30 Chapter 29.

Opening my eyes a stinging pain assaulted my senses. It felt like a terrible hangover.

My head was in great pain, but my body felt strangely blissful for some reason. A certain little friend was even wide awake.

When I regained my awareness I could feel a wondrous soft sensation wrapping around one side of my body.

I was facing the ceiling and once I looked downwards I saw a silky smooth arm resting peacefully on top of my bare chest. When I traced it back to its origin I was almost shocked witless.

Has my goddess decided to bless me on this fine morning?

Two bare mountainous peaks buried my left arm in a heavenly valley. I couldn't get a good look due to how close she was to me, but I was very close to seeing it all. I only had a top down view, but it was nonetheless a unbelievably magnificent sight.

Her hair was scattered across my bare chest giving her a slightly wild feeling.

My lord. What did I do last night? Why can I not remember a thing?! Are the heavens playing some sort of sick and cruel joke with this husband on this fine morning?

Did we go all the way? If you are telling me I cannot remember my first time, I may as well just kill myself now!

This is strange though. My little brother doesn't look tired in the least. Little wife that bent leg of yours squeezing it between your joint is not doing my friend over there any favors in maintaining his cool.

I can definitely look at that exposed thigh all day, but could you maybe move it a bit please? Just a slight jerk towards the ceiling would be enough to save a life. Although many other lives may be lost in the process as a result of your actions.

"Mmmmm… mmmmhmmm."

"..."

"Husband… hah"

"Yes?" What do you mean by calling my name then moaning out like that while tensing up and curling your toes and tightening your grip on me with that dangerously positioned leg? Please explain to your ignorant husband the ways of the world my dear wife.

"Mmmm?"

I said in the most loving voice I could muster, "what is it my little wife?"

She opened her eyes half way and dreamily said with boundless love in her eyes.

"You were amazing last night."

Three words.

Kill.

Me.

Now!

Why don't I remember how awesome and manly I was last night? No matter how I tried to remember us monkeying around, it just would not come back to me. When did we do it? How many times? How long did I last? Would she forgive me if I said I forgot?

"Little wife… I have something very important to ask."

"What is it my most beloved husband?"

"If I said I didn't remember what happened last night would you be mad?"

"Not at all husband. It was rather wild last night. It is perfectly understandable if you do not remember. It wouldn't be strange if you had a massive headache right now as well. It did take ten good shots… forgive me, even your little wife is a bit groggy in the head after how much I did it last night. I meant to say you did last ten rounds after all."

At first I felt there was something strange about her words but hearing her follow up it made a bit of sense.

Mom. Dad. It looks like a graduated. I couldn't stop the tear that trickled down the side of my cheek.

It was a shame I didn't notice the playful grin of triumph on my little wife's face or the tongue she stuck out. I also failed to notice the roll of her eyes shortly after she saw the single tear I let slip out.

"Then little wife, since we have already done the deed, how about helping your husband one more time with an urgent problem?"

"Husband, you can't expect your sleepy wife to do it every single time your friend wants to play, can you?"

"Why not control yourself a bit more?"

"It wouldn't hurt for you to provide a helping hand, would it?"

"Even if you made the slightest of movements from your present position I could die happy."

My wife raised her hand and traced her finger in a winding path down my chest before she reached her thigh. She climbed her celestial thigh with no effort before pausing for a short moment and peering down towards the volcano ready to erupt below.

That finger truly looked like a trooper on a great mission in my eyes as it slid down to the other side before lifting upwards and making a gentle caress passing right over the entrance to the sensitive fountain. Beneath that finger's sensual and otherworldly technique it was like nothing else could possibly exist.

There was smooth, warm, silky soft sensation that quickly passed over the tip of the hydrant that was ready to explode. That single swish of her finger was enough to set off an explosion. After that single moment of contact the tyrannical scorching hot water burst upwards as the hydrant was contracting and relaxing in successive repetition.

Her godly skills were so amazing I could not stop my abdominal muscles from contracting from pleasure. My eyes rolled backwards to the point where if someone looked at me they may think I had passed on.

There was something strange occurring though. Something I've never experienced in my life before. Unbelievably, although I could feel the climax, the hot magma which should be gushing out disappeared into thin air before exiting through the opening of the volcano cum hydrant.

The burning magma or scalding hot water which should have existed vanished like it was some cruel joke. When I concentrated inwardly on my friend who was excitedly having the time of his life, I noticed that the molten magma disappeared at a point five inches from the peak within it. There was a super scary spatial rift opened inside my best buddy sending all those little troopers to oblivion and their deaths.

I could only look remorsefully at my wife with pleading eyes for their sake.

"All those lives are being lost in vain my wife. Can't you show mercy. They merely wanted to see the light of day and explore the sacred beautiful jade lands around them. Can you really crush their tiny little dreams like this?"

"You want to sully your wife's leg husband?"

I could only look at her pitifully like I had been betrayed.

"Get stronger and you can do whatever you want to my leg." She said that while charmingly embracing that little fellow, who was fighting a great battle, even tighter than before. It was as though she were trying to sooth a child by strengthening her grip around him, but with her leg instead of arms.

Her words and actions had the opposite effect and it only spurred on that little friend in her leg's embrace. It forced my buddy to squeeze out every last drop of his energy in retaliation against the merciless embrace of the heavens surrounding it. It seems that little brother did not want to give up without putting up a good fight.

I won't lie, although I was slightly disappointed at the halfway release, I was fully satisfied.

While I was enjoying the pleasure of release I could see my wife lick her lips while she said, "slightly saltier than last night."

You're teasing me again, right? Right?

Damn it! I don't even care if you are.

Just a few words from her caused the revival of the almost depleted reservoir as my buddy and I united and stood arm in arm to fight this futile battle against oppression. It was unknown where that last spurt came from, but it was undeniably unbearably satisfying in its own way.

"There's more? Not bad husband. You should try eating more sweets though. Your wife has a sweet tooth after all."

Even though I know it's just lip service. Even though I'm aware of that, it still makes me a bit happy knowing she was indulging in my selfishness a bit.

The two of us finally fell on the battlefield completely content over the end result. We fought to the best of our ability but were still unable to overcome the great wall that blocked our path. However, do not fret, for we shall stand the great fight once again in the future.

I really look forward to the day where I can personally watch that scene while standing up with a straight back. I would then look down mightily from high up above the lovely white clouds below at the greatest scene known to man.

"Husband, you're so easy to read. That smile on your face. You really secretly like being bullied don't you?"

"I do not. Absolutely not. I will never stand for bullying. I am only smiling as I fought on the battlefield until my very last breath."

"Husband… that was only considered warm up. You haven't even made it to the battlefield yet."

"My wife, you would never understand a man's secret war against the heavens."

Seeing the adorable role of my wife's eyes I couldn't stop myself from doing something I had never done before. I moved in to give my wife a kiss on her lips. It was really the first time I ever managed to take the initiative to do so. I was slightly proud of my growth over the past month upon coming to that realization.

After parting our lips from our short kiss I could see my wife's cheeks were slightly flushed red. A string of saliva formed between us and after a certain distance apart from each other it broke in two.

"What's wrong my wife? Why are you suddenly showing such a girlish expression?"

"It's the first time you took initiative to kiss me. Even our first kiss, I was the one who ended up being the one pushing forward in the end. It surprised me a little."

"I was always very manly my wife."

"Don't get cocky husband or this little wife will put you in your place again."

With that, I decided to keep my mouth shut until I was stronger than her. A true man knows when to advance and when to retreat.