"Ugh… huh…? What…?"
"Oh? You said 'yes,' didn't you? Okay then, let's do our best."
The heat clouding Rocco's mind made it impossible to fully process what Laxus was saying.
But when he saw Laxus's bright, beaming smile, sparkling with excitement, Rocco realized he had made a mistake.
With no strength left to pull away from Laxus's reaching hands, all Rocco could do was tear up and let out a pitiful, "Hiee…"
How long had this "touching" been going on now?
At this point, it had become nothing more than Laxus's relentless assault.
Rocco lay collapsed, flushed deep red and panting for breath, completely spent.
His mouth was soaked and sticky from being thoroughly licked, and both of their little and big dragon that was rubbed together so much, were now limp and exhausted.
His body, too weak to resist, he wouldn't even let him close his legs—left splayed open helplessly, unable to move.
