'I thought I would get a little angrier. I thought I would quit and go back.'
The suspicious darkness that had fallen on Brandt's face had disappeared in the candlelight.
Before I took a step, Brandt looked under my skirt as if he was interested. I thought I knew what he was worried about, so I pushed him slightly with my body.
"Being stepped on by a lady means that you lack dancing skills. Try to avoid it."
"Avoid it?"
"Can't you?"
His eyes, which had widened as if they were absurd, returned to their usual serious light. Brandt strengthened his arms around my hands and waist and led me into a crowd filled with music and pleasure.
I deliberately moved my body mischievously. Brandt also skillfully avoided my shoeshoes, as well as how he had been hiding his skills.
'While being able to do it... You've been sorry for no reason, haven't you?'
When Brandt dodged my feet well, I had nothing more to do.
Tons of people, numerous anonymous islands that don't know who each other are. The energy of lust wriggles hotly as if it were burning. Coming out of the garden. Brandt and I became bolder than usual.
The mischievous body movement became a movement that gradually longed for something due to the heat of the body passing against each other. Perhaps because of the relief that he was hiding behind the mask, Brandt's hand touching me was denser than before. He wrapped his arms tightly as if he had been waiting for it and stroked my waist as if he were digging in.
I held on tight to Brandt's tight waist. His cheeks were more reminiscent than usual. I also felt like I was not like my usual self.
...I wanted him to hug me more deeply and deal with me more actively.
I wanted to hold him and dance like I used to, or rather, I just wanted to hug him, but the heat that secretly brushed against me was also irresistibly attractive.
"Dancing skills... It's increased."
Brandt said in a voice that seemed to be suppressed. The voice echoed through my whole body.
"I've only been stepped on twice so far."
Brandt's mouth was erotic. Even with the unexpected compliment. I was out of breath rather than happy.
Suddenly, I saw a balcony with blue curtains behind it. Only then did I realize where he was leading me. Brandt's breathing was ragged.
Brandt approached the balcony and pushed me, pulling the curtains and opening them again. The green sky appeared and disappeared in front of me. As a gentle breeze brushed against my cheeks, I realized that my body temperature was higher than usual.
There was a chaise longue next to the balcony railing for relaxation, but neither I nor Brandt knew the true meaning of the chair. For some reason, my legs loosened, and I sat down on a chair, and he leaned on my knees on either side of my thigh.
I couldn't even get rid of my dry saliva, so I just looked up at Brandt while breathing. Even if he tried to hide his shaved and elaborate face, he couldn't hide it. Without realizing it, I wrapped around those smooth cheeks that always caught my eye. Brandt came to me, led by my hand.
His lips touched so much like petals. And then the wild beast that was holding its breath in the petals swallowed me. My body collapsed on the chair.
A huge wave hit my body. The waves, which had been rushing in the distant sea for a long time and had to endure this passion too much, collapsed me all at once and soaked my whole body. Even my body became a part of the flowing waves.
His tongue touched my whole body, in my mouth. I was tense to my toes as his tongue tapped the tender flesh in my mouth. It was only when I was out of breath and about to drown that Brandt's tongue let me go.
His face was strange as he raised his upper body a little and looked down. I wanted to be buried in this time and space, but I opened my mouth like a tree frog.
"Lady Zita is still outside. Lady Zita came without knowing like me..."
"I'll take care of it. I'll send you home safely."
"But..."
When I blocked his chest with both hands, Brandt squeezed my wrist.
"It's really annoying. Are you doing this on purpose to drive me crazy?"
I shook my head. Before I knew it, my sweaty blonde hair swayed with me.
Brandt, who looked down at me silently, grabbed a handful of my blonde hair and kissed me. As I climbed up the neckline, his lips, which had been carefully touching and falling, finally reached my ear.
"Oh...!"
My shoulders shrank. From the ears to the nape of the neck, from the shoulders to the tips of the fingers, Brandt's tongue and lips reacted hotly. It was such a strong feeling that I couldn't tell if it was good or bad.
"B, Brandt... Hhh..."
I wanted to beg him. Brandt did not pay attention to my pleas and moved back from my ear to my cheek, and back to my lips, which had just swollen from excessive longing.
"I thought I was going to die because I was holding back."
Kissing my neck and my long, thin fingers, he said. The questions that had been bothering me were instantly resolved, and my heart felt cool.
"Why did you put up with it?"
"Because you're having a hard time."
"Why did you think that..."
"Stop asking."
Brandt squeezed the hem of my skirt hard as if he couldn't take it anymore. I was so surprised that I choked up. Soon, the hot body temperature of others settled on the skin without filtering.
"It's so beautiful."
I closed my eyes. My body knew him, and my ears flinched as if I was about to burst.
"...I think I'll go back."
His hand stroked my calf and touched my Inner thigh. My heart tightened in that strong hand. A sharp sensation that comes over me beyond my control. Something huge that gave me breathless joy captivated me.
I felt like my heart was about to burst at that overwhelming presence. My heart was racing like crazy. My whole body was numb from the blood gushing down to my fingertips and toes, and I was falling into a strange world.
***
06. Rumor
I opened my eyes. In an instant, my whole body collapsed under the heavy bedding. It was a painful and exhilarating feeling. I wrapped my arms around my body, which was not draped over anything. I felt a pleasant touch of flesh.
"You're waking up late."
I was startled by the unexpected man's voice and looked back. Brandt, dressed in clothes, was sitting at an old-fashioned table, holding up papers.
'Come to think of it.'
I looked around. This was Brandt's bedroom, the only spacious and noble room in this mansion that excluded romantic sensations.
'I slept here last night.'
The bedding on my cheeks smelled of Brandt. When I remembered that I had fallen asleep in his room yesterday, my face gradually became hot from the top of my head to the nape of my neck, like a flower.
I was amazed. To suddenly fall into this world, marry a Duke who is at the pinnacle of power, and become his wife. And despite the complex feelings that are entangled and twisted between them, I am stiff like this with him.
I glanced sideways at Brandt. He sat upright, as if he had been up for a long time. The owner of the room was dressed up and working, but I was wearing nothing under his bedding. I was so ashamed that I hid my face under the blanket.
"Is it hard to get up?"
I heard the sound of the question closer than before. It was a pitch that he knew when I woke up. I shook my head and nodded again. It was a difficult situation in many ways.
"Malcolm... He feels tired all day these days."
I heard his voice right behind me. Even though I was covered with a thick blanket, I felt like he was touching my bare back right away, and my spine trembled. At the same time, a rising sense of shame. But I didn't hate it. We haven't been bad these days. On the contrary, it can be said that it would have been better if it were a night job. After the day we took off the masks that were boiling inside each other at the masquerade, Brandt couldn't stand it anymore.
What should I say? His huge body temperature envelops my not very large body in one breath. Fear, pain, joy, and dizziness were all in his arms. Like a little girl deceived by a wizard's hat, I knew I was being beaten, but my eyes sparkled. It was the first time in my life that I had done this.
"Did I go too far?"
Brandt asked as he carefully walked under the futon. A cold wind came in, and as the blatant words melted in the wind, the auricles became hot.
"Answer me."
How do you ask me that and ask me to answer again? My eyelids closed, and my gaze dropped down. I opened my mouth hesitantly.
"Can't you go to the office to do your work?"
"What?"
"I can't get up because I'm embarrassed. I sleep by myself and wear all my clothes."
Brandt was silent for a moment, then pulled the blanket down. I screamed and wrapped my arms around my upper body.
"If anyone hears it, they will know that you are different from the way you were last night and the way you are now."
Even though he had removed the blanket, he didn't touch me at all. However, even if I couldn't reach him, my whole body was already sensitive to his relentless gaze, so I couldn't bear to look him straight.
"Yes. I will go. I just wanted to see if you woke up well."
As if to give up on me for stubbornly not making eye contact with him, Brandt covered me with the blanket again and stood up. When the bed, which had been shattered by his weight, lightly rose, my body felt regretful.
"Do you feel regretful?"
I was overwhelmed by my feelings belatedly, but it was already too late.
Last night, he made me cry. Obviously, the emotions and sensations he gave me were good, but sometimes it was difficult to accept them into my small body every night. Thanks to this, as Malcolm said, I was as weak as a foal that couldn't eat blood every day.
That troublesome night happened just a few hours ago, so I could have felt a little empty in the morning, but my body was feeling regret first. I was dumbfounded.
A shadow hung over my bewildered face. When I came back and found someone looking at me, and when I looked up, Brandt was already holding my cheek.
"What do you have to say..."
Before I could finish speaking, Brandt's lips added weight to my lips. My lips, which felt the morning dullness, were crushed over his lips, and then they became moist and penetrated without rest. The two hands that were on my chest tightened. The coldness of his straight clothes brushing against my bare shoulders without anything made my heart tremble.
His eyes, which had fallen after a long kiss, were still stained with thirst. As I looked at him panting, I realized that Brandt's desire for me was much greater than mine. It was too much of a desire for me to bear everything.
"Do you know why I got up early and got dressed?"
Brandt asked. I didn't know what he meant, so I just tilted my head, and Brandt stroked my hair affectionately.
"It's a big deal because my patience has decreased lately."
Seeing him get up from his seat, my questions snowballed. What is this? Is it a riddle? Do I have to guess?
"I told the servants that you are taking good care of yourself today. If I hear that from the butler again, I won't lose face."
"If it's my body, it's you...!"
'...You just have to endure it a little', and then go back in. In the first place, I shouldn't have even mentioned the previous words. After witnessing his huge longing, I knew it was almost impossible. It was almost hypothetical that I had endured until the masquerade.
As expected, Brandt stopped walking and stared at me. It was a longing gaze that did not match the unique expression that did not draw anything.
"Take a good rest."
With the sound of the door closing, I turned the blanket over. Even though no one was watching, I was so embarrassed that I just wanted to hide.
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