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Chapter 27: Take It In, Treasure It While It Lasts","shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-chapter-910",910,"\u003Cp>Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, Leon sat tensely on the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it had been a long time since he and Rosvisser had done anything with their dragon marks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In recent years, the marks had already played a far greater role in their married life than they’d ever expected. Even a simple kiss could bring them immense bodily satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Rosvisser had suggested imprinting a new dragon mark, and Leon suspected she’d been planning this all along—she was just waiting for the right opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for a couple as competitive as they were, the final ranking of the joint assessment was exactly such an opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What made Leon nervous was that he had no way of predicting what would happen when all four dragon marks activated at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With three marks, both he and Rosvisser would lose all reason, melding into each other in reckless abandon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what about four marks...?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even for a battle-hardened General Leon, he didn’t dare imagine it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn’t even the most important part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bathroom door slowly pushed open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of water had already stopped. Rosvisser stepped out after drying herself, and slipped into...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The newest model of a bunny-girl outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the second surprise tonight, on top of the dragon mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The queen carried her bathrobe loosely, but a glance at her calves already revealed glimpses of sheer black stockings and high heels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped toward Leon, her heels tapping softly against the floor, the black silk brushing against itself with a rustling sound as her legs moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing before Leon, Rosvisser placed her hand casually on the bathrobe’s sash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough talk, husband. Want to see?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, wait—come on, don’t tease me like that!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser let out a nasal laugh, tilting her head slightly. Her silver hair fell down, still dotted with droplets she hadn’t wiped dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Say it. Do you want to see?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after years of marriage, when it came to this sort of shame-tinged banter, Leon’s face still burned red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He averted his eyes, muttering low:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Yeah, I want to.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you want to see?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...I want to see a bunny girl.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser reached out and pinched Leon’s chin, forcing him to meet her eyes. At the same time, she lifted one long leg and planted her heel on the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At once, the bathrobe parted to reveal her stockinged leg, high heels glowing crimson in the warm orange light. The rounded heel inside the sheer silk looked especially seductive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who do you want to see wearing a bunny-girl outfit?” Rosvisser pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying that kind of thing while staring straight into her eyes only magnified Leon’s shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Leon knew: if he didn’t say it, Rosvisser would have countless ways to tease and torment him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the queen dragon’s honey-trap either way—better to surrender early and eat well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I... I want to see you wear it...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard, but he said it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser let out a triumphant giggle and slowly untied the robe’s sash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The robe slipped down her body and pooled at her heels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon’s gaze climbed upward, starting from her shoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her calves stretched long and graceful under black silk, her thighs plump and firm, pale skin peeking beneath sheer nylon, temptation itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And above that, the bunny suit—tight glossy latex. At that intimate place, this newest design featured a zipper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that dragon-tail pajama Little Meatbun had once bought—there was a zipper at the back of the waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This bunny suit’s zipper sat in exactly the right place. With one pull, the secret garden would be laid bare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her older bunny-girl outfits never had that zipper, so when they wanted to “join,” one of them always had to strip the suit off, or at least peel it halfway down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure, once the lights dimmed and pleasure hit, clothing didn’t matter anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the bunny suit was Rosvisser’s way of indulging Leon, a costume she wore to make him happy. If its use ended before things truly began, wasn’t that a shame?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she wore this new model—one that let her keep the outfit on while letting the lion slip securely into its rightful den.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latex shimmered faintly, her chest straining against it, clearly customized; no off-the-rack suit could withstand Rosvisser’s proud curves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she moved, ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) the little bells tied at her waist chimed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bent down, grasped Leon’s wrist, and guided his hand to the choker at her neck. Then, smiling wickedly, she said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Later, you’d better keep these bells ringing until the sun rises tomorrow~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a bell as sensitive as she was. Even the slightest movement of her body would make it sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So her meaning was clear enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they spoke, the dragon mark on Rosvisser’s chest began to glow. She tilted her body and fell into Leon’s embrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her silk-wrapped legs straddled him, settling onto his lap, her supple body pressing against his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could feel each other’s breaths, their warmth, even the pounding of their racing hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon marks flared like sparks catching into wildfire: the first lit, then the second, then the third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waves of sensation surged through them. Though it was only an embrace, Rosvisser couldn’t hold back a soft moan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clung tightly to Leon, hips rocking in small motions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even through layers of clothing, she felt the lion inside its cage, straining to break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leon...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cheeks flushed, her eyes half-lidded, pupils shimmering as if two hearts beat inside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ross...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon answered, pulling her slim waist fully into his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Direct skin-to-skin contact struck them like lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser arched her chest, pressing his head against her, burying his face between her softness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath spilled like a warm current down that sweet valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser gasped, head tilted back, her entire body yearning to savor the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was their last chance to feel each other with their own wills before the dragon marks burned away all reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon they would abandon shame, abandon restraint, abandon any sense of morality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would drown in each other’s corruption, and not stop until their strength ran dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ross... the fourth dragon mark...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmm~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser raised a finger to his lips, her gaze misty, voice drifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Open the zipper first, Leon... I miss it... let it find me quickly...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon’s eyes flickered. Holding her gaze, he reached and slowly pulled down the zipper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Rosvisser helped unfasten his belt, tugged down his clothes, and guided the iron-hard beast already aching for release. She eased it slowly into her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahh...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moan like the sweetest dragon’s song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From touch to entry, it was only a moment—but for Rosvisser, it was an indescribable sensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drip—drip...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juices spilled freely, pattering onto the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She twisted her hips, drawing him deeper, her movements sinuous, like a many-headed, enchanting serpent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The fourth mark... Leon, why? This was my gift, but right now you seem even more desperate than me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser cupped his face, their noses brushing, breaths mingling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you curious too, Ross?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Curious about what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where the fourth mark will appear.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that, the queen laughed, then feigned coyness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah~ now that you mention it, I’ve forgotten where my other two marks are besides the one on my chest... As my husband, shouldn’t you help me remember?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guiding his hand, she slid it slowly down to her waist hollow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long tail already tucked away, soft bare skin was exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Leon’s broad, warm palm pressed against it, a stream of heat spread outward from her waist through her whole body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body trembled, her breath grew heavier, but she fought to remain clear-headed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ohh... so there’s one here... Then where’s the third mark? My shoulder, maybe...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand traced across her smooth shoulder, her delicate collarbone rising and falling with each breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not your shoulder... then... your lower belly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His palm glided down toward her abdomen, closer to where they joined. Rosvisser grew more sensitive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That touch made her close her eyes at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gripped his arm tight, pressing his hand to her stomach. Her mouth opened, strings of saliva stretching from her lips, yet she forced words through her ragged breath:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like it’s not my belly... Husband... where’s the third one? If you remember... move a little—ahh!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With three dragon marks active, even the simplest thrust sent unbearable pleasure through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drip drip drip drip...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flood burst, soaking the carpet and the edge of the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon caressed her hand, then held her face gently, gazing deep into her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I found your third dragon mark, Ros... It’s hot there, wet, soft... just like you. Perfect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosvisser twisted her waist, resting her forehead against his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nipped him, planting a vivid hickey on his neck, right beside the smear of her lipstick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come... husband, the fourth one... ready?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locked in each other’s arms, Leon whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, Ross. I’m ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his words fell, violet light slowly ignited around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And their last shred of reason drowned in that glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of bells rang and rang, and did not stop until the sun rose on the third day.\u003C\u002Fp>",1543,"2026-06-06T15:10:10.478Z",1,"novelbin.me","d0b2ae89c9b410ab95f52bbcf998de57127305eef378c6d35aed60261d1bf928","shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-chapter-911","shut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-chapter-909",914,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fshut-up-malevolent-dragon-i-don-t-want-to-have-a-cover.jpg"]