He Is a Master Who Can’t Handle a Slave Properly - He Is a Master Who Can’t Handle a Slave Properly chapter 47

47 – Although the origin is not clear (1)

A week with her was like heaven for me, and on the other hand, it was also asceticism.

The moment she fully acknowledges and accepts her love, her desire to have me and her infinite greed appear in all her actions.

On the one hand, the look of caring for me and trying to treat me as precious as possible.

Although her actions were extreme, I was no longer afraid of them.

All of them were precious, cute, and alluring, and they could only accept her daring temptations.

After losing a leg, I felt something important change within me.

I was wrong.

she was right

My choices always made me choose the wrong answer in my relationship with her, only fueling conflict between us, and her choices always pursued my happiness.

Of course, even if it was pure white skin and warmth, a mess of happiness covered in saliva and mucus, I was definitely getting satisfaction.

It was even more so when I saw her humming while rubbing her belly next to me, and seeing her tingle somewhere in my heart.

A precious person to me. The person who ardently clung to me to have my child.

A day, maybe a person who tries to tie his life to me without accepting it as a relationship of a very short time.

The person who held my hand saying he would make a pretty knot.

That was the bond I found in this world.

With that thought, she became precious to me, and I kissed her on the cheek as she smiled while looking at my belly with me for a long time, and I held her other cheek with my other hand and enjoyed the soft touch.

Quietly, she put her own on my hand, squeezing her hand.

The cat in front of me was looking at me with a distorted face.

“The owner says yes. Michelle, can you help me?”

“…ummm…”

Pelter raised his voice a little higher with both hands on her waist as she rubbed her cheeks while rubbing her cheeks and enjoying the warmth in earnest.

“How do I get rid of all the messy futons and mattresses…”

However, the cat slowly lowered her voice as if she was stunned by her not listening even with the back of her ear and only paying attention to me.

“It’s ridiculous. No matter how much I’m the master’s slave, even if I’m paid for it – what the hell is this? All of them are so soaked that they can’t even be washed and have to be thrown away, and they have a nasty smell in the room for several days -“

…I felt a little sorry.

Still, if my nose had gotten weird – or if Pelter’s nose had been weird, I could be confident that the room was filled with a dizzyingly sweet smell at the time I was there.

I thought that maybe the pills she had been telling me to swallow had such an effect.

“Help me. Yes?”

When he came back before he knew it, he glanced at her as she sat down on her seat, and then softly covered Ellie’s lips.

For a moment, for a moment, I gently grabbed her neck and leaned against her as if I were going to suck out all of her sweet saliva.

“Eh, Ellie?”

Clearly, only I was reflected in her eyes as she glared at me as she let out a rough breath.

But the hand on my chest was also hers.

The sudden loss of her warmth made me feel a little uneasy.

“…Wait a minute. I’m sorry. Let’s get rid of them first. Huh?”

And with her hand gently tilting her head and grabbing the back of my neck –

She put a tiny bit of hot breath into my ear.

“Then let’s go upstairs again.”

The second floor was no longer a place for us to sleep and rest.

It was a mess in the first place and it was a mess with our body odor to the point that it had to be replaced once.

At the end she was so excited that she coveted me so wildly that she kicked me on top and kicked me –

Besides, several times, despite my exhaustion, I kissed her and burrowed into her arms.

Thanks to her, I’m in a state where I can’t properly get up from the sofa and see her off…

Even now, seeing her giving me a short last kiss, licking her lips and shaking her hand as if regretting it, a feeling of satisfaction filled my heart.

When I was there, she was happy.

When I respond to her, she is ecstatic.

While coveting my body wildly, it left countless marks on my body.

And yet, to the point of allowing me to fully embrace it, medicine, food, and even a little rest…

she was in love with me I knew very well how thick and thick it was.

This feeling that is still entrenched in me to the point that I can’t swallow it must be hers.

But it made me feel blissful.

To the point where my eyes slightly soared to the sky, to the point where I couldn’t bear to hold my body’s trembling with my arms, to the point where I couldn’t stand the occasional laughter –

I was so happy. I was insanely happy.

Is it common for people to truly love someone who has lost a leg?

no.

Is it common for people to tremble like crazy at the slightest expression of affection and stare at me intensely with eyes that cannot stand it until they attack me?

never.

How many people in this world are there who do not give up even though they have been pushed out many times?

That’s why compared to her, a person who is weak compared to her, who can’t do anything properly, and who doesn’t even have the talent to lead people –

A person who accepts that everything is fine and pours all of his abilities into the one person he will love –

Just having such a person by my side, I couldn’t bear to put the satisfaction that was rising to the top of my head into my body, and I had no choice but to exhale with a hot sigh.

“Puhaa… haa… hahahaha…”

I couldn’t stop smiling like I was crazy.

And when she came back to me, I stretched out my arms to her.

So naturally, as if her warm arms were of course mine,

And she, dazzlingly beautiful, also held me up with both hands with a smile on her face.

Sometimes I felt the part of my leg that I was supposed to touch was stirring the air, but whatever.

Her face I see is looking only at me with a clear and neat expression without a single doubt.

Alas, I truly fell in love with her.

And when that happened, everything she did was like a blessing to me.

I was infinitely grateful, and dark desires continued to creep up.

I wanted this person to be bound to me forever.

Look at me, only me forever…

I also wanted what she wanted.

Because she cried out to me that day, her dream.

I sincerely wanted to face children with rabbit ears.

The future that I once tried to shake my head and push away has now become my wish.

Therefore, I threw off my clothes and struggled to pull down my pants that hadn’t come down yet, and I was caught in her hand and faced the hot warmth as it was.

Intoxicated by her bouncy yet supremely soft skin, I stroked her as she still left her mark on my neck and occasionally bit her teeth.

i will marry her But you will also need to prepare for it.

I wanted to leave a lasting mark in her memory.

As if I’m wildly coveting her neck, as if I’m tying her with one arm and one leg,

Even if I give her a bit of strength, it will break in an instant, but since I have already become an inseparable and precious part to her, she doesn’t push me away, but rather tightens me in reverse…

I wanted to get a little closer to her so she couldn’t get away from me.

Even though it’s an empty finger now,

Although there is nothing there now,

I will definitely put a shiny gold ring on it and finish it.

If so… if so…

What will she show me?

Unable to overcome the pain that came from happiness that you showed me in front of me that day, she rolled around on the bed and hugged me tight.

Then again, you can’t control it, and you want to hug me with your body stretching and bouncing?

Or would they throw me into the bedroom like this and try to leave red marks all over me from the tips of my hands to my feet.

Clearly, she will accept anything I do.

What kind of person was the person who rejected her like this?

What have I been doing all these years without making her who is so happy go mad with even more happiness?

It was stupid. It was funny.

And, I was happy.

Drunk with the warmth, to the point where I couldn’t tell the difference.