Reincarnated as the Strongest Dragon

Chapter 18: Old Memories II [R-18]

Liz barely had time to dry herself off before I took her towel, pushed her onto the bed and got on top of her.

“Wha-”

Before she could say anything I put a finger on her lips. 

I’m sorry Liz but I lied. I’m not okay, how could I be? I still remember glimpses of the dragons around me getting struck down by my magic. Most of them were probably innocent as well, just manipulated by the purple flight. I even watched imperial dragons along with our allies, some of whom I could even consider friends, die by my hands. Why did I have to stay conscious? Why did I tell the story? I haven’t felt this torn up inside since my sister drowned in my previous life. I want to forget, I need to forget. Please Liz, help me forget.

I leaned down and kissed her. Several deep kisses followed which she reciprocated before I moved downwards, kissing her neck and collarbones before ending up at her modest breasts. While playing with her nipples using my tongue I slid my left hand down between her legs, all while listening to her cute reactions. She was clearly enjoying this, which made me all the more eager to put my full attention to pleasing her.

I kept teasing her nipples, alternating between using my tongue and gently biting them, all while increasing the speed at which I used my fingers. It didn’t take long before she came, arching her back and digging her nails in my back. I momentarily eased up my approach while Liz caught her breath before I went down between her legs. I wasn’t done with her yet.

I alternated between using my fingers and my tongue, making her come several times with little time to rest. I kept going until she was exhausted and drenched in sweat. It would be no exaggeration to say that I devoured her.

I awoke the next morning, not even remembering when I had fallen asleep. I was curled up in Liz’s tight embrace.

“Good morning,” Liz said when she noticed that I opened my eyes.

“Morning,” I murmured and snuggled deeper into her embrace.

“How are you feeling?”

I looked up at Liz's face and raised an eyebrow at the question. “I’m fine?”

“Really?”

“Why shouldn’t I be?”

“Because of yesterday… And because you talk in your sleep.”

I felt my cheeks heat up. “I do? What did I say?”

“I couldn’t make out much but you seemed distressed. Did you have a nightmare?”

“Did I? I honestly can’t remember. But I’m fine, really. I was a bit shaken yesterday but I’m all better now.”

“That’s good then. I was worried.”

“I’m sorry. Speaking of yesterday, I’m sorry if I went a bit overboard.”

“Don’t worry,” Liz said and smiled. “It was… Intense, but I enjoyed every moment of it. But next time maybe let me do something as well?”

“Maybe,” I smirked. “Should we get up and get some breakfast? We have a long day of traveling ahead of us.”

“Speaking of traveling, how are we going to travel?”

“That’s a good question. I will let you decide, you are the older one after all,” I said with a grin.

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“Oh, so we are really doing that?” She sighed. “Can I get some options? I doubt we will travel using ‘normal’ means.”

“Obviously walking, running, riding a carriage and riding horses are all denied. I can offer riding on spirit foxlings, flying in my arms and riding my dragon form as options.”

“Spirit foxlings? What is that?”

“My summoned foxlings. They are super cute. Here, I’ll show you.” I held out my arm from the bed and used [Summon: Spirit Foxes]. With a puff of smoke three three-tailed foxes appeared and jumped up on the bed.

“Oh my God! They are adorable!” Liz said and picked one to cuddle with.

“Kyuun!”

“He seems to like that.”

“But they are pretty small, can they grow bigger or something?”

“Yeah,” I pointed to the floor, “Boxy, get bigger.”

Boxy jumped down on the floor and grew to a size where you could comfortably ride on him.

“See, Good size and super fluffy,” I said proudly, “You will never want to use a horse again.”

“They do look comfortable to ride on.”

“Boxy, you can turn small again.”

Boxy shrunk and jumped back up on the bed.

“So the black one is Boxy, what about this one?” Liz asked, holding my red foxling.

“That one is Roxy.”

Liz looked at me for a few seconds, “Is the white one Woxy?”

“Correct!” I laughed.

“Your naming sense sucks.”

“That's rude, they seem to like their names!”

“Kyun.”

“Kyuun-Kyuun!”

“Kyu!”

“See!” I exclaimed.

"Okay then, I stand corrected," Liz said and laughed. “So what's the difference between a fox and a foxling?”

“Foxling sounds cuter,” I smirked. “They are spirit foxes.”

“Never heard of a spirit fox before.”

“You summon them with the evocation skill. It’s quite a high level spell though.”

“Of course it is,” Liz said and shook her head. “I would like to ride these cuties but… Riding you would probably also be amazing.”

“You can ride me right now if you want,” I said with a smirk and moved my hand down towards her waist.

“Maybe later,” She said and grabbed my hand. “I’m a bit sore.”

“Oh? Do you want me to use healing magic?”

“No, it’s not that bad. But we should get going right?”

“I guess,” I said with a pout. “So should we start riding these ones and swap along the way? Nothing says we can’t use several options.”

“Oh, that’s true. Let’s do that then,” She said and pondered. “By the way would it be okay if we stopped along the-”

“Sure.”

“You didn’t even let me finish.”

“Don’t need to, we can stop wherever you want,” I said but then faked a shocked expression, “Unless it's at your husband's house.” 

“Wouldn’t it make more sense if it was my wife's house?”

“So you have a wife?” I gasped.

“Of course not,” She said and rolled her eyes, “The place I want to visit is the village I grew up in. It’s a bit of a detour though.”

“Yeah, that's fine. I’m not in any rush.”

“It’s just… We might meet an annoying guy there.”

“Annoying in what way?”

“Whenever I visit he nags me to stop being an adventurer and marry him.”

“Ah, one of those… Want me to punch him?”

“He is just annoying. I don’t want him dead.”

“I can control my strength, you know. Otherwise you would probably be dead by now,” I said with a grin.

Liz didn’t say anything but her face got a little red from realising what I meant.

“Come to think of it, I once punched a man without holding back at all. That wasn’t pretty.”

“How did that happen?”

“Many thousand years ago during a time where the guild forced me to do low-ranked bullshit quests to advance I had a string of annoying encounters. A merchant had hired me, a D rank adventurer, as the only bodyguard for his caravan between two towns. When the caravan was attacked by monsters, one of the carriage drivers panicked. He fled into the forest and got himself killed. The merchant refused to sign the completion papers stating that I failed the quest because a person died.”

“And then you punched him?”

“No, he wasn’t the one. I dragged his ass to the guild and after a lot of arguing he reluctantly signed. The next problem was that one of the monsters that attacked the caravan was a B ranked monster with a bounty posted but since I was D rank they refused to give me the reward since they demanded you to be the appropriate rank to complete a bounty.”

“So you punched the guild staff?”

“No, not him either,” I grinned. “It was an adventurer that belonged to a party that had been out looking for the monster that morning. He yelled all kinds of typical musclebrain stuff like I’m low rank and probably stole the bounty from someone else and that I had to give it to them to make up for their time. When I ignored him and turned back to the guild staff he grabbed my shoulder and tried to turn me back around, which I did, only to hit him right in the face in the same motion.”

“He died from that?”

“As I said, I didn’t hold back,” I said with a frown. “His head literally disintegrated with blood and gore splattering his party members that toppled over behind him from the shockwave.”

Liz just stared at me with a slightly troubled expression.

“Luckily I didn’t lean into the punch. There wouldn't have been much left of the surroundings then.”

“... Just how much strength are you packing in those skinny arms?”

“In human form? 77992,” I said nonchalantly.

“That’s in human form? Is it different when you are in your dragon form?” Liz asked with wide eyes.

“194980.”

“You really are an insanely powerful dragon, aren't you?” 

“Didn’t I tell you that?” 

“Well yeah, but it’s difficult to comprehend just how powerful you really are.”

“Thinking back, he probably did everyone in the guild a favor because I was about to burn the place down.”

“You’re kind of scary when you say it like that.”

“It’s way too late for you to get scared of me,” I said and stuck my tongue out.

“I guess so.” Liz laughed.

“Should we get going then?”

“Yeah, let’s get dressed and go down for breakfast. What are you going to do about these?” Liz asked and pointed at my foxlings.

I put my hand on Boxy’s head and ruffled his fur. “I will unsummon you for now, okay? I don’t think the innkeeper would be happy if I had you out for breakfast, no matter how cute you are.”

“Kyuuu~” They cried in unison.

“Don’t be sad. I will summon you again after we leave town.”

We made our way down to breakfast after I unsummoned my foxlings.