Raven was sitting on the rock, trying to plan to escape because although she was beautiful, there were too many things he had to do, and he didn't want to bother putting his dick in such a powerful woman with a strange brain.
'There is an exit, but she is faster and maybe even stronger physically...'
The more he looked around, the more amazing it was two rooms filled with expensive and lavish items and a cave filled with gold Raven closed his eyes and took a moment to calm himself as the woman beside him hadn't moved for more than 30 minutes!
His eyes looked at her occasionally, but she suddenly looked proud and stuck out her breasts.
The huge things were honestly humongous and made even Miriam seem average! He thought they looked really heavy as they swayed with a slapping sound before she began to caress herself.
'Strange woman... Is this some dragon mating ritual?'
Not even a world since telling him not to leave.
"..."
"..."
Sitting silently, he looked at the woman, who somehow sealed the natural spring as a nice warmth filled the cave.
Was it magic or a physical contraption?
Then, he realised the warmth was from her body—she was like a portable heater! Since he was a little wet and cold, he sifted closer to abuse her heat, wondering if she might react to his movements while ever watching for an escape route.
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[Zeon PoV]
'I suddenly brought the treasure, but it won't obey me... Why did it get naked and start showering beside me!? Is this some mating ritual of the orcs?'
Her golden eyes darted to the side, watching his movements; at first, he looked mostly towards the exit causing her to worry he might escape. How could a dragon let her treasure escape so easily?
Yet now he seemed to appreciate her other treasures, making her feel proud as she stuck out her chest.
She felt they were a little heavy and swayed in this form, causing her to pout and hold them somehow, feeling his gaze upon her body to be both uncomfortable and nice at the same time.
'Sometimes it hurts when fighting in this form... Maybe I should find something to wrap them?' Zeon thought as she sat with her legs spread, not even caring about the male beside her, although she made several wistful glances at his crotch.
Zeon thought she could look all she wanted since he was her treasure.
The time passed, and she knew that there was probably a lot of work to be done at the bureau, but she didn't want to go—it was her first time wanting to collect a living treasure, and his escaping was a little worrying.
'Should I break his legs or nail him to the wall?' It passed through her mind for a moment before she shook her head.
The entire orc was her treasure, so she didn't want to break him.
"!?"
Suddenly her treasure moved closer—she could feel his muscular thigh pressing against hers, and his cool temperature made her jump slightly—snapping her head to look at him, he just smiled, seeming to be happy about something.
'His crotch is enlarged!? Is this an orc mating ritual... What do I do!?'
She considered calling her friend Nenethrana or Claudina, who surely knew how to deal with this situation.
She couldn't sleep with an orc as the last dragoness of such a refined bloodline because she found him pleasing, right?
Right...?
"Ahem, do you always sit here in silence?" He asked her, the voice causing the poor virgin dragoness to feel tingles down her spine.
'Why is his voice so nice... Like meat being cooked with the perfect flame!'
Zeon looked at the orc again, his almond skin and tight muscular frame. If he approached most women, wouldn't they desire to mate instantly?
She thought he emitted a certain scent, although it didn't work on her—she still felt a slight tingle in her crotch and realised her orc was special.
'Well, a normal orc couldn't survive my Zera Flare... But why can he sit so quietly and without worry beside me? Is he not afraid of my power?'
"Sometimes..."
"Is there anything you like doing other than this?"
The conversation suddenly started as she struggled to answer, her chest never so erratic at the same time—her mind was in chaos, wondering how to respond!
Zeon rarely communicated with other people outside of work—those people were normally females and as old as her—thus, speaking to this young orc, she felt her pride was at stake if she said something stupid.
"I like to collect treasures... and eat baked meat...." Her face relaxed once she finally managed to say something, her nose snorting as she looked proud and saw the orc smiling at her.
No, he chuckled, causing her to panic. Did she say something stupid or strange!?
"Is it weird?" Despite being the one in power... She needed to know! To avoid him looking down on her, a proud dragoness.
"Mmmm," he smiled while looking at her face, then patting her shoulder. "It's rather cute and seems to suit you."
"!?"
'What does he mean, how is it cute, and why is his hand touching my shoulder so nice... I can feel a warm... soothing energy flowing into my flesh... This orc, is he trying to seduce me into his bed!?'
Zeon thought about stupid things like this, a woman of 4,000 years with 0 experience with men and thus jumped to the most extreme conclusions as the first male to breach her comfort zone and personal space sat beside her humming a strange tune.
[Zeon POV end]
***
Raven enjoyed chatting with this woman.
Surprisingly, she wasn't as arrogant or stuck up as he thought, and he discovered she wasn't used to males, so he took advantage of that and pushed his limits as far as possible.
"Am I really cute?"
His brain almost stopped working when her proud and sexy voice asked this question looking at him with her dazzling golden eyes—despite her constant proud look, why did she ask in such an insecure and alluring fashion? It almost made him want to push her down!
Before he could answer, she continued, "Which parts?" tiling her head while he noticed her tail was now behind her and started to slide along the rock, creating a slight scraping sound, but when he called her cute, it bounced and tapped it several times.
'Does she like being praised?'
With a new idea of how to escape, he decided to go all out with the flattering method.
He looked at her face, then slowly, his gaze lowered from her neck, shoulders, chest, arms and crotch. He observed all of her body, noticing that she now finally closed her legs when his gaze moved downwards, a show of shame, maybe?
"Everything, from your pretty face, the pale scales along your cheeks, and your dazzling eyes burning like the sun."
"!!!"
Thud.
Her tail bounced several times, so he continued. "Your crimson scales are beautiful beyond any I have ever seen, their glossy shine and smooth surface... You must take great care of them to be so pretty."
Raven's eyes looked and saw her tail now lifted into the air, swirling quite rapidly with ground power; not only that, but the radiant face of the dragoness was pinker with a slight red on her cheeks.
'This won't backfire, right?'
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