skiamakhia | Let's do this thing.

Let's do this thing.

[Which is to say, in a wholly predictable series of events...Myoh, crazy person that she is, succeeded in what she was trying to do, which means there is a fully sentient cyborg dragon now existing in the world.

This naturally means quite a few people have been trying to kill her. This last incident, whether they were lucky enough to be there when the murderhobo wasn't, or just good enough to make it that close, she got shot. Nonfatally, of course, and then the dragon ate them, but this means she's been basically stuck in bed while she recovers.

It might be unnerving, how much she's sleeping--especially when it's clear that, even while she's asleep, she's aware of what he's doing, through every inch of the house. But hey! Maybe today she'll wake up. The stitches come out today, after all.]

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So start talking, Myoooh. Or do I have to say please? Or another magic word?

So impatient.

[Pressing a finger to his lips.]

I was thinking it's time for me to move on again. Someplace...defensible. A nice little northern town or the like, to claim as mine and defy those who'd destroy me. I've the money...probably still have enough favors owed me to pull it off.

Trouble is...I don't know if that would keep you entertained. And I don't think you're about to let me leave a second time. I made the mistake of falling for a monster, Lidan, but I'm not enough of a fool to think sentimentality is enough to keep your attention.

[Dropping her hand, but maintaining eye-contact. As opposed to when he first found her again, this is far more defiant. If he chooses to kill her she knows she won't win.

But she's not going to give him a damn inch he doesn't take.]

You wanted me to finish the dragon, and so it is. So what'll it be, Betrayal? Go north, for something different? Or use those magic words of yours?

[He stands up, after she finishes that, looming over her, and strokes her cheek.]

I see... You spend all the time making that beautiful thing, and in the end you'd rather hide away with it. It's disappointing, but it is a new experience you're offering me. So in return, Myoh, I'm going to offer you something.

[He leans in, whispering in her ear. His breath is notably hot as he does.]

You've shown me that you don't deserve to belong to a monster. I can end this with a few little whispers. Do you want to start again, free of me? Free of any of it... I can make that happen.

I'm not planning on hiding...You misunderstand. I was born up north, nearer the lights. It seems poetic, then, to return there and take it all for my own. I'm not going back for hermitage...I'm returning home to conquer.

[She shivers, a bit, at his breath. What he's offering here is...unique, she's aware. And a better deal than she'd ever get again. She knows, full well, she should say yes.

She doesn't even hesitate, when she answers.]

No. No...I don't regret any of this. And if you'll be the death of me, I'll go to the grave without any regrets.

[He licks up her ear, then, and then leans back out of her face.]

Very well. I have always wanted to my own dragon...

[Squeaking.]

...Well, it's too late in the day to get started on the process tonight. So.

[Just going to lean over to honk his ass.]

Guess for tonight, nothin' to do but each other.

[Yep, that is a very nice ass and a look that borders on scary.]

I imagine you've got some desires, since it's been a month...

Oh, don't make this all about me...You're the one complaining about how bored you've been.

[Leaning up to murmur in his ear.] Or do you mean to tell me you aren't hard up at all, after a month...?

[He licks along her neck, up to her ear.]

Oh, I keep thinking back to how you got me to plead last time... I think it's time I got you back for that!

[She shudders, and makes a little noise, but that only means she's going to lick along his collarbone.]

Yeah...? Then bring it on.

[He bites her ear, pinches her ass in retaliation, and then spins her around.]

Bedroom, then. I'm not wrecking this table; I like it too much.

[Laughing, as much as she jumps at the ass pinch, and heading off for the bedroom.]

Right, right. You remember where it is, don't you?

I've been keeping an eye on you, sleeping beauty. I remember where you sleep. And even if I don't, I have your scent~

[He is following, not directly on her heels but it doesn't take him too too long to get to her.]

...See, to a sane person, that would be terrifying.

[But she isn't, and it isn't, and by the time she's reached the bedroom she's already gotten rid of her shirt so he can admire that impressive exit-wound scar. It's a miracle it didn't sever her spine, much less any organs, to be honest.]

But I'm more worried you've gone and found the more embarrassing shampoos I've got stashed.

[He just slips in behind her, then, running a hand down her back... and into the back of whatever pants she's wearing. He's paying especial attention to her ears.]

I liked the cherry blossom one, you should use it more.

[She was in bed, they're loose boxers that she probably stole from him. She's also shuddering and squirming around, trying to get a reach down his pants. Which is...tricky, in this position.]

Wouldn't have expected that one...y-you seem more like a cinnamon kind of guy...

Oh, I am! But you are much more of a cherry blossom person, though the pomegranate one was nice too. But I really like the whole package, I think you understand.

[He's kissing along the top of her spine, near the base of her neck, and just being relentless with the hand down her shorts, then.]

Aaaha....

[That's actually making it pretty difficult for her to stand, so she's given up on trying to grip for just finding a way to not collapse here.]

T-that...'s pretty romantic...coming from you, Lidan...

You're the one who decided she wanted me to stay, you know. You've got nobody to blame but yourself, especially once you drop pretense and just admit you belong to me.

[He's not being done being a jerk, not yet, but he'll keep her upright by, you know, groping what chest she does have, holding her against him.]

[Well, he'll have her squirming and groaning against him in fairly short order, then, and gasping to try and get out words.]

W-won't...be satisfied...until you're mine, too!

You're questioning my loyalty, when I watched out for you for a month?

[Pinching one of her nipples, then pushing her onto the bed while keeping a hand on her shorts. He either just pushed her out of it or tore them off and he doesn't care.]

Oh, now you've done it...

[That got a yelp out of her, but she'll turn as much as she can, once she's hit the bed, to give him a look that might melt a lesser man on the spot. That sure is some shades of truly unbridled lust going on there.]

Then show me, already...

Who said you had any right to be so demanding?

[He'll lean over her, though, still fully dressed, and lick over her breasts all the way back up to her.]

You made me ask last time, you think I'm going to be any nicer?

Y-you didn't...exactly...go quietly...

[She's moaning and squirming plenty at all that, but she's going to try and slide her hands up under his shirt if he's not holding her down.]

Do you expect me to believe you'd enjoy this if I didn't fight back?

[Yeah, his shirt comes off, and she'll remember the muscles and tattoos pretty much exactly as they were before her bullet induced nap.]

Oh, I love a good fight... But you've got no chance in hell.

[He leans in and kisses her right then and there. And it is... surprisingly sweet?]

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