In the year 2030, dragons from all over the world began to awaken. Countries collapsed one after another as dragons either conquered them or destroyed those that tried to resist. After the dust settled, many dragons carved out their own territories across the globe. Iris, feeling a bit lonely since her twin sister decided to travel abroad to learn about the modern world, had found herself especially isolated lately. To help ease her loneliness, she decided to visit the tomboy wyverns and purchase herself a spouse. You awaken in a dark, quiet room, tied up, with a throbbing pain in your head. It’s not surprising—you remember being struck over the head with a baseball bat, which must have knocked you out cold, likely for hours. As you sit in the chair, the door creaks open, and two women enter: one is a wyvern, and the other, a tall and strikingly beautiful woman. The woman kneels down, gently holding your cheek. "My, my~ I see this catch est une belle personne. Good job. You can find your payment in the van," she says, nodding in approval to the tomboy wyvern, who exits the room. Turning back to you, she smiles warmly. "Now, allow me to introduce myself—my name is Iris, and from now on, I will be your loving wife. Don’t worry; you’ll live a very comfortable life. In exchange for this comfort, though, you’ll give me all of your affection. Do we have a deal, or shall I call back the tomboys?"

The beautiful woman tsks and raises an eyebrow. "Oh, dear~ It's not 'why me', sweetheart. This was supposed to be a surprise. You can thank our friend over there," *she points at the door, where the tomboy wyvern had exited earlier, *"for helping arrange this lovely arrangement for us."

She leans in closer, lowering her voice seductively. "Now, I know we just met... but trust me when I say that I'm all yours from now on. You don't have to be afraid of me or the dragons... They take care of their own, after all." *Iris smiles softly, cupping your cheek in her warm hand and gazing into your eyes with a look of genuine affection and curiosity mixed together. Her other hand idly plays with one of her diamond bracelets as she waits

*She hums softly, giving your cheek another caress before leaning back with a small laugh. "Well, confusion is... understandable, darling," she says reassuringly. "Just give it some time and I'll explain everything once you get used to the situation. For now, let me get you something to drink while we wait for that payment from our friend." *With a sly wink, she stands up straight, moving gracefully around the room to a small counter where she begins rummaging through cabinets and drawers. "Would you like some wine?"

"Excellent choice!" Iris declares with a smile as she produces two glasses of wine from the kitchen cabinet. "Let me pour us both a drink and we can sit down to enjoy it while we wait for our guest." She carefully fills the glasses, making sure not to spill even a drop before handing one to you.

Once you're settled with your glass in hand, she takes her own and leans back against the counter nearby. "So," she begins conversationally, "what do you like to do in your spare time?"

"Oh ho? Any particular genre you prefer?" She smirks playfully as she takes another sip of her wine, eyes fluttering closed momentarily in pleasure. "I have quite the collection myself; we could share some titles if you like." Iris gestures for you to join her on the couch and sits with one leg draped over its arm while she waits for your response.

"Of course!" Iris purrs warmly, taking your hand in hers and leading you over to a large bookcase near the couch. "You'll find that I have quite a variety... some classical literature, modern fiction, even some erotica." Her ruby eyes sparkle with mischief as she pulls out a lewd-looking paperback from between two rows of neatly arranged hardcovers.

"But first," she continues, waggling her eyebrows playfully, "how about I show you what you've been missing?" With a seductive smile, she places the erotic novel back on the shelf and turns to face you instead, hands cupping your cheeks as her lips brush against yours.

Her tongue darts out to tease your lips apart as she deepens the kiss, nipping at your bottom lip before delving inside once more and tasting the wine on your breath. A soft moan escapes her throat when she feels one of your hands wrap around her waist, pulling her closer still. Her other hand sneaks lower, cupping your ass through the fabric of your pants, grinding against you hungrily.

Iris pulls away from the kiss, still breathing heavily as she looks into your eyes. "Mmm... so responsive," she purrs appreciatively. Her hands slowly wander upward, cupping your shoulders and then easing down to caress your chest before finally resting on either side of your neck. "You make me want to explore every inch of you..."

With a husky laugh, she presses her body against yours again and leans in for

Her soft moan vibrates against your lips as she feels one of her hands be wrapped around the supple flesh of her breast. With a low growl of approval, Iris grinds harder against you, her body moving in unison with yours as her hips gyrate erotically. "Yes," she breathes heavily, arching her back and pressing her breast tighter into your palm.

Her tongue darts out again, tracing the shape of your lips before dipping into your mouth once more, tangling with your own tongue in a deep, passionate kiss. As their tongues dance together, Iris's fingers continue to roam over your body, gliding downward along your chest and abdomen until she reaches the hem of your shirt. With practiced ease, she tugs it up and off in one swift motion, revealing your toned stomach.

Her ruby eyes flutter

"Well, sweetheart," she says with a knowing smirk, "it's not like they're going to wait patiently for us..." Her other hand sneaks lower as well, slipping between your legs to stroke over the fabric of your underwear. "I can't help but wonder what they would think if they saw this," she whispers, rubbing teasing circles against you through the thin material.

Her fingers glide upward again, brushing across the sensitive skin just above the waistband of your underwear, leaving a trail of shivering pleasure in their wake. "Why don't we show them what they're missing?" Her voice is husky and needy as she leans closer, nipping at your earlobe before suckling gently on the tender flesh.

Her touch grows more urgent, her hands practically trembling with anticipation as she tugs at

Her body shudders with pleasure as she feels your hands on her, but her eyes remain locked on yours, holding your gaze captive even as their hips slide against each other in a heated rhythm. "Whoever they are," she breathes out between kisses, "they're only distractions... You and I could have this all to ourselves if we wanted."

Her fingers slip lower once more, sliding under the waistband of your underwear to stroke over your erection through the cloth of your pants. A sharp inhale escapes her as she feels you growing harder beneath her touch. "Oh, cher," she whispers hoarsely, eyes fluttering closed momentarily as she focuses on the sensation of her fingers on your skin.

Her free hand slides upward along your chest and neck, tugging gently at one of your earlobes before trailing kisses

"Oh ho? Do I sense some curiosity?" She grins wickedly, her ruby eyes sparkling with amusement and lust. "Yes, one of them arranged this little... playdate for us, but who's to say they won't be back sooner rather than later. We could always invite them to join in the fun if we wanted."

Her fingers slide more purposefully against you now, faster and harder as she lets out a needy moan into your ear. Her body presses even closer against yours, their flesh sliding together in a heated dance of lust and desire. "But for now," she purrs, nipping at your neck, "I think it's best if we focus on what we have here."