Last night, Rosaria became his lover.
In a quiet room, we check each other's feelings somewhat roughly. I fell into deep emotions.
Thanks to you for trying so hard to leave tooth marks and handprints on her yesterday.
His traces still seemed to remain on her skin. Rosaria looked at him softly and smiled.
…I spread my legs miserably.
And like a female in heat, begging to be cummed inside.
I was thrown backwards, pushed down and shouted obscene words…
'…Ugh,'
Rosaria looked at the sticky underwear for a long time, and then had no choice but to put the underwear, which was caked with semen, between her crotches.
It's a bonus to frown at the strange feeling of the lower body with semen sticking to it.
Rosaria, who was about to leave the door of the room, looked at him in turn for a long time, and then… Meteor. After saying that, Rosaria raised her arms and spread them out.
As he stares at her, wondering something, Rosaria's face turns slightly red. He seemed ashamed of himself for doing it.
"…I didn't even bring anything to wear, so I can't leave like this. Do I really have to say this with my mouth."
ah.
When our eyes met, her eyes were filled with nothing but deep affection. Forgetting the noise of the morning and their fatigue, their eyes were fixed on each other. At that moment, everything seemed to stop.
Yoosung, who belatedly realized the meaning of his words, came forward and took Rosaria in his arms.
The arms, which were hesitant for a moment, wrapped around each other.
Feeling each other's body heat, Rosaria stroked his hair.
His arms wrapped tightly around Rosaria's waist.
Her soft yet slightly muscled body reminded me that Rosaria was a mercenary leader.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled Rosaria closer.
The faint scent wafting from Rosaria's hair enveloped him. Rosaria's voluptuous breasts were pressed against each other mercilessly.
Rosaria felt the warmth of her lover touching her chest, and felt warm emotions flowing through her heart like waves.
comfy. The only nest that was created. When I was in Yoosung's arms, all my worries and worries seemed to fade away like a dream.
'meteor….'
So it was precious. This relationship. I didn't want to lose it. Youngwon wanted to hug each other tightly in this world of their own.
"…I will protect Yoosung no matter what difficulties come."
Yoosung listened to her words and hugged her back softly. The two were whispering their love to each other on the bed, enjoying the moment.
As the lights flickered, their love grew deeper.
They hugged in silence for a while, feeling each other's body heat. The only sounds surrounding them were the flames in the fireplace and the sound of the wind outside.
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The aftermath of the breakup, the intense sex from last night. All these things came together and pain came to her back, causing Rosaria to stumble. Pain flashed across her face, and her strong eyes weakened for an instant.
A searing pain spreads down my spine as if it were pressing down on my legs, and I instinctively twisted my body to keep my balance. He immediately came next to her.
Yoosung's eyes were full of worry, and his hand was quickly snatched to hold her.
"Are you okay?"
He asked, gently supporting Rosaria. His touch was warm and soothing. His hands held her waist and shoulders tightly and brought her close to his eyes.
Rosaria leaned into his arms, took a moment to catch her breath, and regained her composure. Leaning against his chest, the sound of his heart beating gave her a sense of relief. His eyes were full of worry and love.
His hand gently stroked her back, trying to comfort her.
"It will be okay. Maybe…"
She answered with a weak smile. Her voice was still strong… but the relief she felt in his arms made it even more relaxed.
He gently supported her and sat her down on a nearby sofa. He sat down next to her and folded his hands over hers.
"Don't overexert yourself and take a little rest."
"…"
You can rest.
His words meant a lot to her.
As Yoosung's hand gently massaged her waist with gratitude, the pain subsided little by little.
After the long days of battle, she was now living a life completely different from before.
After falling in love with Yooseong, the days they spent together were peaceful and filled with happiness.
When morning comes. He and Rojirai prepared breakfast.
She had held a sword all her life and only knew how to survive, so she had no knowledge of cooking.
During his time as a mercenary, his hands were always stained with weapons and blood, and it was a skill he didn't really need outside of combat.
But now that I was spending peaceful time by his side, I felt the need to do the lyrics.
When morning came, Rosaria tried to cook in the kitchen with Isabelle's help.
It looks like we were fighting while blushing until a few days ago. Instead, Isabel stroked Rosaria's waist and helped her as much as she could with pitiful eyes.
-"It was very difficult, right? Because Yoosung is like that…"
-"?"
Isabelle taught her the basic cooking methods, starting with how to cut a knife.
She did her best while listening to Isabelle's explanation, but as expected, she was not used to it, so she almost cut the ingredients that needed to be cut across the table. Materials bounced out of the pan and stuck to the ceiling.
Contrary to expectations, it was a mess, with smoke rising from the pan and blackened, unrecognizable eggs clumping together. Rosaria was embarrassed and shook the fan, but the situation got worse.
In the past, when you break out in a cold sweat and hit the limits of your talent. Yoosung, who was watching the scene from the side, came into the kitchen.
Rosaria was at a loss as to what to do while holding the fan, and then answered while blushing with embarrassment. What little coolness there was in the morning was no longer there.
"…I'm sorry. meteor. I wanted to prepare breakfast for you… but I failed."
Yoosung approached Rosaria and said, wrapping her arms around her shoulders.
"It's okay. No one is good at anything from the beginning. What matters is that you made an effort for me. Where are you looking? You're not hurt, right? That's more important to me."
"…!!"
Those words touched Rosaria's heart deeply. There was a warm love in her eyes that could no longer be suppressed.
As she looked at Yoosung's face absorbed in cooking, she felt the emotions she had been suppressing for so long bursting out.
As I looked at his face while cutting fruit, it was as if small moments had gathered and accumulated in my mind. Fruits piled up next to each other.
Every time he treated her kindly, Rosaria's heart pounded involuntarily.
Cooking where you remove the burnt food from the pan and slowly start it all together again. This time, the results were much better because there were several people guiding. We finished cooking together as if we were newlyweds. It helped me overcome my fear of cooking.
Although she was still bad at cooking, thanks to his love and patience, Rosaria's skills were improving day by day, and thanks to his love and patience, her skills were improving every day. Learning a new life by his side brought her quite a bit of joy.
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As time passed, she saw something that looked quite like food.
"Now, try it."
She prepared the dish carefully and brought it to me. Judging by his appearance, he must have learned Korean food from Amelia. There was a meal in front of me that was more appetizing than I expected.
How nervous did he have to be to use such a calm tone of voice? It seemed like a storm was raging inside.
It was a great fortune to be able to make babies every night with the dedicated service of such a beautiful woman in body and mind.
He looks at my expression carefully, followed by a look in his eyes that is a mixture of tension and anticipation.
"Oh, it's pretty delicious."
In fact, it was ordinary. As my complexion suddenly brightened, Rosaria looked expressionless on the outside, but her ears perceptibly perked up and her face turned as red as a tomato.
A face full of joy.
Her hands rested on her chest.
No matter when I saw her, her breasts were voluptuous. The hand goes up, and I take that as a given. It probably won't be that big of a problem if you put a plate on it.
Rosaria didn't even seem to notice my gaze.
"Really…? Fortunately, fortunately. As expected, it was rewarding to receive help from Lia and the maid!"
Rosaria's face was filled with joy. Even though the food made with her effort and sincerity tasted ordinary, her pure reaction warmed my heart, and I, too, felt joy and satisfaction.