Political Marriage With a Friendly Enemy

istence and said okay, but when it came time to wash with him, it was very embarrassing.
It was different from when making love at night.

 

At night, it was dark all around and I was out of my mind.
Now, however, it was the morning when my head was clearest.

 

As I fidgeted in front of the tub without getting in, Kwanach picked me up.
I stared at him as I folded my arms around my chest.

 

 “Kwa, Kwanach.”

 

Kwanach got into the bathtub with me.
He ordered the largest one available, so there was plenty of room for the two of us.

 

I naturally laid down on Kwanaf’s thighs and sat beside him.
The water was moderately warm.

 

Kwanach soaked the cloth that was hanging over the tub in the water and scrubbed me from my shoulders to my arms.

 

I curled up in his chest, gasping for breath.
I was more embarrassed than when I lay naked beneath him last night.

 

My fingertips trembled.
I tried to push away Kwanach’s thick arms, but it was not easy, for the strength had left my wrists.
The hot heat came straight from Kwanach’ lower body, where I was sitting on.

 

‘Oh, he did that yesterday…!’

 

I was too embarrassed to keep going.
I said, looking up at Kwanach at an angle.

 

“I can do it myself….”

 

Kwanach stopped for a moment and stared at me.

 

“Even below?”

 

“……huh?”

 

“I think it’s pretty dirty down there, too.
Can you wipe it off yourself?”

 

“What do you mean?”

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I was so flustered and in a daze that a rough hand dug in between my legs.

 

“Ah!”

 

I shakily grabbed Kwanach by the shoulders.
Kwanach did not care and only pulled me closer to him.
Our bare chests were pressed tightly together.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

I mumbled in a crawling voice.
Kwanach kissed me on the tip of my nose and replied brazenly.

 

“I made it dirty, so it makes sense for me to clean it up.
I have to see if it is swollen or not.”

 

“……is that so?”

 

“Yes.”

 

I was about to fall for Kwanach’s words in a confused state, but suddenly remembered the memory before I fell asleep last night as if I fainted.

 

I was completely exhausted by the many times we mixed our bodies.
My eyes were dim.

 

As I fell asleep, Kwanach brought a damp cloth and carefully wiped my womanhood.
I remember that he also applied an ointment directly on it.

 

I was embarrassed even then, but I didn’t have the energy to push him away or say anything, so I let it go.

 

“……Liar! You already wiped it off for me last night.”

 

When I protested a beat later, Kwanach wriggled only one eyebrow.

 

“I thought you were asleep.
It seems you weren’t.”

 

“Why are you lying…?”

 

“Because I want to touch you.
I thought it was a plausible excuse, but it doesn’t seem to work.”

 

“Pervert.” 

 

As I suspected earlier, Kwanach became brazen after our wedding night.
It was a new look.

 

To my surprise, Kwanach responded to my criticism in a calm voice.

 

“I was always like this.
Whenever I looked at you, I always thought of racy things.
Now, I don’t have to hold back anymore, I just let it show.”

 

Kwanach gently stroked the cloth down the inside of my thighs from under the water, getting closer and closer to the inner circle.

 

Then, before I knew it, he let go of the cloth and searched for my womanhood with his bare hand.

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“…..ah!”

 

I moaned helplessly.
I twisted my upper body and hugged Kwanach.
I buried my face into his shoulder.

 

It was not the time to be surprised by Kwanach, who got aroused again even after doing it almost all night last night.
It was the same for me.

 

My body was still heavy and throbbing, but the heat was coming from below my waist again.
My back and hips were wiggling and my lower abdomen was tightening.

 

“Stop, stop…..I can’t.”

 

I was so nervous that I just bit Kwanach’s shoulder with my teeth.
Since last night, I have been biting Kwanach whenever I feel anxious or overstimulated.

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“No…… I thought we had to go see the political affairs already ….”

 

Kwanach kissed the top of my head.

 

“Don’t worry.
I can’t ask you to do it again.
It’s still swollen down there.”

 

“Phew…….”

 

“It’s so narrow.”

 

“Then …… why are you touching it…haaaa!”

 

“Did you know that a man and a woman can feel good alone without mixing bodies?”

 

“…… what?”

 

I lifted my head absentmindedly and stared at Kwanach blankly.
I didn’t know what in the world he was talking about.

 

Wasn’t the purpose of such an act to have children between husband and wife? Or, according to Kwanach’s words, we were to share their love with each other.

 

“What do you mean, ‘alone’…..?”

 

My dumb question made Kwanach burst out into a small laugh.

 

“You can feel good by yourself.”

 

“…….”

 

“Usphere, you need to learn more about pleasure.”

 

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