There is No Key to His Cage - Chapter 25.2
It felt as if his warm fingers were melting her cheeks that had frozen in the cold wind.
“You scared me.”
“……”
“I thought you had disappeared again.”
There was a chill in his gaze as he came closer.
He neatly arranged her hair that had been ruffled by the wind.
Shivers ran through her body wherever his familiar touch landed.
“I don’t remember giving you permission for anything.”
His low whisper tickled her ear.
“I, I just….”
He stretched out his arms and wrapped them around her.
Her body, which the night breeze had gently caressed, gradually warmed up.
“Who should I hold accountable?”
His voice, deep in his throat, slowly melted into her.
The devil’s whisper was as sweet as dark chocolate.
“Who let my precious puppy off the leash, hm?”
Her tightly held waist felt constricted as if handcuffed.
Their breaths intermingled as their lips came close, almost touching.
Bang-
A large firework scattering like flower petals was reflected in both their eyes.
Elena, frozen like a snowman, could only roll her eyes frantically.
At that, he chuckled and ruffled her hair roughly with his hand.
“Look ahead.”
It was the most beautiful starlight in the world.
A meteor shower of various colors poured down like rain, seeming to almost touch their faces.
It was as if the moon goddess was sprinkling pretty moon dust to bless the humans.
“It’s beautiful….”
“There’s something even prettier than that.”
He tightly hugged her waist and lowered his head.
His sticky voice echoing in her ear tickled her eardrum.
“……”
Elena looked up at him.
“You.”
Bang-
Her small lips, like flower petals, met his.
Her head moved slowly following his hand.
Her shallow eyelids slowly covered her trembling eyes.
Their faces, illuminated by the bright fireworks, shone like a rainbow.
Bang-
His tongue dug into her tender flesh.
Sticky saliva smeared around her mouth.
“I want to have you.”
His sincerity melted into their meeting gazes.
A chill ran through their slightly parted lips.
“I wish you felt the same way I do.”
Time and space stopped as if a photo had been taken.
The beautiful night sky, the sound of fireworks, the clock tower’s bell announcing the hour.
Only a long moment between him and her was flowing.
She couldn’t say anything.
She could only stare blankly at the fireworks embroidered in his eyes.
He too didn’t say anything.
Only his expressionless face was reflected in her eyes.
As if he already knew the answer.
***
The two didn’t say anything on their way home.
Instead, he held her hand tightly.
As if saying he would never lose her again.
Whenever Elena looked up, checking his mood, he would just quietly smile.
But the moment they got home, the atmosphere reversed.
“So, who should I hold accountable?”
A chilly air spread from his back as he unbuttoned and took off his outer clothes.
Although Isaac had shown her a way to get out, she couldn’t utter his name.
“I… It was my fault.”
Elena trembled like a pitiful little lamb.
He slightly turned his head and frowned.
“So, I should hold you accountable?”
“Yes….”
She hung her head low, looking dejected.
At that, Decarus let out a light snort and lifted her chin.
“What kind of punishment should I give you…?”
This man’s idea of accountability is surely a cruel punishment.
Will he hit her?
She’ve been hit a lot at the orphanage, so she is tough.
Surely he won’t kill her.
Quartering? Confinement? Punishment chair?
He approached while unbuttoning his wrinkled shirt.
“Just don’t kill me….”
Every step he took forward, she took one step back.
Feeling like she might die, a chill ran through her body.
“What?”
He frowned as if he had misheard.
Elena, with her head lowered, sighed and opened her mouth.
“I said, just don’t kill me….”
“Me, kill you?”
At his words, Elena nodded silently.
Decarus snorted, running his hand through his hair as if dumbfounded.
“Ah, there is something I’m deadly good at though.”
When this madman speaks boastfully, it means he’s really confident.
Elena swallowed hard and looked at him.
“What is it…?”
Thinking she might die at any moment, her hands and feet trembled and she felt as if all the blood in her body was freezing.
“Will you be okay?”
He looked at her with dimples on his cheeks.
What’s the use of asking for her opinion when she’s already as good as dead?
She nodded silently again.
“Anything is fine. Just don’t kill me. I want to live a long life.”
A warm touch landed on her face as she tightly closed her eyes.
“You’ll accept any punishment gladly?”
“Yes….”
“Really. You don’t care what it is?”
“Yes, as long as I don’t die….”
He approached slowly like a beast eyeing its prey.
With each step he took, her mouth dried up. Like that, Elena, with nowhere else to go, collapsed onto the bed.
Trapped in his arms, she asked with eyes wide open like a rabbit.
“…What kind of punishment is it?”
The hand that touched her eyes gently flowed down, brushing her nose and mouth.
Her raised head faced him directly.
“The best punishment I can give you.”
He gently traced the contours of her face with his sharp nose. Their lips brushed against each other with each movement, exchanging soft, shallow breaths.
“I feel strange….”
She looked up at him.
The red jewels embedded in his half-lidded eyes shone brilliantly.
Decarus stroked her lips with his finger and said, “You shouldn’t feel strange already.”
Thump-
“This is just the beginning.”
Her pink hair, rippling like waves, scattered on the crumpled bed sheet.
As buttons came undone one by one, her breathing gradually became rougher.
Their touching lips moved slowly up and down.
Sometimes gently, sometimes roughly, they explored each other.
“This isn’t… punishment… This is….”
“Shh, Elena.”
His hand, brushing against her dress, flowed down her thigh.
As he entered deeper and deeper, it felt like her mind was becoming distant.
His lips, which had been claiming hers, trailed a path from her neck down to her collarbone.
His teeth, digging into her flesh as if eating candy, left red marks.
“Carus….”
He smiled slightly at the sound of her short, broken breaths.
“You’ll be calling that name to the point of boredom tonight.”
