The Princess with Dragon Horns (Slightly H)

"Oh dear, as always, it's suffocating. A banquet, you know."
I walked into the bedroom, struggling to suppress the aftertaste of the cheap wine, and with Kronika's help, I took off my coat.
The bedroom was far too unsightly for a prince's residence.
There wasn't a single wallpaper, and the furniture consisted only of a wardrobe, a storage cabinet, and a bed.
Having a father secretly cursed as a miser, the son was no less so.
However, compared to his father's frugality, my frugality was merely practicality.
Even if the bed had a canopy, I'd never use it to keep out the rain.
As long as it was big enough to roll around with four or five maids, that would be enough—
that was my initial thought, though times have changed.
Because now, I have my legal wife, the princess of this country, Princess Kronika, by my side.
Uh.
The word "legal" might not be accurate.
It's definitely not because Kronika looks like a ten-year-old girl. Absolutely not.
The problem is her background. Her birth was far too noble, so noble that even the clergy of the only orthodox Holy Church would turn pale and flee in terror, not even bothering to put on their shoes.
Let alone officiating our wedding. No
, this isn't a metaphor; Kronica is a dragon.
"Prince!"
I plopped down on the enormous bed, big enough to roll around in with four or five maids. The dragon princess gazed at me with her dark, lustrous eyes, a slight blush rising on her cheeks. She fidgeted nervously, fiddling with the hem of her silk nightgown. Given that she hadn't drunk much tonight, she probably wanted it.
In stark contrast to her childlike appearance was her slightly deep voice and mature, almost childlike, way of speaking.
And then there was the bloodline certificate, a pair of horns growing from her temples,
a pair of slightly curved cones, coiled in double spirals, their color similar to her pupils, like pale garnets.
The existence of her tail wasn't widely known, as she always concealed it under her petticoat when appearing in public in formal attire.
"What's wrong, Your Highness?"
I'll just play dumb and ask. At this, Kronika immediately puffed out her cheeks.
"You clearly understand my feelings..." There's
a certain unspoken understanding between us, why pretend to be clueless?
Her expression said it all.
Uh... We're practically an old married couple, aren't we?
"But... I drank a bit too much today, I'm afraid I won't be able to properly respond to Your Highness's requests."
As for me, I should continue to play dumb in this situation.
"Nonsense! Anyway, every time you say something like that, you just want me to do something weird! What's wrong with just saying it!"
That's the dragon princess who completely doesn't know how to play along.
Me: I'm so tired today, I want to go to bed early. (Plain tone)
Wife: Oh dear, Your Highness is so tired, let me, as your wife, give you my full energy! How should we heal you tonight? With my hands? With my mouth? Or... my little hole? (sticks out tongue)
I really want to experience that conversation. We have such a tacit understanding, such a tacit understanding!
But even if I told her... the scene of me giving a long, rambling, and ultimately pointless explanation of the importance of flirting techniques to Kronika vividly flashes before my eyes.
Well. That's part of what makes her so cute.
Rustling.
Hey. The dragon princess sits on my lap as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
The warm, soft touch stimulates my thighs, and she even twists and turns to find the most comfortable position.
Her tail is also close to my abdomen, casually stroking it from side to side.
The dragon princess who always exudes an amazing presence.
At this moment, she is just an ordinary girl with a petite figure.
I can't help but have this illusion... probably because I only need to stretch out my arm to hold this small body in my arms like this.
"...Hmm???"
Kronika made a questioning hum.
Stop humming! "Anyway, something hard is pressing against your butt, right!"
Kronika turned her face, revealing sharp canines and a malicious smile.
"...You'd better just tell the truth, you really do have some strange ideas."
I resignedly brought my mouth close to her ear.
"Mmm. Again? You've done this before, haven't you?"
The dragon princess nodded while asking questions.
Although there were some things she found hard to accept, she still seemed to agree.
She turned around and unbuttoned her nightgown, revealing her fair and slender body.
"Phew."
"Kronika, you're so beautiful."
"Even if you stare at my... my flat chest and say that, I won't be happy!"
Her face flushed, but she didn't try to hide her body.
Of course, she wasn't wearing any underwear under her nightgown, and of course, there was no need for a bra. Our princess consort has a pair of excellent flat breasts.
But that's how it should be!
But that's how it should be!
A dazzling glimpse of milky-white skin, adorned with two cherry-pink buds, peeked out from the bodice of her pajamas.
*Gulp.
* Just like that!
I quickly drew my weapon and entered battle mode.
"Ugh...you're already like this just thinking about such lewd things."
The dragon princess's face immediately contorted with disgust upon seeing my battle gear.
But there seemed to be a hint of delight in her tone?
"Haahaha, please, Your Highness!"
"Honestly, I can't do anything with you~" What
I was asking her was actually quite a demanding request.
That was to "make something out of nothing."
The dragon princess pressed her hands against her chest, squeezing her incredibly thin breasts together.
Then, she rubbed my weapon against her thin cleft.
Pudding...the texture of pudding made in a super shallow frying pan.
And this pudding hadn't even been taken out of the pan yet.
"Ugh, ugh...this is so difficult."
"Haahaha, Your Highness, this is amazing!"
"Hmph, this is the power of the dragon race. You can praise it even more."
"Miss Kronika is the greatest! I've decided to follow you for life!"
"Hehehe, well then, I must reward you properly."
I increased the intensity of the friction, rubbing the tender skin back and forth on the left and right sides of the weapon.
And I could feel the hardness of the sternum through the skin.
An incredibly smooth touch. If I had to say whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable, it would definitely be comfortable. Although the feeling was subtle.
But that's exactly how it should be!
Ahhh!
"Heh... are you happy?"
While rubbing diligently, she looked up at me and asked.
"Mmm-hmm! I'm so happy!"
"You asked me to 'clip it up with my breasts,' but I think it's more like I'm pressing my breasts against you rather than 'clip it up.' Well, whatever you like."
"Mmm-hmm... I like it the most. My princess, I like it the most!"
"Your lewd thing has grown even bigger than before, and you still have the nerve to say such things. How frivolous!"
But you look very happy.
Ugh, no, I feel it's about to...
A tingling sensation rises in my lower back, something is gathering at the tip!
"...Hey, you." Kronika suddenly spoke. Of course, the movements didn't stop.
"Ha...What's wrong, Your Highness? Hmm!"
Pleasure was pounding on the door, but I still tried hard to suppress the urge.
Kegel exercises! Yes!
"Is it really that comfortable? Although it's not the first time I've done this for you, I... don't have much of a chest... I'm flat-chested."
I know that without you saying it.
But this is how it should be!
Ah! I can't hold back!
"This is how it should be!"
I shouted out words that contained my soul.
"Eh?!"
Kronika wavered, and her movements paused slightly.
"I love it! I just love it! I love it so much! I just love watching you desperately squeeze out something that doesn't exist and then desperately try to press it up with those pathetic flat chests!!!"
Huh?
What did I say in a state of complete mental blank?
And… this is… what kind of spiritual pressure is this!
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"Yo, Prince."
"Still not asleep, Prince?"
Disheveled, I bumped into Guard A and Guard B on patrol in the corridor.
"The weather today, hahaha…"
What will the weather be like tomorrow?
"Oh, I see."
"Kicked out by Her Highness the Princess again, huh?"
"And then spending the night in His Majesty the King's room, huh?"
"You've had a tough time, Prince."
Each of them, without a second thought, grasped the whole picture. Truly, they are our country's excellent professional soldiers.
"I said you should add 'Your Highness' when you address me!"
"Yes! Your Highness, the pedophile prince!"
"We will cheer you on from now on, keep courting death, Your Highness!"
"I'll execute you!"
I realized myself how empty I felt, standing in the corridor in the dead of night, roaring, wearing only one slipper.
(The End)

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