The Reward for Saving The World is a Husband - Chapter 42
“Hngh…!”
“…Are you alright?”
At Elias’s question, I nodded several times. Seeing this, he carefully studied my face and slowly moved his hand.
His touch, gently rubbing over my underwear, was cautious to the point of tickling. Yet, I couldn’t help but react, a sudden gush of wetness spilling out.
“You must be enjoying this. Your underwear is soaked.”
Even though I was the one being touched, it was Elias’s breath that grew hotter with desire as he spoke.
“It would be better to take them off, wouldn’t it?”
“Mhm…”
While I was too caught up in the persistent rubbing to answer properly, one side of my underwear suddenly snapped, the fabric tearing apart.
Now, with even the thin cloth gone, the only thing left on my body was the partially undone robe. Though I had no intention of resisting him, my body instinctively pulled my knees together.
“Why? You don’t like it?”
“No, it’s just that… I…”
After rummaging through my thoughts for the right word to describe how I was feeling, I finally found one that fit.
“I feel embarrassed…”
“That’s… not something I can fix for you,” he muttered.
His brow furrowing slightly with a look of slight confusion. Then, softly, as if to soothe me, he offered…
“Should I kiss you?”
The soothing, casual suggestion was welcome.
“Okay!”
I immediately wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close. A vulnerable smile spread across his lips, and the sight of it etched itself deeply into my heart.
To think I’d get to see him smile like this. Remembering the guarded expression he’d worn when we first met, it felt like a miracle.
Without knowing who moved first, our lips met again. Tilting our heads as we had learned, we kissed deeply, exploring each other more satisfyingly this time.
Even then, Elias didn’t forget his goal. He gently pried my knees apart and positioned himself between my legs.
Though his waist was slender compared to his broad shoulders and chest, I still had to spread my legs wide to accommodate him.
Before I could even think about how exposed I must look beneath him, his hand was already there.
The sensation of him directly touching my sensitive flesh without any fabric in between was entirely different. The stimulation was too intense, making it hard to concentrate on our sweet kiss.
Meanwhile, Elias skillfully intertwined his tongue with my hesitant one, all while his hand never stopped moving.
He rubbed long strokes, spreading the slick wetness across my skin. But when he touched a certain spot, it felt like lightning flashed before my eyes, turning my vision white.
“Ah…!”
I could feel the place where his palm touched growing wetter, as if I had wet myself.
“W-Wait, Elias…”
I quickly cupped his face, trying to push him away, and his eyelids fluttered open, his sharp blue eyes meeting my flushed face.
Licking his saliva-slick lips, he asked me.
“Why?”
“That place… I don’t think you should touch it.”
He tilted his head slightly, then pressed his thumb firmly against the spot again.
“Here?”
“Y-Yeah… it feels strange…”
I had never experienced something like this before, but it really felt like I was about to lose control.
If I did something like that while he was touching me, wouldn’t it be a disaster? After we’d just gotten closer, he might find me disgusting and start avoiding me.
“Really?”
There was something different in his voice as he asked that.
I knew instinctively—he wasn’t going to stop.
“It doesn’t hurt, and you don’t dislike it, right?”
“No, it’s not that—hngh!”
As he looked down at me, he started rubbing that spot again. At the same time, he slid another finger into the wet, leaking area that had been dripping for a while.
“Elias, ah…!”
My ragged breathing and wet voice didn’t sound like my own. My body, writhing uncontrollably and trembling in spasms, didn’t feel like it was mine either.
Even though it was my first time accepting something foreign inside me, the slick, wet place easily swallowed his finger.
