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Draconic Impact Chapter 28
🕑 Added 2024-09-27 10:27:46 +0000 UTCNote: I may be changing the tone of Jean's scene in the previous chapter because, admittedly, I'm not very happy with it. Rereading it made me feel she was exasperated when she should've been desperate. You'll get notified when the edits are done.
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Edited by: Priapus
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– Lisa –
Knocking on the door of the bastard dragon's house, she tapped her foot on the ground impatiently, already having waited for more than five minutes. What was taking him so long? Was he even there? Well, he should be. She'd passed by Eula on the way here and according to her, Crimson hadn't left the house yet.
How would the Spindrift Knight know that? Well, Lisa thought it was apparent that they'd been fucking since last night. With Amber, too. The female knights of Favonius had been falling for him like flies caught in honey, and it was starting to become funny in a very absurd way.
She wasn't safe from him either. True, he might've not outright seduced her as he had with nearly every other woman he'd met, but that promise of breaking her curse had had her fold faster than she wanted to admit. If anything, what she was doing felt tame in comparison to what she was willing to go through.
And now, it was time for Jean to fold, too. While her dear friend had been feeling much, much better, she was still utterly terrified of Crimson. Even with this illusion of him wanting 'wives' — which wasn't really an illusion because the bastard wanted to get his dick wet anyway — she still thought that he was a threat to Mondstadt and would be willing to destroy them if they didn't give him what he wanted.
So, from the acting grandmaster's perspective, she would be sacrificing herself to save her beloved kingdom. As absurd as it was, Jean was still somewhat stuck in her delusions, thinking she was the hero who stood alone against the great threat to the realm that is Crimson. Just as he had expected what would happen. His plan somehow worked.
That wouldn't last forever, of course. Jean's misconception of the situation, that is. All she needed was, at most, an hour of interaction with that asshole to understand what kind of person he was. Oh, the look on her face when she realized how dumb she'd been…
But by the time that happened and she discovered that she'd been played, she'd be in too deep. Or, well, he'd be too deep in her.
Lisa didn't know whether to cry or laugh at that thought.
To think this was how their organization and, subsequently, their region would be conquered. Not through grueling battles or war, not through a coup or betrayal of some kind. It was just a random man fucking his way to the top. And honestly? In hindsight, he was just fucking lucky that everything had somehow gone in his favor.
Because how the fuck did all of this happen just because he felt like spooking Kaeya during his first visit here? Was it just her, or did that sound insane? That's not a snowball effect. As far as Lisa was aware, it was as if fate itself was trying to please him.
Don't think about it. Lisa sighed, rubbing her temples. Just blame Kaeya. It's not worth the headache.
Because they were finally going to be free of him. Once he'd had his way with Jean, he'd finally leave them the fuck alone to bother other regions. Lisa almost felt bad for Ninguangg for sending this son of a bitch to her home region. Almost. Crimson made her feel like she'd aged a few decades. She'd be too busy celebrating that he'd fucked off to care about the consequences of him messing with the wealthiest province in the world.
So having to deal with him and his kid that was on the way? That was a nightmare. Lisa didn't think she could handle it. Even if he was an experienced parent with a million other children because she was very sure that he'd been having sex before he came to Teyvat.
And she believed that this was the best possible outcome because she strongly suspected that she was not the only woman in Mondstadt who was expecting his child.
Lisa shook that thought out of her head and knocked on the door again.
"Is anyone there?" She asked.
She blinked as the door slowly creaked open, prompting her to realize that it wasn't locked. Lisa debated if she should go inside or not before she sighed and walked in, closing the door behind her. She very much doubted Crimson would get annoyed with her entering unannounced.
And if he did, good.
The first thing she noticed was the astrologist Mona on the couch, sleeping soundly with a blanket over her. Her hair was down, and, seeing that her clothes were thrown everywhere on the floor, she was probably naked. She was having sex with him, too, wasn't she?
Well, it was only a matter of time. She lived with him, and Mona was pretty attractive. Which is the only prerequisite Crimson needed to fuck a woman, apparently. He could not keep it in his pants even if he wanted to.
Lisa paid no attention to the astrologist who was dozing off and proceeded to open the door to Crimson's room. She found him fast asleep, appearing so deep in slumber that he almost seemed lifeless. This was odd to her, as she was not used to seeing him sleep in for such an extended period. Surprisingly, he was always up very early.
"It's time to wake up, Crimson." She told him, getting closer. "Jean wants to talk to you."
The dragon stirred in his sleep but did not wake.
"Wake up. You've been asleep for too long." She said, shaking him. "The sun is about to set."
Crimson slowly opened his eyes, glancing at her with a dazed look. He didn't seem to be annoyed that she woke him up. Rather, he didn't seem to process her being in his room at all, as he simply blinked a few times, then simply went back to sleep.
"But it's the weekend…" He muttered, almost whining. "Five more minutes please…"
"Enough. What are you, a child?" Lisa huffed, shaking him a little more violently. "I already did everything you told me to do with Jean. She's asking for you to—"
Crimson cut her off by grabbing her arm and dragging her to bed with him, making her yelp in surprise. For a split-second, Lisa thought she had made a colossal mistake and angered him as she'd vividly remembered him saying he valued his sleep very much and hated his naps getting interrupted. However, to her slight confusion and relief, he hadn't hurt her at all.
Lisa blinked in surprise, and her face went red as the dragon god wrapped his arms around her, nestling his head between her breasts. Lisa felt petrified for a few seconds, and more blood rushed to her face as he took a deep whiff, followed by him tightening his hold on her. This shook her out of her surprise as she tried to push him off.
"W-what are you doing?!" She exclaimed, still shocked. "Are you out of your mind?! Let go of me this instant!"
"You smell nice…" He mumbled, embarrassing her further.
"Enough! You've had enough sleep!" The flustered Lisa added before she stopped struggling, remembering that he was vastly stronger than her. Resistance was futile. "Wake up already!"
"Just a bit, please…" He continued mumbling. "A few minutes…"
"Why you…!"
Lisa managed to suppress her urge to argue and let out a sigh, trying to calm her nerves. The surge of emotions she experienced felt like a mini rollercoaster, leaving her with a pounding headache. Initially, she felt irritated that he wasn't waking up, followed by overwhelming fear that she might have upset him, then embarrassment over how he had pulled her into bed with him, and finally circling back to irritation.
She wasn't entirely certain whether he was doing this to taunt her or not. The idea of him doing it on purpose felt like his typical behavior, but if it was unintentional, then... She wouldn't confess it to anyone, but Lisa might have found it somewhat endearing.
Regardless, she didn't think she really had a choice in the matter. Honestly, after everything, Lisa felt tired. Every day felt too much for her, what with her pregnancy, guilt for manipulating Jean, and even her typical work as a librarian. And while she might not be his biggest fan, which was to put it mildly, she was willing to ignore her feelings for him if it meant relaxing for a little bit.
Annoying piece of shit or not, Lisa was exhausted.
"Fine…" She brought him closer to her chest with a sigh. "But just for a few minutes. No more than that, alright?"
"Mhm…"
Lisa stared at him with mixed feelings. Why did such a handsome face have to be stuck onto one of the most infuriating people she had ever had the displeasure of meeting? Not only that, but with such a wealth of knowledge, too?
As she hesitantly ran her hand through his hair, Lisa felt like she wanted to cry. This was not fair. She hated to admit it, but the more she gazed at him resting so peacefully, the less she disliked him. She didn't even mind him being so lustful and lewd. It was his arrogant attitude and how he treated everyone like they were beneath him that really got under her skin—treating them like toys and entertainment.
If he weren't such a bastard, maybe she would've been okay with having his children.
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– Crimson –
"Taking your sweet time, aren't you?"
I glance at the increasingly irritated Lisa, sitting on a chair opposite me with her arms crossed. Instead of responding immediately, I swallow my food first because talking while chewing something is uncivilized.
"What, am I not allowed to eat?" I say.
"Jean has been waiting for you for more than two hours now." She grounds out a response. "Can't dinner wait until you're done with her?"
I find her annoyance very amusing, of course, but this time, I'm not doing this purely to anger her. No, I'm just hungry and thought I'd stop for something to eat before my highly anticipated meeting with the Acting Grandmaster.
After all, I spent most of last night with Eula and Amber – and Mona whenever she woke up from her mini comas – so I never really had a chance to have dinner. I woke up starving, so why not a quick bite on the way to the knight's HQ? It's not like it would hurt anyone. I'm already late, so I might as well.
Well, it was a 'quick bite' until I noticed Lisa becoming upset, so I decided to sit down and enjoy my time with a well-made pasta. Really, it's not my fault. Maybe she should've been quiet. I can never waste the chance to make someone mad, even if the consequences will come back to bite me in the ass later.
That usually just makes it a lot funnier, if I'm being honest.
But I suppose I'm being a little too mean to Lisa, so while it is funny, maybe she doesn't deserve it. She had no reason to humor me back in my place, so I might be feeling a little merciful today.
"Oh, stop worrying. It'll be fine." I roll my eyes. "I'm sure Jean can wait a few more minutes. She'll understand."
"Weren't you the one who was so looking forward to this?" She points out, her eyes narrowing. "I thought you'd stop wasting any more time and jump at the opportunity to 'make Jean yours' as you disgustingly put it."
"Tsk, Lisa, you don't get it." I wag a finger at her, giving he a smirk. "What I'm doing right now is building suspense and anticipation."
Lisa rubs the bridge of her nose with a groan. Her reactions are always the funniest. It's not like Eula's fiery and explosive responses where she swears vengeance or whatever other adorable quirks she has. The Librarian reminds me of the Clan's Management whenever I disobey their orders.
Sick and tired of my existence. The only difference? She can't do anything about it.
"For who?" She asks.
"For Jean herself, of course," I answer. "You may not see it that way, but from what you've told me, Jean will think that she's saving her kingdom. To her, this is a life-or-death mission. Isn't that hilarious?"
"You're the biggest, most despicable scum I've ever had the displeasure of meeting." She states, glaring at me hatefully. "Oh, I pray for the day you suffer the consequences of your actions."
Scary~
But really, if I were afraid of consequences, I would've washed my hands off these stunts eons ago. The thing is, I almost always know what I'm putting myself into. I sometimes annoy my own mother for the hell of it, knowing full well that the belt waits for me after I've had my fun.
"Hmm…" I pause, frowning and rubbing my chin in thought. "You know, Lisa, something tells me that you don't like me very much. But that can't be true, right? If you don't, you wouldn't be so ready to cuddle with me."
Lisa says nothing, her face growing with a mixture of anger and shame as I return to my meal. I might tease her for it, but it certainly did brighten my mood. I was prepared for her to shock me with a spell and forcefully wake me up. She had every right to, really.
And I wouldn't have done anything to retaliate. I'd be annoyed, sure, but she followed orders and was done with her part of the plan, so I'd have no grounds to be mad at her. I know she was only 'lenient' out of fear that I might hurt her and her kingdom, but intent doesn't matter in this case.
After all, I started to feel cold and lonely when Amber and Eula left. Filling that spot, even temporarily, meant something. Cuddling after a sex session like that is mandatory. Also, she has the biggest breasts in Mondstadt, so that made it feel better.
I think they're still growing, too. They feel kind of fuller than the first time we had sex.
I feel her gaze on me returning, prompting me to look back at her with a cocked eyebrow. Her glance doesn't seem as annoyed or embarrassed as before. She is surprisingly contemplative and thoughtful, almost as if she's getting ready to ask me something.
"What is it?" I ask after swallowing. "Something caught your eye?"
Lisa pauses and thinks to herself for a moment before looking away.
"It's nothing…" She mutters.
"Hmm…" I put my fork down, having finished my food. "You seem to be in a bad mood."
"Oh, really?" She glares at me. "What gave it away?"
"Yes, I suppose that was insensitive of me." I nod. "Tell you what, Lisa. How about I make it up to you? And by 'it' I mean all the times I've brought you grief since coming here."
"Forget it." The Librarian scoffs. "I'm not interested in another deal."
"No deals," I respond. "It's merely a gift from me to you. No strings attached."
She hesitates at that, contemplating my words and wondering if she can trust me. I've givenher no reason to, but this time, I'm being 100% honest. As I said, I'm in an excellent mood today. So, I feel like doing something nice for her.
Why not, right? She's made my stay here a lot more enjoyable. Perhaps not voluntarily, but as I said, intent does not matter.
"…I'm listening," Lisa says after a minute of thinking.
"Seeing that you've yet to use up any of your questions — I assume you don't trust me answering anything properly — I'll do you something better," I say. "I'll get you a book explaining the magic of my homeworld and how it can be utilized."
Lisa freezes before her eyes widen, showing her interest before she utters a word. But of course, she's interested. A book containing otherworldly knowledge offered to a librarian? And not just any knowledge but magic that can be applicable to her world.
Even a hundred-page volume of that would be more than enough to revolutionize Mondstadt, especially if it included information on how to harness and use Etherflux, the primary type of energy we use in my world.
But I can do a better deal than that.
"In fact, I'll have it crammed with as much knowledge and information as possible. Perhaps things even I don't know much about. Expect something with over a thousand pages." I add, sweetening the offer. "And you may even share it with anyone you'd like. Sounds good?"
"Th-that is…" Lisa seems shocked before recomposing herself. "Wait, things you don't know about? Who would be writing the book, then?"
"My beloved sister. I'm sure I mentioned her before." I answer her. "She is vastly more knowledgeable than I. Well-read and spent countless years studying and researching."
"Is she as insufferable as you are?"
"On the contrary, I think you'd love her," I smirk. "A big bookworm and a bigger nerd."
Lisa thinks to herself, not immediately giving me her answer. I get it; she doesn't trust me, and I've not given her a reason to, but I very much doubt she'd refuse me. After all, she loses nothing if she accepts. I want nothing from her this time around.
"And there's seriously nothing you want in return?" She asks. "Why do this, then?"
"Because I felt like it." I shrug.
She has already fulfilled her purpose with Jean, so why not?
Lisa looks at me silently for a few seconds, seemingly confused at my generosity.
"I don't get you." She huffs. "First, you come here and torment Jean, mess with her head until she's unrecognizable, then turn around and do this out of the goodness of your heart? What's your end goal? Are all gods this fickle? Or is it another one of your jokes that I'm just not seeing?"
"You misunderstand me, Lisa," I reply. "Let me ask you a question. Do you think I'm evil?"
"Without a shadow of a doubt." She answers without hesitation. "You're a selfish, remorseless monster who treats people like they're mere toys. I hate you more than you can realize."
That last part is a lie.
"Haha, I suppose I understand how you came to such a conclusion. And, well, you're right for the most part." I nod. "Rather, in that sense, I've done far more evil than you could even comprehend."
"Then why ask me something you know the answer to?"
"Ignoring my own past before I came to Teyvat, I'm asking you if I'm evil despite what I've done for Mondstadt." I clarify. "Sure, I may have caused you and Jean a lot of misery, but be honest. What have I been to your region?"
Lisa pauses, her face turning into one of discomfort, realizing that, personal grief aside, I've done far more for Mondstadt in my short time here than they could've ever hoped to achieve in five years.
The reason why I haven't been doing hunting commissions recently is because there aren't any to complete. I've pretty much cleared the entire region of its monsters and bandits. True, more will show up eventually, as this is still a never-ending fight for primitive worlds, but for a kingdom like Mondstadt, even a month without having to worry about them is a godsend.
All things considered, I'm a hero to them, and she knows that.
"That doesn't justify what you've done to us," Lisa argues. "Just because you've done Mondstadt a service doesn't give you the right to treat us like we're your personal entertainers."
"Certainly not." I agree with her. "Morally, I'm still in the wrong. That is inarguable."
"Then why bring this up at all?"
"I'm just reminding you that regardless of what I did, I'm not as bad of a monster as you think I am." I wink at her. Really, I'm only 'evil' when the clan or my mother orders me to be. What I've done here is tame in comparison. "After all, I like it here, and I'm still willing to help you and Mondstadt. As evil as I may be, don't you want someone like me as an ally?"
Lisa says nothing, prompting me to continue.
"And despite what you might think of me, I still like you, Lisa. You are an intelligent, delightful person, and I enjoy your presence." I add. "And, well, seeing that I'm leaving Mondstadt soon, I thought I'd at least give something after troubling you and the knights for so long. I don't want you to hate me forever. Hence, my offer."
"So that's it, then? You're buying my approval?" Lisa wonders out loud, her tone turning into one of mockery. But I think it's funny, so I don't particularly care. "You're cheap. You know there's nothing you say that will make me forgive you, so you resort to these tactics. How gallant of you."
She will not waste any chance to insult me. I love it.
"What can I say? Perhaps your coddling made me fall in love, and now I feel remorse for how I treated you." I chuckle. "So? Do you accept my offer?"
Lisa pauses before sighing.
"I see no reason not to." She says. "Very well. I lose nothing by accepting."
"Wonderful choice." I smile. "I'll try to have it ready before I leave."
I'm almost sure that when she gets the book, by the time she finishes it, she and Jean will be singing my praises to the heavens. Because in a year from now, with the knowledge of a civilization that is quite literally millions of years ahead, Mondstadt will undergo a drastic evolution. It'll turn into a completely different region for the better. Surpassing everything in this world by centuries in mere months.
Who says dragons can't be nice?
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– Jean –
Jean stood by the window, awaiting her first proper meeting with Crimson. As the sun descended below the horizon, the rising moon cast a soft glow in her office. Her usual pastime of admiring the city at night, which she adored, was now overshadowed by a sense of unease and uncertainty.
It seemed that even after knowing what Crimson wanted from them, she still feared him. And for good reason. While Jean was prepared to give him what he desired, he was still more than capable and willing to wipe them out if she'd gotten him upset in any way.
And although he wasn't as volatile as other dragons, in Lisa's own words, Jean wasn't going to count on it. She trusted the Librarian, especially now that she'd had a much-needed rest and composed herself, but there was still no guarantee that Crimson was as patient as she thought he was.
At the same time, Jean had had enough of hiding and cowering. It was time to confront Crimson head-on and find a compromise. Now that she knew what he truly desired, she had a plan to make sure he didn't hurt her beloved kingdom. And if it meant she had to give herself up, then so be it. It's what anyone in her position would do.
She was always willing to fight until she drew her last breath if it came down to it. This, if anything, was a far better outcome because if there was even a chance that Crimson would get attached to his 'wives', then not only would she have successfully saved Mondstadt, but she'd also make an incredibly powerful ally. So, really, in general, Jean wasn't exactly reluctant about this. She'd happily spread her legs for him and serve him with a smile if that really was the case.
Also, Jean's mother would finally stop talking about her finding a husband. Sure, most women her age already had a kid or two, but most women didn't have anywhere as many responsibilities, so that didn't stop her from being annoyed whenever the topic was brought up.
Jean rubbed her eyes and exhaled, trying to calm her nerves. Then again, it was kind of embarrassing that she'd never even had a boyfriend before. The occasional swing here and there, but a loving partner? Well, she was admittedly prepared to be forever alone, as sad as that was.
But she digressed.
Jean had already sent Lisa to get him, cleared the HQ of knights, given them the day off for their safety, and then waited for him to come. And ever since, Jean had been growing more and more anxious. She didn't know what was taking him too long, but there was a chance he could be doing something important, so if she had to wait for a few extra hours, then that was fine as long as he didn't get upset.
She was very thankful for the fast-acting medicine Lisa had gotten her. Without it, she would've still been in bed, stuck with her thoughts, stressed, and unable to do anything. Jean was surprised at its effectiveness but a little suspicious. Where had the Librarian found that? As far as she knew, they'd never had anything like it. Was it new or something?
I should ask Lisa later. She thought to herself.
Jean flinched slightly as she heard a knock on her door, feeling a pit in her stomach as she knew who it was outside. So she took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and spoke up.
"You can come in." She said.
As the door opened, Crimson walked inside with a smile, closing it behind him before meeting her gaze with his sharp, blood-red eyes. Jean felt a chill go down her spine, but she remained composed, letting him speak first.
"Well, well…" He started. "I'm surprised. Finally worked up the courage, have you?"
Jean felt her fists behind her clench.
"Please, it doesn't take a genius to know you were intimidated." He added. "Though, I can assure you I understand. Before I arrived, you had your hands full with another dragon, no? It's only natural to feel concerned about me being in your kingdom."
Once again, Jean said nothing.
"So, since this is our first proper meeting, I suppose introductions are in order." He gave her a respectful bow. "Crimson Amamiya, Mondstadt's newest adventurer."
"…Jean Gunnhildr." She responded. "A Knight of Favonius."
"And its Acting Grandmaster. You don't have to be so modest." Crimson chuckled. "So then, Ms. Gunnhildr. Why have you summoned me here? Lisa did not tell me anything. I assume you have business with me?"
This was it. She was finally standing face-to-face with him. After all these days trying to find a way to prevent the destruction of her kingdom in agony, it was finally time to put an end to this threat once and for all. She truly hoped that Lisa was right because if she wasn't, they would all be dead.
But this wasn't the time to lose hope and distrust her friend's words.
"Yes." She nodded before hesitantly walking toward him. "Lisa has already told me everything, Mr. Amamiya. Specifically, why you are here. I wish to make a deal with you."
"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow.
"You will promise to refrain from harming my kingdom and any of my citizens." She said. "And, at the very least, remain a neutral entity to Mondstadt. In return…"
Jean stood right in front of him, mustering all the courage she had to stare him right in his glowing eyes.
"I'll give you myself." She continued. "My body, heart, and soul."
"Quite the dangerous contract, you know." He warned, his smile widening. "I would think twice before offering such a thing."
"I don't care what you do to me. As long as you don't hurt Mondstadt, I'm willing to do anything you want." But Jean remained firm. "I would even resign from my position as a knight and serve you for the rest of my life."
"Is that so?" Crimson looked amused. "Interesting to see the lengths you'd go to, but tell me one thing. Why should I accept your offer? Don't you think you're being a little arrogant, comparing yourself to your entire kingdom?"
Jean felt her heart rate go up as she heard that response, as she had expected him to accept her offer immediately. That was on her— she had already established that, although what he wanted was relatively simple, he was still a genius schemer who was almost always three steps ahead of her.
He was a damned dragon with possibly thousands of years of experience. She should've known he would try to guess if she was trying to fool him. She was an idiot to have expected anything less.
Damn it… She thought to herself. No, you can still save everyone. He's just testing you.
"That's not what I'm doing." She denied. "I'm only offering you what you truly want."
"And what is it that I want?"
"Wives." She answered. "But not just any wives. You want powerful women. Vision wielders, warriors, and the politically influential. You view anything less as beneath you and unfit to be a wife. That is what you want."
Crimson hummed curiously.
"And unlike most you've met in Mondstadt, I possess all three characteristics. I have an Anemo Vision and experience in its use. I'm one of the most skilled combatants in the region, and I'm the highest-ranked Knight beside the Grandmaster himself." She explained. "And I know I'm nowhere as mighty as you, but I'm still willingly giving myself to you. As long as you don't lay a finger on my kingdom, I'll do your every bidding and die for you if you wish."
"Interesting. You've done your homework, I see." Crimson replied, a hand on his chin. "You're right. As a dragon, I find strong partners attractive. And you have it all, from beauty to strength."
At his response, Jean felt hopeful. Did that mean that she proved herself to him? Would he genuinely accept her offer?
"But," He added, making her heart skip a beat. "I don't believe you."
"W-what do you mean?" Jean asked, her mask of confidence slipping off.
"You say you're prepared to do anything, but are you really?" He asked, leaning closer to her.
"Yes. If it's for Mondstadt, I'll do anything." She claimed. "No matter what. I was prepared to die for my kingdom since I joined the Knights."
"Is that right? Well, something tells me you're too scared to be telling the truth, and you're only saying what you think I want to hear." He muttered, tilting his head at her. Jean's blood ran cold, but she kept eye contact long enough until Crimson backed away slightly. "…Then again, bravery isn't defined by the absence of fear, so I want you to prove it."
"Prove it?"
"Yes." He nodded. "Prove to me that you are as willing as you say you are. If I'm satisfied, I'll accept your offer."
He was right when he said she was scared, but not about what. Jean was utterly terrified for her kingdom, not for her own life. He was testing her willingness to do what needed to be done for Mondstadt.
This was her chance. The perfect chance to save her beloved kingdom from its potential destruction, and Jean wouldn't miss it. But what was she supposed to do to prove it? If he wanted wives, then the best she could do was…
Jean blushed at the idea, but she'd been preparing to be his wife anyway, and that was what married couples did, right? If it's for the sake of her kingdom, then so be it. Besides, as petrifying as this was, no one was in the building besides them, so there was no risk of her being caught.
Gathering her resolve, Jean took off her tailcoat and gauntlets and pulled down her strapless shirt, exposing her breasts to him. She then slowly got on her knees until she was facing his crotch. Giving Crimson a quick glance told her that he seemed relatively surprised, but it didn't look like he was against this development, so she continued on by taking off his pants and underwear, face glowing redder as she saw his hardening member.
Jean wrapped her hand around it, feeling it twitch in her grip. She'd mentally prepared to do so much worse, but seeing this right in front of her was incredibly embarrassing. Then again, she had only done this once before, so here's hoping her amateurish performance would not put him off.
Sucking dick to save her kingdom… It would've been utterly ridiculous if not for the fact that this was what she was literally doing. Jean was extremely glad that Varka wouldn't know about this. He must never know.
Jean then began pumping her hand up and down in utter silence, not wanting to feel any worse than she already was. As his cock grew harder and bigger, she leaned closer and used her tongue to pleasure Crimson, dragging it across the base and tip.
"Well, I'll be…" He smirked. "You didn't even hesitate."
She felt ashamed of herself as she felt his gaze on her, but Jean didn't let that deter her as she continued licking and sucking, working up enough zeal so he wasn't 'bored' with her. What she lacked skill, she'd make up with enthusiasm.
"Perhaps I underestimated you." He said as she felt him putting a hand on her head. "But you're not out of the woods just yet. How about another test?"
Jean was going to take his dick out of her mouth to ask what he meant by that before he forced her to take his whole length, prompting her to widen her eyes in surprise and discomfort. The suddenness made her choke and cough, but Crimson refused to show mercy.
He roughly grabbed a fistful of her hair as he fucked her face. Instinctively, Jean went to stop him by pushing him away as her Vision glimmered with power before she stopped, letting him do as he pleased. If that was how he liked it, then fine. She'd let him abuse her as much as he wanted. It had just come as a surprise at first.
Jean could feel his huge cock violating her throat, preventing her from breathing and causing her to tear up. Her vision was slowly starting to darken and blur, eyes rolling into the back of her skull while she shuddered at Crimson using her like a toy. A small part of her almost seemed to enjoy this. Almost.
If he was slightly more gentle, she might've loved this treatment, as surprising as that was. But with duty at the forefront of her mind, this was simply Jean doing her job and nothing more. Jobs weren't supposed to be enjoyable, so even though this wasn't different, she didn't care.
But she couldn't pass out here, and Crimson didn't seem like he was slowing down any time soon, so Jean did her utmost to make this as enjoyable of an experience as she could, licking and sucking as best she could. She had initiated this in the first place. She had no right to complain.
Her grip over his legs tightened, nearly blacking out at the rough treatment as she uncontrollably drooled over the floor. But where she expected him to do this until either he came or she passed out, Crimson showed some mercy and pulled her away by her hair, looking at her in amusement as she coughed and gasped for air.
Jean's face was bright red from embarrassment and lack of oxygen, and it took her a moment to catch her breath, so she switched her gaze from his cock glistening with her own spit to his smirking face, feeling confused and almost thankful.
"W-why'd you stop?" She panted, wiping her mouth with her arm.
"Oh, I'm merely surprised at how stupid you are." He mocked, making her blink. "What would letting me do as I please and passing out accomplish, Jean?"
"W-what? What do you mean?"
"Why didn't you stop me?" He asked her another question. "Do you truly trust me that much?"
Jean still wasn't sure what he was talking about.
"I haven't accepted your offer yet. Or did you forget that?" He chuckled. "What makes you think your kingdom would be safe with you unconscious on the floor?"
The blood drained from her face as he said that, the realization prompting him to laugh harder.
"You're an idiot. Really." He shook his head, almost in disbelief. "But I'll admit, you've convinced me. You really are willing to do anything for your people."
He grabbed her by the arm and forced her on her feet as she felt relief wash over her.
"Then does that mean—"
"Yes. I accept." He nodded, pushing her towards her desk, bending her over it, then tore her white tights and panties, revealing her glistening snatch. "I, Crimson Amamiya, swear on my life that I will not harm Mondstadt and its people. In fact, I'll go as far as to ensure its absolute safety under my watch."
This was even better than she could've hoped for. Not only would he not harm her kingdom, but he would protect it as well? Him, who even Barbatos claimed he could not beat? Then, who was she to go back on her word?
"I see." Jean felt the crushing weight on her shoulders lift. "Then I, Jean Gunnhildr, swear to serve as your wife and partner until death do us part."
Taking that oath felt a lot more awkward than she expected. Although she'd never counted on getting married, that was not how she thought it would happen. And to a dragon, of all things? She didn't know if she should be proud or terrified.
At the very least… She glanced back at him. Despite being a monster, he's still handsome.
All she had to do now was bear a few of his children and hope there were no other nasty surprises. Easy enough, right?
"I sure hope that's legally binding, Mrs. Amamiya." He said, brushing his cock on her needy pussy. "Because if it isn't–"
"I-I'll fill out the paperwork tomorrow morning. I swear." She promised. "Just… take me."
Crimson chuckled and did just that, sliding his huge member into her wet cunt and spreading her insides. Jean couldn't help but moan in pleasure as, admittedly, the oath she just took turned her on despite it feeling awkward.
She didn't know what it was about this bastard dragon taking her for himself and her practically losing her free will that got her going, but it made this weird experience all the more enjoyable. It was a little messed up in a way, feeling turned on by getting married to a person she did not like, but after everything that had happened, Jean honestly didn't care.
Not with how big and skilled he was. If she couldn't at least make fun of him for being bad at sex, then she was going to enjoy the pleasure as much as she possibly could. After all, she'd saved her kingdom. She deserved to have a little fun, damn it.
And what fun she had, as she felt herself cum after only a few thrusts. Even though he was just fucking her face a minute ago, he still lasted a long time, comfortably reshaping her tight vaginal walls to fit his dick.
Jean couldn't bring herself to care if anyone heard her as she cried and moaned, so deep in her euphoria that she even liked being spanked hard on her ass. The Dandelion Knight couldn't remember the last time she'd had sex, but by the archons, she seriously needed this. Even before Crimson, she'd been increasingly stressed with so many other concerns that she'd never had a chance to let loose.
"You have a cute voice," Crimson said, slowing down so he could roll her to the side. "As good as your sister's, I'd say."
Jean tried to cover her burning face in embarrassment, unable to meet his gaze. Crimson, however, didn't care about that as he forced her to look at him, smashing his lips onto hers. The Acting Grandmaster returned to favor, letting him toy with her mouth as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"And an even cuter expression." He chuckled as he pulled his head away. "What a waste. Letting stress ruin such a beautiful face."
She panted and cried out in pleasure as she felt him thrust harder and faster. Crimson then leaned closer and whispered something in her ears, making her shudder.
"Let's fix that, shall we?"
And with a grunt, he unloaded, filling her womb and painting it white with his hot seed. Jean trembled, orgasming with each rope of semen that he filled her with. With her legs still wrapped around Crimson, she brought him closer and refused to let him pull out, wanting to feel him inside for as long as she could.
Almost instinctively, she knew that he had just gotten her pregnant, but Jean wasn't really complaining. She knew what she was getting herself into, inviting him here, knowing it wasn't really a safe day. Who knew? Perhaps their child would serve as an extra layer of reason why he shouldn't blow up Mondstadt.
Also, raising a child could not be any more complicated than taking care of the entire region. It would be like a mandatory vacation.
"You can let go of me now, Jean," Crimson said.
And Jean obeyed, looking to the side and refusing to look at him properly. The shame was petrifying, to say the least, but honestly? She didn't feel satisfied.
"Oh, don't give me that look. I'm not done, either." He laughed. "I won't be done until I've bent you over every piece of furniture in this building."
She froze.
"Huh?"
Jean felt a shiver run down her spine as she noticed the lust in Crimson's eyes, almost regretting her decision to offer him herself. Was he serious? He couldn't be, right? But then again, Lisa had said something about him lasting for a long time…
And if he was looking for more than several wives, then he must be confident enough to satisfy them all.
"And I'm sure, as the good wife that you are…" He smirked. "You won't complain, right?"
"U-um…" Jean blinked.
She yelped as Crimson suddenly pulled her toward him, bending her over the meeting table. She felt him positioning his still throbbing cock at her aching pussy, getting ready to pound her so soon after orgasm.
"I've been waiting for this for far too long," Crimson growled.
Jean might've made a mistake.
But at least it was one that felt good.
Comments
Emp3r0r
Curious to who was the one who popped Jean’s cherry in ur story.
Qanarhin
I crave more
