The Little Incubus Was Carried Off by an Evil Dragon!

[Size difference x Species difference]

1v1, both each other's first love. An extra-caring, careful dragon top X an innocent, adorable, airheaded incubus bottom

Owen is transmigrated into the body of an incubus. Most of his kind are licentious and carefree, but he's exceptionally innocent and cheerful.

Before he sets out on his coming-of-age journey, the clan chief gives him a travel guide with a worried look. The first page bears a warning in huge blood-red letters:

Dragons are incredibly terrifying creatures. Golden-eyed black dragons are the most fearsome of all. If you see one, run immediately.

Owen hoists his pack and steps outside. A shadow spreads over the sky, and a gale rises out of nowhere.

Before he can steady himself in the wind, he looks up and finds himself staring into a pair of golden eyes as big as lanterns.

Golden eyes, sharp claws, two wings on its back, and scales as black as night.

Roar! The evil dragon opens its mouth and bellows, its breath powerful enough to send him tumbling eight meters. It snatches him up in its jaws and flies into the sky.

Help! O_O!!

Meisai'er is a grown dragon who's never had a mate. His mating season is nearly upon him, and he still hasn't found a partner.

Until, on one of his expeditions, he spots an incubus whose heart-shaped tail tip curls up ever so slightly.

Meisai'er blushes. So cute!

Unable to resist, he carries the little incubus back to his lair and sets him atop a nest piled high with gold and jewels.

Owen opens his eyes. The enormous, scaly head of the evil dragon is lowered in front of him. It carefully tucks away its sharp claws and folds its bony wings behind its back. The whole dragon is giving off... the scent of courtship?

He uses his ability and hears the dragon's thoughts:

So fragrant... I want to lay eggs with him...

!!

Owen is so frightened that he jumps a full eight meters away!

Guilt and caution fill the golden slit pupils. The dragon folds in its scales and backs out of the lair.

A moment later, countless jewels are piled in front of Owen, and sweet spring water and rare fruits are brought to his feet. The dragon makes a low sound in its throat and bows its head even lower.

When Owen reads its thoughts again, the dragon is reminding itself:

My mate is a delicate treasure... I mustn't frighten him...

Theme: Respect and love are the most precious things