd become a hot, drooling, moaning mess.
Tohru continued bobbing her head up and down on my cock, slurping and moaning and sucking like a pro. I didn't care at the moment where she'd learned how to do it so well, but looking back she must've been watching porn on my computer to study. While that wasn't exactly the best way to study sexual intercourse, I didn't question it. The way her tongue started from the base of my balls and slithered all the way to the top was intoxicating to say the least, and I could feel pressure building up. She seemed to know this by the way my legs flexed and tensed up, and she started to suck more erratically and quicker until I gave her the signal that I was about to cum. Her instincts urged her to pull out and put it between her other lips, but as she pulled out, all I could do in the heat of the moment was force her mouth back down onto my cock and release down her throat.
"Ghaaahhnn... Mr. Kobayashi, you dummy! I wanted you to impregnate me...!" She pouted, swallowing the last of my cum, but then licked her grinning lips. "But that was fun..." Tohru stood up to remove her dress completely until she was fully nude, and I simply stared, eying her gorgeous body up and down, defiling her with my gaze. Though I was in my refractory period, I knew exactly what she wanted. I didn't wanna take it all the way yet, but I had a plan to quell her heat cycle. Instantly, I leaned forward and hugged her legs to me, grabbing and squeezing her bubble butt and burying my face in her nether regions. Though she didn't smell like too much, I licked her wet snatch to find that it was sweet, almost salty. I didn't care about the taste, all I cared about was administering enough pleasure to make her scream. She moaned as I licked her once, then louder as I continued twice, three times, four and five and six, seven and eight, nine, ten and eleven times then suddenly getting the urge to pick her up and take her to bed.
"Eep! Eheheehee!~" Tohru yelped, giggling as I swept her off her feet, carrying her bridal style to the bedroom. Slamming the door with my foot, Tohru giggled at my aggressive actions, then almost laughing completely as I threw her onto the bed. Now there was a fully nude anthropomorphic dragon girl shyly holding a pillow in her arms and covering her horny, uncontrollable grin.
Her laughing turned to sighs and moans of pure bliss as I continued what I'd started in the living room, lapping up her love juices like some thirsty wolf, exploring with my tongue and riding her waves of pleasure as she occasionally bucked her hips in her spikes of pleasure.
"Easy there..." I grabbed a pillow and slid it under her backside, then continuing to make-out with her pussy lips, licking her all over and inside. Her clit, her labia, inside her pussy, and even getting my fingers in there to find her g-spot and stimulate it as much as I could. It wasn't long before her first rocking orgasm, that she made clear with a pillow-muffled, yet loud wail, barely allowing the actual words "I'm gonna cum!" to escape her mouth between breathy moans and squeals of pleasure. I didn't stop there, however. I continued to eat away at her slit, making sure my tongue went as deep as it could go, then taking a break by switching to my middle and ring fingers before resuming my lustful tongue-action, switching on and off for... god knows how long. I'd lost track of time before I lost track of how many orgasms I gave her, and after Tohru came for the nth time, she lay there just panting with one foot under the cover. When I asked her if she wanted the cover over her, all she could do was shake her head slowly. After a few minutes she began to snore quietly, leaving me still awake and exhausted and in my thoughts. I didn't have the energy to get up and clean myself, nor did I care. As I was falling deeper into slumber, all I could think was...
... oh god... what have I done.
It was the heat of the moment that shone in her eyes.
Confront, pt. 4
T - So, Ms. Fumikage, you're filling in for B33fy for the time being? I haven't seen him in a while, is he decent?
N - Oh, B33f? Yeah, he's just got a lot going on. He's still in college, you know.
T - Yes, I always thought him a bit young to be an author...
K - Hellooo, Kobayashi-sannn?
T - Kanna-chan, what are you doing in here?
K - Tohru-san, I came to look for Mr. Kobayashi. I wanted him to read me a bedtime story~
T - Okay, but we're in the middle of recording a post-chapter skit, so you'll have to come back later okay? Or, I can ask Seiji if he'll tuck you in, okay?
K - Ohkayyy. Who is this lady, Tohru-san?
T - Kanna, you remember the writers I told you about that come to visit sometimes when you're at school? This is one of the writers, her name is Night. She's filling in for B33fy-san.
N - Hi, you must be Kanna! Nice to meet you!
K - Hii, Kobayashi-san is going to read me a bedtime story~
N - Oh, is he? That's wonderful sweetheart! Maybe Miss Tohru will help you find him, then you can read with him! How's that sound?
K - Yayyy~ I'm going to look for him.
T - Okay, I'll text him for you, okay?
K - Kayyy.
N - What a sweet girl! Anyway, since when did you get a phone?
T - Oh, I've had one for a while now. Just don't use it too often, I only use it to text Kobayashi and B33fy-san. I can add your number if you want?
N - Sure thing... wait, is that still recording? How much time is left?
T - Here, I'll stop the recording, not like we had much to talk about this episode... Er, join us in the next chapter everyone, ehehe...