Draconia Offline vol. 1

10.1. - Personal Connections - Part 1

I've never been that embarrassed in front of anyone. I don't care that my grandmother calls me names if I'm alone. I can take it. But I don't want others to see how miserable I am. Especially the one I love.

Erik loses it.

"Listen, lady, you're not going to treat Ryuuto like shit," he starts shouting to the phone.

"Who's that?"

"I happen to be his boyfriend," he says proudly and I love him even more for that.

"Ooh, I've always suspected you're a disgusting queer," Grandma throws a tantrum. "And now the world is going to be full of freaks. It's all over the news. I'm not going out to see freaks everywhere, send me money for at least a month of deliveries."

I'm not able to reason with her. She's always been horrible to me but this is just too much.

"O-okay, Grandma, I will. Bye," I say faintly and hastily hang up because I can hear she's taking a deep breath for spurting more insults.

"Why did you give in to her ridiculous demands?" Erik is raging.

She's my only family, I switch to telepathy again because it feels easier.

That doesn't give her the right to treat you this way!

It's not so simple, Erik. She's bipolar so she can't help it.

Don't justify it, I bet she was always like this towards you.

I don't care that much anymore. I have you now. I feel like I can take anything.

Oh, Ryuu, it just hurts me when you feel so down, he shakes his head.

Sorry, am I draining you? I worry.

That's not what I mean, dummy, he caresses my face and puts a few locks of my hair behind my ear. It's grown again, at least three more centimetres are silver. I actually like knowing how you feel. Please, don't ever close up to me again, okay?

"I love you," I say, this time aloud. After all, I promised during my transformation that I won't be hesitant to say it anymore.

"I know," he smirks.

If I could, I'd jump. Erik knows the old classical Star Wars movies? B-but... he isn't even a geek! He starts laughing.

"Okay, that had the intended effect," he says, pleased with himself. "I saw those films during a school movie night. The love catchphrase sounded so funny that I remembered it. Never have I thought it'd come in handy."

We spend a few minutes just hugging and kissing. Erik sure has a soothing effect on me. Then I suddenly realise that I didn't bathe since I came here. I turn red—I must stink, yuck!

I want to take a shower, I send him an urgent thought.

Thought so, he replies and chuckles. Not that you smell that horribly but you need it.

He's getting really good at our telepathic communication. He willingly makes the thoughts he wants to send to me much stronger.

He picks me up and takes me to the bathroom. It's so fancy that there's a shower AND a bath tub. Erik doesn't have to ask, he goes for the bath right away. He turns on hot water, we wait for a while for the tub to fill in and then he undresses me, taking off my bandages as well. He puts me in and hops after me.

"Don't wet my wings," I tell him, a bit alarmed, when he grabs a washcloth.

"Don't worry, I won't," he assures me. "I'll just wash the sweat and residual blood around them, okay? Besides, you're healing surprisingly fast. Your metabolism is probably overcompensating."

I'm glad that I can't see my back right now. It hurts when Erik starts washing it but he's really careful so I don't whine much.

"It's not as bad as it looked before," he tells me, his voice calming. "The scars might be much smaller than we originally thought. Fifteen centimetres, no more."

"Do you like how I look now?" I'm almost afraid to ask.

"You're still you," he smiles. "Can't you read that in my mind?"

"I want you to say it aloud," I blush. "Still... I guess... I'm not human anymore."

"Well, I can't oppose that," he says but his hands don't stop washing my back. "Do you want me to wash your hair?"

"Oh, please," I plead. "I feel greasy."

He studies every lock of my silver hair while washing it.

"Nothing can't be further from your original black," he comments but I can feel he likes my new colour.

When he's done washing me, he washes himself quickly as well and then changes the water in the tub. Something tells me Liana won't mind that we consumed too much. We even find some foam so we put it in to create a bubble bath.

We continue cuddling until I realise Erik got hard and is thinking only about one thing. My double-edged telepathy turns against me and I immediately feel horny as well. But it's not only that. I overflow with happiness when I realise that I still attract him.

"T-touch my wings," I let out and my new limbs are trembling. I'm surprised I want to be touched there so badly.

He's hesitant at first, afraid he might hurt me. He touches me very gently and when I don't complain, he plays with different kinds of petting—trying it slow, a little bit faster and pushing his fingers under my little fluffy feathers. I caress his cock in return.

Then he, cautiously, tries to caress the area between my wings that stayed intact. In the game, it was my race's weak spot so I should be guarding it but it turns out I'm extremely sensitive there. I cry in pleasure and climax. My excitement goes through our telepathic connecting to him and he orgasms at the same time.

"R-Ryuu, look," Erik exclaims, his breath erratic.

I open my eyes to discover that there're huge soap bubbles floating all around us.

"Magical," I whisper.

"You did it," he kisses me.

The bathroom door suddenly bursts open.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Fefnir runs into the bathroom.

"There're bubbles all over the hall!" Hana is panicking while Ingri looks amused.

They freeze and stare at us. I turn red, Erik rolls his eyes and tries to hide me under a towel.

"Well, this is so NOT totally unexpected of you two," Fefnir smirks while touching one of the bubbles. "How did you do it?"

"I don't know, a spur of the moment I guess," I say truthfully, still red with embarrassment.

"So magic is confirmed again," Ingri's looking at the bubbles with astonishment. "You must have produced some low level air spell into the water."

"Ehm... some privacy here?" Erik loses his patience.

They reluctantly leave. Fefnir is looking disappointed that he couldn't burst every single bubble, Ingri is dreamingly staring at us and Hana just utters: "I'll send the cleaning service after you're done."