Safur was observing the situation with an unsettlingly calm detachment.
A bathhouse washing area, naked wives and cat girls swarming him.
And right in the middle of it all, his finger-thin dick standing at attention while he was being jostled around.
That sight must look pretty pathetic.
Well, basically, it amounted to “a shameless forty-something brat using his childlike appearance to enjoy lewd scenes in the women’s bath and getting spoiled rotten.”
For a fleeting moment, he spiraled into negativity, unable to read Rika’s stunned expression or guess what she was thinking.
…In reality, Rika had never once seen Safur as anything but an “old man in a kid’s body”—she’d always viewed him with the innocent perception of an eight-year-old, so being dragged into the women’s bath hadn’t struck her as odd at all.
If anything, she was inwardly horrified by how pure and untainted her own desires were compared to these wives and cats doting on such a beautiful boy—she shuddered at her own twisted lust—but Safur had no way of knowing that.
The dragon and elf, drawn to each other despite not understanding the other’s true nature, now felt mortified, despairing, yet unwilling to be disliked, so they tried to pull themselves together. Safur couldn’t think of a decent excuse for his current predicament, while Rika was utterly lost on how to explain the incident from days ago in a way that would make things right.
A long, agonizing silence—though in reality, it probably lasted only a minute or so.
Regardless, at the end of it, Safur, overcome with frustration, decided that rambling excuses were unmanly and stood up with resolute determination, his mind racing.
He approached Rika, nearly overwhelmed by the divinity of her twin breasts (from Safur’s perspective), took a deep breath from the pit of his stomach, and roared:
“Rika… I… I love youuuu!!”
He bellowed at the top of his lungs, tears welling in his eyes as he stared at Rika.
The one thrown into confusion was Rika.
There was no context to the situation. She’d been wracked with guilt over getting aroused and playing lewdly with such a cute boy—her stomach twisting like a corkscrew—when suddenly, he declared his love.
And he did it while standing at full attention in front of the women’s bath, who were now staring in bewilderment.
”…Eh? Huh?”
Only the lower half of her face moved as she stammered back. She must have looked utterly unnatural.
Safur, meanwhile, wore an expression of vague anxiety, prompting Rika to reflexively reach out to comfort him—though she didn’t even understand what he was doing in the first place.
She’d come to bathe at the onsen without knowing anything, only to be suddenly thrust into this situation. It wasn’t unnatural to assume there must have been some buildup to his actions—if so, why did it feel so abrupt?
But in reality, there had been no setup—Safur had acted entirely out of the blue. Rika, however, was operating under the mistaken assumption that “there must have been something before this? Can you explain what happened?” This disconnect now reigned supreme in the women’s bath.
”…Rika."
"Y-yeah… yeah?"
"Um… well…”
Safur finally realized he wasn’t getting through, and his confusion only deepened as he frantically searched for help on either side.
Maybe Mai or Leila, or even the Blue Dragon—perhaps Andy or the Baron—were nearby, ready to smooth over his flustered behavior. A faint hope flickered, but no one was there.
Driven by the intense gazes fixed upon him, Safur was seized by another wave of incomprehensible panic.
”…I… I love you!!”
He shouted the same thing again.
Nothing was resolved. The women in the bath had simply unified in their desire for him to calm down and explain properly.
The ensuing silence nearly brought Safur to tears.
What is this place? What am I supposed to do…? His brain boiled over as he pondered alone.
Then, one of the cat girls finally—hesitantly—offered assistance.
”…Um… so, what do you want me to say to the elf woman, nya?” “Are you asking me to tell her that…?” “She’s really troubled, though…” ”…Ugh.” Safur flinched at Rika’s blatantly confused expression. Rika wanted to convey that she wasn’t exactly displeased by this turn of events, but if she responded poorly, the currently rampaging Safur would likely misinterpret things and cause irreversible damage. She didn’t know how to word it. Seeing this stalemate, the cat girl chimed in again. ”…Why don’t you just say you want to marry her, or… you want to mate with her, nya?” “M-Mating!?” Safur gasped. The ladies present were understandably hesitant about that suggestion. “What would you even say to a child like that?” “Besides, does she even understand mating?” “It’s too early for that!” But Rika quickly jumped in, flailing her arms as she did so. She felt it was necessary to clarify this point right now. “S-Safur-kun is already 40 years old… and, well, he’s reached puberty, so…” …All eyes turned back to Safur. Rika had meant well. She thought Safur would never be able to say it himself and that he’d just become plaything for these women, which was, in fact, the case. However, elves are tolerant of ages in the double digits, but humans and cat-people find those numbers quite large. “Eeeeeeeehhhhh!?” After a few beats, a chorus of gasps erupted from everyone’s mouths, causing Safur to flinch so much he nearly jumped out of his skin. And then, in a panic, he bolted from the women’s bath and ran across the meadow naked. He was at an age where he wanted to argue against being called perverted, or rather, he had the mental maturity of someone who did. He couldn’t just shrink back and stay in the women’s bath. “No way… but what race is that kid even?” “Speaking of which, there were girls Andy has as retainers who look like they’re 13 or so, but are saying they’re 60 years old.” “So that’s a thing, huh…” However, the ladies didn’t feel any danger of Safur raping a woman, so they weren’t scolding him for his impropriety, but were purely surprised. The cats were just shocked as well. The fact that Safur was a dragon and a handsome young man also played a role. No matter what, the wives tend to be softer on cute-looking boys than any other annoying brats. Rika gave the scene in the women’s bath a second glance, quickly dressed herself, gathered Safur’s clothes in her arms, and said, “I apologize for the commotion,” before chasing after Safur. Safur was sitting in a triangular position in the nearby grass. “S-Safur… kun.” “Rika… I…” ”…Um.” Safur was crying. When he thought about it again, being swept along and entering the women’s bath, not being able to refuse firmly and becoming plaything for the women, then intending to defuse the situation with a cool confession but ending up being chased out naked and wandering around, he felt utterly pathetic. “Um… Safur-kun…”
”…I… I’m just… so useless… as a dragon… and as something else… just… too pathetic…”
Safur sniffled, his nose making a wet sound.
Seeing Safur like that, Rika felt a wave of calm wash over her.
…Safur is still just a kid, after all. Way too much.
He tries so hard to seem bigger than he is, fails, gets hurt, and feels down. And yet, underneath it all, he’s so pure.
Rika hadn’t been able to properly accept his kindness because of her guilt, but even after that prank a few days ago, she knew Safur still cared about her.
So, Safur had to comfort himself. He had to accept himself.
There was no need for the world’s conventional wisdom there.
”…Hey, Safur… I know you want to become a proper adult."
"…Yeah."
"I know it’ll take you a long time to get there. But I also know that you’re a boy… and that you’ll still be a boy even as you grow into an adult."
"…Y-yeah."
"So, even now, if you see a girl’s naked body, your dick gets hard… and you want to do more than you did last time. I know that too.”
She wrapped her arms around Safur from behind, hugging his bare back.
”I know you want to mate."
"That’s…"
"But mating doesn’t make you a proper adult, does it? …That kind of thing won’t really give you what you truly want. And you know that, right, Safur?"
"…Huh…”
Safur wavered between agreeing and disagreeing with Rika’s words.
The common saying goes that losing your virginity makes you a proper man.
If you asked him if he wanted to lose his virginity, he’d say yes. But that didn’t mean he’d suddenly become a “respected adult dragon” just by having sex.
Besides, Safur couldn’t stand the thought of being called a lecherous man.
That’s why he couldn’t nod or shake his head at Rika’s words.
Feeling his hesitation so clearly, Rika felt an overwhelming sense of affection for him.
”It’ll take you decades to become a proper adult. And that’s okay, Safur. …Besides, you don’t have to wait until you’re a proper adult. I like you too, Safur. Even as a kid."
"…Rika…?"
"You can grow up slowly, Safur. …From today until you become an adult… and even after you become an adult. You can always make my stomach feel good with your dick.”
With a smooth motion, Rika shed her clothes while still pressed against Safur.
Her skin, still damp from the steam earlier, revealed more of itself with each layer she removed, forcing Safur to imagine her naked body whether he liked it or not.
But this time, Rika had no intention of teasing him.
“R-Rika…"
"Sorry, Safur… This might not really be… for your sake.”
She took off all her clothes, stepped away from Safur, and allowed him to turn around.
Completely aroused, Rika bared everything to Safur on the sunset-drenched grassland.
”…I’m probably… a much more… lewd woman than you think, Saffur… ♪"
"O-oh, me too…"
"That’s why, earlier… when you imagined growing up over the next few decades with me, getting your dick in me every single day…!”
She trembles.
”I can’t stop getting excited… ♪"
"…Rica… Rica, is this okay…?"
"…Yeah, Saffur… Do it…?”
The young dragon proudly displays his small member before the elf maiden he adores.
Still thin and not very long, it lacks the imposing presence of a man who knows how to please a woman.
But that will change as it grows inside this long-lived girl’s womb… The girl declared she’d make him into a man.
”Ri-Rica… I’m really gonna do it now… I am, so don’t move…"
"…If you don’t hurry up and put it in me, my pussy’s gonna dry up, Saffur… ♪"
"Ugh…”
Rica spreads her legs slightly, inviting him as Saffur pins her down.
He confirms with her again and again, then… dares to thrust his small member into the center of her hairless labia.
”…Ngh, hah… ♪"
"Rica… Ugh… It’s… not going in as far as I thought…"
"Force it, Saffur… Just shove it in there!"
"I-it’s okay…?"
"Well, it’s my first time… A girl’s hole doesn’t open up easily unless someone stretches it out… ♪"
"…Rica…"
"If it’s Saffur’s dick… I bet you can’t reach all the way yet…”
Rica whispers.
”Keep going… Keep pushing until you’ve stretched me completely, every single day until you do… ♪"
"…Y-yeah…!”
Saffur nods and thrusts his hips forward.
Gaining momentum, he pushes his small shaft further into the folds of her vaginal walls.
Soon, Saffur’s member—which had only entered a little—was swallowed deeper by Rica’s vagina with a satisfying pop.
”This is it,” Saffur gasps as he continues desperately, until his small hips finally press against Rica’s relatively larger ones.
”…This is it…!"
"…Yes, Saffur… Congrats on losing your virginity… ♪“
Thanks to either the size of Saffur’s dick or the intensity of her excitement, Rica, despite blood trickling between her thighs, still has the composure to kiss him and congratulate him.
”Now… just make sure you get off inside me before you shoot your white stuff… That’s… mating… ♪"
"I-I know… but… what if I get pregnant…”
”…Yeah, Saffur-kun.”
Rica whispered to Saffur with eyes that were either sweet or lustful—she couldn’t quite decide.
”Before Saffur-kun grows up… I could go ahead and get him knocked up…♪"
"Rica…"
"So, Saffur-kun… let’s have plenty of mating every day…♪ More enthusiastically than with Smimson-san…♪"
"…Rica, you…"
"Sorry if I’m being too lewd… but when I look at you, Saffur-kun…♪”
She wrapped her arms and legs around him, embracing him tightly.
”All that stuff just makes me feel so happy…♪"
"…Ri- Rica… Rica, I, I can’t—!”
Saffur’s excitement peaked, and the boy’s hips began to sway, soon plunging into frantic pleasure-seeking.
He didn’t even know the angle or speed at which he was moving—his small thrusts eventually intensified, hammering into the elf girl’s body.
It was still his first time. Saffur, being a male, was one thing, but Rica shouldn’t be able to get off so easily.
Yet, watching the boy lose himself in her flesh gave her undeniable mental fulfillment.
As if it had always been this way… yes, as if they were meant to be like this from the very beginning.
As if she’d foolishly neglected it all this time.
She felt such complete satisfaction that she even had the illusion of it being predestined, and so Rica accepted Saffur’s clumsy piston movements.
The evening sky was crimson.
The summer breeze was cool.
Why did they always end up doing it in the meadow? Rica thought as she looked at the sky over Saffur’s shoulder, recalling the principle held by some clans—that elves should dwell in forests, not indoors.
Perhaps that kind of blood ran through her veins. The kind of lustful blood that made sex outdoors feel natural.
…Concluding that for herself, she felt ready to accept Saffur’s desperate face.
From now on, she would keep having sex with Saffur forever. She would cherish and nurture this small partner within her womb.
Because she was an elf and he a dragon, they could enjoy it over such long stretches of time. That fact made her impossibly happy and comfortable.
And then, Saffur scattered his seed inside the girl.
”Ugh… u, uaaaah…♪”
There was no self-control whatsoever. Just pure indulgence in pleasure, unable to resist and spilling it out.
But even that boy’s messy lust was endearing.
And the thick, sticky essence of the boy, being directly pumped into her womb—what bliss!
Rica felt the sensation, the passion even within his semen… a shiver peaked, and she came completely.
”Nnnnnng…♪”
Lust, and affection.
Though still too young in terms of their races to truly understand each other deeply, they were nonetheless profoundly connected through sex, sharing their feelings.
The next day.
”Ahem… …Boy.”
“U-uh!?! Put some clothes on, you pervert!!”
Safur, again encountering Airi, immediately blushed at how his junk reacted to her overwhelming nakedness, even as he pressed his crotch and protested.
Unfazed, Airi stated her business.
”Well… about the place where you guys practice every day. It’s way too close to town… so… yeah. You’ve been spotted a few times. How about flying a bit further away next time?”
“S-Spotted?”
“A dragon should have noticed sooner, but… it’s that pair of peeping Tom humans and an Ogre.”
“U-uhhh!”
“They usually switch to us when I casually mention it… but I can’t always rush over like that.”
“O-oh, we’re in your debt…”
Safur had been surprisingly indebted to the shameless woman.