The Game Heroine's Cannon Fodder Leopard Cub - Chapter 38

“What are you reading?” Nora asked, wrapping a bath towel around herself as she approached Yi’an. Noticing Yi’an’s flushed ears and focused expression, she couldn’t resist asking.

“N-nothing! It’s nothing!” Yi’an stammered, hastily closing the book, her heart pounding like a drum.

Nora glanced down. Yi’an’s hand was pressed tightly against the black leather book. “You should go take a shower,” she said calmly.

“O-oh… okay…” Yi’an stammered, pretending nonchalance as she tucked the black leather book behind the other books on the shelf. She awkwardly shuffled into the bathroom, her movements stiff and unnatural.

As the sound of the shower filled the room, Nora precisely retrieved the black leather book from the shelf and began flipping through its pages…

When Yi’an emerged from the bathroom, she found a bottle of red wine and two stemmed glasses on the coffee table. Nora, still wrapped in her bath towel, leaned back against the sofa and beckoned with a flick of her wrist. “Come have a drink?”

The night had fallen completely. The crackling fire in the fireplace illuminated the room, casting the scene in a dim, flickering light. In the firelight, Nora’s face appeared as mysterious and beautiful as a Sea Siren. Her crimson lips curved downward to reveal slender collarbones, and below that…

Yi’an’s eyes flickered slightly as she clenched her jaw, swallowed hard, and felt an inexplicable heat surge through her chest.

“What are you waiting for? Come sit down,” the Sea Siren commanded.

Though she hadn’t even taken a sip of wine, Yi’an already felt a dizzying intoxication. How else could she explain the world spinning around her during the short walk to the sofa?

Stiffly, Yi’an accepted the wine glass and stiffly allowed herself to be coaxed into drinking several glasses. Before long, her cheeks and neck flushed a deep crimson.

Through her hazy vision, she saw Nora take her glass and squeeze in beside her, her soft body pressing tightly against Yi’an’s arm. That side of her arm instantly went numb and hot.

Then the Sea Siren’s crimson lips drew close to her cheek, her warm breath brushing against Yi’an’s neck. She heard the Sea Siren’s voice, asking—

“That Black Leather Book… have you finished reading it?”

The soft question struck her like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, instantly sobering her up by half.

Yi’an nearly jumped a foot in the air in fright, her sudden movement causing Nora to stumble slightly. If not for Nora’s hand pressing down, the already loose bath towel would have slipped off completely.

Nora pursed her lips, inwardly scolding herself for being such a coward.

Meanwhile, Yi’an’s face flushed crimson, her mind a tangled mess of thoughts with no clear exit.

“You… you read it?” Yi’an stammered.

Nora rolled her eyes, giving Yi’an a reproachful look. “Do you realize how easy it is to read your expressions?”

Yi’an fidgeted with the sofa, her voice wavering. “I didn’t mean to hide it from you…”

“I know, I know,” Nora said, pinching Yi’an’s lips shut. “Lord Beast God said studying this book could help us awaken our powers. Should we… try it?”

Yi’an’s face turned even redder, her eyes widening as she mumbled incoherently. Nora finally realized her mistake and released her with a laugh.

Freeing her mouth, Yi’an quickly protested, “Nora, this is completely inappropriate! How could we… for such a purpose?”

Nora found the situation amusing. Feigning confusion, she asked, “If not for such a purpose, then what purpose would justify doing something like this?”

“Of course, it should be because both parties genuinely like each other!”

“Do you like me?”

Yi’an froze, caught off guard by the sudden question.

After a long pause, she slowly turned her stiff neck, her face flushed crimson, and stammered, “What did you say?”

“I asked,” Nora repeated, meeting Yi’an’s gaze steadily, emphasizing each word, “do you… like… me?”

Ever since discovering the contents of the Black Leather Book, Nora had realized she couldn’t wait for Yi’an to figure things out on her own. So when she found a bottle of red wine in the guest room cabinet, whether driven by the need to find soul fragments or her own selfish desires, she decided to give this little fool of a leopard a push.

Yi’an finally understood what Nora was implying. Her previously chaotic thoughts instantly cleared.

To be honest, back when she was still a little leopard, she had sensed some strange undercurrents. But considering their precarious situation—trapped between ice and snow—she had assumed the other party was merely experiencing the suspension bridge effect.

After Yi’an transformed into her human form, Nora never brought up such topics again. The lingering ambiguity vanished without a trace. Coupled with the urgency of finding the soul fragments, Yi’an had stopped thinking about it altogether—until she saw the Black Leather Book…

Even with the bathroom window wide open, Nora’s unique fragrance lingered stubbornly in the air. Even with the water running at full force, Yi’an couldn’t wash away the visions of Nora’s exquisite body that flooded her mind.

“I… I like you,” Yi’an finally exhaled, realizing the source of the inexplicable, oppressive flutter in her chest.

Nora waited patiently for Yi’an to process her thoughts, waiting for her to voice the two words she already suspected. Then, she leaned gently against Yi’an’s shoulder.

“Do you want to kiss me?” Yi’an heard herself say.

This time, Yi’an didn’t miss a word. She remained silent, suppressing her restless heart, her gaze fixed intently on Nora’s luscious, crimson lips.

No words were needed. The rising body temperature, the quickening breath, the heart pounding like thunder—all these signs betrayed Yi’an’s intense longing to Nora.

The flickering firelight from the fireplace cast a hazy glow, making those red lips appear even more alluring and kissable in the dim light.

Yi’an didn’t realize how naked her gaze was. Though she made no move, Nora felt stripped bare.

Her chest pressed tightly against Yi’an’s shoulder, the undeniable heat radiating from her body. The soft flesh trembled slightly under the pressure, and Nora couldn’t help but press her legs together, a faint dampness seeping into that unspoken place.

Nora released Yi’an’s shoulder, took a deep breath, and struggled to calm the deep tremors within her. She lifted her eyes slightly. “Kiss me.”

Yi’an’s heart nearly burst from her chest. In that instant, images from the Black Leather Book flooded her mind, and lust filled the corners of her eyes.

Before Nora’s words had even finished echoing, she was abruptly pushed down onto the sofa, her crimson lips covered by an equally soft, burning kiss.

Her breath hitched, and her hands instinctively tightened around Yi’an’s neck.

Yi’an’s heart pounded uncontrollably in her chest. She gripped Nora’s slender waist tightly, her tongue tracing the soft flesh behind her firm back.

Nora didn’t know where Yi’an had suddenly found such brute strength. Her lips began to ache, and saliva dripped from her parted lips onto the sofa.

“Hiss—” A slight pain on her tongue finally made Yi’an release Nora’s lips.

In the dim light, their eyes met, their ragged breaths mingling with the crackling of sparks, sounding unusually clear.

Yi’an’s gaze lingered on Nora’s swollen, glistening lips, and she chuckled softly.

“What are you laughing at?” Nora asked, her face flushed crimson as she vigorously rubbed her furry leopard ears.

Yi’an suppressed her smile, letting Nora knead her earlobes. She wrapped her arms around Nora and murmured, “I’m just happy.”

Hearing Yi’an’s simple, direct words, Nora’s heart melted into a puddle. She couldn’t resist pulling Yi’an’s head against her chest, gently stroking her large, furry ears and soft cheeks.

Yi’an pressed her ear against Nora’s chest, listening to their synchronized heartbeats. A surge of emotion washed over her, and her thoughts drifted uncontrollably to the yellowed pages of the Black Leather Book.

The images from those pages were etched into her mind like stone carvings, impossible to erase, growing only clearer with each passing moment. One moment, she saw a woman with her legs parted, one hand braced behind her while the other pressed forward; the next, a woman faced away from the bed curtains, her cheek buried in the pillow, her hands gripping the edges tightly, her hips arched high…

Now, every woman in those visions had Nora’s face.

Yi’an’s body trembled uncontrollably as she gripped Nora tightly, her palms sweating.

She struggled to suppress the overwhelming desire surging through her, but her heart pounded faster and faster.

“Tonight…” Yi’an heard her own hoarse voice, yet, as if possessed by the devil, she continued, “…can we?”

Nora paused only briefly before nodding slightly, as if responding to a commonplace request.

“Are you sure?” Yi’an gritted her teeth, fighting the volcanic eruption within her.

The affirmative response came again.

The volcano erupted uncontrollably.

Yi’an swept Nora into her arms, gently laid her on the bed, and leaned over her, pulling her close. She lowered her head and captured Nora’s lips.

Nora tilted her head back, surrendering to Yi’an’s invasion. She gripped Yi’an’s back tightly, her chest heaving.

In this moment, the chaotic images from the book vanished, leaving Yi’an, her bl00d surging, acting purely on instinct.

The bath towel had disappeared in the earlier frenzy. Yi’an lingered briefly, burying herself in softness, before slowly moving downward, finally reaching her destination.

Nora had never experienced anything like this before. She jerked involuntarily, trying to pull away from the bed, but the irresistible pull dragged her back down heavily, her breathing growing increasingly rapid.

Trembling, she tried to escape, but the invisible restraint forced her to meet Yi’an’s advances. In the end, she could only weakly tug and press against the plush panther ears.

In the azure depths of the sea, on the desolate island, within the silent room, the only sounds were their ragged breaths and the rhythmic splashing of water, like the tail of a swimming whale.

Perhaps the fireplace was too hot; sweat had soaked a large patch of the bed, and Nora’s pale skin now glowed with a faint blush.

Yi’an lifted her head, her face glistening with sweat that dripped from her chin onto the already drenched sheets.

The swollen, throbbing veins pulsed rhythmically, deepening the color of Yi’an’s eyes. Her gaze shifted upward, and she reached out to wipe away the tears at the corner of Nora’s eye.

Then, with a gentle hook of her finger, she used the lingering moisture to resume savoring the sweet treat.

Nora’s frantic breaths and sudden moans left her no room for anything else. She could only drag and envelop the intruder’s arrival, her body both resisting and welcoming…