Chapter 94 Interlude꞉ Soothing the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline – Sakuya & Uigetsu, Part ②
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The Magic Spear towered with a presence so grand it seemed to pierce the heavens, embodying the raw will of prosperity and lineage. Its tip glistened, steeped in primal passion, radiating a dark, foreboding aura that would make any mortal tremble.
As a vessel of the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline, the spear—cloaked in miasma and pulsing with forbidden power—was meant to claim and conquer, to ignite life within yielding flesh. Yet here, it was tamed, its purpose redirected.
”You’ll be thoroughly soothed,” Sakuya purred, her voice a teasing caress. “This is the strength of Father.”
”Let me etch his majesty into your very soul,” Uigetsu added, her tone reverent yet sultry.
The baby’s stirring—it’s overwhelming! the unborn child seemed to cry, its presence felt through the womb.
The kingdom’s most radiant princesses, their bellies swollen with life, enveloped the spear’s dark power. The soft warmth of their rounded forms pressed against it, a sweet sensation that pulsed with the mystery of creation.
The unborn children, nestled within, moved as if massaging the spear, their tiny motions a testament to their bond with their father. In this sacred act, two mothers and their daughters served the Magic Spear, their caresses laced with a forbidden thrill that surged through them all.
”The baby’s so excited by Father’s touch,” Sakuya gasped, her voice trembling with delight. “It’s… overwhelming!”
Uigetsu smiled, her eyes gleaming.
”Completely charmed, aren’t you? Let’s teach you to cherish Father’s power.”
Sakuya and Uigetsu clung to each other, their embrace forming a perfect cradle for the Magic Spear. Their swollen bellies pressed against it, shaping a soft, yielding hollow that honored their father’s might.
The unborn children, sensing the spear’s power, writhed in ecstatic joy, their tiny limbs stretching as if to draw closer. He’s so strong, they seemed to think, their movements brushing against the womb’s walls in awe and devotion.
”Ha! That’s my child,” Father laughed, his voice rich with pride. “A true Papa’s Daughter, even before birth.”
”The Evil Dragon’s Bloodline knows its place,” Uigetsu murmured. “It lives to serve Father.”
For the Bloodline, this act was more than devotion—it was dignity, a surrender of soul. Even the unborn, with their budding horns, instinctively offered themselves to their father’s power.
The Magic Spear, a symbol of absolute dominance, commanded their reverence, and the children—yet to be born—already bore the mark of their lineage’s fall. Sakuya and Uigetsu, as mothers, glowed with pride at their daughters’ fervor.
”As your mother, I’ll reward my Papa’s Daughter,” Sakuya said, her voice warm with promise.
”Let’s make you feel Father even more,” Uigetsu urged, her tone fervent.
The pleasure—it’s too much! the unborn children seemed to pulse, their excitement reverberating.
The ritual began, a soothing dance of devotion. The princesses’ bellies, slick with White Nectar, pressed closer, amplifying every sensation. They swayed, their movements stirring the unborn, who thrilled at the touch of their father’s power.
The nectar, slick as lotion, heightened the intimacy, and the children’s joy manifested in tiny, eager tremors. Sakuya’s child and Uigetsu’s child alike etched their father’s essence into their souls, their surrender complete. The mothers, too, felt the echo of their daughters’ climax, their bodies trembling as they shifted from nurturing to primal.
”Not yet!” Sakuya gasped, fighting the waves of pleasure. “We can’t stop now!”
”We must please Father,” Uigetsu insisted, her voice strained but resolute. “Anything less is unworthy of a Papa’s Daughter.”
This was the harem’s ideal, the bond between father and daughters forged in service. Despite the overwhelming ecstasy, they pressed on, their slick bellies gliding against the spear.
Milk flowed from their breasts, mingling with the spear’s essence, filling the air with a sweet, sensual scent. Their provocative display, both tender and wild, fanned the flames of their father’s desire, their gazes inviting and unyielding.
”Father, give our babies their final gift,” Sakuya said, her voice a sultry plea.
”Our greatest joy is your pleasure,” Uigetsu added, her smile enchanting.
Father’s Magic Spear pulsed, caught in their tender grip.
Their delicate fingers teased its tip, stoking a crescendo of sensation. The unborn children, sensing the imminent reward, stirred wildly, their excitement palpable.
”One last thrill before you’re born,” Father declared, his voice commanding. “Take it all!”
So much… it’s overwhelming! the children seemed to cry, their tiny forms quaking.
”Father’s essence… so rich, so perfect,” Uigetsu gasped, her voice breaking. “The babies are lost in bliss!”
The princesses’ ritual reached its peak, their devotion sealing the bond of the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline. In that moment, mother, daughter, and father were one, bound by a legacy as ancient as it was unbreakable.
The Magic Spear erupted with a torrent of White Nectar, molten and fierce, drenching Sakuya and Uigetsu’s swollen bellies in a wave of primal desire. The essence, brimming with vitality and cloaked in miasma, poured relentlessly over mother and child, seeping into the unborn with an intensity that marked them as part of the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline.
Sakuya and Uigetsu, their rounded forms glistening with the nectar, swayed in the bliss of Father’s gift.
As they caressed their bellies, spreading the essence across their jewel-like curves, they smiled tenderly at the unborn children’s entranced reactions. They’re completely enraptured, the mothers sensed, their hearts warmed by the bond forming within.
”Ha, they’re utterly charmed, aren’t they?” Sakuya giggled, her voice light with delight.
”Serving Father and receiving his essence as proof—it’s only natural they’d be swept away,” Uigetsu said, her tone soft yet reverent.
The act of serving Father and earning his reward had awakened a new joy in the unborn children. Their bellies, slick with White Nectar, radiated an aura of enchantment, as if the overwhelming experience had banished all fear.
The children’s hearts, still forming, were captivated by Father’s presence alone. Through the Magic Spear, pressed between their mothers’ bellies, the unborn seemed to huddle closer, like travelers drawn to a bonfire in the cold. Their tiny forms pulsed with a singular desire to feel Father’s power, their souls already dyed in the colors of a Papa’s Daughter.
Gazing at this profound connection, Sakuya and Uigetsu gently stroked their bellies, cherishing the lives within.
”The Soothing Ritual was a success,” Father declared, his voice warm with pride. “Your children will face their birth without fear.”
”They’re practically eager to be born,” Sakuya teased, her eyes sparkling.
Uigetsu’s smile softened.
”No need to rush, little ones. Father’s love will always be yours—so grow strong, and take your time.”
The mothers’ words carried a promise, sealing the bond of the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline. In that moment, the unborn children, bathed in their father’s essence, knew only devotion, their tiny hearts beating in harmony with the legacy they would inherit.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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