IHMEB - Chapter 35 < Kaian >
Having An Enemy's Baby
“I want to do it one more time.”
Then, I wondered what he would say other than 'You're not afraid.'
‘I don’t like that. It should not be remembered as a memory of your first kiss.'
Even though we had shared each other several times and knew that we were husband and wife, my feelings reared my heads as I was unable to let go of my attachment to our relationship.
I covered my face with both hands.
Then the man's head lowered towards me as if trying to figure out what to do.
A cute little sound caught lightly and passed between my fallen lips.
Both of us seemed to be wet up to the top of our heads, and even though our lips were just grazing each other as if we were not, the feeling of us sticking to each other and then falling off added to the disappointment, as if we had picked and eaten unripe cherry fruit.
It was then that Kaian, who had been watching me do as I did, made his move.
"Oh."
He held my hips in his arms under the water and grabbed the back of my neck with his other hand.
"Kiss. That’s not how you do it.”
"Yes? That....”
Kaian roughly placed his lips on mine and invaded my insides that were hidden by my lips.
Is there a different way to kiss? The short question, 'Yes?', which contained a question, melted and disappeared in my mouth in a frantic stirring.
“....”
I was held in Kayan's arms and breathlessly shared my breath with him.
Divided?
It was almost fair to say that I had been taken away.
The lukewarm lake water that had coolly surrounded my body just a moment ago became heated by the heat between him and me, and it pooled warmly on my breasts.
"Ha. Ha."
When my lips were placed on the violent occupier, I helplessly leaned my head on his shoulder and gasped for air.
Even with his arms around me Kaian unhesitatingly waded through the water towards the lakeside.
A body that had been floating in the water for a while was pushed to land, and as the land pulled, it immediately felt cold.
I shrugged my shoulders and quivered my lips.
But it soon got better.
It seemed as if a monster had emerged from the lake.
The man coming out of the water was agile and fast.
The huge, solid body pressed down on the small woman’s body in an instant.
As if my chill evaporated, other sensations enveloped my body.
It’s been a while since Kaian felt the urge to kiss Claudel.
As several nights passed after the first night, Kaian did not give Claudel a kiss on her lips.
He had never met a woman before.
Before the death of the ancestral Duke of Temnes, he was told that Queen Silvia had inquired about his marriage to Princess Bianque.
There is a brother and sister with blond hair and blue eyes who look exactly like a Queen.
He grew up with them like real brothers and sisters rather than their cousins, so when it came to his marriage to Bianque, he immediately thought that they were incestuous relatives.
In the Kingdom of Oberon, marriages between cousins were quite common.
Kaian knew in his head that in other countries, there are marriages between uncle and nephew, but the thought of him and Bianque becoming a couple gave him a strong feeling of rejection as if that wasn't going to work.
At that time, Kaian firmly stated his intention to leave off the talk of marrying Bianque.
Temnes raised his descendants in asceticism for generations, and as far as Kaian knew, his father had no women other than his mother.
Of course, there may have been limits to a child's knowledge of their parents' private lives.
Also, now he doesn't know if his father had a woman without his mother's knowledge.
The reason he's strongly convinced that there was probably no extramarital affair is because the previous Duke of Temnes had a personality of not saying nonsense.
He was not the kind of duplicitous character who preached to his child, Kaian, about the misfortune that the Lord's corruption would bring, while enjoying himself in silence.
Kaian respected that and considered it something to emulate.
As a result, he never met a woman, and occasionally he overheard the stories of men who were heavily drunk after a fierce battle on the battlefield and were talking loudly like a street gangster.
‘Hehe. Last night, the old woman put her lips on me.'
'It's so good I'm dying.'
'Haha! It's just that I'm so anxious to be liked.'
The story of stealing a courtesan's lips was such a big deal that it turned out to be a major part of the repertoire.
According to them, the one thing women who spend the night with for money never allow is their lips.
They say you only kiss with someone you share your feelings with.
Afterward, Kaian thought that the guy who first started talking would never have been allowed to approach a woman.
Women were delicate and difficult beings.
So did his mother, his aunt Queen Silvia, and his younger half-cousin sister Bianque.
There's no way a grumpy guy could have gotten the idea that women only give if they have a good heart.
That's what he understood. These guys, covered in blood and wielding swords during the day, were bragging as if they had acquired the horn of a unicorn.
Nevertheless, the saying that women only allow kisses to like-minded people seemed credible.
As he watched Claudel grit her teeth and keep her mouth shut all through the night, he thought the story he had heard through the grapevine that women did that was true.
It seems like she showed her will to allow hier body but not her mind.
Kissing a woman with her eyes tightly closed with a tired face seemed impossible in that atmosphere.
After Herzol got better, Claudel's lips, whose color had returned, hovered over his eyes like flower petals blown by the wind, and sometimes like butterflies fluttering alive, but Kaian could not easily reach out.
It was as if he had already been rejected.
Because Claudel has never wanted him.
'Can I kiss you?'
It was Claudel who approached him first.
A hand touched his cheek as if asking for permission.
And the woman in his arms, looking up at his face, seemed to have Kaian in mind.
As if he meant something to her.
He knows it can't be like that.
Claudel of Vermont was forced to marry Kaian of Temnes by order of the king.
The only thing that caught her fancy in the land of Rowen was the tombstone that lay cold in the castle catacombs.
Claudel did not come to Rowen to marry him. She was a woman who came here intending to die.
Kaian, who had been thinking a lot about having such a person as his wife, found it funny.
He was so angry when he saw a woman trying to escape from here by dying without my permission.
So he saved that woman.
In the realm of the Lord of Rowen and Duke of Temnes, he is there to remind the woman who wants to die as she pleases that there is nothing in this world that does not go his way.
“Just a little slower...”
A faint moan passed through her lips, touched his cheek, and passed by his ear.
The baskets containing the food that Claudel had prepared for him were pushed to the side and left lying around, and the flowers in the cute wreath she had made were messed up and crushed by their gestures.
'Why did you say you were going to teach me how to swim?'
Kaian's throat burned as he looked at the woman lying on the water.
The woman's red hair fluttering above the blue sky reflected on the water seemed to be a mysterious halo.
Sunlight fell gently on her moist white skin.
Underneath the wet clothes that swayed gently as the water flowed, her body, which Kaian had once coveted in exchange for ten carriages, was reflected as if anxious.
Looking at this, Kaian felt like he was drying out while submerged in the water.
It occurred to him that what he felt every night while looking at the sleeping woman was just a warning to bring him to this test.
The golden eyes of the woman who opened her eyes were so beautiful.
Kaian took Claudel's hand away, forgetting that he would hold her and that he had told her to trust him not to mess with her.
Because he had the urge to touch those eyes.
But he didn't know that the drowning woman would do that.
‘Oh, you liar. You say you don't play around.'
The moment she got angry at him and hit Kaian's chest with a fist that could not have been a threat.
His heart ached.
Every time Claudel's small fist hit his chest, something touched his heart.
The kiss was permission and recognition.
Did the fact that she placed her lips on his mean that she was at least willing to accept him as her husband?
But it was not the time to question such things.
“Duke...”
Wet clothes couldn't get in the way of touching Claudel.
As kissing was added to the act of urging him on, her gestures became incomparably more erotic than before.
Was it this sensitive area that she used to eat and talk?
Kaian lusted after Claudel’s lips.
But the more he had what he was dreaming of, the more he felt as if his soul was being taken away by the woman with each kiss.
'Father. As the lord of Temnes, I did as you taught me to avoid becoming corrupted.'
He never once did anything shameful as a successor and never wanted to escape the heavy responsibility placed upon him.
Why didn't his father tell him that he would be so captivated by the person who was his wife?
He may gradually attach meaning to and become obsessed with the woman he first had an affair with.
Rather than just teaching him not to mess around and complicate the family lineage, it would have been more appropriate to teach him how to suppress his uncontrollable greed for the woman he took as his wife.
Kaian greedily caressed Claudel before pulling away from her body.
It was not an action for self-restraint but for the next.
He narrowed her eyes and saw that the area around her eyes and her lips, which had been rubbed for a long time, were all red.
As soon as she noticed him at the end of a line of sight, Kaian became even more urgent.
When he tried to pull down the wet, sticky clothes, Claudel freaked out.
"No, Duke.”
“No one comes here.”
It was a place where no one could come near the sponsorship so that the two could spend time together.
Claudel seemed to be in awe of Kaian's sorrow, so she shook her head and shook her shoulders.
"That... This doesn't make sense. No way."
Kaian kissed her again, seeing that reason was returning to the woman's dazed eyes.
“Huh.”
The thin voice was nice to hear.
The sound made by the passionate woman sounded like plucking the thinnest line of a harp.
“Duke. Please stop it."
However, as he did not seem to be going away easily, the woman lying in the flower field kept keeping him in check.
“Claudel.”
When he called her name, the woman's eyes, like the bright noon sun, widened.
“You call my name too.”
Her fist, which had been pushing Kaian's shoulder, loosened and crawled up the back of his neck as if she were going to hug him.
“Kaian.”
The man whose name she gave permission to call out to her roughly dug into the gap that had opened up.
‘I don’t like that. It should not be remembered as a memory of your first kiss.'
Even though we had shared each other several times and knew that we were husband and wife, my feelings reared my heads as I was unable to let go of my attachment to our relationship.
I covered my face with both hands.
Then the man's head lowered towards me as if trying to figure out what to do.
A cute little sound caught lightly and passed between my fallen lips.
Both of us seemed to be wet up to the top of our heads, and even though our lips were just grazing each other as if we were not, the feeling of us sticking to each other and then falling off added to the disappointment, as if we had picked and eaten unripe cherry fruit.
It was then that Kaian, who had been watching me do as I did, made his move.
"Oh."
He held my hips in his arms under the water and grabbed the back of my neck with his other hand.
"Kiss. That’s not how you do it.”
"Yes? That....”
Kaian roughly placed his lips on mine and invaded my insides that were hidden by my lips.
Is there a different way to kiss? The short question, 'Yes?', which contained a question, melted and disappeared in my mouth in a frantic stirring.
“....”
I was held in Kayan's arms and breathlessly shared my breath with him.
Divided?
It was almost fair to say that I had been taken away.
The lukewarm lake water that had coolly surrounded my body just a moment ago became heated by the heat between him and me, and it pooled warmly on my breasts.
"Ha. Ha."
When my lips were placed on the violent occupier, I helplessly leaned my head on his shoulder and gasped for air.
Even with his arms around me Kaian unhesitatingly waded through the water towards the lakeside.
A body that had been floating in the water for a while was pushed to land, and as the land pulled, it immediately felt cold.
I shrugged my shoulders and quivered my lips.
But it soon got better.
It seemed as if a monster had emerged from the lake.
The man coming out of the water was agile and fast.
The huge, solid body pressed down on the small woman’s body in an instant.
As if my chill evaporated, other sensations enveloped my body.
***
It’s been a while since Kaian felt the urge to kiss Claudel.
As several nights passed after the first night, Kaian did not give Claudel a kiss on her lips.
He had never met a woman before.
Before the death of the ancestral Duke of Temnes, he was told that Queen Silvia had inquired about his marriage to Princess Bianque.
There is a brother and sister with blond hair and blue eyes who look exactly like a Queen.
He grew up with them like real brothers and sisters rather than their cousins, so when it came to his marriage to Bianque, he immediately thought that they were incestuous relatives.
In the Kingdom of Oberon, marriages between cousins were quite common.
Kaian knew in his head that in other countries, there are marriages between uncle and nephew, but the thought of him and Bianque becoming a couple gave him a strong feeling of rejection as if that wasn't going to work.
At that time, Kaian firmly stated his intention to leave off the talk of marrying Bianque.
Temnes raised his descendants in asceticism for generations, and as far as Kaian knew, his father had no women other than his mother.
Of course, there may have been limits to a child's knowledge of their parents' private lives.
Also, now he doesn't know if his father had a woman without his mother's knowledge.
The reason he's strongly convinced that there was probably no extramarital affair is because the previous Duke of Temnes had a personality of not saying nonsense.
He was not the kind of duplicitous character who preached to his child, Kaian, about the misfortune that the Lord's corruption would bring, while enjoying himself in silence.
Kaian respected that and considered it something to emulate.
As a result, he never met a woman, and occasionally he overheard the stories of men who were heavily drunk after a fierce battle on the battlefield and were talking loudly like a street gangster.
‘Hehe. Last night, the old woman put her lips on me.'
'It's so good I'm dying.'
'Haha! It's just that I'm so anxious to be liked.'
The story of stealing a courtesan's lips was such a big deal that it turned out to be a major part of the repertoire.
According to them, the one thing women who spend the night with for money never allow is their lips.
They say you only kiss with someone you share your feelings with.
Afterward, Kaian thought that the guy who first started talking would never have been allowed to approach a woman.
Women were delicate and difficult beings.
So did his mother, his aunt Queen Silvia, and his younger half-cousin sister Bianque.
There's no way a grumpy guy could have gotten the idea that women only give if they have a good heart.
That's what he understood. These guys, covered in blood and wielding swords during the day, were bragging as if they had acquired the horn of a unicorn.
Nevertheless, the saying that women only allow kisses to like-minded people seemed credible.
As he watched Claudel grit her teeth and keep her mouth shut all through the night, he thought the story he had heard through the grapevine that women did that was true.
It seems like she showed her will to allow hier body but not her mind.
Kissing a woman with her eyes tightly closed with a tired face seemed impossible in that atmosphere.
After Herzol got better, Claudel's lips, whose color had returned, hovered over his eyes like flower petals blown by the wind, and sometimes like butterflies fluttering alive, but Kaian could not easily reach out.
It was as if he had already been rejected.
Because Claudel has never wanted him.
'Can I kiss you?'
It was Claudel who approached him first.
A hand touched his cheek as if asking for permission.
And the woman in his arms, looking up at his face, seemed to have Kaian in mind.
As if he meant something to her.
He knows it can't be like that.
Claudel of Vermont was forced to marry Kaian of Temnes by order of the king.
The only thing that caught her fancy in the land of Rowen was the tombstone that lay cold in the castle catacombs.
Claudel did not come to Rowen to marry him. She was a woman who came here intending to die.
Kaian, who had been thinking a lot about having such a person as his wife, found it funny.
He was so angry when he saw a woman trying to escape from here by dying without my permission.
So he saved that woman.
In the realm of the Lord of Rowen and Duke of Temnes, he is there to remind the woman who wants to die as she pleases that there is nothing in this world that does not go his way.
“Just a little slower...”
A faint moan passed through her lips, touched his cheek, and passed by his ear.
The baskets containing the food that Claudel had prepared for him were pushed to the side and left lying around, and the flowers in the cute wreath she had made were messed up and crushed by their gestures.
'Why did you say you were going to teach me how to swim?'
Kaian's throat burned as he looked at the woman lying on the water.
The woman's red hair fluttering above the blue sky reflected on the water seemed to be a mysterious halo.
Sunlight fell gently on her moist white skin.
Underneath the wet clothes that swayed gently as the water flowed, her body, which Kaian had once coveted in exchange for ten carriages, was reflected as if anxious.
Looking at this, Kaian felt like he was drying out while submerged in the water.
It occurred to him that what he felt every night while looking at the sleeping woman was just a warning to bring him to this test.
The golden eyes of the woman who opened her eyes were so beautiful.
Kaian took Claudel's hand away, forgetting that he would hold her and that he had told her to trust him not to mess with her.
Because he had the urge to touch those eyes.
But he didn't know that the drowning woman would do that.
‘Oh, you liar. You say you don't play around.'
The moment she got angry at him and hit Kaian's chest with a fist that could not have been a threat.
His heart ached.
Every time Claudel's small fist hit his chest, something touched his heart.
The kiss was permission and recognition.
Did the fact that she placed her lips on his mean that she was at least willing to accept him as her husband?
But it was not the time to question such things.
“Duke...”
Wet clothes couldn't get in the way of touching Claudel.
As kissing was added to the act of urging him on, her gestures became incomparably more erotic than before.
Was it this sensitive area that she used to eat and talk?
Kaian lusted after Claudel’s lips.
But the more he had what he was dreaming of, the more he felt as if his soul was being taken away by the woman with each kiss.
'Father. As the lord of Temnes, I did as you taught me to avoid becoming corrupted.'
He never once did anything shameful as a successor and never wanted to escape the heavy responsibility placed upon him.
Why didn't his father tell him that he would be so captivated by the person who was his wife?
He may gradually attach meaning to and become obsessed with the woman he first had an affair with.
Rather than just teaching him not to mess around and complicate the family lineage, it would have been more appropriate to teach him how to suppress his uncontrollable greed for the woman he took as his wife.
Kaian greedily caressed Claudel before pulling away from her body.
It was not an action for self-restraint but for the next.
He narrowed her eyes and saw that the area around her eyes and her lips, which had been rubbed for a long time, were all red.
As soon as she noticed him at the end of a line of sight, Kaian became even more urgent.
When he tried to pull down the wet, sticky clothes, Claudel freaked out.
"No, Duke.”
“No one comes here.”
It was a place where no one could come near the sponsorship so that the two could spend time together.
Claudel seemed to be in awe of Kaian's sorrow, so she shook her head and shook her shoulders.
"That... This doesn't make sense. No way."
Kaian kissed her again, seeing that reason was returning to the woman's dazed eyes.
“Huh.”
The thin voice was nice to hear.
The sound made by the passionate woman sounded like plucking the thinnest line of a harp.
“Duke. Please stop it."
However, as he did not seem to be going away easily, the woman lying in the flower field kept keeping him in check.
“Claudel.”
When he called her name, the woman's eyes, like the bright noon sun, widened.
“You call my name too.”
Her fist, which had been pushing Kaian's shoulder, loosened and crawled up the back of his neck as if she were going to hug him.
“Kaian.”
The man whose name she gave permission to call out to her roughly dug into the gap that had opened up.
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