Chapter 795: Dragon Culture 【Emma】
Upon closer inspection, Leda possesses the appearance befitting a pure and earnest beauty. Blue Dragons have a relatively gentle aura; if you forget they’re dragons, their embracing warmth makes you want to cling to them endlessly. Being a nudist tribe also gives the impression they’d likely take minor sexual harassment in stride, which is a key point. In contrast, silver dragons, despite their rich clothing culture, rarely smile (though I suspect my own approach to interacting with them is partly to blame), inevitably giving off a sharp, unapproachable impression. In some religions around Celesta and Lake Valery, 「Priestesses」 often exist, treated as fundamentally higher-ranking communicators than male clergy. To put it another way, silver dragon women have that kind of aura. A beauty that makes you feel a certain distance—you can’t approach them lightly, and even saying hello requires minding your manners. Leda fits this silver dragon archetype perfectly, and her unique hairstyle—asymmetrically parted and braided on each side—adds a strong exoticism. Viewed from the right, it’s a standard long style, but on the left, multiple braids are gathered behind her ear and draped over her shoulder. Depending on the angle, it could almost look like an unfinished braid left untended.
“Is there some meaning behind not having your hair symmetrical?”
“……Huh?”
“No, it’s just that Leda always has this kind of asymmetrical braiding”
Wondering if it might be some kind of wish ritual, I tested it by kneading her right breast floating in the bathwater with my left hand. Leda looked confused.
“Would my lord prefer it symmetrical?”
“Eh, ah, no, I’m asking if there’s a reason. It’s just not something I see often”
“In our culture, both clothing and hairstyles often feature asymmetrical partings. I’ve heard it originated with the Eastern Mountain tribes long ago, valuing the dominant hand for archery and swordplay, and the stance taken……”
“Hee……”
Now that she mentioned it, I recalled seeing quite a few silver dragons at the Crystal Palace whose clothing designs were extremely asymmetrical. Like one sleeve being unnecessarily long and cumbersome. If I thought of it as ordinary clothing, it seemed impractical for temperature regulation. You’d want to minimize exposed skin in the cold, and in the heat, wearing thick clothing on just one side would be bothersome. But considering dragon physiology, that was an unnecessary worry. They say temperature fluctuations barely affect them in nature. Maybe what was ceremonial attire for special occasions, or practical wartime clothing for ordinary races in the Eastern Mountains, lost its practical meaning when the silver dragons adopted it for everyday wear. That’s kind of interesting.
“If my lord prefers a different hairstyle, I’ll accommodate it. I’d even shave it all off if you wished”
“No, it’s not that I prefer it bald. I was just curious if there was some cultural background to it”
Dragons are frustratingly decisive about these things. Meanwhile, Shario, sitting to my right with her left breast being massaged, closes her eyes and says quietly.
“Leda, you’re trying too hard to be liked”
“You have no right to say that”
“Wh, What do you mean?”
Shario looked genuinely hurt. ……She didn’t mean it that way. Yeah. I kind of suspected that might be the case. Probably Shario isn’t trying to be liked; she’s just lending her breasts and pussy out of pure goodwill, from her own perspective. She doesn’t particularly care whether I like her or dislike her. If I need more sex, she’s like, 「Well, feel free to use my body if you want」, kind of thing. There’s something bluntly honest about Shario. It’s less about dragon nature or cultural stuff and more just Shario’s personal character. She’s just……not very feminine in that way. Not that she doesn’t have those feelings at all, but they just don’t connect logically for her. Probably because Shario herself doesn’t think about it that deeply.
“Still, Leda, you talk to me completely differently than you talk to everyone else, huh?”
“……Th, That’s because the others are far too rude.My lord is a truly great rider”
Is that so? ……Well, Emma and Leyla are polite to everyone, and Shario, Corti, Laila, and Maia do tend to be less concerned with etiquette.
“I don’t really like it when people change their attitude so blatantly”
“W, Well, even if you say so”
“True, many are too careless with manners, but I don’t think of dragons as subordinates, so it’s fine”
“……As female slaves?”
“As female slaves, yes”
Touching on that gets complicated. But.
“Originally, riders and dragons are supposed to be like spouses, lovers, best friends, parent and child……that kind of intimate relationship, right? Even if they ultimately obey. I might be the master in the end, sure. But I’m still a youngster who can’t even match Sahul in age, let alone you or Shario. I don’t just want you kneeling before me. Sometimes I want to lean on you, and I want you to strongly advise me. Since we dragons live so long and are smarter than humans, I mean”
“……But that has nothing to do with being insolent……”
“Whether you see it as insolence or a close rapport, that’s the question. At least, that’s how I see Laila and Maia”
Even as we talked, I kept grabbing her breasts from below, rubbing them, pinching her nipples, shaking them. Was Leda’s confusion about the main topic, or was she unsure how to react to me continuing to fondle her breasts?
“……Hmm, it’s……a difficult problem. At least I……well, I haven’t become that close to……my Master yet……”
“But you were like that from the very first meeting, weren’t you? Laila and the others too”
Even though we had sex so intensely she craved being impregnated, and even now she’s letting me grope her breasts defenselessly like this, is it really that hard to drop the honorifics? Hmm. But that kind of shame or awkwardness probably isn’t on the same level.
“Me……to you……normally……”
“……Leda? Hey?”
“…………”
Leda crossed her arms and froze. She was probably running through all kinds of conversation scenarios in her head. Watching her, she’d occasionally squirm.
“Is it really something to agonize over that much……”
“……I don’t know”
Shario shrugged. But you changed your attitude towards Rainer quite a bit too, didn’t you?
After watching for a while and seeing Leda still hadn’t recovered, I decided to ask Emma to keep me company for now.
“Are you sure you don’t want to go up to the cabin?”
“……Well, just to change the mood”
Leaving Leda alone to sulk in the hut felt a bit awkward, so I caught Emma in the hot spring, sat down on the edge of the tub, and had her sit on my lap. Nearby, Neia and Beatrice were watching, but well, showing off is part of the fun. Besides, I gathered them here for continuous sex in the first place, so I couldn’t let a little watching distract me.
“……Even after impregnating several others in succession, you still get so aroused by me?”
“Every pussy feels good in its own way, and every erotic face is charming”
“……Ah, should I say……thank you?”
Emma relaxed her arms around me, confused yet trying her best to surrender herself to me.
“Emma, do you ever do things like Leda, with different hairstyles on each side?”
“It, It’s a personal preference……more like, that sort of thing is a flashy way of dressing up. I, I was raised by my brother, so I’ve never really been into dressing up……I didn’t think it suited me either”
“……You don’t have a mother?”
Huh? She was there, right? I kinda remember her being mixed in during that lecherous welcome the other time.
“Mother……was a dragon who traveled often”
Come to think of it, Laila mentioned something about dragon children growing up fine even if left alone, so sometimes they’re pretty hands-off……. Emma’s tone wasn’t serious, and she’s turned out to be such a good girl, so I guess it’s not really an issue for dragons. Besides, maybe her mother left precisely because she trusted Ray to look after her.
“I’d like to see Emma dressed up too”
“……W, Well……but”
“If a girl makes an effort to look pretty, a guy’s bound to feel flattered that she’s paying attention to him. It doesn’t have to be Crystal Palace-style or anything”
Coming from me, who frequently hosts all-nude festivals where everyone gets lumped together, it sounds pretty hypocritical. Well, I doubt many guys would be bothered by a girl dressing up. They might say something like, 「You’re just gonna take it off anyway」, but that’s beside the point. If you’ve got a beautiful girl, knowing all the charms she possesses only increases the joy when she finally accepts you all the way.
“……I’ll……think about it”
“I can even make you some accessories if you want”
“!”
……Ah. Her whole body jerked in a huge reaction. ……Come to think of it, I did make her a pendant once. She was thrilled with that too. Does the prospect of getting another one excite her? Yeah. Being looked forward to isn’t a bad feeling after all. Even if there’s a difference between looks and craftsmanship.
“That’s unfair. I want one too”
“……Beatrice. You shouldn’t cut in line like that”
“And you’re one to talk, hoarding that hair ornament like it’s precious”
“W, Well……of course I treasure it. That’s not the point. Don’t rain on my parade”
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Neia, preparing for her bath, carefully wrapped in cloth and keeping close by the hairpin I gave her after that Kalwin incident. Even if the sacred spring water doesn’t cause much rust, she probably still hesitates to get it wet.
“……Umm……well, then”
“Yeah?”
“……The earrings”
“Sure”
I hesitated about giving piercing jewelry to a girl, but if it wasn’t pierced, it was fine. You’re going to wear these on your ears? I asked, stroking Emma’s cute ears while simultaneously thrusting deep inside her.
“N……h, ha, uu……♪”
“Just one ear is nice too. Like those elf ones”
“…B, Both……small ones are fine……please, matching ones……♪”
“Hahaha, understood”
Is asymmetry considered 「Too Stylish」 by Crystal Palace standards? But someday, I hope she’ll show some enthusiasm for that kind of daring fashion, just for me. Thinking that, I started letting my cock run wild inside Emma’s vagina.