New Years with the Karkaldwins

Villa De Karkaldwin, The Farmlands, Pryldahn, 1438 ATC

When the evening with nightfall having completely covered the region, the farm lands were both prettier and more decorated than ever before, the house itself was wrapped in brightly colored ribbons and a wreath on every door. The land of dragons was largely covered in a thick blanket of snow. Venser Karkaldwin stood outside with a cannabis cigar in his lips gazing over Capital De Seraphim in the distance. It proved even more gorgeous and vibrant than the distant landscape he knew and loved. However, what made him feel best of all was the fact that he got to share it with her family, and they got to invite their family.

Outside, Venser waited.

He waited for a particular carriage, or horse, or teleportation spell or portal. He had invited Kira and waited for her to show up to finally meet everyone and show the demon girl her potential new home. For all the handsome bearded man knew she out out there scared, alone and confused about her pregnancy.

But alas, he had waited long enough and he was sure everyone would notice his absence.

He finished his cigar, exhaling greenish white smoke and feeling warmed from within while standing out in the cold, turning around and pushing the door to his villa open. As he got inside, he found his friends and family gathered around, all laughing and talking as they took in the site of what they had accomplished. It was even more inviting than any other they had been to before. They all greeted each other and talked and enjoyed the celebrations of good food and mulled wine.

The party had been under way and in full swing with music playing and a lot of women eating, drinking, dancing, and being merry, each wearing their own celebratory article of nice clothing and wearing bright smiles on their faces and warmly greeting one another as they took in the toasty, joyful ambience that was the New Years celebration. In the family room, beneath a tree was plethora of gifts neatly wrapped in decorative paper displaying all kinds of wintertime themes on them and the twins were having a good time running around and enjoying the astmosphere.

Still, they had all come together and made it work, making the best of what they had and it was so easy to get lost in it all.

Megumi looked out over the crowd, her pink rear planted and with a great curiosity she'd pick out details about the floor plan and places she could bounce for easier navigation. Eager with all the people the big pink anthro dog girl with very feminine features would wag her tail and squirm getting antsy. She had promised her new companion and Master Venser she would be on her best behavior.

"Oh Coldwrought, brin' out da mead! Party people! Awooo!" Megumi flailed and bounced away to find the villa's private reserve of alcohol.

"Thats one odd looking dog..." A short, chubby woman commented watching Megumi leave.

Alex stood in the shadows of the hallway watching the kitchen buzz with activity, listening to the noise of the house guests and the music. There was food on every inch of counter space and kids running around screaming like little banshees, and it was a good thing Asher was behaving in her arms. All she wanted was a grapefruit beer and a piping hot cheese puffed pastry and to put her infant son to bed. Whilst standing in the door she heard a voice call to her.

The golden gypsy, Sanna, wearing a sea green silk dress and fur cloak that would draw eyes to her voluptuous curves and elegant face.

"This celebration is nice. But don’t you think this is a bit overkill?” The auburn haired captain asked while holding her baby son Asher in her arms, speaking to the golden gypsy who held her baby daughter Rowena in her own arms.

“Come now, love. There’s no such thing as overkill when it comes to a party. Especially at a time like this. Oh, hey loves...” Soarin and Lucinda took no time to dash off run around the house in their warm sweaters and each armed with wooden toy dragons, playing make believe as they soared through the air.

"It truly warms my heart to be able to have the entire family together on a time as special as New Years."

Kari was wearing a silvery-white silk gown with tiny snowflake designs sewn onto the top of her bodice. Her white blonde hair was in a fancy updo, a curl framing her face. She had obviously curled her hair, as it was perfectly straight to her shoulders normally. She was laughing at something that Scout the Harpy Courier had said as Venser approached the short blonde from behind, kissing her on the cheek and wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I like your hair like that... And you look so lovely in... All of that."

"I'm glad you like it love..." Kari said pressing her body against his as they looked to the harpy woman in front of them dressed completlely bundled up.

"Scout I'm glad you could make it. And again, thank you for delivering all of the invitations. Can I get your coat and scarves?" Venser asked moving around Kari. "Uh, Kari, this is my... Friend, we met once at the Dragon's Head. Scout this is my first wife, Kari."

"It's really nice to meet you Kari." Scout said reaching out with a large talented hand to shake her small, pale dainty one. "I'm not used to such big crowds..."

"Its nice to meet you too. And me and Venser aren't officially married but we've been together about eight years now. And we have a pair of twins together."

"Soon though. A little private ceremony and we're still thinking about the details." Venser said leaning in and kissing the harpy girl on the lips. "Try the wine and the alligator especially... And I'll be seeing you around."

"Cierra, hey! You've been getting ready forever."

The tall temptress's dress wasn't as revealing as usual. It was a simple pale pink silk dress that split at the skirt to reveal a white chiffon underskirt. Her hair was down again, one side of her hair covering one eye. She was smiling and lightly fanning herself with her elegant silvery-white fan and was joined by her cousins who all eyed Venser, winking at him and hiding behind their own fans.

"I've heard these fans are very popular here with the upper class in Pryldahnn. So I decided to buy some with my own coin."

Many of Venser's elven slave girls were running around, refilling goblets and holding serving platters as he kept moving through the house. He had hired dancers, entertainers, and prostitutes to stick around and enjoy the night.

"Enjoying the celebrations? Good, good! Good to see you Jezebel! Hello! There you are Kimmy! Thorn!"

"VenVen!"

"... Elanaea, don't play with your food. We aren't out in the wild." Sedna Rosarian said with a stern voice say. Venser glanced and spotted a woman with hair the color of the void and azure eyes wearing hunter's leathers and assorted furs scolding her daughter. The daughter she shared with Venser was picking up a piece of roast beef and tossing it up and down to herself. Physically, she looked about two and was able to waddle around on both legs.

The house was exactly the exiled princess imagined, from the secret nude scenes carved into the columns, right down to the cannabis fields that were now barren with the cold. The place was all Venser's style, and yet nobody else could have pulled off a place like this so charmingly. Elanaea was dressed similarly to her mother, and had tiny bow in her void black hair. Sedna stayed quiet in the corner though, taking in her surroundings. She could see Venser's other children running and playing and little Elanaea ran off to join them, a little piece of beef in her mouth.

"Hey Lana! Lana!" The twins exclaimed as the little girl waddled over, and they each gave her a hug, with Soarin bopping little Elanaea's nose and running off.

"Tag! Catch me!"

"Sweetie! Careful running around the food!" Called his mother, Kari.

Kari was startled out of her thoughts by two hands gripping her waist and Venser's lips pecking her cheek from around the corner into one if the halls, "Mhmph, sweetie..."

The kiss began as hot and got hotter, lips melding together, tongues twisting and turning, tasting each other. Their hands roamed freely over each other's bodies, his on her breasts and ass, hers on his back and the back of his head. Holding him tightly.

"I can't wait until the kids go to bed..." The blonde woman said, her face in his chest.

"And when the party ends... All of the girls look so delicious... I think we both need some more mulled wine..."

The blonde woman leaned up and gave him another kiss, squeezing his rear.

"Let's go socialize, sweetie."

Nivarah the seven foot dragoness had swooped into the atrium and entered the house itself and the party, making her way around everyone on two legs, hed belly visibly extending out as she made herself comfortable against the wall and Venser kept making away around the party, a small crowd has already gathered around the dragoness and conversed among themselves looking at her enlarged belly.

"Have you both chosen a name yet?"

Nivarah lowered her head and thought. "Hmmmmm..." She blinked her slitted yellow eyes a few times. "It all depends on the gender when the offspring is born..." The seven foot tall dragoness then made guttural noises, listing off names in her original language.

Venser laughed and chugged down a cup of his warm wine. "I already have a good name for a little dragon girl. Priscilla!"

"Priscilla is a beautiful name." Sanna said with a warm smile.

"What if it's a boy?" Marvella asked as Venser's eyes widened a bit.

"Yeah well... Uhhh... Ven..." His emerald snake like eyes darted around, staring directly at Marvella's chest, her dress had a cutout above her breasts.

"Vencleave. Yes. If it's a boy we name him Vencleave." Vensed said still staring at her cleavage, and all Marvella did was laugh.

"You're a terrible liar Ven." The purple eyed woman flicked his nose and walked off.

"Yup. Me and Nivarah have been trying to conceive for years and we finally have. Despite her being a... Lesser... Evolved dragon. I apologize, Nivarah." The handsome bearded man said looking up to her.

Nivarah blinked her glowing yellow eyes and gave him a happy, toothy grin. "None taken, Master..."

"Yeah. Now gimme some sugar." Ven said as he lean down to her snout. She locked eyes wirh him as she start to wrap her large, reptilian tounge around his and started a little wrestling with them. Her dragoness tounge was long flat and has a slight dryness to it as she started prodding around in his mouth. Her hisses become low guttural growls as he felt her clawed digits raking his back in front if everyone and her thick, muscular tail swishing a bit. The forked tip of their tongues danced a playful dance and could sense the intense heat, the fire within her, the unique sensation that marked her as a true dragon.

After the long kiss the seven foot tall dragoness planted another kiss on his lips and he nuzzled his forehead against hers as everyone watched. A few congratulations were mentioned.

"Soarin, Lucinda, Elanaea. Another sibling to play with!" Venser announced bending down to the three when they ran up to him. They all began to all talk at the same time and the wrapped his arms all around them as best he could, and embraced them in a tight, heartfelt hug. The emotion warmed their hearts from the cold, crisp air, and almost as if by magic, the golden flame ornament on top of the tree twinkled at that very instant.

Outside the open atrium the servants had let a lone woman in, and the lone woman passed through the frozen area and up to the twin doors to the dining hall, knocking four times.

"I think that's Kira! Maybe!" Venser rushed over to the door and threw it open.

"You look well, old friend.” A voice coincided as Venser stood with the door open. A figure stood above the man, starring down at him with a stoic expression dressed in a dark and star-lit gown that shimmered gently with each movement.

It would appear that Y’vonne, the youngest sibling of the De Seraphim Dynasty had inexplicably arrived at the home of her unforeseen friend decided to occupy with his lovers and children. The woman with golden skin and crimson hair stood straight and apt, almost uncaring to the environment around her as she glowered down at the man on the floor.

"Y'vonne!" The handsome bearded man rushed forward and wrapped his arms around her thin frame, hugging her warmly and drawing back.

"Welcome to my stud farm! Come in, come come! Join the party!"

"Stud farm?" She already knew.

"It is a stud farm where I'm the stud!" Ven whispered loud enough to hear.

Y'vonne rolled her slitted, electric blue eyes. "I should have figured with you in charge of this household, Venser..."

“So, have you been staying out of trouble?” Her voice almost uncaring and aristotic as she spoke and entered, and the party stopped and several people bowed down to the God Queen. A golden metallic crown of flames that seemed animated adorned her head, shading most of her forehead and disappearing into her well-kept hair that fell into a braid onto one side.

Venser bowed himself, briefly, before hopping back up. "Yes, er! Yeah. I mean..."

“Doubtful.” She added, answering her own question. Somehow, her electric blue eyes appeared even colder than when Venser last visited her. In truth, it was been a while since her friend had visited her, and her beaurocratic duties, being isolated to deal with all of them had left her awkward.

"Been isolated with a ton of paperwork and sitting in on Council meeetings? I'm sure if it yeah I get like that when I spend too much time in my studies! Errr, get the God Queen some mulled wine!" Venser started snapping his fingers as an elven slave girl rushed over to them with a platter.

Everyone began to talk amongst themselves again as the party resumed and Y'vonne started down blankly at the warm cup of mulled wine. Scents. So many scents overwhelmed her nose all at once that it made her brow crinkle.

"So, don't you have a Lord Protector? Er... Cicero right? I don't see him with you."

"Yes. I... Allowed him the night outside my service so he may spend time with his own family. I insisted and protested and... Just slipped away without telling him where I was going."

"Well what's important Von is that you're here now! Here for a good time!"

The spices of the wine, and the party guests mixed in and made her mind hazy and Venser's rambling words became distant. It wasn’t the fault of these people that her sense of smell was so sensitive that it could affect her health sometimes. It wasn’t the fact that the smells were necessarily bad. Just, overwhelming.

"Von?"

She closed her eyes for a few seconds and reopened them with a smile. To see Ven now balancing three cups of mulled wine in a green magic aura.

"I'm sorry old friend." The God Queen returned the hug much to Venser's delight. "Its been so long since I've been in such an... Intimate setting."

"Intimate setting sounds like a brothel or an orgy or something to me." Venser said before whispering, "That's not until the after party!"

The God Queen laughed and smiled more. "I would love to meet your family now." She looked around and recognized Sanna and Alex, and their children, and she assumed every girl present was a lover in the past or present to Venser, though she did take great interest in the pregnant lesser dragon who kept her head bowed in a submissive manner in the God Queen's presence.

"And just in time to bring in the New Year!" Venser ejaculated taking a cup and placing one in each of the obnoxiously thin queen's hands.

"Drink. Feast and be merry!"

Venser passed by Sanna and licked his lips and studied her movements; the way her black glossy hair fell down past her shoulders and caressed her back, the way her fingers fidget with the layers of lace in her dress, and the subtle rise and fall of her chest as he wrapped his arms around the golden gypsy and gave her a loving kiss. He nibbled at her bottom lip and she eagerly opened her mouth letting his tongue explore.

"My Ven, Ven." Sanna moaned out kissing him again.

"Where's Rowena?" Venser asked as Y'vonne simply watched quietly as he interacted with her. The golden gypsy squeaked and moved back, bowing with respect.

"Oh! My Queen! It is truly wonderful to see you again tonight."

Y'vonne waved a perfect hand. "No need to do that. Tonight I'm just Y'vonne. Or you can simply call me Von since... All this is so... Intimate. Casual."

"She's used to holding court and council meetings rather than family and friend get togethers." Venser said, his hands running up and down Sanna's sides as he looked over to the few entertainers and dancers he had fired for the night.

"What do you say we go entertain our guests, Sanna? Von, you are in for quite a treat..." He looked to the obnoxiously thin woman, and then back to the golden gypsy and let out a low, seductive purr.

"It would be an honor, my love. And a good chance to exercise my dancing skills."

Venser gave her a soft kiss on the lips. "I'll go get my guitar..."

The handsome bearded man appeared in front of his guess, bone white guitar in hands as he began tune it and mutter to himself while Sanna stood in the center of the room and prepared to dance. Venser cleared his breath and sucked in his breath, before he began to strum the strings and sing.

"Ohhhh...! Oooh, ooh Love, sweet love. All you need is love. All the world, I can't believe this is love. Everybody needs love. Snowflakes are falling softly to the ground... Everyone is happy, there's joy all around, children are happy cuz a brave New Year is here...!"

The golden gypsy swayed slowly and smoothly, humming along and inviting a few other dancers to join in the gentle display.

"Everyoneeee is eager to help them to their shares... Cuz all the world needs on New Years is love, ohhhh sweet love! Love, sweet love! The choir is singing songs of goodwill! Though it's cold outside, no one feels the chill.Violence is still and the world is at peace...!"

The night wore on, the friends and family celebrated and let themselves be happy and relaxed as the seconds wore down to the stroke of midnight.

"Three! Two! One! Happy New Years!"

High in the sky the moon's glow seemed to double in it's intensity. The loud cheers of the happy party-goers inside created the perfect beginning of a New Year, and Venser wandered through a large swath of women, kissing each and every one of them.

"Oh wow I've got a lot of kissing to do. ." He thought to himself as his lips mets Scout's her giant feather wings wrapping around him for a few seconds before she released him and he moved on.

"Ooh... Bold." Venser said feeling a large, talented hand grabbed his rear as he laughed and adjusted his guitar strap.

"Ah... 1439... I have a feeling it's going to be an even longer year than the last."