Chapter 2059 - Comfy (3) (1/2)

Dyon body laid straight upon a soft bed, his eyes looking up at a well decorated ceiling. But, he would be lying if he said he could pay attention to the intricate design and architecture of the curved wall above.

Every so often, his body would quiver, before seizing. Out of context, it almost looked as though the mighty Leader Sacharro was having a seizure.​​

A light giggling could be heard between his legs, causing Dyon's teeth to clench. His wives had always made fun of him for his odd leg twitching habit, but even with his control over his body, he couldn't stop it.

At that moment, the duvet that covered his legs up to his torso shifted as a petite mound rose. In the slight darkness, one could see two beautiful silver-blue eyes, blinking innocently. It wasn't until the covers fell entirely that a scene that could make any man or woman's blood rush could be seen.

Ri laid on her stomach between Dyon's legs, uncontrollably giggling at her husband's odd posture. He arms and legs were spread out like a starfish, his muscles contracted to their absolute limits. It looked like he was doing his best to control himself.

Ri, however, was having a grand time. Her small hands wrapped around her husband's shaft, delicately pecking it with kisses in between her giggles. Her frame was so petite in comparison to Dyon's that one of her hands could only make it three quarters of the way around, not to mention the long shadow it cast along her flawless face.

As if that wasn't enough to drive Dyon insane, her tails engulfed the bed, gently c.a.r.e.s.sing his body. It felt as though he was floating on a cloud. With each passing moment, the heat emitting from his lower body grew.

Dyon's gaze shifted from the feeling, looking toward his wife's teasing expression, but the sight made blood rush to his nose. Every so often, her tails would shift just enough to reveal a plump bottom of soft flesh. Because her legs were waving back and forth cutely, slight ripples would cause it to undulate, causing Dyon's c.o.c.k to grow another size.

Ri's small tongue sn.a.k.e.d forward like a venomous viper, lightly tapping the mushroom shaped tip of Dyon's rod, not seeming to be in a hurry to do much of anything else.

”As long as you admit that you're a pervert, I'll let you do whatever you want…”

'This little vixen.' Dyon raged in his mind.

”I - … am a wholesome man of character.” Dyon said through gritted teeth.