### 33. Sorry for Not Letting Lord Leon Enjoy Himself
Roswiser had always held the reins of everything, including her “couple communication” with Leon.
Sure, she longed to be conquered by Leon.
But that was just her personal wish; compared to the Dragon Race’s centuries-old need for control, her desire was still just a pip-squeak.
Tonight was no different.
After successfully using the Dragon Pattern to unlock Leon’s first door, the response from the Dragon Pattern had not faded.
A ghostly purple light flickered in front of the couple’s chests.
It was the light of depravity, the light of desire, the light of filth. Every time this light invaded their vision, they couldn’t help but feel a shame that ran deep.
And the only way to cover this light was to snugly nestle together, attempting to extinguish this filthy glow in the midst of ambiguous warmth.
However, what they did was still far from enough. The ghostly glimmer of the Dragon Pattern seeped through the cracks, much like the feelings and admiration they struggled to hide from each other.
Time and again they experienced this heart-thumping embarrassment together, and time and again they let it run wild.
All they could do was drown their shame in their affectionate interactions with one another.
Yet, as the kissing continued, Roswiser sensed something different.
This dog man seemed a little strange, like… there was a refreshing feeling about him.
Suddenly, he moved.
He wanted to take control.
Of course, Roswiser wasn’t having any of that.
The resonance of the Dragon Pattern hadn’t intensified enough to inflate her desire to be conquered.
Right now, she was still the noble and proud Dragon Queen, and it was she who would call the shots with Leon at all times.
She raised her hand and pressed it against Leon’s chest, pushing him back.
With eyes as charming as silk, she commanded, “Just lie there and don’t move.”
She wasn’t surprised by Leon’s resistance; he often tried to assert dominance during their assignments, too.
But with Roswiser controlling the Dragon Pattern, even if Leon Casmod was as unyielding as a mountain, he could do nothing against the invasion of the Dragon Pattern and could only let Roswiser manipulate him.
So every time dog man resisted, it was more of a source of entertainment for Roswiser.
Sure enough, after the first warning, Leon still tried to fight back.
Roswiser chuckled and immediately activated the Dragon Pattern even more.
The light grew ever brighter, illuminating the triumphant smile on the Queen’s face.
But the next moment, a force from his shoulder made her freeze in shock.
In an astonishment, Leon lunged up like a leopard, grabbed Roswiser by the shoulders, and flipped the script to become the master.
Roswiser lay on the pillow, staring at the man on her waist, her silver eyes reflecting a myriad of emotions.
Shock, panic, but also a hint of joy and anticipation.
Her man… actually withstood the baptism of the Dragon Pattern?
Thump—thump—thump—
Staring at his ruggedly handsome but expressionless face, she could distinctly hear her own heart racing faster.
Amazing.
This kind of man was amazing.
Shaking off the control of the Dragon Pattern, he recklessly sought to dominate her, causing her to squirm and plead in his big, rough hands…
The Queen’s long eyebrows arched into crescent moons, silver light streaming from them.
“Roswiser,” Leon called her name, his tone cold and deep.
He cradled Roswiser’s neck, drawing her ear close to his lips,
“Just don’t d*e on me, okay?”
Roswiser wrapped her arms around his sturdy arm, listening to his threat.
If it were any other time, she’d have fired back by now.
But right now, she just wanted to quietly enjoy the thrill and pressure Leon brought to her.
To her, that was the most wonderful love language in the world.
And as it turned out, Leon’s threat wasn’t just empty words.
Roswiser’s earlier suspicion was right; Leon indeed felt like he had transformed, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.
Was it because of the unlocking of the first door?
Hmph, looks like a happy accident added a bit of spice to their couple life.
…
Her back felt like it had a bomb hidden away.
The bomb’s fuse was the beautiful curve of her spine, stretching all the way to her soft lower back.
Under that man’s d*ath threats, the flames of desire raced along her spine towards her head, and finally detonated that bomb.
In an instant.
A buzz filled her head, the room spun around her.
In a matter of milliseconds, Roswiser felt as if she had ascended to heaven, only to plummet back into hell.
Her hazy silver eyes gradually refocused after several seconds.
Her bodily sensations and various senses started to return.
She blinked, staring dazedly at the ceiling, feeling the residual warmth of her body,
“It feels like… I just had a dream.”
Not hearing a response from the man beside her, her chin was gently grasped, and soft contact immediately graced her lips.
The gentle kiss drew an end to this beautiful journey.
Or maybe just a pause.
After all, who knows if they would end up handing in another assignment later.
After a sufficient kiss, Roswiser felt it was time to rest.
Because that’s how it usually was.
But Leon didn’t seem inclined to let go.
Hey, hey, what’s this dog man up to? Is he seamlessly transitioning to round two?
Roswiser gently pushed Leon away to give herself a chance to speak, “Why the rush? Let me have a breather first.”
Leon remained stoic and didn’t answer, leaning in for another kiss.
Roswiser suddenly felt like she was dating a little kid.
Dating is great and all, but at least let’s have some “dating” in the process!
It can’t just be “all love, no talk,” right?
But she had no way to stop him, so she resigned herself to indulging this fool for now.
About five minutes later, likely after the dog man was satisfied and calmed down, he finally let Roswiser go.
Flushing with embarrassment, Roswiser let out a sigh of relief, returned to her lying position.
The couple sprawled on the big bed, the blankets long since kicked to the floor.
They both stared at the ceiling in silence.
After a long while, Leon finally broke the silence,
“Did you feel that?”
“What do you mean?”
“Different.”
Roswiser’s pupils shifted slightly before she nodded, “Yeah, it’s really different from before.”
Leon slowly raised his arm, looking at his palm, “It’s like there’s an endless supply of strength within me, and this strength… it’s pure.”
Roswiser closed her eyes, “Hmph, it really is powerful; I can feel that. But you’re using this newfound strength just to do this with me?”
Leon shot her a glance, countering, “The Dragon Slayer learned a new trick; using it on a dragon is perfectly reasonable, right?”
The Queen kicked him in the side, “What’s reasonable? That’s clearly a weak argument!”
“Want to continue?”
Roswiser froze, biting her lip, conflicted.
The earlier experience had indeed reached a whole new level, and her longing to be conquered by Leon had been thoroughly satisfied.
But just as Leon had reminded her—don’t d*e on me.
If they went a few more rounds like that, dying would be a bit dramatic, but… fainting would be pretty embarrassing!
She’d be teased by the dog man for ages.
Moreover, the fact that he could now break free from the control of the Dragon Pattern meant Roswiser had lost the chance to take the initiative.
This situation was quite unfavorable for her.
Before she figured out how to balance things with Leon, it was probably best to “avoid battle” as much as possible.
So after thinking it over, though Roswiser felt a bit reluctant to part with the new experience, she still managed to hold back,
“Let’s call it a night, for now.”
Leon didn’t intend to force her either.
He had only asked if they should continue to test the limits of his new body after unlocking the first door.
But seeing the weak state of the Mother Dragon—
He figured she wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer before he even found out.
Heh, the body of a giant dragon is this weak?
Unbearably fragile!
