This is 18+ only. Read with discretion. This chapter can be skipped. I just wanted to try writing it. Bear with me.
Erik's POV
I followed Igneel as he walked toward where the girl was. I decided to help him a little and made an illusion of footprints that he could follow to find her.
He's entering his metamorphosis. Since he is special, it should take only a few hours at most.
Seeing that he reached the girl, I teleported back.
"What's wrong with him?" Merida asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, it's a metamorphosis. He will be safe," I reassured her.
Mulan's POV
As I wandered, trying to find my way back down, I heard rapid footsteps behind me. Turning around, I saw Igneel rushing toward me.
He pulled me into a tight hug.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
I nodded. The medicine he had given me was working. Noticing my lack of clothing, he growled and materialized a blanket. Too weak to speak, I let him wrap it around me and lift me into his arms.
While he carried me, I noticed his labored breathing. I'd never seen him so distressed.
"A-are you okay?" I asked weakly.
He nodded, but unconvincingly. Soon we reached a cave. He removed his armor and conjured more blankets.
After laying some down, he embraced me and wrapped them around us both. Safe in his arms, I couldn't help but shed a tear before losing consciousness.
I awakened later in Igneel's gentle embrace. His body radiated warmth against the cold snow outside.
As I rested against him, I found myself staring at his masked face. He probably concealed it to hide his beauty—a trait considered weakness by the men I'd known my entire life.
I reached out and removed his mask. Shifting position, I hovered above him, our faces just inches apart. Then, realizing what I was doing, I moved back and covered myself.
What was I thinking? Such actions were inappropriate. Besides, would someone like him ever be interested in a woman like me?
Suddenly he stirred and sat up, still holding me close. I looked up at him as he gazed down at me.
"Aren't you going to finish what you started?" he asked.
"W-what?" I blushed.
"You were planning to kiss me, right? I'm still waiting," he said.
I shook my head. Silence fell between us before he spoke again.
"Look at our situation—we're physically close, yet you act distant. Is there something about me you dislike?" he asked.
I shook my head.
"Then what?" he demanded, his tone growing aggressive.
I shivered.
"I-I do like you, but I think marriage should come first," I stuttered.
He growled again.
"I will marry you. Is that enough?" he asked.
"I-I think we should still wait until marriage," I tried to explain.
But then I froze. His body wasn't merely shivering. I looked up and noticed his eyes—reptilian, similar to Wushu's.
"It's hard for me to hold back," he warned.
A chill ran down my spine. What did he mean by that?
Erik's POV
"What's wrong with him?" I asked.
"Probably a side effect of being a dragon. Dragons are dominant species—their urges are more powerful than a human's. That's why in myths dragons tend to have an immense amount of treasure, since gold or jewelry are beautiful in their eyes," Diastasi explained.
"But what does that have to do with the girl?"
"Dragons can only have one mate in their lives. You're a special case. When you met Merida again, you already had enough mastery over your dragon side to control your urges. Igneel, on the other hand, has just chosen his mate. It's hard for a dragon without any mastery over his dragon side to stay this strong for this long," she explained.
"What are you trying to say?"
"If it was any other person, or if Igneel had a weaker will, he would've forced himself upon her already," she added.
I stood up. That means with how close they are, he can't hold on for long.
"Wait a moment. I think you should let this play out."
"Why would I do that?" I asked.
"Don't worry, I don't see anything wrong happening in their future."
I paused and then sat back down.
"Well, if what you say is true, I'll let it go," I added.
"And close the projector. It's about to get busy."
My eyes widened at what she meant.
"Don't worry, it won't be forced."
I sighed and nodded before shutting off the projector.
Igneel's POV
As I hugged Mulan on my lap, I breathed heavily. What was happening? Why was I feeling so aggressive?
"Mulan," I growled.
She slowly looked up and, seeing my grimace, hesitated before moving closer and kissing me. As she tried to pull away, I stopped her and deepened the kiss.
My tongue explored her mouth as it intertwined with hers. Our bodies moved in rhythm as I felt her warmth against me.
We slowly separated, a thin strand of saliva between us. She looked disheveled and breathed heavily. I moved closer and nibbled on her neck.
~hmm~ she moaned.
"W-wait, we shouldn't." She muttered, though her body suggested otherwise.
"Mulan, I love you. Don't you love me too?" I mumbled into her ear.
"I-I do," she breathed out.
I noticed something strange on her hand. I didn't know what it was, but something in my mind recognized it.
I grabbed her hand and showed it to her.
"Do you know what this is?" I asked.
Still flushed, she shook her head.
"This is my mark. I've marked you. That means you're mine," I growled.
Her body shivered at my proclamation. I didn't let her speak as I kissed her again, longer than before. Our tongues intertwined for minutes before she used all her strength to pull away, breathless.
"W-we shouldn't go any further," she stuttered weakly.
I felt the wetness below. Growling with discontent, I took off my storage ring and placed it on her ring finger.
"Is that enough?" I asked.
"I-I—" she stuttered.
"It has enough treasure to buy a kingdom, rare herbs, riches that others can only imagine," I said, my voice cracking.
"I promise to marry you, and all the things in there are just the beginning. Whatever you want, I'll give you," I said earnestly.
She looked at the ring, then back at me. She bit her lip and kissed me. After we separated, I asked her:
"So is that a yes?"
She nodded.
"Though this sort of thing is frowned upon before marriage, I don't think you're lying to me," she replied.
I smiled and laid her down. She unfolded herself from the blanket. I noticed bandages covering her chest and growled. I ripped them off and stared at her.
"D-don't stare too long," she stuttered weakly.
I moved my hand and started squeezing them slightly.
"Ah~" she moaned.
By now I was rock hard, but I didn't want to fully start until I'd enjoyed this part. I moved closer, then started sucking on her nipples.
She wrapped her hand around my head.
"I-it's sensitive," she yelped.
I then nibbled on them, causing her to let out more moans. By the time I was done, she had already climaxed three times and looked fatigued, one hand covering her eyes.
I then knelt and grabbed her pants. I slowly took them off. She was wearing underwear, but I didn't care. I removed those as well before I moved in and started licking her.
"Aahhh~" she moaned.
She climaxed again right on my face. After a while, I was satisfied and took off my pants. She saw me and shuddered.
"T-that—I've heard from other women, b-but that's too big," she said, a hint of fear in her voice.
I stopped her rambling with another deep tongue-to-tongue kiss. We separated again, and this time I rubbed myself against her.
She moaned and climaxed again. The fluid made everything slick and slippery, which was what I needed. I positioned myself at her entrance and slowly pushed in.
"Ahh~"
She reached down and gripped me. I froze and looked at her. Noticing tears on her face, I withdrew and wiped her tears.
I lifted her onto my lap and just kissed her. As I rubbed against her, she just moaned.
I winced each time she moved. Her body against mine sent shivers through me. My body twitched with each subtle movement. She had no idea what effect her innocent adjustments were having.
As we separated from another kiss, she noticed my discomfort. It wasn't that I didn't enjoy this—rather, I was frustrated at not being able to fully connect with her.
She breathed out heavily and bit her lip before raising her hips.
"Don't do anything," she said.
I nodded.
She then guided me to her entrance and slowly lowered herself.
"Eek," she yelped as the tip entered.
She let out soft breaths as she carefully moved her hips up and down.
Despite her efforts, I wasn't satisfied. I wanted to be completely joined with her. My fingers twitched with restraint. I wanted to pull her down, but seeing her struggle to please me held me back.
After 10 minutes, my patience was wearing thin. She had only managed halfway. I gritted my teeth and grunted in frustration. She seemed to understand and tried to quicken her pace.
Finally losing control, I gently took hold of her and laid her on the ground. Still partially joined, I slowly pushed deeper.
She gasped and moaned. I silenced her with a deep kiss as I continued. I felt resistance give way—her hymen tearing.
I continued as her legs and arms wrapped around me. With each thrust, I increased my tempo.
She bit into my shoulder and clawed at my back.
"Hnngg~" she moaned deeply.
I finally entered her completely and released inside her. She let go of my body as her back arched.
She then slumped down. I slowly withdrew from her, and immediately, fluid began to flow out.
The sight aroused me again. I gritted my teeth as she noticed.
"I-I," she stuttered.
"Turn around," I ordered.
She complied instinctively. I positioned myself at her entrance again, not concerned about the wetness still flowing.
This time I entered without warning.
"Ahhhhh~" she moaned loudly.
Plap plap plap
"Hnng, hnng, hnng," she moaned rhythmically.
Each thrust made her body shiver. I reached around, gently held her face, and kissed her while continuing our passionate connection.
She moaned into the kiss.
After about ten minutes, I changed positions. I stood up, lifting her with me as she was too short for the position otherwise.
"Ha, ha, ha," she breathed heavily with each movement.
"G-gentler please~" she begged as I continued.
I released again as her body trembled.
"Ungggg~" she moaned loudly.
"T-too much," she whispered.
I slowly withdrew and helped her to her feet, supporting her as her legs shook beneath her.
I laid down and pulled her into my arms, covering us with a large blanket.
She nuzzled against my chest, her breathing gradually slowing. She drifted off to sleep in my embrace. I gave her a gentle kiss before joining her in slumber.
Note: if y'all don't like tell me. This is my first time writing this. Of course don't expect stuff like this all the time.