I Reincarnated As A Villainess, But Why Did I Become A Cat Butler Instead? - Chapter 238

Chapter 119.2

Dimitri shook his head resolutely.

“No, they’re not cute. Cats are also carnivores. They’re predators.”

“Cute predator!”

“You don’t call predators cute.”

“What about pretty?”

“Well, you said you like pretty people.”

“But I don’t like the pretty cat mercenaries.”

“Are they all that pretty?”

“Cats are pretty.”

Dimitri soon noticed that something was strange about the flow of the conversation, and after some thought, it slowly dawned on him.

‘I’m drunk, too.’

As Rowaine kept refilling her glass, he ended up drinking even what was in her glass, and several champagne bottles were now rolling on the floor. Still, as long as they were having fun, it should be okay, right?

As he was lost in his thoughts, he couldn’t stop Rowaine from downing more alcohol.

“Rowaine, you’ve had too much to drink.”

As he reached out, Rowaine tilted her upper body back to avoid his hand as she responded.

“Oh my, why are you not letting me drink!”

“Come here.”

After a brief struggle between the one trying to take the glass and the other resisting, both of their bodies fell backward.

“Uht!”

Anticipating the impact, Rowaine squeezed her eyes shut. But when she reopened them, there was no pain since Dimitri had caught her as they fell, gently lowering her onto the sofa.

“Go away. You’re too close…”

She pushed against his chest, but despite her efforts, Dimitri didn’t move. Instead, he gazed down at her with a languid expression.

“You said earlier that you like it.”

“I never said such a thing.”

However, she didn’t feel any impact because Dimitri quickly caught her as she fell and gently lowered her onto the sofa.

“You said I was pretty. Was that a lie?”

“No, that’s true, but…”

Dimitri smirked.

“You’re pretty, too.”

Her long eyelashes fluttered up and down every time she blinked as she looked up at him.

Vermilion. Though it was uncertain how it appeared to human eyes, her vermilion eyes were incredibly beautiful to his eyes.

He lifted his hand and slowly stroked the corner of her eye, feeling the texture of her eyelids and lashes as she reflexively closed her eyes before he lowered his head to kiss them.

Kiss.

“Can I kiss you?”

“Uh, just now…”

He lowered his head again and pressed his lips onto her rounded forehead.

Kiss.

“On your forehead?”

“No, you already…!”

Even as she looked up at him in exasperation, wondering why he asked for permission after doing it, Dimitri continued what he was doing without paying any heed.

Kiss.

“On the cheek?”

“No, no, you can’t.”

Rowaine covered his mouth with her hands. She made a tearful face as if she was in trouble, but she didn’t push him away.

‘She never pushes me away.’

Even on the day he confessed his feelings to her, she didn’t push him away even as she said she didn’t love him. And even when he annoyingly visited her office and pestered her to the point of annoyance, she avoided him but never outright chased him away.

She didn’t push him away, just hesitated or avoided him.

‘Liar.’

It would be good if the words she uttered were as honest as her heart that beat violently and asserted itself.

Dimitri mumbled into her palm, his mouth still closed.

“Rowaine, want to know something interesting?”

“What, what is it?”

He grinned mischievously and stuck out his tongue to lick her palm.

“….!”

Rowaine, who felt a sharp sensation as if sandpaper had scratched her palm softly, exclaimed and withdrew her hand in surprise.

Dimitri stuck out his tongue slightly.

“I can take out the bumps on my tongue. Partial transformation.”

A cat’s tongue has sharp papillae and is as rough as sandpaper. When in a human form, they wouldn’t usually keep it rough, but with partial transformation, like sharpening nails, they could choose to keep the papillae of the tongue as well.

Dimitri asked with a subtle smile.

“Do you want to touch it?”

Rowaine’s eyes widened before she nodded her head. Her cheeks and lips, flushed with alcohol, looked like ripe peaches.

“That’s… I’m a bit curious…”

He pulled her hand as if giving permission.

As she raised her upper body slightly and moved closer to him as though she wanted to take a closer look, her fingers delicately traced his tongue.

“It feels good… It tickles.”

He gently pulled her closer by her waist as she moved closer to him, naturally wrapping her arms around his neck. Just as he gently licked Rowaine’s fingers, who was enchanted by the strange sensation, Dimitri whispered.

“See if this feels good too.”

He licked her lips.

“Mmm…”

She closed her eyes as if entranced, and their lips tightly pressed together. As the two of them became deeply entwined with each other, their breaths grew shallow. While their lips briefly parted, Rowaine gazed at him with conflicted eyes.

“I’ve told you clearly that I don’t love you.”

Even as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her persistent resistance to the very end left him wondering. Dimitri comforted her, wrapping his arms around the back of her head and pulling her close.

“It’s okay, for now.”

Their breaths mingled once again.