141 Addiction
The two daughters didn’t leave immediately. Instead, they turned around, sat on the carpet under the bed, leaned against the bedframe, and began to chat quietly.
Well, well, well, talk about the audacity that comes with being favored! Just last night, when I sneaked in and got caught, your mom showed me what “cruel” really means.
And now, look at you two, casually chatting like nothing happened.
Hiss~~~
The pain in Leon’s waist interrupted his thoughts.
He lifted his gaze to Roswiser.
The Queen was smiling, her expression bursting with smugness.
It was as if her face was saying, “What are you gonna do about it~?”
Leon grit his teeth against the pain radiating from his back, trying to remember if there was a sensitive spot on Roswiser.
Oh, there definitely was—her tail tip.
Every time he touched the tip of Roswiser’s tail, she would uncontrollably melt into a docile little kitten.
But right now, the Mother Dragon had tucked her tail away!
Uh oh, she’s invincible!
No, no, no, I need to think of something fast! If she keeps this up, I won’t be able to straighten my back by morning.
His gaze drifted over Roswiser’s beautiful face, and the pain in his waist became more pronounced, making it tough to think clearly.
Finally, he lowered his eyes, settling on Roswiser’s soft lips.
An audacious idea sparked in Leon’s mind.
At this point, to save his waist, it seemed he had no choice!
Meanwhile, Roswiser was delighting in Leon’s almost unbearable expression and continued mouthing, “Don’t~ make~ a~ sound~”
But Leon’s lips curled into a smirk, as if he had just found a way to fight back.
Roswiser’s smile froze, clueless about what this guy was up to.
Before the Queen could react, she felt Leon’s large, cool hand gently cradling the back of her head.
Was he about to…
Instantly, Roswiser’s eyes went wide.
But by the time she realized what was about to happen, it was too late.
Leon pulled her in, kissing her on the lips.
At the moment their lips met, Roswiser’s nervousness caused her to grip him tighter.
Leon thought he could almost hear the lament of his waist.
So, he had no choice but to turn that feeling of despair into strength, kissing the Mother Dragon even harder!
Don’t make a sound?
Sure, let’s both keep our mouths busy so we won’t make any noise.
This is the quick-thinking ability of a top-notch Dragon Slayer!
Number one plan in the world!
Roswiser’s silver eyes trembled fiercely. If the daughters weren’t there, she would have long since smacked this dog man with her tail.
She squeezed Leon’s waist tighter, trying to make the pain force him to give up.
But the tighter she squeezed, the deeper Leon kissed.
And as the kiss lingered, Roswiser’s teeth were gradually pried apart.
To be honest, ever since that steamy night at the hot springs, they seemed to have developed a strange feeling towards kissing.
Though their bodies and conscious minds rejected kissing each other, whenever they gazed into each other’s eyes, they couldn’t help but recall the feelings from that hot spring night.
Kissing, for them, was a way to resonate their souls without any physical touch, providing a delightful experience far beyond any contact.
It was an “addiction,” one they both wanted to escape yet couldn’t let go of.
The Dragon Patterns didn’t flicker; Roswiser knew her current laxness was merely the result of craving tugging at her heart.
Actually, this wasn’t their first kiss since returning from the hot springs.
The last time was at Sky City during a sunset date on the beach. She found herself kissing Leon impulsively by the water.
She often reminisced about the feeling of kissing Leon.
To be honest, she didn’t dislike that feeling at all.
She just couldn’t face her heart and wondered how she could fall into a passionate kiss with a Dragon Slayer and desire to linger in it.
However, she also believed Leon felt the same way at that moment.
If it weren’t for the circumstances, he definitely wouldn’t have kissed her.
In such situations, this was the only way to make the Silver Dragon Queen abandon her unwilling challenge tonight, while they pretended everything was fine until the daughters left.
Oh, whatever, it’s not like it’s a challenge, just a pair of stubborn not-so-lucky spouses trying to outdo each other.
The kiss deepened, and at some point, Roswiser had released the grip on Leon’s waist.
She instead placed her entire soft, warm palm on his abdomen, silently enjoying this “unavoidable” kiss.
But even if it was silent, as soon as they got into it, their bodies naturally reacted.
Leon and Roswiser’s legs twisted and intertwined under the covers.
The blanket rustled softly.
The two little Dragon Daughters heard the commotion and quickly covered their mouths.
But it seemed like just the sound of someone turning?
Moon’s big eyes spun around, and she whispered, “Sister, let’s go~”
“Okay!”
Dragon Daughter Special Forces, retreat!
They tiptoed out of the bedroom, lifting their legs carefully and softly, one after the other.
After they left, Noia took one last glance at their parents on the bed and whispered, “Goodnight.”
Then, she gently closed the bedroom door.
Meanwhile, the two on the bed noticed their daughters had left the room but pretended not to and continued to kiss each other without a care.
And they still maintained their “silence.”
This sensation was utterly intoxicating—too exhilarating to stop.
Because Leon and Roswiser both knew that under normal circumstances, they’d never experience such reckless yet cautious enjoyment of a kiss.
It felt like sneaking a read during class, eagerly anticipating the story’s progression while being on guard against the teacher—tense and exciting;
But once you left the classroom, that feeling would dissipate, and the book would remain closed.
However, we all know, the book is still the same, the content is still the same, it’s just the environment that has changed.
Without the tension and thrill, it would be impossible to satisfy the deep-seated craving for “rebellion” and “breaking the rules.”
While kissing each other, they enjoyed not just the beautiful intertwining sensation but also the thrill of defying the taboo and rules.
Until the Dragon Patterns faintly glowed, a blue arc illuminating the space between their chests, they abruptly pushed each other away.
Roswiser’s face flushed, having gotten a bit lightheaded from kissing for too long.
She squinted hard, shook her head, and rubbed her temples, feeling slightly better.
Leon was in the same boat.
Once they both regained their composure, they lay on their sides, silently gazing into each other’s eyes.
No anger, no teasing, and certainly no stubbornness; they simply… stared at one another.
Their black and silver eyes intertwined in the moonlight, their intense gazes expressing their lingering feelings about the forbidden kiss.
Yet both of them knew, a second round was impossible.
Tonight, it ended here.
Finally, Leon sighed, “I’ll go back to the couch.”
Roswiser didn’t say a word.
Leon silently turned away, intending to throw off the blanket and get up.
But just as he turned around, Roswiser grabbed the hood of his sleepwear from behind.
“What’s wrong? Afraid of spiders? I was just teasing you; there’s no spider at all,” Leon said.
No reason at all.
She gripped Leon, absolutely without reason.
Why did she do that?
Her brain hadn’t even registered what was happening before her hand reached out to grab Leon’s sleepwear hoodie.
Roswiser bit her lip, wanting to say something but stopping short.
Leon misinterpreted her odd expression as fear of spiders and turned back to look at her face. Although her expression was peculiar, he still took it as a sign of her spider phobia.
“I can stay here with you until you fall asleep, then I’ll go back—”
“No need to go back.” Roswiser softly interrupted him, but her sentence trailed off.
After that, she just gazed into Leon’s eyes, wordlessly.
Leon’s heart stirred, and he nodded, “Okay.”
Only then did Roswiser slowly close her eyes, her long lashes clearly defined.
Her expression gradually softened, but her fingers still clutched Leon’s sleepwear hood tightly.
Leon stole a glance at the hood, silently sighing, “Looks like I can’t toss and turn freely tonight.”
“Goodnight…” The Queen’s elegant brows partially closed, her voice soft like a dreamy whisper.
“Goodnight,” Leon replied.
