Chapter 4 (Part 3)

As he rubbed and scrubbed the scattered mud spots, a reddish hue spread over her pale insteps and ankles.

Using the soap he had brought, he lathered her feet, and as he kneaded her slippery skin with his knuckles.

“It’s not just when it rains, and it’s not that I can’t do it when it doesn’t rain.”

His hand, which had been pressing the center of her foot, paused. The clear embarrassment in his reaction was amusing, stemming from a slight disappointment.

“Are you saying I’m not worth giving yourself to unless I’m pitiful?”

“How could I dare…”

Edan’s voice was urgent.

Kneeling with the basin between them, the young man’s face turned red as he looked up at her. The fact that he was rubbing her small feet, the skirt fluttering near his eye level, her hand that had grasped his hardened member, and her soft flesh that clung to his lips—all were to blame.

Ellenia, leaning on the armrest with her chin in her hand, looked down at the flustered Edan. 

Was it typical for a young man in his twenties to blush so easily?

‘He was also quite shy.’

Thinking of that, Ellenia hardened her expression further. She was… annoyed.

Putting aside his attempt to guess her expression for a moment, he wiped the soapy water from her feet with a warm towel and placed it on his shoulder. His face, which had been bright red a moment ago, now looked focused as he continued to lather and wash her other foot.

Then something brushed against his ear. It was the faint touch of damp skin.

Though it wasn’t a precise movement, her toe brushed against his earlobe, then the cartilage inside his ear.

As her big toe awkwardly teased his ear, Edan paused.

Thud, thud.

At that moment, the sound of raindrops hitting the window was heard.

Ah, so that’s what it was. 

The Madam’s stubbornness, her openly gloomy expression, all because of that.

What was I expecting……. 

Smirking, he turned his head and kissed her foot.

As his lips touched her skin, she flinched, her pretense of indifference shattered.

Such a lovely person.

Holding her foot, he kissed the sole, the side, the inside of the ankle, the hollow next to the ligament, above the ankle, and along the curve of her calf. The trail of kisses gradually climbed up the inside of her leg. He twisted her leg slightly and licked the soft skin inside her knee once, twice, three times.

“……hmm.”

Her eyes, which had been trying to remain calm, wavered.

Pitter-patter. Thud. Thud.

The sound of rain tapping on the window grew louder. Before he knew it, he was under her skirt, biting and nibbling his way up her inner thighs.

He had imagined this all day since she reached out to him. The youthful vigor of a young man in his twenties couldn’t subside until late at night. He had secretly vowed that the first place he would release himself would be inside her, not daring to relieve himself by hand.

He imagined hiding his face under her skirt, biting the innermost part of her thighs, the perineum that followed, and then plunging into the deep trench that eagerly awaited him.

Positioned in the middle of her gr*in under her skirt, he spread her legs with both hands.

“……can’t you come out?”

Ellenia asked cautiously. At the end of her words was a trembling anticipation of the overwhelming sensation his breath would bring to the part he was touching.

As if she had forgotten her earlier sulkiness.

“I’m sorry for upsetting you, Madam.”

Saying so, he kissed the innermost part of her thigh. As if it were a trick, his hand quickly untied the ribbon at the ends of the fabric covering her v*lva. He had tied it, so he was the one to untie it.

Kiss, kiss, kiss, his lips showered her inner thighs with kisses, and before long, his mouth was positioned at the center of her gr*in. The entrance, which had been wet since the moment he entered her skirt, was glistening.

“This one is merely your tool, Madam…….”

As if to be faithful to his words, he buried his mouth in her cleft. The slippery flesh that entered between the mucous membranes was hot.

Kiss, lick, the sound of licking, whether it was his saliva or her fl*ids, was heard.

“A tool, hng, tool, you say.”

“When you need it, Madam… it’s this one’s duty to serve.”

Ellenia couldn’t immediately respond to his voice, which buzzed from under her skirt.

Her lack of response was an answer in itself. It was much better than seeing her heart waver by looking at his face. Since the day he closed Edarson’s eyes, he had endured all those years of hardship with the sole reason of comforting her.

With an uncertain amount of time left, it was too precious to waste on anything but comforting her.

Satisfied, he deeply sucked her lower lips as if kissing them.

“Ah, hng……”

Not forgetting to let his pointed nose touch her sensitive spot. When he teased her with his mouth, his hand went inside her, when he stirred her insides with his tongue, his hand went to her most sensitive spot… His persistent hand and mouth movements, which continued for a long time, were like a form of venting his frustration.

Why am I holding back when I want to cling to and eat you anywhere?

“Ah, hng, ha, haa, hng……”

As the overwhelming sensation hit her without giving her time to get used to it, the pain was brief, and the pl*asure surged through her, soaked in his saliva and her fl*ids. Leaning diagonally on the sofa, Ellenia twitched at the sensations coming from below.

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter.

The sky darkened, and the rain began to pour. Edan, lifting his mouth from the place where she had just released a clear l*quid, gently lifted the hem of her skirt covering his head.

Looking at her face, which had been softened by the unbearable sensation, he thought it looked a bit resentful.

Trying not to get lost in sentiment, he immediately lifted her with one arm. Just like when he had seated her on and off the mule.

After securely closing all the shutters, he looked up at Ellenia.

Ellenia covered his green eyes, which were scrutinizing her, with her slender hand. Even she didn’t know what that meant. When she bent down and kissed his nose, Edan knew it was a cunning answer that didn’t affirm either of his contradictory words.