[WARNING: This Chapter is R18 and contains explicit s*x scenes. Please read at your own risk. For wholeso readers, you may skip this as it doesn’t progress the plot and only builds the characters’ relationship.]
[Music Recomndation: "Peaches & Cream" by Noah Davis]
By the ti I woke up, it felt like days had already passed. For so reason, I felt so good—my brain was so active despite just waking up, my mood was great, and my body felt aweso except for my back which was aching a little, and my aching insides that felt like I was having cramps, but everything else felt amazing! Woah. Was this the effect of sex?
My eyes opened to the beautiful visage of my husband, sleeping so comfortably while tightly latched unto my still naked body. I tried to get up, but he pulled close and embraced tighter, making my body press unto his more.
Eun-Woo grunted and slowly opened his eyes.
"Where are you going, my dear wife?" he asked, pouting. "You’re not going to leave after using my body all night to contemplate and regret everything that just happened, right? You’re not that kind of wife who takes advantage of their husband’s body and just throws them away like trash? Hm?"
"Huh? What are you saying? Are you dreaming?"
"So you’re not regretting it?"
’What in the world is he saying?’
"Wha—No."
"It’s not just liquid courage and lust?"
"Ugh," I sighed and rolled my eyes. "No. Well, maybe a little lust?"
"Pft! Ha-ha-ha. Yeah, , too," he chuckled. "Then—most importantly—what you said last night about liking ," he touched my cheeks and caressed them, "it was all true? You’re not taking it back?"
Ahhh, I see.
Chuckling, I replied, "Yes, my dear husband. It’s all true."
That’s right. There was no point denying myself that fact. I’m only trying to fool myself if I do. Besides, if I really didn’t like him, there was no way I would allow him to do everything he had done to so far.
About revenge... I could still do it while dating soone, right? Or rather, he’s already my husband, so... As long as I don’t get him involved, it should be fine. I could keep my revenge and love life separate.
Hearing say those words, Eun-Woo smiled so handsoly like a teenager in love. Umrgh... he looked so cute. Darn it. Seeing him like that made want to kiss him.
’Self control, Ye-Ji’ya. You two kissing might lead to another thing again. Rember—everything in moderation! Anything that is too much is not good. Actually, didn’t you already do it a little too much last night?’
Thinking that, I gently pushed him back and got up. When I did, I felt sothing gush out of down "there," making jolt a little. I raised the blanket I used to cover my body to check it, and oh my goodness! It’s "that" liquid still spilling out of . I got up so suddenly that my muscles might have contracted to push it out. But still... it seems like we really did it a little too much.
Blood rushed to my face when I saw it. Aside from that, I saw a small spot with a blood stain on it. Feeling a little embarrassed, I crossed my thighs and covered them with the blanket. I quickly searched for my robes only to see them lying on the carpeted floor.
"Hm? What’s wrong, my dear wife?" Eun-Woo asked and got up.
"Uhm, it’s nothing," I lied, feeling embarrassed.
’Ugh. Why am I even embarrassed? It’s his fault! He kept on releasing it inside last night, that’s why—ugh. Why am I thinking about this so early in the morning? Oh wait, it’s afternoon already. Besides, was it his juice, or was it mine? I don’t know the difference.’
Of course, the ever-curious Eun-Woo wouldn’t agree with such an answer, so he pulled the blanket from . I held tightly on to it, so instead, he went "under" the blanket and crawled to !
"Hey! Stop that—don’t!"
I tried to stop him with my hands, but I yelped when I felt his hands on my thighs. He pulled them, making lie on the bed. Ugh. He’s probably looking at it, right? And it’s so bright, too.
"Ha-ha-ha," he chuckled so mischievously. "It seems like my wife needs a little cleaning, huh? So stubborn juices are still flowing."
"Shut up."
"Let’s get you cleaned up, shall we?"
He then lifted up and carried to the bathroom. We were still both naked, and not a hint of embarrassnt could be seen on his face.
"Where would you like to bathe, my dear wife? The water spa or jacuzzi? Is your body feeling alright? If you’re feeling any discomfort, I suggest the first one."
"Hm... My back is aching a bit, and my abdon, too—just a little cramps."
"The water spa it is."
And so, we went in there and bathed together. A part of felt shy, but then again, we had already done it, and he already saw every inch of my body, so it was pointless to try and hide it. Besides, he helped shampoo my hair and even gave a back massage, which was nice. He’s so good at ordering people around that I didn’t expect he had this side of him.
"You’re being awfully kind," I said as he continued to gently massage my back.
"Why? Don’t you like it?" Eun-Woo asked.
"I do like it," I quickly corrected him in case he got any ideas. "It’s just... new, so I need a little ti to adjust to it."
"But I’ve been nice and kind and sweet and doting ever since I confessed to you."
Raising my eyebrows, I asked, "... You were?"
"Hey, I really was!"
"Ha-ha-ha! Just kidding. Yes, you were. Continue being kind and stop pissing off."
"Eh? But I also like teasing you. It’s my past ti—always amusing."
"Oh, please."
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