She didn't want to be among the people who were always uncomfortable with her, she didn't need the sun or summer and preferred this dream.
Therefore, she did not regret it.
“No, I don’t,” she replied softly.
Ilyin felt a hand caress his hair, the breath was warm against his skin.
She closed her eyes and the Duke spoke in a gentle voice:
“Are you scared?”
It would be a lie to say she wasn't.
‘Will it hurt?
Should I open my eyes?
Will I freeze if I do this?’
“Are you afraid to look into my eyes?”
"A little." Ilyin's whisper came out in a thin voice.
Something soft touched his wet eyes.
“Then you don’t need to see them.”
A soft cloth covered her eyes and she was in total darkness.
Aden's lips lightly brushed the cloth and Ilyin gripped the blanket tightly.
She shivered when she felt his breath.
However, the Duke's lips trailed over her until she calmed down and felt his gentle care.
“Ah…” Ilyin let out a sigh at your touch.
No lady who had heard about the Biflten engagement announcement would have imagined this evening.
A man whose sword was faster than words, a tough Duke who stood in the cold with monsters.
He was different from the person described in such rumors.
She felt his large warm hands caressing her trembling skin.
Then, she felt a warm touch on her dress and he unbuttoned the top button, exposing her collarbone and round shoulders.
Ilyin breathed in the cold night air when she felt his lips on her revealed skin.
The Duke leaned forward, as if asking her to get used to him and it was as if he had left a mark on her shoulder where he last touched her.
He unbuttoned another button and now the dress was open to her stomach.
Aden's hands were on her shoulder and waist before she could feel the cold: as they warmed her, his lips kissed between her breasts and then moved down.
Ilyin's toes curled at the delicate touch and she could hear the Duke's growl.
She felt his hands tremble slightly as he gently held her waist.
Since she couldn't see, her skin was even more sensitive to his touch.
Ilyin felt his hands tremble again as he opened her dress.
Her movements were smooth, but she heard the sound of fabric tearing.
She flinched again, but she couldn't see him biting his lip.
Aden hesitated, taking a deep breath as Ilyin's scent pulled him closer to her.
His head felt dizzy as if someone had hit it.
His hand gripped her bare waist as if he were lifting thin ice.
Ilyin's knees bent a little and her panties slipped down a little.
She choked before she could think about it; Aden's soft lips kissed her where no one had touched her before.
She felt goosebumps at his touch and it felt like waves were coming from below.
“If you want me to stop, take my hand tightly,” his whisper was hot against his ear and his hands held Ilyin's hips as his lips lowered again.
The touch was longer this time and he bit the cloth covering her nether regions, pulling it down with his teeth.
Her hips twitched as her panties fell halfway down.
Aden's large hands protected her hips from the cold air and she felt herself getting wet.
He kissed the inside of her thighs, his hot breath warming her.
Her lips were about to dive deeper when she felt Ilyin's body tremble and she tried to stifle a moan.
"Are you embarrassed?
Or are you worried that someone else might be here?"
She knew no one else was here, so that wasn't it.
“No one will spy on the lady of Biflten.” His voice sounded hoarser as he whispered again:
“Just you and me are here.”
His hand now slid between her legs and one finger was at her entrance, but his touch remained gentle as his fingers moved inside.
Ilyin let out a low moan when he touched her and the Duke let out a soft laugh:
“You don’t need to hold back, no one will hear you.”
His fingers pressed into her again, making her hips buck this time.
Aden breathed in and out slowly, trying not to rush things.
His hand shook as he controlled himself, as he could not use his fragile bride to satisfy his desires.
His patience boiled his blood.
A man whose sword was faster than words, a Duqueduro who stood in the cold with monsters.
Hearts: I'm still in the fifth grade, it's not possible to ashuashuasua