Chapter 54
Edward wore an expression of disbelief without realizing it.
But the physician continued in a serious tone.
“You said this person had been confined in the temple’s underground all this time.”
“Yes.”
“In that case… it’s highly probable she was malnourished, unable to move, and unable to sleep properly. Never exposed to sunlight, either.”
“…”
“And if, in such a state, she experienced some… grave, overwhelming stimulation…”
The elderly physician glanced sideways at Edwardâwho was still barely clothed with only a towel around his waistâand flushed red.
Edward answered, feeling somewhat dazed.
“So, in other words.”
“…”
“She fainted because I was too… stimulating.”
“That is the case, for now.”
The physician blinked bashfully, like a maiden, and withdrew.
Edward stayed by Lucy’s side for a long while.
Then he looked down at the sleeping Lucy with a grave expression.
To think that merely seeing his body head-on was enough to make her dizzy and end up like this.
It was endearing, and he understood that she liked him enough to faint…
‘But she’s pathetically weak.’
And on top of that, she had just collapsed like this on her own, making his heart plummet.
Truly, she was an unforgivably impertinent little mouse.
That night, having resolved to do something about it, he dozed lightly beside the sleeping Lucy.
“Master.”
Edward woke at the sound of someone calling him.
“…”
And after lifting his head, he flinched and froze.
Rustle.
The woman on the bed had, at some point, risen completely undressed and was gazing at him.
“You.”
“I’ll wash you properly this time.”
Her small lips pursed softly, and her white body was revealed, bathed in moonlight.
The glow of her skin, which had been soaked and visible beneath her clothes in the bath, was now laid bare without any garment or obstruction.
The b*****s, thin yet unexpectedly full, and the pale pink buds hanging at their tipsâthe moment they caught his eye.
He couldn’t tear his gaze away.
She was a woman whose chest carried a sense of volume, yet even the pale buds there were small, just like the rest of her.
While he stood frozen without realizing it, a small, white hand reached out and caressed his face.
“…”
He had to push her away, but he couldn’t.
Because the woman who had fainted from a mere kiss might hurt herself against his strength. That was why…
No. Truthfully, he didn’t want to push her away.
Just a little longer, like this…
Rather than waiting for her to approach, he wanted to pull her into his arms, but he had no confidence in controlling his strength.
Afraid that the moment he embraced her, the woman would shatter, Edward clenched his fists and suppressed the impulse.
Seeing the veins bulging on the back of his hands, the woman laughed as if delighted.
“Come here, Master.”
And then, as though it were nothing, she laid him down on the bed.
As he lay down, guided by the woman, Lucy naturally climbed on top of him and slowly stroked his chest.
The sound of the shirt he had hastily thrown on before bed rustling beneath her small hands was far too vivid.
Pop, pop.
As the buttons came undone beneath her delicate fingertips, the woman looked down at him with satisfaction.
“You have to take it off if I’m to wash you.”
Edward nodded before he knew it.
But what exactly was she planning to wash him with?
This wasn’t the bathroom they’d shared together, it was merely a bed.
The question was answered moments later.
“…Ngh.”
A tiny, small tongue darted out and began lapping at his throat.
Just as he had bitten and licked at Lucy’s throat.
The moment he realized this, a reddish mark bloomed on the woman’s clean, white neck.
When he recognized it as the teeth marks he himself had left, heat began to seethe in Edward’s head.
“No.”
The hand about to reach out was halted by the woman’s faint voice.
“What if you hurt me?”
To think she was being so impertinent, and yet he didn’t even feel like correcting her.
On the other hand, she was right, and as he withdrew his trembling fingertips, the woman’s small, sucking lips traveled down past his chest to his stomach.
He sucked in a sharp breath without thinking, and the veins on his lower abdomen stood out above the muscle.
The woman, gazing at them with a smile, gently traced the veins with her fingertips, and thenâpop.
She undid his trousers just like that.
