Asuka watched Leonhardt behind her, sitting at the dungeon table, a room created when she ca here with Sylvie, a small human-esk kitchen with bizarre inventions that caused their minds to almost explode.
A closet that keeps things cold.
A small box that cooks things in seconds.
A box of heat that cooks without fire!
The dungeon created things based on the master's mories and knowledge.
So, unreleased inventions of the great Archmage Luris beca available to them, from cookers and fridges to microwaves and freezers.
Even an automatic coffee machine that crushes the beans and makes the perfect coffee using magic stones.
"Hehe..."
Swish-Swoosh!
In her hands, she whisked a batter mix, preparing to make a al for Leonhardt.
"Leo~ do you prefer vanilla or chocolate?"
Her hips swayed as she humd to herself, mixing a cake while the food she prepared using the recipes of her clan baked in the oven instead of on a clay pot like usual.
"I don't mind anything cooked by you, Asuka."
"Ah... don't touch , I'll spill the batter."
Leonhardt grabbed her waist from behind, the flick of her plump tail too arousing as he pressed against her back, the heat of the oven and her body mixing.
Asuka was wearing a tight, thin white shirt and black booty shorts created with dried and stretched sli ectoplasm, the apron tied on her thin waist and the fabric hugging her curves.
He couldn't resist the dark red scales wrapping down her legs and lower back, which made it impossible for him not to hug her.
"Nn... don't bite my neck."
"Haha, why not, you're scales are practically glowing."
Leonhardt's eyes narrowed as his lips pressed against her neck, gently nibbling on her neck scales.
Different from the others, these scales connected to her nerves and caused a tingling sensation when brushed lightly.
"Nn!"
She trembled, and the batter splashed over her face, splashing because she couldn't hold back her strength.
"You're such a brat, Leonhardt... I told you to wait."
Asuka turned and glared at Leonhardt with tears in her bright yellow eyes.
However, Leonhardt, despite her calling his full na, smiled before leaning closer... his tongue extended and lapped up the dough mix from her cheek, causing her to blush further.
She bit her lip and looked away while he did so, and after a few more gentle kisses on her neck, she couldn't stop a sigh of pleasure from leaking out.
"Leo... please..."
"What is it?"
Asuka turned and hugged him, pushing her forehead against the crook of his neck, her tail wrapping around his waist.
"Let finish, okay? I'll do anything..."
Because he would soon be leaving with Zafira for a journey to the south, while Asuka and Sylvie would help Erina build a na for the Crimson Hawk—of course, they would disguise Erina to hide from the church until Leonhardt crushed its presence in this basin.
"Anything?"
"... Mhmm, so let cook..."
After a mont, she felt his hand move to her chin and lift it, causing their eyes to connect.
"You are so irresistible when cooking, I didn't realise how wonderful you are."
Slap!
Her tail tapped his cheek before brushing along his lips as Asuka narrowed her eyes and pressed her hips against his crotch while mixing the dough enough and next she would knead it.
"Heh... so is my holding a weapon not enough for you anymore, big boy?"
Asuka's sharp gaze pierced into Leonhardt. The way her lips curved, showing off the small fangs within, made him smile, and he leaned down, kissing the tip of her tail.
The sudden tingle that shot through her spine made her squeal.
"Ah!"
She dropped the bowl and tried to stop Leonhardt, but he used his brute strength to keep her hands from pushing his face away and sucked on the tip of her tail, biting gently.
As the soft, squishy scales deford and moulded to the shape of his teeth, the lovely dragonoid sat on the kitchen table with a blush, moaning aloud.
"Le... Leo... please... ah... ah...!"
She was practically crying as she pushed her face into the crook of his neck, gripping the back of his shirt to try to hold on to her consciousness.
Her scales were too sensitive for her to handle the pleasure that ca from the intense stimulation after a few monts.
Then he stopped and pulled away, only to find Asuka breathing heavily with a thread of drool dripping down her lips, which made him chuckle.
"You're so weak..."
Asuka's eyelids fluttered, and she stared at Leonhardt with a half-conscious look before he leaned forward and kissed her.
He moved just in ti as she tried to hit him with a right hook.
He held up the bowl.
"Hmm?"
"Eh? Ah, it... ah..."
The dough mix fell perfectly onto the rolling board and when it hit the counter, Asuka had already forgotten why she got so mad. Instead, she turned her attention to kneading the dough.
Seeing that his goal was complete, Leonhardt returned to his table, but not before giving Asuka a peck on her cheek, and as they both snorted, laughing about their actions.
Leonhardt couldn't help but feel at ease with their little gas and fights.
Asuka, with her usual stoic expression, turned away and kneaded the dough while curling her lips into a deep smile.
***
Two hours later, Sylvie finally returned from helping Erina, her face a little moody, as she jumped into Leonhardt's arms.
"You sll like lizard!"
"W-What!? I don't sll you little witch!"
"Hehe~ but our master loves more, he finishes inside the most."
"Ack...!?"
With puppy dog eyes, Asuka gazed at Leonhardt, who zoned out of their little argunt.
He was reading the dungeon inco and reports for the day, sothing he never used to do, but after seeing how much work Zafira did for him, he wanted to help her.
*Sniff*
Sylvie, like a dog, sniffed the air before looking at the searing pot on the table.
Its spicy scent with fruity and aty notes caused Sylvie's lips to curl and drool to spill out from between her fangs.
"Master... is that for ?"
"It's what I cooked! You should learn to be grateful!"
"Hmph, why? I could just cook better than you!"
Asuka lifted her chin as Sylvie stared up at Leonhardt with a pleading gaze.
She always lost her fight against Asuka, but used her seductive and lovely face to con Leonhardt into taking her side.
However, this ti, she was not as successful.
"Let's eat together, and how about we go take a bath together instead?" Leonhardt reached out and pulled Asuka, who spent hours cooking onto his lap, trying to give them both affection before he left.
"Master? You're not going to spoil today?"
"I'm sorry."
"Hmph! Master, you bully!"
"I'll spoil you both."
He didn't want to make an issue about his departure; they both wanted to go, but there wasn't enough room on the horse for all of them, and, frankly, he believed Zafira would kill them.
So he stayed silent while Asuka slipped from his lap with a kiss, then started serving food.
"Hmph! It seems you're cooking has improved."
Sylvie started setting the table with Asuka, as the pair worked almost in synchronisation, with Sylvie cooling the glasses and wine and Asuka heating the plates and table to avoid food growing cold.
'Is this what a family feels like?' He wondered.
[Oh my gosh~ isn't he precious!]
(You tell ... he switches from sexual deviant to a little boy in seconds!)
Leonhardt sighed, ignoring the voices again before turning his attention to the inco and reports on the papers.
'At this rate, the plan will be finished in five months...'
"Is Zafira not joining us tonight?" Asuka asked while leaving a spot open, but Leonhardt could only shrug his shoulders.
[If you call her now, she will race to you.]
(That girl would invent a teleportation device to reach you...)
He couldn't help but smile to himself because of how blessed he was.
"What are you laughing at?"
Sylvie tilted her head, and Leonhardt just laughed and shrugged, deciding that it wasn't the ti to tell them about leaving.
"Because I have you two beside ."
"!!!"
The lovely Yuki Onna turned away with pink cheeks as she continued setting the table while Asuka gazed at him.
"You're so stupid..." She muttered under her breath.
But he heard everything clearly and noticed her huge grin that showed she wasn't serious.
'Well... for as long as this lasts, I want to enjoy it.'
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