Yasashī Shinjitsu to Seiryaku Kekkon Vol I Chapter 9
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The bathroom was brightly lit, the
candlelight reflecting off the gilded fittings. In the bath, Matilda had her
face covered in embarrassment.
Her skin was glistening from the soap and pink
from the heated water, Leandroth embraced her from behind his hands cupping her
full breasts.
This was quite like the bath three
nights ago.
As was now becoming usual, he was
holding Matilda’s breasts in both hands. He was shaking them and feeling them
from below, as though he was enjoying their weight, while watching over
Matilda’s shoulder.
‘Hmm, the weight is different in water.’
He said thoughtfully (Zuben: That’s cos they’re kinda buoyant, love)
‘Is that so…?’ she replied, wondering how should she answer? It was totally
different being brought in when she was a bit dazed after an affair to being
totally aware.
Tremendously…
‘Are you feeling shy?’ He asked with a
teasing smile. His voice echoed in the pit of her belly, stoking a small fire.
‘…Of course.’ She replied a bit
breathless. She bit her lips; it was rather vexatious that her voice was
trembling.
‘Ah~ after he worked hard all day, he
is healed by his beloved wife’s breasts in a warm bath. This is heaven.’
She was not yet a wife, she thought.
There were so many things she would like to say but she was being gently swept
away. They haven’t had their wedding ceremony, and she had wanted to give up
living recently. A person like him accepted and desired someone like her…
It was a delightful feeling -
impossible to resist. It was rather
curious.
She looked at that man with his chin
on her right shoulder; he was smiling making her smile too. At such a close
proximity, she started feeling a bit hot as she blushed. It was not a heat
caused by the water.
She was puzzled by the light
teasing. How could he be “healed” by her
and her breasts?
She looked down at her chest. They
were being supported from below in his large palms. The nipples were pink in
contrast to her pure white skin. Everytime he moved his hands, the water and
her flesh rippled.
Matilda gently grasped both Leandroth’s
hands and pulled them away from her chest.
‘Mattie?’ he asked confused. She did
not reply but she turned around to face him, sat back on her knees and pulled
him to her. His golden brown hair was soft between her fingers as his face was
pressed against her chest. (Zuben: ho ho ho!)
She did not dislike being hugged by
Leandroth. She felt certain contentment from the warmth of his body against
hers. So she wanted to give it a try and hug him. Matilda stiffened at the
thought.
Because he told her she healed him,
she got happy and hugged him back in without thinking. Maybe it only referred
to him touching her, rather than she initiating the touching. If so, was she
with this hugging diminishing his pleasure?
‘Um…maybe…’ she began to say in small
voice but she looked down at Leandroth and he looked content, burying his face
in between her breasts. Based on his actions, she realised that she wasn't
making him unhappy, she was relieved.
‘Ah~’ she cried in spite of herself. Even
thought it wasn't very loud it seemed to echo in the bathroom. It was king of
embarrassing.
His left hand gently drew circles
around her right breast while the other hand caressed her buttocks. The
sensations made her feel languid.
‘Nnnn~’ she cried as he sucked on her
left nipple like a feeding baby. He was a big baby, she thought rather
cheerfully as she caressed his hair.
It reminded her of holding her little
brothers (Zuben: Really? At a time like this?) Of course, she wasn't in the
nude or feeding them. This warm and fuzzy feeling brewed nostalgia in her heart
along with a painful longing. She hoped her brothers were well. Leandroth's
ministrations bring her back to the present.
‘Kkya~…’ she cried out, as he sucked a
bit harder on her rosebud nipple. Making such a noise suddenly without warning,
made her terribly embarrassed, she did not want to look down.
‘You are really cute, aren't you?’
Leandroth's sultry whisper echoed in the bathroom. She blushed.
Was she cute?
‘Your chest is healing, but your butt
is also good.’ He said cheekily as he patted her right buttock. She
unintentionally hugged his head tighter to her chest, as he stroked her inner
thigh. A fun laughter could be heard from her chest,
‘Mattie is really my recovery drug.’
He said
Although she smiled, he words still
confused Matilda. He lifted his head and rose from the bath, water sluicing
down his well muscled nakedness,
‘Let's get to bed.’ He said as he
lifted her up and carried her out of the bathroom. In the dressing room, she
was gently dried off and dressed a night gown, and he pulled her along with
him into their bedroom and down into bed. Matilda did not resist.
Resistance ... she wondered if she was
willing. She was surprised at that thought.
Even though, they had not married
yet, she had never thought about not sleeping with him since they began. Even though they had
only been together a short while; if he asked for sex she would not refuse him.
Was this a bad thing? It was, wasn't
it?
Undignified?
‘Mattie’ he called softly. She looked
up at him; he had a charming smile on his face. He pulled her into his chest and
wrapped his arms around her. His warm and broad chest. She put her cheek
against him and closed her eyes.
His large hand stroked her back and
arms, and her eyes close.
It felt so nice. But she was afraid
she was getting sleepy.
‘Ah’
‘Hmm?’
Leandroth peeked down at her.
‘Leann, aren't you sleepy? You didn't
sleep for two days. At least let us take a little nap and then…’ she noticed
mid-sentence what she was about to invite. Matilda lapsed into a confused silence.
She had been concerned about his well being, but somewhere along, her mind
diverted into a strange direction.
She made a fist against Leandroth's chest,
Moron! It was as though she wanted to
do it with him.
Leandroth laughed brightly and gently
patted Matilda’s hair.
‘It’s alright, I already had a nap. If
it was in a battlefield, not sleeping for a few nights is normal.’
Matilda was relieved that he didn't
cotton on to the implication of her words, but she was still concerned about
Leandroth,
‘It doesn't matter, maintaining your physical condition well is also part of work.’
‘Ehhhh?’ He sounded like a spoiled
child.
‘Yes, well, please sleep properly.’
‘If you want me to go to sleep sooner,
you need to cooperate with me,’ he said nuzzling her head,
‘Cooperate…?’
‘Yes, a little bit of exercise can get
me tired and I can sleep well.’ He said cheekily wriggling his eyebrows and
smiling brightly. Matilda laughed and embraced him tighter. Her smile hung when
she remembered,
‘The bouquet you gave me, why was it
withered?’
Matilda raised her face to look at
him, and he stroked her back.
‘Seventeen…’
‘Huh?’
‘In those three days, I wrote
seventeen notes to you.’
She became more alert at his words
‘Is this marriage opposed?’
‘It is – Well, I kept it hidden on purpose.
There was no choice, because more than I thought were there many officers and
servants who support the ministers than I?’
His tone was light, Matilda was unable
read Leandroth's true intentions.
‘Let’s fight together, my wife.’ He
said, giving her one of his heart stopping smiles.
‘Fight?’
‘Yes, because I do not feel like
fighting alone. I will tell you more tomorrow, for now…’
Question marks fluttered over her
head, but they were burned away by Leandroth’s heated gaze, and she couldn’t
think any more.
He took her lips in a kiss making her sigh with pleasure. He
kissed her like a starving man.
Her breasts were caught in his hands
from the top of her nightdress, and he carefully caressed them.
The soft flesh
filled his palm. She moaned at his touch. Her rose coloured nipples could be
seen through the cloth of her night gown.
Leandroth took a wanting nipple in
his mouth through the cloth and sucked gently. As he flicked one nipple with
his tongue, the other was rubbed and teased with his fingers.
The hardened
flesh pushed against his finger. His caressing cause tingling sensations to
flow from her chest down to her secret place, she wriggled and tightly rubbed
her legs together unconsciously.
As the pleasurable sensations grew from his
ministrations to her breasts, she parted her legs and wrapped them around
Leandroth's waist. Her night wear was only lightly fastened, so the legs were
quickly exposed. Leandroth was naked, only the thin silk of her night dress was
between them.
He unravelled the ties of her night
dress, peeling it off her left shoulder to expose her breast and he took the
nipple in his mouth. The sound of him sucking on her reached her ears and the
aching between her legs intensified.
He fervently pulled the night dress down
of her other shoulder, the cloth harshly grazed her nipple causing her to moan
from the different stimuli,
‘Ah~…’ It felt so good. She ran her
fingers through Leandroth's hair as he suckled her breast. His golden brown
hair was so soft, and the sensations were nice and comfortable, she wanted to
be caressed for a while.
‘Mattie…’he called his voice thick
with desire. She watched as he trailed kisses up her chest. With his body
pushing her against her, rubbing himself on her, he kissed her deeply as his
hands roamed Matilda’s soft body. Their tongues entwined as the kisses deepened
and they lost themselves in each other.
He pulled away from the kiss and a
thread of saliva glowing silver in the moonlight hung between them,
‘Do you dislike it?’ he asked huskily.
Her heart rate went up and her breaths were short. Leandroth peered at her his
expression a little anxious. She shook her head side to side in reply and Leandroth
grinned.
‘If you do not like anything I do,
tell me properly. Okay?’ he said, caressing her cheeks. He spoke like he was talking
to a child. Somehow it was funny and she giggled,
‘Yes, I will.’ She replied through her
giggles. Leandroth's smile went on for miles, as he buried his face in her neck
and began to kiss, suck and bite his way down her body. There was comfortable
pleasure and sometimes intense ‘pain’ but, even that pain was rather
pleasurable.
He pulled off her night dress, and his
hand caressed her inner thighs. His fingers grazed her centre, gently. Matilda
felt like she was about to fly from the pleasure. She wriggled subconsciously;
there was a dull ache between her legs.
Leandroth smiled knowingly. Matilda blushed and wanted to make
an excuse, but he smiled and kissed her. It was wonderful to stop thinking
about random things for a bit. His fingers entered her as he kissed her causing
her back to arch and she cried out against his kiss. Wet sounds filled the room
as his fingers were thrust inside her. Matilda blushed and moaned as she threw
her head side to side. Leandroth shifted down so he was between her legs.
The moonlight and candles near the bed
illuminated the two figures in the bed. She felt his tongue on the most
uncomfortable place between her legs while his fingers played inside her. It was
odd. His fingers inside her didn't hurt as much as it did three days ago.
Was she getting used to it?
As the intensity of his fingers
increased, he continued to lick the pearl on top of her swollen flower petals,
she felt a sensation run across her body and centre on her core. Leandroth's
fingers hit a certain part of her and everything went white,
‘It’s – it’s coming!’ she cried.
Her body was trembling and tightening
around his fingers after her release. She wanted to close her legs but she was
spread out around him, he would not let her.
‘I'm at my limits, Matilda…’
She felt out of breath as Leandroth
came over her, he held both of her legs up and his hot thing was pressed into her
wet heat.
‘Ah ~!’ she cried as he entered her.
The pain was a lot less than the last time, but it still felt like she was
being torn apart.
‘So tight, it feels so good,’ he said.
Although, Leandroth was anxious about Matilda who was still struggling with
pain, he slowly thrust in until he was fully sheathed in her. He leaned over
her, their bodies closely joined and he kissed her. Her body was filled with
Leandroth, her mouth was filled with Leandroth.
As he began to thrust, it started to
feel even better. She put her arms around him. Seeing Matilda flushed with
pleasure rather than pain, with her arms around him. Leandroth was happy from
the bottom of his heart. He started to thrust harder and Matilda lost herself
again.
Zuben:
Leandroth does not have a 'magic dick' is all I can say. Or he needs to work harder.
Who knows?
ReplyDeleteMeh, the first few times could still hurt a bit, so I feel ya, mattie.
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