The wedding night. After the wedding, the parade, and the wedding banquet finished, I entered the royal villa together with Freed. Nobody will come to this royal villa for the next two weeks. We’ll genuinely spend them with just the two of us. “In other words, it’s something like a honeymoon.” “Nn?” Freed, who was holding me up in his arms, gently narrowed his eyes. Holding me clad in the wedding dress in a princess carry, he was heading to the bedroom. I entwined my arms around his neck and snuggled up to his cheek. I married the person I love, moreover I was heading to the bed for the wedding night with him. I felt very happy. Since I love him, anything goes. We’re talking about me. I feel like I had thought it’d be better if we finished quickly before rejection settled in. But now, I don’t feel opposed to it at all, only happy to spend time with him. I’d thought the period of two weeks would be long, but once it’s begun, it feels unexpectedly short. It’s not enough. I finally have t
She and the Night of the Eighth Day 3 “... You know my answer already.” It was a truly outrageous either-or situation. Playing with a person’s body like this, lighting the fire like that, then asking, “What do you want?” is too outrageous. In the first place, the body developed by Freed reacts easily to his caress. I was already in the state where my hot aching honey mouth was begging for his meat rod. If I could say, “That’s enough,” in this situation, I wouldn’t be able to keep up with my matchless husband at night. “… Let’s do it.” “Nn?” I thought that Freed really was mean to ask me to repeat despite hearing my answer. I told him once again, this time so he could hear it clearly. “Let’s continue. You lit my fire, so take responsibility, Freed.” “Can we do it?” “Yup… Nnnh.” I nodded, and the next moment Freed aggressively kissed me. In response to the intense kiss, I wrapped my arms around his neck. While still kissing me, Freed turned my body around, so I was stra