Chapter 12 (Part 4)

As the bathroom filled with the scent of roses, Leonardo knocked on the door.

“Sir Grace, may I come in?”

“Yes, come in.”

At her permission, Leonardo cautiously opened the door and entered.

Placing the clothes he brought into a basket, he hesitated before approaching her.

“The rose scent is lovely.”

“Yes, it’s my favorite. My room must have smelled like this too. Didn’t you notice?”

“I did. Even the blankets carried a faint trace of it.”

Grace nodded at his response.

As the tub filled, Grace stood up, holding her collar, and looked at Leonardo.

“Is it okay if I undress?”

“Ah, uh, yes.”

Seeing him stammer, Grace laughed and began unbuttoning her shirt.

“After all, we’ve already seen everything there is to see. Why are you acting shy now?”

Her words made Leonardo’s face flush red.

Approaching him, Grace grabbed his clothes and said,

“Honestly, we don’t even need the blindfold, do we?”

Leonardo swallowed nervously as he looked at her, wondering why she always seemed to take the lead in these situations.

And yet, he couldn’t help but think,

‘Wait, aren’t we still in each other’s bodies?’

Scattered thoughts like these came and went.

But all of them disappeared when Grace grabbed her hem and looked up at him as if pleading.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he said,

“Could you close your eyes?”

At his slightly trembling voice, Grace nodded.

Though she hadn’t fully undressed, she obediently closed her eyes as if she had been waiting for those words. Carefully sitting her in the bathtub, Leonardo poured water over her hair, feeling an odd sensation.

It was a body and hair he saw every day, yet it felt entirely different.

‘Why does it feel so different? Is it because I’m in a woman’s body?’

Leonardo moved cautiously, worried that his washing might make Grace uncomfortable.

Hair that he would have usually scrubbed carelessly, he washed meticulously, strand by strand.

When it took a long time just to wash her hair, Grace chuckled and said,

“At this rate, I’ll lose all my hair. Do you always rub every strand so carefully?”

“Ah, no, not usually…”

“Just hurry up.”

The impatience in Grace’s voice made Leonardo’s face harden.

He suddenly remembered the cause of this bizarre situation—the effects and potent poison of the Golden Day Primrose, which he had momentarily forgotten amidst the series of unexpected events.

‘You idiot, how could you forget that?’

In truth, Grace had been clenching her fists to suppress the rising excitement that had begun the moment her body entered the warm bathwater.

If she didn’t, she felt she might do something reckless.

Moreover, Leonardo’s cautious touch only heightened her excitement, making it unbearable. That’s why she had urged him to hurry.

“Understood.”

Leonardo answered with a smile, pretending not to notice her agitation.

He quickly finished washing her hair and rinsed off the bubbles with water. Then, as he moved closer to her,

“—I can’t hold back anymore.”

With a voice thick with suppressed desire, Grace reached out and grabbed Leonardo’s arm, pulling him into the bathtub.

Although the force wasn’t strong, Leonardo found himself helplessly dragged into the tub. Feeling his gr*in brush against her knee, he opened his mouth in surprise.

At the same time, Grace pressed her lips to his.

“Mm!”

Leonardo knew all too well how painful it was to have an *rection this intense.

He also understood why Grace was kissing him so desperately, like a parched person finding water.

Gently cupping her face, he accepted the tongue that invaded his mouth with unrestrained passion.

“Mmnh!”

The moans escaping his lips felt strange and unfamiliar, yet he didn’t find them unpleasant.

Grace, trying to soothe her overheated body, strongly sucked on Leonardo’s tongue as if to quench her thirst.

“I… I can’t…”

However, she had no idea how to handle the surging excitement in this body.

Leonardo, noticing her tearful expression, kissed her softly and whispered while unbuckling her pants.

“Let me help you.”

“Hah…”

As he removed her pants and underwear, her *rect member sprang free.

Seeing it in Grace’s body, Leonardo couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed.

“This might hurt a bit.”

When Leonardo reached out and grasped it, Grace shuddered.

Even before he touched it, it had been twitching and leaking prec*m, fully aroused.

Blushing furiously, Grace looked at him with teary eyes and pleaded,

“It hurts… Please, I’m going crazy.”

Despite it not being his own, Leonardo’s actions as he stroked the sensitive area made Grace’s body tingle with pleasure.

She wanted to do something—anything—to release the pent-up desire raging inside her.

But as a man, she didn’t know how to handle it.

Biting her lip in frustration, Grace thought of something but immediately dismissed it.

‘No, I can’t…’

Then suddenly, her eyes widened as an idea struck her.

‘Wait, why didn’t I think of that?’

In truth, Grace’s mind had already been clouded by the overwhelming desire she couldn’t relieve.

That’s why the thought that had just occurred to her—that inserting it directly into her own body was a logical solution—seemed entirely reasonable.

Pushing Leonardo’s hand away, she hurriedly pulled down his pants and yanked him closer.

“Sir Grace, wait—!”

Realizing her intentions, Leonardo tried to stop her, but he was in a woman’s body.

It was difficult to overpower a man’s strength when he was determined.

However, if he let this happen, he couldn’t imagine how much regret and self-loathing Grace would feel once she came to her senses.

So he shouted desperately,

“I’ll take care of it!”

Grace froze at his sudden outburst.

“How?”

Her eyes seemed to ask how he planned to handle this situation.

To reassure her, Leonardo moved closer and took hold of her member again.

“I’ll… use my hands.”

“Your hands? What does that even—”

Grace only fully understood what he meant when Leonardo began to stroke her member with just the right amount of pressure.

Watching ‘Grace’s’ hand move up and down on ‘Leonardo’s’ member, she felt an inexplicable tension build in her lower body.

“It’s… It’s not even fully in my hand…”

The fact that it could grow even larger left her speechless.

Leonardo wasn’t sure if it was because Grace’s hands were small or because his own member was unnecessarily large.

Even though he tried to rationalize it as simply pleasuring himself in his own body, he couldn’t ignore the tightening sensation in his lower abdomen.

“Hah… Sir Leo, this feels… strange… Hngh!”

Watching Grace twist her hips with a flushed face only heightened the sensation.

Leonardo gritted his teeth, fearing that he might lose control and mount her right then and there, thrusting his member into her body.

“Ah… Ngh!”

Every time Leonardo moved his hand, Grace felt jolts of pleasure coursing through her.

But at the same time, the tension in her lower body became unbearable.

Unable to endure the feeling of blood pooling in her core, Grace grabbed Leonardo’s hand and cried out,

“Stop! Please, just… stop…”

Unable to articulate what she wanted, she could only beg repeatedly.

Seeing her in such a state, Leonardo stood up and walked over to the basket where their clothes were stored.

He returned with two bottles in his hands.

“…Honestly.”

Unable to hand her the potion directly, Leonardo tilted his head back and drank one himself.

Then, lifting Grace’s chin, he kissed her, transferring the potion into her mouth.

“…Mm!”

Grace reflexively swallowed the liquid, only realizing afterward that it was a potion.

Moments after drinking it, Leonardo climbed back into the tub and embraced her tightly.

“It will be alright.”

As he stroked her back, Grace closed her tear-filled eyes.

After a brief moment of pain, she opened her eyes to find herself back in her original body.

The realization hit her just as Leonardo pounced.

“Mm! Leo!”

Like a starving beast, Leonardo attacked her with fervor, kissing her until her lips were swollen and red.

Twisting her *rect n*pples between his fingers, he whispered,

“Were you this aroused?”

The moment he returned to his body, Leonardo felt an ache so intense it was almost unbearable.

Though he wanted to enter Grace right away, Leonardo preferred to savor delicious things slowly.

Having held back until now, he wanted to take his time.

“What exactly were you trying to do earlier?”

Leonardo bit Grace’s earlobe lightly and guided her hand to wrap around him.

“Does it feel strange when you touch me like this?”

Feeling the warmth—no, the heat—of Leonardo’s member in her hand, Grace shut her eyes tightly.

“When you touch me like this, my lord…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Leonardo inhaled sharply and smirked, lifting one corner of his lips.

“It feels like I’m going to lose my mind.”

Hearing the deep desire in Leonardo’s voice, Grace looked at him with trembling eyes.

Then, using her other hand, she grasped the heated member and moved it up and down, mimicking what Leonardo had done earlier.

“This doesn’t seem like something that would satisfy you.”

As Grace resumed her earlier actions, Leonardo groaned at the overwhelming sensation.

Hearing his suppressed moan, Grace laughed softly. Just as he had done before, she leaned close to his ear and whispered,

“How is it? Can you be satisfied with this?”

Reading the playful glint in her eyes, Leonardo furrowed his brows slightly and replied,

“You have a mischievous side to you.”

“Why should you have all the fun, Sir Leo?”

With that response, Grace used one hand to remove her partially lowered pants while continuing to stroke his member with the other.

After taking off her pants completely, she straddled Leonardo, who was reclining against the edge of the bathtub.

Smiling brightly, she aligned his member with her entrance and,

“Ah! Sir Grace!”

“Hah!”

She lowered herself, impaling herself in one swift motion.

The lack of sufficient preparation made the tightness and pain all the more vivid.

Leonardo seemed to feel the same, as he furrowed his brows and held Grace tightly, preventing her from moving for a while.

“It hurts a little.”

She admitted.

No matter how much they had rolled around in dreams, reality was different.

Feeling the stinging sensation below, Grace smiled awkwardly. Leonardo kissed her face and said,

“Seeing this in your body, I wondered if it could even fit—it looked so large.”

“It is kind of big, isn’t it? Almost like a child’s arm, if I exaggerate a bit.”

Grace responded playfully, making him chuckle.

As the tightness gradually eased and the pain lessened, Grace tentatively lifted her hips slightly.

“Well, it fits now.”

Winking at him, she began to mimic Leonardo’s earlier movements, lifting and lowering her hips.

Her clumsy motions were utterly endearing to Leonardo.

Grasping her hips with his hands, he said,

“This won’t be enough to satisfy me.”

“Then?”

“While I appreciate what you’re doing…”

With those words, Leonardo lifted Grace and thrust her down forcefully while simultaneously bucking his hips upward.

“Hah!”

“This, at least, should satisfy you as well.”

The sound of water splashing accompanied the explicit noise of flesh meeting flesh, echoing vividly in the bathroom.

“Ah! Mm!”

As she was relentlessly pounded, Grace couldn’t stop the moans spilling from her lips.

Watching Grace lose herself in pleasure above him, Leonardo felt a profound sense of satisfaction—a joy he had never experienced in their dreams.

“Hah… Mmnh!”

When Grace reached her climax, her body trembled uncontrollably. Leonardo, still joined with her, stood up and said,

“This location is inconvenient. Let’s move.”

“Hah… I-I can walk…”

Even though they were still intimately connected, Grace felt stimulation with every step he took, even as he simply walked.

Finding a large towel, Leonardo draped it over her shoulders and teased her chest with one hand, saying,

“Can you really manage that?”

“Why… ah! Why do we have to move like this?”

Her eyes seemed to ask why they had to move so awkwardly. Leonardo leaned close and whispered softly into her ear,

“Because I can’t let you escape.”

With that, Leonardo carried Grace to the nearest bed, laying her down.

As his member slipped out slightly during the process, Grace stared at it blankly. Noticing this, Leonardo smirked and said,

“I’m grateful you still seem to like my manhood.”

Before Grace could respond, Leonardo captured her lips in a deep kiss while gripping her slender waist.

Then, with all his strength, he thrust upward.

“Hah!”

The intense sensation, incomparable to before, made Grace arch her back.

Leonardo thought to himself that it was fortunate Grace had consumed the Golden Day Primrose while in his body.

Had he been the one to ingest it, he wouldn’t have been able to handle this overwhelming desire.

“You seem to enjoy this so much…”

“Hngh! Hah! Mmnh!”

“…that I’m enjoying it too.”

Leonardo found immense satisfaction in the way Grace’s body moved beneath him.

Her lips, her chest, her navel, and even the part of her that greedily swallowed his member—all of her was intoxicating to him.

“Sir Leo! Hah… Mmnh!”

Every time he moved, her insides clenched as if refusing to let him go. Her hands clawed at his shoulders in ecstasy, and he found everything about her utterly lovable.

Leonardo realized once again that he could never return to the time before he knew her.

“Hah…”

At that moment of realization, he came deep inside her, letting out a contented sigh as he withdrew.

Grace, too, shuddered through her second climax.

“Hah…”

As Grace let out a soft, breathy moan, Leonardo brushed her hair aside and spoke gently.

“How was it with someone you’ve gotten along with a bit better?”

Panting heavily, Grace gave him a pointed look.

Even after climaxing, his member remained rigid. Grace grabbed it, feeling the sticky remnants of his release, and quipped,

“It was great, but this guy ended it on his own.”

“Do you think you can handle more?”

Leonardo raised an eyebrow mischievously.