Chapter 5 (Part 2)

It was a misjudgment. He had forgotten that the weather during the rainy season could change several times a day. They had climbed too high, enjoying the scenery because the weather was good and they were in good spirits…

Plop. Plop.

Before they had gone far, thick raindrops began to fall. Reflexively, Edan looked at Ellenia, whose face, sitting on the mule, was as pale as someone suffering from seasickness.

The wind up there was so fast that the dark clouds had already gathered overhead. It would take a long time even if he ran alone, and if the rain poured down, the ground would become slippery and easy to fall…

He glanced at Ellenia. Though she was swaying back and forth on the mule, unable to control her body, she maintained a composed expression.

“Madam, there is a cabin behind the mountain.”

It was a place where the caretaker used to stay during the busier days of Tarnu’s old castle. It was when Ellenia’s deceased husband was a child and his parents were beloved owners of the prime land.

After an unexpected accident left the young lord alone in the castle, half of the servants left, and woodcutters and shepherds no longer came to the castle, leaving it unused for a long time.

Occasionally, the young lord would come alone to spend time there to ease his loneliness. Darts boards and worn leather balls still lay around as remnants of those times.

Ellenia hadn’t been there in the past 10 years.

Edan opened the cabin door familiarly and found flint to light the fireplace. Though the caretaker no longer stayed, the servants who managed the back mountain of the castle maintained it.

There were blankets piled up for anyone who might visit, but as usual, Edan took off his robe to prepare a place for her to sit.

Ellenia watched blankly as the guest, who had been at the castle for less than a month, did everything so familiarly.

“It will be warm soon.”

The wooden shutters, not properly maintained, were all warped with age and couldn’t close completely. Though they couldn’t block the sound of rain, they could at least keep out the cold wind, which was fortunate.

The door also couldn’t close completely. Despite his efforts to pull it several times, it was in vain. When Ellenia handed him her poncho, he used it to roughly cover the gap where the wind was coming in.

Through the cracks in the warped wood, the faint sound of heavy raindrops could be heard. Ellenia’s face darkened.

“I didn’t expect it to pour suddenly.”

Edan quickly sat next to her and removed her leather shoes and socks. The poncho raincoat hadn’t covered her below the calves. He wrapped her cold, damp feet in his hands, trying to share his warmth.

“This season is like that.”

“It will stop soon.”

“…Even if it doesn’t, it’s okay.”

Edan’s hands, which had been diligently massaging the edges, heels, and ankles of her feet, suddenly stopped. When he looked up slowly, Ellenia’s fingertips were touching his firm thigh that supported her leg.

Her soft fingers lightly scratched the area. Her fingers moved as if walking closer to his gr*in.

The implication was clear.

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For a while, their eyes were silently entangled. The sound of rain pounding on the window above their heads could be heard.

Edan immediately leaned in and swallowed her lips. Or perhaps, Ellenia had pulled him first. Their lips, breaths, and tongues intertwined.

More, more, even more, Edan repeatedly swallowed her mouth, nose, and chin. As the back of her head was pressed painfully against the wall, his thick, soft hands cupped her ears. The only sound was the humming of the vibrating air.

Ellenia, now sitting on his thigh, wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her feet behind his back. As she tightened her grip on his waist, she felt something firm below her hips.

“…Hoo.”

Edan pressed his lips against hers again. The sound of teeth clashing could be heard.

He wanted to swallow her, who had endured everything alone for so long, with both hands. He wanted to hide her deep within himself from everything. He wanted her to see and hear nothing.

So that she wouldn’t suffer from anything.

With that desire, guilt, and all his regrets, Edan’s tongue entwined with hers as she panted.

Ellenia slipped her hands under his tunic. Her fingers touched the firm, thick muscles that lifted her effortlessly every time. And below his navel…

The skin of his gl*ns, just below the waistband of his trousers, was soft. When she pressed the center lightly, something sticky stained her fingertip.

“…Ugh.”

Edan, who had been devouring her mouth, lifted his head as she grabbed his member. His lips, rubbing against her face, were red.

“I want to hear you. Your voice.”

Though she said that, her words were clear as she rubbed his sh*ft… He knew what she meant, and a smile spread across Edan’s face like someone who had been struck on the back of the head. He knew she wanted him to let go of her ears and move on to the next step.

“As you command.”

Edan wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her, burying his mouth deep in her neck.

He wanted to tear off each b*tton of the dress that came up to her neck and mark each bruise he had made… but it was cold.

Instead, he left his mark on the lowest part of her neck. Since he began tending to her nights, Ellenia hadn’t worn a dress that exposed her neck.

Edan, who had quickly thrown off his tunic, untied the strings that cinched the bottom of her dress and went under it. His hot shoulder touched her belly as he naturally knelt on the floor. Sometimes, his calf would dangle where his foot caught.

Edan, wrapping his arms around her waist, lifted his head and took the protruding part of her br*ast into his mouth.

“…Hah.”

Ellenia’s waist arched. Reacting to him, hidden under her clothes, felt like she was m*sturbating alone in an empty place. She wanted to unbutton and see how his eyes were glistening… but he always seemed to think his face wasn’t necessary for her ar*usal, avoiding eye contact during f*replay.

As if his face had nothing to do with holding her.

Knowing his complicated thoughts, Ellenia pressed only his brow under her dress.

Smooch, smooch, while he was engrossed in swallowing her n*pple as he swallowed her mouth, his hand dug into her underpants. And finding the ribbon strings on either side of her pelvic bone…

“Oh.”

There were none.

Ellenia laughed softly at the foolish sound he made while sucking on her chest. Truly, a naive man.

“It gets cold when it gets wet.”

She hugged his head buried under her dress.

Did you anticipate this?

Burying his nose in her chest, which had gained weight from eating well lately, Edan’s face turned bright red.

Only after pushing himself into her crevice did Edan emerge from her dress.

He lay down flat as if saying it didn’t matter where he lay his body, raising his knees to make Ellenia spill over to his side. Even then, he made sure her hands didn’t touch the floor by making her support herself on his chest.

Overprotective. 

Thinking that, Ellenia lowered her head. Inside, where his pale gold hair hung like a curtain, she clung to his lips.

Swoosh… The sound of heavy rain still lingered in the distance.

“…Ah!”

Suddenly, when he thrust his waist up, Ellenia bounced sharply. The sensitive red mucous membrane, already very sensitive to his hard shaft, was scraped, making her dizzy.

When she shot a startled look at him, the young man’s mouth was smiling. He was telling her to cover the scary sound of rain with her moans.

Holding her hands so they wouldn’t slip, Edan followed up by thrusting his waist.

“Haa, ah, ah… ugh…”

Following his diligent movements, her hair, eyes, and br*asts shook rhythmically. The sensitive flesh between her spread l*bia was repeatedly pressed. Chasing the faint sensations blooming again, Ellenia unconsciously moved her pelvis slowly.

“…Ugh.”

Even though he was already filling her completely, Edan almost lost his composure when she moved.

Is she teasing me again… 

He thought, but what he saw was just Ellenia’s face, flushed and excited under her eyes.

When she gently twisted her hand, which was interlocked with his, he absentmindedly released it. Ellenia began to unbutton the dress that came up to her neck.

“You’ll be cold!”

“You can warm me up.”

Her white chest, revealed as the buttons were undone to the middle of her ribs, showed the red marks he had left earlier where her gaze couldn’t reach.

Unconsciously, Edan’s throat moved. He felt an even greater force in his member, already deeply embedded in her flesh.

“I sweat a lot… I can’t go back wearing wet clothes.”

“Madam…”

As her hands moved, all the buttons of her dress were undone. The dress, open like a nightgown, revealed her n*ked body. Seeing it in the dim natural light, unlike in the room with tightly closed shutters, felt like they were having s*x outside.

And below, where she was holding him tightly…

Blushing to his ears, he pulled her close. Her soft skin clung to his firm, sweaty chest.

Her slender shoulders, hugging his thick neck, fit snugly under his chin.

“…You must be cold.”

“Do your best.”

Hearing her voice with a hint of laughter, he firmly grasped her plump b*ttocks. Those white b*ttocks, which he tied ribbons around every morning and untied before she got too wet, were clearly the mischievous b*ttocks that had secretly removed the small piece of cloth he had put on her when they left.

Just imagining that made him feel like he had been ar*used since morning. Although it was mostly true…

Thump, thump, he continuously thrust his hips upwards. Her body, holding his erected member, constantly clung to him.

“Haa, ugh, haa…”

As he grasped her b*ttocks as if attaching them to his shaft, Ellenia felt like their g*nitals had become one. Her already cl*maxing cl*toris rubbed against his bushy area, causing a faint pl*asure that overshadowed the stinging sensation.

Her toes tingled, and she pressed her cold feet against his firm thighs.

He knew what that signal meant. Edan, with his hands grasping her b*ttocks, pressed her pelvis against him and rotated it slowly.

“Haa, haa…”

“…Ugh.”

Feeling her front heating up, Ellenia unconsciously bit into his shoulder.

Rather than hurting, it was thrilling to know what she was feeling. Each vein on his m*mber felt endlessly expanding… Her soft, wrinkled inner flesh wrapped around every bump.

“Haa, haa, haah…”

Ellenia took the lead, rotating her waist. Inside, his blunt gl*ns pressed against her sensitive spots.

Already feeling her tight inner walls gripping his member, Edan bit his lip to hold back the urge to ej*culate. 

This isn’t just for my pleasure…

As the two moved their waists up and down, seeking greater pleasure for a long time.

“Ah, ah… ah…”

Ellenia, trembling, clung to him, unable to go any deeper. The petals holding his shaft convulsed.

Hugging her smoothly curved back, Edan knew he was the only one left. He started thrusting his hips faster. Ellenia, trembling with the remnants of her climax, swayed like a wave on top of him.

***

Raindrops hanging from the eaves fell with a rainbow hue. Plop, plop, a person deeply hooded in a poncho shook their head to shake off the droplets.

“Shh…”

Recognizing a familiar face, the mule snorted softly, but he calmed it down.

“Ah, haa, haa…”

“…Ugh, Ellie…”

Through the slightly open door of the cabin, the moans and groans of a man and woman could be heard. The voice that resonated as if chilled by the wind continued even after the climax, and the voice that held back the urge to ej*culate until the very end…

The hooded figure listened to it for a long time. His fist trembled slightly.

That night, a figure slipped out through the side gate of Tarnu Castle, which only opened when receiving groceries from the village below the castle.