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Los was once a pitiful little incubus in his past life. A gold dragon with a collector's obsession kidnapped him and brutally kept him imprisoned for three hundred years.
He finally managed to tame the dragon, but he had barely enjoyed a few days of swaggering around on its back before the dragon died unexpectedly.
Unable to endure the dragon's insatiable demands, Los stood with trembling thighs and a dazed look on his pretty face: ? Got promoted, got rich, husband died.
Goodbye, you stupid dragon. I'm setting sail tonight
It wasn't until his nth year of traveling on a shoestring around the continent, when the moon-white silver hair the dragon had nourished had turned so dull it was almost gray, that he shed tears of regret.
The melancholy little widower incubus gazed at the sky at a 45-degree angle. "There was once a pure-hearted, manly top who did all the housework, was generous, dark-skinned, big-breasted, and even came with two of them, but I didn't know how to cherish him..."
He closed his eyes, then opened them.
The good news: he was reborn.
He looked around at the familiar stone walls, eyes vacant. When he turned around, he was face-to-face with that stupid dragon's lantern-like molten-gold eyes.
The bad news: Gloom glimmered in the dragon's narrow pupils, and its icy tail was wrapped tightly around his calf. Everything was just as it had been.
Ignoring the chain around his ankle, Los teared up: The dragon-taming plan is back on!!
The continent's infamous tyrant lord, the golden dragon, had been rather troubled lately.
The "bride" he'd gone to so much trouble to bring back to his lair was no longer lively and energetic.
He didn't use gold and silver treasures as stepping stones, nor did he want to play the romantic little game of "you chase me, I run." All day long, he just lazed about in bed.
And lately, some indescribable, breathtakingly beautiful images had suddenly surfaced in his inherited memories.
Sal curled up into a ball, too lazy to pay attention.
Then he heard a familiar voice and suddenly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a bright red mole on a pearly-white ankle.
The dragon's pupils dilated in shock, and its scales bristled all over. So the dragon in his inherited memories was Los's ex-husband, and Los was determined to die and join him in the afterlife?!
So he treated his fragile pink gemstone with even greater care, devoutly offering up the diamond from the human pope's scepter, the gilded crown beloved by the elf prince, and even a feather necklace he'd ripped straight off the archangel's neck.
But the little incubus across from him merely raised his eyes lazily. His moist pink eyes reflected Sal's dazed expression. A fingertip lightly traced his chest, then circled the glowing silver markings on his lower abdomen.
Barely there, like a delicate feather landing in his vigorously beating chest, it carried a magical power that made the tips of his teeth itch.
Yet all three hearts ached in unison.
Ex-hubby, your wife is fine.
Next second, mine.
[Short Scene]
Los had been locked up again by the dragon just for chatting with a red dragon passing by. Curled up in the corner of the bed, he trembled faintly.
An indescribable itch spread over his tailbone in the darkness, then abruptly stopped, leaving him suspended in an unbearable state.
Unable to take it anymore, he kicked a certain dragon straight in the face. "Sal!! Stop licking my tail."
The dragon poked out a tiny, wet heart-shaped tongue, feigned innocence, and leaned in. It clamped a hand around the two damp, deep dimples at Los's waist.
"But it's been wagging this whole time, Sisi, "
Before the deliberately drawn-out, low-pitched ending had even faded, a crisp slap rang through the air.
The heart-shaped red mark that suddenly appeared on his dark-wheat-colored cheek somehow made Sal look even more beautifully abused.
"J-just this once."
Los lowered his head guiltily and grabbed the tip of the tail that had been acting up.
Hearing this, Sal rubbed against the little incubus's exposed, pale, tender thigh, his golden eyes shining even brighter.
[Content Warnings]
1. Both characters are reborn. The early chapters feature a pure-hearted puppy-like dragon, while the old dragon returns later for some forced love. Includes skin-tone, size, and temperature differences, plus all sorts of personal kinks. If that's not your thing, please don't read. No need to tell me if you drop it.
2. Author's notes include short scenes.
3. The bottom wears women's clothes a little, and there will be egg-laying in the bonus chapters (probably through magical external means). I haven't decided whether to write a child-rearing bonus chapter, so this may not suit people who are particular about that.
4. My take on Western fantasy. The plot and setting are all in service of the romance.
5. The cover is a purchased character design cover, not the only one.
Theme: Love can overcome distance.
Xixiu has completely become a part of the play hahahaha
The copy has been blocked. I would like to add it here. Readers who pass by should not miss it~
In her previous life, Los was a little pitiful succubus who was unfortunately captured by a giant golden dragon with a collecting habit and used it as a wallpaper for three hundred years.
He finally succeeded in taming the dragon, but just a few days after the good days of riding on the dragon's back and showing off his power, the dragon unexpectedly died.
Loss, who couldn't stand the dragon's endless demands, his thighs trembled slightly, and his pretty face was full of confusion:? If you get promoted and get rich, your husband will die.
Goodbye stupid dragon, I will sail away tonight——
It wasn't until the nth year of his travels in the mainland that his white silver hair, nourished by the giant dragon, turned terribly gray, and he heartlessly shed tears of regret.
The melancholic little widowed succubus looked at the sky at 45 degrees: "There was once an innocent male mother who did all the housework, was generous, had big black breasts and two dicks, and suddenly stood in front of me, but I didn't know how to cherish..."
Then he was reborn.
Looking around at the familiar stone walls, his eyes were dull, and when he looked back, he saw the lantern-like molten gold pupils of that stupid dragon.
The dragon's narrow pupils shone with gloom, and the tip of its cold tail tightly circled his calf. Everything was still the same as before.
Ross ignored the chains around his ankles, with tears in his eyes: The plan to lie down was launched! !
The famous and tyrannical lord on the mainland, the Golden Dragon, has been very troubled recently.
The "bride" he had worked so hard to bring back to the nest was no longer lively and active.
I neither trample gold and silver treasures under my feet as stepping stones, nor do I want to play the fun little game of "you chase me and run away". I just laze in bed all day long.
In addition, some unspeakably beautiful scenes suddenly appeared in the inherited memory recently.
Sal huddled up in a ball, too lazy to respond.
Until he heard a familiar voice, he opened his eyes suddenly and saw a bright red mole on his white ankle.
The dragon's pupils were shaking, and the scales on his body exploded: So the dragon in the inherited memory is his ex-husband, is Lose determined to die for love? ?
As a result, he treated his fragile pink gemstones with increasing caution, offering devoutly the diamonds from the scepter of the human pope, the gilded crown cherished by the elf prince, and even the wing necklace that was forcefully torn off the archangel's neck.
But the little succubus across from her just lazily raised her eyes, her moist pink eyes reflecting his absent-minded face, her fingertips lightly traced across her chest, and circled around the glowing silver pattern on her lower abdomen.
If there was anything, it was like a light feather falling on the vigorously beating chest, with magic, making the tips of his teeth tingle.
But all three hearts throbbed violently in unison.
Ex-husband, your wife is fine.
Mine next second.
Small theater
After chatting with a passing red dragon, Los was locked up again by the dragon and curled up in the corner of the bed, his fingertips trembling slightly.
In the darkness, an unspeakable itching spread across the tailbone and suddenly stopped, neither going up nor down.
He couldn't bear it anymore and kicked a certain dragon in the face: "Sal!! Don't lick my tail."
The giant dragon spat out its wet little peach heart, pretended to be innocent and moved forward, holding down the two wet and deep hollows on Los's waist.
"But, it keeps shaking, Sisi——"
Before the deliberately long and low tail ended, there was a crisp slap in the air.
The heart-shaped red mark that suddenly appeared on the dark wheat-colored side of his face gave Sal a sense of abused beauty for no reason.
"Just, just this once."
Lose lowered his head with a guilty conscience and held down the tip of his arrogant tail.
Hearing this, Sal rubbed the little succubus' naked white tender leg flesh, and his golden eyes became brighter.
Are there any extras? It's been almost a month since the last chapter
I finally waited until you were okay and I didn't give up [Come on]
What's the extra story that Lao Tie promised [laughing and crying]
? ? ? The feeling of coming to an abrupt end
Is it almost over? I still don't know why the dragon died in my previous life [laughing and crying] [laughing and crying] In the extra story, I want to see how Thrall's former [star eyes] [star eyes] turned into a blackened appearance when he was forced to love Los.
When will it be updated, madam?
There is no stream of consciousness until now [laughing and crying] [laughing and crying]
It's okay, ma'am, I'll wait for you [let me be healthy] [let me be well]
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Xixiu has completely become a part of the play hahahaha
The copy has been blocked. I would like to add it here. Readers who pass by should not miss it~ In her previous life, Los was a little pitiful succubus who was unfortunately captured by a giant golden dragon with a collecting habit and used it as a wallpaper for three hundred years. He finally succeeded in taming the dragon, but just a few days after the good days of riding on the dragon's back and showing off his power, the dragon unexpectedly died. Loss, who couldn't stand the dragon's endless demands, his thighs trembled slightly, and his pretty face was full of confusion:? If you get promoted and get rich, your husband will die. Goodbye stupid dragon, I will sail away tonight—— It wasn't until the nth year of his travels in the mainland that his white silver hair, nourished by the giant dragon, turned terribly gray, and he heartlessly shed tears of regret. The melancholic little widowed succubus looked at the sky at 45 degrees: "There was once an innocent male mother who did all the housework, was generous, had big black breasts and two dicks, and suddenly stood in front of me, but I didn't know how to cherish..." Then he was reborn. Looking around at the familiar stone walls, his eyes were dull, and when he looked back, he saw the lantern-like molten gold pupils of that stupid dragon. The dragon's narrow pupils shone with gloom, and the tip of its cold tail tightly circled his calf. Everything was still the same as before. Ross ignored the chains around his ankles, with tears in his eyes: The plan to lie down was launched! ! The famous and tyrannical lord on the mainland, the Golden Dragon, has been very troubled recently. The "bride" he had worked so hard to bring back to the nest was no longer lively and active. I neither trample gold and silver treasures under my feet as stepping stones, nor do I want to play the fun little game of "you chase me and run away". I just laze in bed all day long. In addition, some unspeakably beautiful scenes suddenly appeared in the inherited memory recently. Sal huddled up in a ball, too lazy to respond. Until he heard a familiar voice, he opened his eyes suddenly and saw a bright red mole on his white ankle. The dragon's pupils were shaking, and the scales on his body exploded: So the dragon in the inherited memory is his ex-husband, is Lose determined to die for love? ? As a result, he treated his fragile pink gemstones with increasing caution, offering devoutly the diamonds from the scepter of the human pope, the gilded crown cherished by the elf prince, and even the wing necklace that was forcefully torn off the archangel's neck. But the little succubus across from her just lazily raised her eyes, her moist pink eyes reflecting his absent-minded face, her fingertips lightly traced across her chest, and circled around the glowing silver pattern on her lower abdomen. If there was anything, it was like a light feather falling on the vigorously beating chest, with magic, making the tips of his teeth tingle. But all three hearts throbbed violently in unison. Ex-husband, your wife is fine. Mine next second. Small theater After chatting with a passing red dragon, Los was locked up again by the dragon and curled up in the corner of the bed, his fingertips trembling slightly. In the darkness, an unspeakable itching spread across the tailbone and suddenly stopped, neither going up nor down. He couldn't bear it anymore and kicked a certain dragon in the face: "Sal!! Don't lick my tail." The giant dragon spat out its wet little peach heart, pretended to be innocent and moved forward, holding down the two wet and deep hollows on Los's waist. "But, it keeps shaking, Sisi——" Before the deliberately long and low tail ended, there was a crisp slap in the air. The heart-shaped red mark that suddenly appeared on the dark wheat-colored side of his face gave Sal a sense of abused beauty for no reason. "Just, just this once." Lose lowered his head with a guilty conscience and held down the tip of his arrogant tail. Hearing this, Sal rubbed the little succubus' naked white tender leg flesh, and his golden eyes became brighter.
Are there any extras? It's been almost a month since the last chapter
I finally waited until you were okay and I didn't give up [Come on]
What's the extra story that Lao Tie promised [laughing and crying]
? ? ? The feeling of coming to an abrupt end
Is it almost over? I still don't know why the dragon died in my previous life [laughing and crying] [laughing and crying] In the extra story, I want to see how Thrall's former [star eyes] [star eyes] turned into a blackened appearance when he was forced to love Los.
When will it be updated, madam?
There is no stream of consciousness until now [laughing and crying] [laughing and crying]
It's okay, ma'am, I'll wait for you [let me be healthy] [let me be well]