“Fran, my cute Fran. Your shining silver hair and pink lips, all of them, they belong to me—”
Leonhart’s lips descended on to Francesca’s forehead. A warm kiss. And a tight hug. She could feel Leonhart’s body temperature and muscular chest over her clothes.
“I love you. I want to hold you. I need you… Is it okay?”
It was unfair to whisper such sweet words into her ear. She was unable to refuse the deep voice that whispered to her. Francesca subtly, but certainly, nodded her head.
“I like Fran.”
Leonhart released her body a little and gave her a gentle smile. Francesca was captivated by the smile that had remained the same since they were young, while he stroked her head. It was a little embarrassing but still comfortable. She allowed her facial expression to relax.
But, it was still a bit strange. Just a while ago, she was still afraid of being thrown away by Leon… but now she felt very calm. The reason was clear. Leon did not fall for Angelina. He was still in love with her as before.
“Fran, close your eyes.”
Leonhart’s lips came closer. She felt the light touch of a kiss. Francesca’s upper and lower lip were gently pecked, over and over again.
Surprised by him suddenly stroking the nape of her neck, Francesca raises her voice. Leonhart had on a small teasing smile. Francesca was weak to this expression. Imagining what would happen next, her back began to tremble.
“You, you’re still as sensitive as ever.”
He kissed her again, covering her lips. Then Leonhart’s tongue entered. The tip of his tongue lightly caressed the tender flesh, that was enough to make Francesca almost collapse.
Leaning against Leonhart, he pushed back on her lips in order to devour them greedily. Tangling with his tongue, Francesca was toyed with those sensations.
“N, ya…—ah, ah…”
At this point, Francesca was already unable to resist. As usual, she was at Leonhart’s mercy.
She did not feel reluctant. Because in Leonhart’s blue eyes, only Francesca was reflected… At this moment, more than anybody else in the world, he only wanted her. This made her happy, Francesca clung to Leonhart’s neck.
“Fran’s skin is so smooth. It smells nice…”
When Leonhart released her lips, he buried his face into Francesca’s neck.
Just from the kiss, a fire had already been lit inside of Francesca’s body. When she felt Leonhart’s lips on her clavicle, she cried out. He continued to lick along her neck, it was useless. The places where Leonhart’s lips touched gave her a skin-crawling feeling, Francesca trembled.
“You’re so cute… Honestly, I wish I could lock you up in the royal palace.”
Francesca’s response seemed to have ignited the repressed feelings inside of Leonhart’s heart. Leonhart happily smiled and breathed into Francesca’s shoulder.
“Someday, I’ll lock you up. Imprisoning you only for me… Until then, I’ll make them understand1 that you’re mine.”
On Francesca’s left shoulder were two red marks.
“Ya…n—… no, don’t… Leon… This thing, everybody, will see… naaa~!”
“To show others that we’re together. Is that bad?”
She tried to say that it was bad. She wanted to. But, before she could, Leonhart extended his hand and massaged Francesca’s chest. He pinched the tip of an already hardened bud, and a sharp pleasure ran through her whole body, she let out a high-pitched voice.
Leonhart used his free hand to untie the ribbon on Francesca’s nightgown. The pair of hills were exposed. To think that Leonhart was watching her, Francesca’s cheeks grew hot with shame. But at the same time, the fire of pleasure that was lit up inside of her body was growing rapidly.
The embarrassment was gone. She shuddered in pleasure.
“Fua, nn~… yaaaaahh!”
Lightly biting at her nipples, Francesca’s breathing soon became intense. His tongue slowly crawled around the hills, very impatiently—then his tongue licked her tip, and her body bounced. Even though it was extremely embarrassing, the embarrassment sent her into a maddening ecstasy.
“Now, where should I tease next.”
Leonhart’s body heat left her. For a moment, Francesca felt quite disappointed…
Leonhart’s fingers went to the inside of her thighs. The delicate touch of his fingers was arousing. Francesca’s body wanted to escape, but Leonhart would not let her flee. He withdrew his hand, then, brought his face between her legs. He slowly extended his tongue and touched the firm white skin.
“Ahhh~… an, un—”
Leonhart’s tongue licked along Francesca’s thighs. Each time the pleasant thrill ran through her, Francesca grew weak. While she was dazed, her legs were spread apart. Although she quickly tried to shut them, Leonhart’s strength suppressed her.
“Ahh~, Leon… nnnh, aah~…! This, nnh…!”
He kissed the base of her thigh many times. Thinking about how Leonhart’s face was near her secret area, she imagined what would happen after, her lower body began to throb.
Soon, Leonhart’s hands took off Francesca’s underwear.
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