Plang's Childlike Devotion
Despite her prickly exterior, I couldn't help but chuckle at the way Plang's sensitive spot—hidden deep inside like it was embarrassed—reacted so differently from a human's. What a cute little bitch...Heh heh. The sensation from my glans was unique, her cervix sucking at me with wet, slurping pulls. Aroused by it, I sped up my hips even more. Thwack! Thwack! Splack! Every thrust made her breasts jiggle wildly, hitting me with such intense visual pleasure that even my rough edges started to soften without me realizing it. If Plang had even given me her horns for my sake, I owed her some service in return. With a mischievous grin, I tensed my lower body and slammed my hips forward, piercing straight through her cervix. Squelch.
"Aaaahhh!!!"
Plang's back arched sharply as she let out a guttural scream from the intense stimulation. Even more satisfied, I ground my cock in circles against her cervix, and with her choking gasps came the sight of her cute navel flanked by perfectly defined abs. Weren't female bodies just beautiful? Pleased, I buried myself to the hilt in that position and unleashed my load. Spurt! Splurt!
"Hnnnghh!!!"
Her thighs trembled sweetly, still wrapped around my waist, while her wild tail—knowing full well I was the one driving her crazy—clung tight to my stomach, squeezing hard. It was almost like squeezing toothpaste out of a tube, only heightening my satisfaction and making more cum pour out—a pathetically loving display. In that moment, my ejaculating semen shot straight into the womb of this non-human dragonkin, with not a single drop leaking from our joined parts. Plang's lascivious form, gulping and clutching me fiercely, was nothing but adorable now.
Cute, huh... I'd meant to give her a proper lesson, but I'd fallen for her first. Her pussy walls squirmed around me, and thanks to her tight, powerful grip, even without moving my hips, the stimulation kept my orgasm going, cum flowing steadily. I leaned down and licked from her belly up to her nape, and her pussy clenched again in response. After dumping this much, Plang wouldn't dare act cocky toward me anymore. I'd been steadily circulating the Moonlight Body Heart Technique ever since her horns broke... I rolled over onto my back, pulled Plang's head into my arms, and adjusted our position.
A ticklish sensation made me glance down—her sharp horn was poking at my chest. I gently turned her head to straighten her out, and only then did she seem comfortable, hugging me back. As I fondled her naked body in my arms and counted the scales on her lower back, sleepiness overtook me, ending that eventful night.
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"Mmm..."
Sunlight poured through the window onto my eyelids, making me grumble briefly. But my mind snapped awake, eyes flying open.
Fuck, this is bad.
Turning my head revealed a trashed inn room. Puddles of my cum everywhere—it was hard to tell if this was a place humans lived or a cheap whorehouse. After our first night, Plang must've been totally wiped out, since even the next day she hadn't woken. Her constant heavy breathing as she lay in bed kept me hard, so after slipping notes under Tier and Daphne's door, I'd come back and shoved my cock into Plang's pussy again, pounding away all day long against her unconscious form. Her lower belly, cradled in my arms, was now bulging full of my semen—like she was pregnant with eggs. But since it was my handiwork, pulling out felt like a waste, so I'd left it plugged in to marinate. That was the current situation.
I needed to clean this up before Plang woke. It was seriously disappointing.
"Hoo..."
I gently stroked her lower back, sighing as I eased her out of my arms. As her face came into view, those bright red reptilian eyes stared straight at me, unflinching.
Oh shit...
A naked human man soaked in cum on a semen-stained bed, facing a red-eyed dragonkin. Were we having a staring contest? We just looked at each other while the distant crow of a rooster echoed from outside.
F-Fuck. What do I do?
My plan while fucking her had been to play dumb about the sex—blame it on the drugs—and pin the horns on Zeke. Of course, that assumed she'd wake up prim and proper in a dress, not like this. But life threw curveballs, leaving me sweating bullets. Plang's eyes calmly scanned me, then darted around—taking in the room, her state, everything with emotionless composure. It was straight out of a horror flick. For now, I had to gauge her reaction and improvise. Taut with tension, hands slick with cold sweat, how long did I wait like that, just watching her squirm? Inappropriately, my cock twitched inside her.
"Ack!"
Her pussy clenched in response, like it was replying to my dick. Startled, Plang finally pulled away from my chest and looked down at our connected lower halves.
"Ha... hot... ngh..."
As she shifted, my cock naturally slipped out of her pussy, making her jolt and moan with each sensation. Squelch. Drip.
"Haa... haa..."
The cum I'd filled her with all night finally found its escape, pouring endlessly from between her legs.
F-Fuck...
Plang touched her bulging lower belly with a puzzled look, and as she did, the egg-like swell deflated back to normal. Rubbing it absentmindedly made my cock harden again, but before I could worry, her eyes—rolling around as she assessed—locked on mine, and she spoke.
"You're Plang's husband?"
"Huh?"
What the hell was this crazy bitch saying? Hidden camera? Plang poked at the cum leaking from her pussy and tilted her head.
"Isn't this mating?"
"Uh... yeah... sorta?"
She nodded vigorously at my answer.
"Papa said so? Mating's only for married couples. We mated, so you and Plang are husband and wife. Yup!"
She mumbled to herself, explaining to me, but it wasn't clicking in my head. More than that, she was acting weird.
Plang? Why's she talking in third person like a retard?
Where was that arrogant, bitchy princess? In front of me was just an adorably cutesy dragon girl overflowing with aegyo.
"What's your name?"
"B-Berg. Hey... you okay?"
"Huh? What?"
Ignoring the disaster on the bed like it was beneath notice, she calmly fixed her hair and tilted her head. Clearly not normal. Something was seriously off—like she'd regressed to infancy...
Fuck?
A possibility hit me out of nowhere, my eyes snapping to the empty spot on her head where one horn should've been.
Dragonkin essence is tied to their horns?
Plang kept tilting left because of the imbalance. It was so absurd I couldn't speak, but her actions and look were melting my heart. Even setting aside her personality, Plang was a limited-edition stunner worthy of an otaku game. And now she was shamelessly acting cute? Honestly, cleanup and all that shit aside, she was fucking adorable. Her head tilts turning into wobbly sways was killer too.
Did this work out perfectly?
I pondered as I watched her sway.
Cleanup? Horn's busted—no worries. Relationship? We're married. Personality? Tsundere turned cute. Fucking perfect.
I relaxed my face, nodded, and spread my arms wide.
"Come here, Plang. Morning kiss time."
"Yup!"
She rushed into my arms with a grin, puckering for a peck—probably all she knew. But I grabbed her head and dove into a deep French kiss. Her eyes widened in confusion at first, but when I gently licked her gums, she liked it, timidly flicking her tongue to mimic me. Smack. Slurp. Slurp. Our kiss went on like that until she shyly sucked on my tongue with her long one, then ended.
After, I smoothed her side-swept hair. She wobbled, smacking her lips, then nodded.
"Plang likes this!"
"It's called a kiss. For husbands and wives."
"Kiss? Yup. Plang likes kiss."
Her face lit up innocently, beaming without a trace of her old self. My lips curled up automatically. People really needed to spread good deeds. I'd schooled the bitchy one, and she'd come back as a bundle of luck.
Plang wriggled cutely into my arms. Reformed through me, was she a saint now?
I'm a god, so yeah—divine grace made her good.
As I smugly patted myself on the back, she rubbed the stub of her missing horn against my chest, like sniffing its lingering scent. Eyes drooping, she clung to me body and soul. I stroked her scales one by one, and she purred happily—adorably so.
"Kyarrk."
So cute... heh heh.
The perfect morning.