Book 4: Chapter 6 |
Leon leaned back against the sofa, while Lothswisse knelt in front of him.
The violet, ghostly glow of the dragon sigils slowly flickered, signaling that the couple was gradually getting into the rhythm together.
Leon’s face was flushed. Trying a brand-new method for the first time left him feeling a little at a loss.
Lothswisse was much the same.
And because it was her first time using a move like “ear-through clamp,” she wasn’t very proficient yet. After several attempts in a row, she still failed to hold it properly.
“…M-maybe we should switch to a different method?” Leon suggested.
But was Her Majesty the Queen the kind of person who gave up halfway?
Tonight, this new position had to be unlocked.
Lothswisse said stubbornly. Then she lifted the soft fullness at her chest and tried again.
It failed—just as expected.
“That’s strange… could it be that my chest is too small?”
The queen, who wore an E-cup, couldn’t help doubting her own hardware.
While Lothswisse was pondering how to get a comfortable grip, Leon asked quietly,
“By the way… where did you learn this move?”
Although the couple had been married for five years, their usual “homework-turning-in” could be described as strictly by-the-book.
Even though the movements were bold and often lasted until dawn, most of the time they still stuck to fairly traditional methods.
The reason was simple: they were each other’s first love. Before that, they had no experience at all and could only follow instinct when it came to marital intimacy, so there wasn’t much in the way of fancy tricks.
At most, they might play around with costume changes.
That was why Lothswisse’s sudden “two giant buns sandwiching cheese” playstyle genuinely caught Leon off guard.
“…I read it in a book,” Lothswisse said.
“…You usually stay in the study reading until midnight. Have you been reading this kind of thing the whole time?”
“N-nonsense!”
Lothswisse retorted. “It’s just that… some romance novels have descriptions like this.”
Leon did know that she had a habit of reading romance novels.
But had romance novels stopped writing about young men and women falling in love and instead started going this far now?
Tsk—
Then again, inserting straightforward, crowd-pleasing elements like this into overly sentimental scenes wasn’t actually a bad idea.
After all, if the masses liked it, it was good stuff!
“I feel like the frequency with which you read romance novels has gone up a lot compared to when I first met you,” Leon suddenly said.
Lothswisse was silent for a moment, then nodded in acknowledgment.
“Yes. I do spend much more time on novels than when I was alone before.”
Leon blinked, catching the key phrase in her words—
When I was alone before.
So more precisely, Lothswisse’s increase in romance-novel reading started after she married Leon.
She knelt there quietly, her long silver tail resting naturally on the carpet.
Leon looked at her cool, exquisite face and seemed to understand the reason behind it.
Just like why they were so conservative in bed, neither of them really knew how to face a true wife or husband.
So in order to better maintain her relationship with Leon, Lothswisse had read countless romance novels.
It was a childish, girlish method—and seeing it on the Silver Dragon Queen even gave it a certain gap-moe charm.
And it was probably the most low-key, least conspicuous method she could think of.
After all, she couldn’t exactly go ask Isha, “Big sis, can you teach me how to fall in love?”
And have Isha reply, “Good sister, I’ve been single for five or six hundred years myself—how would I know?”
Leon pulled his thoughts back.
He reached out and gently stroked Lothswisse’s silver hair.
The queen lifted her gaze, her cheeks flushed, meeting Leon’s black eyes.
The couple held each other’s gaze for a moment, the glow of the dragon sigils growing ever more suggestive.
Then—
“Ah! It’s standing up!”
Lothswisse let out a small cry, immediately seizing the opportunity. She lifted her “weapon” and moved to meet it.
Leon froze for a beat, then shook his head with a helpless smile.
As expected—she really was persistent.
This time, heaven rewarded effort—
Her Majesty the Queen succeeded!
When emotions reached their peak, everything naturally became smooth.
The earlier failures weren’t because the dragon sigils hadn’t lit up, nor because the couple had lost passion for each other.
It was probably just that they hadn’t turned in homework for several days and were a little rusty.
And now—
Through Lothswisse’s unrelenting efforts, the sleeping little lion was finally awakened!
The sensation was somewhat unfamiliar to both of them.
Normally, one side would venture deep into the mire, while the other enveloped with love, each fulfilling their role.
This feeling right now was both strange and exhilarating.
Both husband and wife were flushed red.
Because of the position, those sensitive areas were far more visible than usual.
Lothswisse proceeded step by step and quickly grasped the technique.
After the initial tension, Leon gradually relaxed as well.
He straightened up, reached out, and gently held the back of Lothswisse’s head, drawing her a little closer.
Her warm breath brushed against his abdomen, ticklish and electrifying.
“How is it… is this okay…?” Lothswisse asked softly.
Leon’s bangs fell over his eyes, hiding them, and he replied in a low voice, “Mm…”
“Should I… go faster… or slower?”
“E-either is fine.”
“Then I’ll… go by my own feelings.”
“Okay…”
Even though they had been married for five years and turned in homework countless times, this exchange felt more like a young couple secretly tasting forbidden fruit for the first time.
Lothswisse tried speeding up a little.
Just as Leon had anticipated, while he was in a weakened state, Lothswisse held complete control.
But this passivity didn’t give Leon any sense of being “overpowered.”
Perhaps it was because of the new method.
His stubborn, tsundere wife always managed to surprise him in new ways.
…
As they neared the end, the dragon sigils reacted more and more intensely.
Lothswisse was completely immersed, her silver tail wrapping around Leon’s uninjured leg. Her snow-white body flushed slightly red, and her movements kept quickening.
And because her range of motion was a bit too large, the “little lion’s head” would occasionally bump against Lothswisse’s chin.
Leon looked at her tender, almost dripping red lips, forcibly suppressing the urge to go further.
This is fine… this is fine… don’t go too far…
“Lothswisse… y-you can stop now, I—”
“It’s okay… like this is fine… it’s okay even if you come out…”
She didn’t loosen her hold—she even tightened it slightly.
“But… I’m afraid it’ll get messy—”
“It’s fine… it’s fine…”
With things said this far, Leon stopped holding back.
After gathering himself for a moment, the little lion—tormented by mountains for so long—finally broke through and poured out.
A scorching warmth spilled across Lothswisse’s chest, neck, and hair.
Although her body didn’t receive the same kind of “nourishment” as usual this time, the feedback she got was no less than before.
After all, with double dragon sigils, even kissing alone could be unimaginably wonderful—let alone this first-time, forbidden-fruit-like experience.
She released the softness at her chest and leaned back slightly, quietly savoring the lingering heat.
That warm flow traced its way from the valley down to her flat abdomen, and she enjoyed it, relishing the aftertaste.
After a short while, Lothswisse stood up, awkwardly covering her private area, looking shy and bashful.
“I… I’ll go wash up…”
“O-okay…”
As the desire faded, looking at the mess left on the sofa, both of them felt a bit embarrassed.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Not long after, Lothswisse emerged wrapped in a bath towel.
The couple exchanged a glance from several meters apart, then both looked away at the same time.
Lothswisse walked quickly to the bed and sat down, waiting for her hair to dry naturally.
After a few minutes of silence, Leon spoke first.
“Lothswisse…”
The queen looked up. “Hm?”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
She blinked, as if recalling something, then smiled brightly.
“Why do I feel like you’ve been saying ‘thank you for your hard work’ to me more often lately? Especially… after we finish.”
Leon froze. “H-have I?”
“Yes.”
Lothswisse tucked her damp hair behind her ear and said seriously,
“You rarely—almost never—said things like that to me before. It was after Little Light was born, I think. Every time—really, almost every single time—after we finish, you say ‘thank you for your hard work.’”
After a pause, she asked mischievously,
“What? Has the mighty dragon-slaying hero started showing tenderness toward me, this Dragon King?”
Leon pursed his lips. “Tch, don’t flatter yourself. I’m just… just…”
“Just what?”
“Just… being polite! Yes, that’s it. I’m a civilized, well-mannered gentleman.”
Lothswisse rolled her eyes. “Alright, gentleman. Then tonight you sleep on the sofa.”
“Why?!”
“How can a gentleman take advantage of a lady? Right?”
“But you’re my wife.”
“Fake wife.”
“Fake wives are still wives!”
Leon couldn’t sit still anymore. He stood up on one leg and hopped toward the bed from the sofa.
Lothswisse watched his clumsy movements—it was like an angry penguin.
But just as Leon was about to hop to the bedside, he lost his footing and pitched forward.
Fortunately, Lothswisse reacted quickly and caught him.
“I was pretending,” Leon said.
“I know,” she played along.
The couple exchanged a look, then burst into laughter at the same time.
Amid the laughter, the queen mercilessly exposed him.
“What is pretending? You almost fell!”
“Exactly. I can barely even walk without falling now—how can you bear to make me sleep on the sofa?”
“What do those two things have to do with each other?”
“Nothing. I just want to sleep on the bed.”
Lothswisse chuckled and glanced at him.
“Fine, fine. Bed it is.”
The couple slipped under the covers, turned off the bedside lamp, and stared at the ceiling together.
Leon suddenly remembered that Lothswisse had said the new method came from romance novels.
So then—
“Lothswisse.”
“Mm?”
“When are you going to read more romance novels?”
The queen: ?
Man—your name is greed.
…
Footnotes:
- Get into the rhythm
- Pinyin:jiàn rù jiā jìng
- Explanation:A phrase meaning to gradually enter a comfortable or ideal state.
- All thunder, no rain
- Pinyin:gān dǎ léi bù xià yǔ
- Explanation:Making a big show without immediate results.
- Homework
- Pinyin:jiāo zuò yè
- Explanation:A humorous euphemism for fulfilling marital or intimate obligations.
- Two giant buns sandwiching cheese
- Pinyin:liǎng piàn dà miàn bāo jiā zhī shì
- Explanation:Internet slang describing a suggestive visual metaphor.
- Gap-moe
- Pinyin:fǎn chà mèng
- Explanation:Charm that comes from the contrast between someone’s usual image and an unexpectedly cute or naïve side.
- Forbidden fruit
- Pinyin:jìn guǒ
- Explanation:A metaphor for experiences that are tempting precisely because they feel taboo or first-time.
- Strike while the iron is hot
- Pinyin:chèn rè dǎ tiě
- Explanation:Acting decisively at the right moment; here implied in seizing initiative.
- Angry penguin
- Pinyin:fèn nù qǐ é
- Explanation:A playful image for someone hopping awkwardly while upset.