《The Dragon Clan Revived》Chapter 6.5: Campfire Conundrums
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Hey guys so I made this little mini chapter because I realized I don't give enough depth to my characters and I figured it would be fun if I added this sort of filler.
Ahem, anyways I'm not going to formally poll this question but, would you guys be okay with sex scenes? I know some people get put-off by reading them and leave, so I wanted to avert the crisis as best as I can. If you do want the ero stuff then it will be very descriptive, not skimming. So it's either a full-on no or a full-on yes. No in between.
Hope you enjoy this mini-chap!
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*Crackle*…*Crackle*…
Nighttime descends as fire in the middle of a small clearing in the mountains blazes, lighting up the surrounding area. Sitting near the campfire are 4 figures radiating an awkward vibe; waiting for someone to break the ice and end the unceasing silence. Luckily an abrupt savior roars from the depths of the bowels of a member in the group.
*grooooowwl*
“Uwah, Max that was loud, I thought we were about to get attacked from a monster, is your hunger proportional to your human-form and dragon-form? We might have a species going extinct before you get full.”
The cheery harmonious voice that followed was Dawn, the new addition to the rag-tag group of misfit monsters (and Rexx…). Ever since she showed Xaramax her human-form, everyone has come to understand her personality. Bright and chipper to say the least. Most obviously exhibited by the nickname assigned to Xaramax or in her case ‘Max’. Typically Xaramax would set things straight with a karate chop to the head; however he has had some insight into the dynamic of social interactions.
Something a person would most likely already understand but which recently dawned on him (no pun intended). A group needs at least one person who can always stay in high spirits! Even he, who could care less about pleasantries amongst others, figured out that every once in a while a happy person will make a happy day.
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Not to say that Nikki isn’t a pleasant person, however most of the time when she is not trying to execute her subtle or not so subtle sexual advances (which fail, much to her dismay), she will be doing other nonsensical activities. Truthfully, it involves fantasizing about regions of erotic life both figuratively and literally. All that aside, when it comes to fighting she has no problem proving her worth. Okay maybe she does swing her hips provocatively or shift a bit of cleavage around too much, when dodging an attack to give a little fan-service for Xaramax (fails too) but that’s just a minor slip-up (damn the puns!).
'Of course I'm not a total blockhead and I see and understand her intentions--even a blind person could….oops dammit. Blind jokes are a no-no.'
Although he would like to state some jokes relating handicapped persons, it is bad taste and the setting along with those listening makes for a bad combination. He is slowly forcing himself to learn social decorum, even if he believes there is no reason for it. This doesn’t stem from haughtiness and narcissism, but a lack of need for doing so.
Back to the topic of his lack of romantic development…
‘I know the opportunity is there to take, and take it I will! But seriously, we are in a forest right now and not to mention there is an audience…maybe I should have killed the guy earlier…what was his name? Rexx? Nah he could be of some use later on. Plus he’s technically my first minion. ‘Minion’, because he is not to an equal level as the others. Ah, am I sounding like an ass? I used to be a firm believer of equal rights! I still am kind of, but maybe it’s the effect from becoming a dragon? Speaking of dragons, I need to get along with making those women pop some babies out. Vulgar language is needed to hype myself up for some vulgar activities about to go down. Which leads back to when I’m going to do those activities? Argh! I’m a dragon, I shouldn’t need to worry about formalities such as ‘setting the mood’. If I want them I take them!...This is doing nothing for my sexual drive. I need to be a gentleman though. Or...gentlemandragon?’
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Thus he continues to ponder on his desires while completely oblivious to the fact that Rexx has already cooked dinner for all of them. Rexx is now the servant in charge of daily necessities including hunting for food and cooking. Sometimes he gets a reprieve when Xaramax decides to go hunting as a dragon, making for fewer mouths to feed. Valexii does her own hunting.
Finally the aroma of freshly cooked food wakes Xaramax from his never-ending reflection of do’s and don’ts. Upon waking from his stupor he realizes he’s petting Dawn’s tail while she is panting with a flushed face. He is startled by the unexpected development then remembers in his past life he was always attracted to women who cosplay with animal ears like a moth to a flame. Even though she (in his opinion) is not neko material—mainly because she is a wolf—it is still enough to satisfy his lust for the furry, fluffy and heavenly appendage males on earth would fight the devil to touch.
‘Ahhh, and she is mine fufufu~’
“Uhm, Nikki why is *pant* he not letting me *pant* go??”
Everyone else is looking at Xaramax like he is some odd species that parents tell their kids not to go near…which is true. Nikki is a bit sad that she can’t make Xaramax feel that way, while Rexx is……using the insignificant amount of brain cells to muster up a solution as to why did he get himself into this? Xaramax would most likely reply to this saying: “Sometimes stupid people don’t know they are stupid unless you inform them yourself.”
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