Chapter 181 – Anecdotal- Aftermath (3)
Rattle, rattle.
The shaking of the wagon was quite large, probably because the road was less paved.
It’s not that the vibration is uncomfortable.
It is for ‘yourself’.
Einstein inadvertently looked at the woman leaning on his shoulder.
It was Aria who fell asleep as soon as she got into the carriage, probably because of her tight schedule.
A faint sound of breathing is heard.
It shakes a lot, but I sleep well.
In the past, I suffered from carriage sickness.
Seeing the image that I have become accustomed to, the feeling is different.
Einstein straightens her disheveled bangs and watches the sunset descend below her horizon.
She is a sight to see every time, but it comes special to be with her beloved.
A scene like a treasure.
Her empty chest is filled with something.
Something warm and dense.
Einstein said she wasn’t as empty as she used to be.
He kissed her on the cheek of her aria and hugged her gently.
The fragrant smell of flesh drifts at the tip of her nose.
“It’s nice to be with you.”
He could say it again and again, whether Arya listened or not.
Day after day, week after week, year after year.
With an unchanging heart.
“It’s nice to have a place to go back with you.”
He lives with Arya.
They didn’t officially get married.
It’s because it’s been delayed for some reason.
Should do it slowly
Wedding.
Where can I get a meal?
Who would you like to invite as a guest?
Also, when will Arya be notified?
The corners of his mouth didn’t want to go down just by continuing these trivial thoughts.
It was a happy future plan.
* * *
It was after the sun had set and the thick darkness was thick that the carriage arrived at the nest of the two.
“It’s all over, Aria.”
Tuk-tuk, Arya slowly blinked her eyes as Astein tapped her on the shoulder a couple of times.
Looking around her, she asked in a languid tone.
“Are you arriving already?”
“Yes. Did you sleep well?”
“Ahhh, I fell asleep without realizing it…”
“It was cute.”
It was a tone more playful than usual.
Arya asked again, pressing her forehead with her index finger and thumb.
“… Did you pick that nose too?”
“No?”
“Then did you drool?”
“Um, a little bit?”
“… This.”
A lot of saliva came out as Arya wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
I’m glad I didn’t snore her, but it was embarrassing to see her drooling.
Because of her shame, her words naturally came out curtly.
“… What’s so cute about sleeping while drooling profusely?”
“Did you wake up?”
“Thanks.”
“I’m glad. Then let’s go in.”
Aria woke up from her sleep and staggered to her feet, and Einstein supported her.
“I’m not as groggy as this.”
“It looks bad for that.”
“… It’s because her head is pounding.”
“Is that all?”
Einstein’s longing gaze turned to Arya.
Sharp person.
She let out a sigh at that gaze that seemed to have thoroughly grasped her inner thoughts.
“… I’m not happy with what we were trying to do to Makarov because it seems like he was caught.”
“What if he knows? He is no longer a child, is he?”
“You look like a woman who is always in heat. Also, a place is a place.”
Einstein bit into Arya’s ear lobe and whispered sweetly.
“When do you say you identified a place?”
She shrugged her shoulders and made a small protest.
“D, it would be embarrassing to get caught.”
“Because I am shy.”
“It must be that Ain doesn’t care about other people’s eyes on her.”
“That’s right, only Arya’s gaze is important to me. Is the aria different?”
“Again, you say that again. Are you really cowardly? On a fictional day, you only use extra money.”
“Pay money?”
“She doesn’t have to know Ain.”
“Ah, I’m curious, so tell me.”
“I don’t like it, Merong.”
It was Aria who stuck out her dainty tongue and pulled under her eyes with her index finger.
“Who is this cute?”
Ain stroked Aria’s hair.
Hehe, or heehee, or something.
Unable to contain her laughter, she clung to her child’s arm.
“Am I cute?”
“What do you say?”
“Still, what I want to hear is people’s feelings.”
“It’s cute, really.”
If Azazel had listened to her, she was the kind of person who casually spits lines that would have made her vomit.
A straight mansion could be seen in front of them.
It was a mansion large enough to be rather desolate for just the two of them to live.
They entered the mansion, ate and bathed, and then entered the same room.
The soft light from the candles softly lit the room.
Arya let out a sigh and threw herself on the bed.
Her soft bed took her very easily.
“Take off her clothes and go to sleep.”
Arya, who buried her face in her pillow, turned her head at Ain’s words.
Her lips curved like a crescent moon.
It is a face full of mischievous mischief.
“Then take it off, Ain.”
“Are you a kid?”
“Aye.”
“Cheup.”
It was Ain who burst into laughter.
As she was struggling to control her expression, Aria shouted one more time.
In the end, Ain laughed for a while and wiped the tears from her eyes with her index finger.
“… You pretended to be ashamed and then you became pretty brazen?”
“It’s embarrassing to South Korea, but I’m not ashamed of Ain!”
“Is that so? Why does such a person stutter?”
“I don’t know! Take it off anyway!”
It’s nice to be able to play around like a child.
Einstein carefully took off Arya’s holy clothes.
As I undressed her, physical contact with her was unavoidable.
Every time skin-to-skin touched slightly, Einstein and Arya’s eyes met.
Each time they gave each other a soft smile.
A pretty neckline, dizzying collarbones, and a back that curves like a steep valley.
A waist with a finite curve like a pot, a wide hips and a voluptuous buttocks.
Slim straight abs and tight thighs.
Even if you try not to be conscious of it, if you are a man, it is a physical beauty that will fix your eyes on you.
Arya, perhaps noticing the sinister gaze, moistened her lips with her tongue.
“Are you excited?”
“I think I just gained some weight…”
“It’s because of my mood.”
Arya cuts off her Einstein remark with her single slash.
“Is it?”
“Yes! And Ain did too! It’s better to have a fleshy house when you’re holding it, he said!”
It was an embarrassingly poor self-justification.
While Ain took off her Aria’s robe, she brushed her chin and replied.
“It’s a little too fat to look unsightly.”
“Whew, is it ugly? I?”
It was Arya whose eyes started to widen as if she was quite shocked.
“It’s a joke, but I take it too seriously. Are you always pretty?”
“… Is it fun to tease people?”
“It’s so much fun.”
She puffed out her cheeks and jerked her head away as if she were really pouting.
She’s so nasty to even do that, I know what it’s like to put it in her eyes and it won’t hurt.
“Do you think you will be ugly? Look, how excited were you to see you?”
Einstein took her Aria’s hand and made her touch her own undergarment.
It was definitely hot and loud.
“… Aren’t you tired?”
“Because I never did it today.”
Aria lifted her upper body after halfway removing her castle clothes.
The recoil stirred her large breasts.
Her flushed face is quite erotic.
“Do you want to hold me like that?”
“Of course. Are you going to keep teasing people?”
“Oh, whoops.”
“But since you’re tired, shall we rest today?”
“That, that’s not going to happen!”
Arya was fingering Einstein’s booty, then she put his hand on the mouth of her belly, she said.
“Ain has an obligation to stamp me!”
“Are you obligated?”
She patted her belly, which was supposed to be her womb, and said as if it were a promise.
“You have to take lots and lots of pictures here! Because I want to have Ain’s child!”
“Aria, it’s hot.”
She is a former saintess who belatedly realizes how shameless and lewd her words are, and swallows her breath.
“What do you think she would consider a woman in heat all the time? That’s right.”
She was referring to Arya’s words and actions, saying she was ashamed that she was caught trying to do naughty things to Makarov.
Even so, Aria’s reddened face became even more red.
“It is not. I only do that when I’m with Ain…”
“Then she’s in heat all the time, right? You won’t fall for me.”
It was a logically flawed statement.
“Oooh.”
She had a lot to say, but in the end, she thought it would all be replaced by useless excuses.
Meanwhile, Einstein pushed Arya’s upper body with her palm, knocking her over.
Arya stares at the ceiling with a flutter, and Astein appears on her retina.
The distance where they could touch each other if she raised her head.
Warm breaths cross each other, confirming the lust and lust in each other’s eyes.
Their lips mingled together and their tongues sticking together tenaciously.
The act of stopping breathing, interlacing, mingling, and holding each other’s tongues.
How long did it last
Like a long, solid line, the saliva that connected the two lips cut off.
“Huh, huh.”
Rough breathing.
Reminded face.
Arya stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Einstein’s neck in her plaintive tone.
“Ain, please feel me.”
“I served it so appetizingly, but it’s strange to refuse it.”
A pair of shadows overlap.
The night for the two of them is long.
Very much
