Chapter 72
Political Marriage With a Friendly Enemy
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ââ¦â¦ huh?â
I stared at Kwanach with my eyes upward. Kwanachâs cheeks and the tips of his ears had turned red before I knew it. His lips twitched slightly and said,
âDo you not understand what I am saying?â
ââ¦â¦.â
âThatâs the look on your face. Iâm talking about being aroused.â
ââ¦â¦ Oh.â
âNo, Iâm already aroused.â
âWhat?
âIâll have to be more patient now that I see you like this. Why does someone who is amazingly smart donât understand?â
My face heated up as I listened to the words that Kwanach spat out as if he was complaining. Earlier, I had been comfortably embraced by Kwanach, but suddenly everything where I was in contact with him was bothering me and I felt awkward. My toes were naturally twitching.
Kwanach looked troubled, but seemed to have no intention of letting me go. I had no choice but to mutter quietly.
âIâm just trying to comfort youâ¦Iâm sorry.â
âItâs nothing to apologize for. It felt good. Itâs just painful to endure.â
Kwanach let out a low breath. I shrugged my upper body away from him. âIâm already aroused,â Kwanachâs words roared through my head.
âAroused?â Thenâ¦..the hard thing that touched my thigh earlier â¦â¦no way.
I had always assumed that Kwanach had kept weapons and self-defense items in his pants.
I was sexually ignorant, but I knew what happened when a man became aroused.
S*x education in the North was very fragmented and male-oriented. When it comes to night duty, leave it to your husband. And the only education was any evidence of arousal of the husband.
But thatâ¦â¦ That canât be it. Itâs hard to believe that something so big could be attached to the center of a human being.
âI donât think so.â
If itâs that big⦠Can he walk around?
â¦â¦ Yes. Iâm sure Iâm wrong.
By the way, how do you do â¦â¦ anything with a male thing?
It is said that the central part of men is used for marital union. But I didnât know what to do with that. Late curiosity arose.
My body was all healed up, we were in the process of resolving Romanâs issues, we had confirmed each otherâs minds and even revealed the fact that I was infertile, so we might experience our wedding night in the near future.
But I was suddenly scared and nervous because I didnât know anything. The body began to feel an unfamiliar heat.
Earlier my mind was confused with various political issues, but now all of that was gone and only the heat remained. I shrank involuntarily, embarrassed and nervous.
Kwanach grabbed me by the shoulders and held me down as he asked.
ââ¦â¦ Why are you moving so much? Did you decide to torture me today?â
âWhat?â
âIf you move like that, youâll stimulate me moreâ¦â¦.â
ââ¦â¦ stimulate?â
âArenât you sitting on it right now?â
I was so surprised that my voice got louder.
âOh, was it really yours?â
ââ¦â¦..â
âI seeâ¦..â
My face was hot, as if it was on fire. Kwanachâs eyes, looking down at me, seemed even darker than usual.
I felt thirsty and itchy all over. I wanted to get out of his arms, which had been very comfortable before.
âOf course itâs mine, what else could it be?â he said with a grim expression.
âItâs soâ¦. big. Iâm sorry.â
Kwanachâs mouth was agape. It was hard to tell if he liked it or if he was throwing a tantrum.
ââIâm afraid I startled you.â
The faint laughter mixed with the voice that followed made me think that he was teasing me. The tips of my ears tingled.
I bowed my head deeply.
âIâm going to get off your lap.â
âWhy? I was going to feed you bread sitting like this.â
âWhatâs wrong with you? Itâs uncomfortable if I keep sitting on your lap.â
âI donât even know youâre sitting on it. Youâre so light.â
âAnywayâ¦.. It feels weird. Everything, it touches.â
âWhat is it?â
âYour â¦â¦.â
I lowered my head, unable to continue. I heard a small laugh from Kwanach in my ear. He was different from the man who had knelt in front of me and behaved so obediently.
Then he whispered in a low voice.
âSo youâre conscious of it. Thatâs a relief.â
âItâs just that I donât know much about it, but Iâm conscious, of courseâ¦â¦â¦ You are my husband. You are also the man I loveâ¦â¦â
Silence reigned for a while. I gently raised my head and locked eyes with Kwanach, wondering if Iâd said something wrong.
Suddenly my vision was turned upside down.
âKwanachâ¦â¦!â
Kwanach laid me down on the bench and climbed on top of me . A huge, pitch black shadow completely covered me.
Kwanach touched my face with his hand and stared at me. His black eyes were infinitely deep.
âIs your body really all right?â
A low, cracked voice shook me out of my thoughts.
âYesâ¦â¦â
There was some distance between Kwanach and my body, but I felt heavy and suffocated, as if he was holding me down. The pressure I could feel all over my body as I gazed at Kwanach while he was above me was tremendous.
âThen Iâll get greedy.â
I couldnât understand what Kwanach said and was about to ask him back, when he quickly approached me as he turned his chin.
âUgh.â
Our lips immediately engaged each other. I could vividly feel his hot, rough lips.
It was the first kiss I had had in a very long time. I felt an urgent sense from Kwanach. The hot flesh quickly covered my lips and went deep inside my mouth.
Kwanach wasnât trying to hold me down. There was a little space between us, but the heat of his eruption was still there and was being transmitted to me.
Kwanachâs large palm touched my face, occasionally brushing down my neck. I was breathing through my nose to follow his kisses. A numbing heat rose from the lower part of my body.
I was much more flustered than before, probably because it had been so long since we kissed. If I hadnât been lying in the chair, I probably would have lost the strength in my legs and collapsed in a heap.
My heart was pounding and my salivating throat was throbbing as if it was on fire. I shuddered involuntarily.
It was a kiss after some of the danger was over. This was the only moment I could forget for a while about the many things that hurt my head.
It was time to focus only on the man who wanted me.
The feel of his tongue sucking roughly inside my mouth was extremely vivid. Everywhere his hands touched went numb.
The kiss continued for a while. Kwanachâs tongue, which had been ravaging my mouth, slipped out. The moist lips fell away. Kwanach looked down at me, about a fingerâs length away.
I gasped for breath.
âUsphere.â
The low voice calling me was different than normal. It was much lower and rougher. I wasnât foolish to not know the desire and emotion in that voice.
Kwanach didnât even try to hide his instincts. I could feel his desire from the lower half of our bodies touching. Kwanach opened his mouth again in a husky voice.
âWhen will you want me..?â
I knew what Kwanach was saying now.
On the day of our wedding he said he didnât want to force me to do it so I wouldnât feel like I was being sold. He would postpone our first night until I wanted to.
When will I start to desire him? Will the day ever come when I will feel such desire? I was skeptical.
But as soon as I faced the eyes of the man who now so ardently desired me, I instinctively knew that Kwanach had said it was now.
I wanted to be closer to Kwanach. I liked the kisses he showered on me like arrows, and I liked the way he held me in his arms with reserve, as if I was the most important thing in his life.
Our minds were connected, but our bodies werenât yet. I wanted to be one with him in every way possible without any gaps.
My face was very hot, but I mustered up the courage to open my mouth.
âKwanach.â
âYes.â
Kwanach answered me gently with a tense expression. His hand stroked my slightly disheveled hair.
I swallowed hard once and continued.
âI donât knowâ¦â¦ Iâm kind of scared.â
âIf youâre scared, we wonât do it. I can wait a little longer. Just the fact that Iâm in this relationship with you is too much for me. I didnât mean to rush youâ¦.â
Kwanach tried to excuse himself in a perplexed voice. I raised my hand, placed it near his chest and shoulders, and said.
âThatâs not what I meant. So, Iâ¦â¦.â
Kwanach stared at me with nervous eyes.
âI donât know and Iâm scareâ¦.but Iâm fine with it.â (Usphere)
ââ¦â¦.â
âI donât mean weâll do it right here. So, whenever the environment  is  right, we canâ¦Iâm sorry Iâm talking gibberish.â (Usphere)
I turned my head gently to the side as my face felt like it was going to explode. I was embarrassed, but I still confided my true feelings. There was no response from Kwanach while I took a deep breath to cool my fever.
After a few moments of silence, Kwanach only barely managed to spit out a word in an emotional voice.
ââ¦â¦ are you serious?â
I turned and our eyes met again. Kwanachâs eyes were red.
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*the next few chapters are pretty hot, you guys. They will have their first night and moreâ¦.