Chapter 51 Let’s Wreck the Seiryuusai Festival with Evil Dragon! ⑫
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”It’s my turn to soothe Dad’s Miasma now!”
Uigetsu, a vision in dashing attire, carried a beauty that danced between worlds. Stripped of her garments, she radiated the allure of the kingdom’s most beautiful princess. Her graceful, captivating form pressed close to mine—her father’s—with a radiant smile that warmed the heart.
While her sister Sakuya lingered in the glow of bliss, Uigetsu felt a fire of duty to continue the sacred rite of spiritual bonding. With arms wide, she surrendered herself to me, fitting perfectly in my embrace like a melody finding its rhythm.
A princess cradled in a gilded cage, Uigetsu nestled in her father’s arms, her face alight with a fevered glow as she leaned in for a tender kiss.
”Mmm, ch’, ohh…!”
Our warmth intertwined, heartbeats singing in unison through our closeness. This wasn’t merely the love of father and daughter—it was a fierce, primal pull, a dance of souls yearning to merge. Arms entwined around each other, Uigetsu and I drew closer, binding ourselves in a fervent embrace. Our breaths mingled, pulses racing, as we shared the Miasma’s essence, woven into our connection as partners in this rite.
Her soft curves pressed against me, yielding like petals under a gentle breeze, and Uigetsu’s face glowed with delight in serving me. This vibrant, boyish daughter unveiling her feminine grace before her father stirred a deep, possessive spark within me. Caught in that tide, I guided Uigetsu down, holding her gently beneath me, gazing into her eyes.
”Look… every part of me is yours, Dad, crafted just for you.”
Uigetsu, the kingdom’s most beautiful princess, displayed her radiant form to her father. Two sharp, blade-like horns—marks of her half-human, half-dragon lineage—glinted through her dark hair. Her bold, boyish features, framed by a daring expression, seemed to kindle my heart’s fire endlessly. Yet her curves, full and nurturing, bloomed with a motherly warmth, their cherry-pink accents vivid as peach blossoms—a form so enchanting it could sway any heart into sweet surrender.
Worthy of the world-shaking evil dragon’s blood, Uigetsu radiated a commanding presence. She was the ideal partner, stirring the deepest instincts of devotion in any who beheld her. And there she was, reaching for her father. My strength, fierce and unyielding before this perfect partner, stood like a storm ready to break. Yet, far from trembling, Uigetsu’s face shone with joy at its promise.
”It’s so… grand. Truly, I can carry your legacy, Dad…!”
Reclining beneath me, Uigetsu gazed up, her hand resting gently on her abdomen. The gallant figure in masculine guise now revealed a softer side, her pleading eyes meeting mine with longing. Her wide, hopeful gaze, her quickened breaths, and the ceaseless rise and fall of her graceful form betrayed her fervor. Devoted to me, the chance to weave our legacy together was a banquet she craved. Sweet anticipation glistened, her heart alight with readiness.
For Uigetsu, serving her father was the highest joy, and no honor could surpass continuing his line. Faced with a strength capable of fulfilling that destiny, she quivered with eager delight, yearning to be claimed. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she drew closer and whispered softly in my ear.
”I want you to mark me as yours, heart and soul—let my womb carry your proof.”
”Uigetsu…!”
Her fervent words, endlessly seeking her father, needed no reply. A deep, soulful kiss sealed our lips, her arms entwining as she shifted us, rising to rest atop me. With a playful smile, Uigetsu gazed down, her warmth brushing against the storm of my strength.
”As your devoted shadow, serving you is my heart’s purpose.”
”Ngh…!”
Her gentle touch grazed my fierce strength with care. Clinging to me, Uigetsu trembled faintly, as if waves of delight coursed through her. Leaning close, our foreheads touching, she whispered secrets meant only for us.
”All that dark Miasma… let it flow into my womb.”
With that, Uigetsu rose, aligning herself with the crest of my strength. Her expression, brimming with hope and fervor, carried a sense of sacred duty—to serve her father above all. Not driven by mere desire, but by a need to free me from the Miasma’s grip, she stood like a priestess offering herself to the flame.
”Nghh!? Haa… ohh…!”
She embraced the full force of my strength. It surged through her, stirring her core, its presence etched in the gentle swell of her form. No ordinary soul could withstand such power, but as a half-human, half-dragon heir, Uigetsu held her father flawlessly.
”Ha… I’m truly yours, Dad!”
”Maybe because we’re father and daughter, our harmony is perfect.”
Bound by my strength, Uigetsu basked in uncontainable joy atop me. Our union—sealed through ritual—proved our souls were made for each other. Beyond father and daughter, we were partners, destined to align. Her womb, perfectly attuned to my strength, sparked a comfort and joy that claimed her as mine. Uigetsu, too, felt it—convinced no other could match the bliss of our bond.
”Uigetsu, let’s deepen our spiritual bonding…!”
As if answering, a wave of joy surged from Uigetsu’s womb, embracing my strength. Her essence seemed to pulse with life, drawing me closer with fervent devotion. Her boundless yearning overwhelmed me, pulling a sigh of delight from my lips.
”Haha! I was born to be yours, Dad!”
Uigetsu’s bright laugh rang out as she clung to me, sharing another tender kiss. Despite her lively tone, her face glowed with rapture, reveling in her power to bring her father joy. A captive to her father’s heart, Uigetsu blossomed as a devoted partner, her gifts a sacred truth. Knowing she could offer her entire being to please her beloved father…
”I’m your one and only. So, Dad, be mine too.”
Her quiet possessiveness grew boundless, determined to claim her father as her sole partner. With every enchanting gesture, Uigetsu wove her spell, drawing me into a dance of eternal devotion.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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