Chapter 281

Leon sat on the edge of the bed, and Losweiser slowly sat up and leaned over, gently resting her chin on his shoulder.

The Queen spoke softly, her warm fingertips gliding over the muscles of Leon's arm.

"It's alright, if you want it... then don't hold back. Don't underestimate my body, I'm a dragon, you know~"

As she spoke, her hand slowly slid from Leon's arm to his chest, feeling his heartbeat quickening with her warm palm.

A melodious, bell-like laugh reached her ears, and Losweiser's breath was sweet as orchids.

"Look at you, your heart is beating so fast, and you're still holding it in. Have you grown distant from me after not seeing me for six months?"

Unable to resist the Dragon Queen's patient persuasion.

After a moment of internal struggle, Leon slowly raised his hand and placed it on the back of her hand.

Losweiser smiled knowingly, then gently kissed his earlobe. "Come on, like before. We... know each other very well, don't we?"

The long dress fell away, her silver hair loosened, and the Queen's perfect, delicate body was revealed before him.

Dragon Mark shimmered and spread across the ravines and mountains.

He held her waist, which was so small he could barely encircle it, and the beauty leaned down, her breath gently blowing on his face.

Her red lips brushed against the tip of his nose, as if she were savoring a delicious dish.

Losweiser gently kissed his forehead.

"You're right, Leon ... it's getting hotter and hotter."

The couple searched for past memories on each other's bodies.

Every inch of skin, every soft whisper, every heartbeat—it's all so familiar.

Seeing Leon's increasingly dazed gaze, Losweiser was secretly delighted.

Although I really want to go all the way with you, this Queen current injuries are really taking their toll, so...

"Leon... wait, wait a minute, I still feel a little pain..."

Calling a halt now is different from calling a halt before it even started.

If it suddenly stops now, what's the difference between that and stopping abruptly?

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Leon's face.

The Dragon Mark has already been lit up, and the dam has been breached by the flood of desire. How can we just stop now?

Losweiser is indeed injured; we cannot force her...

"How about... I help you in another way?" Losweiser said.

Leon raised an eyebrow. "What method?"

Losweiser nestled against his chest and nuzzled his calf with her foot. "Use this."

Leon's heart skipped a beat.

At that moment, he understood again.

So that's how it is!

The Dragon Queen had already begun planning this while we were chatting in the yard.

The purpose was to stop at this crucial moment, making Leon feel awkward and unable to move forward or backward, and then finally suggest using 'foot'.

Moreover, she was indeed injured and unable to complete a normal assignment.

So she took advantage of this to make Leon willingly choose to be on the bottom.

Leon resisted the Dragon Mark's reaction, gritting his teeth, "You tricked me again..."

"Oh dear, you found out!"

Losweiser rested her chin on his chest, her fingertips twirling slowly on his cheek, while her toes tickled Leon's calves.

"So what do we do now? Are you going to endure it, or... accept my suggestion?"

"You!..."

Leon turned his head away and remained silent.

Losweiser knew that he had tacitly agreed.

"Hmph, you clearly want me to help you, but you just won't say it out loud."

Losweiser began to enjoy the wonderful feeling of uncovering Leon's little scheme. "Now I'm asking you, do you like my feet?"

"No, I don't like it!"

"Hmm? You don't like it?"

Losweiser chuckled, "Then I won't help you. You'll have to figure it out yourself."

As she spoke, Losweiser got up to get out of bed.

"Wait a minute—"

Hearing this, Losweiser turned around, a wicked smile spreading across her face. "Got your mind?"

"... I like it, okay?"

Losweiser persisted, relentlessly tormenting him, "What do you like?"

Leon's face was burning hot, but his body was reaching its limit, so he had no choice but to comply with the Dragon Queen, "I like feet..."

Whose feet do you like?

"Your... your feet."

Who likes my feet?

"I..."

Losweiser moved closer to Leon, whispering in his ear.

"To put it all together, Leon."

"... I... I like your feet, Losweiser."

"Heh... So you finally admit you're a foot fetishist, huh? You pervert~"

Leon glared at her angrily; that smug smile was truly infuriating.

He bit his lip, cupped the back of Losweiser's head, and forced her to look him in the eye.

"I am not."

Losweiser kissed the tip of his nose, languid as a victor.

"You've already admitted you like my feet, and you're still denying it? Hmm? You're being naughty~"

"In fact, Melkwy, I love everything about you..."

Losweiser's heart skipped a beat.

They were killed in retaliation.

Losweiser lay on the bed with one long leg raised high.

The warm sunlight filtered through the thin curtains, casting a soft golden glow on her smooth skin. She gracefully rotated her ankles, seemingly admiring the perfect contours of her legs.

She's not usually this narcissistic.

But today's 'breakfast' is particularly delightful.

"So dirty."

"It's so astringent."

"They're all yours."

The tiny droplets sparkled and shone brightly in the warm sunlight.

The sensation was like fine, lingering silk, forming a graceful trajectory that cast a unique allure over her legs. Losweiser gently swayed her legs, enjoying the wonderful, meandering touch that stirred a tingling desire within her.

She controlled every drop with an almost artistic flair, making the process both elegant and efficient. And Losweiser never allowed a single drop to spill onto the pristine white sheets.

Otherwise, it will be a lot of trouble to clean up.

Leon closed his eyes, unable to bear looking. "Please, just wash it off already."

"What's the rush? Even someone as fastidious as me isn't in a hurry to wash, but you're the one rushing."

"Or is it that you feel particularly ashamed of getting my feet and legs dirty, Leon?" Losweiser said slowly.

"..."

He thought that after six months, the Dragon Queen would have toned down her playfulness to some extent.

Unexpectedly, instead of curbing their behavior, they even showed signs of escalating their actions.

This is probably like parents who have been working away from home for a year coming back to see their children.

The most classic line after they meet is, "You've grown so much taller!"

In fact, if the child is always by their side, it is very difficult for parents to notice changes in height.

In other words, if Leon had stayed by Losweiser's side the whole time, he wouldn't have found her games more exciting than before after six months.

It seems... there's another reason to stay with Losweiser.

As the sticky 'threads' on her legs gradually cooled and lost their initial sensation, Losweiser lost interest.

"Wash it off for me."

"Why don't you just go take a shower yourself?"

"Whoever pollutes should clean it up. Didn't you bring this up here?"

Don't try to reason with a woman.

Especially women who have lived for over two hundred years.

Leon pouted angrily, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of hot water.

Losweiser spread a blanket on the edge of the bed and sat on it to avoid accidentally getting her thighs on the sheets.

Leon placed the basin under the bed, and Losweiser tried to put her feet in.

The water temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold.

His long cohabitation had allowed him to precisely adjust the water temperature to Losweiser's favorite.

"That's so thoughtful," Losweiser praised with a smile.

"Hmph, I just don't want to be nagged by you."

Leon gently pressed on the instep of Losweiser's feet and poured water onto them.

"If the water is too hot, you'll say I did it on purpose; if it's too cold, you'll say I didn't care. Well then, I might as well put in a little more effort to adjust the water temperature to just right."

Losweiser's lips curled into a smile as she shifted her gaze from Leon's face to the basin of water, speaking with a hint of pride and smugness.

"Stop kidding, you just care about me and are concerned about me."

"Dragon Queen, I really want to throw your foot bath water in your face."

"Oh dear, just half an hour ago you said you liked everything about me, and now you want to throw foot bath water in my face? Humph, as expected, you can never trust what a man says in bed."

After washing her feet, Leon carefully washed away the marks on her calves and inner thighs. "If you don't believe what's said in bed, then you'd better not believe what's said outside of bed either. After all, what prisoner would open up to the Queen and tell her the whole truth every day?"

His fingers and palms were somewhat rough, marks left by years of battle and rigorous practice of magic. There was a peculiar sensation as they brushed against Losweiser's leg skin.

Losweiser didn't dislike the touch; on the contrary, she liked it. Being touched by Leon's palm always gave her a sense of security.

"Speaking of this, something suddenly came to mind."

"What?"

"Did you say something to me before you entered the spatial rift?"

Leon abruptly stopped cleaning up the marks, pursed his lips, and feigned ignorance, saying...