A Pet for the Dragons

23.

ARIKA

"Hmmm... that feels so good, Ivret," I sighed deeply and leaned into him. I could feel the tension running through Ivret's body. My charm was working on him. Although he could be clueless initially, I could tell he was not so clueless now. He could feel what I was doing to him, but he didn't want to let it out, and I wasn't going to back down. My determination was stronger than steel. "I think I'm starting to like you more," I told him, and he stopped massaging my shoulders.

I bit my lip to swallow my laughter. I knew I got him with that.

"What happened?" I giggled, peering at him above my shoulder. He looked like I had punched and kissed him on his face at the same time. It was hilarious, and at that moment, I had forgotten all about my plans. Instead, I was genuinely enjoying this process of seducing a clueless dragon. My brain was coming up with new ways to push his boundaries and see how far he'd let me go before he'd eventually snap.

"Did you—ahh!" I yelled and pretended to slip, but before I could land in the tub, I pulled him along so that he was in the tub as well, completely drenched in water. Ivret let out a surprised and panicked sound as he gained his balance and sat up in the tub. The furs he was wearing were completely drenched. Too bad. That meant he'd need to take his clothes off so that I could start climbing him like a tree.

"I'm sorry. I slipped. Are you hurt?" I asked, nearing him and trying to find the buttons of his cloak.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It can get slippery sometimes. Wait—"

"You're drenched. It would be best if you took your clothes off," I told him, finally finding the ties of his cloak and undoing them before he could say anything. Ivret was still shocked by everything, and I could tell that up this close, he couldn't fight his temptation to look at my tits. That was a good thing for me until I felt a pulse starting between my legs.

"I'll be fine. You don't have to trouble yourself. I should finish washing your hair," Ivret spoke, moving away from me and killing my high hopes for a second. He was fighting really, really hard, and as much as this frustrated me, I couldn't believe that this somehow made me horney.

Ivret was a challenge, and I loved conquering a good challenge.

Before he could get out of the tub, I held his hand. He gasped and looked back at me. I gave him an innocent look and said, "You know, taking a bath twice in a day never killed anyone,"

I noticed how his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He was fighting hard but wouldn't stand a chance against me.

"Erm... I don't feel dirty, and it will save water," He said. I almost glared at him because now I was starting to believe that Ivret wasn't as clueless as he pretended to be. Maybe, he was smart and was seeing through my bullshit.

If Ivret was a Silge-level healer, I, too, was a Silge-level hoe.

"Bathe with me," I snapped at him almost out of determination. "Please..." I added before my charm on him could wear off. "I could've asked Zorge or Radrox, but I'm asking you because I trust you,"

This finally seemed to have lit something in his eyes, so I decided to bluff him even more. "It's our custom that we bathe with people we trust. It helps form deep friendships,"

"You want to be friends with me?" He asked, almost sounding offended. Oh, so he didn't want to be just friends, huh? That was good for me. I closed the distance between us until only a few inches left.

"We can be more than friends if that's what you want," I offered, peering into his eyes suggestively. Up this close, I saw his pupils dilate even more. It was hard to tell at first because his eyes were black, but I noticed a few silver streaks. His eyes were otherworldly.

My words seemed to have interested him even more. He seemed to consider for a moment before grunting, "Alright,"

I gave a happy yelp, wrapped my arms around him and pressed my breasts against his front. "I knew you were the one for me the moment I opened my eyes," I told him, peeling the drenched fur cloak off his body until his well-toned shoulder covered in scales was exposed. His nostrils flared as I ran my hands down his body, feeling every inch of it.

"How did you know that?" He asked, almost killing the mood again, but I stopped for a second and pondered over his question. That wasn't a stupid question. He was genuinely curious, and instead of snapping at him, I decided to use this as a golden opportunity to bluff him even more.

"How did I know that you were the one for me?" I asked, running my fingers over his biceps and thinking of the most glorious bullshit I could serve him. "I just don't know, Ivy. I knew you were the one for me. I felt it somewhere in my chest, right above my gallbladder. Maybe it's because... you're so kind and pure," I started, and then it flowed out of me like a speech, "You are so considerate of me and paying attention to me closely as if you truly care about me. No one has ever done that for me. You have this thing in you that makes me think that you could never do anything wrong to anyone. You seem like a genuinely nice person, I mean, dragon. You seem to be so knowledgeable. I know I can learn a thing or two from you. I've travelled the whole world, but I've never met anyone like you, Ivy,"

Well, I might've bluffed too hard there, but there was a genuine thing or two in there. Whatever it was, Ivret was sold. I could see it in his eyes.

"What do you think of Zorge?" He asked. His tone was sharp. I smiled at him. He was looking for more, and I was more than eager to give it to him.

"Zogre is a scamp. Radrox is rude, but you, Ivy... you are just the perfect man I'd been looking for such a long time. I couldn't believe I had travelled the whole world only to find the man of my dreams in the Arctic. There's no better man than one who lets me grill fish on his most prized grill. No man has ever sacrificed so much for me. You're just straight out of my dreams, Ivy," I told him, holding in my laughter. It was taking me all the self-control not to start laughing, but Ivret listened intently as if I were narrating the gospel to him for the first time.

"Why do you call me Ivy? My name is Ivret," He said, surprising me again, but I went along with it.

"Ivy is cute... Ivy is mine," I whispered. All of a sudden, all the black and silver drained out of his eyes, and a vibrant gild took over. I gasped, and for the first time, I felt nervous. I didn't know what that meant.

Before I could ask him anything, he stood up in the tub and started taking his clothes off. I smiled at him and sat back, watching him strip. Usually, wet fur is heavy and hard to remove, but somehow, Ivret managed to make his movements very elegant. It almost felt like watching a dragon strip show.

It was going alright until he tugged his trousers down, and his hard and enormous cock jutted out in its full glory. It was now my turn to be shocked and speechless. 

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