My Favorite Smut Author Is My Husband! - Chapter 22
“Wow… these are beautiful. There are so many different kinds of chemises.”
“Of course, Duchess. Since it’s your first time, I can help you try them on.”
Even though Lily wasn’t typically interested in clothes, she couldn’t help but be captivated by the collection of chemises. They were light, airy, and adorned with delicate lace.
“How about this one? Since it might feel a bit much at first, you might prefer something that isn’t too short and has a more understated look.”
“Alright. I’ll try this one on.”
Lily, excited about buying clothes for the first time in a while, chatted eagerly with the apprentice. Meanwhile, Ashulin could only close his eyes tightly. Though he had reluctantly entered the room with the firm insistence of the shop owner, one glance at the soft, flowing chemises confirmed that staying here would be torture.
“Lily, please feel free to choose. I’ll wait outside.”
Lily, who was changing behind the large curtain with the apprentice’s help, felt puzzled by Ashulin’s strained voice. She figured that if shopping wasn’t something he wanted to be dragged into, he could wait outside. She thought about nodding, but since he couldn’t see her, she opened her mouth to respond.
*‘No, ma’am!’*
The apprentice desperately shook her head, mouthing the words as she silently gestured for Lily to stay put. Confused, Lily paused. What was wrong?
“Lily?”
Despite everything, Ashulin patiently waited for her reply, not moving a muscle.
*Why is she acting like that?* Lily thought, tempted to ignore the apprentice and just respond to Ashulin. But out of respect for how carefully the apprentice had been guiding her, Lily mimicked her lip movements to silently ask, *What’s going on?*
In the brief moment it took for Lily to change into the new outfit, the apprentice, sweating nervously, gestured toward the curtain.
“Um, just a moment, Ashulin.”
When Lily looked down at herself, she realized her arms and legs were completely exposed. While the fabric wasn’t as sheer as the ones they had seen earlier, it was much thinner than the pajamas she usually wore. The soft fabric fluttered around her knees, and the idea of stepping out in this made her realize… *So this is what it’s like to be on a date as a newlywed couple!*
*Swish—*
“…!!”
Realizing the apprentice’s intention a bit too late, Lily nodded in understanding. The apprentice, pleased with herself, swiftly pulled the heavy curtain aside.
Ashulin, who had been waiting anxiously like a dog waiting for its owner, was caught off guard by the sudden sight and audibly gasped.
“L-Lily. I’m sorry. I should have left the room earlier.”
“It’s alright, Ashulin. Could you help me choose?”
Though they hadn’t fully consummated their marriage yet, this wasn’t the first time Ashulin had seen her bare body. However, standing in the bright room in such a provocative outfit? That was another matter entirely.
“That’s right! The Duke should help you with this. Look, the back of the chemise is…”
Seeing Ashulin’s stunned expression, the apprentice clenched her fist, certain that she had earned herself a bonus and promotion.
***
“How about this one?”
“Hmm.”
As Ashulin had once shared with Lily, he admired his parents’ happy marriage. He took every piece of advice they gave him to heart, and one tip from his mother stuck out: when a woman asks for your opinion on something, responding with just “nice” or “pretty” is lazy and shows a lack of effort.
“Your silky silver hair gives this an almost divine appearance. It’s as if the silk was destined to be yours from the moment it was cut.”
He was half-serious in his praise, desperately crossing his legs to hide the growing weight beneath him.
*To drag such a divine look down to the earthly ground…* He couldn’t let his thoughts stray too far, so he just crossed his legs tighter.
“What about this one?”
“The lace around the chest is exquisitely delicate.”
*If that lace rubs against her sensitive chest, it would surely be even more stimulating…*
“This color is a bit much, don’t you think?”
“You look like a rose kissed by the early morning dew, Lily.”
*And if I were to tear that red chemise off, I’d reveal the soft petals of a rose beneath, without a single thorn.*
“Alright, I think I’ll stop here and purchase everything I’ve tried on. Could you help me out?”
As Lily tried on each outfit, Ashulin alternated between calling upon God and cursing the devil. Meanwhile, Lily noticed something she couldn’t ignore. Or rather, *it* was impossible not to notice.
I’m more embarrassed than anything, but I couldn’t help but be impressed by the apprentice’s professionalism as she assisted with undressing and introduced the clothes without a hint of expression on her face.
*Swish—*
“I’ll deliver this to the front, Duchess. However, I’m not familiar with handling the ribbon on the dress you’re wearing… I apologize. Should I call someone else to assist?”
But the apprentice’s skills went beyond that. She quickly pushed Lily, who had been left quite exposed, back behind the curtain and then looked at both Lily and Ashulin with a completely unbothered expression.
It was clear to anyone that she was hinting it was okay for them to “handle newlywed business” behind the curtain.
“I can manage on my own, so you can go.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
With a gulp, Lily answered, and that was all it took. The apprentice swiftly exited without another word, and as she left, Ashulin immediately approached.
“Mmph!”
It was impossible to tell whether the door had closed first or if Ashulin’s tongue had invaded her open mouth first. This time, Lily wasn’t surprised. She wrapped her arms around his neck, gasping for breath as the temperature in the room—previously comfortable—rose, leaving only the sound of their heavy breathing entwined together.
“Lily, haah, we can’t… do this here.”
But even though Ashulin seemed prepared to go all the way, trembling with excitement, he gently lifted Lily’s dress back down. Seeing her make an involuntary expression of yearning, he took a step forward but just barely managed to stop himself.
“I can’t hold you in a place like this.”
“Ashulin, I’m okay.”
“Lily, I’m worried that you might feel ashamed later, that you might regret today’s events.”
Wouldn’t feeling ashamed be a good thing? Even though Lily approached him with a more sorrowful expression, Ashulin blocked her by covering her face with his large hand.
“If we start now… I’m not confident I can stop. I love you, Lily. I don’t want you to hate me.”
“But you seem to be suffering,” she replied. Despite his steady demeanor, Ashulin’s heavy breathing made Lily hesitate. She couldn’t help but wonder how he was containing the intense swelling below.
She considered using her mouth, as she had done before… but before she could act, Ashulin, like a prisoner begging for mercy, sank to his knees.
“Please help me, Lily.”
“….!”
She gasped. Was this the kind of visual stimulation people talked about? The sight of this massive man, kneeling at her feet, his eyes burning with desire, asking for her help left her breathless.
As she covered her mouth with both hands in shock, Ashulin seemed to take her reaction as permission, and slowly moved his hand downward.
“Lily…”
She couldn’t even respond. The sight of her husband pleasuring himself right in front of her…
With a rough hand, he grabbed his engorged member, stroking it fiercely without breaking eye contact with her. Lily’s body trembled, unable to tear her eyes away from him.
“Haah…”
It was too obscene. Her sky-blue eyes, which had been trembling with innocence, were now filled with the same lust that was consuming Ashulin. He bit his lip, feeling euphoric at the sight of her slowly succumbing to the same feelings.
“Just watching me… does it excite you?”
“A-Ashulin…”
“Haven’t you gotten wet down there? Are you too focused on helping me to take care of yourself? I worry that I’m not fulfilling my duties as your husband…”
His movements quickened, and Lily shivered with embarrassment at the sight. Even though Ashulin was the one exposing himself and pleasuring himself in front of her, she was the one who felt the shame.
The gap between them was driving her crazy. As she clutched her dress and took a step closer, Ashulin, on the verge of climax, bent over with a low moan.
“Ugh…!”
“…”
Lily’s eyes were glued to the milky fluid staining the carpet, unable to look away, when suddenly Asulin pressed a kiss onto the top of her foot.
“Thank you for your help, my wife.”
The look in his eyes as he gazed up at her left her feeling dizzy.
