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Be a Dragon: Moving Forward (ch.12)
🕑 Added 2020-04-29 14:42:14 +0000 UTC“Uhh-” My concentration lapsed, plunging me into the water without any warning. I clamped my mouth shut in time, but water got up my nose, and that was a hellish feeling once I resurfaced, sputtering and coughing. Wiping water out of my eyes, I saw Kitten still standing at the door, looking at Hinata and Neo.
They shared what I could only describe as a girl moment. I recognized it only because I’ve had a few bro moments -- it was as if they were able to communicate without the need of words because of their shared levels of estrogen. And I’m guessing things would have gotten horribly awkward if Hinata hadn’t sprung up to her feet and offered a deep bow.
“My name is Hinata Hyuga. You have my thanks for being so generous to allow Nero to stay here, Kitten-sama,” she spoke formally. As stiff as it was, that served as an icebreaker. Kitten scratched at her neck, eyeing Hinata and Neo almost challengingly before she gave a small shrug.
“Er, yeah, it’s no biggie,” Kitten dismissed the issue. “Kinda get lonely staying in a big place like this,” she admitted. Kitten glanced at me questioningly, “are you all staying here?” She asked, her tone making it impossible to tell if she cared or not. And...I…
“Please forgive us if we have offended,” Hinata continued, answering for me. “We found ourselves in Jump City unexpectedly and were unprepared. Nero-kun allowed us to stay -- citing your generosity as an example to follow.” It was really, really weird hearing Hinata speak like that. Her tone was firm and she was overly formal.
Kitten looked at Hinata, then at Neo. I had a bad angle to see her face, but I could only hope that Neo wasn’t screwing up Hinata’s story for the fun of it. It seemed that she hadn’t because Kitten shot me a grin, looking pleasantly surprised.
“Oh, in that case, yeah, you’re welcomed to stay until whenever. Don’t worry about it,” Kitten decided and that was a load off my chest. By that time, I had crawled out of the pool, my boxers sticking to me, and her small grin became a lot more coy as her eyes roamed me.
“It’s been a bit,” I greeted her, glancing at her as well. She seemed...good? I couldn’t quite put my finger about it, but she looked fitter. Her breasts were a bit fuller, her hourglass figure more pronounced. And with the makeup she was wearing, she looked absolutely radiant. And, judging from that look that she was giving me, she seemed to know it. “I never got your phone number so I couldn’t contact you about anything -- I would have asked, but…” I trailed off.
“Don’t worry about it -- I don’t care what you do with the place so long as my room is okay. And we’ll trade numbers so we can keep in touch. Like, a lot’s happened in the past couple days,” she informed, her smile becoming a bit more cruel in nature. “Did you hear that Fang got arrested in Gotham?” She asked, making my eyebrows shoot up in surprise.
“No, I didn’t. What’d he do?” I questioned, grabbing a towel to dry myself off with. I hadn’t heard mostly because I was trying to blot out any memory of Fang’s existence. I’m still not over that spider head of his.
Kitten snickered, “he flipped out on campus and started tearing things up. Batgirl kicked his butt, and now he’s in prison. Fang actually had the gall to come to me for bail money,” she said with a scoff...and all of a sudden, I’m really, really, really glad she wasn’t holding having other girls here against me. I knew she had a mean streak in her, especially when I helped her out with it, but it seemed she took a scorned woman to whole new levels. Rest in peace, Fang, I guess.
“Ohh…” I trailed off, feeling kinda bad for the guy. I...might send him some bail money, or something. Just to clear my conscience, because it sounded like the guy was in a real rough spot and I was the one that helped put him there.
“But, I don’t want to talk about exes,” Kitten decided, taking a step forward. She rose on her tiptoes, placing a hand on my shoulder to pull me down a few inches so she could kiss me. I was very aware of Hinata and Neo’s presence just off to the side. As Kitten deepened the kiss, I cracked open an eye to check on them.
Hinata’s expression could best be described as dismayed. Neo, on the other hand, was holding up a sign that said four out of ten. I tried to catch Hinata’s eye as I deepened the kiss, but she stubbornly refused to look at me. So, there was nothing that I could do about it. I had an arrangement with Kitten -- sex for letting me, or us now, stay here.
Kitten moaned into the kiss before she pulled away, humming pleasantly, “I’ve missed that.” Then, pointedly, Kitten glanced at Hinata and Neo, “would it be alright if I stole Nero away for a bit? It’s been awhile, and we need to catch up,” she asked the question in a tone that said that it wasn’t a question.
Hinata nodded stiffly while Neo gave a great big thumbs up. Before anyone could move, Neo walked back over to the chair she was tanning on earlier and laid down on it. She gestured for Hinata to take a seat next to here before she made a dismissive gesture with her hand at me and Kitten.
“I’ll be down in a bit,” I said, to them, wanting to say more. I couldn’t though. Turning to Kitten, I gestured to the door and she quickly stepped inside. Once it was closed behind me, she asked the question that made me unable to offer any kind of reassurance.
“So, did I happen to fuck Jesus, or something? What’s up with the water walking?” Kitten questioned, crossing her arms. It was hard to tell if she really was being flippant with the question or not. Worse, I had no idea if I should lie or not.
No matter what, I couldn't tell her that I got the powers from Hinata. That led down a dangerous road because Kitten would certainly want her own powers. And spreading around chakra sounded dangerous. Which just left the issue of what I could tell her.
"Well...you know back when you found me?" I started, earning a nod from Kitten.
"Kinda hard to forget you walking naked on the highway," she pointed out, her lips curling into a playful smirk. That was a promising sign. And fair enough.
"You know how I said that it was because I was being hazed by my frat?" I continued somewhat warily. Admitting that you started off your relationship with a lie was really awkward. Yet, Kitten's smile didn't fall. That told me she wasn't surprised. "You already know I'm not in college," I realized.
"My dad looked you up, Daddy," Kitten admitted with a shrug. "Your face isn't in any database and Nero isn't your real name." She...sounded...very okay with that. Like she couldn't care less about the fact that I had lied about my identity or faked my existence. "I figured you were on the run, or something after I found out, but seeing you walk on water...I'm guessing lab experiment and the government or whoever wiped your existence?
...You know what? I need to make plans to leave the DC universe. She just said that was a straight face and was completely serious. This place was dangerous.
"No, that's not it," I said, tempted to go with what she suggested...but I owed Kitten as much of the truth as I could afford to give her. "I'm from a different universe. I popped up here about an hour before you found me. I'm sorry for lying to you," I told her honestly, watching her reaction.
Kitten frowned briefly before she let out a sigh. "Huh. Well, don't worry about lying. But is there anything else I should know?" That was...that reaction said a lot.
Again, I hesitated. I was tempted to spill my guts, but I wasn't sure if I should. Especially when I didn't have all the answers.
"That dragon that fought the Fearsome Five-"
"That's you?!" Kitten's eyes lit up dangerously. I recognized that look in her eyes. That hungry look. "Holy shit, thats…!" She trailed off, smiling as her gaze roamed me for any hint of my dragon form.
"Bad? Good?" I hedged, uncertain. I figured that she should know. The Teen Titans figured out who I was and I couldn't delude myself into thinking that what was left if the Fearsome Five wouldn't. Especially when they were motivated. There was a real possibility of this place getting attacked, which was why Raven was going to put up the wards. Kitten deserved to know that people were after me.
"Good," Kitten insisted. "Those losers get their butts kicked all the time," she dismissed the issue with concerning ease. "But...that other form...?"
This...was going in a direction I wasn't completely sure I was comfortable with.
Kitten seemed to catch herself, changing the subject. “Who are they?” She asked, her tone curious, but I could hear the sharp edge hidden underneath. “And what’s with all of this stuff?” Kitten questioned, gesturing to the counter that was still covered in ingredients.
Right. Luckily, I had prepared for this day, even if I wished I had a little more warning. “That’s Hinata and Neo. Neo’s a mute, which is why she doesn't say anything. And Hinata, I found her in a bad spot. A real bad spot. Could have died bad spot,” I explained, making understanding flood into Kitten’s eyes. I would let her come to her own conclusions about that.
“But are either of them you girlfriend, or anything?” Kitten asked, cutting right to the heart of the matter. Judging by her tone, she didn’t exactly approve of that. Either she didn’t want me to have a girlfriend, or the fact that I had invited them to live here -- which was fair enough, honestly.
“No,” I answered quickly. “I do have a friends with benefits type deal with Hinata, but she doesn't want a relationship or anything. Told me herself,” I explained quickly. A flash of jealousy passed over Kitten's features, but she didn’t say anything. Because, in the end, she had requested the same thing with what was between us. “As for the stuff -- well, I pawned some stuff and I started my own company. The setup here is temporary, I’m looking into getting a place in the city soon enough, but...yeah, this is the humble beginnings of Dragonfly Express.”
Kitten looked over at the mountains of flour and ingredients, looking fairly impressed. “Huh. Honestly, I half expected you to just empty the place, sell it all and blow all the money on crap. I wouldn’t really care either, but I didn’t expect you to start a company. Wait, do I get to eat for free?” Kitten asked sharply once she realized that Dragonfly Express was food based income.
I flashed her an easy smile, “naturally.” I informed, earning a wide smile from Kitten as she looked back over the pile of ingredients. “I usually work at night, so our delivery guy can pick up the orders in the morning-”
I was cut off by Kitten taking a step forward, pressing her body against mine as her hands dipped down to my ass. Cocking an eyebrow at that, Kitten just smiled smugly. “So, what I’m hearing is that we should start fucking right now?” She questioned and, fair enough given that the last time we went at it, we had sex for somewhere around six hours or so.
“We should,” I agreed, scooping Kitten up in my arms, making her let out a squeal of delight before I carried her to her bedroom. Pushing the door open, I was greeted once again by an intense pink and white color scheme. Kitten looked around at the room that she hadn’t seen in a few days.
“You didn’t go in my room?” She asked, earning an odd look from me.
“No? You told me not to?” I said, sending her a frown. “Did you think I would?” I asked, and in lieu of answering, Kitten leaned up to kiss me. I put a pin in the topic, accepting the kiss before I put myself in the mood to lay down some pipe. Carrying her to the bed and putting her down on it, I peeled off my towel and boxers, leaving me bare.
Kitten hummed in appreciation, her hands running along my arms and stomach adoringly. All the while I began to unbutton her shirt -- it was some kind of uniform to a company that I didn’t recognize, and didn’t care to learn. I was far more interested in what laid beneath. “And I’ve really missed this guy,” Kitten muttered, her hands taking hold of my hardening cock.
I pulled open her shirt and… “Have you been working out?” I asked, looking down at her body more so than the expensive bra that was at least one size bigger than the last time I saw her breasts. Her stomach was always flat, but now I saw the firm etchings of abs -- going from someone that works out regularly to someone who works out intensly.
“I’ve been busting my butt at my internship,” she admitted, allowing me to peel off her shirt as my hands dipped down to her pants. I leaned in, kissing the nape of her neck as she spoke while her hands slowly began to jerk my cock. “I walk miles every day in high heels. It’s actual hell,” Kitten continued, letting out a breathy moan before I pulled back.
Pulling her pants off, I saw that Kitten was wearing a dark purple thong. Tossing her pants to the side, I placed my hands on the outside of her thighs, I ran them upwards, feeling smooth shaved flesh all the way up. Once my hands were at her hips, I shifted Kitten’s position so both of us were fully on the bed.
“Hey…” Kitten started, biting her lip as her eyes glazed over with lust. “That...other form of yours. The dragon one...do you…” I expected that question. It was obvious that it was coming. All I had to do was look at her ex-boyfriend, the guy with an actual spider for a head. It was clear that Kitten had a thing for...I don’t know. Monsters? Felt a bit weird calling myself that, but the shoe fit.
“I don’t think that form has a dick,” I answered her unspoken question. I wasn’t sure that was true, but I also wasn’t sure if I was up for fucking a girl as a dragon. That’s something I had to wrap my head around first. It wasn’t my fetish, but it certainly was her’s, so if she really wanted it, then… “I could try to go down on you, or something, but-”
“It’s fine,” Kitten dismissed, trying and failing to not sound too disappointed. “We can explore that option when we have a little more privacy.” She said, mistaking the reason for my refusal. With that out of the way, it was business as usual.
“Aren’t you going to take them off?” Kitten as, biting her lip as she spoke. I responded by flicking open the front of her bra, and yeah, they were definitely bigger. Noticeably so. At the same time, I pushed her thing to the side, her mound keeping them there before my fingers slipped into her waiting pussy. It was slick to the touch and welcomed me eagerly. Kitten sighed contently, spreading her legs so I could delve deeper into her depths.
It didn’t take me long to rediscover her sweet spots. Her breathing quickened, a flush creeped up her neck as her hips ground into my hands to seek out more of my touch. All the while, my other hands and lips were busy. My mouth latched onto a nipple, lapping at it as I sucked, while my hand tweaked her other.
A minute passed before her breathing hitched, her pussy clamping down on my fingers in a tight grip as her arousal spilled out. “Damn, did you go without the past week?” I asked, faintly amused at how easy it was to make her cum. And it was a real orgasm, despite how easily it was achieved -- I could watch her body to see the aftershocks.
Kitten shifted underneath me, “well...not entirely,” she admitted. “There’s this guy at my internship and we hooked up,” Kitten explained, still recovering from the orgasm that I gave her. It was easy to see where this was going. I could practically hear the words that she was going to say next. “Is that okay with you?”
The correct answer was no, because she was trying to make me jealous. I knew the game well enough by now to see that. We already established that we weren’t in a relationship at her request. What’s more, it was easy to guess her motivation since she just ran into Hinata, who I told her I was sleeping with.
“It’s all good,” I answered, dragging my thumb over her clit. “We’re not dating, so you’re good to do whatever. I mean, fair is fair, right?" I told her. It wasn’t like I hated Kitten or anything, but I didn’t want to be in an exclusive relationship with her. Because it was kinda hard to consider dating her when I saw just how vicious she could be during a breakup. Because of Hinata and Raven. Because we really didn’t click outside of bed. Pick your reason.
“Oh,” Kitten muttered, "yeah, I guess that's fair." I...fucked that up. I could see it. I was going for letting her down gently and that I wanted things to stay as they are, but it feels that I missed the mark. And it felt like I was going to get a particularly mean spirited video telling me to get out of the house if I didn't do damage control.
"I mean...do you think either of us is in a position to start dating? Unless you’re over Fang?” I asked, and something passed over Kittens face at the mention of her ex. But, instead of answering with words, her hands guided my cock until it was pressed against her entrance.
“You’re right,” Kitten agreed after a moment as I went to the dresser drawer for a condom, only to realize that we went through the box last time. "I guess I was feeling a little jealous," she admitted, but there was a sharp edge in her voice. I didn't comment on it in favor of bringing up the far more urgent issue.
"Did you have any condoms on you? I have some in my room-" I started, only to be cut off by Kitten.
"I'm on the pill, so you don't need to wear one," she informed me. At that, I shook my head. I had a friend that ended up having a kid because he and his girlfriend thought the pill was infallible. And I never wanted kids. Ever. Actually, now that I had the money for it, I'm going to look into getting a vasectomy.
"The pill doesn't always work. I'll just go grab some from my room. It'll just be a second," I said, wondering if I could make a condom with the white flames. Probably, but that would reveal that I could create anything with magic, and I think I’ve revealed enough already. I started to get up. I only saw it out of the corner of my eye, but I saw Kitten's face twist at that. That was worrying. I highly doubted that she wanted to get knocked up, but I had a nagging suspicion that things were about to get real awkward.
"Wait," Kitten stopped me before she shifted on the bed. Getting on her hands and knees, she presented her ass to me -- her pussy was flushed with arousal and her asshole spread as she grabbed a handful of her ass and spread her cheeks. Looking over her shoulder as she flashed a grin. "I got my ass already for you to break it in, Daddy. You don't need a condom to fuck me there, do you?"
I did actually, but now was not the time to argue.
Reaching out, I groped her other cheek, pushing her thong to the side. It was an enticing sight, I couldn't lie. "Alright, but we'll take it slow, okay?" I did not want a painal expirence. Kitten shook her ass invitingly in agreement before I trailed a finger upwards to catch droplets of her arousal that began to run down her thighs. Applying it to her asshole, I lubed it up to the best of my ability.
Once I was satisfied that her ass was lubed up well enough, I gently pushed a finger into the puckered hole. "Oh," Kitten breathed, clamping down on the intruding digit. She seemed to like judging how she was trying to take me even deeper. Shifting my weight, I slipped in a second finger while my free hand zeroed in on her clit.
“That’s right, play with my tight little ass,” Kitten breathed as I began to finger fuck both holes at once. “I bet those other bitches won’t let you do this with them,” she continued, and just like that, I realized how the next few hours were going to be like. “That asian bitch, I bet she just lays there and takes that big dick like a dead fish.”
Right.
New plan. Fuck Kitten until she can’t speak.
I picked up the pace with my fingers, deftly bringing Kitten another orgasm within a few minutes. She groaned loudly, her cum dripping from her needy pussy. And in that same moment, I lined my cock up and pushed into her.
“YES!” Kitten screamed, intent on letting the entire city in on that we were having sex. “Fuck! Fuck my tight ass, Daddy! Fuck me so hard!” She begged, her ass taking me in until the hilt. I didn’t respond, letting her adjust, keeping her hips still even as she tried to thrust. Slowly, a hand traveled up her spine, gently pushing down until her face was in a pillow.
Keeping her there, I pulled my hips back until my cock nearly escaped the tight confines of her ass before I slammed them forward. Her ass rippled with the impact, a low groan that was muffled by the middle escaping. Satisfied, I picked up the pace and started the arduace journey of fucking her brains out.
…
Nero. A heart and a question mark.
Hinata wasn’t sure if she liked Neo very much. Or at all, really. They had...very different personalities, and Neo was very pushy. Worse, she liked to push and seemed to derive enjoyment from her irritation or suffering. Not to mention, she seemed to care nothing about what either her or Nero had to say.
The offer to awaken her chakra was a peace offering so that she could avoid questions like the ones Neo just asked.
Hinata looked away from the sign that Neo was holding up questiongly, very aware of what was happening upstairs. She would have been aware without Kitten occasionally shouting and screaming in ecstasy that Hinata was coming to know very well. Her heart felt heavy in her chest, which brought her attention back to the sign that Neo was waving in her face to prevent her from ignoring it.
She pushed it away hard enough that it shattered into glass that faded from existence. Neo pouted at her, puffing out her cheeks and giving her a pleading look. Hinata let out a small sigh as she settled into the chair -- the temperature made wearing a hoodie uncomfortable, but not uncomfortable enough to take off her clothing. Though, she could be standing on the sun and she wouldn’t take her hoodie off.
“I don’t,” Hinata admitted. She thought about the topic a great deal recently, but what she felt for Nero wasn’t love. “I cherish him a great deal, and he is my friend, but I don’t think I love him.” They shared comfort in each other's bodies, and she welcomed his touch...yet, when she compared what she felt for Nero compared to Naruto, then…
Hinata glanced at Neo to see what she thought of her confession. The multicolored girl simply rolled her eyes as she picked up her coconut and took a sip from it. She conquered another sign with a wave of her hand, holding it so she could see.
A cat. Nero. A broken heart. A question mark.
That was a fair question, Hinata admitted. If she didn’t love him, or at the very least care for him, then it wouldn’t bother her so much that he was sleeping with another woman upstairs. Was it because of why he was sleeping with her? Nero had warned her of the price that came with letting them stay in this place, but now that he was having to pay it, it settled poorly with her. Nero shouldn’t have to...whore himself out.
Then Neo started waving her sign again to get her attention. Hinata read it, and her gut clenched at what she saw.
Neapolitan ice cream. Nero. Eggplant and squirt droplets. Question mark.
"Are you interested in Nero romantically?" Hinata questioned, earning a sly grin from Neo as the other girl shrugged her shoulders. As far as she was aware, outside of that...punishment, Neo and Nero hadn't engaged in any kind of sexual contact. "I…"
Hinata realized that she didn't like the idea of it. Not...because if they were in a relationship, then Hinata couldn't continue what she has with Nero. She…
Neo's sly smile grew larger and Hinata realized that Neo had led her by the nose. Hinata scowled slightly, but without any real heat. "I can't be in a relationship with him. I...still harbor feelings for another," she admitted quietly. Hinata didn't appreciate how Neo rolled her eyes. Especially so because Neo didn't even bother to hide the action behind an illusion.
The symbols on the sign changed. A single question mark. Neo's expression all but screamed, 'so?'
"It's not fair to him...and I've never…" Hinata trailed off. The loss of her virginity wasn't what she thought it was. In every fantasy, it was always Naruto-kun that deflowered her, usually on their wedding bed. How she lost it...wasn't what she would have preferred, but she wouldn't have traded it for anything else. Nero had pleasured her in ways she was incapable of on her own. "I've never been in a relationship before. I thought...I...I never expected this situation."
Hinata didn't love Nero, but she did care for him. In a way, he had done exactly what Naruto-kun had done so many years ago -- he saved her from despair...and gave her hope.
"I...I'm trying to move one, and maybe one day...I would like to...be with Nero. To become his other half in body and s-" Hinata cut herself off when Neo rolled her eyes to the sky above as she shook her head. Hinata's lips thinned, irritation swelling in her chest. "There's nothing wrong with wanting to fall in love," she snapped at the other girl, surprising herself almost as much as she surprised Neo.
If only the girl didn't look so happy about it. Neo turned to face her, holding a sign with several diagrams on it. Three rows of them.
Hinata frowned at what she puzzled out. The first line was sex does not equal love. The second was more than two people can have sex. The third was love can be shared between more than two people.
It was Hinata's turn to narrow her eyes in suspicion, "do you wish to have a physical relationship with Nero-kun?" She questioned Neo because that logic could just as easily be applied to her as it could Kitten. Still, Hinata did consider the point.
While she had no attraction to women, she had...enjoyed herself watching what was done to Neo. And in that moment, her heart hadn't been as heavy as a stone. Was it because she was there, participating as a witness until Nero's hands reached towards her?
Neo gave a careless shrug, the sign changing again.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Hinata considered it. Would things be better if she went upstairs and attempted to participate? Her face was heating up at the thought of it. No, she decided against it. Kitten wasn't very good at hiding her dislike of her presence. Hinata couldn't imagine it would be welcomed in the bedroom. But, beyond that…
"Neo-san?" Hinata started, looking over at the other girl. Neo cocked an eyebrow in response, waiting for her to continue. "I...would you like to...be there the next time Nero-kun and I…?" Neo blinked at her. Then she blinked again. And again. And another time just to be sure.
Neo answered her by throwing her head back and letting loose powerful laughter that didn't make a single sound. She held her gut, doubling over because of how hard she laughed. Hinata watched, learning to expect it from the woman by now so she was hardly offended.
Still, it did raise a question.
Her future was uncertain. She may never return to her home. And the people that she cared about who cared for her in return would want her to be happy.
Hinata tuned to the beautiful view before her, ignoring Neo's silent laughter that carried on until she fell off her chair.
"I think it's time I start to try to turn this into my home."
Comments
Benjamin Lawton
Hmm… How much of Kitten's "upgrade" is actually due to the exercise like she believes, and how much is due to the multiple doses she swallowed, and the corresponding Tier-Ups?
