I’ll Be The Warrior’s Mother

Yelena held back a mischievous grin and cupped Kaywhin’s face with both hands. She kissed his lips with a ‘chu.’ The warmth their lips shared dissipated after a fraction of a second and Kaywhin’s firm body flinched, as if he was disappointed.

When Kaywhin raised his arm to wrap around Yelena’s waist, Yelena pressed down on his shoulders and said, “No, stay still.”

“…”

“Don’t move until I say you can.”

“…As you wish.”

Perhaps Kaywhin foresaw the torture(?) that was to come; he gulped.

Yelena gently stroked her husband’s masculine neck, and then held the sides of his head.

Chu, chu.

Yelena lightly kissed Kaywhin’s face.

His forehead, nose, and cheeks.

Yelena kissed all but Kaywhin’s lips. Kaywhin’s hands twitched from the featherweight kisses.

“…Wife.”

“Mhm, yes?” Yelena replied with a straight face, brushing her husband’s hair back. His fine black hair curled between her fingers.

“…”

Kaywhin shut his mouth, unable to get the words out. Yelena took the opportunity to kiss him right next to his lips.

In the end, Kaywhin could not suppress the moan that escaped.

“Yelena…”

‘I must be a pervert.’

Yelena’s cheeks turned pink. Why was the sound of his broken voice begging so pleasant to hear?

Nonetheless, Yelena decided to stop toying with him. It was starting to become unbearable for herself as well. Her throat felt like it was burning with thirst.

Yelena rested her arms on her husband’s shoulders as she wrapped them around his neck. She leaned down and their lips interlocked softly. Kaywhin’s lips parted effortlessly, as if he had been waiting. Yelena slipped her tongue in languidly.

“Mm…”

Their tongues entwined as their lips swallowed each other.

Sweet moans flowed from Yelena’s lips whenever they had the chance. Her back and waist tingled and she felt like a ticklish sensation between her toes.

“Haa…”

Yelena pulled away with clouded eyes. She heard her husband’s voice, which sounded more broken than before, as she took shallow breaths.

“…Now.”

“Hm?”

“Can I move?”

Yelena blinked, not knowing what he was talking about for a moment. Then, she remembered what she had said before.

“Stay still. Don’t move until I say you can.”

“…Ah.”

She hadn’t given him permission to move yet.

Yelena looked down at the backs of her husband’s hands, which were so tense his veins were popping out. No wonder those hands had been so meek while they had been kissing.

Yelena cleared her throat, feeling a little apologetic. Then, she opened her mouth.

“You can.”

“I want to kiss you.”

“…Mhm, you can do that too.”

As soon as Yelena gave permission, Kaywhin’s solid arms wrapped around Yelena’s body with a speed that was almost scary. A large hand cradled the back of her head securely.

Whoosh. Yelena’s back touched the snug mattress and her line of sight changed in an instant. Her husband, who had been underneath her, was now looking down at her from above.

“…!”

With one hand on the bed to support his weight and the other hand still holding the back of Yelena’s head, Kaywhin pressed his lips against Yelena’s.

“Aht, nh…”

His tongue opened the narrow gap between Yelena’s lips and swam through the soft interior. The movement was persistent, but it wasn’t rough. His tongue explored every part of her mouth. When it brushed past a particularly sensitive area, Yelena’s waist trembled of its own accord.

Yelena tightened her arms around her husband’s neck and squeezed her eyes shut.

Her mind grew fuzzy and she eventually lost track of how long they had been exchanging kisses with a tension that raised the hairs on her skin.

“…Haa, ha.”

Yelena panted like an athlete who had just completed a race when her husband pulled away.

‘Is he stopping now…?’

Half-satisfied, half-disappointed, she opened her eyes. Then, she immediately took back her thought.

‘No, I don’t think he is.’

Surprisingly enough, her husband’s eyes, darkened by lust, were still the same. Compared to the third time they had kissed, there wasn’t a single trace that his eyes had lightened since then.

It seemed as though he had only stopped kissing her because Yelena seemed tired, so he was giving her some time to catch her breath.

“…”

Yelena was a bit flustered, but her heart raced with an anticipation that she couldn’t help but feel.

‘But I should still rest for a bit,’ Yelena thought as she laid on the bed, catching her breath.