Practice Before Bed?

I'm a Dragon. 

I'm a Dragon. 

I'M A DRAGON!  

Lola screamed inside her head as she sat at the table inside her room in front of a small bowl of water. The sun was setting, dinner was over, and the moonlight would soon illuminate her room to replace the fading sun. 

Her eyes were squinting, then opening then repeating over and over as she continuously chanted the phrase in her head while focusing on the bowl. She refused to even blink in case it potentially disrupted any ongoing swirls of magic inside her body. 

She was trying everything in her power to make the small bowl freeze, while Sholin sat next to her watching intently. He was thankful he had moved the table in sooner than later otherwise he felt they'd be in the kitchen staring at a bowl of water while being lectured by Grandma. 

The princess let out a loud gasp and as she slumped back in her chair causing the 2 front legs to rise off the floor briefly before dropping back down. "I believe I'm a dragon's child," she complained to her fairy, "but I can't figure out how to make my abilities come out." She scooched her chair back a few inches before holding her right hand out, palm up with all her fingers apart. She squinted at the bowl once more, holding her breath as she concentrated as hard as she could. "I'm a dragon!" she yelled at it; but nothing happened. 

She turned slightly to look at her handsome fairy who was trying everything in his power not to laugh at her. His lips were curled in while the space between his nose and upper lip began to puff out as it held back a chuckle. 

"You haven't suggested anything to help me in the past, what? Few hours?" she began, her voice carrying a hint of annoyance and anger. 

"I'm sorry," he quickly gained control of himself, straightening himself up like he was at attention while sitting down. 

"No, no," her voice lowered, "I'm sorry, I guess I'm just trying to do too much at once." She looked outside as the sky got darker and darker by the minute. "I haven't even been here a full day, and already I'm trying to prepare myself to take over an entire Island; an Island I don't even know the location of." Sholin relaxed slightly, standing up from his chair to position himself behind his princess. His acorn shoes clicked against the floor as he made his way behind her, before placing his brawny hands on either of her delicate, exposed shoulders. 

She was in a pink nightgown that had a long slit up the side of the leg, replacing her barely there dress she had on throughout the day. It had taken her quite a while to find something a bit more conservative, but it was obvious the princess before her had embraced her sexuality without issues; unlike herself. 

"Why couldn't he had reincarnated my soul with more confidence? I look like a model but feel like a potato," she accidentally said aloud. 

Sholin finally chuckled at her as he began to gently massage her shoulders. "Why do you feel like a potato? If you feel like one then you most definitely don't believe you're a dragon, princess." He leaned down next to her ear, "saying you're a dragon is one thing, but a dragon has confidence. So, without it, you are no dragon." 

She placed one of her hands on top of his, stopping his massage. "Perhaps Artrio picked the wrong soul for his daughter, then?" 

"Artrio doesn't make mistakes when he picks a soul. It's one thing to create one, but to take one is another. He personally chose you." Sholin tried to reassure her. Lola instantly stood up, and as she shook his hands from her body, she went over to her bed before crawling across it to look outside at the distant islands; only their outline being visible at night. He walked over to join her, but instead of joining her in bed, he stood at the side of it. "No one expects you to know everything in a day, Lola. It'll take time." 

"I used my powers earlier, though," she dragged one of her hands against the blankets on her bed, blushing softly as she remembered the euphoria she felt with Tomik. Her bed wasn't wet from being frozen; it was as if it all just dissipated into thin air. 

"Do you remember what you felt when you used them?" 

She smirked, moving her gaze to her bed to avoid looking at him in the eyes, "of course." She bit her lip. "It was of pure bliss and relaxation; I was on cloud nine." 

"Cloud-nine?" he questioned her. 

She finally looked up at him, "it's a saying," she giggled. 

"Is it a saying..." he began, before he quickly planted his hands on top of her bed to support himself while he leaned in and placed his lips upon hers. She didn't pull away; she was in shock, but she didn't want him to stop. As she went to put her hands on his face though, he pulled away from her slightly, his braid falling over his shoulder from his back and dangling in the air in front of his bare, muscular chest. "...that describes what you just felt?" 

"Yes," she quietly responded, before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him on top of her as they started to kiss once more while falling back on her bed. 

Sholin positioned his knees to be on either side of her as he supported himself over her curved, perfect figure. He had lowered his arms so that his forearms were holding him up as his hands curved over the top her head, his fingers intertwined in her long, white hair. 

She didn't know what was overcoming her. She never had what others called a ho-phase, she never had a desire to. But in this new world? Her sexual drive was beyond what she ever felt on Earth. Did being a dragon have something to do with it? 

As Sholin moved one of his hands to trace the outline of her figure, his touch began to stir something inside of her.....