Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

Raven looked through the bookshelf before discovering a gap in between the slightly opened drawer. His hand reflexively moved towards it due to the unusual scent that was oozing from the inside.

“What is this?”

A vast array of medicinal bottles were filling up the drawer. Raven’s face immediately stiffened as a number of large and small bottles had appeared in her drawer.

‘Is she taking all these sorts of medicines?’

He recalled, albeit vaguely, the medicine that he had put inside his mouth from before. Even after the repulsively bitter taste had gone down his throat, he could still feel for a long time.

His expression immediately hardened to the scene of things that had naturally agitated him.

“…I’ve told you not to overdo it.”

He took out one bottle of medicine among the many. The liquid was rippling away within that opaque bottle.

He had thought that her ailing body was already improving, but it didn’t seem to be the case at all. She had been doing her very best. In order to aid him, she was adapting to her role within the house while working very hard to fulfill her own duties.

Raven felt an uncontrollable surge of emotions.

Suddenly, a rattling sound of the doorknob that had been turned immediately made Raven put the bottle of medicine back into the drawer in a hurry. Only after the recently opened drawer had been closed completely did Molitia appear.

“Raven, I’m done already. I heard from the butler that you’re here… have you been waiting for a long time?”

“Not really, come here.”

Finally, it was really over! Raven immediately approached his confident wife before hugging her in his arms. Molitia then patted his back when a rather strong force had tightened against her delicate waist.

“You’re not actually complaining because I was just a tad too late, are you?”

“No way. I’m just hugging my wife since I’ve missed her so much.”

Raven then habitually held her hand. He lowered his waist before placing his forehead on top of hers. It had become a norm for him to check her temperature back.

“You have a fever.”

“What? No way. I don’t even feel any hazy at all just yet…”

“Really. Your hands are cold, but only your forehead has gotten warmer.”

Molitia’s lips eventually touched Raven’s.

“It doesn’t even fit into the warm perimeter yet.”

“I know, but the bet that I’ve made with my wife this morning is still vivid in my own ears.”

Molitia’s face immediately went ablaze at Raven’s words. She remembered how confident she was when she said that her condition wouldn’t get any worse than before.

“Maybe, if I were to take a little break, my fever would go down soon… aah!”

As soon as the licking sensation had become clearly evident on her neck, Molitia started shrieking without ever realizing it. Her neck felt like it was on fire.

“You do remember the promise, right?”

Molitia’s reddened face nodded slightly. His words, which made him look incredibly sexy, seemed to be searing in her ears.

He then placed his hand behind Molitia’s legs before lifting her right up. When his hand had brushed against her thigh, Molitia unconsciously became nervous at that instant. It hadn’t even started yet, but it seemed as though she had already begun to get wet underneath.

In contrast to her expectation, Raven then headed straight to the bathroom—instead of the bed. When he opened the door and entered, a stream of warm air had immediately intruded before he dropped her off in the middle of the bathroom itself.

“Raven? What the hell is this…”

“Let’s take a bath together.”

He straight away unbuttoned her dress. Her chest that had been kept hidden was immediately unveiled then.

“Okay, wait a minute. Let me take care of it.”

Raven took a step back at Molitia’s own words. While she was feeling his keen gaze, Molitia slowly unfastened the buttons that were on her clothes.

Raven began to undress, in line with her own actions, before entering the bathtub first. The water level that had filled the bathtub eventually rose.

When Molitia had finally doffed her clothes, she then slowly raised her head.

“Come here, Molitia.”

Molitia, who was facing his extended hand, started heading towards the other side of the bathtub. As soon as she tried to lift her leg, Raven had caught her hand while holding it back tightly.

“Raven?”

“Where are you actually going?”

Raven then quickly pointed down to himself.

“Come here.”

“To you?”

“The bathtub is not that wide, so why don’t we do this?”

Molitia threw an absurd look on her face. It was just preposterous. The Duke’s bathtub wasn’t just large enough to fit two, but also, to an extent of three people as well.

“Hurry up. If you stay naked outside for too long, you’ll definitely catch a cold later.”

Eventually, Molitia’s body went ahead into the bathtub as if she had been dragged by him. A pair of cold feet had brushed against his thighs before her soft thighs had finally settled in between—while touching—his thighs as well.