I felt like a fish caught in a tight net.
Instinctively, I struggled with my limbs to get out of bed, and Barcas gently pressed down on my body, wrapping his hands around my cheeks.
"Rest... It's okay."
A warm breath brushed over my sweaty eyelids. I felt my frozen body melt in an instant. However, my mind was still stiffened by tension.
I twisted my head to the side and barely pulled my upper body out of the blanket.
"Window... Cover it up."
Then, as the drowning man stretched out his arm through the window, as if heading to land, his long, hard fingers slipped into my hair. Soon after, my head was pulled out and my lips were covered in hot mucous membranes.
I couldn't think of anything anymore. All that was left in my head was the sensation of his tongue mixing like flames. I hugged his shoulders as hard as I could, letting out a warm breath.
"Lift your waist."
Unconsciously, following his instructions, the hem of the thin dress came down.
My sweaty body caused a nasty friction between my two tight futons filled with hot air.
This is what it feels like to soak in a bubbling swamp. It felt like the bones and muscles of my whole body were melting.
I sobbed thinly and rubbed my soft body against his steel-hard, smooth body.
At that time, I felt the hem of my clothes tangled in my waist curl down my buttocks.
When even the last veil that stood between the two disappeared, the spirit that had melted like a candle flame raised a momentary alarm.
I spread my thighs wide so that my bandaged legs wouldn't touch his body. Then, I pulled out my neck to see if my legs were exposed from the blanket, but Barkas grabbed my face and forced me to look at him.
"Don't get distracted by anything else."
Blue eyes with moonlight filled my vision.
I forgot to breathe and counted the silver shards in his eyes. The gray blonde hair that shone bluish gently tickled my forehead.
While staring at his face as if enchanted, a hot hand slid down my body. His eyes were still fixed on my face.
Noticing that Barcas was watching my reaction carefully, I closed my eyes tightly in a fit of shame.
It was a wrong decision. As the view was blocked, the rich touch caressing the inside of the body became clearer.
However, I didn't dare to open my eyelids and endured the Intense sensation, and a wet sigh moistened my eardrums.
"Open your eyes, Thalia."
His soft voice was like a weapon.
At that moment, I knew that he was going to cut out even the handful of heart I had left with a knife.
What will happen to me after everything is taken away like that?
"Look at me."
Unable to overcome the relentless urging, I finally raised my eyelids again.
At that moment, he pushed into my body.
I clenched his shoulders like a white sculpture. The pressure that filled my stomach made me bow my head.
He pressed me down heavily and wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes with his thumb. Then he persistently looked into my blurred pupils. It was as if he were trying to explore the deepest parts of my soul.
I felt dizzy as if my retina was being pushed by something like an awl. But he didn't allow me to look away.
Barcas, who grabbed my head tightly, slowly moved his hips. The Inside and outside of my possessed body seemed to burst like a soft fruit.
I muttered a pleading word without realizing it. I didn't even know what I was praying for.
My sweaty body exhaled damp steam from the quilt like a hot bath. It seemed like it would evaporate in the brain.
"Barcas..."
A moan that was almost a sobbing sound erupted from my throat.
The creaking of the bed, the friction of wet skin, and the sound of an exploding heart were mixed in.
I felt like I was going crazy. Everything was being broken down, both mentally and physically. And Barcas was watching it.
Blade-like eyes pour down on my burning cheeks and wet eyelashes, over my lips that exhale hot breath, and my focused eyes.
In the end, I couldn't take it anymore and hugged his neck and buried my face in his smooth shoulder.
I heard the sound of grinding his teeth in my ears, and the depths of my body were crushed mercilessly.
I stood up my fingertips along the flexes of his delicate muscles that glowed white in the moonlight. The tips of my fingernails, which had been sharpened so as not to hurt him, slid over his sweaty skin.
Uneven, heavy breathing poured over the top of my head.
How long do I barely hold on to the spirit of becoming black? The movement, which had been going on at regular intervals, became immeasurably urgent at some point.
I, who was embarrassed by the unpredictable stimulus, unknowingly bit him on the nape of the neck. At the same time, a violent explosion occurred in my body.
I trembled all over my body and tightened him tightly. Tears overflowed down my cheeks and neck.
I felt his warm fingers caressing my wet cheeks. It was like grabbing a defenseless heart.
I was overcome with a strange dizziness and closed my eyes. Then, at some point, I seemed to lose consciousness.
I, who was tossing and turning to escape the stuffy heat, was awakened by the force that tightened my waist.
The scenery of the bedroom, surrounded by bluish light, came into my blurred vision. I blinked blankly, then realized the hot body temperature behind my back and turned my head. I saw Barcas sleeping soundly with his cheeks buried on the pillow.
I carefully sat up and looked down at him.
The pure white moonlight slid down his delicate cheekbones, illuminating the nape of his neck where the teeth marks remained.
I inadvertently tried to touch it with my fingertips, but my fingers twitched. I didn't want to disturb his seemingly peaceful night.
I slowly got off the bed. Because the moonlight was bright, it was not difficult to distinguish between things.
I found a messy dress in the corner of the bed and put it inside out on top of my head.
When I pulled down the hem of my skirt and raised my head. I saw the full moon illuminating the black sky through the large arched glass window. I felt like I was blinded by the pouring moonlight.
"Don't go."
I looked up at the night sky like a crazy person, and I felt a warm body temperature behind my back.
I trembled with a sharp tremor.
Wrapped in a cool blanket, Barcas leaned his face against my temples.
"Just stay here tonight."
I closed my eyes.
I felt that I had to get rid of it. However, I could no longer think of why I had to do so.
Ever since I first met him, I have always longed for this embrace. I hoped that he would hug me warmly and not let me go.
But why am I fighting against my hopes?
I, who was trembling helplessly, finally nodded.
"...Yes."
"Tomorrow too."
"... Yes."
"The next day too."
While I nodded as if possessed by something, he led me back to the bed.
His warm arms tightly hugged my lukewarm body. After hesitating for a moment, I put my hand on his waist.
There seemed to be a hint of satisfaction on his indifferent-looking face. I looked up at him and soon buried my forehead in his broad chest.
***
The wind season was coming to an end.
Barcas, who was flipping through the report in his office, turned his head to the cold energy that brushed against his cheeks.
Through the wide open window, the blue sky stretched out as if it were dazzling. While he was distracted by the sight for a moment, a few cool breezes disturbed the documents on the desk.
As if bothered, he picked up the paperweight, pressed it on the parchment paper, got up from his seat, and closed the window.
At that moment, he saw shiny golden hair through the glass window.
Barcas lowered his gaze. Thalia, in a white coat that had been completed a while ago, was strolling through the garden with her nanny.
Every time the harsh wind passed through her feverish face, her golden hair fluttered like a bird's wings.
He narrowed his eyes and watched for a while. Her appearance in the fur of the demon beast he had hunted gave him a strange sense of satisfaction. Even though he had been fasting all morning, his stomach seemed to be full.
However, after a while, a feeling of disapproval raised its head.
She was a woman who had been visibly sagging for several days. At dawn, she had a low-grade fever, and it didn't make her nervous.
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