Chapter 1 (Part 4)

‘……Where am I?’  

Golden Day Primroses were blooming everywhere.  

Leonardo could confidently say he had never seen such a place near the shelter.  

Every step he took, the Golden Day Primroses were crushed underfoot, and every breeze carried the floral scent, which felt strange.  

He felt as if he were gradually becoming intoxicated, like having drunk alcohol.  

To regain his senses, Leonardo clenched his fist with his nails. Though it didn’t stop the drowsiness.  

‘Where on earth am I going?’  

Wanting to stop walking aimlessly, he tried to put strength in his legs, but his body moved regardless of his will.  

As if being controlled by someone.  

‘Where is this? Why am I here?’  

Leonardo sensed that if this were reality, it would be dangerous.  

But he couldn’t be sure if this was a dream or reality. That was because the only way to distinguish sky from ground was by the presence of Golden Day Primroses.  

Walking and walking, he encountered Grace Lowell purely by chance.  

As far as he knew, the only person with a small stature, wearing the 2nd Knight Order uniform, and with curly, cotton candy-like pink hair was Grace Lowell.  

So it was only natural to think of Grace, no one else.  

‘Is this reality…….’  

Like him, she was staring blankly at the helplessly crushed Golden Day Primroses as she spun her foot.  

Then, suddenly, she turned her head and looked at him.  

‘Ah, right. We swapped bodies.’  

Only after meeting her eyes did he realize belatedly. Grace Lowell couldn’t be in ‘Grace Lowell’s’ form. Her original appearance.  

Only then could Leonardo be sure this was a dream. But his thoughts didn’t continue.  

‘Grace Lowell! This crazy woman!’  

Grace, who ran towards him at high speed, hugged him tightly. Leonardo frowned at the overwhelming discomfort.  

But Grace, as if unaware, smiled brightly.  

“W-what is it!”  

As she smiled brightly, she tilted her head as if something was strange, then pulled something deep yellow from her bosom and forcibly stuffed it into his mouth.  

When her fingers entered as well, Leonardo opened his mouth wide in surprise.  

Even as saliva dripped between his wide-open lips, Leonardo, suspicious of what she had forced in, didn’t swallow.  

Realizing this, Grace pressed her lips to his, pushing the sweet yet bitter substance with her tongue.

“Ugh!”

What on earth is this?

Does this woman even know what she’s doing? Moreover, were dreams always something one could taste?

Feeling something strange, Leonardo bit Grace’s tongue that was swirling around in his mouth and tried to spit out what was inside.

“Ugh! What is this…!”

Instead, his own tongue was bitten, and he unknowingly swallowed what was in his mouth. Grace, seeing him swallow, stepped back slightly.

Leonardo reached out to grab Grace to question her, but dizziness overwhelmed him, leaving him unable to do anything.

“What, hey, you.”

What did you make me eat?

Leonardo’s words were muffled inside his mouth. He saw Grace smiling brightly in front of him.

With a thud, Leonardo’s knees buckled, and he sat down on the floor, struggling to regain his senses.

“…Grace Lowell.”

This crazy woman.

As Leonardo sat on the floor, Grace squatted down beside him.

Seeing her innocent smile, pretending to know nothing, made him angry.

He thought he was angry, but it felt like the anger was rising somewhere other than his head.

Leonardo was startled by the strange sensation between his legs.

‘What on earth is this?’

Without needing to check, he knew what was happening to his body.

He could tell without looking that blood was rushing to his core, swelling as if it would burst. The question was, why did this happen all of a sudden?

‘This is strange.’

As time passed, doubt disappeared, and his breath quickened.

Leonardo felt a strong desire to lay Grace down on the ground and ravish her.

It was the first time he had ever felt such an intense desire.

But no matter how much of a dream it was, he didn’t want to do that to Grace Lowell.

He was sure of it.

“Have I gone mad, Leonardo Fernandez.”

Leonardo belatedly realized that he was lying Grace down on the flowerbed as if possessed.

Even though he kept thinking that he shouldn’t, that he didn’t want to, his body didn’t obey his will. It felt as if his body and mind were separate.

Meanwhile, Grace just looked at him with sparkling eyes, offering no resistance.

“Why, why isn’t this going my way?”

He thought something was wrong, but Leonardo couldn’t think deeply.

Instead, he slowly forgot even the thought that he should stop, and instinctively sat on Grace’s lower body.

As their lower parts touched, Leonardo unconsciously rubbed himself against her.

Oddly, it was his body, yet it didn’t obey him.

As if that wasn’t enough, Leonardo felt heat rising in his body, and he unconsciously began removing his clothes one by one.

With his upper body bare, revealing his chest, Grace, who had been lying quietly, reached out her hand.

Then, she ran her fingertips down, as if scratching.

“Huh! Look at this!”

Like someone drunk and left with only instincts, Leonardo felt tension fill his lower body from that simple touch.

His reason screamed not to touch this woman, but his instincts told him to devour her immediately.

Even though he thought he shouldn’t, he was undressing Grace.

By the time her white bare chest, hidden under her clothes, was revealed before his eyes, Leonardo no longer remembered that he shouldn’t be doing this.

All that remained was the thought of biting, sucking, and ruining that chest.

“Haa!”

As he hurriedly lowered his head and bit a n*pple, a strange satisfaction enveloped him.

Seeing Grace, disheveled, blushing beneath him, filled him with an unusual sense of satisfaction.

He raised his tongue and licked the *rect n*pple that stood up from his stimulation.

“Huuu!”

Grace moaned, twisting her waist.

At her reaction, Leonardo felt the last shred of reason he was clinging to fly away.

Whose chest he was licking, who this woman was, no longer mattered.

“You cry well.”

Saying so, Leonardo twisted her n*pple with his fingers, causing Grace to flinch.

Grace closed her eyes, letting out a shallow moan.

Her attitude, as if saying he could do whatever he wanted, made Leonardo roughly grab her chest and bite down with his teeth.

A savagery he didn’t know he possessed flowed out.

Sucking hard on the n*pple, Leonardo pulled down Grace’s pants.

Seeing the black lace underwear hidden beneath, he laughed savagely. As he reached out and grabbed it firmly, Grace’s hips jerked.

“Haa!”

“This is driving me crazy, really.”

He wanted to strip off that small piece of fabric and thrust his manhood, suppressed within his clothes, into her.

But he shouldn’t.

‘No, why shouldn’t I?’

Here, what was there that he couldn’t do as he pleased?

After all, it’s just a dream.

Forgetting even the fact that he wasn’t thinking clearly, Leonardo removed the only obstacle, her underwear.

As the hidden secret bush was revealed, he simply pulled down his trouser buckle to reveal himself.

His long, thick member, which seemed doubtful it could fit in his pants, bobbed into view.

Without hesitation, he grabbed Grace’s legs and immediately sought the entrance to thrust himself in.

The narrow, wet hole, made slick from the previous caresses, easily accepted his member.

“Haaang!”

Under the strong force, Grace’s waist arched like a bow.