Chapitre 22: Drake Can't Escape The Redhead's Clutch!
Chapter 22: Drake Can't Escape The Redhead's Clutch!
The soft, pillowy mounds cupped Drake's face, as the hard, pink rosebuds pressed on his cheeks.
Scathach hugged him by his neck tighter, and pushed her bottom cheeks against his hard, huge throbbing bulge.
"Answer." She beckoned him again, but this time her voice, though low, was firm and unrelenting, and that was enough to wake him up.
—She really didn't realize the intimacy of what she was doing...
No. She does know that he's hard because of her, and she knows she's wet because of him, but she always thought of that as their lustful feelings for each other.
Or maybe this is a natural reaction from being too close to her new, favorite disciple?
The "aunt" didn't understand the feelings brimming within her heart due to the time spent together with her new, favorite and beloved disciple, and also due the Soul Marriage the two have
Indeed... It'll take time for her to understand...
But... If she understands what's happening with her... she will dominate Drake, and he doesn't want that to happen AT ALL!
An older woman. A gorgeous, dominant, virgin goddess, who's cool and fiery all in all, sexy, and caring toward her family, and practically his wife, plus doesn't know about her true feelings...
Drake felt this urge to tease his Master, to corrupt her, to defile her, make her his...
But his beautiful, blue-haired girl came to mind. 'I need to have all my first times with Azuraelle first... She deserves everything from me. After all she's done to me... I'm no asshole. I will not be ungrateful to my beloved Azura. NEVER. Not after she's done so much for me; gave me power, and gave me family; everything I've literally wanted and beyond more!'
Although the fire in Drake was heating his enthusiasm and determination, he was still wearing that calm and serious look on his face, albeit a bit in daze he was.
Scathach, noticing that her stupid disciple was in deep thought, was slightly angry and irritated by how he was taking his very sweet time to answer her simple question, and she unintentionally pushed her ass more against Drake's rock-hard "little" dragon.
And that caused a soft, yet manly moan, to escape from the man's lips.
"Ah~" He closed his eyes in bliss, but still bit his lips to not fall deep in this debauchery with his gorgeous "aunt."
"Mmn..." The aunt also was not exempt from letting out a soft moan, though louder than his.
His master raised an eyebrow at this; "You are too laid back today..." She growled, her red eyes flashing a crimson glow, before white and crimson flames appeared in each her irises.
This time, the heat coming from her eyes was too strong that even the warm water in the bathtub increased to over 100 degrees Celsius.
But, the two weren't affected by the temperature.
—Who were they?
Since Drake was reborn through a special ritual, with the help of Azuraelle, her mother Tiamat, Numrigaelle and Scathach, he of course had their powers within him after the rebirth.
What were the powers?
Divinity is a Power someone must learn and ascend to Godhood by mastering it, so Drake didn't inherit the Divinities of his women.
The same goes for Destruction, Creation, Death, etc; they are Concept's.
But he did inherit their Elements: Ice and Water for Azuraelle and Tiamat, Fire for Scathach, and...
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Although that is a power he inherited from his "other side."
Numrigalle? She was full of concepts and divinities that Drake couldn't inherit anything from her other than more affinity to Dark Powers, and some immunity.
Immunity to what? Heh.
Scathach was actually delightfully surprised, again, by her disciple's abnormality.
He's basically a powerful Demi-God at this rate.
Why a Demi God? Because he has no Concept's or Divinity's for him to be a True God.
—Yet, he is a True Immortal.
Though, even True Immortals can die... But let's leave this matter for another story.
Scathach was.. Scathach. The Primordial Red Dragon Goddess, with domain over Eternal Flame, and the Elemental Power Fire, as well as Destruction and War.
She is totally immune to anything related to the word, the very concept, the very essence of, Fire.
But Drake, though he IS immune, but not totally.
Why?
Because he has Water and Ice too.
He has different elements and not only one. Those elements do not complement each other, and he still needs to master them.
Finally, Drake decided to speak.
With a little, innocent smile, "Oh. Nothing. I was just saying how you aren't telling me about my hidden power."
He lied.
And Scathach, being his mentor who spent a month with him, knew this innocent smile wasn't innocent at all; who is he trying to fool? She is his precious Teacher! That's what she thought to herself.
Scathach narrowed her eyes and glared at him with her fiery gaze, and just as she opened her mouth to speak—
"Hm? What's this?" Drake vaguely asked with a "genuinely" confused look on his face, yet his hands sneakily grasped her plump buttocks.
Scathach's eyes widened in surprise at this pleasurable feeling from being grabbed by her favorite disciple.
'Insolent brat! What a shameless and disrespectful move! Taking Advantage of your Master while she's sitting on your lap?!' But these thoughts contradicted with how the older woman/dragon truly felt, as her pale porcelain cheeks had a faint tinge of pink.
Crack
A loud bone cracking sound echoed through the huge bathroom.
Scathach was holding the side of Drake's head with her left hand, while her right one was grasping his neck. Her eyes were dark as she looked at him with few veins bulging in her face, and with a wide grin spreading across her cheeks.
"You've become quite bold, stupid disciple~" Her voice was low and playful, but her expression was anything but playful! She looked like she wanted to kill him!
Well... She practically killed him hundreds of times... Even now as she cracked his neck just now.
But who was Drake?
A True Immortal, the second Greater Dragon God, the husband of Azuraelle, the first Greater Dragon God, and the husband of Tiamat, Numrigaelle and Scathach, who are all Primordial Dragon Goddess and the pinnacle of the Dragon Race and the Cosmos.
Not to mention his RIGOROUS training with Scathach in her own private realm.
So, a mere "trick" like cracking of necks is like children's toy for him.
Though his head was tilted aside, he was smiling at his mentor. "It's not like this is the first time, Master." His smile grew bigger out of amusement as he teased the older dragon.
Indeed... He is playing with FIRE.
And Scathach IS the fire. In all sense.
What Drake said was true. This wasn't the first time he touched her, nor the first time she touched him. And no, it's a topic outside of training.
Scathach recalled the days that passed; she did touch every part of his body as an "examination", to the point she can remember every inch and crevice... But Drake only touched her waist and butts. And sometimes her thighs and biceps.
But he never got the chance to experience the feeling of her abs, nor other places! As he was only able to touch her when bathing.
Soon, Scathach remembered something!
'Didn't this bastard just change the topic...?'
"Heh..." A low chuckle came out from her lips—
Suddenly, she threw her head back and hugged Drake tighter by his neck as she erupted into another loud laugher. "HAHAHAHAHA!"
'My stupid disciple is getting better at manipulation!' She thought briefly to herself while laughing as loud as she could.
Unbeknownst to Drake, his master never was open about laughing in front of anyone, not even her sisters nor her niece. Not even her own daughter!
But, she just couldn't hold herself back when around him. His presence alone is intoxicating for her!
She doesn't realize it, but she actually grew quite attached to her own favorite disciple!
This is, of course, the doing of their Soul Bond.
Whatsoever. The redhead hadn't laughed so hard since like what? Eleven years ago? It was when she "trained" Azuraelle to test the new Greater Dragon Lord back then.
Drake's teasing smile was now a soft and gentle one as he stared at his
"aunt" and watched her laughing, while he remained silent to appreciate the scene.
'...Truly a good sight seeing her laughing to her heart's content. She deserves more as I'm indebted to her, even if she denies it, I still feel indebted, and my dragon part doesn't like to be indebted as it seems.' Drake thought to himself.
'But, I don't think I'm aggressive this time. Maybe because we're connected? And she is the one training me also? I need to study more about dragons... Glad I have free time today to go to the library at this mansion.'
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(A/N: Yo! Been a while! Sorry for no chapters the past two weeks! Been busy lately and still busy, but I still want to have fun with writing, so I will upload another chapter later!)
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