Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 80: Scene LXXX

His eyes stayed fixed on the woman and his face naturally leaned on her hand’s caress that was accompanied by a gentle expression of his wife.

Her correction felt nice to the ears... yet other thoughts were preparing to be said.

"... If I come back before a month... That week... Can it be longer?"

"haha... It should be if husband wishes."

Both shared a grin. One seemingly wicked and the other simply sweet. Grins that naturally moved to softly meet in a pure kiss.

"I’ll... Fight so it’s less time I’m out there. They are not that far apparently."

"... Merely come back. You have a wife that will wait patiently..."

"My lung."

"... haha... Yes. Your lung." — The sight of her one dimple appeared at the woman’s lovely chuckle. Therefore, the man that looked down at it bent to also touch it with his finger. As its sight made him curious about its effect.

"That thing... I like it when it appears."

She smiled further at his serious remark and taking his hand Ewelina kissed its palm maintaining the lifted corners.

"Blessed thee Earth."

"Earth is... –why kiss my hand?" — Confused he asked. — "My lips are here. Why my hand."

"Hah... Haha... Fool of a man... It’s no time to ask questions. Our time is short... Let me breathe you more, spouse of mine... There is another kind of affection I wish to show." — Grasping his hand, she fondly smiled to then guide Aslak back to their mattress. — "Did you eat sufficiently? Your journey will be lengthy tonight."

"... I ate plenty..."

Seating as she guided, Aslak replied. Observing blankly at the woman who sat on his lap without releasing his hand while leaning on his torso. Resting her head on his shoulder... Dearly close to the birth of his neck.

"Maybe it would be wise for you to eat more... Husband has a big stomach unlike me–"

"Are we going to kiss?"

Interrupting the calm woman, Aslak inquired bothered by her leisure.

"... *peck*." — In silence, she lifted her chin to look at him, stretching to briefly graze him.

"We can... But this is fair too, husband." — Fiddling pleasant with his long fingers, the bashful woman softly told, keeping her gaze on the amber shades.

"..... You don’t want to?"

"hm... I have no motive to not want it."

"Then kiss me. I’m leaving soon."

"Husband... why are you this blunt? I wonder at times..."

Ewelina brought her hand to rest on his cheek, dazedly tracing his neck ending on his nude chest that breathed as his eyes attentively watched the woman’s fingers touching him while also listening quietly to other confusing words from his female.

"..."

"I am not upset..." — Reading in his hues what he was probably wondering, Ewelina added. — "I simply wonder... How come I like it so..."

"....."

"Husband may kiss me as much as he desires..."

"Until I leave."

"... Until you leave... *smooch*. Until. Nnh..."

Simple kisses and caresses... Sometimes stronger and more profound... Yet she remained in his lap, where he held her nicely, devoid of lust... For he knew the dark was falling rapidly and as much as he would like to heed its lure in her company... Further into the nooks of his vast territory, danger thrived, menacing the peace earth had granted in this short time the couple has been married.

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Dark skies fell, imminently, and visibly suffocating with its shadow.

A couple grooming each other, dazed simply by the silent feel of their bodies. In which the man relaxedly wrapped the small woman he took as partner as her tender presence gently cuddled to his big frame that would kiss her every time his eyes opened to see a darker chamber.

When night completely fell, Aslak peeked at the end of sunlight. And taking her chin, instead of innocent grazes... He passionately tangled their breaths. Making the woman flinch at the sudden intensity that even summoned the lit of their chamber’s candles that compelled to the wish of their souls for the night to delay its darkening.

"mh *shlurp.. lick*...ah– *sucks* mh!.. husband..."

"... I’m leaving."

"?...!?...ah... a-already? But no one has–"

"They won’t come. I gave the order and men obey... They are waiting for my fall now. Then we depart immediately."

Standing indifferent to how she stammered to his rise, Aslak told the bewildered woman as his hand went to get the shirt he had thrown as he took her body to wear it again, out of time to change and truthfully indifferent about cleanliness at the circumstances.

"... A cloak... will you not take one with you?"

"....."

Wearing his shirt, Aslak turned to see a concerned Ewelina that anxiously held her hands together, similar to how he had done while telling her his departure would happen at nightfall.

One long stride he gave, solely to touch the seductively dishevelled curls of his wife to lastly say.

"Further inside a cloak won’t do. I’m using different furs." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"ah... I-I see...-!?...m~"

Unexpectedly his hands lifted her face, brusquely to press against her his lips. Quickly releasing her to announce the farewell.

"I’m going."

"!... H-have a safe trip, husband... Let us meet soon with you unharmed in this home."

"Yes."

"... Be careful."

"... Prepare for my return, Ewelina." — Seemingly unconcerned, Aslak stared at the troubled expression Ewelina fought to conceal. Stroking with his thumb the end of her jaw that led to a hidden ear. Diving his fingers into her voluptuous fur, making the woman’s head tilt with the measured grasp he took of the marvellous strands that thrilled her body to the tasteful touch. — "I refer to your body... Feed it well so you can withstand me. Understood."

"ah... yes..."

A bite was given to her lower lip as her expression demonstrated the deep desire his words invoked. Exhaling a tiny moan of agreement as their gazes met, sharing the passion in their haze.

An impulse of her body and heart invited Ewelina’s hands to grasp in her arms the waist of her man, nonetheless, the smooth drift that left her desireful was taken by Aslak, stepping away after his teeth bit her chin, frowning conflicted by his duty restricting him from devouring her.

"Farewell." — Softly he said, meeting her eyes that asked him to remain beside her as another doubt emerged within the man from the desire for her flesh.