Julian hugged my waist and supported my neck.
He held me tightly, unable to back out.
His lips were hot and his kiss was rough.
He crushed my lips and sucked them painfully. His hot tongue pushed inside, crushing me. I couldn't come to my senses.
'...!'
I wasn't immune to rough kisses.
I grabbed his collar in shock, betraying the confidence that I would accept it no matter what.
“Juli!”
It was different from when I tried to stimulate him somehow on my own.
My voice was swallowed in his throat.
It felt like fireworks were going off in my head as the soft flesh poked inside me, stimulating my sensitive spots.
I was so absorbed in the sensation that I lost my balance and stumbled. My body, weakened, pressed closer to Julian's embrace.
Julian held on tightly to the startled Bridget, who was squirming, and laughed to himself as he pushed her without giving her a chance to breathe.
'I knew it would be like this.'
It was funny to see Bridget, who had been acting relaxed as if she knew what he was thinking and boldly making him speechless with her loud voice, flustered.
Ah. There was a sadistic pleasure.
It felt good to have their bodies touching each other and sharing body heat.
The sight of another person's body, entering his arms was ecstatic.
The pounding heart, the twitching muscles, the arms and legs tightening as they desired each other, these things made him feel alive.
The wind, colder than during the day, blew past the two people.
The wind blew a little stronger above the building than below.
However, their bodies were so close together that no wind could penetrate, and their faces felt hot as heat radiated from them. The scents from their bodies mixed together.
He indulged her obsessively.
At this moment, he was the only one who had her completely. That fact excited him.
Bridget gasped for breath.
"Ugh... Haa, ha... Ugh!"
Julian didn't give any room.
"Ugh!"
Before she knew it, a nasal sound escaped her. It was a sound like melting.
Bridget's moans stimulated him further.
Julian threw his arms around Bridget and trapped her between the pillars of the bell tower and his body.
Bridget hugged Julian tighter to keep herself from falling.
She wrapped her legs around his waist.
This time his face was a little lower.
"You said you would do this again... But it looks like you have no intention of keeping your promise."
He whispered with a languid smile on his face.
It was a heart-fluttering smile.
Bridget couldn't take her eyes off that handsome face, even as she gasped for breath. This must be what it means to be possessed.
Bridget would have liked to freeze this moment forever if she could.
He held her steadily as if she wasn't that heavy, and then their lips, which had parted for a moment, overlapped again.
Bridget grabbed his cheek.
Compared to the hot cheeks, the tips of his ears, exposed to the cold wind, were cold.
No. He didn't even know it felt that way because her hands were hot.
His lips pressed together more tightly and his tongue caressed her more deeply.
As he stimulated every corner of her mouth, she strangely felt like she was naked in front of him.
She felt a tightening sensation in her lower abdomen.
At one point, Bridget couldn't stand it anymore and threw her head back.
“Haa, ha..."
Their lips parted with heavy breathing.
Bridget collapsed and buried her face in Julian's shoulder.
"I love you. Julian."
Really.
It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. I love you.
Julian dropped her off.
No answer came back...
What kind of expression is he making?
Bridget didn't confirm.
The overwhelming emotions were not easily appeased.
***
I left the central palace with the outer garment Julian had given me draped over my shoulders.
I thought it was a very short and sweet kiss, but before I knew it, the sky had turned dark.
'Was time passing like this?"
I felt a little embarrassed at the thought of how engrossed I had become without even realizing the passage of time.
My lips looked a little swollen.
I ran my tongue over my lips, which tasted strangely sharp.
We chose the long way, just like last time, and slowly headed toward the precipitation.
It was a perfect day for a walk.
The air was just refreshingly cool, and the sky was full of stars.
This road was dark because not many people walked on it and the lights weren't on, but I wasn't scared because Julian was next to me.
The road was winding, so I got lost a little.
He gently grabbed my arm whenever I tried to step out of the way.
We walked side by side, keeping some distance between us. Only the sound of our small, tapping footsteps could be heard.
Julian has been quiet since earlier.
He was thinking about Bridget's confession.
'I love you.'
That comment bothered him.
The words he heard as a result of his impulsive actions were too heavy.
It's a word that makes you think about things you don't want to think about.
For example. He wonders what he wants to do with Bridget.
It was hard to watch her being treated so badly by her husband, so he brought her here and enjoyed her warmth, but he couldn't say that he loved her.
He felt shameless.
It was frustrating that such feelings remained after a sweet play.
If you asked me if I didn't love her, I could say no. But do you love with the same pure heart as in the past? If you ask, no.
His affection for her could not be expressed in simple words.
It was closer to affection than to using the word love and hate.
After all, it is contradictory to say you love but do not trust, and to say you love but do not trust.
Julia didn't want to say such grand words, drunk on a momentary passion and with conflicting emotions.
He felt that if he ever uttered the word love, it had to be perfect, noble, and without any blemish.
Bridget felt Julian's silence keenly.
Bridget, who had not confessed intending to hear an answer, had no idea why Julian was suddenly so attracted to magi.
'You were being so persistent and grumpy earlier, but now you're not saying anything.'
Bridget said, wondering if there was anything that might interest Julian.
"Julian, shall I show you something amazing?"
He welcomed her words as they interrupted his heavy thoughts.
"Yeah, whatever."
Bridget grabbed Julian's hand and pulled him quickly.
From here on, thanks to the lights at the entrance to the sedimentation tank, Bridget was able to find her way without getting lost.
Julian followed suit, keeping pace with them until the two reached the common room.
Entering the living room, Bridget sat Julian down on the sofa and placed a lit candle behind him.
He made his shadow come between the two.
"I can store a certain amount of magi in your shadow. The magic that enters the shadow cannot come out unless I take it out."
"Why do you save something like that?"
"I put the thick magi that can't be purified all at once in the shadows for now, and then break it up and purify it little by little whenever I have time. I couldn't completely purify the Countess of Highbury's, so I put it away for now."
Bridget reached out to his shadow.
It was a gesture as if trying to take something out.
But nothing came out of it.
"Look, there's nothing."
As she said that, Bridget realized that Julian couldn't see Magi and was a little embarrassed.
It was so natural to her that she sometimes mistakenly thought other people could see it too.
"Um... How should I show this?"
Bridget, who had been racking her brain, figured out a way before Julian lost interest.
"Ah. Then you will know what I want to show you."
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