But observing the other party’s reaction, David faintly sensed sothing was off, so he imdiately scrunched his nostrils to take a sniff.
There was no scent of arousal.
Good heavens... Could she be an adolescent dragon, not yet fully mature?
This feels like going to an offline matchmaking event and picking a loli disguised as an adult.
So, she’s purely here to hone her martial techniques and get so early practice? Do your father and grandfather even know you’re doing this? Hmph, since you’ve co all this way, do you think you can just leave unscathed? Today, I’ll let you experience the harsh realities of the world!
"But I’ve already chosen you; all the dragons are watching," David said, feigning ignorance.
"I... I..." Silvia looked at his formidable size, nearly twice her own, and almost burst into tears.
Although he was perfect in every way, even exceeding her wildest dreams for a future partner... But... but it’s still too early! She hasn’t even entered her estrus cycle... nor does she feel the kind of urge other female dragons talk about.
However, ultimately, under David’s teasing gaze and the envious, jealous, and resentful stares of the other female dragons, Silvia still offered him the trembling tip of her tail. Then, amidst Silvia’s shriek and the regretful gazes of the female dragons, David, with a mischievous smile, wrapped his tail around hers and dived straight toward the Dragon Nest.
As they entered the Dragon Nest, the largest in the central courtyard, the sounds of the thunderstorm and the low growls of the dragons outside were largely muffled.
Now that there were no other dragons around, Silvia beca even more panicked. Like a scared kitten, with her webbed ears pricked up and tail held high, she paced back and forth in the Dragon Nest, not daring to get too close to David.
This posture, however, made David, who had only planned to go through the motions, entertain the wicked thought of teasing her.
A little teasing won’t lead to pregnancy anyway. Her appearance also gives the perfect excuse to deflect Patrice’s questions. It’s that old fellow Patrice’s own young granddaughter who disguised herself and rushed in to join the fun. It’s not ’maliciously refusing to procreate,’ ha!
But just as David was about to educate this little female dragon—who looked on the verge of a stress-induced panic—on the experiences of dragon life, Tania’s sowhat panicked voice suddenly echoed in his mind:
"David, could you co over for a mont...?"
Upon hearing this, David was utterly dumbfounded. "Now?"
What’s the difference between this and having my twin brother pop over during my wedding night?
"Um... just co over for a bit, please."
"Please" my ass! Tania, you little twit, are you out of your mind?!
"First, tell what it’s for," David asked, sowhat annoyed.
"I reviewed the learning material again, and I’m feeling so nervous. When I get nervous, my cloaca spasms... I’m afraid if it continues like this, I’ll give myself away. So, I thought, how about I use an illusion to confuse Lefilia, and then you can co and replace , okay?"
"..." David took a deep breath upon hearing this, struggling to suppress the urge to roll his eyes.
Tania, you’re really sothing! You’ve even mastered the art of a dragoness setting up her own cuckolding, haven’t you?! What ’cloaca spasms’? That’s utter nonsense. This little minx is clearly chickening out at the last minute! She’s just a normal, straight female dragon, after all. My earlier worries were completely baseless. But who could bla ? She played her part so convincingly!
"Hold tight, I’m on my way." To help her clean up this ss.
"You... you’re going out?" Silvia watched David prepare to leave. Is it because I wasn’t proactive enough? Is he going to choose another dragon? She felt a mix of relief and a faint regret, as if she were missing out on sothing.
"Oh, that idiot Tania called over for a bit. Just stay here and wait," David said, turning his head back as he exited the nest.
"...Eh?" Silvia’s head spun in confusion before she finally pieced together the current situation.
Am I... about to be cheated on? By my Blue Dragon husband-to-be, even before our ’Night of Storms’? And the affair is with his brother’s own bride-to-be? Is she inviting my husband to the neighboring nest for a threeso? Oh dear, this is so complicated...
Silvia, not yet fully mature, had just tasted the world’s profound ’malice.’
She imdiately curled up in the Dragon Nest like a cat, her heart racing, feeling as if her brain were on fire.
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