A silent stare was maintained on the woman’s sincere visage, soon softening from the seriousness her words summoned and becoming fonder to then look entertained at the obviously doubtful man.
"... Haha... Handso man. Why frown at my words?"
"This... I couldn’t see this when you said it. The thing on your cheek." — Finally letting her down, causing brief trouble at his mber’s retrieval, Aslak responded. Pointing at the place he referred to. — "When you smile it appears."
"o-oh, I-I see...!?"
Quickly pulling her clothes up, Ewelina shyly drifted from his curious finger, dropping her gaze and gasping at the sight found, turning around as his manliness continued to be exposed.
"S-so that is why..."
Her head was looking down, nervously watching the hast work of her hands that needed to properly fix her clothing.
"?... Hah." — Surprised by her actions, he soon found out her reasons. Straightening proud to hide his mber from the place she had pulled it out from and paced close to hug her from behind. — "You’ll never stop being shy, huh?"
"..... T-that might be the case..."
"Mm... It’s surprising how sotis you’re not shy when you should be." — Moving his palms down her arms so their hands would tangle together, Aslak’s manly tone lulled into the woman’s ear. — "For example... Whenever you purposely tempt ... Or go against ... Reprimanding ."
"... A-at tis... It’s necessary to forget shyness..." — ’Goodness... Please stop, my lovely man...’
"... That’s right." — Grinning to himself the man said at the sight of a red and feverish ear. Grazing it as he leaned to reach her tender cheek and gently bite it in engulfing teeth. — "At tis it’s necessary."
"... Mhm..."
Ewelina gulped at the nice scratch of his teeth, tensing and clasping his hands to unconsciously caress them. Turning her head to et his intense amber fondly eting her brown shade.
"... Like right now... it’s necessary for you to reprimand now or I might take you again."
"!? How honest, hahaha."
"I don’t want to make you upset so soon."
"... Yet you want to upset ..."
"Haha... I... That I cannot deny, Fatædi."
Facing each other, both lightly nuzzled the other’s noses. Pleased that a useless discussion wouldn’t erge because of both’s desire to continue in a profound show of affection their words wouldn’t directly tell.
"... We should go back."
"Sigh... A little–"
"Hup." — Graceful and in entertained mood, Ewelina stopped his words with the press of a finger. Smiling at the man, preventing what they had avoided. — "You have already won against . No more."
"? What do you an I won against you?"
"... I had said we wouldn’t tangle... Yet you won over, handso man."
"Hah... I don’t think that’s the case."
"Yet it is... Let us go back to our people. After all, you have learned a nice thing, have you not?"
"...Haaa... darn, darn woman..." — The man frustratedly frowned with complex delight at his inner understanding. — ’I only learned I can’t win against your Lure, Fatædi.’
Soft giggles of the youthful wife ca forward to graze him again, leaving the hold on his manly countenance to take the hands laying on her waist gently stroking her body and leading him away from the privacy.
"Do not grumble... Co, spouse. Let’s go back."
*******
Side by side while holding hands, the couple vacated the remote tent that had no eye near. Permitting the Archdukes to share small glances of mischievous accomplices as the man also whispered on their way how nobody was around.
"We truly were in private."
"..."
"..."
Receiving a first smile Aslak returned it to her charming silence for few steps in an outside which the sun was about to hide completely, letting the light seem blue at the village.
"... Nobody is around, you see?"
"... Yes, I can see that."
"..."
"..."
"The tents... They are empty."
"Mhm."
"..."
"..."
"One more. Before we join the others." — He ultimately pulled her to stop her steps, severe at her unhelpful responses.
"... One more what?" — Looking around with surprised eyes, she asked.
"Lick." — In hast he answered, receiving the light frown that made him imdiately correct himself. — "Haaa... Kiss. Darn Woman."
"... We cannot. Soone could see. And I doubt my husband’s hands will stay calm at ’one’."
"..."
Resuming their walk pulled by her hand the man’s brows knitted together, displeased and reluctant to follow.
"... No one’s around... It’s no big deal..." — Aslak mumbled annoyed.
She obviously heard the man, who even when unsatisfied, kept holding onto her tender hand as they walked.
Ewelina stayed serene, feeling the warmth of the anxiety... That one that wished to dismiss her husband’s dissatisfaction when it was her affection that he requested.
’What a struggle...’ — The bashful woman contemplated as the heated breeze dragged so ashes from the bonfire as they closed more distance with their destination. — ’The ways of this man... they are testing my heart’s resistance...’
Glancing back at the grumpy spouse, her pace comnced slowing further down, becoming more conflicted as his gaze wouldn’t et hers this ti.
"..."
"...?" — To the interruption of their walk, his brow raised as he t the complex intensity of her stare that beca brighter the more their gazes t.
’... If only you were aware... How terrible a hazard it is for to also be cautious and proper...’ — Ewelina ultimately lowered her crown at this untold confession.
"... Fatædi?"
The man’s sound in this opportunity felt sweeter in its rough tone, inviting the wife to look into his eyes again before she quickly glanced around to step closer.
"O-only this one ti..." — From her short size she allowed, staring embarrassed up at the tall... Wide-eyed man. Ready to receive the graze of his lips.
"..... Fuck. Bloody earth." — He growled pained by his own decision. — "You’re right, it won’t do with one."
"?... Uh... Then...?"
"Forget it."
"!!"
Releasing her hand roughly, the man blurted out as he moved away from the shocked woman.
"I’ll teach you a few things later. Night is falling and this ti I hold grudge, Fatædi."
"!? B-but... Husband, I was allowing it!"
"While tempting with those eyes Fatædi has! Darn woman!"
"??!?? What..... Hah... What is he saying..." — Unable to follow his upset stomps at the awe his sayings provoked, Ewelina observed how he moved further away, clearly enraged from frustration.
The fright she felt for a mont by the ruthless release of her limb quickly lted into tender srization. The hand of the wife ca to cover the growing smile his attitude invoked, along with the flutter from what she could understand from this ultimately lovely discussion.
’Earth... Your rcy, I beg it... If you have truly deed my soul’s end to be by this barbaric yet as gentle as the vast nature you rule man... this unique spouse’s side... Oh... Do permit it...’ — Peeking at the corpulent man that shook her soul’s roots wonderfully, Ewelina shivered in overwheld hope. Closing her eyes to finish a heartfelt prayer. — "This search I’ve cried for in so many moons and unfruitful lives... Permit its end also to be by his side.’
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