The Nest (TOME 6 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)

Preliminaries to a moment of happiness

Ahh, how well I was, in the wings of my love Linton, finally a true gentleman dragon, gentle, kind, cultivated and loving.

"My little red ball, you didn't tell me what you were doing, except stealing here and ending up on my plate!"

"My dear dear dragon, you will know that I too run a PIKOTHERMIC geothermal company and I help at a paper mill of Dad's,"

"That's not true, you're also an entrepreneur! What a marvel you are! I'm really proud of you! I know that if something happens to me, you are able to take control of things, despite your shape. How do you do it?"

"Video conferences, and I'm going there.! I ignore people and they are less afraid... And I'm dressed in work clothes! It's complicated to get attached."

It was getting dark and we were inexorably moving from the living room to our large nest room, a kind of mountain of cushions.

I was looking forward to our first wedding night and what was on the menu.

I had some banderoles on me, if not garters, but it was part of my fantasies and my romance.

But first of all we rubbed against each other and arrived in a huge bathroom and there was a huge basin several times the size of a bathtub and inside massage oil.

Then there were barrels with specially designed handles to take them comfortably.

"Wistala, lie down and asked me for my love."

I put myself on my stomach and he approached and with a snap of his tongue, the light dimmed and he took a huge sponge soaked in oil and began to smear me with this argan oil scented with relaxing lavender and lemon essences.

BLISS!

MMMhhh

What a feeling!

He started with my neck and massaged my horns and ears and I was taken with pleasant shivers and I made a little cry of contentment.

Then he shone my neck and long neck and passed his tongue between my spines and my whole body began to tremble, with a massage, he got to know my body and thus discovered my sensitive points and my stress points. A true connoisseur, an expert in the field. A real male! A real prince charming. Then he said to sit me down and he clapped his legs and 2 women dressed in white came in with strange machines

"I'll come back to finish but enjoy the dragon pedicure! These 2 women are experts at polishing and scraping my claws and then I have a surprise for you!"

I was already rejoicing and getting on my side. The two ladies asked me to lie on my side and put my hind legs on the base.

a silent electric file and a sander were applied to my legs and the induration and calluses between my scales were removed, a feeling of relaxation and relief invaded me in waves.

Then an abrasive belt mounted on a kind of nylon sheet was placed on each of my claws and a grinding abrasive cream based on borazon and Sic was applied and it turned on the machine. I got a wild tickle laugh. I couldn't take it anymore but when I saw my legs shine like new, well shined shoes, I quickly regained my seriousness. My dull scales began to shine like a well waxed and oiled bag.

How pleasant it was, I hoped it would last forever! MMRr Ohhhhhh yes, quick, the other leg for pity's sake!

Then it was the turn of the claws of the wing hands.

I smelled good and shone. All my black spikes shone and shone.

In the next room, Linton was also getting a manicure.