Saena suddenly came to her senses.

Feeling something pressing down on her, she woke up taking a deep breath from the pressure. But seeing Constantine sleeping while practically wrapping her in his embrace, she understood why.

Saena took several long deep breaths and slowly twisted her body. He had embraced her so tightly that anyone would think she might try to escape while sleeping.

‘When did I fall asleep?’

Saena’s eyes widened as she traced her last memory.

‘Right, Yuri…!’

She had fallen asleep at some point while chattering while being carried on his back.

Suddenly she felt the urge to call Yuri right away to confirm again but held back.

‘Surely, it wasn’t a dream.’

It would be enough to check when day breaks.

But she didn’t think she could go back to sleep right away.

Her throat was slightly dry too, so she thought she should first get out of bed.

Saena succeeded in escaping the bed by moving her body little by little so as not to wake him.

She poured water from the bottle on the bedside table and drank it, and as she was about to put down the cup, she happened to look at the floor and today particularly, the shadow extending from her feet bothered her.

‘Something seems…’

Though the moonlight was quite bright, would it be an illusion that the shadow that should only faintly show its outline seemed unusually dark?

Moreover, feeling a strangely familiar yet unfamiliar presence, Saena instinctively raised her Guardian Spirit’s power and swirled it around herself.

Whoosh–

‘Huh?!’

Something… got deflected?

From her shadow.

‘…That wasn’t an illusion, right?’

No. Something definitely got deflected.

As she stood frozen in surprise at what she had done, Constantine suddenly sat up.

“Saya!”

“Yes?”

“What, what’s wrong?”

He approached with a startled look and hurriedly scanned her from head to toe.

As if checking if she was injured somewhere.

“Did someone intrude again?”

“…What? ‘Again’?”

“If someone perhaps scared you…”

Who would come to a married couple’s bedroom at this late hour?

“Never mind then. By the way…”

Constantine still had a somewhat stiff expression.

“Why are you awake at this hour?”

“I was thirsty.”

Saena said that instead of saying she got up because she felt stuffy.

He looked at the cup in Saena’s hand and took it, perhaps feeling thirsty himself. He drank the water she had left.

“Then I noticed something strange about my shadow…”

“Pfft.”

Suddenly he made a sound of spitting water. Then he quickly turned his head while covering his face.

Come to think of it, that presence had felt somewhat similar to Constantine’s, hadn’t it?

Saena looked up at him intently.

“Was that you?”

“…Ahem. Khm. For your safety… your…”

Suddenly looking very embarrassed, he soon began to make lengthy excuses.

“Hmm. Really?”

“It is. Really, it wasn’t for any other intention…”

“You weren’t trying to monitor me, right?”

“Absolutely not. Just… because there have been many incidents around you, to notify me…”

Saena traced her memories.

Come to think of it, whenever she was in danger, he had appeared at just the right time remarkably often.

Back then, she was too busy calming her startled heart each time to question it, and vaguely thought it must have been because he had some Guardian Spirit ability (which was a correct assumption in the end), but who knew it was this method.

‘He seems to have been appearing suddenly for quite a while… since when exactly? And there was also the black bird… so did he plant double surveillance?’

There had been several such incidents before marriage too… even before they became close(?), hadn’t there?

“……”

Perhaps understanding the meaning of her scrutinizing gaze, Constantine wore another expression full of cold sweat.

“Hmm. Tell me honestly.”

“……”

“Since when have you liked me?”

His ears could be seen turning red.

“If you don’t tell me, I’ll keep suspecting. That you did it for surveillance purposes?”

“That…”

Constantine rubbed his eyes again with his large palm.

“I clearly realized it… when you joked that I had confessed my love while half-asleep.”

“…When you cried?”

“…Yes. I thought that joke could never become reality. I felt so regretful about that and that’s how I came to know my feelings.”

“Oh…”

“But thinking back carefully, I had liked you from much earlier than that.”

This time Saena wanted to cover her eyes.

Because the blue eyes gazing at her with deeply sunken gaze lines seemed too serious and deep, making her feel somewhat overwhelmed.

“From when you were trying so hard to avoid me…”

His hand moved toward her slowly, yet she couldn’t seem to avoid it, as if she were caught. 

Though it appeared to graze her lightly, it somehow firmly held her chin as he lowered his head. His lips, which started softly, brushed against her skin gently at first, then grew increasingly intense.

“I think I was dying of anxiety…”

Since then? Saena was a bit surprised. The Constantine she remembered from back then had seemed like a very relaxed adult man who was skilled at handling women…

“Somehow I can’t really sympathize…”

“You don’t know how much of an iron wall you were, and how much that made me suffer.”

He gently laid her down on the nearby sofa with a somewhat wistful expression.

“Mmng…”

His hand had already climbed up her thigh and slightly caressed the center as if gauging it. There was no need for underwear on nights she shared a bed with him. Just lifting the slip revealed her moist entrance that clung wetly to his fingertips.

The insides that clung moistly just from the slight touch of his fingertip gave way and clung as he applied a little force. He repeatedly inserted and withdrew just the tip of his finger.

Soon, the entrance, now slick beyond mere moistness, began to produce wet sounds in response to his finger movements. Unlike usual, he didn’t thr*st deeply but instead lingered at the entrance, deliberately teasing, as if trying to make her yearn for more.

Saena unconsciously spread her legs wider and wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him. The gesture of pressing his body against hers, wanting him to enter deeper, was instinctive.

“Constantine…”

Even after that, he teased just the entrance for a long while before moving his fingers wet with her fl*ids to press the inner flesh between her l*bia.

Hmph. A sobbing sound escaped her throat. His fingertip moved languidly as if spreading the fl*id that had been on his fingers onto her cl*toris. Saena unconsciously urged him on as his hand slowly caressed the sensitive flesh too leisurely.

“Stop that…”

Fortunately, as if understanding her signal, he positioned his already *rect member between her legs. The thick head poked and stimulated her entrance. Though the gl*ns almost entered, it didn’t go all the way in and only spread her wetness.

Saena twisted her waist, unable to bear the heat rising from her lower abdomen.

“Every time… it seemed like only I was desperate…”

“Hnng…”

Finally the thick head slowly spread her entrance as it entered. Though the feeling of her vaginal walls stretching that had tightened again overnight was tight, she tensed her abdomen in anticipation of what would come next, knowing how good it felt when he thr*st all the way to her deepest place.

However, he stopped halfway and suddenly began kissing her ankle while lifting her calf. When his tongue that had licked up her ankle bone went past her sole and began probing between her toes, she was startled and tried to pull her leg away.

“Co-Constantine!”

But because he was holding her tightly, far from pulling away her leg, her toes ended up being sucked. As though not minding the dirt, he put her toes in his mouth and moved his tongue tip like he’s tracing their shape while sucking them with smacking sounds.

“Don’t, nng, don’t do that–!”

With one hand sucking her leg and the other holding her pelvis, he slowly thr*st his hips up. His member that had been halfway in was buried to the hilt with that movement.

“Ah-huh!”

The feeling of being penetrated while having her toes sucked was very strange. Her inner walls clenched tightly at that single movement. As the heat seemed to gradually intensify from inside her abdomen, Saena twisted her waist while whimpering.

“Qui-quickly…”

Saena was desperate at Constantine’s actions of just sucking her toes while fixing his waist without moving.

“Quickly? How should I do it, my lovely wife?”

After sucking each of her five toes one by one as if they were candy, he finally removed his mouth and asked. His waist still hadn’t moved at all, and the smile hanging on his lips even seemed somewhat hateful.

“Stop teasing me…”

“Are you desperate? Because of me?”

Saena nodded while whimpering. Seeing that, Constantine let out a long satisfied sigh and slowly began moving his hips.

“Unng, yes.”

“Would you like me to do it harder?”

This time too, she nodded and clung to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Constantine smiled with satisfaction and strongly drove down his hips.

“Ahng! Mmng!”

The process of burying himself in her deepest place while parting her sticky inner walls was always welcome. Now he knew her body and its responses better than she herself did, and he liked how she would become desperate and urge him on after he slowly melted her through various positions over the long night.

As if he wanted to reveal how much he had endured or how desperate he had been all this time, it became a night of thoroughly teasing her in return.