First Demonic Dragon - Chapter 1065: Favors

Chapter 1065: Favors

Even a whole hour later, Ziz still couldn’t get his head to stop spinning.

Sharing Yemaja was something he had never even considered as a possibility before.

Wasn’t he enough? Who could want more than him??

Look at him!

He was handsome! Charismatic! Charming!

And Yemaja hadn’t gotten to experience it yet, but his sex certainly wasn’t bad either. Real incubus-level stuff, according to Persephone and a few other expert figures on the matter.

“So I take it you’re having some difficulties with this.”

“Just a little.” Ziz replied tersely.

“I haven’t said yes to anything yet.” Yemaja soothed. “But I think it’s something we should talk about.”

“You mean how you’re going to reject him? I agree. I’m partial to cruel words and castration, but I suppose that might put a damper on your relationship with your sister.”

Yemaja rolled her eyes as she lay down on the bed next to Ziz. “That would be funny if I didn’t know you were serious. I’m not going to castrate him, Ziz.”

“Well, we can keep discussing methods of rejection. What’d you have in mind? A hurtful note? A picture of him on Dragongram with the hashtag ‘lol’?”

“I was thinking about accepting, actually.”

Ziz groaned like a man on the verge of explosive diarrhea.

Yemaja pursed her lips at his behavior. “You know how things are in my culture. The strongest spouse is the one who’s entrusted with the betterment of the family… I think Ryujin would be a nice fit for us if we ever decided to get married. He’s a good man.”

“I’m not a good man???”

“No, but you’re my man, so I love you anyway.” Yemaja gave him a small peck, hoping to lift his mood.

It worked about as well as one would have expected.

“…I just don’t think I’m comfortable with this.”

“Since when!? The last monogamous relationship you had was with your egg.”

“Y-Yeah, well, maybe I want to turn over a new leaf. Stick with a duet.”

“We’ve been staring at other dragons and fantasizing about what it would be like to have a third for months, but now you’re complaining?”

Ziz kept his arms folded as he turned to the side obstinately. “I just… thought it would be different.”

Yemaja stared at Ziz for a long time with a confused expression on her face.

After a few moments of deep thinking, she finally reached a conclusion about Ziz and his recent change of behavior.

“…I get it now. So, because you’re not the one bringing in the third, you have a problem with the idea of polyamory.”

“…I’m just saying, I would pick someone better than him.”

Yemaja made a deeply frustrated noise as she got out of the bed.

“You’re so unbelievable sometimes…”

The vibrations of the door slamming shut traveled even through the mattress Ziz lay on.

Once Yemaja left, the phoenix’s mood saw a noticeable downturn.

In his mind, he kept replaying the entire scene from earlier over and over again.

From the moment that guy showed up, everyone in the room just fawned all over him like he was the best thing since sliced bread.

Ziz thought that Abaddon just hated any man who came near his daughter, but apparently, he didn’t have anything to say when the twins were getting confessed to.

He would probably jump for joy if Yemaja and Ryujin got together. He’d have a son-in-law who was a dragon, like he always wanted.

Apparently, the guy was just this upstanding figure whom no one here had anything bad to say about. So now he was the one who looked crazy here.

“…Fuck, I don’t need this.”

Ziz swung his feet off the bed and went toward his dresser.

He started rummaging around through his drawers for clothes as he prepared to go out by himself.

Yemaja wasn’t the only one who could get confessed to. Ziz could step foot in any club and have everyone in there following him around with a wave of his finger.

He was still the golden bird. An object of awe and attraction for all!

‘Some people just needed a little reminder of tha-‘

Suddenly, Ziz unearthed a small box at the bottom of his dresser.

In that moment, all of the sweltering bravado and fanfare playing in his mind came to a halt.

He was stuck.

Ziz didn’t understand why or what his reasoning was, but he reached for the box without much thought.

Cracking open the lid, he found the source of his greatest shame was still exactly as he had left it.

The small black pearl remained deceptively beautiful. In stark contrast with the sick and revolting feeling that Ziz got just by looking at it.

All of his earlier arrogance had disappeared.

Yemaja might have known that his character wasn’t perfect and loved him in spite of it, but he wondered if that mindset of hers would persist if she knew just how flawed he really was.

He wanted to tell her. He really did.

But as things stood, he was too deep into his secret to go divulging anything without seriously compromising his appearance in her eyes and everyone else’s.

And as bad as he may have been, Ziz didn’t think he was ready for Yemaja to look at him like he was truly evil.

Ziz started to close the box again, but his hand brushed the stone on accident.

When he saw the rock start to shine again, he knew that he had made a tremendous mistake.

–

“Babeee, we said we were sorry!”

“I don’t care. Get off of me, please.”

“Nooooooo !! Why don’t you love me!?”

Sif was a stone wall that kept the rivers of Bekka’s tears at bay.

No matter how desperately she clung to her in the hallway, the ice goddess didn’t lose her attitude.

Bekka practically thrived on love and affection. Now that she wasn’t getting any from Sif, she thought she was going to die.

“We said we were sorry.” Abaddon apologized again.

“I don’t wanna hear it from either of you!’

Sif pulled Bekka off of her and hurled her into Abaddon’s arms.

“As far as I’m concerned, you two can have each other and just each other since you clearly don’t have any of the rest of us in mind! As long as your needs are taken care of, right, you deviants!?”

“”Babe!””

“Not your babe!”

The trio of arguing lovers had nearly reached their room when the bedroom door suddenly opened.

Valerie emerged, rubbing her eyes and yawning. Her unkempt bed-head only further heightens her effortless beauty.

Abaddon didn’t even care that she’d stolen both his shirt and boxers to go to sleep in.

From the moment that Sif saw her, she was on her ass like back pockets.

“Oh, my love!”

Valerie was struck by a whirlwind as Sif pushed her against the wall and started kissing her.

It was surprising, but Valerie still wasn’t quite awake, so she interpreted it as more of a sweet ‘hello’.

Of course, when Sif pulled away, she left no room for interpretation.

“Have sex with me.”

Valerie knew the group was pent up since coming back from the nightmare realm, but right now, she was more tired than horny.

“…But I’m sleepy.” She whined.

If one listened closely, they could clearly hear the sounds of Sif’s jaw falling open and her mouth breaking.

She slowly let go of Valerie and sat down on the floor outside her bedroom. She brought her knees to her chest as she curled into a ball.

“That’s it… I’m past my prime. None of you even find me attractive anymore, and you’re all just going to run away and leave me for each other… I may as well die.”

Valerie slowly blinked away her surprise as she turned to Abaddon and Bekka. “…What’s wrong with her?”

Bekka and Abaddon shrugged.

“”Pent up.””

Sif flipped them all off in response.

“…Right, well, can we go back to bed first and handle all of that other stuff when we wake up..? It’s hard to sleep when all of you keep getting up and running off..”

After the past few hours, Abaddon couldn’t think of anything that he would have liked to do more.

“That sounds great… Honestly, since we got back I feel like I could sleep for the next-”

“Abaddon!”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…”

Sighing, Abaddon turned around to face his one-time rival turned housemate.

“Dorothy went that way, down the yellow brick road.” Abaddon pointed.

Shin narrowed his eyes at him. “…Hilarious. You’re so funny, I don’t even know what to do with myself.”

Abaddon was taken aback. Usually, Shin had a sharp-tongued remark ready for him at any and every instance.

“That was about as funny as going through puberty. Though with the way you look right now, I doubt you have any idea what I’m talking about.”

And there it was…

“”” Hi, Shin!””” The wives waived.

Shin bowed like a polite little wind-up toy. “Hello, ladies. I’m sorry, I know it’s late, but I was hoping to borrow your husband for just a minute.”

“Why the hell aren’t you asking me if I want to go anywhere with you?” Abaddon raised a brow.

“Everyone knows when you want something done, you go to the bosses, not the grunt.”

Abaddon became extremely tempted to turn Shin into a printer.

His wives, on the other hand, were visibly amused.

“I guess we can let him go for a couple of minutes, but try not to keep him too long.” Valerie yawned.

“I won’t, I can’t stand him.”

Abaddon made up his mind. He was going to leave Shin outside the next time it rained and let him turn into rust and die.

The girls left the two men in the hallway shortly after, and Abaddon stared down at Shin like he was two feet tall.

“Hurry up and say what you want. Having you this close to my bedroom is disturbing me. I may never sleep good here again.”

Despite Shin’s tendency for sharp remarks, he swallowed his pride this time and let Abaddon’s insults slip off his back.

*A-Ahem* “Well, umm… You see, the thing is, I… I need a favor.”

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