Sweet dreams and a song

The dragon slept as peacefully as if he was a real child. He really does not appear 'that' young, I have seen boys like him already married or dying in a war, she thought as she felt his weight over her, but it would be better for me to infantilize him. I don't care if he is not actually a child, he must feel like one when talking to me. This would be a long route, one of careful plotting and deception, he would grow under her wings, and she would go step by step, slowly building his morals, his identity and world-views. He would conquer the world with his fire, but she would have the reins of his heart, his cock and his mind.

He still was too heavy to be lifted by and elf, but luckily the sorceress had magic on her side. As he carried him in her arms a subtle snore came from the sleeping demigod. What a cute visage. The boy clung to her like and destitute orpham, tucked in the heavy cape, and his eyes frowned when they reached the outside world, the light of the evening sun disturbing his sleep. "What is that, Lunn...?" He said half slept.

"Just the sun, my sweet child. Go back to sleep."

"You brought the sun for me?"

"Of course. I will do anything for you."

She did not go straight to centre of the human kingdoms, as she originally intended. It will be better to avoid all cities for a while. Soon, the dark of night came, and for that whole night she descended the mountain, not actually walking but levitating just a few centimetres over the floor. The amount of mana present in the dragon's cum had been more than enough for such a frivolous use of magic to be affordable and for her to not need any sleep. It was a quick and silent descent, and the boy slept through the whole of it. They reached a forest on the outskirts of the human kingdom, and there she found a beautiful lake with deep amethyst waters, surrounded by lush trees and the flowers of spring. This place reeks of life magic. Dreadful.

She had thought carefully about her next move. She remembered the customs of the surface elves, fairies and dryads, she had know a whole lot about them from her days in Kar-Naggrond. The annoying pests loved to sing, and they did it every time they could, even when they were chained and **** to serve their cruel masters. Lunnara wasn't very skilled in the whole singing thing, but she had her illusion magic to compensate for that, she remembered the sound that the musician slaves made, and that was enough. She would conjure the sound, but change the words.

And so, the dragon awoke in a lush paradise, with a beautiful woman singing by the lake, as she slowly combed her long hair.

"There was a good prince, oh brave that he was. He fought for his lady with brave fiery heart. Oh, the prince was tall and handsome, strong as a hundred men. His words were true, his sword made of stars, and every young lady wanted his hand. But the prince was true to his one only love and he will not side with king or lord. He would fought but for justice, for honor and to bring a smile to the one she loved."

"That's beautiful..." Said the young dragon with dreamy eyes that looked at her like she was a morning miracle.

"Oh, dear lord..." She said faking modesty and shame, the comb falling from her hands. "Did I just wake you? I'm so sorry, I didn't realise..."

"No, it's ok. You... you have a beautiful voice."

"Oh, don't say that. You are mocking me!" She said with a smile, her cheeks blushing.

"I'm not... it really was... Who was this prince?"

"Oh, just the nonsense of an old hag, don't pay attention to those things. It's just a silly song for a silly old woman."

"You are not old! You are..." He said, but then fell into silence, suddenly aware of his indiscreet words and blushing even more than her.

He is soooo cute.

"Well, it is nice to see you this lively for once." said Lunnara. "You slept like a log through the whole night."

"I was... tired."

"Oh, that I believe." She giggled them, and her laughter sounded as magical as the song had.

"Did you..." He hesitated for a while before continuing. "Did you like my..."

"Your cum?"

"Yes... I didn't see... was it enough?" He asked, deeply worried, looking at the ground in shame."I can make more if it wasn't."

Oh, sweet boy, it was like a flood send by an angered god, to drown all of creation. It was delicious. It made me cum so hard that I lost the fucking track of time, it was more than enough... but yes, my lovely child, you will make MORE.

"It was adequate." She said, her stern and authoritarian tone returning. The face of the boy became a mask of terror. "But don't be afraid, it was more than enough to show that your feelings were true, but love is not a one night thing, young man, this you must understand. It must be proven day after day with perseverance and diligence."

"I understand." He said while getting up, trying to sound all noble and serious, but then a rumble came from his stomach and that ruined his lordly performance.

"Oh, it's our dragon hungry?" She said motherly.

"I... I am."

Lunnara smiled a wide and luminous smile. "Well, what can we do about that, I wonder...?"