Soon, the two arrived in Ethan's spacious bedroom. Looking at the massive bed—large enough to comfortably accommodate five or six people—Hana shot Ethan a sidelong glance and whispered a teasing, "Hentai..."
Ethan simply shrugged, completely unbothered. He knew the best revenge would be transforming her into his "perfect shape" in a few moments.
"Hana, I'm the only male in this villa," Ethan said as he casually tossed his clothes onto the floor. "Everyone usually washes together in the large communal bath. Why don't you come with me?"
"Huh?!" Hana froze. Even though she had come prepared for a night of intimacy, such a bold invitation right out of the gate was a bit much for her to process. "Is there... no private bathroom?"
"There is," Ethan replied, not wanting to force her. "Almost every bedroom has its own shower. If you don't want to use the bath, you can just knock on a door and borrow one."
Hana, still shy, asked softly, "Doesn't your room have a shower?"
"No," Ethan replied firmly.
Why would he install a shower in his room? The communal bath offered the luxury of a soak, the company of multiple beautiful girls to scrub his back, and the possibility of an impromptu orgy whenever the mood struck. If he ever desperately needed a shower, he could just walk into any girl's bedroom.
Hana: "..."
Ultimately, she chose to borrow a shower elsewhere. To avoid making her wait too long, Ethan didn't linger in the bath. After a quick wash—and having Raynare (Yuma Amano), who happened to be bathing as well, scrub his back—he returned to his room to wait.
As the black veil of night fully draped over the world, Hana finally pushed open Ethan's door, wrapped in a white towel. Her fair skin glowed with a moist, rosy hue from the steam. Ethan immediately stepped forward, his intense gaze drinking in her "freshly bathed" charm and her voluptuous, erotic figure that rivaled any adult movie heroine.
Under Ethan's piercing stare, Hana grew bashful, but she soon looked up at him, her eyes occasionally darting toward his dormant, massive dragon. Ethan wasted no more time. He stepped in front of her, scooped her up in his arms, and laid her on the bed.
Hana's lush body pressed against the sheets, the towel outlining the curves of her heavy breasts and flat belly. Her breathing quickened, her large breasts rising and falling as her beautiful eyes met Ethan's in a look of shy invitation.
Ethan grabbed her shapely, smooth legs and, with his other hand, began to stroke and gently knead the tender "flower valley" through the towel. Hana offered no resistance, her orchid-scented breath puffing against Ethan's face as she let out soft, rhythmic moans.
The intoxicating scent of a virgin filled Ethan's senses. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, her slippery tongue immediately tangling with his. Due to Hana's petite and cute stature, Ethan could easily caress her lower half while simultaneously kneading her incredibly bouncy, full breasts.
Ethan's hand pushed aside the towel covering her chest. Having just come from the shower, she was naturally naked underneath. Her perky, silky breasts spilled into Ethan's palms, and he began to play with and squeeze the youthful, elastic flesh with relish. His other hand slid down her smooth back, eventually coming to rest on her bare, rounded buttocks.
After kneading her firm ass for a while, he slid his hand down into the erotic cleft of her cheeks, only to find it incredibly slick and hot. Hana was highly sensitive; she had already been driven to arousal by his teasing, and her honey-like juices were flowing freely. Embarrassed to have her excitement discovered, she squirmed shyly, her hot belly rubbing forcefully against Ethan's crotch. She moaned "hmmm, hmmm" into his mouth as they continued their deep kiss.
The meddling towel had long since fallen to the floor. Ethan rolled Hana over, embracing her from behind. He gripped her breasts tightly, kneading them with force as his dragon rubbed against the deep valley of her ass. Hana struggled to turn her head back to kiss him, her breath coming in short gasps, occasionally thrusting her hips back against him. She was now drowning in desire, ready to let Ethan take whatever he wanted.
Ethan parted her shapely legs and began to caress her pink, tender "lower mouth." Hana had very little hair down there, and like her head, it was a silver-gray color, mostly concentrated on the slightly protruding mound. The entire valley was a healthy pink, with the tender inner labia still mostly hidden within the outer ones.
Ethan patted the inside of Hana's thighs, signaling her to open wider, and she submissively complied. Satisfied with her obedience, Ethan leaned down and took her slightly erect clitoris into his mouth, beginning to flick it with his tongue. The intense pleasure was too much for a virgin; Hana began to tremble instinctively, her legs threatening to clamp shut.
"Ethan... no... ah..."
Feeling the warmth of her thighs against his cheeks, Ethan mumbled, "Hana, it's okay. It'll feel good in a moment."
He began to lick up and down the length of her slit, his tongue teasing her clitoris and her entrance while his hands rolled the engorged nipples on her massive breasts. The silver-haired, petite-but-stacked girl squirmed uncontrollably, moaning, "Ah... no, no... ahhh!"
Hana was as submissive as a lamb. When Ethan told her to flip over and kneel, she immediately obeyed. Ethan licked her from behind this time, while his right hand reached around the front to play with her clitoris. Hana had never experienced such stimulation; Ethan could hear her gasping and see her hands clawing at the bedsheets—a clear sign she was beginning to enjoy it.
As he licked her pink valley, his hands alternated between her clitoris and her nipples, causing her honey-juices to flow even more. He saw her pink "daisy" (anus) contracting repeatedly—an involuntary physiological response to intense pleasure.
Ethan laid her down and whispered, "Relax your body. Leave the rest to me. I'll try to be as gentle as possible."
Hana closed her eyes and nodded slightly. Ethan guided her soft hand to touch his dragon. Shyly, she flinched back after a single touch.
"Don't be afraid. This is my smallest size; you can take it."
"What?" Hana opened her eyes, looking at Ethan with pure skepticism. She might be inexperienced, but she had attended health class; how could this eight-inch monster be "the smallest"?
Ethan didn't explain that this was his "sealed" size. With his powers restricted, this was as small as it got. Regardless of her confusion, under Ethan's guidance, she finally gripped the burning-hot dragon.
Ethan flipped her over, positioning her on top of him in a classic 69 position. He didn't speak, simply returning his tongue to her overflowing valley. Hana, her eyes heavy with lust, looked at the fiery dragon in her hand and intelligently opened her small mouth, beginning to lick it with her nimble tongue.
"Don't just lick it," Ethan coached between licks of her own slit. "Take it all in. Especially the head—try to suck it like you're eating jelly."
Hana's face was crimson, but she submissively followed his instructions. After a short while, she pulled back, gasping, "Ethan... your thing... it seems to be getting even harder..."
Ethan was reaching his limit. He just needed to ensure Hana was fully ready before the official "dual-cultivation" began. He didn't respond, focusing even more intensely on his caresses. Hana closed her eyes and moaned as Ethan flipped her once more, kissing her deeply while his hands roved over her breasts, narrow waist, and shapely legs.