"Now I have closure and so do they..." Iskandor says, "Now I can look to the future and stop looking back."
"Foods ready now." Lar says, serving spaghetti.
"A little carb heavy, but it looks like you knew that and have your own recipe." Serena notices.
"Wine?" Lar asks.
"I'll drink if the rest of you drink, I'm normally not one for alchohol, only on special occasions, however that might change knowing you, Lar..." Iskandor says.
"I'll take wine, red if you have it." Serena says.
"I guess, but I'll only have one glass as I'm a bit of a lightweight..." Hikari states.
"Guess I'm drinking..." Iskandor says as Lar pours 4 glasses of red wine.
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"She couldn't even stand one glass..." Iskandor laughs, seeing Hikari passed out.
"What do you expect, she has the physique of a child." Lar says.
"Don't say that, even if it's true... It bugs her." Iskandor says.
"You love her." Lar teases.
"Maybe, I'm not quite sure myself, but if I do love her then it also means I'm starting to have feelings for both of you too." Iskandor says, Serena then starts stammer incoherently, blushing like mad.
"Lar, did you know mating season is coming up?" Iskandor asks.
"Really? I didn't realize we had one." She replies.
"25 days, starting next month... for dragons it's 2 days of searching for a mate, 3 weeks of sex and 2 days of rest..." Iskandor explains, "However since we aren't pure blooded dragons I'm not sure how potent it will be for us, but I believe I'll have it worse..."
"Well then... how should we deal with it?" Serena asks timidly.
"Tie us up maybe... And hope we aren't into BDSM..." Iskandor says.
"That would be pretty awkward..." Serena agrees.
"Should we make sure Hikari doesn't have a bad hangover or fuck with her?" Iskandor asks.
"Little of both." Lar answers.
"Let me guess... One glass of water and another of alchohol that closely resembles water so she has to take a blind guess?" Iskandor asks.
"Actually pretty close, a hangover remedy that looks very much like the strongest alchohol served in the tavern..." She replies with a mischievous smirk.
"Don't be that cruel Lar..." Iskandor replies, not begging but mildly concerned nonetheless.
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As Hikari wakes up she feels the onset of a hangover. "Considering Roku had mentioned I was immune to most toxins one would think I'd be immune to alchohol..." She mutters. She starts getting out of bed and sees a note, "One glass holds the cure, the other holds the poison. -Lar"
"50-50 shot..." Hikari mumbles, chugging the glass on the right. "Fuck... Wrong choice..." She groans, feeling the mild burning sensation flood her throat, warming her stomach. "Must be that dragon's breath liquor or fire-brand wine..." As she finishes the thought her head swirls. The room appears to be upside down as her body moves on it's own, walking out of the room, half falling, half stumbling down the stairs and makes a crooked bee-line to Iskandor and places herself firmly on his back.
"Please don't tell me you mixed aphrodisiacs into the glass..." Iskandor asks, giving Lar an intense stare.
"Only a little of a rare but mild aphrodisiac, just to see if she was immune..." Lar "justifies".
"You're lucky she's clinging onto my back, otherwise I would issue a duel right here, right now!" Iskandor softly yells, as to not irritate Hikari's headache.
"And anyways, it's a good way to see how much you care for her." Lar continues. "Even Serena wants to be treated that way." She gestures to the mildly blushing Serena who starts refusing adamantly.
"It's not like I like him or anything... I ju-" Serena starts before getting interrupted.
"Didn't take you for a tsundere... Come here." Iskandor requests, and Serena hesitates for a moment before doing so. Iskandor then gives her a hug, not letting her go as she starts to squirm. "I care for you all, I know not the extent of these feelings as of yet, however I intend to lean of their extent and potentially increase them and their counterparts." Iskandor says, mildy shocking Lar as Serena stops squirming but blushes even redder.
"I... Lo... ve... you... Is... kan... dor..." Hikari mumbles in her sleep-like state.
"Why is she grinding her crotch against me..." Iskandor awkwardly asks the semi-rhetorical question.
"Clearly she wants what's in your pants..." Lar replies with an eye roll.
"Even though I've waited a cumulative 50 years I'm not mentally ready to do this..." Iskandor replies.
"You have about 3 weeks now until it will happen for sure, at the very least rub her back and try to give her some pleasure..." Lar instructs.
"Umm..."
"Just do it, don't let her dreams just be dreams." Lar orders.
"Fine... Sorry Hikari... I have no idea how this will turn out..." Iskandor says, walking towards his room, with Hikari still clinging to his back.
"I'm... ready... put... it... in..." She continues muttering as her wet dream continues.
"Can't believe I'm doing this..." Iskandor mutters, gently placing Hikari on his bed, back up.
"What's... the... hold... up... scared... of... hurting... me?" She mutters sleepily, but becoming a bit more clear as she goes on. Iskandor starts by tracing his hands across her tense back, causing her to slightly shudder. He then slowly puts pressure into his fingertips, slowly moving them in a way to relieve muscle tension as he was very familiar with his own on Earth. He caresses her back caringly, leaving no spot left untouched, even daring to go a tad lower and squeeze her small, round ass and immediately regretting it.
"Ahhhh... More, give me more..." She moans, still in a daze where she is mildly aware of everything but more aware of the dreams flowing through her consciousness.
This reaction made Iskandor partially uncomfortable and partially horny. He started caressing her legs, even giving a foot massage until she moaned. "Ahhh... I see you have a thing for feet..." clearly her subconscious mind was nowhere near as innocent as her conscious mind. At this point Iskandor was struggling to hold in his desires but steeled himself to finish the job. Hikari was gently rolled over as two hands gently, yet firmly planted themselves onto her small breasts and squeezed gently, but with a small amount of force that brought her dream to a climax. "YES!" she moaned loudly, starting to fall out of the daze, but still very muddle headed. At this, Iskandor ran out of the room and into the bathroom to take care of his dragon before it demanded tribute.