I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 457

Chapter 3: Kiss Me

Nia wasn’t causing a fuss anymore.

In contrast, she kept pecking at the young boy like a greedy little bird, lifting her head over and over, as if it would never be enough.

After a while, they finally pulled apart, but after a brief gasp for air, she eagerly leaned in again.

“Wait, that’s enough for today.”

“What? Come on, you were getting into it too.”

With a quick poke, Roy stopped the elven girl in his arms.

Janthea’s words weren’t to be taken lightly; he didn’t want Nia to get so caught up in romance that she’d neglect her studies and have her mother drag her away.

He still knew how to separate things, even after a satisfying meal.

Moreover, as a scholar of the Heavenly Empire, Roy felt that while aiming for high scores wasn’t necessary, he at least had to get a passing grade.

Roy forced himself to resist the urge to continue being affectionate, putting on a serious face: “Let’s talk about the rest at finals. There’s a reward for passing, and no talk if you fail.”

Seeing Roy was serious, Nia sharpened her gaze.

“Looks like we need to get real here.”

Roy was excited: “Oh? Finally feeling motivated?”

“Yeah, I need to sneak my exam papers back.”

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Nia stuck her tongue out and scratched her head.

“Oh come on, I was just kidding…! Hey, I said I was joking! Don’t tickle my belly, hahaha…”

After a round of playful scuffling, their bell-like laughter finally died down, and Nia stumbled off.

But Roy, sitting on the bed, was still wide awake.

After a moment, the door remained still, but a shadow rose from the darkness, outlining the charming figure with flowing brown hair.

It wasn’t easy to get used to sharing a partner with other girls, especially coming in last.

So, she immediately opened her mouth with an acidic tone: “That was quite noisy, looks like Princess and the little nightingale took good care of you.”

Roy sheepishly scratched his cheek: “You heard all of that?”

“No need to hear it; just look at your face,” Leanna said as she walked to the bedside, only leaving him her back: “So nice, having a princess and an elven girl to enjoy, must be heaven for you.”

The brown-haired girl kept throwing shade, almost radiating visible jealousy.

Until the dark-haired boy gently wrapped his arms around her from behind.

“Sorry for making you feel left out, next time I’ll arrange to let you come first before Charlotte.”

“…I was just joking,” Leanna said, her lips curling into a smile as her jealousy faded away.

“I know. But you do feel a little neglected, right?” Roy smiled, catching the coffee-scented strands of her hair: “Just let me pamper you a bit; they won’t mind.”

“I’ve always relied on you.”

Even if tensions sometimes flared up, whenever it came to him, Leanna was always restrained, often taking the initiative to give way.

Including suggesting to be the last one to meet.

Roy had never overlooked this gentle quality that belonged solely to her.

“I never noticed before, you actually talk quite a bit.”

Leanna turned to him, her beautiful face finally blossoming with a soft smile, making even the broken moonlight pale in comparison.

She hooked her hands and slid off her slippers, bending down to lie over him.

Roy had to scoot back against the headboard to make room for her.

Leanna stilled above him, and then like a serpent in the darkness, she leisurely arched her delicate, supple waist.

Even her demure, classic brown nightgown became somewhat provocative due to her lovely figure.

But Roy knew this was just the beginning.

Charlotte was the shyest, Nia was the sweetest, but the bad girl in front of him was undoubtedly the most playful.

“Guess what color I’m wearing today?”

Roy’s breathing quickened a bit: “Black?”

“Too bad, wrong guess.”

Leanna slowly lifted her long skirt right in front of him, like a curtain rising, showcasing a delicate performance meant just for him.

From under the hem appeared a pair of long and beautiful legs, but this time, they were adorned with coffee-colored knee-high socks, glistening softly in the moonlight, looking luxurious and elegant, like some art piece hidden deep in the palace.

“This is…”

Veszyra’s textile industry was much more advanced than in the Middle Ages, yet Roy was still seeing a style of tights beyond the usual black and white combinations for the first time.

Leanna let out a light hum: “You must be tired of all the black stockings, right?”

“Knee-highs, hold-ups, fishnets—it’s all the same. I thought I’d just switch up the colors.”

“Like it?”

“Of course I do!” Roy blurted out.

“Then…” Leanna’s voice lowered, a wicked look crossing her face, like a tempting demon: “Want to touch?”

Was this girl switching tactics to tease him again?

This one was way worse than the other two, definitely had some mischievous thoughts.

Even after being together for a while, he still often turned beet red because of her.

Thinking of this made Roy hesitate for just a second.

But he hesitated only a second.

Seeing her about to let the skirt fall, Roy honestly said: “Yes!”

“Then please, go ahead~”

He ran his hand down her calf, and just that was enough to feel how smooth and high-quality the material was.

Then he moved up, until his whole palm was resting against her. He could truly appreciate the delicate softness of the skin beneath the stockings.

Charlotte’s legs were slender and delicate, Nia’s were fuller, but Leanna’s legs were the longest, and the feel was somewhere in between.

With the soft fabric of the stockings, saying “leg goals” was truly an understatement…

But just as Roy was about to venture further up towards her inner thigh, the girl shivered, bending at the waist, then suddenly grabbed his hand.

Her pretty face flushed with a tempting red, and a triumphant smile glimmered in her violet eyes, as the brown-haired enchantress revealed her true nature, like a hunter finally catching her prey.

“You little perv.”

“I was just letting you touch the stockings! Where do you think your hand’s going?!”

Roy felt a bit uneasy under her gaze, but quickly snapped back: “You never said what I could or couldn’t touch?!”

“Mmm, then you’re thinking of touching inside? By nightfall, my dear little junior, you clearly aren’t being a gentleman at all,” Leanna’s cheeks turned even redder.

“But then, I’m not exactly a lady either, you know?”

Before Roy could protest, like a snake that just shed its skin, she launched a fierce attack.

Unlike the other two girls, Leanna was way bolder.

Like a sweet little snake, she wrapped herself tightly around him, exerting all her strength, as if trying to imprint her flavor deep within his very soul.

But Roy wasn’t a pushover either.

Even with a senior, he couldn’t just let her bully him!

Expertly counterattacking, it wasn’t long before the girl’s waist softened, her body quivering rhythmically beneath the electric thrill of his touches.

It took him a good while, but Roy finally seized the moment, flipping Leanna underneath him.

After the girl gasped and panted, Roy let her be, looking down at the dazed, misty-eyed witch with a smirk: “Senior, you can’t outplay me in this game.”

Unexpectedly, the girl wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling him in closer again.

“Senior?”

“Don’t call me senior. Use my name.”

“Leanna.”

“Kiss me.” Leanna smiled. Not like a hunter, but like a flower inviting to be picked.

A long, indulgent kiss spread anew, continuing until the moonlight disappeared.