Shut up, malevolent dragon! I don’t want to have any more children with you V2C94

Chapter 94: Shameful foot control? Shameful queen control!

Just as Leon was about to get up and leave, Roseweisse suddenly grabbed his wrist.

“If you really want to… I can be on top, that way you won’t press on my ribs.”

“You on top…”

Leon thought about it for a moment. “No, let’s just wait until you’re better. There’s no rush for this.”

Click

I’m already making the first move, and now you’re getting shy?

Where’s that “overbearing CEO forcefully pushes the delicate wife” energy from before?

You need to toughen up, Casmode!

Roseweisse knew she couldn’t seem too eager, or Leon would easily realize she had ulterior motives.

Leon sat by the bed, and Roseweisse slowly sat up, inching closer to him, gently pressing against his back and resting her chin on his shoulder.

Her soft fingers traced the lines of Leon’s arm muscles as she spoke in a tender voice.

“It’s fine, you don’t have to hold back if you want it… Don’t underestimate my body. After all, I’m a dragon~”

As she spoke, her hand slid from his arm to his chest, her warm palm feeling his heart beating faster.

A silvery, melodious laugh escaped her lips as she whispered, her breath tickling his ear.

“Look at you, your heart is already racing, but you’re still holding back. Have you grown distant from me after six months apart?”

Unable to resist the dragoness’s gentle seduction, Leon’s internal struggle eventually subsided as he slowly raised his hand and placed it on hers.

Roseweisse smiled knowingly and then lightly kissed his earlobe, whispering, “Come on, just like before. We both… know each other well, don’t we?”

Roseweisse smiled knowingly and then gently kissed his earlobe, whispering, “Come on, just like before. We both… know each other well, don’t we?”

Her gown slipped away, silver hair cascaded down, and the queen’s perfect body was revealed before his eyes.

The glowing dragon markings spread across the curves and ridges of her form.

He held onto her slender waist, and the beauty leaned down, her breath lightly spraying across his face.

Her red lips brushed against the tip of his nose as if tasting a delicious delicacy.

Roseweisse kissed him lightly on the forehead, whispering, “You’re right, Leon… It’s really getting hotter.”

The couple searched each other’s bodies for memories of the past.

Every inch of skin, every soft moan, every heartbeat—so familiar.

Seeing Leon’s increasingly dazed expression, Roseweisse rejoiced inwardly.

Hmm…

Though I really want to go all the way with you, my injured body can’t quite handle it right now, so…

“Leon… wait, wait a moment, I still feel a bit of pain…”

Stopping now was different from stopping before anything had begun.

Pausing at this moment was like stopping just before the final blow.

A flicker of embarrassment crossed Leon’s face.

The dragon markings had already lit up, and the dam had been breached by the flood of desire—how could they stop now?

But Roseweisse was indeed injured; he couldn’t force her…

“Maybe… I can help you in another way,” Roseweisse suggested.

Leon raised an eyebrow. “What way?”

Roseweisse leaned her head against his chest, nudging his calf with her foot. “With this.”

Leon’s heart skipped a beat.

At that moment, he understood everything.

So that’s it!

From the moment we were chatting in the courtyard, this dragoness had already been setting the stage.

All to stop right at this crucial moment, leaving me in a state of frustration, and finally suggesting ‘the feet.’

And she did have an injury, preventing them from completing the act in a normal way.

So she used this fact to make Leon willingly accept being the one below.

Resisting the urge brought on by the dragon markings, Leon gritted his teeth. “You tricked me again…”

“Ah, you figured it out~”

Roseweisse rested her chin on his chest, her fingertips lazily tracing circles on his cheek, while her foot continued teasing his calf.

“So, what will you do now? Will you endure it? Or… accept my proposal?”

“You!… ”

Leon turned his head away without saying another word.

Roseweisse knew this meant he had given in.

“Hmph, you clearly want my help but stubbornly refuse to admit it.”

She began to relish the joy of exposing Leon’s little thoughts. “So let me ask you now, do you like my feet?”

“N-No!”

“Hmm? You don’t?”

Roseweisse chuckled softly. “Then I won’t help you. You can deal with it yourself.”

With that, Roseweisse made it as if to get out of bed.

“Wait—”

At his voice, Roseweisse glanced back, a triumphant smirk spreading across her face. “Changed your mind?”

“… Fine, I like them, okay?”

But she wasn’t satisfied yet. Roseweisse continued to torment him. “Like what?”

Leon’s face was burning hot, and his body was nearing its limit, so he reluctantly gave in. “Your feet…”

“Whose feet?”

“Yours… your feet.”

“Who likes my feet?”

“I… ”

Roseweisse leaned closer, her lips near his ear, whispering.

“Say it all together, Leon.”

“… I, I like your feet, Roseweisse.”

“Hehe… finally admitting you’re a foot fetishist, huh? You little perv~”

Leon glared at her angrily. That smug smile on her face made him want to retaliate.

He bit his lip, grabbing the back of her head, forcing her to meet his eyes.

“I am not.”

Roseweisse kissed the tip of his nose, lazily and victoriously, like the conqueror she was.

“You just admitted to liking my feet, but you still deny it? Hmm? Being naughty now~”

“In fact, Melqueve, I like every part… of you.”

Roseweisse’s heartbeat skipped a beat.

Damn.

I just got countered.

…

Roseweisse lay on the bed, raising one of her long legs high into the air.
She rarely took the time to admire any particular part of her body.
Unless, of course, certain seasonings had been added to those parts.

“It’s sticky.”
“It’s slippery.”
“And a little hot.”

Her delicate toes intertwined and rubbed against each other, with small droplets of liquid shimmering between them and along the tops of her feet.
Because of the raised position of her leg, the droplets were slowly trickling down, slipping past her ankle, down her calf, to the back of her knee, and finally settling near the base of her thigh.
The sensation of that slick, heated liquid felt like a fine thread, winding itself around her leg in circles, leaving behind a tingling itch.
However, she didn’t let any of it drip onto the bed.
Otherwise, it would be quite a hassle to clean up.

Leon shut his eyes, unable to bear the sight. “Please, just wash it off already.”
“What’s the rush? Even I, with my cleanliness obsession, am not in a hurry. Why are you so anxious?”
Roseweisse spoke in an unhurried tone. “Or is it that getting my feet and legs dirty makes you feel especially ashamed, Leon?”

Footnotes:

1. 寸止(cùn zhǐ): Literally translates to “stopping an inch before.” It’s a term from martial arts, meaning to stop just before landing a blow, indicating restraint. Here, it’s used metaphorically to describe stopping just before the climax of an intimate moment, creating tension.
2. 套路(tào lù): This means “a set pattern” or “scheme.” In modern slang, it refers to tricking or scheming against someone using a predetermined plan or strategy, often playfully or manipulatively.
3. 焯(zhāo): A slang exclamation that expresses frustration or exasperation, similar to saying “damn” in English.
4. 足控(zú kòng): This term refers to someone with a foot fetish, where “足” means “foot” and “控” means “control” or in this context, “obsession.” It’s a casual and sometimes teasing term.