Chapter 271

He was sincere.

Kaywhin was slightly flustered inside.

Of course, he had long known that his wife was much smaller and slimmer compared to him.

But what he had overlooked was that 'clothing' also contributed to one's physical appearance.

Yelena's body, stripped of clothes, looked even more fragile than Kaywhin remembered.

Could he touch her?

Could he dare to grasp and caress her with his strong hands without worrying?

Frozen, Kaywhin was like a beast in front of a small and frail creature he didn't want to harm.

Yelena blinked at Kaywhin.

"Small? Me?"

The term 'small' was not particularly familiar to Yelena.

She was taller than average.

She admitted she was slender, but 'small'?

"Not small..."

Just then, Yelena's eyes landed on her husband's broad shoulders.

Shoulders so wide, they could accommodate two of her.

Below that, a chest she would have to fully extend her arms to embrace.

And arms, extending from the shoulders, seemingly thicker than her waist.

"..."

Yelena finally conceded.

"So I'm small."

To her husband's eyes, she might appear small. Well, she accepted that.

But what did it matter?

Yelena wrapped her arms around Kaywhin's neck. The size difference didn't matter.

Because,

"It's okay. I can do everything I need to do, even if I'm small. That's what they say in books."

There were mentions that if the man is too big, it might be uncomfortable for the woman, but it could be overcome with sufficient preparation.

For a moment, Kaywhin looked at Yelena as if he didn't understand what she meant, then blushed to his neck.

"I wasn't particularly worried about that..."

...Or was he?

Kaywhin closed his mouth that was about to deny it.

Then he slowly moved his hand as he looked at Yelena.

His large hand fully covered Yelena's soft abdomen.

The feeling of her soft skin, transmitted through his palm, sent a shiver up the back of his neck.

A hot breath, unable to dissipate quickly, flowed out.

He admitted it.

The worry he felt looking at his wife's small body was due to his desire to completely consume her.

Kaywhin clenched his teeth and bowed his head.

Their lips lightly touched and then parted, and he whispered as if making a vow.

"I will try. To not act solely on my desires."

Yelena's eyes widened slightly before returning to their normal size.

To be honest, she was curious.

What would be the result if her husband acted on his desires?

Though the mere thought made a corner of her heart quiver, Yelena decided to hold back on encouraging her husband for now.

"It's our first time."

They say that a woman's body needs a lot of consideration during their first time.

Provoking him to lose his self-control would be... yes, something for another time, not today.

Still, it was somehow disappointing.

Just as Yelena was imagining her husband being completely consumed by desire, Kaywhin pressed his lips to her neck.

"Ah..."

Yelena flinched, gripping his shoulder.

After leaving a mark on her tender skin with teeth just restrained enough not to hurt, he slowly moved his lips down her body.

Yelena's eyelids trembled.

After calling her body small,

her husband found many places on that small body to kiss.

"Haah..."

Yelena's breathing quickened.

Each time his warm lips left a mark somewhere on her body, a sensation like a tickle sprang up in that place.

She wriggled her feet on the bed as she exhaled.

Her head felt foggy, but paradoxically, all her senses were becoming keenly awake.

Yelena's hand left her husband's solid shoulder and gripped the bedsheet.

It was then.

The moment her husband sucked somewhere deeply, Yelena's waist sprung up.

"Ah!"

At the scream-like moan, Kaywhin slightly relaxed the grip of his hand on Yelena's thigh and looked up.

"Is it hurting?"

"No, no. It doesn't hurt, but..."

Yelena hesitated.

Her ears and face flushed red.

For a moment, she found the view of her husband's face between her legs oddly captivating.

'Must be losing my mind.'

What in the world was she thinking at a time like this?

"If it hurts, you must tell me right away. Promise."

"Mmm, understood."

Swallowing the saliva in her mouth, Yelena barely managed to reply.

Her husband pressed his lips again.

"Ah...!"

Yelena's tight grip wrinkled the bedsheet.

It felt as though she was stepping on invisible stairs.

One step, another step, Yelena ascended these non-existent stairs.

No, to be more precise, it wasn't her climbing on her own volition, but rather someone seemed to be forcibly pulling her up.

When she finally saw the end, one step at a time, Yelena tilted her head back.

Her toes curled, her thighs tightened, and her eyes welled up with tears.

For a moment, her body tensed before all her strength drained away.

"Kaywhin..."

Drenched in a feeling of exhaustion, Yelena muttered her husband's name.

As if answering her call, Kaywhin lifted his body and made eye contact with Yelena.

His blue eyes seemed somehow darker than usual.

Yelena, with her cheeks flushed, exhaled deeply as she looked into her husband's face.

Suddenly, she remembered something she had read in a book about marital relations.

'Right, it clearly said...'

The book had explained.

Preparation for intimacy isn't just a one-sided affair; it's necessary for both parties.

While it's important for a man to help prepare the woman, it's equally essential for a woman to help prepare the man.

With the book's guidance in mind, Yelena reached down toward her husband's waist.

But before she could reach her destination, her wrist was abruptly grabbed.

Kaywhin looked at her with shaky, bewildered eyes.

"Why are you reaching your hand..."

Yelena was also flustered by the clearly conveyed sense of confusion from the other person.

"No, I was trying to help with the preparations."

"Preparations?"

"Preparation for intimacy isn't just the woman's responsibility; men also need to be prepared..."

Upon Yelena's explanation, some of the confusion that had clouded Kaywhin's eyes seemed to dissipate.

However, he did not let go of her wrist.

Kaywhin spoke to Yelena with a firm expression.

"It's okay."

"But."

"My preparation is... already complete. There's no need for further assistance."

At his words, Yelena's gaze naturally moved toward where she had been reaching.

Then Kaywhin kissed Yelena as if to divert her attention.

"Mm, ah..."

Their deep kiss continued, tongues intertwined.

Yelena hung onto Kaywhin, wrapping her arms around his neck.

The feeling of their bare skin touching was incredibly unique.

When Yelena's soft upper body pressed tightly against his firm chest, Kaywhin let out a soft moan.

Tension coursed through his neck.

Barely restraining his urge to act hastily, Kaywhin slowly moved his hands while maintaining their kiss.

He softly caressed Yelena's body, then carefully ventured to the most tender and sensitive areas.

"...!"

For a moment, Yelena's body stiffened, then relaxed again under the ongoing kiss.

Kaywhin gently stroked down Yelena's back with his other hand.

His lips descended evenly across her forehead, eyelids, nose, and cheeks.

"Kaywhin. Kaywhin..."

Yelena hung onto Kaywhin's shoulders with renewed strength.

Preparation to avoid causing strain to her delicate body continued steadily for quite some time.

"Now, it seems... we're ready..."

Yelena was the first to speak, grabbing Kaywhin's arm with wet eyes.

Kaywhin stared intently into Yelena's eyes.

"If it hurts..."

"..."

"Push me away. Definitely."

"Are you going to be pushed away then? And stop?"

Kaywhin didn't respond immediately; he remained silent.

In fact, that had been his intention.

If it seemed like Yelena was in too much pain, he was prepared to stop what they were doing.

Yelena looked up as if reading Kaywhin's inner thoughts.

"I won't like that."

"..."

"If you stop, I'll run away. Just stop and I'll pack my bags and leave tomorrow. I'm not lying."

"..."

"Understood?"

"...Understood."

Their gazes locked.

Though her heart was pounding, it wasn't out of tension or fear but anticipation.

Yelena stretched out her arms and embraced Kaywhin's back.

Soon, a burning desire filled her completely.