Leon sat at the bedside, and Rossweise also slowly sat up and leaned over, gently sticking to his back, resting her chin on his shoulder.
Warm fingertips slid over Leon's arm muscles, the Queen softly whispered, "It's okay, if you want... then don't hold back. Don't underestimate my body, I am a dragon~"
As she spoke, her palm slowly slid from Leon's arm to his chest, feeling his gradually quickening heartbeat with her warm palm.
The sound of silver bell-like laughter came from beside his ear, Rossweise breathed out like orchids, "Look at you, your heart is beating so fast, yet you're still enduring. Is it because we haven't seen each other for six months, you've grown distant from me?"
Unable to resist this mother dragon's gentle inducement.
After a mental struggle, Leon slowly raised his hand and placed it on the back of hers.
Rossweise smiled knowingly, then kissed lightly on his earlobe, "Come on, just like before. We are... very familiar with each other, aren't we?"
The long dress fell off, silver hair scattered, the Queen's perfect delicate body appeared before his eyes.
In the ravines and peaks, dragon patterns shimmered and spread.
He held onto that barely one-hand-span waist, the beauty leaned down, her breath lightly sprayed onto his face.
Red lips rubbed against his nose tip, as if savoring a delicious meal.
Rossweise lightly kissed between his eyebrows, "You're right, Leon... it really is getting hotter."
The two searched for memories of the past on each other's bodies.
Every inch of skin, every light moan, every heartbeat, was so familiar.
Seeing Leon's increasingly dazed gaze, Rossweise secretly rejoiced in her heart.
Although really wanting to go all the way with you, but because this Queen's injured body can't quite handle it now, so...
"Leon... wait, wait a moment, it still hurts a little..."
Stopping now was different from stopping before starting just now.
Suddenly stopping now, wasn't that just the same as edging?
A trace of embarrassment slid across Leon's face.
The dragon patterns were already lit, and the dam was broken by the flood of desire, how could he just stop?
But Rossweise was indeed injured, he couldn't force her...
"How about... I help you with another method," Rossweise said.
Leon raised an eyebrow, "What method?"
Rossweise lay on his chest, rubbing his calf with her foot, "With this."
Leon's heart thumped.
At that moment, he realized.
'So that's how it is!'
From just now chatting idly in the courtyard, this mother dragon had already begun setting the trap.
It was all for edging Leon at this crucial moment, making him unable to go up or down painfully, then proposing to use 'foot'.
And she really was injured, unable to complete a normal 'assignment'.
So she used this point, making Leon willingly choose to be below.
Leon resisted the dragon pattern's reaction, gritting his teeth, "You schemed me again..."
"Aiya, you found out~", Rossweise rested her chin on his chest, her fingertips slowly tracing circles on his cheek, her feet continuously teasing Leon's calf, "So what now? Are you going to endure it? Or... accept my proposal?"
"You!", Leon turned his head away, saying nothing.
Rossweise knew, this meant he acquiesced.
"Hmph, obviously wanting me to help you, yet stubbornly refusing to say it."
Rossweise began enjoying the wonderful feeling of exposing Leon's little thoughts, "Then let me ask you now, do you like my feet?"
"No, no I don't!"
"Hmm? Don't like?"
Rossweise lightly laughed, "Then I won't help you anymore. Solve it yourself."
As she spoke, Rossweise was about to get off the bed.
"Hey wait—"
Hearing this, Rossweise turned her head, revealing a mischievous smile, "Regretting it?"
"...Like, I like them, okay?"
Rossweise wouldn't let him off, continuing to torment him, "Like what?"
Leon's face was burning hot, but his body's endurance was also reaching its limit, so he could only follow the mother dragon, "Like feet..."
"Whose feet do you like?"
"Yours... your feet."
"Who likes my feet?"
"I..."
Rossweise leaned close to Leon again, whispered against his ear, "Say it together, Leon."
"...I, I like your feet, Rossweise."
"Hehe... finally admitted being a foot fetishist, huh?"
Leon glared at her furiously, that smug smile really deserved a spanking.
He bit his lip, grabbed the back of Rossweise's head, forcing her to meet his eyes,
"I, am, not."
Rossweise kissed his nose tip, lazily like a victor, "Already confessed liking my feet yourself, yet still stubbornly denying? Hmm? Not being good anymore~"
"In fact, Melkvei, every part of you... I like."
Rossweise's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.
'Damn, got counter-killed.'
———
Rossweise lay on the bed, raising one long leg high.
The warm sunlight in the room sprinkled through the thin curtains onto her smooth skin, reflecting a faint golden light. She elegantly rotated her ankle, as if admiring the perfect contour of her leg lines.
She usually was not such a narcissistic person.
It's just that today's "breakfast" was really lovable.
"So dirty."
"So lewd."
"All yours."
Droplets of crystal sparkled under the warm sun.
This kind of feeling was like fine threads entangling, forming a graceful trajectory, sprinkling an unusual charm down her leg.
Rossweise lightly swayed her leg, enjoying that wonderful, winding sensation, making one's heart itch.
She, with an almost artistic manner, controlled the direction of every drop, making the process both elegant and clean and neat. Moreover, Rossweise would absolutely not let any drop flow onto the white bedsheets.
Otherwise, it would be very troublesome to clean up.
Leon closed his eyes, not wanting to look, "I beg you, quickly wash it off."
"What's the rush? Even I, a woman with a cleanliness fetish, am not rushing to wash, and yet you are in a hurry."
Rossweise spoke unhurriedly, "Or is it, dirtying my feet and legs makes you feel particularly ashamed, Leon?"
"...", He thought that after six months, this mother dragon would have more or less restrained her play styles.
Unexpectedly, oh unexpectedly, not only had she not restrained, there were even signs of becoming worse.
This was probably like parents who went out to work for a year and returned to see their children.
The most classic line after meeting would be, "You've grown so much taller."
Actually, if the child had always been by their side, the parents would hardly notice the change in height.
That is to say, if Leon had always been by Rossweise's side, then he would not have felt, after six months apart, that her play styles had become more stimulating than before.
It seems... another reason to stay with Rossweise has been added.
The sticky "silk thread" on the leg gradually cooled, losing the original touch, and Rossweise also lost interest.
"Help me wash it off."
"Can't you just go take a bath yourself?"
"Whoever pollutes it should clean it up, isn't it you who dirtied it?"
Do not try to reason with a woman. Especially a woman who had lived for more than two hundred years.
Leon pouted angrily, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of hot water.
Rossweise spread a blanket by the bed, sat on it, to avoid accidentally getting the inner thigh part onto the bedsheets.
Leon placed the basin under the bed, and Rossweise tried to put her foot into it.
The water temperature was just right, neither hot nor cold.
After so long living together, he was already able to accurately adjust the water temperature that Rossweise liked the most.
"You're thoughtful," Rossweise praised with a smile.
"Hmph, I just don't want to be nagged by you."
Leon gently pressed Rossweise's instep, pouring water over it,
"If the water is too hot, you'll say I did it on purpose; if the water is too cold, you'll say I wasn't attentive. So I might as well spend a little more effort to adjust the water to just the right temperature."
Rossweise's lips curved upward, her gaze shifting from Leon's face to the basin, speaking in a tone with a bit of pride and smugness, "Stop making excuses, you just care about me, you're concerned about me."
"Mother dragon, I really want to splash the foot wash water on your face."
"Hey yo, half an hour ago you were still saying you liked everything about me, and now you want to splash foot wash water on my face? Hmph, indeed, one must never trust what a man says on the bed."
Leon washed her feet, and also carefully cleaned away the traces on her calves and inner thighs, "If you don't believe what's said on the bed, then you'd better not believe what's said off the bed either, after all, which captive would bare his heart every day to a queen?"
His fingers and palms were somewhat rough, traces left by battles and hard training in magic. When they brushed over Rossweise's leg skin, there was a different kind of sensation.
Rossweise did not dislike this kind of touch; on the contrary, she liked it very much. Being touched by Leon's palm would always give her a sense of security.
"Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered something."
"What?"
"When you entered the spatial rift back then, did you say something to me?"
═❀═❀═❀═❀═❀═❀═
patreon.com/ZenonTL
🥳Joining Patreon keeps me motivated and eager to work diligently, so please consider joining.🥰 You can access upto 20 advance chapter through Patreon.