Chapter 60 – Kindness
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It was late in the evening when Carl returned. Meanwhile, Arya beats, humiliates, and taunts Sophia.
Year of a pig. Bitch bitch. A year of living by selling one’s body.
But with the return of Carl Leben, the bullying ended, and Arya bowed her head to meet her sword. Arya trembled when Carl stood in front of her, and when she asked if she had taken good care of Sophia, she replied in a trembling voice that she did. When Sofia saw Arya, who had been so scared until just now, become so weak in an instant, she fell into complicated emotions.
“Sophia. Didn’t she say that Arya was bullying her by any chance?”
She didn’t even know what she was. Sophia silently shook her head at Carl’s kind question.
For some reason, Carl noticed that he was a little moved.
Sophia didn’t know that Carl directed all the action.
*
Silent Night. A night like that when you can hear each other’s breath and heartbeat. Carl and Sofia, both in their pajamas, were reading books, leaning against each other. As Carl turned the page, Sophia slowly read the words with sparkling golden eyes.
“Sad, this book. A love that only comes true after death.”
“Yes. I’m glad our love came true alive.”
“… Yes. That’s right.”
“Why are you reacting like that?”
“Just?”
Carl was kind. Carl’s voice and touch gently wrapped around Sophia. Carl put his hand on Sophia’s shoulder. Sophia’s head leaned against the knife. His heart pounded. It was like I wished for a daily life like this one day.
“Me, today.”
Sophia opened her mouth in a raspy voice. But for a long time Sophia said nothing. She tells Arya that she was beaten, so she wants to be comforted by Carl, but she is reluctant to tell her because if that happens, Arya will be scolded by Carl.
Sofia decided to just blame Carl.
“The knife hurt me.”
“What?”
“Really.”
Sophia closed her eyes. Nothing was resolved. She didn’t get her proper revenge on Arya, she didn’t understand Arya’s feelings for her, and she didn’t reassure Arya that he wouldn’t bully her again. But Sophia was fine. Arya couldn’t hurt Sophia when her sword was by her side.
“I’m so glad Carl is by my side.”
“What happened, Sophia?”
“No. Just.”
“It’s not like that.”
Sophia closes her eyes and feels her rustle in her ear. Carl’s silk nightgown rustled by his ears and brushed his cheeks. The soft, tickling touch and the rustling sound create an appropriate melody and are put into Sofia’s ears. Carl’s breath smelled faintly of mint.
It was good that Carl cared about him. It was good that he looked at her with concerned eyes. Knives are also scary when they are scary, but at times like this, he definitely feels loved and he is so happy. She seemed to be the main character of a fairy tale story. When she feeds her, kisses her, and strokes her gently.
“I was lonely because I didn’t have a knife. I guess I love knives too.”
In Sophia’s mouth, her tongue moves, inventing her words. As her sewing embroidered letters on her clothes, Sophia’s tongue moved back and forth to create a clear, high-pitched sound coming from Sophia’s throat. Sophia’s voice was low, and her saliva, tongue, and roof of her mouth made a gooey sound.
The voices that clung to each other were obscene, Sophia’s face was flawlessly innocent, and Sophia’s language was beautiful. Even though she is a Sophia who has come to know sex and pleasure, her innocence is still untainted.
“I wanted to see Carl—wasn’t it Carl? Please answer me. Huh?”
“I am.”
Pop. Carl cut her off and looked Sofia in the eyes. Sophia was looking up at her knife with her innocent eyes. Carl smiled when Sofia turned her head. Sophia is a magical woman.
Her plans for Sophia often go awry. There are times when she tries to bully Sophia and she suddenly says she loves her. There are times when her own hand hurts and hurts even when she hits Sofia on her cheek. She wants Sophia to see her tormented face madly, she desires Sophia’s crying face, and wants to indulge her Sophia’s body, but at the same time she wants to keep Sophia’s innocence. . It was a conflict between impulse and impulse. None of them had a will.
If that is love, then Carl loved Sophia.
“Byeongsinyeon.”
“Yes?”
Carl giggled.
“Sofia is a bad ass.”
“… “
Sophia looked at her knife with her shocked face. “Too bad.” Sophia’s somber voice reached Carl’s ears. “I was confessing my love to Carl, and Carl…” A melancholy, somber voice. Voice of distress. However, she was born overly beautiful when she was born, and she has a clear and beautiful voice even when she is full of gloomy emotions.
“If I’ve told you a thousand times and forgot. That’s sick.”
Took. Carl’s lips touched Sophia’s forehead, who was crying. Sofia’s face was buried in Carl’s wide embrace. Her big hand ran down Sophia’s back. Sophia found her comfort and her security in the suffocating arms of the knife. “It’s naughty, really. Can’t I just tell you I love you?”
The knife ran slowly through Sophia’s hair. Platinum hair, close to white, fluttered softly. Carl grabbed Sophia’s hair and pulled it. Sophia cocked her head, not resisting the force of her hair pulling. On top of that, Carl’s lips pounced. Her tongue dug deep into her mouth, raping Sophia’s tongue and slipping out.
“Right… Ah… “
Sophia looked at her knife with her dazed face. Her spittle stretched like her thread. Hurb. Sophia sucked in and swallowed, perhaps fearing that the drool would drip onto her clothes. Carl got an erection watching Sofia like that. The hardened sword’s cock touched Sophia’s skin. Sophia glared slightly at her knife.
“Something like this… ” “What is an erection?” “Be a little shy!” “Why me?” “That,”
Sophia’s body floated slightly. Sophia’s body was lifted and placed on top of her sword. Her erect cock made its way into Sophia’s cunt. The posture of hugging each other from the front. Carl liked this position. He strokes Sophia’s ass and rubs his cock into Sophia’s cunt. Sophia’s cheeks turned red.
“Are you doing it again?”
“Want?”
“Excuse me, lady.”
Carl thrust two of his fingers into Sophia’s mouth and pulled out her tongue. Sophia followed Carl’s orders without knowing why. Karl stroked Sofia’s tongue outside, then drool over it. I saw Sophia’s puzzled eyes.
“Mumble and swallow. Then I’ll tell you.”
“-“
Sophia didn’t know what he was talking about. However, she faithfully followed Carl’s orders. To swallow the saliva that the knife had flowed over the tongue several times in the mouth. It was embarrassing and disgraceful, but it was not a difficult order. “Did you swallow it?” “Yes.” “Show me.”
Sophia opened her mouth to show that she had swallowed her sword saliva. “All right?” Sophia was unaware of what Carl was ordering this to be rehearsal for. Carl smiled happily.
“I love you, Sophia.”
Sophia’s whole body throbbed. Every inch of her skin she touched with the knife tickled, heated, she was aroused. She was bumped lips again and again, but she wanted to bump them one more time.
“I love you too Carl. Kiss me.”
*
Arya was watching the whole scene in front of her slightly open door.
