Leon’s POV
I had defeated Tilde. The mont the fight ended, she looked at with that expression—disappointnt flickering behind her sharp eyes, as if she couldn’t accept how quickly it was over. Her breathing was uneven, sweat trailing down her neck, and that small tremble in her hand told she wasn’t faking it. She wasn’t weak—far from it. She had fought like a beast backed into a corner.
And honestly, I had to give her credit. For soone with no magic or special ability, she had put up one hell of a fight. Every movent she made had that raw sharpness, a predator’s precision. She wasn’t relying on any school of technique or fancy spellwork—just pure instinct, natural agility, and those quick, almost feral reflexes that could only co from experience and survival. The way she moved, how she slipped between my attacks, how her blade danced dangerously close to my throat—it was impressive. If I hadn’t been serious, I might’ve actually lost. She was that good.
Even without formal training, she was already at the level of soone who could stand among top-tier fighters. Her body moved on its own—fast, precise, deadly.
"You really proved sothing there," she said, her voice low but steady. "I never thought I’d lose... not like this. But after feeling your power up close, I can’t even imagine a future where I could beat you."
I looked at her and shook my head. "You’re selling yourself short. You’re incredibly skilled, Tilde. If I wasn’t your opponent today, I’m sure you could’ve easily defeated anyone else."
A faint smirk curved on her lips. "You’re not just good at fighting—you’re good at flattering too. Is that how you managed to seduce all those elves... or the won around you?"
I let out a soft chuckle. "If you’re willing to be seduced, then I guess it really is seduction. So, what about it? Do you want to be seduced?"
Her gaze lingered on , her long ears twitching slightly as she tilted her head. "Well, even though I’m a rabbit woman, I’ve never really had... intimate relations with a male," she admitted, a playful tone mixing with sothing softer. "I was always told I wasn’t attractive enough. I guess that’s to be expected. I’m not exactly soft or gentle like the others, am I?"
So basically, she was saying she was still a virgin. That wasn’t an issue at all—in fact, that kind of innocence was rare and, honestly, kind of a turn-on.
"But if you’re willing to take ," she added, looking up at through half-lidded eyes, "then I might consider it." There was mischief in her voice now, that deliberate teasing that made her look both dangerous and seductive at the sa ti.
"Consider what?" I asked, pretending to be oblivious.
"To beco one of your won," she said, her lips curving into a sly smirk. "That’s not really a problem for you, is it? I’ve never t a man who could overpower so completely that I couldn’t even see a future where I win. That’s how much you’ve impressed . So if you’re willing... I’ll be your woman."
I gave her a short nod. "Might consider it," I said calmly. "If you agree to cooperate with ."
"Cooperate?" she repeated, raising an eyebrow. "You an with your plan—making all the tribes of the Great Forest work together for one defense?"
"That’s right," I said. "If everyone in the Great Forest pooled their resources, we’d stand a real chance against the Republic or the Empire. You’re a warrior leader, so I know you’ve got influence. If you help convince your chief, this plan could actually work."
She crossed her arms, thinking it over, her tail twitching slightly behind her. "I might be able to talk to the chief of the rabbitn," she said finally. "But beyond that, I can’t promise anything. Honestly, what you’re trying to do sounds insane. I thought the person spreading that idea must’ve been completely crazy. The Great Forest isn’t united—it never has been. Trying to bring everyone together? That’s nearly impossible."
I gave a faint smile. "You’re right—it is crazy. But it’s the only shot we’ve got. If they refuse to act, the Empire will burn this forest to ash, and I’ll just stand by and watch it happen. But if they’re willing to fight beside ... I’ll give them everything I’ve got."
She stared at for a mont, and then that smirk returned. "You sound rciless. Not that I’m complaining. In fact, it kind of makes you even more appealing in my eyes."
I raised an eyebrow at her sudden shift in tone. "You’re getting hot for pretty fast, considering we just t. Why’s that?"
Honestly, I couldn’t figure her out. A few minutes ago, she was ready to kill . Now, she looked like she wanted to fuck .
She was actually blushing—her cheeks tinted with a soft pink hue that made her look both fierce and innocent at the sa ti. One of her rabbit ears drooped down slightly, while the other stood tall and alert. I’d learned enough about beastkin to know what that ant. It wasn’t random or just a cute gesture—it was part of their natural instinct, a subtle chanism they used when trying to attract a mate.
The way her ear sagged like that, paired with the flushed look on her face, was basically the rabbitn’s equivalent of saying, "I’m interested." It was like her body was betraying her composure, showing exactly what she was feeling without her even needing to say it aloud.
It kind of reminded of Ayane and the way she’d fan out her fox tails whenever she tried to seduce —slow, deliberate, graceful, and absolutely srizing. Or Trill, how her tail would wag ever so slightly, twitching with that barely contained excitent whenever she wanted to fuck.
Every race had their own unique way of showing desire, and watching it unfold right in front of was... honestly kind of fascinating.
"Well," she said, blushing a little, "we’re actually close to our mating season. Rabbitn are known for... procreating a lot. Around the start of winter, we’re basically always in heat. Normally, I just handle it myself since I don’t have a man of my own. But after fighting you earlier... I want the real thing."
Her breathing grew heavier with every word, her chest rising and falling as she pressed her thighs together. There was no mistaking it—she was burning up inside, her body practically begging for attention.
"Have you ever fucked a bunny girl before?" she asked, her voice low and teasing. "Want to add that to your list of won from different races you’ve fucked?"
Well, with her looking at like that—flushed face, trembling lips, body tensed like she was about to lt—there was no way I was going to resist.
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