Chapter 4 (Part 5)

Grace, who had only fallen asleep at dawn, suddenly woke up thirsty.  

In a half-asleep state, Grace reached out and groped beside her. Then she pulled whatever she grabbed into her mouth.  

Then she wrapped her tongue around it like a child and chewed.  

She thought it was strange, feeling that both the shape and texture were odd, but the scent wafting from somewhere made her consciousness fade.  

‘Sweet and bitter… it tastes like.’  

Though it wasn’t the water she wanted, Grace was satisfied and closed her eyes again.  

Then, without dreaming, she slept soundly but felt increasingly hot.  

Feeling the heat rising in her body, Grace clumsily took off her clothes without opening her eyes.  

“This is strange.”  

It felt strange.  

She felt hot, but it didn’t seem like the heat one feels when the temperature is high.  

“Hot, I’m hot.”  

Even after throwing off all her clothes, the heat in her body didn’t subside. She wondered what to do, whether she should take off her underwear too, when a cool breeze blew from somewhere, and she opened her eyes.  

Someone was sleeping beside her.  

“…Sir Leonardo?”  

She immediately knew that person was Leonardo. But he wasn’t wearing clothes.  

Perhaps he had taken them off due to the sudden heat, as he was only wearing a square piece of underwear.  

Fortunately, a thin blanket was draped diagonally over him, covering him just right, or it would have been embarrassing.  

Thinking she should wake him, Grace moved closer and sat down.  

“Sir Leonardo. Wake up, please.”  

Grace, who was shaking his arm, suddenly closed her mouth.  

He was exuding a strong floral scent.  

Watching him exhale slightly excited breaths, Grace bit her lip slightly.  

She didn’t know what it was, but it didn’t feel good.  

“Leonardo Fernandez.”  

She called him again in a firm voice and shook him.  

And only then did she realize.  

She was in the form of ‘Grace Lowell.’  

“…I returned?”  

Without drinking the potion before falling asleep, her body had returned to its original state.  

Grace wiggled her fingers and watched Leonardo, who was slowly getting up. Then she noticed something by chance.  

His fingers were somehow moist.  

‘What is that? Did I… do that?’  

The thing she had unconsciously put into her mouth in her sleep.  

If the sweet and bitter-tasting thing had been Leonardo’s fingers?

Grace’s face turned pale.  

“―Sir Lowell?”  

Meanwhile, perhaps the repeated strong shaking had worked, Leonardo blinked and woke up.  

But as he opened his eyes, the floral scent spread strongly. Moreover, every time Leonardo moved, a rich, sweet floral scent wafted.  

It was so enticing she wanted to bite him.  

Grace’s body swayed as she quickly became dazed.  

She hurriedly reached out and grabbed Leonardo’s arm, but that wasn’t a good choice.  

“I’m sorry.”  

Leonardo’s arm was trembling.  

Grace, who thought she might get burned from his unreasonably high body temperature, blinked her increasingly blurred eyes and asked,  

“What did you do?”  

At her question, Leonardo hesitated before answering.  

“I ate the flowers.”  

“Are you crazy?”  

Her hand, which had touched him, also felt hot as if burned by the heat.  

Grace realized that her body was as hot as Leonardo’s. And that this wasn’t ordinary heat.  

“It feels like my body took some drug.”

Feeling her breath grow hotter with each word, Grace squeezed her eyes shut.  

Her head spun, and her instincts demanded only one thing.  

Overpower him. Push him down and climb on top. And like in the dream, move the hips.  

‘Then it’ll be enjoyable.’  

Startled by her own thought, Grace was shocked. No matter how much, thinking such things was insane.  

“I will leave.”  

Leonardo, in a similar state to Grace, used superhuman willpower to remove her hand.  

After all, he was the cause of this incident.  

Moreover, if he kept looking at Grace, who was practically n*ked, his barely-hanging-on sanity would soon completely scatter.  

“Are you okay?”  

Leonardo’s deep voice sounded seductive. She had never thought so before.  

Though she tried to feign calmness, Grace could feel the tightening below.  

This was s*xual tension.  

Sweat dripped from beneath Leonardo’s chin, perhaps due to the flowers.  

He gritted his teeth and said,  

“Put on some clothes.”

Otherwise, I don’t know what I’ll do.  

Leonardo swallowed the words rising to his throat and turned his body.  

His purpose was to get off the bed, away from Grace.  

But his weakened body swayed and fell toward Grace instead.  

“Ah!”  

As their bodies touched, Grace let out an involuntary moan.  

Startled by her own sound, Grace tried to escape, but it was futile. She was pressed down even more.  

“…Hmph.”  

Grace moaned at the friction created as her chest pressed against Leonardo’s.  

Raising her trembling hand to cover her mouth, Grace pleaded,  

“Please, Sir… move away.”

At Grace’s voice, which begged, Leonardo squeezed his eyes shut.  

The soft female body that was gently touching him was too much stimulation for him.  

He wanted to reach out and strip the cloth covering her pale chest and take a bite, like in the dream.  

“I’m sorry.”  

Leonardo, who barely lifted his upper body, apologized.  

Grace, knowing he was as unable to control his body as she was due to the flowers, smiled faintly to indicate she was okay.  

Leonardo’s sweat, which had been dripping down his chin, fell onto Grace’s face.  

Unfortunately, it landed near her lips, and she instinctively licked it. Leonardo’s sweat tasted sweet, bitter, and salty.  

‘Oh?’  

Suddenly, his handsome face, which was already distorted, looked incredibly ‘delicious.’  

Grace realized she had not a speck of rationality left in her.  

For whatever reason.  

Was there a need to hold back?  

Such thoughts crossed her mind.  

“Are you really going to leave?”  

When Leonardo blinked, not understanding her words, Grace smiled bashfully.  

Though he pretended otherwise, his eyes were clearly filled with desire. Grace could see it clearly.  

He seemed like he would come over with just a little pull.  

“It seems… we’ve both gone crazy because of the flowers.”  

Grace extended her white arm and wrapped it around Leonardo’s neck.  

Like she had done in the dream.  

Even that small contact made Leonardo’s body jerk in surprise. He felt his already hot body heat up even more.  

Looking straight into his eyes, which were shaking with confusion, Grace said,  

“I’ll say it was me.”

With those words, Grace exerted a little force and pulled his neck.  

Though it was a very small force, the body, which had been holding out as if it would never give in, crumbled too easily.  

With a thud, Leonardo’s face fell onto hers, and Grace whispered in his ear.  

“I’ll say I overpowered you, Sir.”

At her words, Leonardo squeezed his eyes shut.  

His center, already swollen to its limit, throbbed painfully at her words.  

Is this really okay?  

Seeing the hesitation in Leonardo’s eyes, Grace pulled him closer with more force.  

“So let’s not hold back, okay?”  

Grace, who whispered honestly that they were both pushed to their limits, tilted her head slightly.  

Then she lightly bit Leonardo’s lips, which were slightly parted, and let go.  

“Hmm, Sir Leonardo?”  

Grace smiled, her eyes curving.  

Seeing that, Leonardo let out a small groan and squeezed his eyes shut. Then he lifted her head with his hand and kissed her deeply.  

Purring, Grace laughed.  

Watching her, Leonardo asked with darkened eyes,  

“Won’t you regret it?”  

At his serious question, Grace laughed and bit her lip slightly.  

“Of course not.”  

I’m rather looking forward to it.  

Feeling her heart race with anticipation for what was to come, Grace laughed.  

For some reason, she felt very good.  

Leonardo felt pathetic for succumbing to Grace’s temptation.  

But regardless, the soft female body wrapping around his arms was so sweet. He wondered if he might lose his mind.  

Kissing her so intensely it took her breath away, Leonardo pulled back when Grace tapped his shoulder.

Seeing her lips, plumped from the rough action, he laughed and kissed her neck.  

Suppressing the urge to bite her white neck with his teeth, he sucked lightly. Enough to leave a red bruise.  

“Mm!”  

Leonardo, filled with the desire to swallow even her moan, kissed her again. He sucked her lower lip and pushed his tongue in.  

Grace, who opened her lips in response, was so lovely.

Licking her teeth with his tongue, Leonardo pulled her tongue back to the root, laughing softly at Grace’s actions as she patted his arm, whining.  

“Did it hurt?”  

“Do you even have to ask?”

Grace, flaring up, bit his lip demonstratively.  

She bit so hard that a bit of blood appeared on his lip, which Grace licked with her tongue. Her crimson tongue was stained with even redder blood.  

“Serves you right.”  

“I’m fine, really.”  

Even though his lip was bleeding, Leonardo smiled as if it was nothing, making Grace want to argue, but she couldn’t say anything.  

“Ahng!”  

He had removed her underwear and buried his face in her bosom.  

Grabbing her ample chest with his hand, Leonardo smiled teasingly. Then he pressed his blood-stained lips onto her chest like a seal.  

A red mark was left on her white skin.  

“I meant this.”

At his words, Grace gave him a playful glare.

Leonardo gently kneaded her full br*asts and lightly bit her pink n*pples with his lips.  

“Hng! Sir Leo…nardo!”  

The stimulation was entirely different from a kiss, overwhelming Grace. Her lower abdomen tingled, and she felt the urge to squirm.