Taking Care of My Husband in a Tragic Novel - Chapter 30

At first, Bleon gently wrapped my lips with his and sucked gently. Then, even though I wanted to breathe, I didn’t open my mouth at all, and I heard a brief sigh. I didn’t mean to hurt him on purpose, so I gently opened my lips, but then Bleon hurriedly inserted his tongue into my mouth and began to stir inside.

“Mmh…!”

His kiss was tenacious. As if to compensate for all the things he couldn’t do before, there was no place in my mouth that he did not reach. His tongue swept through my teeth one by one, then mercilessly scraped the roof of my mouth, and finally began to grab and intertwine with my tongue as it went in.

Another dream came to mind. Even in my dreams, he had been pouring kisses in such a way that felt dizzying and tickling.

“Haa…”

“Ha…”

After some time passed, Bleon’s lips moved away, and saliva whose owner couldn’t be identified stretched out like a long thread. And long gasps escaped each other’s mouths. Bleon moved a hand over my hair, which had been messed up because we were so absorbed in the kiss, with a gentle touch, and we looked into each other’s eyes for a moment without breaking eye contact.

I just scoffed at myself, who thought it was going to be just a kiss. And I corrected my thoughts again—the kiss I had with him in reality was stronger and more intense than what I had seen in my dreams.

Suddenly, I looked down slightly to avoid his heated gaze, but his lips were messed up with saliva. So I raised my hand to clean it up, but before I could touch Bleon’s lips, he placed his lips over mine again.

“Mm, Ble, mhh!”

The kiss was more tenacious than the first, perhaps he wasn’t satisfied with how it ended. But without realizing perhaps that I felt the same, I fell madly into the kiss with Bleon, and I got closer to him. For a moment, I lost my reason and started to caress Bleon’s body more freely.

My rational side said no and no, but in the end I lost to my desire. I couldn’t stand not touching his hard, strong muscles, unlike my body that I felt on my fingertips, and I had the urge to touch more, or even more.

However, as I continued to stay close to him, I felt it in my stomach, and at the same time, I was awakened as if I was covered in cold water. Only then did I realize what I was doing, hurriedly backed away and tried to pull my body away from Bleon. But Bleon was still engrossed in the kiss, holding my face and not letting go of my lips.

I tapped him on the shoulder and signaled him to stop. Then his lips, which seemed unlikely to move away, fell from mine. Bleon stared at me with an expression that was full of regret, his eyes much redder than before. I smiled and opened my mouth to deliberately disturb the atmosphere of desire that was flowing between the two of us.

“Did you get a good reward?”

“Yes…”

“Are you feeling better now?”

“…….”

There was no answer to the question of whether he was feeling better, so I looked at him with eyes wondering why there was no answer.

“I think… it’s not good enough…”

“What?”

“Can’t I do more…?”

Just kissing for a few dozen minutes now isn’t enough…

Bleon stared at me with a languid but delighted expression, trying to reverse the mood I had barely changed.

“But…”

I put on a perplexed look on my face and lowered my gaze slightly so he could recognize it.

“If we do more here, can you bear it…?”

Bleon recognized where my gaze had stopped and answered with a look of disappointment.

“…I can endure it.”

But the answer was pretty confident.

“Really?”

I asked him in a suspicious tone. It wasn’t unbelievable considering the things he had endured until now, but at that time we weren’t in contact with each other like this so I tilted my head.

“Actually… I can’t stand it…”

“You’re right.”

I thought so. If we do more here, it seems that I would really lose to pleasure and jump him without thinking about anything.

“That’s it for today. Okay?”

Still, I was glad he told me first this time so I could end it here.

“Ha… Okay.”

Bleon let out a deep sigh with an answer that was dripping with regret.

“Should I go out for a while?”

I was concerned about his condition, and I also asked him because he thought it would be better to get some air to calm the heat.

“No. I’m fine.”

He’s not fine…

“This… Because it’s unavoidable… I’ll endure it anyway, so please don’t go out, Wife…”

Seeing him say it so sadly, I had no choice but to nod.

“Thank you, Wife…”

“Perhaps…”

I don’t think he’ll do it again while I’m sleeping, right? I was a little worried because he had already done it before.

‘Still, back then, it could be because of his weakness. He wasn’t thinking rationally. Just like me.’

Of course, he didn’t take the drug either.

“What is it?”

“No, nothing.”

Asking why he did that back then was an embarrassing and difficult question. And I stopped talking because it didn’t seem right to have a conversation like this with Bleon any longer.

“Then shall we sleep now? We have to get around busy starting tomorrow.”

“Yes. Let’s go to sleep.”

We got up from the sofa and walked over to the bed, and I tried not to look down as much as possible. I lay down on the bed first, and Bleon went to the other side and climbed onto the bed. Then he put his arms under my head as I lay down, pulled my body into his arms, and put the blanket over my neck.

Hmm…

It’s difficult. Can’t it stop touching me? If we keep sleeping like this, it’s impossible not to be conscious of it…

If Bleon had stroked my body without my permission, I would have told him to move away from me, but he just stood still as he could bear it.

‘It’ll subside gradually in a little while.’

I pretended not to know about this anymore and decided to go to sleep.

“Wife. It’s still a long way from morning, so get some sleep.”

“Mm. I’m also getting sleepy. Good night.”

“Good night, Wife…”

Bleon gently stroked my body so that I could fall asleep, and I fell into sleep little by little, feeling warm and tired.

* * * 

It was a dream similar to the one I had before. After the second dream, I came to realize that even if I was inside my dreams, I could recognize that it was a dream. Because this was something that cannot happen in real life.

The only difference from the dreams I had before was that, back then everything happened on a bed, but this time I was being held from the window, my body close to him. And the scenery outside the window was a very familiar place that I knew.

‘Hnng, haaagh, AH!’

His member relentlessly went in and out of me repeatedly from behind. I held onto the window as I bowed down, struggling to receive him as he entered deeply without an end to his motions. Bleon suddenly raised my lower back up.

Then, the two hands, which supported my body all this time to withstand his thrusting from behind, fell from the window and they wandered, losing their way. At that time, Bleon’s large, slender hands gripped my breasts, one hand gently pinching a nipple using the thumb and index finger, arousing me even more.

‘Ahng, mmngh, Bleon!’

‘Hagh, Wife…!’

As pleasure surged from between my chest and between my legs at the same time, my insides got wetter and wetter, and the sound of our parts rubbing together echoed into my ears clearly.

‘Ahh, hnnngh! Not from the ba, back, hold me!’

Suddenly, I wanted to see Bleon’s face. So I whined and moaned for him to hold me. Perhaps he understood what I said, and so the thick pillar came out slowly scratching the inner walls, and finally, even at that moment, I felt a brief climax and exclaimed.

‘Nnnggh!’

Bleon turned my drooping body facing forward and hugged me in a flash. I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep myself from falling, and his manhood, starting from the tip, pushed back into me with a strong force.

‘Ahng! Hmmngh…!’

And holding my legs so that they wouldn’t fall, Bleon began thrusting roughly into me, and I moaned along with his movements.

‘Mmh, hngh, hagh, Bleon!’

‘Ugh, Wife!’

We called each other endlessly, and once the movement started, we didn’t stop until I woke up from the dream.