In the cold winter, both cats and dragons were prone to sleepiness. Linsey's body was like a natural furnace, and Jasmine snuggled up to him every day to stay warm.

This morning, Linsey woke up early while they were still in each other's arms. Jasmine faced him, hugging his tail as she slept soundly, her thick, long eyelashes fluttering with each breath. Some curly wisps of hair fell across her face, making her look like a delicate porcelain doll.

Linsey's heart swelled with endless affection. He kissed her forehead and then her nose, taking in her sweet scent. He lingered with his nose against her neck before finally speaking to wake her, "It's time to get up. We said we'd go out today."

Jasmine woke up groggily and took a while to come to. Once she started moving, Linsey was able to retrieve his tail and get ready to leave.

Once he was ready, Linsey waited outside the door for Jasmine to change. He had ordered two similar winter outfits from a tailor and was eager to see how she looked in them.

The door opened, and Jasmine stepped out. Instead of wearing the clothes Linsey had given her, she had chosen a black dress. The skirt was adorned with layers of intricate lace, with sheer ribbons hanging down to her thighs. Her exposed legs were wrapped in white stockings that hinted at the flesh beneath.

Jasmine had applied a touch of lipstick today, which made her skin look even paler. She wore a black leather choker around her neck, the thin band hugging her slender throat, making her look both fragile and beautiful.

Jasmine calmly met Linsey's gaze and said, "The clothes you gave me didn't match my eye color, so I wore this instead." She twirled in front of him and asked with a hint of pride, "How do I look?"

Her cat tail swished happily, and Linsey noticed a large, deep red bow tied around it.

"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful... This dress suits you perfectly." Linsey thought the girl before him was so stunning she seemed to glow. After a few glances, he had to look away, unable to meet her eyes.

Jasmine felt mischievous and, with her hands clasped behind her back, moved to stand directly in front of Linsey. She tilted her head and smiled, saying, "Beautiful? Then keep looking at me—" She deliberately drew out the last word.

Linsey, uncharacteristically shy, tried to look away several times, but Jasmine followed his movements, her emerald eyes always finding his. Finally, she grabbed his red hair and pulled his face close, kissing him.

This was one of the rare times the cat had initiated a kiss. Linsey didn't dare move, feeling that if he opened his mouth, his intense emotions would erupt like a fireball.

Jasmine's tongue playfully teased his lips before slipping inside. Linsey retracted his fangs, careful not to hurt her. He responded, and the kiss deepened, leaving a lingering thread of saliva when they finally parted.

Both their faces were flushed. Linsey wiped his mouth, his eyes shining as he pushed Jasmine onto the bed and continued kissing her.

Still not fully awake, Jasmine began to doze off again as Linsey kissed her. His kisses fell quickly on her face. The boy wanted to make an unreasonable request but hesitated. Even through the thick layers of her skirt, Jasmine could feel his arousal pressing against her.

Linsey nibbled on Jasmine's lips, sucking on them as he growled softly. After waiting for a while without any further action, Jasmine grew impatient and pushed him away, commanding, "What are you waiting for? If you want to do something, just do it."

The boy's face lit up with joy, his smile wide. His golden beast eyes sparkled with excitement as he blushed and lifted Jasmine's heavy skirt to her abdomen, asking her to hold it to keep it from getting dirty.