Chapter 7 (Part 4)

“Ha! Seriously… If only I hadn’t drunk that tea, I wouldn’t be having this dream.”  

Grace vividly remembered the moment she drank the tea and collapsed onto the table.  

She even recalled Becky running out in a panic to call for help.  

If she could, she would wake up from this dream immediately, but waking up wasn’t something she could control.  

“So it’s the body again? Do I just need to mix bodies with you? What kind of spirit is so obsessed with women?”

From Grace’s words, Leonardo realized that she had read the report on the spirit.  

And he also realized what he had to do now.  

“Ha, this is ridiculous… How am I supposed to handle this?”  

Meanwhile, Grace placed her hands on her hips as she looked at Leonardo, who was innocently smiling at her.  

She couldn’t help but think that his face was nothing short of harmful.  

At that moment, a floral scent, far more intense than anything before, filled the air.  

The fragrance was so dense that it felt as if the very air she breathed had been transformed into Golden Day Primrose.  

“Ugh, seriously! This crazy space!”  

Grace gritted her teeth.  

She didn’t want to waste time rolling around with this flashy, hollow man again.  

But it seemed she had no choice but to face such a situation once more.  

Feeling a slight dizziness, she held her head with one hand and pulled the dazed Leonardo closer.  

“Today, you’re not even begging to do it?”  

Grace added, “Why?” as she looked at him, causing Leonardo to laugh without realizing it.  

He had been avoiding her questions about the dream, pretending not to hear.  

Now he understood that the content of the dream was of this nature.  

To be honest, he had his suspicions, but somehow…  

‘If it was this kind of dream, no wonder she couldn’t talk about it.’  

Interpreting his laughter in her own way, Grace leaned in close and placed her hand on his chest.  

“After all, this dream only ends when I sleep with you.”  

Grace spoke as she observed Leonardo’s lukewarm attitude, which was unlike his usual self in her dreams.  

Hearing her words, Leonardo laughed again.  

As he reached out to cup her face, she leaned against his hand as if it were second nature.  

“It’s just a dream, so it doesn’t matter.”  

Her words sounded as if she were trying to convince herself, as though they were an excuse for what was about to happen.  

For some reason, Leonardo felt a pang in his chest at her remark.  

Meanwhile, Grace grabbed the collar of Leonardo, who was simply holding her face without taking any action.  

“You’re really strange today.”  

Tilting her head, Grace kissed Leonardo, as if urging him to get started with what he needed to do.  

Even in the dream, just like in reality, Grace took the lead in their interactions, leaving Leonardo feeling somewhat wounded in his pride as a man.

“Hmm.”  

He didn’t know how he had come to meet the real Grace in this dream, but Leonardo wasn’t foolish enough to kick over a well-prepared feast.  

Grabbing the back of Grace’s head, he parted her red lips and pushed his tongue inside.  

He caught her tongue as it tried to escape in surprise, sucking it strongly while teasing her teeth with the tip of his tongue.  

Then, he drank the saliva filling her mouth as if it were sweet honey.  

“Ah!”  

Grace trembled unconsciously at the unfamiliar sensation.  

If the acts in their previous dreams had merely been preliminary steps toward insertion and release, this felt…  

‘Like lovers, or something like that?’  

It was a much more intimate and secretive sensation.  

Grace patted his shoulder with her palm as he kissed her so intensely that it felt as though he might steal her very breath away.  

When Leonardo pulled away for a moment, she exclaimed,  

“Phew! I can’t breathe!”  

Leonardo, who planted small kisses on her sulking face, slowly ran his fingers down her back.  

He pressed slightly along her spine with just enough force to scratch, causing Grace to shiver.  

“Ah, it tickles.”  

The tingling sensation that traveled down her spine made her shoulders shrink.  

Although Leonardo smiled instinctively, he quickly masked it with a neutral expression, as if nothing had happened.  

After all, he was currently playing the role of the Leonardo she knew in her dreams.  

Sliding his hand lower, he firmly grabbed her b*ttocks.  

Then, he slid his hand under her top.  

“Ah! It’s cold!”  

Grace complained, possibly due to his hand being chilled from tension.  

But her complaint soon turned into a moan.  

As Leonardo slipped his hand into the loose-fitting knight’s uniform, he kissed her while grabbing her chest.  

When he found the n*pple hidden beneath her thin undergarment and pressed it firmly, Grace flinched.  

“Ah!”  

Even though he had only seen it once, he could vividly recall the shape of her n*pples and chest hidden beneath her clothes.  

As he gently rubbed her n*pple with his fingertips, Grace twisted her waist.  

It was a spot where she was particularly sensitive.  

“Ah! Mm!”  

As Grace let out a moan as he expected, the corners of Leonardo’s lips curled slightly.  

Quickly removing her clothes with his free hand, her pale chest was revealed.  

Lowering his head, Leonardo ran his tongue along the exposed mound and bit the n*pple protruding through the thin undergarment.  

It was as sweet as if he were eating a soft, juicy fruit.  

He pressed her n*pple with his tongue and even lightly bit it, stimulating her so she could feel everything. 

“Ahh!”  

Grace’s dizzying moans were immensely satisfying to Leonardo.  

Her lower body, already swollen to the limit, ached as if begging him to do something quickly. Yet Leonardo, knowing this was a dream, had no intention of rushing or simply thrusting carelessly.  

How long had he been waiting for this moment? 

As soon as the opportunity arose, he realized instantly—he had been yearning for this moment all along, even if he hadn’t been fully aware of it until now.  

‘Even if it’s just a dream, I can’t let this moment go to waste.’  

Leonardo pulled down her now saliva-soaked underwear and took her perky chest into his mouth.  

Like a child suckling at its mother’s br*ast, he sucked and chewed.  

Grace could do nothing but hold onto his head, which was devouring her chest, and let out moans.  

“Ahh, mm! Uhh!”  

Her soft br*asts, squished under his touch, and the fingers twisting her n*pples—everything felt both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.  

Grace could only moan and sob at the pleasure he was giving her, unable to form coherent thoughts.  

“Ahh, ha!”  

Leonardo lightly bit her n*pple with his teeth before pressing his lips against her pale mound and sucking hard.  

In an instant, a red mark appeared on her white skin.  

“That hurts!”  

Grace grumbled and lightly hit Leonardo’s chest.  

Leonardo, grabbing her hand gently, lifted her by her hips and placed her on his lap. Then, he wrapped her legs around his waist.  

“Ah! What is this—!”  

Grace tried to protest at his sudden action, but when he kissed her stomach, all she could do was tilt her head back and moan.  

“Ahh!”  

Leonardo slowly rubbed the source of her pleasure, hidden beneath her pants, with his hand.  

“Ahh! Ha!”  

Grace grabbed Leonardo’s shoulders and arched her back like a bow.  

The subtle, slow, but deliberate stimulation made Grace feel her lower abdomen tighten. She could tell she was already soaking wet.  

‘At this point, he should be putting it in already.’  

Even though she knew her body wasn’t fully ready, Grace desperately wanted him to do something to her right now.  

After all, it was just a dream; when she woke up, there would be no pain.  

She thought she was crazy for wanting something stronger after the continuous stimulation, but she couldn’t help but move her hips instinctively.  

More, harder, stronger.  

Leonardo, understanding what she wanted through her movements, willingly complied.  

He carelessly threw off his shirt onto the floor and, holding Grace, slowly leaned forward.  

He noticed the white knight’s uniform getting stained with the yellow of the Golden Day Primrose.  

“Hurry, quickly.”  

Grace urged him with a flushed face, her breath hot and impatient as she pulled him closer.  

She even reached out and stroked Leonardo’s fully *rect manhood.  

Seeing Grace act this way, Leonardo felt a strange sense of jealousy.  

‘So, in the dream, you’ve been doing this every time with the spirit disguised as me?’  

It was petty jealousy, but Leonardo couldn’t stop himself from feeling it.  

He knelt and licked Grace’s chest with his tongue. Then, he began removing her pants.  

Leaving only a thin piece of underwear, he used his index finger to rub her soaked core.  

“Ahh, uhh!”  

Finding the small, round spot hidden in the bush, he rubbed it while using his other fingers to stimulate the area around her entrance.  

“Ahh, ha, ahhh!”  

Grace moaned continuously, her hips bouncing up and down.  

Her eyes, clouded with ecstasy, revealed an unhidden desire for even greater pleasure.  

Seeing this, Leonardo felt his already swollen manhood grow even larger.  

‘So, you want this that badly, huh?’  

Swallowing the words he couldn’t bring himself to say aloud, Leonardo removed his pants.  

Finally freed, his manhood, already dripping, was massive. Yet Grace, instead of being afraid, felt her lower body tighten at the sight.  

Feeling herself clench in anticipation, she wrapped her legs around Leonardo’s waist.  

“Hurry, put it in.”  

At her urging, Leonardo grabbed his manhood and aligned it with her entrance.  

Looking into Grace’s expectant eyes, he thrust in all at once.