More Than A Princess

Dragons don't eat humans!

After they finished eating, they moved to the sitting room and sink into the soft, plush sofa. 

Sated, warm and comfortable, Lyvia felt almost at home in this strange new world.

She stretched luxuriously and yawned. Jinna sat next to her primly, looking nervous and ready to jump up and make a run for it at any moment. 

“That was delicious Callan. Thank you. You have been so hospitable,” Lyvia said. 

“Thank you for the meal Callan,” Jinna said timidly, stealing glances at Callan from under the long lashes. 

Callan bowed and sat across from them.

“It’s been my pleasure. I’ve not had people over for a long time, much less beautiful ladies like you two,” he said charmingly. 

“So, now lets get to business. We need to figure out a way to get you ladies home,” he said.

He called up a screen filled with words and started swiping at it, muttering “world travel” under his breath.

Unable to see what he was reading, Lyvia got up and went to sit next to him. Although it looked transparent from behind, when looking at it directly, it looked solid, like a floating board. Unfortunately, she could not understand most of what was written on it. 

There were pictures though. As Callan swiped through each page, there were beautiful pictures of Vernia and of other worlds. 

Noticing her beside him, he turned to her and pointed at one of the pages.

“See, that’s planet number five, it’s almost destroyed what with the wars and pollution,” he pointed at a picture of a barren wasteland. He swiped again.

“And this is planet number seven, they are so much more advanced than us, heck, they don’t even make babies the normal way anymore, they grow them in a lab,” he pointed at a picture of a strange scape of silvery buildings, clear blue skies, profusion of trees and plants surrounding the buildings and groups of people happily sitting on the grass, surrounded by various animals, including a dragon.

“They have dragons…” Lyvia said in awe. Instead of looking frightened, the people appeared to be patting the dragon and laughing happily. “And the looked happy with the dragon. Won’t it eat them?” she asked.

“Dragons eating people? HAHAHAHA,” Callan burst out laughing. “Dragons are just about the coolest most magical beings in all of the worlds, why would they eat humans?” 

“But..all those tales of fire-breathing..dragons..you know…kidnapping princesses and all,” Lyvia protested, eliciting another burst of laughter from Callan.

“You are hilarious. I totally forgot world two still believes in these false tales,” he said.

He swiped to another page, one titled “Dragons” and several pictures of beautiful dragons of all shapes, sizes and colours filled the page.

“This is a Chinese dragon, they bring rain and water, super helpful, not one for words but that’s okay,” he pointed at a green long dragon with a body that looked like snake.  

“This is the City dragon, they so love hanging out at tall buildings and whatever you do, don’t let them in, they are clumsy and like puppies, they chew on everything, although they are adorable,” he pointed at a squat, furry dragon with huge puppy-dog eyes. 

He continued describing the attributes of a few more dragons excitedly. After the 20th dragon, Lyvia found her eyes glazing over, stifling her yawns and she was fighting sleep. 

Callan sure was excited about dragons, she thought. 

She fought another yawn and leaned closer to Callan to pretend to stare at the screen in interest. 

A mix of lavender,  slightly smoky, and musky scent tickled her nose. She drew in a deep breath and realised that it was Callan’s scent.

It wasn’t often that a man actually smelled nice. 

Unconsciously, she leaned closer to him, almost touching him, continuing to draw in deep breaths of his scent. 

She slid a glance at his excited expression, his hazel eyes bright and shiny, his face almost rapturous in glee. He has a smooth complexion, surprising for a man. And his glossy brown hair  was neatly combed back. 

So engrossed in staring at him that it took her a moment to realise that he had stopped talking and was looking at her questioningly. Their faces were so close, his minty breath assaulted her nostrils.

Wow. Even his breath smells nice, she thought fleetingly before moving her face back a fraction. 

“So?” he asked.

“Err, what did you say?” she asked, trying hard not to blush. She doesn’t do “blushing”. She was NOT a simpering blushing princess, thank you very much. 

“I said, maybe we can try asking the Magical Dragon for help to send you back to Vernia,” he said and pointed to a picture of a massive pastel coloured dragon covered in soft fur with large round eyes and weirdly fitting spectacles perched on its snout. 

“Oh, ok, yeah, sure,” Lyvia replied, suddenly aware of their proximity to each other. She could feel his warmth emanating from him. 

She fought the urge to lean on him and cuddle close to him. 

She was so tired, she is sure his warm body will be perfectly nice to cuddle close to as she falls asleep. 

What am I thinking, she shook her head clear of the image of cuddling close to Callan. 

She must be insane. 

She doesn’t even know him.  

She cleared her throat and felt a blush creeping up her neck. 

Somehow her eyes fell on his firm, sculpted lips. They looked so moist, she was half tempted to lean in and lick it to see if it tasted as sweet as it looked. 

She was just leaning in when she suddenly realised what she was doing, stopped herself and jumped up in horror at her thoughts.

“Okay, so, err…I…err….I…ummm…ya…magic dragon..yup,” she stammered, feeling her neck, face and even ears reddening. 

What is happening to her. She is turning into a blushing simpering princess, something she utterly detested. 

Her heart was pumping furiously too. She felt something deep in the pit of her stomach unfurl. 

It was lust. It must be lust, she told herself. 

Callan is a handsome young man and he smells nice too. He has gorgeous hazel eyes and hair she wished to bury her hands in.  Let’s not talk about his wide shoulders and tall frame. 

So yup, it was definitely lust. Nothing else. 

She must not give in to lust. 

She has lusted after some stable boys when she was a teenager and never actually did anything about it, except to pleasure herself in the privacy of her room when Jinna was not around. 

She felt the stirrings of a mild throb down between her legs at the thought of grabbing Callan and kissing him deeply, burying her hands in his thick brown hair and maybe caress his wide, wide chest. 

She half groaned at her lusty thoughts and shook herself out of it. She is certain her face is as red as the skies earlier today, if not redder. 

She gave herself an imaginary shake to regain her senses. 

Callan’s hazel eyes twinkled up at her and he stood up languidly, unfolding his tall frame effortlessly. He grinned and gave her a wink, as if he knew she almost kissed him. 

“I am sure you are as excited about the dragon as I am,” he declared although she was almost certain he meant to say something else. 

She went to sit with Jinna and crossed her legs uncomfortably, aware of the deep lusty throbbing there as her heart continued to thump furiously. 

Her handmaiden was looking at her with a strange expression that she could not make out. 

She ignored her and took steady breaths to calm her lusty thoughts and horny body. 

Think about Elliot. No, that was a mistake. She had a thing for Elliot for a while too. Him and his firm, muscled body, craggy features and deep voice. They stole a few kisses before and fumbled around in one of the stables after their training sessions but it never went further than that. 

They continued to fool around but never went further than touching and kissing, they never removed their clothes though a few times, Lyvia almost stripped naked and gave in to her desires.  

She had always wondered what it would be like to have s*x with Elliot and not for the first time, she wondered if his manhood was as large as the bulge in his pants seemed every time they fooled around. 

At the thought of manhoods, her eyes involuntarily went to Callan’s crotch and she wondered if his manhood is large and firm. 

She felt another flutter between her legs and shook herself mentally again. What is she doing? Why is she all horny and lusty all of a sudden? 

How can talk of dragons lead to thoughts of jumping on Callan and tearing both their clothes off while she straddle him and ride him till they are both satiated and completed?

Oh my lord, Lyvia Maud Adelaide! Stop it! She admonished herself. 

Think about that ugly prince what-his-name, the one with the moustache and looked like a lecherous rapist, she told herself. 

That worked and she felt her heart rate slowing down and her unwanted blush draining from her face. 

She avoided looking at Callan, as if afraid that one look could make her jump on him and ravish him right there on that soft sofa, in front of Jinna. 

“So, um…er…ya…I agree...ya dd..dragonnss…errr…it’s late, we are tired, we will go sleep first..okay, err..may..maybe we…errr…talk tomorrow,” she stammered out without looking at him, grabbed Jinna’s hands and headed back to their room.

“Okay Maud and Jinni. Have a good rest, I’ll find out where’s the nearest magic dragon so we can go seek out her opinion,” Callan called out to them cheerily. 

Lyvia detected a slight chuckle and a knowing tone among his words but chose to ignore it. He can’t have known how she felt. 

She strode into their room with Jinna in tow and shut the door firmly behind them.