Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 133: Scene CXXXIII

"Oh... Husband, it was you..."

"... We leave the hills and you leave my side. Being on your own like this is dangerous."

"Haha... I suppose you are right."

Meeting his gaze as Aslak came to crouch by her side, Ewelina granted, moved by his compromise in continuing to protect her.

"... The water is cold."

"It is... yet I need to cleanse... I cannot continue in this state."

"... The woman’s bleeding..."

"........ Umh, It is..... A good thing it is that blood was everywhere in our path." — Embarrassed by the mention of a woman’s nature, Ewelina felt bitter to recall the days she endured in such a state, while the spouse became much more careful while giving protection in those days. Staring now at the clothes she was wearing. — "Our clothes are to also be cleansed..."

The amber of his hues brilliantly observed her concealed trouble in a seemingly nonchalant attitude. Holding his breath in silence before speaking again, attempting to be as gentle as the wife.

"I’ll help."

"?"

"I’ll help clean you."

"! N-no... you do not need to–"

"I want to." — Dryly, Aslak said. Watching straight and sincerely into her eyes. — "Let me. Fatædi."

"....."

Within the sincerity of his beautiful eyes, Ewelina understood her husband’s wishes. Sharing them as the dirt in his countenance was once more noticed even in the dark solely illuminated by the moon.

Hence, slowly, Ewelina moved a hand to dip it in the water, silently looking at the handsome man whose beard had grown slightly although his irks made Aslak keep it clean.

"Then... also let myself cleanse you." — Stroking his temple and cheekbone, the gentle wife began to also care for her spouse who immediately found comfort in the touch of her hand.

"... Fuuhhh... please do, Fatædi..."

"You are also exhausted... I thank you once more."

"I told you... no harm will reach you. Although, some scratches were dealt... Sorry."

"Haha... I wondered if my husband would mention that. I could discern it was in your mind."

"... Wife reads minds."

"I do not... yet my spouse is such a man." — Tenderly smiling to a frowning, unconvinced Aslak, Ewelina replied. — "A scratch or life. With each scratch this weak wife’s life was saved... an apology, my strong spouse should never give for it."

"..."

So sweet, the woman would never feel less amusing in the eyes of the man. Who came to learn softness in the heart by her presence and essence, who allowed himself to give an apology to some other.

The knees of the man touched the ground, invited by the loveliness of his life’s partner, leaning nicely to rub his nose against hers, overwhelmed by the wonderful sense in the touch.

"Ewelina..."

"Mhm... these grazes I had missed..."

"Me too." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"... These times of leisure too... Time for simple talk was deprived of us..."

"It was..." — Attentive to the soft words of the endearing Ewelina, Aslak also smiled as he agreed. Catching a glimpse of the pale skin peeking from the clothes she put back on in hast. Going back to the matters that brought Ewelina to the side of the stream.

"We can breathe better now." — He said, doing just as she did with her hand to clean some of her skin. — "The water’s cold. Let’s clean you quickly."

"Yes... husband too."

The spouses gladly cared for each other. With mere hands, the water was brought to clean the dirt from their skins thoughtful of each to not clean every bit of their bodies as both had endured well enough in this weary state.

When the time to clean her chest came, his hand hesitated to pull further down the dress she held. And to his stare Ewelina kindly gave her back to him, shyly suggesting a different action.

"I am to clean this side..."

"... Ou." — Infected by her shyness he answered, touching the woman’s back to clean it.

His body was far more easy to clean as he did not need to care for others to see. Therefore, with the careful care of her hands and the wild hast ones of his, much time did not pass before most of him was clean, including the short hair that had also grown slightly. Opposite to the wife... that even if he wished to do so quickly, his wild hands couldn’t be as hast for Aslak also, just as Ewelina did, wanted to caress her body and the lovely curls that had stiffened at the rough and bare journey.

Hence, the back of the woman could not be forgotten from his mind as he finished. For the drops of water falling from a clean curly mane traced the slim back while his hands cleaned the sweet sweaty fragrance a graceful wife emanated with warmth. Secretly leaning on it, intending to kiss it yet stopping himself at the unstoppable lust it would ignite.

And so...

"We should go back now..." — Ewelina ignorantly said to a man that would not move and would stop her motion to stand and leave this comfortable ambience.

"Not yet."

"... Yet... will it be alright? Our presence will be missed soon, husband." — She told the man that rose from the ground to stand before her.

"Yeah... but... I want us to stay here."

"....."

"Let’s stay here... Fatædi. A little longer."

"... Alright, my spouse."

Daintly, Ewelina’s hands came to caress the forearms of the man who had swiftly moved to stand behind her, sliding his arms so they could hold her in an innocent embrace.

Feeling pleasant at the pure wants of her husband, the blush in her now clean visage looked as youthful as the lovely happiness the peace of the nature surrounding them at this time gifted. Summoning endearing thoughts in the enamoured wife.

’... These rough hands feel much rougher... and yet I love the scraping feel of them much stronger, my beloved...’ — Allowing relaxation to take over her body, Ewelina admired the hands of her man, wide and tough. The very same ones that had constantly been stained by the creature’s blood he had killed to save her. — ’Oh husband... this moment in your arms... how I appreciate coming to live again by your side.’

"... Grrmm~ Fatædi, your hands feel nice." — Interrupting her thoughts, Aslak purred to her ear, pleased by the strokes her graceful hands gave to his tough arms.

"Just like my husband’s embrace does."

"Do you like when I lock you like this?"

"Hmm~... lock... is that the intention of your embrace, barbaric man?"

"Haha... it is since wife tends to slide from my hands. You already wanted to go back after all."

"... I do."

"What?"

"I do like it... since it means my husband wants myself near enough to lock me in his reliable hold."