Findenai’s reactions changed as ti passed.
“Hng! Haah!”
For the first few hours, she clearly moaned coquettishly. She hugged tightly, saying she felt loved and happy.
However, as late-night approached and ti went on, Findenai’s expression and voice began to change.
“Ngh, hngk!”
Her back arched exactly like a bow, her toes pushing against the bedsheet as her hips twitched.
As I kept pushing her while holding her thighs up, she eventually gasped and begged.
“W-wait, stooop!”
However, I didn’t stop. I didn’t say anything.
In a way, this could be seen as a form of discipline. Discipline for Findenai, who had been acting a bit too unyielding.
Because Findenai was both the woman I love and my maid.
I was simply disciplining my maid, just like how the thing went in the book she had read before.
“Let’s rest for a bit, haah! Just a bit!”
Findenai tried to push away with all her strength. I stopped moving my hips, which had been relentless until now.
“Hieek! Hieek!”
She gasped for breath, sprawled out on the bed. The bedsheet was soaked, and I had no idea how many tis she had climaxed.
I hooked her legs over my arms to prevent her from escaping, then leaned over her.
“Nghhh!”
A moan, barely recognizable as a scream, escaped her lips as she began to struggle.
I whispered softly into her ear.
“I love you.”
Her body trembled in response.
“Y-you, you…!”
She seed to want to respond to my confession, but as I began thrusting downward again, she started hitting my shoulders, and her face turned tearful.
“Haaah! Hngk!”
She couldn’t even speak properly, and her hands began to lose strength. The sound of our hips and buttocks slapping together almost felt like I was punishing her.
“I love you, Findenai.”
“Hieek! Hnggg!”
Every ti I confessed, her reactions grew more intense, and her tightening around beca stronger.
And so, several more hours passed.
Even as sunlight stread through the window, brightly illuminating the room, Findenai, now completely limp, clung to , only letting out faint moans.
I changed positions, lifting her to prevent her from escaping. Though she couldn’t speak, whenever I kissed her, she tangled her tongue with mine, showing she was still conscious.
“Findenai.”
When I called her na while holding her tightly, she trembled in response.
“You don’t have to quit smoking or drinking entirely. Just don’t overdo it.”
I just didn’t want her to get addicted. However, using them as indulgences was fine.
“It’s the sa with having sex. If you overdo it, it becos exhausting.”
Honestly, my lower half was sore and burning. The floor was soaked, and it felt like there was more of my release inside Findenai than her own fluids.
“Y-yhess!”
Findenai’s response was kind of cute when she slurred her words. Maybe that was why, when I thrust one last ti while holding her tightly, Findenai, who had been half-unresponsive, began to co alive again.
“I’m sooorry!”
“It’s fine, as long as you understand.”
“P-please forgive ee!”
“Just endure this last bit.”
“O-okay… Haaah!”
The sensation of release rose again.
After finishing the last round of ejaculation for the day, I carefully laid Findenai down on the bed.
In her disheveled state, she was neither the wolf guarding the mountain nor the resistance fighter who longed for freedom.
She was rely a woman, trembling as she realized that overwhelming pleasure was no different from pain.
Maybe I went too far.
I also thought I might have gone overboard, caught up in the heat of the mont and Findenai’s charm.
At so point, it stopped being about discipline and beca about indulging in her.
The fact that she was showing a side of herself she never showed anyone else only excited more as a man.
Whatever the case.
“This won’t happen again.”
She wouldn’t use sex as a form of power or treat like a tool anymore.
***
“I-I’m sorry.”
Watching Findenai bow her head and apologize felt strangely refreshing.
Thinking about it, we’d been together for about two years, and I couldn’t recall a ti when Findenai had ever apologized so politely.
[What’s this? How creepy.]
The Dark Spiritualist, seeing Findenai like this, responded bluntly. When I glared at her, she covered her mouth with both hands, realizing she’d said sothing unnecessary.
But Findenai, her face heavy with exhaustion, didn’t seem to have the energy to retort.
“I-I was being cocky. I’m sorry. Damn, I’m glad you guys are here.”
Well, at least her manner of speaking hadn’t changed.
“I almost died taking on all that bastard’s lust. Sorry, but can you hold off for a while, Master?”
The fact that she called “Master” instead of “Master Bastard” showed how much she’d been humbled.
[You’re pathetic, huh?]
The Dark Spiritualist, finding Findenai’s state amusing, started teasing her again.
[…Y-you look really tired. Eat sothing and rest.]
Stella, who had gone through sothing similar, was fussing over Findenai, trying to make her comfortable.
“…”
Lastly, Deia was glaring at while clutching her own body.
By the way, Erica had left for her lecture.
“Why are you glaring at like that?”
Feeling awkward, I asked Deia. She flinched and stepped back.
“Huh? N-nothing. It’s just… I was thinking how much your stamina has improved.”
“…It’s because I’m a ntal body now.”
“If you were going to go this wild, how did you hold back all this ti?”
Deia, reassured by my usual deanor, crept closer and asked.
It wasn’t hard to answer.
“Because I had things to do. And back then, I wasn’t this honest with my emotions.”
“Are you honest now?”
At Deia’s fleeting question, I nodded without hesitation.
“That’s why I’m not ashad to live with the people I love.”
“Wow.”
Deia looked at as if she’d heard sothing fascinating, then smirked and pointed at herself.
“What about ?”
“Of course, you’re important to too. I’d say you’re also soone I love.”
“…”
“You’re my little sister, after all.”
“You didn’t have to say that last part.”
Deia sighed and began explaining what she hadn’t finished yesterday.
“I told you yesterday that I talked to Darius, right? He said it’s fine for to live here.”
“Right, I wanted to ask about that.”
Even if Darius was a bit of a loose cannon as a family head, did he really give his permission so easily?
When I asked with that doubt in mind, Deia shrugged. At that mont, she didn’t seem like my usual little sister but more like the lady of Norseweden, exuding a commanding presence.
“You know Darius cares about and you, right?”
“…Yeah.”
I was genuinely grateful to Darius, who had accepted as his younger brother even though I wasn’t Deus Verdi but Kim Shinwoo.
I, too, considered him my only older brother.
“But is it really okay to end it like that? Back when you were Deus, we were connected by blood, but now it’s just us saying we care about each other, and that’s it.”
I felt uneasy.
It seed like my clever younger sister, who had a knack for behind-the-scenes maneuvering, had even reached the eldest son with her sches.
“So I told him. Let’s tie Kim Shinwoo to the Verdi Household. Then we’d beco real family, right?”
“And he agreed to that?”
“Yeah, he did. Besides, it’s not like we’re even siblings anymore since you’re not in Deus’ body but Kim Shinwoo.”
“…”
I could easily imagine how Deia had persuaded Darius—she likely whispered to him that this would truly make part of the family.
If what Deia said was true, would that make a live-in son-in-law of the Verdi household?
And if so, would I change my surna from Kim to Verdi, becoming Shinwoo Verdi?
Honestly, that sounded absolutely terrible.
“Sigh, I’ll have to personally visit Darius later.”
“Oh, right. He said to co by soti. He also said Illuania and Sevia want to see you too.”
Did he? After hearing that, I felt like I indeed needed to visit him. I needed to have a proper conversation with Darius.
“How about setting a schedule? Thanks to the general store’s door, it’s not too hard to get there.”
“That still needs so coordination. You can’t just use it whenever you feel like it.”
Of course, it was much easier than taking a carriage.
Anyway, as we were talking, the conversation between Findenai and the Dark Spiritualist was getting heated.
To be precise, the Dark Spiritualist was teasing Findenai one-sidedly.
[I heard everything yesterday! Apologizing over and over! Aren’t you embarrassed for getting what you asked for?!]
“Yeah, I’m embarrassed. I got wrecked so badly I’m dying of sha, so I’m going to bed now.”
Seeing Findenai give in like this for the first ti, the Dark Spiritualist puffed up with pride and shouted.
[Sloopy-Ai! Go sleep! Don’t act so cocky from now on, you pathetic loser!]
At that, Findenai glanced at , smirked, and issued a warning to the Dark Spiritualist.
“Whether I’m the pathetic one or you’re the pathetic one… the results will tell, you know?”
Saying that, Findenai went into the bedroom to catch up on sleep. Feeling guilty, I followed her into the room.
“Findenai.”
When I called her, Findenai turned slightly. She looked tired, but the corners of her mouth were faintly turned up.
“I might have gone a bi…”
“Hey, Master Bastard.”
Findenai cut off.
She took a step closer and pressed her forehead against my chest.
“Say you love again.”
“…I love you.”
“Yeah, that’s good. It’s not that I didn’t like doing it with you. It was just too much because I liked it so much.”
“Right.”
“M-maybe once a month would be fine… Ahem. Never mind.”
Blushing with embarrassnt, Findenai flopped down onto the bed, which had been cleaned with magic.
Stretching out, she sighed and said.
“It’s nice that soone who’s usually so emotionally distant went crazy for , but it’s also exhausting because it feels like my crotch is on fire.”
“…”
“But can I ask for one more thing?”
“Hmm?”
Smirking, Findenai pointed to the Dark Spiritualist outside the room and made a firm request.
“Make that bitch go through the sa thing as . Let’s see if she can still call pathetic then.”
“…”
“Pathetic? Pathetic?! Damn it, this isn’t being pathetic.”
Leaving Findenai, who was muttering as she drifted off to sleep, I stepped outside.
It seems I don’t need to worry too much.
From her reaction, it doesn’t look like there’s much to be concerned about.
***
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