SIDE STORY 3 (Part 4)

As they walked back to the mansion in silence, she felt Dian’s gaze on her.

“…Rienn, are you mad?”

“No.”

I couldn’t be angry over something like this. I wasn’t angry…….

“What if my skills deteriorate because of this?”

She started to worry.

He stopped walking and faced her, taking both of her hands.

“Your skills have been built over 15 years since you were a child. Short-term lighter training won’t make you regress.”

“Maybe…. But I still feel like I might get rusty.”

“Even if you do, you’ll bounce back as soon as you resume your regular training. After the baby is born and you’ve recovered, let’s train whenever you want. I promise I’ll do it properly too.”

“….”

Considering his proposal, she nodded after a moment of contemplation.

“Alright, you promise.”

“Okay.”

Dian chuckled slightly and pulled her into an embrace.

In the leisurely afternoon, they came to the mansion’s bathroom and bathed together. Her belly had grown quite large, making it uncomfortable for her to bathe alone, so Dian was helping her. After wiping off most of the water, she put on a clean white bathrobe and walked to the bedroom.

“Let’s dry your hair.”

“Okay.”

As she sat at the vanity, her reflection appeared in the oval mirror. Dian, wearing a dark blue robe, approached from behind and began drying her hair. She reached for moisturizer and applied it to her face. Their eyes met in the mirror.

“You look so beautiful after a bath.”

“Haha.”

She laughed as she looked at herself in the mirror. Bathing in warm water had made her cheeks flushed, and her eye area was moist and had a light red glow. Her face looked just like before pregnancy, but her belly had grown significantly and reached the vanity. She placed both hands on her belly and felt it over the robe.

“Are you tired from walking around today?”

“No, I feel energized.”

I had saved my strength for training, but since we didn’t end up sparring…

“Really?”

Dian ran his fingers through her hair and then kissed her on the forehead. He then reached out and picked up an oil bottle from the vanity.

“Let’s go to bed and oil up.”

“Okay.”

After washing, she nodded in agreement, following the customary routine. 

He led her to the bed and leaned against the pillows first. There was space between his spread-out long legs for her to sit. As she climbed onto the bed and moved backward to find her place, Dian pulled her into his arms. Being embraced from behind felt warm and comforting.

“Relax and lean back.”

He whispered in her ear as he opened the front of the robe. She felt embarrassed as her belly and chest were exposed. The slightly rounded belly protruded, revealing faint stretch marks. 

The recent ones extended from her navel to a faint mound in the lower abdomen. Not only her belly but also her br*asts had enlarged, indicating significant changes. The ar*olas had widened and the central n*pple had grown larger and more prominent, protruding forward. The pink ar*olas deepened in color, becoming a deep pink. 

“So beautiful.”

Dian admired the changes in her body. His hands rose to embrace the swollen belly and br*ast. As his bare palms roamed over the expanded surface, a pleasant sensation spread, leaving warmth.

Hmph……. 

Sitting on the bed, leaning back, it felt comfortable and pleasant to receive his touch on her belly and chest. Dian caressed them with a careful touch as if handling something very precious. The swollen n*pples tingled sensitively against his firm palms.

“Mmm…….”

“Plump and beautiful.”

Despite having no fat himself, he liked plumpness a lot. He opened the bottle of oil he had brought, poured it into his palms, rubbed them together to warm it up, and then applied it to her belly. The odorless and colorless oil spread smoothly on her belly.

As the skin stretched with the enlargement of her belly and br*ast, he applied oil to prevent dryness and itching. Dian generously applied the mild oil.

His palms, coated with oil, drew two circles on either side of the belly, and then one hand stroked up and down the center, including the stretch marks. She became lethargic and sweet, yet excited, and her breath became rough.

“Do you feel better?”

He seemed bothered by what had happened on the grounds.

“I do….”

Leaning into his broad chest, she brushed the back of her head against him. A soft chuckle sounded close by, and Dian added more oil to his palms. Both hands cupped her br*asts, cupped them, and circled them. His palms pressed against her n*pples, slippery with oil.

“Ahh…”

Sensation surged, causing her knees to buckle as she leaned toward him. He took his time, leisurely drawing numerous circles. Increasing the size of the circles, he meticulously applied oil to the outer edges of the br*ast tissue. Shrinking the circles again, he focused on massaging the ar*ola before moving down to draw much larger circles around the belly. Continuously adding oil, he drew countless circles of various sizes on her belly and chest, left and right, prompting her to involuntarily close her eyes and exhale heated breaths.

“Rienn, take a deep breath.”

Dian cautioned as he noticed her breath quickening. She nodded vaguely and took deep breaths, inhaling and exhaling slowly.

“That’s it.”

His hands continued skillfully with the caresses. Layers of oil were applied until her belly and chest seemed draped with a transparent film. Occasionally, as he moved his hands, there was a sticky sound as if something was being kneaded. The sensation of caressing with oil was different from bare hands; the movements were smoother, the palms adhered more closely, and the body temperature was better felt. Instinctively turning her head, she sought Dian’s lips.

“Mmm…”

He smelled like the same toothpaste they used to brush their teeth. Moist and pliable tongues entwined, and she closed her eyes. As his hand, which had been applying oil to her belly, moved up and teased the ar*ola’s inner side, a thrilling sensation spread, causing her to press her foot against the sheet and shudder, bringing her knees closer together.

The oil-slick fingers teased and turned the n*pples as if twisting them. As the sides of the elongated n*pples were pressed, an indescribable pl*asure spread, making her stomach tingle. Some oil leaked out, but it didn’t reach her p*ssy, which was getting similarly wet.

“Ha…….”

Breathless, she parted her lips and looked ahead. Dian’s sturdy upper body was pressed against her back, his hands teasing her n*pples provocatively.

“Your br*ast, it has gotten, um, bigger, hasn’t it?”

“Yeah.”

His hands explored the entirety of her chest before firmly kneading. Between his long fingers, the br*ast tissue and ar*ola protruded. Her body was already preparing for lactation. Already ample br*asts had plumped up even more.

“So lovely.”

Dian continuously massaged her swollen br*asts. Pressing the n*pples with his firm palm while drawing circles, he kneaded the br*ast tissue and teased the n*pples with his fingers. Occasionally, his hands descended to her belly, touching it once and then moving back up. 

The prolonged stimulation made her belly flutter continuously, and hot juices flowed out. Feeling ticklish and empty deep inside, she involuntarily spread her legs wider to seek more stimulation.

“Good thing you’re not tired.”

His hands descended to her open thighs.