Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

“I thank you from the bottom of my heart for making some time to visit our territory. This is my wife, Christine.”

“Baron Felix, I’m pleased to see that you’re very welcoming. You even let us stay for the night.”

“It’d be such a great honor for us if we could have the Duke of Linerio join us for dinner.”

“And it just so happens that dinner is already prepared. You must have been hungry as you have come a long way, so please, come this way.”

The two of them then proceeded to a restaurant, escorted by Christine, before enjoying the meal together. Baron Felix had welcomed them with a rather relaxed atmosphere, mostly because he had a simple personality himself.

When the meal was over, the Baron guided them to their own room promptly in consideration of the couple’s fatigue. It was fairly simpler than the Duke’s room, yet Molitia instantly sat on the bed as soon as she entered the neat room.

Seeing how people’s attention had barely disappeared knocked down Molitia’s incredibly stiff shoulders from before.

“Are you tired?”

Raven’s hand then naturally proceeded to touch around her neck.

“Oh—no, no. But I think my back feels a little tight.”

“Where?”

“Here…”

Raven’s hand continued moving downwards when she showed her back and pointed to a spot from it.

As soon as Raven’s hand brushed against the exact place where she had touched it before, Molitia swept across her forehead. No matter how comfortable she said that she was, a trip was still a trip. And it had been a long carriage ride.

Her exhausted body screamed just at the touch of his hand.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

“Rather than it hurts, yeah… I think it’s a little hard since it feels knotted together.”

Raven’s hand then carefully moved to her whole back. His hands rubbed across her smooth back that was without any trace of excess fat at all.

As Raven’s sincere touch continued, Molitia’s back slowly unwound.

“How do you feel now?”

“I think I’m feeling much better now.”

“Really?”

While nodding her head, Molitia closed her eyes as well. Her face loosened whenever his trained hands had moved delicately. Where did he even learn to massage like that? It was the moment when Molitia had made such a pleasant expression on her face.

Raven squinted his eyes before lowering his hand. Then, the hand that ran down her spine slowly brushed against her hips.

His hand, which caressed the upper part that was rising rather flexibly, immediately fell further downwards. When he pressed onto the soft cloth to nudge against his true aim, her eyes widened in a fit of pique.

“Oh, that’s quite fine, Raven. It’s not really that exhausting—oops.”

The atmosphere was quickly broken by his blatant touch on her hips. Molitia wriggled her waist as much as she could, but her hands were still stuck together.

“Wha-what are you doing?”

“What? I’m just giving you a massage.”

His lips then traced her along with a playful smile. His mouth, which was brushed against her a few times, soon became intertwined in a mess.

The porous kiss was permeating the ears, together with a whimper. Once the body was ignited, it would continue to be inflamed until it would overflow—without being aware of its true extent.

If he wasn’t stopped now, he would definitely go all the way. Molitia quickly managed to pull herself together before pushing him away.

“What are you going to do if anyone were to hear…! You know that this isn’t even at the Duchy.”

“What am I doing?”

With a faint smile painted over his mouth, he moved his lips and began whispering in her ear.

“They would’ve expected it before, that’s why they gave us this place—far from others.”

Molitia’s face reddened at that instant.

“Well, that’s being too far-fetched. How could the Baron be so considerate of that matter?”

“We’re a couple, so it’s obviously apparent.”

Raven’s mouth fluttered with playfulness.

“And particularly, if you’re a couple who is known to have such a close relationship to one another, they will keep that in mind even more.”

“Do you really have to say that to yourself?”

“Why? It’s true anyway.”

His hand then began to stroke Molitia’s hair. His wife’s flushed face was radiating all over the place. Especially under the dim light, where she appeared like a heavenly beauty who looked up at him with such sparkling eyes.

“Or did you wish for him to hear of my wife during having sex? I, myself, would like to engrave your cries through those thin walls in this mansion.”

“Raven!”

Raven burst into laughter at Molitia’s angry voice. On the other hand, Molitia’s heart was racing fast at the sight of his smile.

“Just kidding. I’m the only one who should know of that pretty voice of yours, so I definitely can’t let anyone else even be aware of it.”

His eyes, which were coated entirely with fixation, fell upon her face, neck and ultimately, her body. Her body was already enveloped with thick winter clothings, but her curves still couldn’t be hidden completely.

He was growing even hotter since he knew that once he took them off, her sweet body would eventually be revealed. He wanted to indulge in her secret places that others had never known of and breathe in herself.