Callion couldn't believe the current situation.
Erna wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him first. As he felt what he had desperately longed for over the past few weeks, Callion felt a thrill like stars shooting up before his eyes.
Erna. First. On the lips.
As if he had become the biggest fool in the world, only those words floated around in his head. But the moment Callion tasted the soft, supple lips that touched his, he could not even think of that.
How can something this sweet exist in this world?
As their lips touched and pressed slightly against each other, Callion instinctively pushed his tongue into the naturally parted gap.
His tongue gently swept over the even teeth. It made a squelching sound, just as wet as the area below he had loosened a moment ago.
Callion grabbed Erna's waist with both hands and pulled her into his arms even tighter.
Their lips met, and their touching chests rubbed against each other. At the same time, his penis was rubbed against her genitals.
The lips, experiencing only the second kiss in their lives, were fresh, and the messily wet lower body was lewd.
Like birds pecking at food, the two cautiously tasted each other's lips. Just as it seemed their lips would part for a brief moment, Callion urgently sought her lips again.
"Ugh...!"
Erna let out a groan in surprise at Callion's lips lunging at her like a madman. Her lips parted rapidly. A warm, wet tongue entered her mouth and explored the inside. Callion's tongue scraped against the delicate mucous membrane inside her mouth before wrapping around hers.
Realizing that Erna would no longer back down, he cupped her face in his hands. At the same time, he thrust his tongue even deeper into her mouth. Does a small mouth mean a small tongue? A laugh escaped Callion at the sensation of the small flesh wrapping around his tongue with difficulty.
Chup, tsup. A wet sound escaped from between the lips that wouldn't separate.
“Uh-huh, uh...”
Even while making sounds of struggle, Erna was trying her best to accept Callion. In fact, she was a little surprised.
She was worried before they kissed. What if they still don't like it even if they do it again? But now she realized how meaningless that worry was.
Much later, as the breathless Erna patted his shoulder, Callion stepped back. His face, standing a short distance away, was filled with disappointment. At the same time, he looked extremely tense.
At some point, whenever he looked at Erna's lips, he was filled with the desire to kiss her. So he slyly targeted her several times, but although Erna didn't seem to realize it herself, she would always quietly pull away from his approaching lips.
So Callion was worried.
He felt like he was going to die. Enough to feel like kissing right now until the day he died. But would Erna feel the same way?
He tensed up, staring at the small lips he had coveted just moments ago, like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.
“Haa, ha...”
Was it because she had pushed herself to the limit? Erna gasped for breath for a long time, trying to catch her breath. Then, as she finally calmed down, she bowed her head low.
Did you dislike it after all?
Still, I think I'll get better if I do it a few more times. If I just practice a little more until then...
As Callion was racking his brain trying to figure out how to do it at least one more time, Erna, who had her head bowed, muttered in a low voice.
“What should I do... I like this so much....”
The kiss was truly more than Erna had imagined. The sensation of another person's body mingling deep inside her. The tongue, moving as erotically as the entanglement below, sent a tingling sensation throughout her entire body, distinct from what was felt down there.
The dizziness of the mind, to the point where even the rising breath felt like pleasure, was addictive.
So Erna thought she was in big trouble.
What should I do? I want to do it again...
Erna slightly lifted her head. Then, he, who was still looking at her, cupped her cheeks with both hands again and pressed his forehead against hers.
"Thank god."
“...Callion?”
"I'm glad you don't dislike it."
Erna's heart pounded at the sight of his broadly smiling face, as if he were genuinely relieved.
It was Callion who always stiffened up and cast a look as if she were a bothersome bug whenever he saw her. But now, he is wearing a soft eye smile that seems to melt just by looking at it.
As far as Erna knew, Callion was never someone who smiled like this. She didn't know every moment of his life, but she had never seen an expression even remotely similar to this.
He was the strongest knight of Hessengard and was known as the most handsome man. When he smiled like this...
Erna hugged him without a word. She didn't dare to look him in the face properly right now. She didn't know what even more foolish things she might say if she did.
Callion, too, embraced her body as she clung to him without a word. Always soft, warm, and fragrant.
Holding Erna in his arms, Callion felt a little resentful about the past ten years. Why hadn't he realized it when she was right beside him?
As they continued to feel emotions that were still new to them, the two hugged each other for quite a while.
However, even in the meantime, desire steadily accumulated.
“Hmph...”
Callion's increasingly hardened member finally couldn't hold back and squeezed into Erna's narrow gap. In the past, she would have felt like she was already dying, but today, while it ached, it wasn't painful.
“Erna...”
As the languid voice reached her ears, Erna unconsciously swayed her body slightly and tried to embrace Callion as he began to enter.
Callion pushed his into Erna's little by little, matching her movements.
“Ah, ah...”
Erna's eyelashes trembled. It didn't hurt as much as before, but that didn't mean the tremendous sense of mass he gave off had diminished.
Callion gritted his teeth and slowly attempted to enter. He hated the thought of Erna being in pain. He wanted to ensure that the time she spent with him was filled only with good things.
To do so, it is only right that he suppresses his desire to run wild at any moment.
Erna blinked and wiped away the tears that had welled up. It didn't hurt, but it was hard to breathe because of what was filling her stomach.
"Ha..."
Callion's sigh, mixed with satisfaction and pleasure, brushed against the nape of her neck.
As always, she really wonders why it is so big.
The movement that seemed like it would surge endlessly came to an end. The sensation of rough pubic hair rubbing against her bare, gap-free lower body made Erna feel ashamed. The bodies pressed against each other felt even more raw and vivid than her own.
“Hmph, uhm...”
Erna flinched and trembled at the mere fact that Callion breathed. Her eyelashes, already wet, fluttered. Her stomach tingled.
"It hurts?"
Did he sense that she was struggling? Callion stroked Erna's back and asked affectionately.
“It doesn’t hurt, but it’s a little... difficult. It’s too... big...”
She gasped for breath even though she was still. Callion grabbed Erna's buttocks with both hands and pulled her closer to him.
"Ah!"
As if mocking Erna, who thought there was nothing more to enter, Callion reached even deeper. As he entered a place she had never actually reached—a place she always thought he penetrated deeply—Erna's body convulsed violently.
The field flowed out without a moment's rest.
“Ugh, ah, ahh...”
As Callion reached the very end, Erna trembled.
“Erna.”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Do you remember what I said...?”
“W-what...”
Is that the only thing you've said? Normally, she would have snapped back, but Erna just held her breath and listened to him.
That was the case. Erna trembled at those words. His hand gripping her buttocks tightened. Before she knew it, Callion was lifting Erna's body. His member, which had been spending a peaceful time inside her now damp, withdrew, revealing its wet appearance.
Callion did not pull his whole thing out. He rested the thickest part of his head on Erna's entrance and waited until her entrance got used to the largest part.
Feeling a sense of emptiness as what had filled her drained out, Erna’s insides gaped open and pulled at his.
“Uh, uh...”
Both Callion and Erna were feeling it vividly.
Veins bulged in Callion's neck as he gritted his teeth. The gentle smile that had hung on his lips was long gone. Now, passion overflowed in Callion's eyes.
As if thinking he had spread her open enough, Callion grabbed Erna's body and pulled her down. Thud! Her already soaking wet body easily swallowed Callion all the way to the root in one go.
“Haaah! Ugh!”
Erna's body trembled as if it had been pierced through her entire being. Callion lifted the hand he was holding and groped Erna's belly, which held his. He did not like that his belly was still flat.
"I thought it would be nice if what is mine, or what I conceived as mine, stayed here."
She is his legally legitimate wife. However, because he had been unaware of this fact for such a long time, Callion wanted clearer and more definitive evidence.
And Callion... knew exactly how to create that being.
Knowing that Erna had now become completely accustomed to him, he lay her down on the bed. Erna's golden hair scattered haphazardly across the bed where he always lay alone. That alone was enough to arouse Callion.
The penis, having emerged back to the entrance, thrust into Erna as if to pierce her. Thump, thump! Callion thrust his body upward with all his might, making her lower body sting.
“Ah! Ow!”
Erna's body rose higher and higher with the constant thrusting force. Displeased that this seemed like she was trying to move away from him, Callion grabbed her waist with both hands and moved his hips even faster.
“Ah! Ow!”
The pleasure surging in like waves sharply tore through Erna's body. She could never escape. It felt as if she would be trapped like this for the rest of her life, forced to accept his. But that fact... she didn’t dislike it.
“Callion, s-slowly... H-ugh!”
However, his movements quickened even more, as if he had not heard Erna's pleas.
No. It's too fast. At this rate...!
Her mind went blank faster than ever before. As if noticing this change in Erna, Callion, who had seemed like he would keep moving, buried himself deep and stopped moving.
“Haaah!”
“Ugh!”
The two of them let out rough breaths simultaneously. The intense lust they had suppressed for over a week poured into Erna's belly. As the semen gushed out forcefully, soaking her inner walls, Erna completely lost her will to resist and quietly accepted what he gave her.
“Haa...”
Her limp body twitched sensitively every time Callion let out a burst. Feeling somewhat embarrassed about reaching her climax so quickly, Erna turned her head away. Then Callion reached out, cupped her cheek, and turned her face back to look at him.
The moment their eyes met, his lips covered Erna's lips again. Since Erna had also been waiting, she willingly opened her mouth to welcome Callion, who was determined to enter this place no matter what.
The two naked bodies intermingled and rubbed against each other. As the hard, erect nipples scratched against Callion's chest, his lower body, which had momentarily softened, began to regain its strength.
"I was going to do it again..."
As Erna let out a tearful voice as if whining, Callion repeatedly kissed her forehead, eyes, and nose as if he could die of how adorable she looked.
“I told you. I said I would keep doing it until it happens. If I keep pouring it out inside you every day, it will happen someday. If I could, I wouldn’t want to go out until it happens...”
Erna’s face turned pale just from that remark. For some reason, what Callion was saying didn’t sound like a joke. This guy is going to actually do it if he’s going to!
As Erna struggled with his words, Callion laughed, wrapped his arms around her, firmly pinned her lower body between his legs, and moved his hips.
“Why are you trying to run away, Erna?”
“Hey, wait! S-slow down! Ah! Ugh, ugh!”
His voice was relaxed, but his waist was not. Trapped in Callion's arms, Erna had to helplessly endure his movements. The thick head mercilessly scraped against her inner folds. Their bodily fluids dripped down where they met, creating white foam whenever Callion moved.
"You shouldn't spill it."
“Ugh, ahh!”
“What’s the use of spraying a lot when you just let it drip down like this?”
“No, that’s you... Aah!”
Startled by the voice mixed with moans, Erna shut her mouth. Then, Callion scraped her sensitive insides with his weapon-like penis. It was a movement filled with insolence, as if to say, "How much longer do you intend to hold out?"
“Erna, let me hear your voice.”
“N-no. I feel weird right now...”
"It's not strange at all. You're absolutely gorgeous."
“...!”
At those words, Erna grabbed his shoulders with her two flailing arms and pushed him away. It was the words that made her weakest. It was the words she had wanted to hear at least once since childhood, from anyone.
Even though she had heard it often since coming to Hessengard, Erna still felt a thirst. She herself did not know who she needed to hear from or how much more to fill the emptiness inside her.
“You, why... would you say such a thing...?”
Callion felt a pang in his heart at the sight of Erna's tearful expression as she looked at him. It was nothing special. It was a thought he had been having often lately. However, the moment he uttered it, Erna was genuinely on the verge of tears. And so, Callion realized it.
Erna really wanted to hear these words.
It wasn't a difficult task. All he had to do was say exactly what he was thinking. Callion hugged her and whispered.
“You’re pretty, Erna. You’re the best.”
“...”
At those words, tears flowed from Erna's eyes, which had been frozen for a moment. The thirst that could not be quenched, no matter how much she listened, was no longer felt.
“Callion, just this once...”
“...”
“Just one more time... tell me...”
Erna asked in a trembling voice.
He wonders why she is asking so earnestly, as if begging, as if saying something that is not that difficult.
Callion felt a pang of pain welling up in a corner of his heart. He could guess why Erna was acting this way. After all, he knew the Erna of the past and the Erna of the present.
“Erna, my wife.”
Callion smiled and kissed Erna on the forehead.
"You're pretty."
Callion licked the tears streaming down Erna's cheek with his lips. A faint smile appeared on her face. Erna wept quietly for a long time, and Callion waited for her.
Erna, having barely calmed down, wiped away the remaining tears with the back of her hand and traced Callion's face with her own hand.
Unlike a moment ago, this time Erna kissed him all over his face. At the tickling sensation, like feathers brushing against him, Callion let out a soft laugh. His heart fluttered at the expression of gratitude conveyed through her lips instead of words.
"Are you okay now?"
“Uh-huh...”
Erna answered, blushing. She was grateful that Callion had granted her absurd request without laughing at it.
"Then, may I ask you a favor too?"
“...What is it?”
Callion had granted her absurd request without laughing at it. Therefore, Erna was also ready to grant him anything.
Callion sat up and whispered while firmly gripping the area below where Erna was still biting.
"Cry just a little more."
At that moment, Callion's hand grabbed her breast, and his hips began to move violently.
Erna wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him first. As he felt what he had desperately longed for over the past few weeks, Callion felt a thrill like stars shooting up before his eyes.
Erna. First. On the lips.
As if he had become the biggest fool in the world, only those words floated around in his head. But the moment Callion tasted the soft, supple lips that touched his, he could not even think of that.
How can something this sweet exist in this world?
As their lips touched and pressed slightly against each other, Callion instinctively pushed his tongue into the naturally parted gap.
His tongue gently swept over the even teeth. It made a squelching sound, just as wet as the area below he had loosened a moment ago.
Callion grabbed Erna's waist with both hands and pulled her into his arms even tighter.
Their lips met, and their touching chests rubbed against each other. At the same time, his penis was rubbed against her genitals.
The lips, experiencing only the second kiss in their lives, were fresh, and the messily wet lower body was lewd.
Like birds pecking at food, the two cautiously tasted each other's lips. Just as it seemed their lips would part for a brief moment, Callion urgently sought her lips again.
"Ugh...!"
Erna let out a groan in surprise at Callion's lips lunging at her like a madman. Her lips parted rapidly. A warm, wet tongue entered her mouth and explored the inside. Callion's tongue scraped against the delicate mucous membrane inside her mouth before wrapping around hers.
Realizing that Erna would no longer back down, he cupped her face in his hands. At the same time, he thrust his tongue even deeper into her mouth. Does a small mouth mean a small tongue? A laugh escaped Callion at the sensation of the small flesh wrapping around his tongue with difficulty.
Chup, tsup. A wet sound escaped from between the lips that wouldn't separate.
“Uh-huh, uh...”
Even while making sounds of struggle, Erna was trying her best to accept Callion. In fact, she was a little surprised.
She was worried before they kissed. What if they still don't like it even if they do it again? But now she realized how meaningless that worry was.
Much later, as the breathless Erna patted his shoulder, Callion stepped back. His face, standing a short distance away, was filled with disappointment. At the same time, he looked extremely tense.
At some point, whenever he looked at Erna's lips, he was filled with the desire to kiss her. So he slyly targeted her several times, but although Erna didn't seem to realize it herself, she would always quietly pull away from his approaching lips.
So Callion was worried.
He felt like he was going to die. Enough to feel like kissing right now until the day he died. But would Erna feel the same way?
He tensed up, staring at the small lips he had coveted just moments ago, like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.
“Haa, ha...”
Was it because she had pushed herself to the limit? Erna gasped for breath for a long time, trying to catch her breath. Then, as she finally calmed down, she bowed her head low.
Did you dislike it after all?
Still, I think I'll get better if I do it a few more times. If I just practice a little more until then...
As Callion was racking his brain trying to figure out how to do it at least one more time, Erna, who had her head bowed, muttered in a low voice.
“What should I do... I like this so much....”
The kiss was truly more than Erna had imagined. The sensation of another person's body mingling deep inside her. The tongue, moving as erotically as the entanglement below, sent a tingling sensation throughout her entire body, distinct from what was felt down there.
The dizziness of the mind, to the point where even the rising breath felt like pleasure, was addictive.
So Erna thought she was in big trouble.
What should I do? I want to do it again...
Erna slightly lifted her head. Then, he, who was still looking at her, cupped her cheeks with both hands again and pressed his forehead against hers.
"Thank god."
“...Callion?”
"I'm glad you don't dislike it."
Erna's heart pounded at the sight of his broadly smiling face, as if he were genuinely relieved.
It was Callion who always stiffened up and cast a look as if she were a bothersome bug whenever he saw her. But now, he is wearing a soft eye smile that seems to melt just by looking at it.
As far as Erna knew, Callion was never someone who smiled like this. She didn't know every moment of his life, but she had never seen an expression even remotely similar to this.
He was the strongest knight of Hessengard and was known as the most handsome man. When he smiled like this...
Erna hugged him without a word. She didn't dare to look him in the face properly right now. She didn't know what even more foolish things she might say if she did.
Callion, too, embraced her body as she clung to him without a word. Always soft, warm, and fragrant.
Holding Erna in his arms, Callion felt a little resentful about the past ten years. Why hadn't he realized it when she was right beside him?
As they continued to feel emotions that were still new to them, the two hugged each other for quite a while.
However, even in the meantime, desire steadily accumulated.
“Hmph...”
Callion's increasingly hardened member finally couldn't hold back and squeezed into Erna's narrow gap. In the past, she would have felt like she was already dying, but today, while it ached, it wasn't painful.
“Erna...”
As the languid voice reached her ears, Erna unconsciously swayed her body slightly and tried to embrace Callion as he began to enter.
Callion pushed his into Erna's little by little, matching her movements.
“Ah, ah...”
Erna's eyelashes trembled. It didn't hurt as much as before, but that didn't mean the tremendous sense of mass he gave off had diminished.
Callion gritted his teeth and slowly attempted to enter. He hated the thought of Erna being in pain. He wanted to ensure that the time she spent with him was filled only with good things.
To do so, it is only right that he suppresses his desire to run wild at any moment.
Erna blinked and wiped away the tears that had welled up. It didn't hurt, but it was hard to breathe because of what was filling her stomach.
"Ha..."
Callion's sigh, mixed with satisfaction and pleasure, brushed against the nape of her neck.
As always, she really wonders why it is so big.
The movement that seemed like it would surge endlessly came to an end. The sensation of rough pubic hair rubbing against her bare, gap-free lower body made Erna feel ashamed. The bodies pressed against each other felt even more raw and vivid than her own.
“Hmph, uhm...”
Erna flinched and trembled at the mere fact that Callion breathed. Her eyelashes, already wet, fluttered. Her stomach tingled.
"It hurts?"
Did he sense that she was struggling? Callion stroked Erna's back and asked affectionately.
“It doesn’t hurt, but it’s a little... difficult. It’s too... big...”
She gasped for breath even though she was still. Callion grabbed Erna's buttocks with both hands and pulled her closer to him.
"Ah!"
As if mocking Erna, who thought there was nothing more to enter, Callion reached even deeper. As he entered a place she had never actually reached—a place she always thought he penetrated deeply—Erna's body convulsed violently.
The field flowed out without a moment's rest.
“Ugh, ah, ahh...”
As Callion reached the very end, Erna trembled.
“Erna.”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Do you remember what I said...?”
“W-what...”
Is that the only thing you've said? Normally, she would have snapped back, but Erna just held her breath and listened to him.
“I told you I’d keep doing it until it happens.”
Callion did not pull his whole thing out. He rested the thickest part of his head on Erna's entrance and waited until her entrance got used to the largest part.
Feeling a sense of emptiness as what had filled her drained out, Erna’s insides gaped open and pulled at his.
“Uh, uh...”
Both Callion and Erna were feeling it vividly.
Veins bulged in Callion's neck as he gritted his teeth. The gentle smile that had hung on his lips was long gone. Now, passion overflowed in Callion's eyes.
As if thinking he had spread her open enough, Callion grabbed Erna's body and pulled her down. Thud! Her already soaking wet body easily swallowed Callion all the way to the root in one go.
“Haaah! Ugh!”
Erna's body trembled as if it had been pierced through her entire being. Callion lifted the hand he was holding and groped Erna's belly, which held his. He did not like that his belly was still flat.
"I thought it would be nice if what is mine, or what I conceived as mine, stayed here."
She is his legally legitimate wife. However, because he had been unaware of this fact for such a long time, Callion wanted clearer and more definitive evidence.
And Callion... knew exactly how to create that being.
Knowing that Erna had now become completely accustomed to him, he lay her down on the bed. Erna's golden hair scattered haphazardly across the bed where he always lay alone. That alone was enough to arouse Callion.
The penis, having emerged back to the entrance, thrust into Erna as if to pierce her. Thump, thump! Callion thrust his body upward with all his might, making her lower body sting.
“Ah! Ow!”
Erna's body rose higher and higher with the constant thrusting force. Displeased that this seemed like she was trying to move away from him, Callion grabbed her waist with both hands and moved his hips even faster.
“Ah! Ow!”
The pleasure surging in like waves sharply tore through Erna's body. She could never escape. It felt as if she would be trapped like this for the rest of her life, forced to accept his. But that fact... she didn’t dislike it.
“Callion, s-slowly... H-ugh!”
However, his movements quickened even more, as if he had not heard Erna's pleas.
No. It's too fast. At this rate...!
Her mind went blank faster than ever before. As if noticing this change in Erna, Callion, who had seemed like he would keep moving, buried himself deep and stopped moving.
“Haaah!”
“Ugh!”
The two of them let out rough breaths simultaneously. The intense lust they had suppressed for over a week poured into Erna's belly. As the semen gushed out forcefully, soaking her inner walls, Erna completely lost her will to resist and quietly accepted what he gave her.
“Haa...”
Her limp body twitched sensitively every time Callion let out a burst. Feeling somewhat embarrassed about reaching her climax so quickly, Erna turned her head away. Then Callion reached out, cupped her cheek, and turned her face back to look at him.
The moment their eyes met, his lips covered Erna's lips again. Since Erna had also been waiting, she willingly opened her mouth to welcome Callion, who was determined to enter this place no matter what.
The two naked bodies intermingled and rubbed against each other. As the hard, erect nipples scratched against Callion's chest, his lower body, which had momentarily softened, began to regain its strength.
"I was going to do it again..."
As Erna let out a tearful voice as if whining, Callion repeatedly kissed her forehead, eyes, and nose as if he could die of how adorable she looked.
“I told you. I said I would keep doing it until it happens. If I keep pouring it out inside you every day, it will happen someday. If I could, I wouldn’t want to go out until it happens...”
Erna’s face turned pale just from that remark. For some reason, what Callion was saying didn’t sound like a joke. This guy is going to actually do it if he’s going to!
As Erna struggled with his words, Callion laughed, wrapped his arms around her, firmly pinned her lower body between his legs, and moved his hips.
“Why are you trying to run away, Erna?”
“Hey, wait! S-slow down! Ah! Ugh, ugh!”
His voice was relaxed, but his waist was not. Trapped in Callion's arms, Erna had to helplessly endure his movements. The thick head mercilessly scraped against her inner folds. Their bodily fluids dripped down where they met, creating white foam whenever Callion moved.
"You shouldn't spill it."
“Ugh, ahh!”
“What’s the use of spraying a lot when you just let it drip down like this?”
“No, that’s you... Aah!”
Startled by the voice mixed with moans, Erna shut her mouth. Then, Callion scraped her sensitive insides with his weapon-like penis. It was a movement filled with insolence, as if to say, "How much longer do you intend to hold out?"
“Erna, let me hear your voice.”
“N-no. I feel weird right now...”
"It's not strange at all. You're absolutely gorgeous."
“...!”
At those words, Erna grabbed his shoulders with her two flailing arms and pushed him away. It was the words that made her weakest. It was the words she had wanted to hear at least once since childhood, from anyone.
Even though she had heard it often since coming to Hessengard, Erna still felt a thirst. She herself did not know who she needed to hear from or how much more to fill the emptiness inside her.
“You, why... would you say such a thing...?”
Callion felt a pang in his heart at the sight of Erna's tearful expression as she looked at him. It was nothing special. It was a thought he had been having often lately. However, the moment he uttered it, Erna was genuinely on the verge of tears. And so, Callion realized it.
Erna really wanted to hear these words.
It wasn't a difficult task. All he had to do was say exactly what he was thinking. Callion hugged her and whispered.
“You’re pretty, Erna. You’re the best.”
“...”
At those words, tears flowed from Erna's eyes, which had been frozen for a moment. The thirst that could not be quenched, no matter how much she listened, was no longer felt.
“Callion, just this once...”
“...”
“Just one more time... tell me...”
Erna asked in a trembling voice.
He wonders why she is asking so earnestly, as if begging, as if saying something that is not that difficult.
Callion felt a pang of pain welling up in a corner of his heart. He could guess why Erna was acting this way. After all, he knew the Erna of the past and the Erna of the present.
“Erna, my wife.”
Callion smiled and kissed Erna on the forehead.
"You're pretty."
Callion licked the tears streaming down Erna's cheek with his lips. A faint smile appeared on her face. Erna wept quietly for a long time, and Callion waited for her.
Erna, having barely calmed down, wiped away the remaining tears with the back of her hand and traced Callion's face with her own hand.
Unlike a moment ago, this time Erna kissed him all over his face. At the tickling sensation, like feathers brushing against him, Callion let out a soft laugh. His heart fluttered at the expression of gratitude conveyed through her lips instead of words.
"Are you okay now?"
“Uh-huh...”
Erna answered, blushing. She was grateful that Callion had granted her absurd request without laughing at it.
"Then, may I ask you a favor too?"
“...What is it?”
Callion had granted her absurd request without laughing at it. Therefore, Erna was also ready to grant him anything.
Callion sat up and whispered while firmly gripping the area below where Erna was still biting.
"Cry just a little more."
At that moment, Callion's hand grabbed her breast, and his hips began to move violently.
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