Chapter 50

Chapter 50

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At some point, Astell stopped washing Bleon herself. He was around fifteen, so it must have been after he had the wet dream. So, it’s been a while since Astell had seen Bleon’s naked body, and his body was quite different from back then, even if he thought about it to himself. His wide shoulders, muscular forearms and chest that fit perfectly with his tall height were the results of daily training under Astell’s educational philosophy from a young age. And the firm thighs and the thick and magnificent manhood nestled between them that could not be grasped fully with even both hands.

‘Wife…’

Bleon called Astell in a very low voice that’s full of anticipation. But Astell only flinched a little, and didn’t answer.

‘Can’t you look at me…?’

‘What?’

Astell answered in a surprised voice when he asked her to watch him.

‘You haven’t seen my body since I was fifteen. I am now twenty years old. I want my wife to see that I’ve grown up well…’

‘That, what—’

Astell was about to turn around and argue with Bleon’s absurd request, but then— Bleon hugged Astell from behind, and his bare body was felt on her back and waist. Bleon’s manhood had already swelled greatly just by being in front of her.

‘Let go of me.’

But unfortunately, Astell commanded Bleon with a firm voice.

‘Ha… Please.’

‘Let me go so we can talk.’

When she said the same thing twice, Astell’s voice now had a slight hint of anger. Bleon sensed this and hurriedly backed away. Astell turned and looked at him as he stepped back, but her gaze was fixed only on his face. It was evident that she was really trying not to look from his neck downwards.

‘Are you okay? Now get dressed.’

Then, after a very short time, she turned her back on him, and Bleon bowed his head in despair. Astell didn’t budge even when he showed this side of himself to her. In the end, he just stopped getting mad and being impatient at her.

His mind was in a mess with such thoughts. Fortunately, Astell was not angry, as he could hear her voice having the same tone as usual.

‘Bleon.’

‘Yes…’

‘Can you take medicine?’

‘Yes?’

At the mention of the medicine, Bleon hurriedly raised his head and looked at Astell. Astell’s face was full of embarrassment and her expression was hesitant.

‘If it’s medicine…’

‘…It’s weak.’

Saying so, she pulled out a small bottle of liquid from her inner pocket.

‘This is…’

When Astell showed Bleon the medicine, he realized. Astell felt the same way about him. She had even prepared medicine for the night with him.

‘I can drink it. I’ll drink it now.’

Bleon quickly took the medicine from her hand and drank it in one gulp.

‘Don’t, now is…!’

Astell said no, but it was already too late. The medicine had already entered Bleon’s body and was gradually causing a reaction.

‘Haa, wife…’

The medicine’s effect was circulating, and Bleon let out an aroused moan.

‘Then why is now…’

With that said, she couldn’t leave Bleon be so tormented after he had taken what she gave him. So she approached him slowly, she kissed him on the lips, and from that day on, the two coveted each other every day. Astell neither gave him the antidote, nor did Bleon deliberately seek it out.

He knew this was one way to firmly shackle her heart toward him.

And the more he was with Astell, the more Bleon’s feelings for her grew.

* * *

While Bleon had been contemplating the past for quite some time, Astell squirmed in his arms, about to wake up. As usual, he called out to Astell in a warm and calm voice.

“Wife?”

“…Bleon?”

“You’re awake now?”

Astell regained her senses, closing her eyes and opening them once more. And as she looked up at the unfamiliar ceiling, she recognized that this was the bathroom.

“This place…”

“It’s the bathroom. I’m going to wash you.”

“What?”

Astell was startled by the words that he was going to wash her and tried to get her body up. But it was not enough to get out of Bleon’s arms.

“Let me go…”

Bleon’s arm strength slightly relaxed at Astell’s request to let her go. He didn’t miss the moment and she tried to get up, but she eventually changed from sitting on the side to sitting facing away from Bleon.

Still, she remained trapped in his arms. She felt Bleon’s length standing upright behind her butt. A sigh escaped her mouth as Bleon stroked Astell’s back.

“Huu…”

“Feels good…?”

“Huh? Ahk, no, hhng.”

Before Astell could answer, Bleon’s lips reached the nape of her neck, and soon with a sucking sound, he began to caress the bare skin as well as Astell’s back.

“B-Bleon! Nnngh, again? Ah!”

“Haa, I’m just washing you…”

“What makes this washing, uhh, hey?”

“You don’t want to…?”

Astell bit her mouth. And Bleon, who understood this as a positive reaction, lowered his lips, took one of Astell’s breasts in his mouth, and sucked vigorously.

“Hahhk, uhh! Aahh, Bleon…!”

As he rolled the nipple with his tongue, a dizzy sensation spread throughout her body, and she couldn’t hide her moan and excitement. Astell unknowingly moved her waist, rubbing her clitoris against his penis.

“Ugh, Wife…!”

“Uhng, aahk, nnngh.”

C*m was constantly flowing from her entrance to the extent that the stickiness was felt even in the water, and it served as a lubricant for Astell and Bleon’s grinding genitals to gently move. In particular, Astell rubbed her clitoris intensively on his manhood, and at the moment when her pleasure, which had risen little by little, was about to explode, Bleon gently lifted her waist.

“Hnngh, why…”

In her regret, she tried to force her waist down again, but Bleon held her so tightly that it was not easy.

“I’ll make you feel better…”

Astell’s body trembled with anticipation when she heard that he would make her feel better. And as if to prove that it wasn’t a lie, Bleon put the tip of his length over her opening and pierced the inside with one thrust.

“Haaahnngg!”

With just the insertion, huge waves of pleasure swept over Astell and her insides convulsed frantically as she embraced him. As Astell burst into a coquettish voice while her inner walls contracted strongly, Bleon almost came inside her at the end of the intense stimulation.

“Ugh—”

Bleon lifted her waist up, who was barely coming to her senses, letting a moan lightly through her teeth. Then Astell hurriedly hugged Bleon, as she couldn’t stand the sensation of being pushed beyond the limits.

“Huhk, wait, hu-ahh, wait a minute…”

In an almost sobbing voice, Astell told Bleon to stop, but even as her words told him to stop moving, her lower body kept tightening over him. Contrary to what she intended, when the inner wall suddenly squeezed his length, it only made him want to move his waist like crazy with such a dizzying feeling.

But considering the troubled look on Astell’s face, Bleon gritted his teeth and raised his superhuman patience, then gently touched her waist, helping her release her loosen over his manhood.

“Ha, Wife, relax…”

“Then, wait, ahh, just stop. Huuht.”

“All right. So, ugh, relax a bit…”

Fortunately, as Astell slowly started to loosen, Bleon’s expression became more relaxed.

“Hold, hhnnn, hold on. Okay?”

“Haa, yes…”

She told him to stay still, and yet he couldn’t just stay still inside her. As if she had not yet felt the afterglow of her climax, her inner walls were constantly contracting over his pillar. That level of sensation was tolerable enough, so Bleon waited for Astell to calm down. And as time passed and her breathing became steady, Bleon opened his mouth with a pleasant voice.

“Are you okay now…”

“Yes…”

“Then can I move?”

Astell nodded her head slightly, and Bleon locked her in his arms as if he was about to explode everything he had been holding back, and began to mercilessly rock his hips.

“Hahng, ah, uhht, hnnngh!”

At Bleon’s violent movement, the water inside the tub splashed out without mercy. Each time he moved up and down as he continued to embrace her in his arms, Astell’s nipples rubbed against Bleon’s chest, standing upright. She couldn’t take her mind from the simultaneous stimulation over her chest and between her legs.

“Hahng, uhhng, ahhk!”

But it was at that moment. Suddenly, Bleon got up from the bathtub. Fear came over her as her body moved away from the floor and her legs fluttered in the air, even as he supported her hips. So she hugged Bleon’s neck tighter so as not to fall.

Bleon tried to calm her anxiety by kissing all over her face. Then he got out of the bathtub, let her back slightly leaning against the bathroom wall, and then spread her thighs wide and continued pounding into her roughly. Because of gravity pushing her down, he was inside her even deeper than before as she swallowed everything until the hilt of his manhood.

“Hahhn, uhng, Bleon…! AHNGH!”

“Wife…!”

The sound of Bleon calling her and Astell’s sweet moans echoed throughout the bathroom. In fact, to Bleon’s ears, the moans coming out of her lips weren’t enough, but as he heard the voice that was so drenched in pleasure and felt her warm and narrow inside, it was enough to feel as though he’d been perfectly led to heaven.

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