(From Blue's Perspective)
"I love you, Dem..."
"Why did you drink when I was not here?"
"Huh?" I mumbled as I opened my eyes slowly hearing the familiar voice.
It was Dem. It had been a long ti since the last ti I saw him. To be honest, I was afraid for a mont when I looked at him.
"Now you are afraid of your own husband?" he asked in a dangerous tone.
"N-No, it's... not like that..."
He was angry for so reason. His black eyes looked scary and it felt like he could break in half with his glare.
"You're too unguarded," he said angrily. "You drank in front of another man and moreover, got drunk. Then you showed this much skin to soone other than your husband."
"Skin?" I muttered being surprised and looked down only to find myself wearing the lingerie Ruby bought for . "Huh? When did I..."
I could not rember anything properly. I must have been drunk too much and I was having a blackout. The last thing I rembered was hearing Ruby and Ezekiel's conversation.
"How do you think it feels to co back to my wife like this? I would prefer if you were waiting for in this, but there was another man in our room, kissing your neck."
"What?" I asked, shocked. "I didn't kiss anyone!"
"No, you were unconscious. He took advantage of your drank state," he said.
"Huh? E-Ezekiel?"
"So, you know that it's him," he said.
"That's because... he was acting weird..."
"Did he touch you before as well?" he asked angrily.
"No... He did not," I said. "Where... where is Ezekiel?"
"Now you're fucking asking where that bastard is?" he yelled and grabbed by my hair.
"I... I just... Mm..."
My mouth was shut because of his forceful kiss. He was still wearing his formal clothes. I grabbed the front of his cloth as my lips lted against his.
"That fucking bastard has even made a mark on your skin! I will kill him!" he grumbled angrily.
"Dem..."
He fisted his hands and twitched his lips as if he was too angry to control himself. "You've even brought aphrodisiac as well. I heard from your maid that it was for ."
I shyly nodded. I was so embarrassed that I could not bring myself to say anything. But more importantly, I was scared.
"Such a pretty bottle," he said as he took it from the bedside table. "If you bought it for , why don't you drink it?"
"?"
"Yes, you."
"But..."
"Drink it," he said sternly and opened the cap for .
I flinched. His face was scary, but I truly felt guilty. I should have been more careful. I took the bottle from him with a shaky hand.
"This won't do. Your hands are shaking," he said and took the bottle from . "Why don't I help you drink it?"
"Eh?"
"Open your mouth," he said.
I opened my mouth as he said just a bit. He grabbed my face with his hand and poured the whole drink inside my mouth. The taste was sweet and it had an addictive sweet scent.
"It is the strongest one available," he said. "It will be effective for longer than the normal ones."
I could not hear properly what he was saying. The mont he touched my hand, I felt as if sothing cold contacted my skin. My body was getting hot from the inside and I was feeling more sensitive than before.
"Co down from the bed," he said as if he was ordering. "Kneel in front of and take it out. Use your mouth."
"My mouth?" I asked. I had never done this before. So, I was nervous. To be honest, he had never asked to do it for him before and I was too shy to say it.
"Yes."
I got down on the floor as he said. Even the floor felt cold under . Since I was wearing lingerie only, the air of the room felt too cold against my skin.
"Take it out," he said.
"... O-Okay..."
I unzipped his pants. The warm feeling only kept growing inside and for so reason, I could not help but feel impatient.
It was very warm and hard. I gasped the mont it was unveiled in front of . No matter how many tis I looked at it, it was hard to believe that this thing went inside .
"Take it in your mouth and suck it," he said.
I did not know how to do it. It was my first ti after all. It was so big that I was worried if it would fit in my mouth.
I stick out my tongue and touched the tip with it. It felt weird. I quickly closed my mouth at the strange sensation.
"Do it," he urged with a deep voice.
It seed it affected him. I just touched the tip with my tongue, still it felt like he liked it. I did the sa again. But I was too afraid to go forward.
He was perhaps too impatient. He grabbed my hair from the back and pushed forward that it went inside my mouth until it touched my throat. I almost gagged, but it was stopped because of the thing inside my mouth.
"Suck it properly. Don't use your teeth," he said. "Yes, like that. You're doing well."
I did as much as I could. It was harder than I thought. But hearing him praise made want to do it more. I used my tongue to go up and down of the length.
I could feel his gaze intently focused on . I could feel the dangerous arrows he was shooting on my skin with his eyes. My body felt hotter and I was aroused more than ever. I just wanted him to touch and do sothing while I also wanted to make him feel good.
"No, not yet. Make co first," he said as if he could read my thoughts. But it was not possible since I was wearing the necklace that prevented him from reading my mind. "Huh... your mouth is hot. It feels good."
"Mm..."
"You are so aroused, aren't you? You are dripping all over, did you see?" he said. "The thought of anyone else seeing you like this pisses off!"
He tightened his grasp on my hair and started pushing my head forward and back without stopping. I could hardly breathe, but he did not stop.
"It's all mine. I said it before too, didn't I? Your body, heart- all of this is mine. No one can take it from ," he said while his hands did not stop moving my head at all. "And if anyone tries, I will kill them."
I gagged again, but he did not stop. I did not know what I expected, but I did not expect to feel like this. Even though I was the one touching him, my body was feeling hotter. I felt sick with need. I wanted sothing.
"I'm close..."
Before I could process what he said, sothing hot filled my mouth and spilled from the side. I gagged and coughed it up though most of it went inside my throat.
He grabbed my throat and made look at him. I felt like a shaless woman, sitting wearing sothing like that and doing things like this. I was embarrassed, but perhaps because of the hotness inside my body, I did not want to hide from his dangerous gaze.
"You look so lewd, don't you?" he said as his gaze penetrated through like a sharp knife. "You have such an innocent face, but now you look like this... I want to make you even dirtier now."
"But," he added as his face inched closer to mine, "only I can see you like this. Only I can do things like this to you."
He stared deep into my eyes once before his lips pressed hard against my wet lips. His hands grabbed both of my breasts and he played with them while pinching and pressing painfully.
"Do you know how angry I was the mont I saw that fucking bastard pressing his lips on your skin?" he grumbled against my lips and bit on them. The salty taste of blood filled my mouth. "I want him to see what I do to you. But then again, I don't want anyone else to see the face you make when I do things to you. Perhaps I will just keep it to ourselves only.
But that doesn't an that bastard is not gonna die."
He pushed backwards and I fell on the floor. His hands inched down and stopped on my knees.
"Dem..."
"Are you feeling hot?" he asked.
As I nodded instantly, he asked again, "Then, tell what you want to do with you."
"I... I don't know..."
"You don't know?" he asked as if he was teasing . "Then shall we stop for today?"
"No!" I protested quickly.
"If you want to continue, tell what to do."
"I... I want you... to do it... with ," I mumbled.
"Is that so? Then do as I say."
"... W-What?"
"Open your legs for , darling," he said.
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