From the same writer of [Peddling, Prattling] and [Sunset].
X-reader, no specified gender.
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Adamai's scales had been looking a bit dull and had a rougher texture to them lately. Each touch that you managed to steal had noticeably gotten less smooth than the first time you touched his scales, so...
"I said I can do it myself, okay? I'll do it eventually!" Adamai cried out, but he didn't really back off since he knew you were slower than him anyways and he didn't want to make you too angry.
"No, you wouldn't! Come on, just this once, please? Otherwise you'll keep forgetting and go on more adventures and never do it!"
You had a small handful of scale polish bought from a merchant from a small yet influential tribe, all natural and it smelled like sweet bamboo milk mixed with cinnamon. However, it'd take some persuasion to finally get Adamai to give in. He wasn't used to such intimacy even if it was casual.
"Adamai, the only reason I bought this was because your scales were getting rougher! You wouldn't wanna accidentally scratch me with your scales, would you?"
That was what made him hesitate and sigh in resignation. He didn't want to hurt you on accident because of his own self-neglect, but this would only happen once. 'Only once.' He told himself, though he didn't think that he'd be able to keep that internal promise for long as he saw the beaming smile on your face.
He let himself be dragged to the bed by you, sitting down and internally wincing at how the bedframe creaked at the weight of a person and a humanoid dragon on it.
You uncapped the polish and gestured for him to turn around, staring for a few moments before he huffed and you snapped out of your daze to get to work.
From afar or even standing right next to him, someone would rather think that Adamai had skin instead of scales. Up close, though, they were... tiny. Seamless, or more like lots of tiny seams normally imperceptible to others.
You got a small glob of the cream on one finger before you spread it out on his back. Apparently, it was supposed to be like lotion for reptile-people, so it would at least be a polishing gel for dragons, you hoped.
The scars on his back still saddened you somewhat. Even though they were invisible, the small ridges were still able to be felt under the palms of your hands.
You finished up on his shoulders and back soon enough, starting to go for his neck before he stiffened up and decided to not do that area yet. Instead, his lower back. It was an interesting change in texture, perhaps the white scales were hit more than the blue ones.
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Meanwhile, for Adamai, he couldn't decide whether or not this was torture or heaven.
On one claw, you, a person he cared about and trusted, was doing this for him even though he thought that he didn't deserve it.
On another claw, you were touching him in ways he wasn't used to, without platonic intent, hostile intent, or a clinical detachment. He wasn't prepared for this, but to tell you now would make you uncomfortable and to be honest, he'd feel bad.
To be honest with himself... he liked it.
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Back to you, now. You had started on his tail because going any lower would make the situation awkward. The room had been quite for a while, but that was fine, since any noise would distract you anyways.
A sudden noise made you jump a little. Adamai had made a small noise of surprise when you went for the tip of the tail and you quickly pulled your hands away to make sure he wasn't uncomfortable or anything.
"Are you alright? I didn't make you feel weird, did you?"
"No, it was just that... I haven't felt anything there for a long time. It was just a little surprising."
"Oh, yeah, that must've been shocking."
The silence resumed, just a bit more tense than before. A weird kind of tense. Discreetly, you pressed two fingers against your lips before pressing those same two fingers against the tip of Adamai's tail.
He probably wouldn't notice.
You started on his arms, deciding to not look up since eye contact was probably unnecessary right now, but in return...
...the blush on Adamai's face was quickly hidden, though his mouth pressed into a thin line from the entire situation.
His forearms were a bit hefty, but he raised them so you wouldn't have any difficulties in polishing, or rather, massaging him.
His hands were softer after the polishing cream, which had almost run out, were applied. So, that made you wonder...
"Hey, can you turn around? I need to get your face as well."
Reluctantly, he turned to face you, yet he was looking away.
So, you started up on his neck, and up to his chin. Noticeably smoother than other areas.
His cheeks, however, were rough. He must've gotten hit in the face a lot. Your eyebrows furrowed and Adamai, noticing this, shuffled a bit in his seat and closed his eyes as you rubbed some of the last bits of polishing cream onto his face, head, and his ears.
His ears were unfairly soft. You couldn't resist pinching them a little.
And, while his eyes were closed...
A quick peck on the lips.
You quickly fled, leaving the almost empty container and Adamai behind in the bedroom after you realized what you just did.
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Adamai himself was dumbstruck, eyes widened, pupils dilated, ears pricked up, everything. Did that just happen? Did that really just happen? Even for him, it was hard to believe.
His eyes darted to the near-empty container. A little bit of the polish was left at the bottom and he held it in one clawed hand, covering his mouth with the other. A blush was painfully obvious on his face, with how pale the scales on his cheeks were.
He didn't know what just happened, but he definitely knew that Amalia, Yugo, Dally, Evangeline, or the kids will tease him so hard about this later.
"Damn it... I didn't even get to say thank you."
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