I've lost control of my life... 2

“Ara~? If you want to further better yourself, then perhaps attempting to tame my little brother would be enough?”
Those were Camilla’s words to Belka after her current improvement hit a bottleneck.
“Ma’am?”
“A wyvern is a wyvern; however, my little Kamui is a breed apart, one not even I was able to fly. Doing what I failed to achieve should suffice, no?”
Belka Instinctively tightened her bandanna.
“When do I begin?”
Her words were short and to the point.
“Ara~ ara~, seeing you so fired up is so cute! Well, you can start immediately~, from this day forth all training shall be devoted to this.”
“Ma’am.”
“I shall expect a full report at the end of the week.”

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That order was given 6 days ago.
Belka was at a loss, she immediately thought of a course of action, one she believed would work 100%, yet she failed immediately.
‘Mmh~? If simply demanding him to transform would work, then I would have done it already~.’
She decided to stalk her prey until the time was right to strike.
All day she remained out of sight and out of mind, when her prey retired to his room, a simple lock picking in the middle of the night was easy.
As she looked upon her prey, sleeping with a stuffed dragon, she realized just how easy killing him would be.
“Why are you so defenseless...?”
When her prey trained, she took note; Sloppy footwork leads to sloppy swordplay.
Even when he would spend an entire evening planning and drawing over blueprints for castle improvements, she would be there; this reminded her of her days growing up in the slums, a feeling she surely missed.
“? What the hell is a crate doing in here?”
Cold sweat began to run down the nape of her neck, her slowly beating heart could be heard as if thumping in her ears.
The feeling that her cover would be blown at any moment was very nostalgic.
“My lord, the preparations are complete.”
“Ah? Yeah, yeah I’ll be right over.”
Too close. Any later and she would have been found out.
It was as she always thought; her crate technique was incredibly risky.
From the small crack on the crate she saw the young prince drop everything he was doing and move to the door, a spring to his step.
She quietly continued her sneaking endeavor.

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The hardy town of Rokkon…
People go about their daily business doing their best for the town they love; unaware of the danger looming overhead, because little did they know that the town has forever been built near the lair of a terrifying dragon!
Belka looked onward from a bush as the young prince seemed to be roleplaying an evil dragon descending on a scaled down town, providing on the fly narration as he did so.
Such a sight made her smile, she believed herself above such trivial things, but after spending six days following the hard working boy around, she felt warm watching such an endearing display; she expected something normal like a meeting with his brothers or sisters, not something so strange.
Such a majestic looking creature acting out its make believe fantasies like a child.
“…Cute.”
She almost forgot why she was there; this was the moment she waited for, the perfect moment to strike!
Equipping her rope, she slowly crawled toward the dragon gleefully stumping various small houses and toppling over a small guard tower, complete with small wooden soldiers.
The garden was empty save for the two.
After getting sufficiently close to her prey, Belka raised herself, and with a start she mounted the tall creature and quickly tied a noose around the dragon’s long slender neck.
The dragon roared, trying to shake off the unknown mass on his back.
Kamui never gave anyone rides, not even his little sister. He hated getting ridden that much.
“WHAT LOWLY CREATURE DARES TO EVEN HAVE THE GALL TO THINK THEY CAN RUIN “ME TIME”!?”
“Tch...!”

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It seems Belka still had much to learn; being used to wyverns, she did not factor in the strong set of forelegs.
She tried to hold on but she lost both her grip and her footing and was quickly thrown off.
Afterwards she tried to apologize, but the only thing that came out was a short “Sorry…”
She was now kneeling inside the room she grew all too familiar with this past week.
Looking down with disappointment at her was Kamui.
“I know you’ve been following me around, Belka…”
“Tch… what gave me away?”
She seemed to have underestimated this child.
“You have this unique feel about you; I always know when you are nearby.”
She could only look down in shame; an assassin whose presence can’t be erased is useless.
“By the way… I knew you were hiding inside that crate.”
“!”
Was she being played with? Was that day when she had to hide in freshly fertilized crops deliberate!?
Was she only able to get close because of her prey’s attention being fully cast on his weird hobby?
“Is there a point to this, young prince?”
“I want to know why, of course. You should know that the sixth day of the week is my precious free day.”
Without losing a beat, Belka told Kamui everything.
“Under orders of Lady Camilla I am to tame you as training, and I shall carry out said orders until completion or death.”
“Wai- what? Seriously? You’ll keep following me around!?”
“Yes.”
This was a declaration of war.
A battle of wills; one would rather die than to be treated as a beast of burden and the other was willing to follow orders even if she were to die doing them.
As they glared at each other, Kamui grinned.
It was something that made Belka feel both happy and angry, when did she start becoming like this?
“Tch, you'll regret it if you underestimate me.”
Kamui suddenly pat her head.
“You’re a very strange girl…”
“Don't touch me!”
Belka, forgoing etiquette, stood up with a subtle red tint appearing on her cheeks and pointed at the young lord.
“If Lady Camilla wills it, then, prepare yourself prince, her will shall be done!”
Without saying anything else she left the room of her own accord.
Tightening her bandanna, she prepared herself for what would be without a doubt, her toughest target yet.

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It was the dead of night.
Standing in front of lord Kamui’s bedroom door was a young woman in dark armor.
She quietly took a knee and began working the lock on the door.
Watching for that familiar subtle sound, she attempted to pick the lock, only to quickly find that the door was already unlocked.
She blushed at herself.
Slowly opening the door, she sneaked into her target’s room.
She believed that if somehow she found something that could coerce the prince she would be able to succeed.
Surveying the dark room she noticed the prince was not in his bed.
Then it hit her; the normally locked door being unlocked, the fact that her intent was already known, it wouldn’t be far-fetched for her target to mount a trap for her.
“I also knew that you watched me sleep, you know?”
She stopped, however her years of experience made sure she wouldn’t be ambushed, looking at a nearby full body mirror she was able to pin point her target’s location through his bright red eyes hiding behind her.
“Do you want to die?”
It wasn’t a threat, being on edge as she was, Belka might accidentally harm anyone dumb enough to appear behind her.
“W-Wha? No…”
Kamui quickly walked to her front.
“You’re really going through with this, huh?”
“Yes.”
“You do know I hate it, right?”
“Yes.”
“If you keep coming into my room at night I won’t be able to sleep.”
“Tch…”
Kamui sighed and walked to his door and locked it.
Belka readied herself for anything.
“I-I have a proposition…”
“Speak.”
“W-Well, seeing as you will never stop until you get what you want then I’ll let you… you know… do what you want on the condition that you’ll let me have you for t-the rest of the night.”
Her eyes narrowed, any common man would find themselves at knife point if they proposed something like that to her.
She doesn’t like to be near others, why would she want to be touched?
“Y-You don’t really have to do it.”
Kamui scratched his cheek and presented the door key.
“You can just use the key to leave… not that you’d need it…”
“I accept.”
“R-Really!?”
This completely shattered Belka’s view of Kamui, but her orders mattered more than her flesh, and the lord was a man after all.
And to be frank with herself, if she had to do such a deed, the young lord wouldn’t be a bad choice.
Making her decision in her heart, she stepped forward.
“Do whatever you want... If you need something of me then say it.”
“S-So forward…”
Kamui was now having second thoughts on this, it was just too stimulating, but going this far already, he felt like he needed to see it through.
Reaching his hand out, he gulped under the curious gaze of the girl in front of him, and went for it.
“?! Huh...? Don't carelessly pet my head!”
“But it’s what I wanted. You have such soft hair…”
“Ha... withdraw your hand, I don't need praise.”
This was getting weird.
Kamui didn’t seem so sure of what to do anymore and kept stroking her head.
She liked the feeling, but for a man with full reign over a woman to simply play with her hair?
Suddenly Kamui withdrew his hand.
Noticing how unsure kamui really was she crossed her arms.
“You're really weird...”
It was true, Kamui was a bit of a social oddball, and this was the only way he thought to act.
“I’m not really that good with people… especially girls…”
“Then I will take the lead…”
She put her hands on his shoulders and…
She began to fidget on the spot.
Awkward silence permeated the room.
Belka was just as inexperienced and socially awkward as kamui.
“What should I do?”
“Let’s just call this off; I can’t d-deal with this...”
“Young lord, you seemed so sure before…”
“Ah ah, that… It’s embarrassing, but, normally I’m very unsure of myself…”
Kamui never was good with swords or magic, and neither was he as strong as his brothers, however once he shifted into his dragon form he was unbeatable, he actually felt in control.
Seeing how he was the only dragon, even if just half, around, he turned to books for help, unluckily for him the only fictional dragons to mold himself after that he encountered were chaotic, evil, and megalomaniacs…
“So this afternoon…”
“I like to act like an evil dragon…”
Kamui scratched his head in embarrassment.
“Then... what would an evil dragon do if someone entered its lair?”
“W-Well… he’d… KILL ANYONE THAT DARED TO TRESPASS ON HIS DOMAIN!”
The kamui from this afternoon started showing himself.
“However, Belka is clearly a heroine! Such cool armor and skill, I’d try to make her my plaything!”
Belka wondered what kind of fiction he was reading to come up with such a scenario, however, she reminded herself of the task at hand.
With renewed vigor, Kamui began to caress her face.
Belka closed her eyes, even after saying that, to just go back to light skinship.
“You never learn...”
Not saying anything, Kamui began to kiss the woman in front of him; unlike her personality, her lips were warm and inviting, yet, her lack of social cues still held her back.
Kamui’s hands suddenly wandered downward, searching for a comfortable hold.
“Nn... the armor's in the way, right?”
Saying that, Belka broke away from the kiss and began undoing the straps on her armor.
It was a slow process, one that Kamui was inclined to help with.
“...Thank you... you know... this was once Lady Camilla's armor...”
“Yeah… she truly was graced with great growths…”
Removing her top armor, her pert breasts showed themselves fully.
Belka seemed to be a girl that didn’t wear a bra.
Feeling somewhat self-conscious, Belka apologized for her lack of figure.
“A-AH… FOR A LOWLY HUMAN, YOU ARE QUITE ENTICING!”
“You're praising me... right?”
Belka felt heat rising to her cheeks.
Finally removing the last piece of armor, belka went for her cloak.
“No, leave it on.”
“Fufu… how deviant… do you want me to keep my bandanna too?”
“YES!”
Now fully naked save for her frayed cloak, bandanna and panties she guided the prince to the bed.
“What would an evil dragon do to his defenseless plaything on the bed like this…?”
‘BRUTALLY RAVAGE!’ was what Kamui wanted to say, to keep with Belka’s robotic sounding roleplay, however, he didn’t know if he could follow through with that, her round pale breasts seemed like the best course of action.
Kamui grasped at the soft mounds and began feeling them unabashedly; every time he gave a light squeeze it would elicit a low moan from the wyvern rider.
“Nnn...~”
Wanting to hear more from the girl, he began gently kneading her hardening nipples.
“Ahn~...I don't hate this...”
With his teeth, kamui began nibbling at her ear.
“Stop it...~”
Finally, things were starting to heat up; Belka turned her head to allow kamui easier access to further assault her soft ear lobe and lied down on the soft bed.
While Kamui was fully immersed in exploring her well-toned body, Belka felt an uncomfortable bump on her back, once she reached to grab it she saw that it was the stuffed dragon Kamui sleeps with every night.
“Is there a point to this? Isn’t the prince too old for such things?”
“W-What?”
Looking at what Belka held in front of him he faltered.
“To be sleeping with such things at your age... its unmanly… perhaps, prince is still a child?”
It seemed this killed the mood; however, Kamui snatched the well-kept toy from her hands.
“So what if I sleep with something like this!? I always felt like an outsider to my family… this thing was sown by my beloved sister to cheer me up! I made a promise that I would always cherish it no matter what! No matter what anyone says I won’t ever break my promise! I will keep it until the day I die! To break a promise made to a woman over petty mocking? That seems like the true unmanly thing to do!”
After the short outburst over such a trivial matter Belka smiled.
“Is this… lord Kamui’s true self?”
“What of it!?”
“I like this one better than the evil dragon…”
After saying something like that Belka moved in to seal her lips with the weird youth on top of her.
“R-Really? What a c-coincidence, I like Belka too! To be honest I would never to something like this with anyone else…”
Belka felt a strange feeling in her stomach, she felt like her heart would burst.
“…I want to touch you too...”
After saying that she pushed Kamui into a sitting position on the bed.
“Show me your s-sword…”
“My sword? Why do yo- oooh.”
Removing his pants, his member showed itself, semi erect.
The teal haired girl started prodding at it.
She never did anything like this, however the slums was no place for a child to live alone, while she was sneaking around she had the misfortune of seeing such acts being done on the alleys she called home, had she not had the aptitude to become a remarkable assassin she might have ended up becoming one of the many street walkers herself.
With a gentle, yet strong grip she began working the shaft.
“T-This is really happening?”
“Be quiet…”
The spear in her hand hardened and grew, and steeling herself, she wrapped her moist lips around the tip.
Her warm, wet mouth felt like heaven to Kamui, he could feel her tongue caressing his lower head will a single hand continued working the bulging member.
Feeling like he needed to do something, he reached his hand down on her head and stroked her hair.
Unsteadily sucking her lover, Belka herself was becoming aroused; the warm hard feeling of the foreign object entering her mouth, the musky scent, the lewd noises they were making… Unconsciously her own hand began moving along her body, through her heaving chest, past her toned stomach and down her wet panties until arriving at her damp folds.
“This feels good... because of you~.”
“I-I’m at m-my limit…”
Belka looked up at her lover’s pained face and opened her mouth to receive his seed.
“Fuu~... let it out~.”
Hearing the all right, Kamui gave himself over to his need; his mind went numb and his legs locked, with a grunt he released his pent up lust over the wyvern rider’s flushed face and waiting tongue.
While Kamui fell back onto the bed, Belka swallowed his seed while still pleasuring herself, it was hot, thick and bitter; she believed it to be an acquired taste.
She still needed more from Kamui.
Wiping her face with her cloak, she removed her now, drenched, undergarments and climbed on the bed.
Grasping at the solid snake, she made her intention of sneaking it into her shadow moses clear.
“Are… you sure about this, Belka?”
She nodded.
“I will…. give all of myself only to you...”
Kamui’s lustful expression was all she needed to take the plunge.
Her warm folds gave away to pain.
“Tch...!”
Blood began trickling down her thigh.
“Are you alright?”
She said nothing, only lowered herself more and more.
“Just this amount… I can withstand this pain…”
If Belka’s mouth felt like heaven then her womanhood felt like penile nirvana.
Filling her warm velvet walls fully, Kamui was already biting his lower lip; had he not climaxed once before he would’ve surely done it now.
Thoroughly cleaning her mouth of any trace of Kamui’s seed, she leaned down on his body.
“I love you so much it's unbearable...”
She gave him another kiss; this one deeper than the others, going past his lips and scouting his mouth.
Grabbing hold of Belka’s hips, Instinctively, Kamui began slowly rocking his own up and down.
“N-no... I’m still- Ah...!”
Belka still felt pain with every thrust, though it quickly began to subside and give way to pleasure.
The bed began to creak soundly as the two began to pick up pace.
Grabbing one of her supple mounds she began rocking her hips in rhythm with Kamui.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room.
Belka began feeling herself reach her limit.
“Ha...~ Ha...~ f-faster, my lord...”
Picking up pace, Kamui began to feel himself reaching his threshold as well.
With one final thrust, Kamui emptied himself inside Belka; this was enough to make her reach her sweet release, and as her body shook violently in ecstasy she continued to grind herself against Kamui.
Collapsing, exhausted, on top of the man that spent himself inside her she quickly fell asleep.
This whole week she barely rested, and with a smile she rarely showed she whispered to herself:
“Mission… Complete…”
Kamui himself did not fare any better, and, wrapping his arms around the content girl, he also drifted off to sleep.

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“Ara~!? You actually did it? Amazing!”
After that night, as promised, Kamui allowed Belka to do what she wished and even went as far as to fly her around the whole grounds twice, Belka herself was happy about how their relation developed.
“Mhm~ I recognize the look of a fulfilled maiden when I see it. Your report please, I’m dying to know how you got my beloved Kamui to allow you such a privilege.”
“Ma’am.”
Standing at attention Belka began her report of this week.
From day one through six she calmly reported her endeavors; getting “ara ara~” responses, giggles and praise from Camilla.
Once Belka began reporting the events that transpired on the night of the sixth day her face grew red and she began to stutter, Camilla too, started letting out other type of reactions and “ara~ ara~”
“My Kamui became a man without me knowing!?”
Camilla blushed and held her face with her hands.
“And with my cute Belka no less~”
She swayed her body in bliss.
“Lady Camilla, please…”
“Does that mean my cute Belka is now my sister-in-law!?”
Unable to control herself Camilla quickly pulled the blushing girl into her large bosom.
“Please make my beloved Kamui happy!”
Then suddenly an idea popped up in her head.
The big sister closed in on the short haired girl’s ear and whispered.
“Ara~ ara~ I can still smell the deed on you, Belka, perhaps you would like your big sister to help you bathe?”
“M-Ma’am?”
“I order you to go bring my little Kamui with you to the bath house for a thorough cleaning…”
“!”
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Belka? Belka!? BEEEEELKAAAAAA!