Chapter 16: Changing Outfit. Someone's Too Horny.
Suddenly, a cold voice resounded through the room: "Uathach. The first test is over. Walk him to the living room."
Drake's laugher died as he heard that familiar voice. 'Scathach...'
He tried to find where the voice came from as he looked around, and his eyes darted everywhere, but he didn't find any object nor anything that could denote to where the woman's voice came from.
He didn't even know what direction it came from.
Even if he has to master his senses and everything about his dragon part, that doesn't mean his hearing isn't oversensitive right now. He heard the woman's voice from everywhere, so it was difficult to track it down.
"Yes, mother." The voice of the woman beside him, Uathach, switched to a serious tone as she replied respectfully.
She glanced back at the man, then tilted her head somewhere. Following her direction, Drake looked to the far left and saw a small dresser a black outfit hanging by.
Looking down at himself, he nodded as he looked back at the woman; he didn't want to stay in a simple black minishorts. The woman helped him walk over to where the clothes are so his feet don't sink in the floor again.
"Thanks." He nodded to her again with a gentle smile adorning his handsome face.
The woman's cheeks flushed a bit, but she also smiled up at him. 'He really is a different kind...' She added in her mind.
As Drake carefully inspected the clothes, he noticed that everything was black with a silver trim. "...A whole black suit?" He turned to the woman again, "Why's everything black...?"
She smirked, "Mother ordered it. And..." her eyes wandered over his body and the outfit, "you'd look hot in this suit. No?"
Drake's head tilted a bit to the side as he stared at her blankly for a moment. 'Her eyes are exactly like Scathach's... Just not the sclera because it is black.' He was actually mesmerized by her beauty for a moment, but he didn't show it on his face even though both his dragon and human parts were screaming at him.
He was still managing to handle all this dragon thing for quite a while now... Though only a day and few hours passed, others like him would have either gone mad, or surrendered to their new part, or became mindless beasts.
He is indeed special...
But the real question is...
Why?
"Aren't you enjoying this?" He spoke in a neutral tone.
The woman, of course —though it was a bit difficult to see —noticed this, and her smirk widened broadly and turned into a wide grin of satisfaction. "I am~" She admitted honestly, and her tone changed to her casual one.
Drake's brow twitched a bit in annoyance, but he didn't say anything and simply just ignored her and turned his attention back to the clothes in his hands.
"..."
He abruptly stood still, just staring at the clothes in his hands while remaining motionless for what felt like eternity but in the form of few seconds.
"...Aren't you going to change...?" The woman asked, confused by his silence and lack of movement.
Slowly, Drake turned his face back to her. "...Aren't you going to leave...?" He asked with a dry tone as he deadpanned at her.
The woman blushed, "O- Oh..." and realization soon dawned upon her as her eyes widened a bit; "Y- Yeah... You're right. I will wait by the door."
She closed her eyes and forced a smile on her face as she took few steps back while waving to him, then quickly turned and ran outside the room.
SLAM
The door slammed behind her, and she leaned back against it. Her back then slowly slipped down over the door until she sat on the floor and on her butts.
Her eyes were wide with embarrassment, and her cheeks were red. '...This bastard...' She placed one hand on her heaving breasts. 'AGGHHH! WHY AM I ACTING LIKE A TEENAGER WITH HIM?! This was supposed to be a test, but I ended up falling for this stranger!'
Her beautiful yet demonic eyes closed as she wrapped her arms around her shins and buried her face between her thighs. 'Gghhh! Calm down Uathach! You're the daughter of Scáthach! Act all cool and fiery! Yes!'
Her mood changed fast...
First she was embarrassed.
Now...
—She pulled her face back and looked up at the ceiling with her fists held high. 'Whatever! I will make sure he pays for how he made me feel! Definitely!'
However, she felt troubled and conflicted; she couldn't help but keep thinking about that strange man who is supposedly a newborn Greater Dragon Lord.
...She was also quite determined and, yet, still horny...
Her fluids began to pool down on this hallway's floor beneath her.
'...I need to relieve myself...' She bit her lower lip, her eyebrows knitted in concentration, and her right hand slowly slipped between her dress and dark red lace panties, then her fingers brushed over the spawning point...
"Mhh...—" Her eyes widened as she almost moaned. 'Shit... I almost said it out loud!'
—But the image of the man's face, his broad shoulders, his big chest, slender waist and ten-pack abs, as well as the huge bulge he had when he was unconscious, all flashed in her mind in one swift memory.
'Shit... Damn this bastard!' She closed her eyes tight.
She bit down on her lips a bit harder as she began to her rub hand over the sacred place...
She definitely didn't think about how she was "kicked" out of her bedroom...
—Meanwhile, Drake was hearing every tiny movement and noise from inside the room...
'...She's cute.' He just thought like that and chuckled lightly to himself.
He actually knew that if it wasn't for the fact that she's his type and has the potential to become a woman like Azuraelle, her mother, and her aunts, his reaction would be very different.
He'd actually cringe at her and feel disgusted, or weirded out by her doings.
Yes. The "Baby" Dragon definitely knew what was going on behind this closed door.
'I don't think she has done anything to my body while I was...'sleeping', especially with how I have that gut feeling that my thoughts are true and not false.
So, I guess, I will just ignore this... For now.'
He really didn't want this matter to slide. He could even take advantage of it just to tease her!
Currently... Drake was standing before a golden mirror which showed his true face.
He was staring at his reflection with a blank look, while he wasn't wearing anything, just like how he came to the world.
His face is very handsome and masculine, and his black hair, clean and dark, grew to his neck and reached his shoulder thanks to the dragon transformation.
His shoulders are broad!
His chest is big! But perfect!
His waist is also slender! His physique is a whooping Y or V-shape, however you want!
He has a literal 12-pack of defined abs! With the last pair of abdominal muscles being right above his crotch area.
His leg muscles were also perfect all in all.
Though, despite being 6'9 feet tall, he wasn't bulky, but his build was perfectly balanced — it could be considered most men's dream.
But... Drake's sharp eyebrows furrowed as he seemed to concentrate on a specific place...
'...Now... That's a true dragon... Heh.' He thought to himself as he was looking at his little brother under his left hand.
He didn't know how big it is, though it of course wasn't erect but at its "normal" size...
It was as big as his hand despite not being erect.
Now... How big is his hand do you ask...?
(Author's Note: Heh. Naive.)
As a 207 CM tall giant, his hands are supposed to be big. No?
Letting go of his member, he sighed deeply. 'I still can't get used to my new body... Not even to my appearance...'
Make no mistake, he felt so proud like he achieved some kind of achievement when he was checking his little ding dong for the first time ever after his transformation.
But his appearance was just out of the ordinary, like he is some kind of god or something, so of course, his appearance surely will bring him quite the headache and unwanted attention in the future.
But he soon shrugged off these thoughts and looked at the clothes draped over the mirror.
He was curious, confused, and annoyed by how he was brought here, to this unknown place, which he just learned was called "The Land of Scorching Shadows."
'Let's just get this part done already; I need to know why Azuraelle's aunt brought me here...'
He trailed off as Azuraelle crossed his mind, and he frowned; "Azuraelle..." He finally spoke as he subconsciously softly muttered under his breath, and his heart ached by the mention of the woman's name.
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