The Villainess in the Romance Fantasy Is Strange - Chapter 81



81. A Journey for Two (10)

“… … .”

I’m not stupid. Asking “What do you mean?” here is a violation of manners between men and women.

Pretend to know even when you don’t, and pretend to know even when you do. It’s the man’s job to accept the signals Leah sends in the least embarrassing way possible.

In fact, it would be right for a man to make this kind of suggestion first, but… … I hesitated, wondering if it was really okay, so it ended up being a little late. So, from now on, from this moment on, let’s take the lead like men.

… … heart pounding.

The moment I made up my mind, I could feel Leah’s heartbeat through our skins. It was beating so hard that for a moment I thought I had two hearts. Leah was surprised too, so she put her hand on my chest.

“The heartbeat is really loud. … … Right?”

“……yes.”

Leah’s body seemed to be getting hotter than mine. Her round hand was touching my chest, and it was getting hotter. I felt the strange and peculiar heat for a while, then I gently held her hand and kissed her left cheek.

side.

“……oh.”

A red blush blooms on Leah’s pale cheeks.

I felt it was strange and cute that she reacted like this with a kiss on the cheek even though we had already shared a passionate kiss, so I kissed her again.

Leah, who only made a sound of air escaping, seemed embarrassed and ticklish. She twitched her body, not knowing what to do, and then closed her eyes tightly and hugged me.

I lowered my head, placed my lips on Leah’s nape, and carefully applied pressure.

“Ugh… … .”

I didn’t mean to tease her, but the stimulation was a little too strong, so Leah swallowed her breath. I felt a little sorry, so I relaxed my grip a little and continued to press our lips together.

After about 30 seconds, I thought it was enough, so I raised my head and gently licked the back of her neck.

“… … What, what did you do?”

Leah asked, rubbing the part where my lips had touched and then left.

“I marked it.”

“Marking… … ?”

Because I didn’t want any other man to get his eyes on my woman. This lip print was like a warning message to other males in the world, and a marking of territory.

He slyly hid his intentions and kissed Leah on the cheek before smiling softly.

“Yes, marking.”

“… … Ah, uhm.”

When I stroked her cheek, she nodded her head awkwardly. I didn’t miss that opening and placed my lips on the nape of her neck on the other side.

And then I sucked it so carefully that it sounded a little frivolous.

This time, Leah flinched as if she was slightly hurt, and hugged me tightly. I could hear her breathing, a mixture of excitement and slight pain. But I didn’t let go, and I left a deep lip mark on Leah’s neck, like a wild animal leaving its mark on its territory.

“Huh… … Cain, do you know that you’re acting so perverted right now… …?”

At the point where I’m taking a bath with a woman naked, I’m already a considerable pervert, and the same goes for my partner, Leah. We’re both already perverts.

That level of selling couldn’t stop me from going half-mad. I left a lip mark on her nape and moved my lips to her collarbone. I licked and sucked gently. As Leah’s soft skin met my lips, a sweet scent rose up and my head became increasingly dizzy.

“Whew… … !”

“……ha.”

This is driving me crazy.

I know that carving my lips and teeth marks into Leah’s perfectly healthy skin is not normal behavior. I know it’s a perverted behavior. I know that, but for some reason, I just can’t stop.

A suspicion begins to grow that a woman’s skin contains pheromones or something magical that drives men crazy.

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I exhaled roughly and licked Leah’s pale skin where my lips had left their marks.

“… … Huh, pervert.”

“… … .”

I should feel bad when I’m called a pervert, but I don’t know why I feel turned on. Am I really a pervert, like Leah said?

Even though I had such doubts, I didn’t stop my actions. I slightly opened my lips and left a lip mark on Leah’s skin, and licked it repeatedly with my tongue, leaving numerous kiss marks.

If a stranger had seen Leah’s nape, they would have no idea what had happened, as she slowly raised her head, leaving a strange mark on it.

Leah looks down at me with a bitter smile.

“……Cain?”

“yes.”

I did it because I was in the mood… … But was it too much?

I was hesitating whether to offer an apology or not, but Leah suddenly straightened her back.

As my eye level rose in an instant, my usual perspective of looking down at Leah was reversed.

Leah, who is now about a head taller than me.

I forced myself to look away from the huge chest that was flaunting its presence right before my eyes and looked up at her.

Leah, her cheeks flushed, smiled mischievously and grabbed my shoulder.

“You were really excited… … ?”

“……that is.”

It was the moment when I was about to make excuses.

“… … Eight!”

Leah suddenly came closer to me, holding my head in her arms. As her lips met my soft chest, I involuntarily swallowed my breath.

Kwuk-.

My eyes widened as I felt the sweet scent, soft skin, fluffy sensation, and pleasant softness all at the same time. I forced myself to hold back my mouth from opening, and only slightly raised my gaze in embarrassment.

Since I couldn’t open my lips in this state, I looked into her eyes and asked with only my gaze.

‘… …Why are you doing this?’

“You were joking around, so I’m going to joke around with you too?”

It’s not something you should say after hugging and kissing each other so tightly just now, but isn’t this skinship too daring to be called a joke?

He doesn’t just hug me, he presses his face right up to my chest and hugs me. When he does this, his lips repeatedly brush against my sensitive spots without me even meaning to.

Even though Leah, the person involved, knew that very well, she didn’t bite or let go of my body. Instead, she gently stroked the back of my head as if encouraging me to do so.

“You sucked the neck and collarbone, but why don’t you suck here?”

“… … .”

“Huh? Why aren’t you sucking it? Yeah, uh… … ?”

Leah, who was rubbing the back of my head, asked playfully. But I couldn’t answer at all. Not only was it impossible to touch my lips if I spread them apart, but I couldn’t come up with a proper counterargument to the question, ‘Why aren’t you sucking this side?’

Since I couldn’t see well, I twitched my hands and lightly grabbed what I assumed to be Leah’s waist and buttocks. Surprised, Leah let out a “huh” and hugged me tightly. Thanks to that, I was hugged tightly to her chest and experienced the greatest happiness a man can feel.

“Now, you’re touching my waist and butt too… … ?”

Leah touched my shoulder.

“… … In just a little while, you’ll start feeling other places too?”

When I didn’t respond, Leah reached out her hand to my spine and began stroking it slowly.

As I felt Leah’s fingers touch the muscles of my back that had been trained through ceaseless swordsmanship training, a hot sigh escaped my lips.

“Cain.”

The arm holding my head loosened a little.

I tilted my neck back slightly and met Leah’s eyes.

“Do you like me?”

“No, I don’t like it.”

He took a deep breath and answered immediately.

“i love you.”

“Ugh, idiot… … .”

Leah smiled faintly and hugged me back.

Just before my vision was obscured, I saw Leah’s cheeks turn bright red… … Did I see something wrong?

“……I love you too.”

Leah, who was rubbing my shoulder, muttered softly.

Then he pushed my bangs to the side with his hand, slightly lowered his face, and kissed my exposed forehead.

After receiving a kiss on Leah’s forehead, I put strength into my hands on her waist and hips and hugged her tightly.

“… …Is it okay if I do that?”

Without waiting for an answer, Leah lowered herself and hugged me tightly, then placed her lips on my collarbone as I had done.

side.

Immediately after the softest sound, I felt a slight stinging pain on my collarbone where Leah’s lips had met. She was also leaving a lip mark on my body.

“yes.”

As I rubbed her back to tell her to do as much as she wanted, Leah really started to do as much as she wanted.

“Yeah, you’re mine anyway… … .”

To prevent me from getting away, she uses her chest and lower abdomen to push me against the wall of the bathtub, and by moving her head little by little, she carves numerous lip marks on my collarbone and the back of my neck.

When I glanced at the part where Leah’s lips had touched and then parted, there were red marks along the shape of her plump lips. All of those marks were in places that were easily visible to others. If someone passing by looked at me, they would not be able to help but notice that they were kiss marks engraved by a woman.

Well, like Leah said, I am Leah’s. Leah is mine, so it doesn’t matter how many marks like this remain… … .

“… … Phew, swoosh, swoosh.”

“… … .”

The sound is secondary, but there are a bit too many.

I felt like my collarbone and the nape of my neck would be covered in lip prints, so I patted Leah on the butt to calm her down.

“… …Isn’t that enough now?”

“Yeah, just one more… … .”

Leah, who had managed to carve one more, took her lips off, smiled prettily, and rubbed the bridge of her nose.

“……uh?”

Then suddenly, startled, he touched my left cheek with his finger.

“Cain, the mark on your cheek is gone… …?”

“Pattern? … … Ah.”

Is this a sign symbolizing the curse of misfortune?

I rubbed my left cheek with my hand and looked at the nape of Leah’s neck. If the mark on my left cheek had disappeared, then the one on Leah’s neck would have disappeared as well.

“uh.”

As Leah had said, the pattern had really disappeared. Even though I searched the entire nape of my neck just in case, there was not a single trace of the ‘pattern that looked like a clover cut in half’.

“I guess it disappeared over time… … .”

“Yes, I think so.”

The curse of misfortune weakens over time, so it was said that the pattern would completely disappear in about 10 years, but it’s now. What a coincidence.

“… … .”

“… … .”

10 years.

When I first met Leah, she was exactly ten years old, so now we’re both twenty years old.

I looked at Leah quietly, wondering and amazed that we had been together for ten years.

Leah moved her body a little, then shyly raised her eyes and spoke to me.

“Hey… … Cain?”

“yes.”

“Now, we’re twenty years old too, right?”

“Yes, twenty years old.”

“Well, then… … From now on, it’s okay to have a child, right… …?”

“… … .”

“… … Uh, what do you think? Cain, you and I, have a child. … … Whoa!”

I jumped up from my seat.