Translator: Nox

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I wanted to argue, to say that he had always saved me. But he seemed to be talking about moments Aileen didn't know. Suddenly, I remembered what he had said while looking at the pocket watch.

"...So it was originally like this."

Even then, just like now, I felt a strange sense of otherness from Cesare. I didn't know what to say to someone who seemed to be wandering in a different time alone.

Aileen simply stayed still in his embrace. Cesare released Aileen before long.

"You should sleep now."

Aileen obediently got into bed and covered herself with the blanket in front of him. Cesare carefully tucked the loosely covered blanket up to her neck.

"Good night, Aileen."

He stroked Aileen's forehead once and was about to leave. Aileen quickly took her hand out from under the blanket and grabbed Cesare.

Cesare looked down at the hand that was holding him. Aileen shyly let go again and mumbled.

"Good night."

Even so, she couldn't take her eyes off him. She thought he would turn around and leave right away, but Cesare quietly looked back at Aileen.

For a fleeting moment, a hint of laughter appeared in his crimson eyes, and then Cesare suddenly pulled back the blanket and got into bed.

Aileen's heart dropped at the unexpected action. He propped his head up with one hand and lay down next to Aileen. He was so close that she felt like he could hear her heartbeat.

'What if he can actually hear it...?'

Aileen hesitated and turned to face him. Then, Cesare put his other arm around Aileen's waist and pulled her into his arms.

Being completely surrounded by him, a warm sense of relief enveloped her heart. The comforting sensation was sweet, but reason scolded her for acting immaturely.

Cesare knew Aileen's hesitation all too well. He stroked her long, disheveled hair and whispered softly.

"Don't worry, I'll be here until you fall asleep."

He said with a playful voice, as if saying a husband should take responsibility.

His words instantly relieved the guilt of acting spoiled. Aileen obediently put her hands together.

'Can't I be immature just for today? Something really bad happened today...'

If Cesare wasn't there, she felt like she would keep thinking about it. The hands that touched her forcefully and the gazes that looked at her like meat displayed in a butcher shop. The moments when she was prepared to suffer something terrible.

Before the terrible memories could overwhelm her heart, she quickly clung to Cesare and sought warmth. She kept fidgeting, wanting to be a little closer to him, and a low laugh was heard.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"No."

Feeling that her explanation was insufficient, Aileen tried to rephrase it a little.

"Like last time, I feel relieved when Your Grace holds me."

After saying it, it was truly embarrassing. Aileen's face turned even redder. It was fortunate that the bedroom was dark.

"You said you didn't like it before."

"That was a kiss..."

She even lied that she didn't like it and was immediately caught, and then honestly said that she didn't know.

Aileen, who timidly retorted that she liked hugs, tilted her head slightly and looked at Cesare. He quietly stared back at Aileen.

Before she knew it, contact with him had become so natural. She was still nervous, but it wasn't as uncomfortable or unpleasant as when strange men touched her. Rather, only the desire to have a little more of the warmth he gave her was rising in her mind.

Just as Aileen was looking at him and moving her lips, Cesare leaned in.

Kiss

A light sound was heard. It was only after a moment that Aileen realized that he had kissed her lips. As she stared with wide eyes, a nonchalant question returned.

"Weren't you looking at me asking for a kiss?"

That was definitely not the case. But was it because of the languid atmosphere of the bedroom? Somehow, she felt like it didn't matter.

Aileen didn't answer and buried her face in his chest. Only when her burning cheeks had cooled down a little did she lift her head slightly and murmur.

"I keep thinking about it. I need to forget the bad memories quickly."

What kind of eyes was Cesare looking at her with? She was curious, but she didn't have the confidence to meet his eyes yet, so she continued to speak while looking only at his solid chest.

"But I'm okay when I'm with Your Grace."

He was a man who would stand at the forefront of evil if good and evil were to be divided. But from the first time she met him until now, Aileen felt like he was an angel.

It was a childish expression, but that's how it was for her. He was a guardian angel who could protect Aileen from all evil.

Aileen gently raised her eyes. Looking at the crimson eyes that were clear even in the darkness, she whispered softly.

"And now... I think I'm okay with kisses too."

The words mentioning the kiss were so faint that they were barely audible. But it was enough for Cesare to hear.

At the same time as the shy confession fell, Cesare pulled Aileen's waist tightly. Their bodies pressed together without any gaps, and the second kiss began.

"Ugh...!"

Aileen was flustered and made a sound, but it was already too late. He bit her lower lip somewhat roughly. A faint taste of blood came from her already bitten and wounded lips.

But the small pain became a dizzying pleasure. He licked the spot he had bitten with his tongue and dug into her mouth. The impudently intruding tongue freely explored Aileen's mouth.

A tingling sensation ran through her sensitive palate as his tongue rubbed roughly. Aileen curled her toes tightly and groaned.

She had kissed a couple of times before, so she had mistakenly thought that she would be a little used to it. But she was clearly realizing that it was nothing more than a delusion.

Why did it feel even stranger the more she did it? Was it because they were hugging each other tightly today? It felt much more lewd than before.

Cesare frowned slightly as Aileen writhed, overwhelmed by the surging sensations and not knowing what to do. The moment she saw the wrinkles forming between his eyebrows, Aileen unknowingly let out a moaning sound and trembled all over.

Then, she suddenly felt a strange sensation. At first, she thought he had brought a gun into the bedroom.

But there was no way there could be a gun that changed shape. Aileen realized what else could be in that position and froze.

The first thought that came to mind was one.

'...Is it really this big?'

It was through the clothes, but both of their Night Robes were thin, so there was no possibility of misinterpreting it. Following that, she felt pure curiosity.

'But wouldn't it be too uncomfortable if it's this big?'

She had also looked at human anatomy diagrams while studying pharmacy. She had also studied the part dealing with the male lower body, but Cesare's was very different from the average that Aileen knew.

While she was momentarily confused by the abnormally large size, what had initially been slightly soft quickly gained hardness. The process of hardening with hot heat was clearly felt through the thin Night Robe.

"You have to be careful, Aileen."

The man, whose lower body was stiffly swollen, bit Aileen's cheek and scolded her.

"Don't say things like that carelessly on the bed."

"But... we're going to get married."

She wouldn't have been able to say it normally, but was it because they were in the same bed? Courage welled up very slightly. Aileen stammered in protest.

"You said I need to get used to it..."

Then, Cesare pressed his swollen center firmly against Aileen's body. She quickly made excuses to him, who was showing her without words.

"That's, that's not it. I just meant the kiss... I think I'm used to it."

"That's a relief."

But for some reason, it seemed like she had said something wrong. He suddenly climbed on top of Aileen. Then, he kissed her neck. The lips that kissed her briefly pressed down and moved down little by little. At the same time, he grabbed Aileen's chest with his hand.

Aileen was startled and tried to grab his hand. But realizing that her hand was injured, she couldn't do anything and groaned.

Unlike the first time he grabbed it roughly, his hand soon gently massaged the soft flesh. The sensation of her chest being crushed in his hand made her vision spin. But the really surprising thing was something else.

"Gasp...!"

His lips, which had been going down her neck, touched the upper part of her chest. At the same time, his fingers flicked the tip of her breast. Her whole body stiffened as an unexpected area was pinched through the thin fabric. He teased her by flicking her breasts and gently scratching them with his nails.

She wanted to ask why he was tormenting such a place, but words wouldn't come out. Only a lewd moan filled with embarrassment was suppressed and flowed out.

"Ah, ugh, hngh."

As Aileen writhed all over, she heard Cesare laughing softly. He, who had been kissing her chest, raised his lowered eyes. He made eye contact with the crouched Aileen and slowly parted his lips.

"Ah!"

Then he bit Aileen's breast.