However, Luna regained her composure quickly. It had been a long ti since her husband had shown any semblance of a real personality. This was the sort of playfulness their relationship was missing. Whether or not he was only probing her, she'd dive in head first to find out.
If this situation had to be painted out with artistic freedom, one would likely see a Noble Knight facing off against a Silver haired goddess. Both with cunning in their eyes and both with a purpose.
It seed that this husband/wife pair never truly understood who their partner was as a person at all… And they were now about to use the next few hours to find out…
"Shouldn't you have found the answer for yourself by now?" Luna's small hand rested on Dyon's inner thigh. She pretended to do so innocently. After all, Dyon was the one who took the arm she had wrapped around away, no? "It's your job to know everything about , isn't it?"
The competitive fire in Dyon's eyes lit with a brighter fla. The fact they were eting a man who supposedly hated him to essentially ask for an alliance was thrown to the back of his mind. Right now, all he worried about to bending this woman to his will.
"Ai. You must forgive your husband for being blind and stupid. I only just found out that you liked a forceful man. Clearly I'm quite slow."
Luna smiled, snuggling her head on Dyon's shoulder once again. "What are you going to do with that new information?"
"It depends."
"On?"
"I could give you exactly what you want. But, that depends on if you'll give what I want."
A playful giggle left Luna's lips, seemingly causing the atmosphere to brighten up. "What have you done to deserve such a reward?"
"I may have been a bad husband who didn't know enough about his wife." Dyon said, before suddenly grinning. "But, how much does my wife know about her husband?"
Luna paused. Although she thought the card she played was quite unexpected, this was probably even more so. Dyon was correct, how much did she know about this husband of hers?
They t by accident. His personality suddenly changed drastically form what she thought it was. And then in the blink of an eye, almost 30 years had passed before his personality suddenly changed drastically again… And seemingly changed to the personality she thought he once had…. The personality she thought was perfect for her future husband.
Luna was suddenly stumped. How could she answer this question?
Luna thought for a mont. This wasn't a contest of speed, but she couldn't exactly stay silent for minutes at a ti without response when Dyon seemingly responded imdiately. What she didn't know was that Dyon's speed of thought far exceeded even normal celestials. His soul was too powerful and had the perfect effect on his mind. In reality, despite the fact he answered imdiately, he likely spent more "ti" thinking that Luna.
Suddenly, Luna realized her biggest advantage.
Why was it that the Ahpuch family traveled hundreds of millions of light years to co to Planet Haven? Why was it that even her husband didn't dare to touch her? Why was it that she was likely one of the only won clans would fight an entire war for?
Luna stood, startling Dyon for a mont.
Currently, they sat in an elegantly furnished lounging area on comfortable couches. So, when Luna got up and stood before Dyon, he was still seated. Yet, because of Luna's petite fra, her eye level was still a re inch or two higher than Dyon's even while he sat.
Luna smiled, dazzling Dyon as she slipped the flats on her feet off, not minding the flash of snow-white skin that assaulted Dyon's vision as she lifted her legs. Whether by her design or not, she placed her foot right between Dyon's thighs each ti, using the couch as a stabilizer for her feet.
Although waves were rocking Dyon's heart, he reclined leisurely, never changing the expression on his face. In fact, he spread his legs, leaving Luna with enough room for her teasing.
Despite the fact that Luna was still a virgin, that didn't an that she had experienced nothing in the past almost 30 years. Dyon's last persona wasn't that pathetic, right?
Dyon had frequently held her in his arms, and they frequently kissed, although it was almost always initiated by her. In those years of interactions, she had felt and seen her husbands "excitent" many tis, and had also beco quite familiar with how to trigger it. This was why although Luna was still a virgin, she was still quite proud of her ability as a woman. She knew she elicited a reaction in her man, he was just too guilty to take advantage of it.
Knowing all of this, Luna planned to do the sa again. Since Dyon wanted to play gas, she would play with him. In the end, wouldn't he lose if he once again backed out due to guilt? Then he would stop questioning her again and they could continue to pretend as though nothing was wrong with their relationship.
However, when Luna glanced at Dyon's open legs, she was stunned when she saw no difference. No bulge, no anything. For the first ti, she felt doubt.
She had never acted so deliberately before, but in the past, even just the faint outline of her leg would get this husband of hers excited. Now, he had seen nearly the entire way up her dress without reacting at all? How was this possible?
Dyon smiled to himself, still watching Luna's seductive actions. She wore a pure white dress that only lightly clung to her petite curves. Her snow-white shoulders were exposed by its thin straps, giving her an alluring yet still innocent air. However, what Dyon found most attractive right now was the flash of competitiveness in her beautiful and sparkling violet eyes.
Clearly, Luna was unwilling to give up. Unfortunately for her, Dyon's body cultivation talent was so ridiculously high right now that the tempering his body had gone through during the foundation stage was millions of tis more effective. Before, he could only faintly understand how to control his body from everything to digestion to the circulation of his blood, but now he felt like he could enter his own mind and turn dials as he pleased.
Simply put, if Dyon didn't want to have an erection, nothing on this planet, barring soone with overwhelming cultivation making him lose control of his body, could make him.
However, considering the flash in her eyes, Luna was still not perturbed by this. If nothing but his own will could allow it to happen, then didn't she just have to make it his will?
The answer to the previous questions was still burning in Luna's mind. It was her beauty. And no one could resist it. Least of all the man she wanted to show it to.
Thinking to this part, Luna's heart suddenly beca as still as a lake, the only ripples were no longer caused by anxiety, but rather pure and unbridled attraction to the handso man sitting across from her. Maybe only he could complint her beauty perfectly.
This was the first fact Dyon learned about Luna. This couldn't be faked. This wasn't a façade she put up. This was who she truly was. It seed that other than Clara, he had yet another overly competitive woman for a wife.
"Husband, you said we don't know each other enough, right?" Luna smiled lightly, reaching her small hand toward her back and allowing the sound of a zipper to fill the quiet room and cause Dyon's pupils to shrink to the size of the point of a pin.
On one hand, his overly analytical brain couldn't help but wonder how zippers made it to these ancient tis. On the other, his every cell was anticipating what would happen next.
"I think we should get to know each other better than, no?" Luna's dress fell from her shoulders, catching slightly on her chest, before sliding down completely.
Luna's body was perfect. There wasn't a single blemish on her white skin, and not a single impurity in her proportions.
Her chest wasn't large, but Dyon didn't doubt that it could still fill his hand. The fact she wasn't wearing a bra was seared into Dyon's mind, leaving him wondering how he didn't notice such a thing before he got lost in the delicate pinks of her nipples.
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