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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.

‘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?

‘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.

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,

‘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.

‘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.

‘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.