Chapter 147 - 147: No Need to Go Back
He lifted his eyes to look at Rossweise.
The queen was smiling, her expression full of smugness.
Her face seemed to be saying, "What can you do about it~"
Leon endured the pain coming from his waist, trying hard to recall if there were any particularly sensitive spots on Rossweise's body.
Of course, there were—her tail tip.
Whenever he touched Rossweise's tail tip, she would go weak all over, instantly turning into a docile little kitten.
But now, this she-dragon had pulled her tail back.
She was invincible, folks!
No, no, no, he had to think of a way quickly. Otherwise, if she kept pinching him like this, he probably wouldn't be able to straighten his back tomorrow morning.
His gaze roamed over Rossweise's beautiful face. The pain in his waist became even more pronounced, making it impossible for him to think with absolute calm.
Finally, he lowered his eyes, his gaze landing on Rossweise's soft lips.
A bold idea surged into Leon's mind.
At this point, in order to save his waist, he had no choice but to do this.
Meanwhile, Rossweise was enjoying the sight of Leon struggling to hold back his voice, her smile growing even more satisfied. She continued to mouth the words, "Don't~ make~ a~ sound~"
But then, she saw Leon's lips curve slightly upward, as if he had found a way to counterattack.
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Rossweise's smile froze—she didn't know what this guy was planning to do.
Before the queen could react, she felt a broad, slightly cool hand gently cradling the back of her head.
'Wait, this is...', Rossweise's silver eyes widened in an instant.
By the time she realized what was about to happen, it was already too late.
Leon held the back of her head and pressed a kiss to her lips.
The moment their lips met, Rossweise tensed up, subconsciously tightening her grip.
At that moment, Leon felt as if he could hear his waist screaming in agony.
But, oh well—he could only turn his grief into strength and kiss this she-dragon even harder.
Don't make a sound?
Fine, if our mouths are blocked, no one will be making a sound.
This is the top-tier adaptability of a dragon slayer.
The world's number-one strategist.
Rossweise's silver pupils trembled violently. If her daughters weren't here, she would have long since swung her tail straight into this bastard man's face.
She clamped down on Leon's waist with all her might, hoping that the pain would make him give up.
But she quickly realized—the harder she pinched, the deeper Leon kissed.
And as the kiss dragged on, Rossweise's clenched teeth were gradually pried open by Leon.
Truthfully, ever since that chaotic night at the hot spring, the two of them had developed a strange attachment to kissing.
Even though both their bodies and conscious minds rejected kissing each other, every time they locked eyes, they would recall the sensation of that hot spring night.
To them, kissing was a way for their souls to resonate without the need for physical intimacy. It was an experience far more wonderful than any other bodily contact.
It was an addiction, one they both wanted to stay away from but couldn't let go of.
The dragon markings on their bodies didn't glow. Rossweise knew—her current loss of control was purely because her addiction had been triggered.
Actually, this wasn't even their first kiss since returning from the hot spring.
The last time, during their date at Sky City, at the final stop—on that sunset beach—she and Leon had met each other's gaze by the sea, and she had involuntarily kissed him.
She often reminisced about the feeling of kissing Leon.
To be honest, she didn't dislike it.
She just couldn't face her own feelings.
How could she kiss a dragon slayer so passionately and even crave it?
But she also believed that Leon felt the same way she did at this moment.
If it weren't absolutely necessary, he wouldn't have kissed her just now.
In this situation, this was the only way to make the Silver Dragon Queen give up tonight's Don't Make a Sound Challenge, pretend nothing happened, and obediently wait until their daughters left.
Forget it, forget it...
What Don't Make a Sound Challenge? It's just two fools who refuse to admit defeat, tormenting each other.
The kiss deepened.
At some point, Rossweise had already let go of Leon's waist.
Instead, her soft, warm palms pressed against his abdomen, silently indulging in this "forced" kiss.
But even though they weren't making a sound, as the kiss went on, their bodies inevitably started to react.
Under the covers, Leon and Rossweise's legs unconsciously rubbed, intertwined, and wrapped around each other.
The blanket rustled with friction.
Hearing the movement under the bed, the two little dragon daughters quickly covered their mouths.
Though... it just sounded like someone turning over?
Luna's big eyes rolled twice before she whispered, "Sister, let's go~"
"Mm, okay."
Dragon-daughter special forces, retreat!
Just like when they came, they lifted their legs high and landed lightly, exiting the bedroom one after the other.
After everyone had left, Noah took one last glance at her parents on the bed and whispered, "Good night."
Then, she gently closed the bedroom door.
Leon and Rossweise both noticed that their daughters had left the room.
But it seemed... neither of them wanted to acknowledge it.
They just kept kissing, immersed in each other, still silent.
This feeling was so intoxicating, they couldn't stop.
Because they both knew—under normal circumstances, they would never indulge in kissing like this.
It was like secretly reading a novel in class as a teenager—while excitedly anticipating the plot's progression, you also had to stay on high alert for the teacher.
It was both nerve-wracking and thrilling.
But once class ended, that feeling would vanish, and the novel would no longer be as engaging.
And yet, the novel was still the same, the plot unchanged—only the environment had shifted.
Without that tension and thrill, the innate desire for rebellion and rule-breaking would no longer be satisfied.
As they kissed each other, what they craved wasn't just the electrifying sensation of lips intertwining—it was also the forbidden thrill of crossing the line.
Finally, when their dragon markings flickered with light, blue arcs glowing between their tightly pressed chests, they abruptly pulled apart.
Rossweise's face flushed red, her brain slightly oxygen-deprived from the long kiss.
She squeezed her eyes shut, shook her head, and rubbed her temples before feeling a little better.
Leon was in the same state.
Once both of them recovered, they lay on their sides, silently gazing at each other.
No anger.
No teasing.
No stubborn bickering.
They just... stared.
Black and silver eyes intertwined in the dim light, their heated gazes expressing the lingering desire from that forbidden kiss.
But they both knew—there wouldn't be a second time tonight.
This was enough.
Eventually, Leon let out a soft sigh, "I'm going back to the couch."
Rossweise didn't say anything.
Leon silently turned over and started to lift the blanket.
But just as he turned away, Rossweise grabbed the hood of his pajama top from behind.
"What's wrong? Still afraid of the spider? I was just messing with you—there's no spider."
...There was no reason for this.
She had no reason to stop him.
Yet, she did.
Rossweise bit her lip, hesitating to speak.
Leon, thinking she was still worried about the imaginary spider, turned back and reassured her.
"Then I'll stay here with you, and once you fall asleep, I'll go back—"
"No need to go back," Rossweise interrupted him in a low voice, but there was no follow-up to her words.
After saying that, she just gazed into Leon's eyes, silent and speechless.
Leon's heart stirred slightly. He nodded, "Alright."
Only then did Rossweise slowly close her eyes. Her long eyelashes, distinct and clear, gently lowered.
Her expression gradually softened, but her fingers holding onto Leon's hoodie remained tightly clasped.
Leon glanced sideways at the hood, sighing inwardly, 'Looks like I won't be able to turn over freely tonight.'
"Good night...", The queen's long, elegant brows remained slightly closed, her voice soft, almost like a murmur in a dream.
"Good night," Leon replied.
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At dawn, Leon slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he found that Rossweise was no longer beside him.
On the bed lay her light, thin camisole nightgown from last night. The bedding still retained some warmth, suggesting she had just gotten up not long ago.
Leon sat up slowly, lifted the covers, got out of bed, and rubbed his messy hair before heading to the bathroom.
The moment he entered, he saw Rossweise standing at the sink, brushing her teeth.
She was wearing that pink couple's pajama set. The zipper at the chest wasn't fully pulled up, faintly revealing her ample curves.
The part of the pajamas meant to accommodate her tail had been removed, so her long silver tail extended directly from the back of her outfit. At the base of her spine, aside from the root of Rossweise's tail, a small section of delicate skin was visible.
Further down, the graceful curve of her waist and hips was like rolling hills. Even in loose pajamas, Rossweise's figure was impossible to conceal.
She stood with one hand on her waist and the other holding her toothbrush, brushing her teeth in a lazy yet rhythmic manner. Toothpaste foam spilled from the corner of her mouth, her cheeks puffing slightly—an unexpectedly cute sight.
Seeing Leon enter, Rossweise glanced at him without saying anything. She merely shifted slightly to the side, making a little room for him at the sink.
Leon stepped forward, picked up the toothbrush that his daughters had brought over yesterday while helping them move, squeezed some toothpaste onto it, and began brushing his teeth.
Swish—Swish—
His brushing speed was noticeably faster than Rossweise's, and the foam in his mouth was also more abundant.
The couple stared straight at their reflection in the mirror.
Matching pajamas—one blue, one pink—standing side by side while brushing their teeth, they indeed exuded the aura of a cohabiting couple.
However, that was only on the surface. This pair of foolishly stubborn spouses wouldn't be performing any heartwarming scenes so early in the morning.
Seeing how fast Leon was brushing, Rossweise frowned slightly. Naturally, she was unwilling to lag behind.
The queen lowered her hand from her waist and sped up her brushing.
Leon's movements paused for a second, 'This dragon's strange competitive streak is acting up again, huh? Competing even in brushing teeth?'
Leon rolled his eyes in exasperation, 'Hah, childish!'
And then he, too, sped up.
Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish—
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