Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 79: Scene LXXIX

The sensation of their ambience had both entranced in comfortable bliss. The relaxed savage resting innocently, feeling her warmth and breathing her essence... The woman relinquishing to the pleasant feel of his skin against hers and the fluttery emotion his whispers and continuous affection gifted...

A scene of a seemingly simple couple that shared the leisure of having each other’s presence and touch.

"... woman... Don’t stop... Like this..." — Asking his wife to continue grazing with him, Aslak cuddled to her naturally, truthful to what his instincts demanded.

’Ah... This man...’ — A thought of the woman commenced at his tame and gentle request.

She who had simply paused her caresses to enjoy being pampered by him whose nose never stopped, took a moment to observe the man with closed lids. Feeling fully overwhelmed by the strong sentiment she had matured on this day.

’oh... This man is truly...’

Ewelina thought in elated sighs as she heeded his request. Taking his countenance dearly with the frail hands of a conquered woman, inviting their foreheads, noses and then their lips to caress each other. As a last thought crossed her mind and soul, tremorous in bliss and fright.

’... I have come to love his whole nature... I love... this man... truly... Oh so strongly...’ — The stuffy emotion admitting this brought to her soul opened her eyes to look at him fervently.

"haa.. husband... I want deeper affection..." — Kissing the drowsy man she pushed so her body would be on top of her spouse, Ewelina whispered sweet and seductive. — "Touch me... *smooch* Kiss me...*suck* fill me again... haa... before you leave where I cannot reach you..."

"Will you ride me?"

"mh... If husband... aids me to..." — Seating on top of him she raised leading his hands to grasp her hips. — "I will."

"Haahh... bloody body you have... I’ll aid every time." — Aslak sat to speak to the fascinating silhouette of the woman against the sun that dismissed the furs with her movement. Yet he added... — "But this time... *smooch* Let’s do it slow as you like..."

"I like it either way..."

"fuhh. Don’t tempt me, woman."

A shared smile was kept by the couple. And a slow tangling commenced splendidly with the lock of their edges.

Thorough caresses... Soft puffs... And then... a woman’s laugh at a sudden sound the stomach of her spouse made to interrupt their entrancing ambience.

"nngh... Damn it. I forgot." — He whined at the big growl of his hunger.

"Hahaha... Lunchtime. We cannot skip it, husband."

"... When I am back let’s take a week like this."

"..... Not a day... buy a week?"

"I now know a day is not enough."

"... Alright... I will wait patiently for your return..." — Finding his suggestion curious she giggled, accepting although aware it could not be.

"After that... We will leave for Ramideos. I will show you off to those simple men and frigid women... You have to prepare while I’m gone, Ewelina."

"Yes... I will prepare so my spouse is proud and honoured–"

"I didn’t mean that." — Cutting into her words Aslak’s head searched so her lowered eyes would meet his malicious ones. — "Prepare for that week I will keep you locked here. Imagining you while I’m away... You should prepare so I can have you as much as I fucked you in my head."

His rough way to call their intercourse still made her shiver in anticipation. Even though inside she wished for him to learn another way to address it... One that was according to her confirmed lovesome feelings.

Nonetheless, — "Yes... I will..." — She nodded and kissed him in agreement. Keeping to herself the lesson she would teach the man once that illusioned week came.

*******

Food was brought to them. Newly prepared for the one that was timely made lost heat while the couple rested.

More leisure was enjoyed in each other’s arms. More tanglings occurred, innocent and also profound. Words with little importance along with simple and short conversations during their meal. Yet some would remain in their thoughts for they held meaning for each.

"Husband?"

"Hm?"

"Umh... My tea is missing... Could you ask for it to be brought?"

"...what tea?"

"M–my favourite tea... I drink it every day..."

"..... I’ll make them bring it."

"Th– blessed thee earth..."

His movement halted to her words, dismissing the severity he had adopted again while taking care of feeding their bodies, and so, Aslak turned to look and smirk at the woman. Amused for he had noticed before yet not teased the pure wife about it.

"So you learned that ’thank you’ is not used here, huh."

"... Hrom told me... Nobody else informed me before him... Not even my husband."

"... That’s because I don’t care what words you use... But... It’s nice... ’As earth is us to become’, woman. Eat quickly and I’ll say the first part." — Snuggling her ear from behind, he told his wife. Teasing her again with luscious intentions as he also felt excited by the frail attitude she easily portrayed to his touch and sound.

"... yes..." — Ewelina exhaled as he drifted away. Blushing by his affectionate ways she could not accustom to, more so in the exhilaration of love.

Wearing again the gown she had used as she waited she felt filthy... But ecstatic for the source of the filth that had been gained during their tangling. A tangle that the man only made her desire to repeat it... for she wished to be close as much as possible before he left.

The tea was requested. Silently. And he came back in ponder, to watch the svelte back of the female.

"....."

Eating peacefully the various dishes, Ewelina looked smaller to his eyes.

It was a blank stare he observed her with. And as blankly as he stared... as mindlessly he approached her.

"Nightfall... it won’t take long to arrive." — Aslak told her a few steps away. — "I’m leaving then."

"..... yes..." — Keeping a measured countenance, her head lowered to gaze back at her hand holding a piece of bread. Taking notice of the fading light from the outside.

’... properly show a wife’s affection...’ — The thought when moving to their marital chambers was repeated in her head. And to the feeling it gave, Ewelina went back to look at the man a few steps by her side who also lifted his gaze to meet hers as he simply stood away... Maybe waiting for more words to be heard from the woman.

A man who wore the pants this time without her asking to... But was shirtless letting her see the flesh that nervously flexed holding his own hand idly.

The hues were vivid. And their firmness felt softened while holding her stares.

"..."

Hence... It was first a movement that she made.

Leaving the piece she was faintly eating, the woman’s bare feet took her to the man that did not flinch at her determined approach.

"....."

A pause.

And a careful lift of her hand.

"Have a safe trip, husband." — Stroking the side of his manly jaw and taking one of the hands he had not lowered... Ewelina, the wife in love commenced her farewell. — "I wish you good nights and days... Come back unharmed... And with good news of your–... Of our people."