Primordial Dragon: Traveling the Omniverse

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The shrine was still. The mist hung heavy like silk curtains around the sacred grounds, wrapping the mountain in privacy. Above, the stars glittered cold and distant—witnesses to the joining of two divine beings beneath their quiet gaze.

And yet… nothing could compete with the heat.

Their bodies moved again—still joined, still hungry. Yasaka gasped as Kaelthar pulled her atop him, her hips trembling as she lowered herself slowly back onto his length, her walls already sore but craving the stretch.

Every inch of him filled her once more.

"Still so tight," Kaelthar rumbled, his voice husky with desire as he looked up at her.

She moaned through her teeth, hands braced against his chest. Sweat slicked her skin, and her golden hair clung to her shoulders, her tails twitching behind her with every thrust of her hips.

Her body burned—not just from heat, but from something deeper. Some part of her that was starved for this. For him.

She wasn't supposed to be like this. Yasaka was calm, refined, composed.

Now? She was riding a dragon—her body ruined for any other man, her pride soaked in lust, in need, in him.

Kaelthar's hands gripped her waist tightly, lifting her and slamming her back down, making her scream with pleasure. Her breasts bounced with each motion, nipples raw and sensitive from his earlier attention.

"You weren't made to be tamed," he murmured. "But you were meant to be claimed."

She didn't resist. She didn't argue.

She welcomed it.

Again and again, her body convulsed around him, orgasms tearing through her like firestorms. Her thighs trembled, her voice raw from moaning his name. His stamina was otherworldly—limitless, divine—and each time she collapsed against him, boneless and panting, he turned her, flipped her, lifted her, and started anew.

From behind, he gripped her tails and pounded her deeper.

On her side, he kissed her shoulder and whispered promises of how good she felt.

Face to face, he kissed her until she sobbed from pleasure.

And still, the night went on.

When they finally stopped, when her legs refused to obey and her body trembled with aftershocks, they lay tangled in the sacred platform's center.

Her body was marked—lips swollen, breasts dotted with bruises, thighs sticky with their shared release. Her kimono lay somewhere in the grass, forgotten.

Kaelthar's arms wrapped around her gently. His heartbeat was calm. Unhurried. As if nothing in existence could disturb this moment.

Yasaka lay on his chest, staring at the stars through the misty canopy above, her body still humming.

She blinked slowly.

"…What just happened?"

Kaelthar chuckled softly, brushing a hand through her golden hair. "We met."

She lifted her head slightly, cheeks flushed and expression torn between dazed amusement and disbelief. "Met? You call that meeting?"

He tilted his head with a faint smirk. "I came here. You approached me. Then nature took its course."

"Nature nearly broke my back," she muttered, burying her face against him.

There was silence for a moment—only the distant sounds of the forest and the soft rhythm of their breathing.

"…We just met today," she whispered, quieter now. "And I… did that. With a stranger."

Kaelthar didn't tease her. He didn't mock.

He just tightened his hold on her.

"I'm not just some traveler," he said softly. "I am Kaelthar. I am the embodiment of Order. If I take something… I take responsibility for it."

Yasaka looked up at him again, her eyes searching.

"You're serious?"

"Always."

Her lips parted slightly. The weight of those words landed harder than she expected. She had known power, yes. She had known lovers before—but none who radiated intent the way he did. None who made her feel like herself could dissolve into something greater… and still be safe.

"…I don't even know how to explain this to Kunou," she said at last.

The moment that name left her lips, guilt prickled faintly in her chest.

Her daughter.

What would she think?

She had a duty, a role… and now she lay bare, filled and owned by a being she had only just met.

Kaelthar was quiet for a long time before answering.

"You don't have to tell her everything. Not yet. But know this—if you choose to tell her, and if she needs protection, guidance, or strength…" he kissed her forehead gently, "I will be there."

Yasaka stared at him.

He said it like a vow. Like a universal constant. And somehow… she believed it.

"…You're going to ruin my life," she whispered with a tired smile.

Kaelthar looked down at her with a rare softness. "Or complete it."

And just like that, she let herself relax again. Just for the night.

Wrapped in dragon's arms.

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