SIDE STORY 1.5 (Part 1)

After clearing up the ridiculous misunderstanding and finally making the long-overdue confession…

As time passed, Dian looked at Rienn, who had become his bride. His lovely bride was fast asleep. n*ked, wrapped in a soft quilt, she slept soundly, oblivious to the world.

She must be tired. 

Dian smiled wryly as he looked at her petite face. From the bright morning until now, he had embraced Rienn several times, and she had slipped away into slumber at some point.

Despite the peacefulness of seeing her sleeping soundly, Dian felt a little lonely. It would have been nice to talk and look into each other’s eyes, but Rienn had gone alone into the unconscious world beyond his reach. While he valued Rienn’s deep sleep, he couldn’t help but feel as if sleep was stealing her away from him. It was terrible jealousy.

At least now he could touch Rienn from time to time. He lightly stroked her bright golden hair and gently caressed her exposed shoulder. Her skin was soft and warm.

“…….”

Maybe I should give her a good wipe-down. 

Silently, he got up and headed to the bathroom. He soaked a towel in water and wrung it out to make a lukewarm washcloth before returning to the bed.

Since they stopped contraception recently, Dian had felt like he was dirtying Rienn. So, he usually wiped her body after s*x. It seemed like having a clean body would help her sleep better, and he hoped she wouldn’t feel uncomfortable when she woke up.

He sat next to Rienn and carefully lifted the covers. Her pale, slender body seemed flushed or rosy as if sprinkled with flower water. Gently, he dabbed and stroked with a damp towel to ensure she wouldn’t wake up.

Starting from the neck and collarbone, moist with kisses and saliva, he softly dabbed the chest that had been licked and sucked endlessly. The pale skin bore red marks that wouldn’t fade, and the cherry blossom-colored n*pples naturally responded to moisture and friction. He swallowed hard as he watched the n*pples stand er*ect.

His c*ck throbbed with dissatisfaction. He knew it was an excuse, that he was cleaning Rienn for her sake, just to satisfy his own lust, to see her body naturally, to touch her.

Still, he focused on his superficial purpose. He approached it with reverence as if he were performing a sacred ritual. He moved the towel carefully so as not to wake Rienn, and she slept, breathing evenly, without stirring. After thoroughly wiping her plump br*asts, he wiped her stomach and waist.

How can someone be so beautiful?

He wanted to lower his head between her parted legs and kiss her abdomen repeatedly, fervently.

Instead, he substituted gentle strokes to express his desire and looked lower.

“…….”

Between her comfortably spread legs was a sticky mess. It was the place he had dirtied the most, the place that made him throb the most. His c*ck reacted strongly as if it wanted to slide back into place. Dian ignored it, not even looking at his own body. Keeping his gaze fixed on Rienn, he wiped the towel from the side of her knee up.

The inside of her slick thighs was a mixture of l*quids, some dried, some still wet, and the deeper he went, the more moisture he wiped with the towel.

Rienn’s clear and transparent fl*ids were fine, but his murky s*men troubled him. While he was engulfed in indescribable pl*asure when releasing inside her, and indeed there was a subtle satisfaction afterward, Rienn might find it uncomfortable. Unable to separate the fl*ids, he wiped everything away. Changing sides of the towel, he methodically wiped both thighs until they were clean.

Now…….

He glanced briefly at Rienn’s face, then shifted his gaze to the space between her thighs. The pale red inner flesh, like her lips, was glistening with the most l*quid.

Slowly, he brought the towel over and gently caressed the area, applying minimal pressure with his hand. He could feel the soft flesh bunching up under the towel—fragile, yielding, yet firm.

Rienn’s br*asts, this area, and the curves leading to her b*ttocks felt firm, and that always drove Dian crazy.

“Mmm…”

“!”

He went rigid as she moaned and wriggled. Rienn closed her eyes tightly, bent one knee, then slowly straightened it. Dian remained still, halting all movement. She seemed to twitch for a moment, then drifted back into a deep sleep.

Phew…

Relieved that she hadn’t woken up, he quietly retrieved the towel, noticing areas still not properly wiped. He didn’t want to disturb Rienn’s sleep, but he also wanted to make sure everything was clean. With delicate care, he inspected her sleeping face and wiped it more gently than before.

From the folds of her v*gina to the surrounding areas, traces of fl*ids were everywhere. Restoring cleanliness was as satisfying as staining, and he felt it was something he ought to do.

Fluids flowed down to the sheets from her bones. As he wiped meticulously, he felt Rienn raise her eyelids.

“……!”

He recognized the tiny movement immediately. Surprised, he looked up and tore the towel away.

“Dian…….”

“I’m sorry to wake you, I just wanted to give you a quick wipe.”

“I had… a dream…”

Rienn murmured drunkenly.

“What kind of dream?”

“That you…… were licking my body.”

“Ah.”

Did the towel feel like a tongue in her dream?

“I’m sorry, you were sleeping well and I disturbed you.”

Still heavy with drowsiness, Rienn slowly raised her head. She stretched once, her arms and legs still attached to the sheets, then spread her legs wide and lifted and lowered her as$. 

“Mmm, suck me…”

“Suck you?”

Dian chuckled, put the towel away, and lowered his torso. He knew Rienn enjoyed being sucked during her half-asleep state. He pressed his lips to the clean area, teasing with his tongue.

“Mmm…….”

The taste of her essence lingered. Though he had already awakened Rienn, he gently teased her with his tongue to avoid abruptly startling her. Pressing the plush flesh and applying saliva, he then ran his tongue along the central line.

“Ah!”

Her sensitivity was remarkable. So much so that she had avoided him during healing rituals in the past, ar*used by the act of br*ast sucking. Back then, unaware of this, he had misunderstood and felt frustrated. But now, knowing everything, he found Rienn’s heightened sensitivity endearing and delightful.

Dian licked slowly, but steadily, between her slit. As he ran the tip of his tongue along the line, the gap widened.

“Mmm…”

Rienn weakly squirmed and moved her legs. Perhaps from sleeping or waking, her body lacked strength, but her warmth was comforting. Touching and caressing her body, Dian felt overwhelming happiness.

He bent his head to lick and suckle between the crevice while using both hands to explore her br*asts. He placed one hand on each br*ast and cupped them, moving them slightly and squeezing them. The flesh was soft and smooth to the touch, and the hardened, beaded n*pples tickled his palm.

Below, he delicately teased her folds with his tongue, moistening them, and found the cl*toris. Pressing it lightly with the tip of his tongue,

“Ah!”

Rienn moaned as she twisted her waist. 

Cute and lovely.

Dian lightly kissed and then licked with a little force. His fingers curled up, twisting and pressing her n*pples, rubbing them with his fingertips. Rienn moaned softly at the pl*asure, her sprawled body twitching with the effort.

As they began sharing a bed after marriage, there were many times when they would cuddle like this when Rienn woke up during sleep. He could always tell when Rienn woke up, even while asleep himself, and he never missed the opportunity. Of course, this time he had essentially woken her up. 

Feeling even more sorry, he lavished her with more care with his tongue and hands.

“Mm, Dian… feels good.”

Rienn wasn’t angry with him. Gradually awakening, she expressed her pl*asure in a clear voice. In response, he lightly tapped her br*asts with his hand, teasing her n*pples with his thumbs. He could feel the essence trickling from between the plush folds beneath his tongue. Entrusting him with her delicate and fragile femininity, giving him her fl*ids as a sign of excitement, filled him with admiration.

Dian brought one hand up and traced the flesh beneath her folds. He explored around the w*tness where her essence was seeping out, then gently pushed his finger into the gap.

The incredibly warm, no, hot, folds enveloped his finger completely, with fl*ids pooling between them. Although he had wiped the exterior with a towel, the inner parts that he couldn’t reach were still moist. While some of Rienn’s new essence mixed with it, it wasn’t enough, so he curved his fingers to scoop out the fl*ids.

“Ugh…….”

Rienn squirmed uncomfortably. With soothing sounds, he fervently licked and sucked at her core. With his left hand massaging her br*asts and rubbing her n*pples, he carefully extracted the fluids with his right index finger. Bringing the fluids from deep within, his fingertips grazed the wrinkled folds. Along his fingertips, the white l*quid oozed out of her v*ginal opening and down her slit. Rienn’s clear fluid mingled with his thick, white liquid.