First Demonic Dragon - C.624: A Mature Straga?

It didn't take very long for Abaddon and the girls to pick out a respectable date and time for the attendees to visit Tehom.

They also decided on which gods were allowed to visit in an instant.

It came as a surprise to no one that Indra and his wife were not on the list.

Once everything was decided, Abaddon, his wives, Sif, and Nyx all stood up and thanked everyone for their hospitality.

The group exited the room in a close-knit bunch and it was evident that more than a few women inside were sad to see Abaddon's face walk away.

As the group walked out into the hall, the double doors to the double doors had barely even closed before Sif grabbed Abaddon by his collar and pushed him up against a crystal pillar.

"What were you going to say earlier?! I'm a very what to you?!? Don't think you can get away from me without giving me an answer!"

Ayaana wasn't intruding on their earlier conversation, so for her this came completely out of the blue.

But judging by the super annoying 'I didn't do anything wrong' look on their husband's face, they knew that he did something to deserve this.

"Something I said? My, whatever do you mean, my darling ex-wife?"

Abaddon's shit eating grin, though captivating, did not amuse Sif in this moment.

"Don't play with me, pretty boy… I will break you to get my answers if I have to."

Abaddon liked gentle women for certain, but he also had a very high appreciation for the rougher ones too.

Not women who were bullies, but women who knew how to say what they wanted and were determined to get it.

But it was a trait he only liked on certain women, and found everyone else too annoying to bear.

Sif just so happened to be one of them- which contributed to them getting married in the first place.

Abaddon immediately forgot that they weren't at home as he grabbed Sif firmly by the butt and pulled her close enough to suffocate her.

He easily broke her grip and brought her faces so close that their lips grazed against each other.

"I had no idea my lovely Rapunzel wanted to know so badly."

"A-Abaddon..!" Ice giant or not, Sif's ears and cheeks were as red as a tomato.

With her being so close to Abaddon, she could roughly feel the ridges running along his member that never failed to make her weak.

But she wouldn't let him win this time, she couldn't!

If the words she was about to hear were what she thought they were, then she had been waiting for over sixteen years to hear them again and she wouldn't jeopardize this just for one little-

"Come to our room again tonight. If you can stay awake the whole night, i will tell you whatever you want to hear over, and over, and over…"

"…"

Sif was an ice goddess.

She literally wasn't made of stone.

"O-Okay, just… Go easy on me, please..?"

"Where is the fun in that?" Abaddon finally kissed her with a knowing smile on his face.

Were he not holding onto her ass so firmly, she would have already fallen due to the loss of strength in her legs.

Just as it seemed Ayaana was going to jump in and make their situation even worse, an unlikeable voice interrupted.

"This is the man with whom you are so insistent on clinging to…?"

Abaddon finally remembered that there was an uninvited guest buzzing around like a fly.

And just like that, his throbbing erection was killed instantly and he released Sif's lips begrudgingly.

A bit farther away, the oldest brother-sister couple alive were arguing with each other needlessly.

"Are you done here?" Nyx rolled her eyes. "My interests and what I do with my free time no longer concern you.

Our involvement, and any preexisting bond between us has been nullified. By your own hand I might add."

Erebus looked like he had quite a bit more to say to Nyx, but at the last moment he ran his hands along his bald head and sighed deeply.

"In every universe, throughout all that exists, you and I are meant to be together, my wife. Your tantrums will not change that… but perhaps you will need more time."

Erebus started sinking into the floor right before their eyes.

"You are free to return home whenever your fleeting interest in this youngling has subsided… I am quite confident in my patience."

When the somber god vanished, Nyx finally let out her first relieved sigh.

Even if she wanted to, she couldn't have ignored the eyes digging into her back.

"…Don't ask."

Sif: "Okay."

Abaddon: "I don't actually care that much. I'm quite big on minding my business."

Ayaana: "Some of us are interested. Would martinis loosen your lips?"

"They'll loosen a lot more than that, sweet heart."

Ayaana: "Never-fucking-mind!"

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Back at home, Straga was in the middle of a serious staring contest.

His opponent? A large reptile the size of a polar bear.

"…So you don't have any ideas either, huh?"

"Ssss…"

"Well what am I supposed to do? I feel like I'm going to explode at this rate…"

"Ssss…"

"…You're kind of useless, Bayle, you know that?"

The large lizard dropped it's head to the ground and made a depressed noise.

"S-Sorry…"

Straga pet the lizard on the snout to apologize, but he didn't seem to be having it.

With black scales, bright red eyes, and short horns, Bayle almost looked like a Komodo dragon version of Abaddon.

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He sort of acted like him too, only a lot more sensitive, boujee, and lazy.

Komodo dragons famously eat disgusting things from rotting carcasses all the way to excrement, but a few short days of living with the Tathamets had turned Bayle into a picky little monster who only ate A-5 wagyu beef.

He also enjoyed long naps inside of and next to the fireplace.

"Alright, time to bring out the big guns…" Straga pulled out his phone and began texting two very specific people.

Once his messages were sent, he lay flat on his back as he waited for the inevitable moment where his door swung open.

Lusamine: "Stragie-Baby!"

Nubia: "What's wrong, brother?! Why did you text us 911?!?"

"Oh, you guys got here faster than I thought. Come sit down."

Bayle patted the ground with his tail as if he were beckoning the girls over.

"Brother… Why couldn't you just come to my room like a normal person?" Nubia complained immediately once she realized her brother was perfectly fine.

"Because you're always on the phone and it's hard to get your full attention nowadays. I could almost swear you were crushing on someone."

"…"

"…Wait, for real?! Who?! Is it a guy or a girl?!"

"I-I'm not having this-"

"It's BOTH?!"

"That's my girl." Lusamine nodded with pride.

"S-Shut the fuck up and tell us what you want already!" Nubia yelled.

Straga might have been a bit childish, but he knew better than to actually upset his sisters.

So he did as she said and ignored her private life to instead focus on his own.

"W-Well you guys might've noticed that Monica and I have been spending the night together lately…"

"Uh-huh…" Lusamine leaned forward as if she already liked where this was going.

"Gross…" Nubia recoiled as if she did not.

"A-Anyway.. we haven't been doing the… you know... anything really. We just kiss a lot."

"So when she sleeps in your room..?"

"We're just sleeping. Well, she is anyway. I'm just lying in bed harder than-"

"Do. Not. Finish. That. Sentence." Nubia was already regretting getting off the phone to come in here, but it was already too late to go back.

"A-Anyway, I asked Uncle Darius if it might've been something I was doing wrong, and-"

""Ugh.""

"I didn't even finish?"

""You've said enough.""

"But Uncle D has lots of women, so shouldn't he be-"

""No.""

"Then why do-"

""No!""

Even Bayle looked disappointed with the young man's antics.

Straga rubbed his temples in exhaustion. "Look guys, I just… I need your help to help me seem more mature. Irresistible. Adult-like."

"Our parents are beings so beautiful that they defy the imagination. If she's not clamoring to sleep with you yet, it's because she just isn't ready." Nubia said, as gently as possible.

"And you can't force that. You can only be patient for her." Lusamine added.

Deep down inside Straga already knew that, but man, was waiting killing him.

Perhaps things wouldn't have been quite as difficult if Monica weren't so insistent about sleeping in her underwear with her leg wrapped around him.

"You could stand to be a little bit more mature though, kiddo, and this is only one example of that.

For now you should just focus on school, or maybe even getting a job. Do something that doesn't leave you time to think about your bottomless libido." Lusamine offered.

Straga rubbed his chin thoughtfully as if he was seriously considering both ideas.

"A job, huh..? Uncle Belphegor did say that he wanted me to help his troops with some hand-to-hand lessons since his legion is pretty magic focused…"

"See! There you go, my cute little nephew." Lusamine beamed.

"Just make sure it doesn't affect your studies, brother." Nubia reminded. "You know how important it is to Mom that you get a good education." (Lailah)

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm doing fine in school. I'm sure I can work a job part-time and keep my grades up too." Straga smiled with no small amount of pride.

While the girls rolled their eyes, a sudden knock at Straga's door prompted all three dragons to look up.

When the door opened, a silver-scaled woman with shut eyes and long snowy white hair poked her head inside.

"Am I intruding?"

"Aunt Mal!" Straga beamed.

"You're never intruding, Auntie. Feel free to join us." Nubia said warmly.

The second eldest of the Draven children finally the door and stepped inside.

Wearing a simple white and navy pantsuit, she looked equal parts respectable and angelic; despite no longer being part angel.

She gracefully sat down in between the children and kissed them both on the forehead.

"What brings you here? Brother Straga's room is hardly the nicest place to be." Nubia joked.

Straga flipped her off to show that he didn't find that crack at him very funny at all.

Malenia smiled wryly before she reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a small white envelope.

"Well, I got an interesting letter one of your teachers today, Straga. Mrs. Summers?"

"O-Oh yeah..? What'd she want…?"

"Well she contacted me because I suppose she's a bit intimidated by your parents, but she's requesting a parent-teacher conference Wednesday afternoon. Care to explain why?"