“Mmnn…?”
Feeling a hot, moist, and extremely pleasurable undulation from his lower body, Vahn opened his eyes to find a perky butt, milky white thighs, and slightly swollen yet perfectly symmetrical vulva dominating his vision. The thing that captured his attention the most, however, was the strawberry-blonde, fox-like, tail bobbing playfully as the mischievous minx massaging his testicles managed to take the full length of his not-so-little dragon into her throat.
“This is a hell of a way to wake up every morning…”
Hearing Vahn’s words, the aforementioned minx released his member from her mouth with a pop before practically sitting on his face and saying, “You’re the one who made me this way. It’s too late to start complaining now.”
Since he wasn’t in a position to respond verbally, Vahn grabbed the woman’s waist, anchoring her in place as his tongue invaded her steamy folds and probed perennially tight entrance. Her v***** was unique in the sense that her entrance would contract to an impenetrable nine millimeters when she was either not in the mood or feeling obstinate. Inversely, whenever she was feeling especially horny, her inner walls would roll to create a powerful suction that would forcibly essentially swallow whatever dared enter into the very depths of her remarkably moist pressure chamber.
Fortunately, or perhaps not, the mischievous woman was almost always insatiably horny, so, while there had been a few incidents near the very beginning, Vahn no longer had to worry about having his tongue or p**** nearly amputated whenever she tensed up or climaxed. Instead, he would get a face full of peculiar honey-flavored love juices, a surprisingly common feature among females with draconic heritage.
With her body trembling from her waist to the fox-like ears protruding from the top of her head, the woman, Ureko, demonstrated a complete lack of inhibitions as she wiggled her low body and sweetly moaned, “Hnnnng~!? Your tongue is reaching all the way to my womb~! And you wonder how I ended up this way~?”
Feeling a mixture of pleasure and jubilation rising from her lower body and tickling her brain, Ureko punctuated her question by placing her full weight against Vahn’s face and arching her back to the point that the only thing keeping her from falling backward was the latter’s hold on her waist. This was her way of telling him that she wanted his tongue to go even deeper. Instead, Vahn allowed his tongue to grow thicker, forcibly expanding her walls before a powerful vibration spread through his body and into hers.
“Ahahahahahaha~!”
Despite laughing in an exuberant manner, almost as if she was responding to someone tickling her under the arms, the slovenly expression on Ureko’s face resembled a woman in the deepest throes of pleasure. For a brief moment, her ruby-red eyes even began to roll towards the back of her head until she forcibly bit the side of her lips and remarked, “You cheeky little brat…”
While it might sound odd for Ureko to refer to the man she had chosen as a ‘brat’, it had already been more than three years since she and Vahn entered this timeless place. Though a fair amount of this time had been spent having sex and experimenting with all manner of plays, their weakened physiques required them to rest quite often. As a result, approximately 80% of their time had been spent just resting, relaxing, messing around, and, more importantly, talking.
When Ureko first learned that Vahn was only a few hundred years old, she genuinely didn’t believe him. It was only when he allowed her to view much of his journey from start to finish that she began to realize just how monstrous her chosen partner truly was. After that, any lingering doubts she had regarding her decision had faded away, and, as a result, Vahn often found himself on the receiving end of a ‘very’ proactive half-dragon’s affections.
Vahn had been rather fond of this development at the start, but, after a while, Ureko, seemingly in an attempt to unnecessarily ingratiate herself to him, began to demand ‘training’. His attempts to talk her out of it had failed, so, after more than three years within the sealed dimensional space, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that Ureko’s body had been thoroughly trained to respond to even mild stimulus. He could make her enter a heat-like state by simply staring at her, and, by snapping his fingers, a suggestion that had been planted deep within her mind would cause her sensitivity to increase with each successive snap.
Demonstrating how effective this training had been, Vahn gently pressed his index finger into the pressure point beneath Ureko’s navel. In response, she immediately leaned her body forward, her eyes swimming due to the sudden and involuntary change in orientation. Then, before she could even hope to recover, he lightly smacked her butt and said, “Present.”
As if a jolt of electricity had run through her body, Ureko jolted forward before pressing her face and body against the bed with her butt in the air. Immediately after that, with her head turned sideways and a glazed look in her eyes, she practically pried herself open with both hands before saying, “My body…is always…ready…please enjoy…your stay~” in an impassioned tone.
With the entrance of Ureko’s v***** visibly expanding along with her invitation, Vahn felt a sudden and instinctual urge to swallow as he positioned his glans between her glistening, ruddy-pink, folds. At that exact same moment, Ureko, matching his movements perfectly, pushed back her hips while raising her upper body in a single smooth motion. This allowed her to practically ‘devour’ his p**** in one fell swoop, a sonorous, “Nnnnnnnn~.” emanating from her throat as she resisted the urge to continue moving on her own.
Though he still didn’t think it suited such a proud woman, Vahn couldn’t help but smile in response to Ureko’s obedient display. Then, while provoking her descended womb, ever eager to receive his incomparable vital essence, he teasingly remarked, “Ever the greedy bottom…”
Having recovered some of her faculties after the initial suggestions wore off, Ureko looked back with a slightly pouty expression on her face as she complained, “Mouuu…you’re the one who made me this way. You’d better take responsibility…”
Resisting the urge to remind her that she was the one who had constantly requested additional and more intense training, Vahn raised his right hand, middle finger and thumb pressed together as he asked, “Since today is supposed to be our last, shall we stress test the limitations of the suggestions I placed on your body and mind…?”
Rather than immediately replying to Vahn’s words, Ureko swallowed audibly as a mix of excitement, concern, and giddiness spread through her body. A few of their more intense training sessions had nearly traumatized her, and, were it not for the fact she genuinely believed Vahn would never harm her, she never would have been able to come this far. As for why she wanted him to train her, it was largely due to the fact that she might try and kill him the moment they leave this place. A dragon’s pride couldn’t be underestimated; so, since Vahn had placed them in a situation where he couldn’t suppress her draconic nature, Ureko decided to undermine her own instincts by permitting him to dominate both her body and mind.
Though these were the types of thoughts running through Ureko’s mind, it had already been some time since she habitually replied, “Of course~.” in a sensual tone. There was no way she could resist Vahn in her current state. Her body literally craved his touch, and, though she could restrain herself if she really wanted to, the truth of the matter was that she didn’t. He had introduced her to a world of pleasure that most simply couldn’t fathom, and, as terrifying as the descent had been, she didn’t regret allowing him to irreversibly corrupt her.
Comforted by the licentious sound of a persistent ‘pah’ that sent waves of pleasure throughout her entire body, Ureko was oblivious to the sounds of snapping that caused the fox-like ears atop her head to twitch. It was like her very existence was being overwritten by the boundless pleasure she was experiencing. The only thing that could reach her in this state was Vahn’s voice, and, as a result, he was able to implement as many suggestions as he wanted without her offering even a modicum of resistance.
“Let’s see…rather than a kitsune, how about we try turning you into a lactating catgirl? You always did enjoy it when I suckled your nipples…”
Though their powers were supposed to be sealed within this sub-dimensional space, both Ureko and Vahn were still Tier 5 beings. She had previously regarded herself as a perfect existence, and, as a result, she had been unable to modify her original form. Now, however, she regarded whatever he saw fit as perfection. He just needed to make a suggestion, and, almost as if she were under the effects of the Law of Normalcy, she wouldn’t find anything even remotely strange with her body.
Responding to his words, the fox-like tail protruding from Ureko’s backside condensed to resemble the tail of a cat. A similar phenomenon occurred atop her head, but, far more noticeable than both of these things was the fact her breasts had ballooned from modest B-Cups to remarkably maternal Ds in an instant. Almost immediately thereafter, a milky white substance began to leak from the two pale-pink protrusions at their center, followed by a slightly started gasp from the blonde bombshell as she remarked, “I’m leaking…” in a slightly melancholic yet deeply impassioned tone.
Never one to leave his lovers feeling sad or lonely, Vahn flipped Ureko onto her back before taking her left nipple into his mouth. This caused a profoundly relieved expression to blossom on her face as she stroked the back of his head and said, “How cute…you’re almost like a baby…”
The moment the word ‘baby’ left Ureko’s mouth, the inside of her v***** tensed with such extreme pressure that all the precum in Vahn’s urethra was immediately sucked out. This was the one thing that hadn’t changed about her even after three years. She desperately wanted a child, and, were it not for the fact they had agreed to wait until they departed the sub-space, he might have given her several just to satiate her extraordinary maternal instinct.
It was his desire to provide her some relief that led to Vahn initially suckling Ureko’s breasts. Even as far back as Danmachi, Ryuu had confessed to him how therapeutic it was to let him drink her breast milk throughout her pregnancy. It was an extremely intimate act that encouraged the production of additional breast milk whilst simultaneously helping to alleviate the tenderness associated with the production process. Thus, after hearing similar claims from several of his wives and women, suckling a lactating woman’s breasts had become one of Vahn’s guiltier pleasures.
Despite her clarity gradually returning, a gentle and affectionate expression spread across Ureko’s face as she continued to gingerly caress Vahn’s hair. It didn’t even cross her mind to question how her breasts had suddenly swollen to the point of producing milk. Instead, she felt a strange sense of relief seeing Vahn suckling her nipple with his eyes closed. He just seemed so content, so, much like the other girls he had questioned, she lied about how good it felt.
The thing that really allowed her to immerse herself in the act was the peculiar aura of vulnerability that radiated from Vahn’s body whenever he let others pamper him. He didn’t seem to be aware of it himself, but, whenever he was with an older or more mature woman, there were moments when Vahn behaved very much like a spoiled child. This stimulated the maternal instincts of the girls with a strong desire to have children of their own, so, while people like Ryuu hadn’t lied when they said it was a very therapeutic experience, the main beneficiary was none other than Vahn.
“There, there…no need to rush…we still have all the time in the world…”
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(A/N: Alternate Titles: ‘The return of the R18…!?’,’What even is this chapter…’,’Vahn is a big baby…’)
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