Chapter 77
Political Marriage With a Friendly Enemy
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Kwanach gently stroked my bare shoulder. On the one hand, I felt like I shouldnât hold him too long, but I didnât want to get out of his arms.
I was so happy to have him in my life: his skin wrapped around me, his hot body heat, the scent of his skin that only he could have. It was all good.
Kwanachâs hand gradually moved down my back. My nerves tingled when his fingertips touched my spine.
âBut â¦..Jaxorâs interrogation, when are you going to do it?â
âIâm going this afternoon to meet with the councils and then go see Jaxor. Are you sure you want to go with me?â
âYes.â
ââ¦â¦ Itâs going to be a rare sight. I donât really want to show you. Itâs not a pretty environment.â
âIâll be fine. Are you treating the sinners harshly?â
Kwanach looked a little gloomy when the subject of Jaxor was brought up.
His best friend attacked him, committing betrayal in front of him, of course his heart should have been unsettled. Although he hadnât made it obvious in front of me so far.
Kwanach murmured as he hugged me even tighter with his arms.
âI am not merciful. No matter how much I cared about him. But you are a kind and compassionate person, so I thought you might be uncomfortable.â
âI donât think you have to be nice to the bad people. Donât worry. Iâm not as weak as I look.â
After becoming a ghost in my previous life, I saw countless people die on the side of the road. The terrible afterimage of the war did not fade and remained intense in my mind.
It was me who had endured watching all the scenes. It was a scene where a prisoner was tortured harshly, and I was confident that I would watch it without blinking.
âAnd then Jaxor tried to harm you. Fortunately, he couldnât, but he will have to pay for his crime.â
âHe already lost one of his arms in return. And he will probably lose his life soon.â
ââ¦â¦ is he still keeping his mouth shut?â
Kwanach nodded.
âHe hasnât had any food or water since we arrived at the palaceâ¦..heâs very stubborn.â
âWhat is it about Roman that makes him so faithful? Or is he loyal to the others behind him? Has he met Diaquit?â
âIâm going to keep all the possibilities open and interrogate them. First of all⦠Letâs stop talking about this. Iâll tell them to bring in the food first and change the sheet.â
âOh, right now? One moment, please.â
I rushed away from Kwanach and sat up.
I glanced down and saw red marks all over my skin. No, it would have been easier to find a place where there were no marks.
At that moment, my face heated up. My chest was covered with teeth marks. If someone saw them, they would think that an animal had bitten me.
I looked sideways at Kwanach with a face like I was about to cry, and Kwanach, who sat leaning on the bed at an angle, only wriggled his eyebrows.
âMy skinâ¦â¦â
âWhatâs wrong with you?â
âI thought you were persistent yesterdayâ¦â¦.â
âIt was force majeure.â
I gave a small sigh and got out from under the covers. I bent over and picked up the chemise from the floor. I tried to put the chemise on, but I felt a stinging gaze behind my back.
I turned my head and saw Kwanach staring at my naked body.
âWhy do you look at me like that?â
âI think itâs even more lewd in the light.â
âYou must be joking.â
âI mean this with all sincerity.â
âDonât lookâ¦â¦.â
âWhy?â
âItâs embarrassing⦠â¦. Thereâs nothing to see. Iâm too thin.â
I wasnât confident in my skinny body. Maybe even more so, knowing that the image of Southern beauty was voluptuous.
âWhat do you mean? Iâm sure I gave you confirmation all last night that your body is stimulating enough.â
ââ¦â¦ what?â
âI get hard right away just by looking at you. Iâm right now.â
I felt like Kwanach had become a bit more brazen since we did it. I couldnât believe he could say something like that without changing expression. I was so embarrassed that I was spaced out for a while.
Last night, he constantly poured out explicit words. When I recalled it now, it just made me dizzy. ð
Kwanachâs gaze scanned my back to my buttocks. He reached out to hug me.
I hurriedly put on my chemise.
âOh, letâs eat breakfast.â
Kwanach looked disappointed and clicked his tongue as if he couldnât help it.
He called a servant into the room without wearing any underwear, covering only his lower body with a blanket. ð¤£
We ate a quick breakfast on the bed and got into the bathtub to wash together. We were alone without servants.
Kwanach was adamant that he would wash me himself. At first I was touched by his insistence and said okay, but when it came time to wash with him, it was very embarrassing. It was different from when making love at night.
At night, it was dark all around and I was out of my mind. Now, however, it was the morning when my head was clearest.
As I fidgeted in front of the tub without getting in, Kwanach picked me up. I stared at him as I folded my arms around my chest.
âKwa, Kwanach.â
Kwanach got into the bathtub with me. He ordered the largest one available, so there was plenty of room for the two of us.
I naturally laid down on Kwanafâs thighs and sat beside him. The water was moderately warm.
Kwanach soaked the cloth that was hanging over the tub in the water and scrubbed me from my shoulders to my arms.
I curled up in his chest, gasping for breath. I was more embarrassed than when I lay naked beneath him last night.
My fingertips trembled. I tried to push away Kwanachâs thick arms, but it was not easy, for the strength had left my wrists. The hot heat came straight from Kwanachâ lower body, where I was sitting on.
âOh, he did that yesterdayâ¦!â
I was too embarrassed to keep going. I said, looking up at Kwanach at an angle.
âI can do it myselfâ¦.â
Kwanach stopped for a moment and stared at me.
âEven below?â
ââ¦â¦huh?â
âI think itâs pretty dirty down there, too. Can you wipe it off yourself?â
âWhat do you mean?â
I was so flustered and in a daze that a rough hand dug in between my legs.
âAh!â
I shakily grabbed Kwanach by the shoulders. Kwanach did not care and only pulled me closer to him. Our bare chests were pressed tightly together.
âWhat are you doing?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
I mumbled in a crawling voice. Kwanach kissed me on the tip of my nose and replied brazenly.
âI made it dirty, so it makes sense for me to clean it up. I have to see if it is swollen or not.â
ââ¦â¦is that so?â
âYes.â
I was about to fall for Kwanachâs words in a confused state, but suddenly remembered the memory before I fell asleep last night as if I fainted.
I was completely exhausted by the many times we mixed our bodies. My eyes were dim.
As I fell asleep, Kwanach brought a damp cloth and carefully wiped my womanhood. I remember that he also applied an ointment directly on it.
I was embarrassed even then, but I didnât have the energy to push him away or say anything, so I let it go.
ââ¦â¦Liar! You already wiped it off for me last night.â
When I protested a beat later, Kwanach wriggled only one eyebrow.
âI thought you were asleep. It seems you werenât.â
âWhy are you lyingâ¦?â
âBecause I want to touch you. I thought it was a plausible excuse, but it doesnât seem to work.â
âPervert.â ð
As I suspected earlier, Kwanach became brazen after our wedding night. It was a new look.
To my surprise, Kwanach responded to my criticism in a calm voice.
âI was always like this. Whenever I looked at you, I always thought of racy things. Now, I donât have to hold back anymore, I just let it show.â
Kwanach gently stroked the cloth down the inside of my thighs from under the water, getting closer and closer to the inner circle.
Then, before I knew it, he let go of the cloth and searched for my womanhood with his bare hand.
ââ¦..ah!â
I moaned helplessly. I twisted my upper body and hugged Kwanach. I buried my face into his shoulder.
It was not the time to be surprised by Kwanach, who got aroused again even after doing it almost all night last night. It was the same for me.
My body was still heavy and throbbing, but the heat was coming from below my waist again. My back and hips were wiggling and my lower abdomen was tightening.
âStop, stopâ¦..I canât.â
I was so nervous that I just bit Kwanachâs shoulder with my teeth. Since last night, I have been biting Kwanach whenever I feel anxious or overstimulated.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âNoâ¦â¦ I thought we had to go see the political affairs already â¦.â
Kwanach kissed the top of my head.
âDonât worry. I canât ask you to do it again. Itâs still swollen down there.â
âPhewâ¦â¦.â
âItâs so narrow.â
âThen â¦â¦ why are you touching itâ¦haaaa!â
âDid you know that a man and a woman can feel good alone without mixing bodies?â
ââ¦â¦ what?â
I lifted my head absentmindedly and stared at Kwanach blankly. I didnât know what in the world he was talking about.
Wasnât the purpose of such an act to have children between husband and wife? Or, according to Kwanachâs words, we were to share their love with each other.
âWhat do you mean, âaloneââ¦..?â
My dumb question made Kwanach burst out into a small laugh.
âYou can feel good by yourself.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âUsphere, you need to learn more about pleasure.â
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*Oh Usphere, you have unleashed a beast ð¤£