"You're doing so well," Quynh said, his low voice warm. Then, he added teasingly, "What do you want?"
"You," she replied, her dark brown eyes reflecting his own desire.
"Of course you do," Quynh cooed. "You know the deal – you have to say it first."
"I love you," Bulawan answered confidently.
Quynh felt his chest swell as she spoke those three, sweet words. Whenever she told him she loved him, he couldn't help but melt beneath the overwhelming weight of each syllable – a weight that he would happily hold for the rest of his life.
He carefully removed his fingers from inside of her. The dragon looked down at his love and smiled softly, his emotions overwhelming him all at once. He pressed his forehead against hers and closed his eyes, breathing in her familiar scent. Her natural smell was already enticing, a mix of citrus and spices, but when she was turned on… that was his kryptonite, the scent that could bring him to his knees.
"I will give you what you want," Quynh whispered, kissing her once again. He spoke against her lips, his voice nearly inaudible, "I love you, too."
The sounds of their rhythmic breathing and the heat of their bare skin touching made Quynh's head spin. He separated himself from their kiss and gently rubbed his nose against hers, then sat upright to look at her properly. Bulawan was staring up at him with wanton eyes, and her long blonde hair splayed in a wide arc on the silk sheets. Her entire body was flushed and covered in a thin layer of sweat, and her knees were still squeezing his legs.
"Beautiful," he praised her, running his hands down her thighs.
Bulawan looked away, heat rising to her face and painting her cheeks an enticing shade of red. Quynh found her bashfulness adorable, which only made him want to spoil her even more. With his renewed resolve, he took a sharp breath and reached down to grab his own throbbing sex. He leaned forward slightly and pressed the tip against her entrance.
"You're so wet," he said with a prideful smirk. "Ask me nicely and I will give it all to you, precious girl. Let me take care of you."
Bulawan stared up at him shyly, her self-consciousness showing clearly through eyes. Despite the obvious internal struggle, she pleaded quietly, "Please?"
Quynh gave her a knowing laugh, "Please what?"
"I don't want to say it," she lamented, putting her arms over her eyes to avoid the awkwardness of making eye contact. "I'm too embarrassed."
"Is that so?" The dragon hummed, pulling away just enough that he was no longer pressing against her. "I see, then. Would you like to stop?"
"Please!" the woman pleaded, clearly defeated. "Please, will you give it all to me?"
Quynh's smirk turned to an affectionate smile, after which he just nodded, "Of course."
He obliged, pressing forward once again and putting his dick against her warm sex. Quynh sucked in a small breath with anticipation, then slowly pushed the tip inside. Bulawan whimpered, which only served to encourage him further. The dragon wasn't as patient putting the rest in, and instead opted to thrust himself flush against her all at once.
Bulawan cried out, her legs shaking from the stimulation. Quynh started to move naturally, which she became accustomed to quickly – they had done it many times before, it was second-nature for the both of them. Despite having been intimate so much, the experience never became less exciting… if anything, it only got better each time.
The Crimson Dragon and his Golden Phoenix were wrapped in the throes of pleasure, as they often did, their scents intermingling and becoming one with each other. Quynh's sweat and the tears that prickled in the corner of Bulawan's eyes, mixed with the heartfelt whispers of sweet nothings, illustrated a couple engaged in a love that would transcend time, and generations.
An unforgettable and irreplaceable romance.
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Quynh opened his eyes, the piercing dark pools glossy in remembrance. He looked at the dark-haired girl that stood before him, his nose wrinkled with distaste. Vanna smelled just like her, and it was starting to drive him crazy.
He had noticed it on the plane, too, but chose to ignore it – assuming it was just his mind playing tricks on him, or that he was willing something into existence that clearly wasn't there.
However, there was no mistaking it this time.
Vanna not only shared a similar natural scent to Bulawan, she had the exact same scent when aroused. Which – why was she aroused anyway? Quynh's frustration only increased the longer he thought about it, but unfortunately, his body didn't care about the source of the scent. His body didn't share the same sentiments that he had, and instead was also growing hot with desire.
After recalling such a steamy memory with his late lover, he was even worse off. Each time he had fallen in love with the phoenix was different, but Bulawan was the one that he had been able to love for the longest period of time before losing her. He hadn't been as intimate with the previous incarnations as he had been with her, and it had been so long since he was with the ones that came before her, that he could hardly recall any especially fond memories with them.
Vanna's similarities and differences to her were both intriguing and appalling at the same time, and Quynh couldn't quite decipher his own feelings about the new phoenix. All he knew was that he needed to avoid growing affection for her in case he ended up losing her again… the pain would be unbearable.
He was abruptly pulled from his thoughts, and brought back to reality when his companion spoke up.
"You're so eager to go home all of the sudden," Shizuka observed, answering his question about Liu Bai with a shrug "He's never on time. I don't know why you'd expect anything more from him."
The dragon nearly tripped over his words as he tried to come up with any reason to be irritated besides the real one, "Auclair is ridiculous – he wasted my time. We don't have any reason to be here, that was all information he easily could have sent through messengers. Not to mention, the complete misfortune of running into Zuma while we are here."
"Even so, you seem oddly agitated," Shizuka said cautiously. "Are you feeling alright? You can usually contain your emotions a bit easier."
Quynh snapped his attention back to Vanna, glaring at her accusingly. Why did it have to be this way? Couldn't he just live in peace, without the new incarnation of his love tormenting and tempting him constantly? He continued to observe the girl as she froze in place, seemingly frightened by his stare.
'Good,' he thought to himself, 'she should be scared.'
The dragon knit his brows when he suddenly realized that the smell of her arousal had become even stronger. His patience was wearing thin, and if it went on much longer he wasn't sure he would be able to control himself. He could still feel the warmth of Bulawan's skin beneath his fingertips after his vivid daydream…
So, he couldn't help but wonder if being with Vanna would feel the same as it had with her?... Or perhaps, better?
It was a very dangerous train of thought to pursue, so he shook it off and stomped it out quickly. Quynh answered Shizuka bitterly, "Yeah. I'm a bit on edge – you don't need to know why."