Rossweise quickly protected her waist hollow, then did a "carp diving into water" move and dove into the covers, pulling the quilt up to her mouth, only exposing the tip of her nose to breathe.
The entire set of movements flowed like water, as if she had practiced them countless times beforehand.
Leon stood by the bed, looking with great interest at Rossweise who wrapped herself tightly, smiling as he asked, "What's wrong? I just wanted to take a look."
The queen shrank under the covers, justifying herself with logic and reason, "You... you haven't figured out our current situation yet."
Leon raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"
"The current us already have two dragon marks. Sensual feelings will be transmitted through the dragon marks at double the intensity."
Rossweise said, "For example, before, if we wanted... that, we'd need to kiss first, or use other ambiguous means to trigger the other's dragon mark reaction. But now... you might just look at a part of my body and already... want that."
Upon hearing this, General Leon pondered her words carefully, then spread his hands,
"Do I look like someone whose big head is easily controlled by the small one?"
"I can't comment on other things, but when it comes to husband-and-wife matters, you, just, are!"
"Injustice, Your Majesty, I just want to take a glance, promise not to do anything."
Leon raised three fingers, "Swear to the heavens, just one look."
Seeing Leon's sincere expression, Rossweise pursed her lips, struggling over whether to let him see or not.
Even though the two had long explored each other's bodies thoroughly, even knowing exactly where each hidden mole was located.
But to actively expose her sensitive areas... was just too shameful.
When she had just lifted her skirt in the temple to let Leon see her lower abdomen, she had already felt ashamed to the point of overheating.
And now he wanted to look at her most sensitive waist hollow...
Rossweise secretly gritted her teeth, hesitating for a long time, then finally said, "You can look, but you're absolutely not allowed to touch, understand?"
"OK OK."
Rossweise let out a breath, as if comforting herself psychologically.
Then, she sat up in bed, retracted her tail, and sat duck-style with her back to Leon, slowly lifting the back of her skirt.
Her round buttocks were wrapped in black lace, and right above the lace edge at the waist hollow was the dragon mark she had just engraved for herself.
It rose and fell with Rossweise's breathing, sensual yet cute.
But the waist hollow was only part of the dragon mark; a small portion extended down along the depression of the tailbone to beneath the lace panties.
Leon stroked his chin, frowning slightly, "This dragon mark really knows how to pick a spot."
"Have you looked enough, you pervert!", Rossweise said, blushing.
"Let your tail out so I can take another look," Leon said, "The tailbone and waist hollow are too close. I want to see if the dragon mark changes position once the tail is out."
So that was it. She thought this dog man wanted to take the chance to grab her tail again.
Rossweise obediently did as told and released her tail.
Part of the dragon mark remained on her lower back, while after the tail emerged, the other part, due to changes in body structure, extended to the underside of the tail's base.
Normally, dragons would let their tails hang naturally during daily activities.
So the part of the dragon mark extending below the tail wouldn't be seen.
Unless...
Some perverted dragon liked to lift others' tails for fun.
If that really happened, Leon would definitely turn the guy into ash with lightning before the pervert could touch his wife.
"Below the tail root," Leon said.
Hearing that, Rossweise also secretly let out a sigh of relief, "Oh, that's not too bad. At least it didn't shift to a weird place."
"Weird place as in the butt?"
"Shut up! Do you have some kind of obsession with my butt?"
"I'm obsessed with your entire body, Your Majesty."
"Go to hell, idiot! So greasy!"
'Do married men grow greasier and more thick-skinned with time?'
'This mutt... still hasn't figured out his position, daring to speak like this to Her Majesty.'
Rossweise thought secretly, then lowered her skirt and lay back in the covers, "I'll deal with you another day. Go to sleep."
"Oh? You still dare to sleep in the same bed with me?"
Rossweise blinked, not understanding why Leon asked, "What's there to be afraid of?"
"You just said, the dragon marks are now more prone to reaction. What if I accidentally touch your hand, and you want to assault me, what then?"
Rossweise rolled her eyes at the ceiling, "Don't flatter yourself, idiot. Not to mention just touching my hand, even if we held hands all night, I wouldn't feel anything."
"Well, since Her Majesty said so, I'll reluctantly continue sleeping with you then."
"If you don't want to force yourself, go sleep in the yard. No one's stopping you."
Leon grinned, circled to the other side of the bed, changed into his pajamas, and slipped under the covers.
Then, under the covers, he held Rossweise's hand.
To accurately find Rossweise's hand under the blanket without seeing, aside from the queen intentionally placing her hand close, General Leon had clearly mastered the skill through practice.
After linking their hands, the couple naturally interlocked their fingers.
Leon carefully felt it, then commented, "Doesn't really... feel any different. What about you?"
"Me neither. Not only no feeling, I even feel sleepy."
"Huh, just over a year of living together and no feelings left, huh?"
Rossweise gave him a sideways glance, "There are only two kinds of people who lie together and feel nothing."
Leon turned his head to look at her, "Oh? Which two?"
"Pure friendship and old married couples."
"Whoa, Your Majesty, you're making me blush. Married three years and already old couple?", Leon said in a deliberately dramatic tone.
"Idiot, I meant we're pure friendship."
"If you say so, then—"
The bickering came to an abrupt stop.
Leon suddenly felt his heartbeat skip a beat.
And after that skip, his breathing began to accelerate uncontrollably, and his body temperature slowly rose.
The fingers of Rossweise, held in his hand, also twitched slightly.
That meant, Rossweise was having the same reaction.
Holding each other's hand became extremely sensitive. Just the simple act of holding hands caused their minds to constantly imagine things.
Rossweise had always liked the feeling of Leon's palm stroking her, and that sensation... was now manifesting on her body just through imagination.
She gripped the sheet tightly with her other hand, doing her best to suppress the restlessness in her body,
"Leon... Leon..."
"Don't call my name..."
Many times at the peak of pleasure, Rossweise would uncontrollably shout Leon's name.
But this time, she just simply wanted to call him, yet even these two simple words from her mouth became...
So full of allure.
"No... Leon, I feel... something's not right."
Leon looked at her, then said, "What's the matter, mother dragon? Weren't you saying just now that even holding hands all night wouldn't be a problem?"
Rossweise pursed her somewhat dry lips, trying to pull her hand away.
But Leon's broad palm held tightly onto hers, that feeling was just too good...
She didn't need to do anything now, just being held by him made her feel wonderful and euphoric.
Though it was easy to escalate into something more, the sensation was just too intoxicating.
So, after a brief internal struggle, Rossweise gave up.
And at this moment, Leon felt the same flutter in his heart.
"Hey, mother dragon, do you... do you smell that?"
"Smell what?"
"So fragrant..."
"Huh?"
The sound of someone turning over came from beside her, the man on the pillow moved closer, wrapping his arm around her waist under the covers, "Rossweise, you smell so good."
———
The experience brought by double dragon marks completely tore apart their rationality.
No matter what kind of method, what kind of position, it was impossible to satisfy their desire for each other.
Once was not enough.
Twice, not enough.
Three times, not enough.
More...
Must have more.
Even if the sheets were soaked in large patches, even if the horizon had already started to show a bit of white light, even if their bodies were already utterly exhausted...
Still had to do it again.
Rather than saying it was dragon marks, it would be better to say it was an addictive poison.
As long as a little bit was touched, it became impossible to stop.
Rossweise closed her eyes, slightly opened her mouth, but could not make any sound.
She already had no strength left; her body had entered an extremely exhausted state two hours ago.
But she still accepted Leon, continuously squeezing her Dragon King's body to meet the dragon slayer's every thrust.
Another round of degenerate carnival, the couple could no longer count how many times it had been.
A swelling sensation came, Rossweise clamped her legs, lay on her side on the bed, her body involuntarily mildly twitching, "Leon... I'm so tired."
Leon lay in front of her, reaching out to tidy the hair soaked by fragrant sweat, "Let's stop here, Rossweise... this is too crazy."
Rossweise revealed a tired smile, "You said this three hours ago, but once I touched you, you just... pounced."
Leon also gave a bitter smile, "Then don't touch me."
Fatigue crept up on the queen, she hummed a laugh, gently rested her forehead against Leon's broad shoulder, this would give her a deep sense of security after exhaustion.
"How can I resist touching you, idiot."
Only under two circumstances would Rossweise speak her true thoughts.
One was when she was drunk;
The other was after finishing work, when her mind wasn't quite clear, wanting to crawl into Leon's embrace to rest.
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