Entwined With the Villainous Guardian
Chapter 199: Free Reign Over Him

Chapter 199: Free Reign Over Him

"Because she never hurt you?" Leander caressed her forehead with the back of his hand.

Viviana lying on his legs hugged around his waist. With a cheeky grin, she rested his chin on his abdomen as he lay on the bed.

"Yes," she said with shameless certainty. She was speaking the truth, she thought. So, she doesn’t have to lie. "She’ll always be the perfect friend in my heart. Blameless and filled with love... she’ll always be the person who loved me the most without any expectations."

"But I did...hurt you..." he said, his tone getting deeper.

Viviana found something was going wrong. But she couldn’t figure out what it was. Maybe he thinks that she is blaming him?

She didn’t answer him and stared at his face for a good long minute. She didn’t want to hurt him by speaking the truth. He looked so pitiful for some reason.

Maybe he is sad that she considers Leona her better friend. But she is being honest. Leona will forever be her most precious friend. No one living or dead can beat Leona.

And maybe... if Leona was alive, who knows what could have happened between them? Their friendship might have led to something more... intimate...probably...

They kissed and marry... maybe it was a toy wedding, which kids usually do. But maybe there was more to it. She will never know.

Leona is no more. And turns out she has a preference. So, maybe she wouldn’t have fallen for Leona.

But she wanted to console the crybaby in front of her. He’s so cute.

"You are stronger," she crawled over him and reached his face. Leona was a little girl; of course, she was of little strength compared to a grown man.

"And..." she got closer to her ear. Her ample bosom rested on his strong chest as she leaned on him. Holding her breath, she whispered, "You have a penis..."

"You little b*tch!" Leander grabbed her waist and flipped her over. Throwing her on the bed, he tickled her.

"St-op...Lean...Stop!"

Amidst her unstoppable giggles, Viviana tried to stop Leander. But sitting on her legs he tickled her. She twisted and turned trying to get out of his grasp, but he didn’t let her go until she ended up with a coughing fit as she laughed too much.

"You’re very weak," he said pouring some hot water for her.

"I am weak," she said. "You can throw me outdoors one night and you’ll find me as a corpse the next morning."

*Knock*

He knocked on her head with his knuckles.

"Aww..." she rubbed her head which was throbbing in pain. "Why did you hit me?"

"Don’t talk about dying all the time. It’s annoying," he joined in rubbing her head. Seeing the tears in her eyes, he sat beside her.

"Get away..." she pushed him. But he didn’t move.

"Here, drink the water," he placed the glass of water near her mouth for her to drink.

"I won’t drink the water you poured for me," she pouted. "You’re a domestic abuser, a wife beater~"

Before she said another word, he crashed his lips on hers. Viviana leaned on the headboard as his kiss intensified. When she opened her eyes after the kiss, he looked at her with misty eyes.

"Don’t talk about your death so easily," he said and leaned on her shoulder.

Viviana was lost for words. Does it hurt him that much?

"And don’t call me names. It’s very annoying when you do that..." he said and started nibbling on her neck.

Viviana gently caressed his hair. "Okay," he whispered and kissed his hair. She would never get tired of caressing his smooth hair.

"But I am still mad at you for hitting me," she pouted. "I told you... I don’t like pain..."

"Drink this," he held out the glass of water he poured for her.

She got the water. "I’m still mad at you," she said and drank the water. Maybe she went a little overboard. But he shouldn’t have hit her.

What’s the purpose of his mouth if he uses his hands to talk?

"Minnie..." he scratched her shoulder as she turned her face away from him. "Minnie, look at me..."

She scoffed and swatted his hand away. "I’m mad at you..."

She was not that mad at him. She wanted to see if he would be able to say that he was sorry.

He hugged her and kissed her head when he hit her. He then rubbed her head gently. "Does it still hurt?" he asked.

Viviana nodded donning her most pitiful face. It hurt for a few seconds after he hit her but it didn’t hurt even that much. He must have held back.

"Minnie...don’t be like this..." he tried to look into her face.

Viviana wanted to laugh but she held herself back.

"All right, how about this?" he said holding her chin. He was holding her so gently that even she could push away his hand.

"I give you permission to do whatever you want with me," he said.

Viviana wondered what he was talking about. She was curious.

What does whatever mean?

"Come on..." he thrust his face in front of her face. "Here me out..."

But Viviana didn’t want to listen to him. She closed her eyes.

He then sat beside her leaning on the headboard. "You can do whatever you want with me. Anything... I won’t stop you."

"You won’t?" Viviana asked as it piqued her interest.

Leander gulped. His eyes ended up on the breakfast table in the distance. That knife was not even sharp. At least his brother encountered a sharp knife that would have done the deal quicker.

He regretted it. But...

"Yes," he said. His eyes ended up on hers. Looking into her eyes, he had a feeling that she won’t do anything to hurt him. He just had a gut feeling.

Viviana’s face lit up with a bright smile.

I can do whatever I want with him!

She sat on his lap and looked at him. "You cannot take back your word," she said.

Leander nodded.

Viviana rubbed her hands together. "Where shall I start..." she mumbled.

Biting her lips she seriously thought about it.

"Hands up," she said as she reached a decision.

Leander pondered for a couple of seconds, but he obliged her request. With a perverted giggle, Viviana removed his shirt.

Leander with a smile sat there with his hands up. "What next?" he asked.

"Shh..." she shushed him. "You cannot talk."

Leander nodded. She looked so cute like a child given access to all the candies in a candy shop.

Licking her lips, she took in his handsome body. No matter how many times she looks at him, she will never get used to it.

She giggled covering her mouth.

It’s all mine!

"Up!" she commanded as his arms slowly reached down. She was reveling in the newly given authority; she didn’t care that his arms might hurt. She just wanted to have a good view.

"Is this necessary?" he asked.

"You’re not feeling shy, are you?" she raised her single brow. One corner of her lips raised higher than the other as she scoffed. "Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you."

Leander shook his head in disbelief. But he couldn’t wipe off the smile on his face. He never thought that she would "take charge" this way. He thought that she was submissive. But maybe he was wrong. It was like she was waiting for such a chance for a long time.

"Aww... those eyes..." she leaned to his face. "My God, they are pretty!" she held his cheeks and looked into his eyes.

Still, with his hands up, Leander looked into her eyes. The playfulness in her eyes got reduced as she leaned closer to him. His heart started to pound as her lips pressed to his lips.

With his hands up, he couldn’t hold her. Viviana was left to her devices and she loved kissing him. Kneeling on the bed so that she would be on a level with his face, her crotch was hovering right above his as she kissed him.

His cheeks were a little hard with stubble. As she rubbed her cheek on his chin, she giggled.

Her eyes felt heavy just by kissing him. She felt drunk even though she didn’t drink. He must be hiding alcohol somewhere in his mouth.

She kissed him again. This time, her hands grazed hungrily all over his upper body. She tried to memorize every little curve on his firm body with her hands while kissing him. She heard him grunt. It was so soft but she did hear it.

I made him grunt in pleasure...

That thought did something to her.

"Eh!" she pointed her finger at him as he lowered his hand to grab her waist.

He raised his hand again like a good little boy.

This time, when she rested back on his crotch, she felt something hard.

Her lips curved to a smirk as she wrapped her hands around his shoulder. "You like it, huh?" she ground her crotch on his.

He exhaled sharply. His eyes were half closed, and he threw his head back a little as he exhaled. There was a layer of perspiration on his forehead.

"Minnie..." he grunted.

So, he could make this expression.

She could feel his member twitch a little on her inner thighs. It only intrigued her more. She wanted to explore more.