Chapter 127: A Little Party – Part 1

Chapter 127: A Little Party – Part 1

I don't want to part with Alissa's Blessing, so I shift into my dragon form and let her mount me.

"This feels odd," she wryly remarks.

I turn my head around and stare at her. "You rode my cock quite a few times already," I casually point out.

"But you always faced me when I did," -her eyes narrow, and a seductive smirk takes a hold of her lips- "like how you're doing right now..."

She starts moving her hips back and forth, rubbing her lips against my scales with only two thin pieces of cloth between us, then I notice a quickly rising heat emanating from between her legs.

"Not now..." Yunia pleads dryly.

"Jealous?" Alissa cheekily shoots back.

Yunia clenches her teeth and hesitates for a second before grumbling, "I won't answer that question..."

She'd love to ride this majestic form of mine, shining in the sun while my huge cock is on displ-...

"Just go!" She hurries us annoyedly and slaps my huge ass. I barely feel a thing, but it's still surprising.

"Alright, alright," I appease her, then I spread my wings and launch out of the cabin.

Feeling the air on my body is refreshing, but I really need to learn how to fly properly because using [Telekinesis] just feels awkward.

I can use my "Willpower" to control the wind through my wings, forcing it to either hit them to produce lift or avoid my body entirely to reduce drag. Flying means alternating between these two effects constantly while controlling the wings for maximum efficiency, so it takes quite a lot of mental effort to do it manually.

I'm still far from creating a sub-process in my mind that automatically takes care of flying for me, but I feel like my control over wind is slowly improving. Flapping my wings while pushing air against them to give myself a bit of lift is easy, though it isn't strong enough to achieve liftoff without help from [Telekinesis].

In flight, it's simple to switch between manually reducing my drag and using [Telekinesis] to give myself a boost in speed, though an experienced dragon would likely notice that my flying is sloppy.

Alissa keeps her body straight, taking in the wind right on her face. She feels a sense of freedom not easily felt anywhere else, causing an innocent smile to spread on her face.

Being the mount feels odd. I really like being the dominant one, and having Alissa on top feels kind of "wrong." I guess this means I'm a permanent dom, though occasionally being a bit of a sub wouldn't hurt.

Unfortunately, our little flight comes to an end rather quickly, and I purposely land heavily on the deck of the imperial ship, then Alissa dismounts, and I immediately shift back to my humanoid form.

A group of mages, a few tin soldiers, and an obvious officer with a yellow cloak stand before us, their bodies quickly tensing up as they seem to realize that we're actual nobles due to our flashy entrance. We're also wearing lavish clothes, so even if they mistook my transformation or my glorious draconic features for just a mere dragonkin, they couldn't ignore that at least I'm wealthy.

I interlace my fingers with Alissa's, and we wait just a brief moment, then I shout indignantly, "Well...? What did you stop us for?!"

The men don't even twitch, completely frozen, while the officer takes a step forward and nervously replies, "We don't recognize your airship, Grand Sir, and we're under orders to stop and inspect all unknown ships in search of Chimera air pirates."

Air pirates...? The nerd in me squeals in excitement... but then I realize that they're potentially Wicked and also rapists, and the nerd grumbles in disappointment.

Alissa pokes my soul, and I immediately assume a lofty tone as I announce, "I'm Crown Lord Wolf Ryder, and this is my wife, Crown Lord Alissa Ryder. We're rulers of the Western High Forest and inheritors of the elven Royal Lineage. This is our airship, which we recovered from the dungeon that gave us the Title of True Noble."

The soldiers cry internally, and the officer sweats cold, my level and draconic blood doing wonders to intimidate them. Though they have enough composure to keep themselves steady on their feet, the officer turns his brain off and becomes a drone due to fear.

He blinks, then dully replies, robotically, "Unfortunately, we don't have your airship in our records, so our orders are to inspect it so that we may write a report." His brain doesn't even process the impertinence of his insistence.

Yunia can't hold back a derisive laugh at the airhead's demeanor, then she quickly tells me the plan through [Bind]. Denying him access to inspect the airship from the inside will ensure that the person who reads his report doesn't forget it, and it'll call the imperial army's attention to how outclassed the speed of their airships are when compared to ours.

I glare and take a menacing step forward as I growl, "Are you daft? You will not waste our time inspecting our ship, but you may observe it from the outside as much as you want. Now, get your Inspection Crystal to verify my identity, then begone!"

The soldiers look at each other worriedly, expecting further trouble, but the officer is jostled out of his trance, and he immediately realizes that he's fucking it up. The army and the nobles try very hard to avoid getting in each other's way because things have a tendency to quickly devolve into an awful mess for everyone involved if they don't.

He lowers his head in a show of obedience and takes a step back, then he turns to the shortest mage and barks, "Fabian! Go get the Crystal!"

The small man salutes, then hurries towards the wide entrance to the metal dome, seemingly glad that he gets to leave the deck.

I fake a sigh and shake my head, then I turn around and look around at the ship. I want to inspect the dome because I saw what seemed to be small windows for the soldiers to shoot out from, but I can't come off like a starry-eyed tourist right now.

Things become slightly awkward as Alissa and I just ignore them. It's quite funny to see (through the other girls' eyes) the soldiers awkwardly shuffling away while their postures relax.

I stare down at Mistcross, but from this height, only Alissa can see anything significant, and the most she sees are little blurred dots that seem to be caravans making their way south towards the Misty Forest.

All I see is a mass of yellow and orange from the bricks and clay roof tiles. It's an imperial town, alright, but we're lucky that we can see anything at all since the name quite obviously implies a certain type of weather is fairly common.

We're not left waiting for long, and after just a couple of minutes, the short mage comes running back while carrying an ornate box, but he also brought company with him. A weredog woman wearing a yellow velvet uniform and two more tin cans follow after him.

"Stay aloof," Yunia suggests, and I begrudgingly agree. I'd love to flirt with (seemingly) the Captain of this ship, but the plan comes first.

The gray, mature weredog woman is fairly attractive, but her hair is hidden by her cap, her face is as stiff as stone, and she doesn't have the elven grace and majesty to look like anything but a grizzled veteran. Her dog ears aren't hidden by the cap, and since her hair is pulled back, the lack of normal human ears becomes gratingly apparent.

She stops before me and bows. "Your Highnesses, I'm Captain Tricia," she stiffly greets, and all of the soldiers follow her lead a second later.

I like it that they're being submissive. She must've realized that their ship is too small and their levels are too low to pose a threat to us, even with [Ritualism] to boost their firepower, so she just wants to appease us before we start making unreasonable demands.

"Rise," I dryly order. "We're on our way to the capital to meet with the Emperor, so let's hasten things."

She hums back and takes both the Crystal and the tablet from the ornate box, then she offers them to me. The Crystal can reveal anyone's "Stats" in full, so it's considered quite an offense to make a noble use one without giving them the option to hide their private information first.

When I touch the Crystal, the tablet becomes black, and my name and Titles appear on it. Hiding entries on the tablet is as simple as touching them once, and we're grateful that they preemptively hid all irrelevant entries for us.

I hand the tablet back to her, then she spends a few long seconds reading all of my Titles, and I notice her eyebrows subtly rise up.

She finally puts the tablet back in the box, so I follow by putting the Crystal in with it, then she swallows heavily and stares as she tactfully tries to appease us, "We apologize for the inconvenience, Your Highnesses. Many merchants try to claim ties with nobility to escape inspection, and we also have a growing problem of Chimera air pirates hounding our skies, so we've become rather overzealous."

"Chimera pirates...?" I mumble, trying to sound mildly curious.

She nods, suddenly a bit less tense since the topic has now changed to something more palatable. "There seems to be trouble brewing in the Sky Lands, so more unfortunate souls have taken to piracy to survive lately."

I line up Melanie's and Edolie's moist pussies, then I grow another Weapon. It's time to Ravage them.

Dark clouds appear in the sky ahead of us, and we cross through patches of intermittent light rain coupled with weak lightning strikes. Anything and anyone that crosses the Thunderplains needs to have either [Electric Resistance] or a lightning rod, and our ship obviously uses the latter.

We begin to leave Specula Lake behind, but then night falls, and we stop for the night.

Hana and I carry the two exhausted Companions to the bath because they're too exhausted to walk on their own. The silly smiles on their faces are proof of a job well done.

Hukarere and Romy join us again, and Yunia gets her revenge on the Asian soldier.

The Companions were just snacks for me, so today, I have a main course of succubus with a side of loli. The two not-sisters make for a powerful combo with the sensuality and hidden sweetness of the former, and the innocence and cute slyness of the latter.

Older sister and little sister work together to make big bro go mad with lust, and since they can read my every thought, it's not that hard to make my cock throb with desire.

Teasing the dragon has only one outcome, and so, they receive their well-deserved punishment for getting me to unleash the beast.

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