I Want to Fuck Him Senseless ♡
He was adorable.
That was the thought that rose in me whenever I looked at his face.
I'd been more than a little startled the first time we met. I'd been out hunting nearby when I suddenly witnessed a human diving off a cliff.
His name was Lee Yuan, he'd said.
Even the name itself was unusual… a surname placed before the given name. How peculiar, I'd thought. And that black hair, those dark brown eyes nearly black—truly fascinating…
Perhaps he was a human from a neighboring country. What on earth had he been through, to wander alone into this deep forest?
But what did it matter?
Yuan was a good human. He was different from the other humans who despised us. He… he… was clearly a good human.
Remembering the way he'd given me an apple, a smile rose unbidden to my lips. How had he known I loved apples so much…? I knew it was pure coincidence. But… even knowing that, it made me so happy. There were no apple trees around here—apples were hard to come by. And that apple I'd eaten after so long had been truly delicious. Was it because he'd been the one to give it to me?
In any case, I liked Yuan.
"Mm… mmm… Mom…"
In his sleep he murmured something small, as if trapped in a nightmare.
"Please… don't abandon me… please…"
He was trembling as if cold. For a fragile human, the warmth of a campfire alone would hardly be enough to endure the night's chill.
I carefully lay down beside him so as not to wake him. Then I draped my great wings over his body like a blanket.
"Hic… sob… Mom…"
Was he having a truly terrible nightmare? The trembling of his body wouldn't subside.
This much… for his sake, it's fine.
Thinking that, I wrapped my tail and arms around his body and pulled him into my embrace—careful not to touch his injured ankle, of course.
As I shared my warmth with him, his trembling finally quieted. Yuan rested his head against my chest and breathed out in comfort.
His face, seen from so close… was cute. Handsome, and lovely, and that pale skin and slender frame stirred every protective instinct I had.
A black seed was planted in my heart. A thoroughly damp, dark desire.
I shook my head vigorously, forcing myself to ignore it. I didn't want to touch someone so pure. So I needed to fall asleep—quickly.
"Hwaaam…"
I rubbed my eyes and woke from sleep. Seeing that I'd gotten up, Dragon smiled brightly and held out something that looked like roasted fruit.
"Mmm… wow… that's delicious…! What kind of fruit is this?"
I took it, ate it, and asked with a smile. She grinned bashfully, then wrote on the ground to tell me.
Peach
"Ahh… it's really good…!"
But just receiving help from Dragon like this… my conscience wouldn't allow it.
"I feel like I've been taking and taking this whole time… so this time I'd like to cook for you. How about it? Shall I make something?"
"…!"
Dragon's eyes sparkled as she nodded her head vigorously.
"I'm actually pretty good at cooking, you know."
I limped over, opened the chest, and rummaged through the ingredients.
"Oh~ onions, and~ carrots, and~ potatoes, mushrooms too? Looks like I'm making vegetable stew!"
I sat in front of the campfire and set aside three or four pieces of firewood. If the flames were too strong, the ingredients would burn. After coaxing up only a small, gently rising flame, I carefully set a stone bowl on top and sliced the vegetables with a bone knife—soft mushrooms, wholesome potatoes and carrots, and onion to add a gentle sweetness.
When I put the chopped ingredients into the stone bowl with water, a soft fragrance began to spread. Dragon tilted her head beside me. She seemed unused to the way I lowered the fire and let things simmer slowly.
"This is called a low flame. You keep the heat gentle… and cook it slowly. That way the flavor turns out much softer."
She wasn't speaking, but Dragon watched me with eyes full of curiosity—an expression that seemed to ask, You deliberately make the fire weaker?
Every so often a soft hiss of boiling rose. Slowly… melting into the low flame, the ingredients seemed to breathe out, very gradually.
"Cooking it slowly like this is the key. You wait until the ingredients break down soft."
She nodded as if she understood.
When the stew had simmered completely smooth, I ladled some into Dragon's bowl with a small scoop.
"It's hot, so be careful, okay?"
The thick-boiled stew was savory and mellow, with a sweet fragrance as well. Dragon set her mouth to the bowl, carefully tipped it to taste the stew—then
"…!!!"
—her eyes went round, and she began wolfing it down in a frantic hurry. In an instant her bowl was empty.
"Want some more?"
"!!!!!"
She nodded her head wildly, over and over. And so the generous amount of stew in the stone bowl… vanished into her stomach and mine. I only managed one bowl while Dragon ate three, but I didn't mind at all. Watching her eat her fill made me so happy.
"Was it good? Hehe."
Dragon bobbed her head up and down. Super affirmative, I figured.
After we'd finished off the vegetable stew, Dragon prepared to leave the cave to hunt.
"Could I come with you?"
Being left alone in the cave was a little frightening, so I asked—but Dragon shook her head side to side. Then she pointed at my right ankle, still swollen.
"Okay…"
And she didn't return until late evening.
"Dragon! I've been waiting for you!"
She smiled bashfully at my words and wrote on the ground.
I'll prepare dinner
"Sounds good!"
She made a stir-fry of wolf meat and vegetables, and the two of us finished a delicious evening meal.
"Hwaaam…"
Once dinner was over, sleep came crashing down. Dragon smiled and stroked my hair as if to say it was fine to sleep. Somehow… even though we'd only met yesterday… it felt like we'd grown remarkably close. Dragon must have taken a liking to me too, right?
My life, which until now had been nothing but loneliness and pain… was being filled with happiness because of her. Dragon was the first friend I'd ever had.
Thinking that, I lay on the bed, watched the flickering campfire, and soon drifted off to sleep.
Yuan, sleeping soundly, breathing soft and even.
I want to get closer to him.
That was what I thought. Because I liked him so very much. The way he grinned so readily at me, the way he cooked so well… even the way he waited without rashly asking why I didn't speak…
I liked him enough that I wanted to keep him at my side forever.
Until now I had been so lonely. The only one I could rely on was myself, and I had simply lived on, blankly, alone in this forest. Other monsters did live nearby… but monsters don't grow close with one another. Monsters… are beings who have already received trauma and wounds from others and from the world. They fear the forming of bonds. That was a trait of monsters—myself included.
And on top of that, I suffered from psychogenic mutism born of trauma. And so I had been alone. For hundreds of years, I had lived that way.
And then the human named Yuan had appeared before me.
Thank you. I don't know how to repay you, but… thank you so much. I… I've been so lonely. I… I… no one ever helped me…
He… resembled me.
It's been so hard. Really… hard enough that I wanted to die. And… there are so many things I can't say. But… in front of you, somehow… I end up letting a little of it out.
I saw myself reflected in him.
I'm sorry… hic… sob… sob… I… this is the first time I've ever received help from anyone… so… so… sob… hic…
And so… and so… for some reason I began to be drawn to him even more. Because I liked that he leaned on me. Because I liked that he looked at me. Because every single thing he did for me made me so happy.
And so…
And so…
Really…
I was insanely horny.
Ah. What had I just thought.
I could feel the thread of reason growing thin.
Monsters are beasts. And I, too… belonged to the dragon race, one of the monster races. Beasts are more faithful to instinct than humans are—so when a male this charming liked only me, always smiled when he looked at me, and lay sleeping so defenselessly right in front of me…
I couldn't help but go into heat.
I want to kiss him.
His neckline is pretty.
His skin is so white.
Even his fingers are pretty.
I want to touch him everywhere.
I want to take him.
I want to fuck him senseless.
I want to give him my virginity.
I want to mark my territory so no other female can ever touch him.
I want to see his face crying and begging me to stop.
My lower belly tingled and fluttered… I could feel my insides clenching in spasms.
While he's asleep… no, even if he wakes… if I force myself on him—
Bang!
Something hot ran down from my forehead. To seize hold of reason's thread, I had slammed my head into the cave wall.
Drip. Drip.
Blood began to stream down.
What am I thinking.
If my self-control had been even a little lower, I might truly have… forced myself on Yuan.
"Mm… mmm…"
Just then, Yuan began to tremble. Either cold, or having a nightmare—one of the two. Should I make him a blanket? Until now I'd never needed one, so I'd never made such a thing. Dragonkin run hot… we don't feel the cold easily. But Yuan, a fragile human… might be very cold.
I drew close to him. Through the loose clothing, pale bare skin showed, and his chest rose and fell in time with his soft, whistling breath.
My lower belly began to pound.
Get a grip. Get a grip.
I slapped my own cheek and barely managed to quiet the reason that had been about to catch fire. I wrapped clean cloth around my head to stop the bleeding and lay down beside Yuan. Then, just like last night, I covered his body with my wings and wound my tail once around his legs. My arm slipped through under his armpit to wrap around his back, and I pulled him tight—into my warm embrace.
Yuan's trembling gradually subsided.
He was adorable. The way he slept nestled in my arms, breathing soft as a baby bird. Maybe "baby bird" was a little wrong. Yuan was tall enough, after all—about average for a human man—and far too handsome to call a baby. But what did it matter? Yuan was terribly cute.
"…"
I want to make him mine.
That thought began to dominate my mind once more. Honestly… hadn't Yuan given his silent permission? Sleeping so defenselessly like this, smiling at me…
From the black seed planted in my heart, a sprout broke through.
I held Yuan tighter. I buried my nose against the nape of his neck and drew in a breath. Soft… sweet… a drowsy scent of skin that made me go limp.
I love it… ♡
Even realizing my mind had slipped back into heat, I couldn't stop. Without meaning to, I pressed my lips to Yuan's. Soft, and so good.
If I go any further, Yuan will wake.
I exerted superhuman self-control and crushed down the urge to kiss him and ravage the inside of his mouth with my tongue. But my body in heat trembled, dangerously, as if it might thrash free any second. The insides of my thighs began to shake; cold sweat even ran down the small of my back. And that wasn't all—my tail and wings twitched in fine spasms, my strength kept giving out in little jolts, and my lower belly pounded wildly.
I can't… control it anymore…
In the end… I hiked up my skirt that fell to my calves, and carefully began to pull down my panties.
Schlick—♡
Panties soaked through with love juices peeled away from my pussy with a lewd sound.
That's right. I was going to use Yuan as fuel—and masturbate.