Chapter 205: The Main Person Isn’t Home Tonight

Wendy’s heart skipped a beat.

He looked toward the source of the fragrance.

On the living room sofa, a slender figure was leaning back.

Laxana had already finished washing up and had changed out of the Mage’s Robe she wore for her classes during the day.

She wore only a silk slip nightgown with bare shoulders.

Her smooth golden hair was draped casually, reflecting a faint halo under the moonlight.

The hem of the gown was quite short, and her two long, fair, and beautifully curved legs were crossed in an alluring manner.

Her delicate skin radiated a warm, tempting glow like milk in the dim light.

Miss Klein seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Hearing the door open, she slowly raised her head.

Her vivid violet eyes shone with startling brightness in the darkness, and the shimmering light in her eyes revealed a hint of a mischievous smile.

She didn’t stand up, but instead reached out a slender arm and gently patted the soft, empty spot beside her.

“Wendy~”

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice soft and seductive as it echoed gently in the silent room.

“Come over here~”

Gulp.

Wendy swallowed hard.

‘What… what’s going on?’

Despite his confusion, the Prince could not help but move forward step by step.

He walked cautiously, as if he were stepping not on a floor, but on a magical trap that could explode at any moment.

When he reached the sofa, the sweet fragrance of violets and milk candy grew even more intense, nearly enveloping him entirely.

“Sit down,” Laxana urged, patting the spot next to her again.

Wendy had no choice but to sit as he was told.

The sofa was very soft.

As he sat, the entire piece of furniture sank slightly, causing Laxana to lean a few inches toward him.

Their shoulders were nearly touching.

Wendy could even feel the warm touch of her delicate skin through her bare shoulders.

The atmosphere instantly became a bit subtle.

“Why… why didn’t you go to the dining hall to eat today?”

Wendy asked, trying to find something to say to break the silence that was making his heart race.

“I didn’t want to go,” Laxana replied directly.

She turned on her side to face Wendy, resting one arm casually on the back of the sofa, effectively pinning the Prince between herself and the cushions.

“Compared to those scraps I’m already tired of eating, I’d rather… eat something else.”

As she spoke, her warm breath brushed lightly against Wendy’s ear, triggering a series of faint tingles.

Wendy’s entire body stiffened.

He was no fool; he naturally understood the implication in Laxana’s words.

In fact, it was far too obvious.

However, the young lady seemed a bit off tonight.

Astreia had been taken away by her mother for a night of “detention,” leaving only the two of them in this dormitory.

One man and one woman, alone in a room together.

And it was in this world where the concepts of chastity were reversed.

“Laxana…”

“Hmm?”

“You’re too close to me.”

“Am I?”

Instead of backing away, Laxana leaned in even closer.

Her exquisite, flawless face was inches away in the moonlight.

Wendy could see her long eyelashes and his own panicked shadow reflected in those violet eyes.

“Wendy…”

Her voice dropped low, carrying a sigh of satisfaction.

“You know, I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time.”

“Finally… it’s finally just the two of us.”

Such blatant words caused Wendy’s heart to accelerate uncontrollably.

Without Astreia, without anyone else, it was now just her and him.

He suddenly understood.

Laxana had been waiting for such an opportunity to have him all to herself.

While Wendy was still thinking about how to respond to this sudden confession, Laxana moved.

She slightly lifted her upper body and leaned in.

Her soft, fragrant red lips pressed accurately against the Prince’s mouth.

Wendy’s head buzzed.

The sensation was warm and soft, carrying the same sweet scent that clung to her.

He instinctively wanted to respond, but a vision of Astreia’s determined and trusting face flashed through his mind.

However, in that moment of hesitation—

A strange and incredibly powerful sensation, like a flood bursting through a dam, suddenly demolished all his reason.

In the next second, a bizarre feeling surged up.

The Empathy effect of the Thorn Kiss was violently triggered.

It was as if 100 million electrical currents exploded in his mind at the same time.

Two completely different sensory experiences rushed into Wendy’s consciousness simultaneously with double the intensity.

Double the stimulation.

Double the pleasure.

These two sensations intertwined, forming an indescribable peak of euphoria that was enough to make his soul tremble.

It was even more intoxicating than taking ten bottles of Sildenafil.

Wendy’s body shuddered violently.

‘What is reason?’

At this moment, it was all thrown to the back of his mind.

His body was completely dominated by the most primal instincts.

The Prince reached out, grabbing Laxana’s slender waist and pulling her closer to him, responding with immense passion.

He was no longer the passive recipient; he turned active, beginning to demand her presence frantically.

Laxana was momentarily stunned by his sudden passion, but she soon let out a satisfied hum.

She hugged Wendy even tighter, as if she wanted to melt him into her body.

The temperature in the room rose rapidly.

Under the moonlight, the two figures were inseparable.

A long time passed.

It lasted so long that Wendy felt like his lungs were about to burst before they finally pulled apart, breathless.

Laxana’s cheeks were flushed crimson, her violet eyes were misty, and her lips were red and swollen from the long kiss, radiating a breathtaking beauty.

She leaned against Wendy’s chest, breathing greedily as her chest heaved.

Wendy was in no better state.

He gasped for air, his mind still a complete blank and his body burning hot.

He could clearly feel Laxana’s current emotions—excitement, agitation, and… a lingering desire for more.

She still wanted him.

But in the next instant, Wendy’s heart gave a sudden lurch.

Guilt finally arrived, fashionably late.

‘I’ve gone too far.’

Astreia had just left, and the next moment, he was kissing her best friend.

And he had kissed her so deeply and intensely.

Although Astreia had said before that she didn’t mind…

Why did this feel like he was cheating on a spouse and about to be caught red-handed?

‘Astreia… I’m so sorry! It’s all Laxana’s fault!’

While the Prince was frantically repenting in his heart, Miss Klein in his arms suddenly made a new move.

She braced herself and sat up from Wendy’s lap.

Her silk nightgown, which was already skimpy on fabric, was now disheveled after the earlier struggle.

The hem was rolled up high, revealing more of the scenery that sparked the imagination.

But Laxana didn’t seem to care.

She rolled off the sofa and stepped onto the floor with her bare, snow-white feet.

She walked straight to the bed and bent over, fumbling for something underneath it.

Wendy watched, dumbfounded.

“What… what are you doing?”

“Looking for something good, of course~”

The young lady giggled, drawing out her words playfully.

“Actually, there’s a way to play that I’ve wanted to try for a long time.”