—…Have you drunk?
The one who first broke the silence that floated between the two was Blair.
Seeing her delicate brow furrowed slightly in worry, Herdin let out a mocking laugh and replied.
-Because?
Are you thinking of scolding me?
Although he didn't answer Blair's question, his more languid look than usual and his slow steps as he approached gave the answer for him.
Blair reached out to hold him and answered.
—It's not a scolding, it's concern.
Herdin watched with indifference as Blair approached him with hurried steps.
He found it laughable that she was trying to support a man who was a head taller than her.
Without knowing anything and without an iota of fear, his wife approached and surrounded his waist with those thin arms.
At the same time, a sweet body aroma suddenly enveloped him.
In that instant, the rope of reason, which he had held slightly slack, tightened and finally snapped.
Herdin pushed the woman who had reached into his arms against the wall and immediately attached his lips to hers.
Surprised by the sudden kiss, Blair shuddered.
Herdin parted his lips slightly and looked down at her.
However, his hands firmly clasped and his blue eyes, where heavy desire rippled, said it all: he had no intention of letting her go like this.
And the same was true with Blair.
At least for tonight.
As she silently watched the man who was looking at her with eyes that seemed ready to pounce on her, waiting for her response, Blair finally closed her eyes.
Then, as if he had been waiting, his arm went around Blair's waist and devoured her lips.
In a way so urgent and thirsty that that brief moment in which he had waited for her consent moments before seemed like a miracle.
—Mmm…
His soft tongue slid between her half-open teeth.
Every time his tongue brushed the tender mucosa and tangled with hers, he got the bitter taste of whiskey.
It was he who had drunk, but it was she who seemed to be on the verge of getting drunk.
Completely forgetting that they were in the hallway, the two of them, entangling their hot breaths and exploring each other, stopped the instant Blair, choking, clung desperately to his arm.
Just when Herdin, after giving Blair a brief respite to catch her breath, was preparing to devour her lips again...
—…Herdin.
Herdin paused for a moment when he heard Blair's voice calling out to him, but immediately tried to join their lips together again, as if refusing to listen to any rejection.
Just before his lips engulfed hers again, Blair added urgently,
—To the room… Let's go to the room.
Only then did he stop.
But it was only a moment.
Herdin immediately attached his lips to hers again.
Just as Blair tried to stop him again, Herdin scooped her up into his arms.
Even as he opened the door and entered the room, he didn't separate his lips from hers.
—Mmm… Ah…
Hugging his neck as he continued to kiss her gently, as if he were caressing her with his lips, but persistently, Blair suddenly came to her senses.
It had been useless to worry about whether she should let herself be carried away like that by a drunken man, because when she came to, she was already on the bed.
Herdin, who had positioned himself over Blair, reconnected his lips to hers after a brief separation.
It was a kiss that felt almost desperate, as if her lips were the water of life.
It was at the moment when Blair, choking, parted her lips and opened her eyes, that she realized that her attitude was subtly different from usual.
Her gaze met his, who was watching her with slightly half-closed eyes.
Those blue eyes, for some reason...
looked like those of someone being strangled, full of agony.
His countenance seemed so extremely precarious that I couldn't look away.
—…Herdin.
Blair caressed his cheek just as he went to kiss her again, stopping him.
—Has something happened?
In her past life, buried in her own feelings, she had thought that the difference in his behavior was simply because he was drunk.
She had believed that he, who had suddenly begun to distance himself from her one day, loved her again.
Hungry for a hint of her feelings, she had simply been happy at that moment.
He hadn't had time to analyze his emotions.
Because he was afraid that, when the sun came up, he would get drunk and the magic of that night would fade.
She was afraid that he would push her away again, that everything would end up like a one-night dream.
But, contradictorily, in this life, in which he no longer wanted her love, his feelings were the first thing he saw.
However, the response he received was the same as always.
—…No.
Herdin intertwined his fingers with Blair's hand and added quietly.
—Nothing has happened.
With that answer as the final point, Herdin devoured her lips again, and the conversation between them ended.
He squeezed and kneaded Blair's breast, and then haphazardly tore off her annoying nightgown.
The top buttons jumped violently, exposing her perky breasts.
After touching the nipples, already erect only with the kisses, squeezing them between his fingers, he separated his lips and sat up.
Then he grabbed Blair's thighs, spread them apart, and joined his body to hers, who was not yet fully ready.
—Ah!
Although her inner walls were already wet from the intense kisses alone, to Blair he was still overwhelming.
It had always been, but today it was even more so.
Herdin grabbed Blair's buttocks, who were shaking uncontrollably, and penetrated her to the hilt.
—Ahh…
The wet inner walls of her vagina squeezed him as if they were pressing him, uniting them completely without leaving a single empty space.
But even being united without being able to get closer, the empty feeling created by the emotion he had suddenly realized was not filled at all.
He thrust into her as if searching for something to fill that void.
—Ahh!
Strangely, the deeper he went inside, the emptier he felt.
Like someone who drinks seawater, no matter how much he drank, the thirst and emptiness did not subside.
An atrocious and insatiable desire urged him even more.
—Ah!
Herdin…!
A little more… slowly… Ah!
He tightly hugged the woman who was looking down at him with eyes alight with heat.
Even in that situation, the woman who accepted him completely despite feeling overwhelmed was still beautiful.
Damn beautiful.
Because?
Why do you have to be that woman's daughter?
Why do you have to be the emperor's sister?
No…
Why did I have to fall in love with you?
The reasons why I should let you go are countless, but I only have one reason why I can't do it, and that drives me crazy.
He felt as if he were sinking beneath an endless surface of water.
His vision was blurred by the emotion that completely overwhelmed him, but Herdin ignored it and focused on the desire before him.
Because now, no matter what happens, I won't be able to let you go.
—…Blair.
Blair, who was abandoning herself to him as she was shaken aimlessly, barely came to her senses from his suddenly slower movements and looked up at him.
And the moment he met her blue eyes, where desire rippled, he suddenly remembered a forgotten fact.
That tonight was the last night he spent with this man.
At the same time, the coldness emanating from him made her a little sad.
Because he was still wearing his rain-soaked street clothes, while only she was completely naked.
In her past life, that had also made her sad.
The distance of a single layer of clothing that didn't shorten no matter how close they were, the heat he could never feel.
The memory of that night, when she had swallowed her sadness in silence for fear that he would walk away again, was still vivid.
But wouldn't it be nice to be a little more selfish today?
For the last time, just for tonight.
—Herdin.
Blair carefully held the hem of her clothes and said:
—Could you...
hug me a little more warmly?
Herdin, as if he had understood the meaning, began to take off his clothes.
One by one, the clothes fell off and her perfect body was revealed.
Finally, he leaned in and immediately attached his lips to hers again.
Like a fish out of water desperately searching for liquid, thirsty and urgent.
At the same time, his big body hugged Blair tightly.
The warm touch of his temperature and the clear beat of his heart that he felt through his chest made him want to cry for no apparent reason.
Immediately afterwards, his field of vision began to shake again.
At the same time, the tears pooling in Blair's eyes fell.
Blair carefully caressed his firm waist with defined muscles, then clung desperately to his broad back.
All night long, not to let go.
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The entire capital was abuzz day after day with rumors about Blair.
The tavern in the back alley was no exception.
No, on the contrary, being a meeting place for people with a rough life, the rumors became even more sordid.
Especially, even more so when the protagonist of those rumors was a woman.
—Have you heard the rumor?
That the duke's wife tried to bite the Empress Dowager's neck?
…To be continued