Chapter 231 – 225 – That Night
It’s a perfect night. A moderately cool breeze blows through the slightly open window, and if you stick your hand out, you can almost feel the falling stars.
And at the same time, it is the worst night. It was difficult to sleep comfortably.
Who is the person lying in front of me with his back turned? TENA Everlight.
It’s something to be amazed by. I don’t know why I feel this way, but it’s mind-blowing.
Let’s calm down. This isn’t the first time I’ve fallen asleep in the same space as Thena. When I was young, I would sleep on my stomach with my arms and legs overlapping each other.
When we were a two-person party, we camped on the floor of a cave or in a tent.
···And every time we went camping, for a while, I would stare blankly at Thena, who had fallen asleep first, with open eyes. Without knowing the clear reason.
Today I’m wearing teddy bear pajamas. It’s so cute because it’s my first time seeing it. The gap with his usual strong and straight image is no joke.
And the crazy curves that are revealed through those pajamas…
The guy is tossing and turning. Even the curves shake. I can’t stand it because I’m jealous of the moonlight stroking that line to its heart’s content. I try to erase the gloomy thoughts, but…
···Should I try to erase it?
Think about it, Tan. Thena only got her own room. And she openly said that she wasn’t in the mood for two rooms.
You know what it means when a girl says something like that. But, ‘Should I just sleep today?’
Are you out of your mind?
···I am sane.
One, I want to give Thena her first experience as a gift. I know that in some ways it is a young and childish idea. We already confirmed our feelings for each other, and I also know that Tena has been waiting for a very long time.
But I don’t want to gloss over that event. Thena loved me before any of her colleagues, and she killed that love to save me and her world.
Wouldn’t it be too much if no one paid Thena for her sacrifice? At least I shouldn’t ignore it as if it never happened.
I want to give you the best day. A day that starts the calmest and ends the hottest, filled with memories that only we can recall like a pointillist painting.
Two. Let’s give it a rest. For the past few days, I’ve been rolling and running repeatedly to clear out Newtrak, and didn’t I end up going 1-on-1 with a 12-meter hydra?
It would have been much easier if the goal was just to defeat it, but I was the one who suggested handling it delicately and getting the loot. I’m shamelessly saying this even though I’m not fighting directly.
In battle, having a backpack is helpful, but fighting is done with a sword, not a backpack. It was Thena who killed the Hydra and protected the nearby residents. It is also thanks to Thena that she can take off her bones, poison glands, and skin and sell them. Not me.
So no matter how much I want to hold your warmth close to me. Even if the feelings of compensation for the tiring past year began to well up in tears at this moment.
Even if that embarrassing body part that sometimes gets out of control starts twitching as if it’s going to explode.
I can’t bear to wake you up, lying on your back and shivering like an angel.
I want to get up and quietly leave, but I can’t even bring myself to do that. I’m afraid I’ll wake you up. I’m afraid that when you wake up and ask me why I did that, I won’t be able to think of an excuse to make.
I toss and turn for no reason and change my posture. I placed my forehead, which was starting to feel hot, against Tena’s neck for no reason. Was it a mistake? Or was it the most timid expression of my desire to feel you?
Perhaps, through the power given to me by the goddess, I darkly wanted to spy on you to see what you were dreaming about.
And that action, whose intention was unclear even when I thought about it myself, came back with a very embarrassing result.
The man lying behind me now, groaning, is Tan. Tannhäuser Bantay.
The porter I love most in the world.
What?
Compared to those whose personality evaluations are sometimes omitted because they are essential in any party, combatants are closer to a replaceable force.
Contrary to popular belief, war is not fought with trained arms and sharp swords. The feet that walk and the food that goes into the stomach do this.
All I know how to do is swing a sword a little better than others. What I did today was a few hours of dating, an hour or two of running, and just 4 minutes of engagement.
However, the work of the porter with the heavy backpack continued virtually all day today. We carried not only meals for two people and extra clothes, but also materials to crush dozens of Newtrock oysters.
After the burden became lighter, they had to dismantle the hydra’s bones and flesh and carry them back. No matter how much you have the aptitude to carry weight efficiently, there is no way it won’t be difficult.
In other words, the person who suffered the most today was Tan.
It’s him. Not me.
You horny bitch.
What?
So, even if the parts of my body that I couldn’t control sometimes ended up getting soaked again.
Even though I tried to seduce her as if I was forcing her, my heart keeps pounding as I remember the embarrassment I felt when I heard, ‘Let’s put off your precious first experience until later.’
There’s no way I would have the courage to wake him up, who must have had a much harder time than me, and to beg him that he couldn’t wait until later.
Was the work that hard? Tan keeps letting out small, faint moans, as if he’s having a bad dream.
It may be a weak scream that comes from working hard, but perhaps I’m immature, so I keep imagining mischievous things with that sound.
May Ishtar, the goddess of love, forgive this sinful woman
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·It wasn’t a funny idea, Tena. What is forgiveness?
My heart is excited
I wouldn’t know if they were peeking at me and giggling as much as they wanted.
He’s probably just spying on the bullet to his heart’s content. When I thought that the moonlight seeping from behind her back might be her eyes, for some reason
It’s so disgusting I can’t stand it. I can’t even dare to turn over because I’m scared of waking him up under the blanket.
Before I knew it, I could feel heat at the back of my neck. It looks like Tan was tossing and turning and put his forehead against his neck. How can you be so careless? My body was exhausted.
Let’s calm down. When we were young, didn’t we lie down on each other’s stomachs as pillows?
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·Isn’t there a difference between then and now? Unlike when I was young and naive, now I can think of so many possibilities just by your body temperature.
It was difficult to hold on any longer. I pretended to turn over, pulled my butt out, and fell a little. Then I bit my lip and put my hand down my pajama pants.
To solve it quietly alone.
···What did I just spy?
Sorry. Burnt. I’ll finish it as quickly as possible.
What do you end up with?
···Must be informed. I have to clear my throat to let them know that I’m still awake. This kind of spying is not good. This is why we were wary of the gift given by the goddess.
But a part of my heart rebelled against my conscience. Can’t we just stay like this a little longer? You don’t know. Shouldn’t I just shut up?
I feel like my thoughts are being torn apart. These divided selves pour out enormous criticism at each other.
Fuck you. Burnt. This is a chew. Does this crazy guy have shame? Because that’s the way they think, aren’t porters being framed as horny scoundrels?
Wouldn’t it be ruder to let people know you’re awake and make them nervous about being caught? Solve it gently and let it fall asleep. It’s better for both of us because Tena will be less embarrassed that way.
Why don’t you just ask me to fuck you for an hour while you’re so upset, you asshole? I don’t have the courage to do that, but I want to satisfy my lust somehow…
I feel endlessly miserable as I repeatedly criticize myself on a topic I can’t even touch.
It was fortunate that Thena was lying down. Because she didn’t want to face her thinking like this.
Suddenly I feel like we are too close together. That fact reminds me of something, and the moment I lean back in shock…
Thena quietly pretended to turn over and covered her mouth.
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·Is that thing that just touched your butt, by any chance, ‘that’?
Wow. And. Wait for a sec. And. Are you awake? No. Probably not.
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·What if I’m awake?
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·What if I’m awake? Be embarrassed, you idiot!
What should I do? Should I turn around and lie down?
What if I keep my eyes open?
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·What if I close my eyes?
What are you going to do…?
Shall I lower my pants just a little?
Oh my god.
Just, just what it looks like
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Try it. Thena. Lie down somewhere and secretly take off Tan’s pants. If you have the courage, try it.
Be honest. What’s the use of lying to yourself? You idiot.
I’m doing it because I feel like I can’t do it with just my fingers because it’s so frustrating and painful.
Couldn’t it be better to just add the end? You might not even notice it if it’s just the end. Isn’t that what you think?
No. I am that much
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No, actually, that’s right. I guess I’m crazy
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I’m going crazy too.
Before I know it, I can feel cold sweat running down my neck. There’s probably moisture on your forehead too.
It would be nice to think that sweating is just because the skin is in contact.
Thanks to you, I can rest very comfortably. You crazy bitch.
Ah, why. I haven’t done anything yet
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Just thinking about it is a problem. Isn’t that why warriors these days are suffering from controversy over abuse of power because that’s how they think? When working-level staff work hard to keep up, they use their excess energy to act like thugs.
How much do you want to bother the guy who won’t be able to walk properly tomorrow morning because of muscle pain?
Better wake me up. Wake me up and palm me like a cat
Some ass
Why don’t you ask for a knock?
I made the mistake of imagining such a scene. The blood is rushing there, and it feels like it’s going to burst.
The muscle pain is probably severe. I can’t sleep thanks to thoughts of hurting you.
Pathetic masturbation that involves covering one’s mouth, squirming, and holding one’s breath. A tingling sensation clearly arises from the lower abdomen.
She’d touched herself a few times, but she’d never done anything this perverted with Tan so close. Even if it’s just a little bit, our skin is touching…
It’s a good thing that she can’t show her face to Tan because she’s lying on her back. The moment her sweat dripped down onto the bedsheets, she felt her climax approaching…
A realization passed me through my struggling breathing. She is too hot. The body temperature transmitted from Tan’s forehead.
···Are you really sleeping?
Heo Eok.
