"W-what... Are you?" The Dragon asked through her heavy breathing as she doubled over and weakly tried to move Ultio's fingers away from her navel.
Ultio didn't answer, but instead applied a little more pressure on her navel with his fingers.
An even louder moan of pure ecstasy escaped from her lips and she fell onto the ground as her knees could no longer support her, successfully escaping Ultio's touch.
Now that she wasn't being touched at that spot, an indescribable rage filled her heart and she managed to force out some threatening words even with her current state. "I... I will make you-"
Ultio sat cross-legged beside her and placed his fingers back onto her navel and applied even more pressure.
"AAaaaAahHhH!"
She moaned again without restraint and began to rub her thighs together.
This scene seemed funny to watch.
A mighty Dragon was reduced to a moaning mess, and the cause of it, was simply sitting beside her, expressionlessly pushing against her navel.
"Uh..."
"This is her reverse-scale. All Dragons have a reverse-scale, which is their weak spot. It causes them to feel an indescribable pleasure, which renders them helpless immediately. I needed her to transform so I could see when her reverse-scale was, as the spot is different for every Dragon." Ultio immediately rambled on without pause as soon as he heard the noise of confusion made by Pyro.
"Oh, and by the way, could you help me pick you Mister Midas from the rubble left standing. If I recall correctly, he should be there." Ultio said loudly and pointed in a certain direction. He had to speak loudly, as the Dragon's moans became louder and lasted longer, and also more frequent.
Pyro shrugged and went over to look for Eric.
By this time, the Dragon was shaking her head nonstop, begging Ultio with rapid words.
"Tell me your name."
"M-mEghaNa Jo-JoRmuNGard-dR!" She exclaimed as she began to buck wildly before arching her back sharply and closing her thighs tightly while letting out a loud scream of pleasure.
Because she arched upward, Ultio's fingers were pressed even harder against her navel, which made him slightly disappointed. Here's why.
"I thought you would want to get away from me, yet you seem eager to have your reverse-scale touched." Ultio said with narrowed eyes.
Even though her mind was being strained by the waves of pleasure assaulting her, Meghana managed to glare at Ultio.
"Ahem... My apologies," Ultio coughed into his other fist and asked another question. "Why did you come to Lont?"
Meghana bit her lower lip fiercely and tried to hold herself back from speaking.
Ultio didn't even waste more words and just twisted his finger slightly, causing Meghana to scream with pleasure again and buck wildly like a fish taken out of water.
"C-cu-cumming!"
As she arched her back once again, Ultio's mind immediately thought back to when he first woke up some time ago. He had heard that woman called Hans telling the previous Ultio something similar.
It was only now that had taken a few people's memories that he understood what it meant.
"Please show some restraint, young lady." Ultio said with a slightly displeased expression.
Meghana nodded her head furiously and pressed her lips together tightly with tears building at the corners of her eyes.
She had such a pitiful expression, that when combined with her naturally beautiful and cute face, would have touched the hearts of many, not matter how cold they were. Unfortunately, this was Ultio V, the one man without a heart.
Instead of feeling pity, Ultio just felt exhausted. He couldn't keep pressing her navel for much longer, so he instead came up with a long-term solution.
"Miss Jormungardr, pledge to the heavens and on everything you hold dear, including your name and reverse-scale, that you will serve Ultio V."
"W-w-what?"
Ultio rolled his eyes and leaned over the Dragon so he was looking directly at her. He stopped applying pressure on her reverse-scale, and instead stroked it lightly with his middle finger.
In response, Meghana grabbed his arm tightly as she came four times in quick succession from that touch alone. Her eyes rolled up and she seemed to be choking on... Pleasure.
"Miss Meghana, do you agree to a contract where I am, for all purposes and intents, your master?"
Meghana struggled to speak, but in the end still managed to react. She rose her middle finger and weakly shoved it against Ultio's face.
"A Dragon's pride, as they say, is indeed stronger than steel." Ultio said with a tone of admiration. But his admiration disappeared a second later as he took Meghana's middle finger and used it to rub her own navel.
Meghana threw her head back and gasped loudly as she reached levels of pleasure only few had personally experienced.
"Miss Meghana, because I'm getting tired, I will give you a much better deal. You will obey my every command for the next forty eight hours, or until we discuss the terms for an actual contract."
After a few seconds, Ultio still hadn't received a reply so he shrugged and decided to keep pushing this Dragon's button.
Literally.
But before he could continue, the Dragon grabbed his arm once again in a vice-like grip and conceded. "Yes! Yes! Yes! I agree, just please! Please, stop!"
Ultio's hand froze and he let out a sigh of relief. "Good. Your first command; you are not allowed to attack anyone until further notice. Second command; heal both Mister Midas and Mister Muspel if you can."
"Now..." He said and let out another sigh. Then he abruptly passed out and fell face-first onto Meghana. Unfortunately, he forgot to take his finger away from her navel, so as he fell unconscious, his body moved forward and so did his finger.
To worsen it, his head landed right on her voluptuous breasts as he lost consciousness.
Meghana, the once mighty Dragon cursed loudly and tears streamed down her face as she could only wait.
*****
Half an hour later, Ultio finally woke up to find himself staring at Meghana's face, which was still twisted and contorted due to pleasure, even as she was asleep.
"Awake, Ultio?"
"No, just daydreaming." Ultio replied sarcastically as he got to his feet and found Eric lying two metres away from Pyro, who was smoking another cigarette. Beside the pyromancer was another man, this one dressed in black clothes.
However, he seemed pretty dead to Ultio.
Pyro shrugged at Ultio's reply and blew out a puff of smoke. "So what now?"
"Well... I find it fun to forcefully interrogate this young lady."
Pyro chuckled and walked closer to stand beside Ultio. "She's not young. And as worrying as it is... I also find it fun."
And so Meghana Jormungardr woke up to find herself being stared at by two pairs of eyes carrying evil intent. "Shit..."
*****
Sorry for the late release.