I relaxed until evening that day. Creet explained that Priscia is not doing a little better, or Fame visited me worried once and told me to stop studying as a nobleman today. After thankfully accepting that and still returning to normal for dinner, Priscia had dinner with Duran and Fame and the three of us, as usual.
That's how it will be at night.
"Welcome back"
Sometimes last night, a little embarrassed to see Creet's face, but Priscia welcomed her husband back at night with a smile.
"I'm home."
When Creet walks over to Priscia without showing any hesitation, she bends her body slightly and overlays her lips. I was surprised at Priscia for a moment, but I turned my arms around her nappy and her hips.
Creet's attitude had changed because she connected her body last night. After stumbling on his lips and tangling his tongue several times, Creet let go of his face. That's how I take Priscia to bed.
Could you do it again today? and Priscia gets a little upset. I don't hate it when I feel like it, but I'm still worried about my sleep because the place where I accepted Creet yesterday is uncomfortable and the time is slow.
Perhaps she noticed Priscia's anxiety, Creet smiled bitterly as she fell asleep in bed.
"Just keep going. I won't do it today. It's after the first time, and you're gonna have a tough time."
"Thank you very much……."
Priscia was relieved by Creet's care, but when she got into a hugging position, she felt like she was hitting something hotter than usual around her thick crotch. This would be it. It would be a testament to Creet's desire.
"Sorry. Not once I taste you. Looks like I was still younger than I thought."
Creet laughed bitterly about knowing her condition, too, and still remains a loose hug to Priscia.
"Um, okay?
"Oh. Leave me alone and I'll fit in. I'm sleepy today."
I wondered if it was something like that, but Creet just buried her face in Priscia's chest and it seems satisfying. Priscia put her hand on its head and stroked it loosely, but I still couldn't help but worry about the stiff thing that hit her leg. Instead of fitting in, isn't it harder?
"Ah, you know,"
Priscia spoke out ready to die. I don't have any experience with Priscia herself, but I'm not oblivious to that. The women around them at school and in the royal palace are naked on such topics, so they have quite a bit as knowledge.
"If only with my hand..."
Off the hand that was holding Creet's head, Priscia reached for its lower body while turning bright red. I thought I could do this from a woman even though she hadn't asked me to, but I've heard that men in these conditions are hard. I couldn't leave it alone.
From the top of her nightgown, when Priscia touched that hard heat, she felt it tremble in her hand.
"…… Well, let me ask you a favor"
Creet seemed to laugh bitterly at her own frustration, but honestly accepted Priscia's hand. The two wake themselves up. Between the two shaped opposite each other, something bigger and thicker popped up than Priscia thought as Creet made her pajamas fall apart.
"... eh"
Priscia breathes for a moment. My body was connected yesterday, but I never saw Creet herself properly like this. Priscia was surprised to see if something like this was in her body. I think that should hurt. I can't believe this was really in there right now.
"Priscia, don't look so serious"
Priscia returned to me in the bitter, grinning voice of Creet. That's right. Priscia's cheeks turn red. Even Priscia is so embarrassed that she wants to die if she looks at her place seriously.
"Excuse me......"
Trying to take her gaze off a little bit, Priscia slowly reached out. He's already standing there ambitiously. Plus, he puts a horrible finger on it. I heard a breathtaking sound from Creet over my head, but I should hold this and rub it on her, when Priscia wrapped it gently in her hands and started moving her hands.
"Eh."
"Shah."
Moments later, white liquid erupted from the tip of Creet's genitals, and Priscia accidentally screamed a small scream. As he was groaning, it continued to spit out the dope and fluid, smudging under it from the chest of Priscia's nightgown.
……
I wonder if this means it's over now, and Priscia puts her fearful hand away from Creet. The hand was also stained with white sticky liquid.
With her face gently raised, Creet puts her hand on her forehead and is silent.
"Um……………."
"…… No."
"Yes?"
I wonder what the difference is, Priscia tilted her neck, but Creet seemed to have something to say, saying it quickly with her hands on her forehead and leaning down. I'm not sure about that look because it's covered with my hands.
"It's not always this fast. I don't know if I'm okay with just being touched, but my... I just thought it was touched and I reacted abnormally."
Priscia finally noticed as she watched her face and ears dye red as she saw them peeking from between her hands. The Creet is overwhelmingly lit by the mere touch of Priscia.
Priscia doesn't really know how long a man lasts, but even though she does think about yesterday, I guess it's too early for Priscia to reach it just by touching it.
Fever also rises on Priscia's face when she realizes that. I thought maybe.
"Oh, um... well, my hands have such effects too?
I haven't had a chance to try it before, but do Priscia's hands not just have healing powers, but also boost the excitement of men? Such an effect, I'm not very happy, made Priscia feel complicated.
"No, you don't. I just got excited on my own. If I thought I was wrapped up in your sacred hands, I'd say goodbye..."
Having said that, Creet silenced and exhaled a great deal. "Let's not, I feel like I'm going to keep digging the grave," he broke off the conversation, getting out of bed and out of the bedroom with a quick move. As Priscia sat on the bed, stunned off of it, no matter what, Creet came right back with a cloth in her hand.
Then open the cabinet provided in the bedroom and take out the nightgown for Priscia.
Creet back in front of Priscia took Priscia's still dirty hands silently and politely wiped away the dirt. Then he took off Priscia's nightgown and encouraged her to put on her new nightgown, so Priscia changed in the first place.
Let's go to sleep.
To avoid allowing Priscia's objection, Creet fell asleep in bed hugging Priscia with a slightly more forceful trick. I don't see the look on Creet's face buried in Priscia's chest, but the lighting seems to be continuing because her ears are still red.
"... don't you touch mine anymore"
Priscia was a little silent in her small, chest-shrieked voice, but some grin overflowed from the back of her chest, desperately trying to endure but unable to bear it, making her body tremble and laugh. I tried not to speak out, but Creet holding Priscia would find out with a body tremor.
"Excuse me, I'll be careful"
Priscia replied, shaking her voice with a laugh, Creet sighed and buried her face back in Priscia's chest. As she surrounded her head, Priscia was laughing until she was finally able to hang a frightened voice on Creet saying, "You're quite the laughing superior."
Priscia and Creet's marriage went well.
Since then, Creet has held Priscia every few days. "You can't afford to be doing this if you're tired," Creet laughed at Priscia worrying about her body. As my husband put it, just before he quit the royal palace, the rumor of the Creet that came into his ear was that "Undersecretary Brody was more obsessed than ever," and Priscia smiled.
Apparently, Fatigued Creet is doing well at work.
Mansion humans also float in the creet returning every night.
Fame was also kind to Priscia, and Duran, who looked harsh and silent, began to talk to Priscia as she got used to it. Originally, she said she was adorable about Creet's sisters, and Creet said, "My father is sweet to women".
Priscia, who was anxious about the practices of the upstream aristocrats, had also learned to do so under Fame's guidance. The Brody family itself is tough, so they don't look too familiar with the tea party and the social world, but Fame nevertheless accompanied Priscia to join us in that sort of thing.
It's the first time this year I've seen a world like that, Priscia.
I was just trying to keep Fame from crushing his face, but I couldn't really turn my eyes to "such a mediocre daughter" like Priscia was worried about. I guess it's because there's a fame next door. Halfway to the sharp gaze of Rin Fame, the aristocrats cannot come.
Fame took care of Priscia and for Priscia she was a really dependable being. I knew Creet would look like Fame. As I look at that back pulling more and more, there are occasional overlaps with Creet, and Priscia smiles.
Fame apparently likes Priscia a lot, too, and the relationship was good.
What Fame often says is, "Mr. Priscia used to bone Creet that far." From Fame's point of view, Creet seems to be in love with Priscia. At first, it was Priscia who got in trouble when she said that, but lately she also became aware that it might look that way from around her.
Anyway, Creet has a different look to show Priscia and other humans. Priscia has yet to be angry with Creet or have ever had a cold attitude. Although Priscia has never had that attitude towards Creet either.
And Creet tries to be alone with Priscia as soon as she stays home. I know that sometimes you want to sleep with Priscia soon, but from around you, she looks "highly monopolistic". Such a Creet appearance seemed unexpected to Fame, and he was surprised "I've never known the unexpected side of my son".
In such a smooth life, what Priscia cared a little about was her own hands. As for Priscia, I'd like to tell Duran and Fame that I'm family now, but when I talked to Creet, she said, "Shut up until I need you because it's going to be a hassle." I wondered what was troublesome, Priscia, but when the day came, I understood what Creet was saying.