Chapter 384: Cultured-Men's Appreciation of Beauty

Leon pouted, "What do you mean, like a thief? I'm appreciating, okay?"

Rossweise raised her elegant brows, walked over, and naturally sat beside him.

"So, sneaking glances at someone's face... in your gentlemanly terms, that's called... appreciation?"

"Correction, looking at one's own wife doesn't count as sneaking."

"I'll correct you too, it's a fake wife."

"Fake wife is still a wife."

"Hmph—"

Rossweise covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "Say whatever you like."

As she finished speaking, she noticed what Leon was holding and asked, "What's that?"

"Uh... couple heating-up accessory?"

"Couple? And heating-up?"

Rossweise reached out, took it from him, and read the product description. Instantly, she too realized what the item was used for.

"Su-sure enough, it's a warming tool..."

Their ways of doing homework together were indeed quite diverse, but they rarely used this kind of small gadget.

"And there's more."

The couple seemed to have opened the door to a new world and began seriously inspecting other couple's intimacy gadgets.

[Breathless, as if constricted by a python, LongSchlong flexible neck ring, giving your partner an all-new thrilling experience.]

[This one, this one, sky-high pleasure, delightful straight to heaven, LongSchlong Dragon Mint, an extraordinary sensation.]

Leon blinked, "Dragon Mint? What's that?"

"You know catnip?"

"Yeah. When cats smell it, they start rubbing and rolling around."

"Mm, Dragon Mint has a similar effect on relaxed dragons."

Upon hearing that, General Leon's scheming thoughts started bubbling. He shook the Dragon Mint in his hand, "How about we give this a try—"

"Denied," Rossweise decisively made an "X" motion.

She would never let herself become a soft, cuddly kitten in front of Leon.

She's a queen! A noble dragon!

"Try another one," Rossweise lifted her chin toward another product.

Leon grabbed another.

"Ultra-explosive ecstasy, infinite eruption, LongSchlong's High Endurance Pack, effect comparable to... Dra-Dragon Boost?"

"This one's good," Rossweise's eyes lit up, "Leon, your body isn't what it used to be, this is perfect for you!"

Leon gave her a look, "What do you mean, not what it used to be? Don't we always fight till dawn when we do homework? Plus—"

"Plus?"

"I can train Dragon Boost myself. What do I need this for?"

Saying so, Leon placed the endurance pack back.

Rossweise smiled.

Speaking of "fighting till dawn", she looked up at the clock on the wall. It was nearly midnight.

"Let's sleep. Been in meetings all day, so tired."

"Okay."

As they moved, the two of them simultaneously caught sight of the sofa opposite the big bed.

That long sofa was just long enough for one adult to lie on.

Logically speaking, the "gentleman" General Leon should've volunteered to sleep on the sofa;

And the "man-averse" Her Majesty the Queen should've ordered her captive to go sleep on it.

But, in the very next second, the couple astonishingly and tacitly ignored that sofa completely.

What sofa? Didn't see any. Wasn't this room equipped with only one bed?

'Ah, what a helpless situation again, we'll just have to squeeze into the same bed with our fake wife/husband.'

They got into bed, slipped under the covers, Leon and Rossweise faced back to back.

A big gap remained between them on the mattress.

"Good night."

"Good night."

———

[Ten Minutes Later]

"Leon."

"What?"

"My waist is a bit itchy. Can you... check it for me?"

Actually, doing homework required no reason at all;

But some dumb couples just enjoyed the process of finding excuses.

———

The purple glow of the dragon pattern intertwined with the warm orange crystal lights on the ceiling.

Behind the translucent gauze canopy, two bodies were entwined in suggestive intimacy.

A long silver tail, like a seductive and nimble viper, continuously moved, curled, and tightened around its prey.

'Isa was right, hotels and home really do feel different.'

A quiet atmosphere, no need to worry about disturbing others, even if they flipped the world upside down, no one would interrupt them;

An unfamiliar environment, everything around was unknown, which heightened the natural alertness rooted in every creature's instincts, making them more focused, able to more precisely enjoy and observe each action and reaction from each other.

Rossweise lay on her stomach, a pillow propped beneath her chest, feeling the tingling sensation of kisses against the small of her back.

Silver eyes dazed, dragon patterns resonating, her eyes seemed to ripple with indulgent heart-shaped waves of intoxication.

"Leon... you bastard..."

After being married so long, they were intimately familiar with each other's every sensitive spot.

And the waist hollow, was something that made Rossweise both love and fear.

It was like a switch; just a slight touch would make Her Majesty the Queen go soft all over and lose all strength to resist.

Though she cursed Leon as a bastard, in her heart she wanted him to keep going.

'Ah, women, saying no when they mean yes.'

'Especially in bed.'

Leon had his knee pressing down on her tail; only the stubborn tip was still trying to wiggle free, but it was all in vain.

He reached out his hand, fingertips tracing the dragon pattern at Rossweise's lower back.

The glow brightened with the pressure of his touch.

"Tell me, Your Majesty, how much magic have you stored lately?"

"Id—idiot, of course I stored it full."

"Full?"

"Nonsense—"

This damn man wasn't properly flirting while doing homework, why suddenly bring up dragon magic storage?

But Rossweise still forced her fuzzy consciousness to answer,

"Wasn't that our plan from the start... so of course I filled my magic to the max."

"No, Your Majesty, I think..."

He lowered himself, pressed against the beauty's tender back, leaning near her ear, "You're not full enough yet."

In her blurry state, Rossweise's pupils shrank suddenly. It seemed she realized something.

"What are you planning... hey, don't—ugh... bastard... so mean..."

"Then, Your Majesty, let me help you... top you off."

Rossweise tightly gripped the corner of the pillow, her face flushed red as she clenched her teeth,

"Always with this... flowery, dramatic foreplay... next time can't you just—HEY DON'T—"

A howl of "Dragon King's Agony" cut off all her complaints.

Mm, though that suited her just fine.

If there was no element of violence in the homework, she'd actually feel like something was missing.

Simply put, it wouldn't feel satisfying.

Leon held down the back of her neck, looking down at her from above.

"Melkvei, say that you want a rougher method."

"No... I won't say—"

'You want it in your heart, but your mouth says no, who can survive you, Your Majesty?'

"Say it, or... we're done for tonight."

"Heh... done means done, I don't care."

"Rossweise, hurry. I want to hear your real thoughts. You clearly want me to be rougher, don't you? You naughty little dragon."

Physical violence is one kind of kink;

Verbal abuse counts too.

If it weren't during homework, General Leon wouldn't dare call Rossweise a "naughty little dragon" even if you gave him a hundred lives.

And this nickname did indeed carry some degrading flavor.

But the key is, in Leon and Rossweise's "marital activities", certain humiliating phrases had actually become part of their fun.

Like "naughty little dragon", "useless captive", "fallen queen", and so on.

In short: everything can be kink— Excerpt from A Certain Silver Dragon Couple's Shameless Married Life

"So boring~ So boring."

Though already pushed to the edge of the bed, with no retreat, the Silver Dragon Queen's mouth still refused to yield.

"Is that all you've got? Leon, can you really do it or not?"

Still performing a certain hydra-tongue move, General Leon suddenly froze—

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