Vol. 1 Ch. 54

After falling under the spell of the Blood, Leon was well aware of the increased initiative one could take. After all, he had firsthand experience two years ago.

Little did he know that, two years later, Rosvitha would execute a two-level reversal, swapping their roles between attacker and defender.

Locked in by the enchanting waves of affection, Leon’s initially tense body relaxed instantly. The dragon tattoo on his chest began to resonate.

Rosvitha’s nightgown, a light, thin fabric, emitted a faint purple glow, outlining her perfect contours with an enticing perspective.

With a triumphant smile, Rosvitha reached out to pinch Leon’s nose. “In the past, I forced you, threatened you, but soon, you’ll be as proactive as a clingy little puppy, begging me, coaxing me to have something happen with you~.”

Her fingertips traced down Leon’s nose, lips, and chin and finally rested on his chest. “What will you do, brave and fearless dragon slayer? Can you control yourself in a moment? Hmm?”

As the glow of the dragon tattoo on Rosvitha’s chest intensified, Leon knew he was about to be captivated. Clutching his fists, nails lightly piercing his skin, he tried to stay conscious through the sensation of pain. However, it was a futile effort before succumbing.

In Leon’s eyes, Rosvitha transformed from a cunning dragoness into his adorable and delicate wife. She was so beautiful, so enchanting. All the positive words used to describe her were not an exaggeration.

So, wanting to hug her and kiss her became one with her.

Rustling—

Leon released his fist, his hand gliding smoothly up Rosvitha’s leg, brushing over the warm knee hollow, sliding over the silky nightgown, and gently embracing her waist.

Staring at those tempting lips, Leon got closer and closer. Rosvitha responded slowly. The next moment, he could feel Rosvitha’s warm breath brushing against his face.

However, suddenly a cold sensation touched his lips. Rosvitha lightly pressed her index finger against his lips.

With a charming smile, she asked, “Do you want to kiss me?”

Leon’s pupils trembled, weakly responding, “Want…”

“How much do you want? Hmm?”

“So much… so much…”

“But I won’t let you kiss.”

Rosvitha seemed not in a hurry to move on to the next step. She enjoyed teasing Leon with this method, making the fiery desire within him burn even more fiercely.

Suddenly, Rosvitha raised her right hand, a glow transforming into a mirror. Leon glanced at the mirror, his breath heavy. “What is this…”

“It’s a magical item that can temporarily record a scene. I bought it the last time I went to Sky City.”

Placing the mirror on the back of the sofa, Rosvitha said, “Now, my dear dragon slayer, do you want to kiss me?”

This dragoness seemed intent on recording his embarrassing moments to torture him later. Leon’s remaining reason wanted him to speak up and reject.

However, the enchanting power of the Blood Enchantment was something even the original Rosvitha couldn’t resist, let alone him.

The idea of “getting closer to Rosvitha” was like a poisonous thorn deeply rooted in Leon’s mind, constantly stimulating him. So, even though he resisted in his mind a thousand times when it came to saying it out loud, it turned into.

“I want to kiss you… really want to kiss you, Rosvitha…”

“Just saying it with your mouth won’t cut it. You have to ask, coax, make me happy, and then I’ll allow you to kiss me.”

“Please… Rosvitha, I beg you…”

Rosvitha hooked her arm around his neck, leaned in close, and their silver and black eyes locked. They could even see their reflections in each other’s pupils.

“So, this is how you beg a girl? Hmph, well, after living for twenty years and only knowing how to fight, it’s quite a challenge for you to try and make me happy.”

Rosvitha gently breathed on Leon’s face. The delicate fragrance from the beauty’s breath brushed over his face, stirring his restless heart. Leon unconsciously tightened his embrace around Rosvitha’s waist, attempting to kiss her again. However, Rosvitha tilted her head slightly, revealing her slender, fair, swan-like neck.

Leon couldn’t continue moving upward, so he could only reach Rosvitha’s neck. But at this point, just being able to touch her satisfied Leon.

Leon kissed Rosvitha’s neck as if he had found a treasure, and his lips could even feel her pulse. Rosvitha lifted the hair from her chest, giving Leon more space to manoeuvre.

She laughed unabashedly, “Look at you now, Leon, how dishevelled you are.”

“To kiss a dragoness, you’ve thrown all your principles out the window. Can you still live up to the pride and dignity of being a dragon slayer?”

Leon’s movements paused. This was his remaining sanity, momentarily reclaiming control over his body. However, it was just a moment.

He grabbed Rosvitha’s wrist, brought her index finger to his mouth, and then opened his mouth to bite. The bite wasn’t forceful. He just desperately wanted some “physical contact” with Rosvitha.

Rosvitha made a soft hissing sound, and her brow furrowed slightly. She chuckled lightly, turned off the recording magic, and picked up the red wine that hadn’t been finished with her other hand. She tilted her head back and drank it all in one go.@@novelbin@@

After drinking, Rosvitha sighed with relief. She pulled her fingers out of Leon’s mouth and embraced his shoulders again.

“Come on, Leon, my little puppy, let me see the true face of your corruption.”

The purple ethereal light became even more enchanting, and Leon was completely immersed in the beautiful trap set by Rosvitha.

Deeper and deeper he fell. In a trance, his memories seemed to return to two years ago. In that dark and damp dungeon, he met Rosvitha for the first time. It was as if fallen prisoners were seeking forgiveness from a saint.

Perhaps, from the moment they looked at each other, the gears of fate had already begun to turn. Everything was already predestined.