Chapter 28
Edward looked stunned without realizing it.
But the doctor continued seriously.
“This young lady was locked in the Temple’s underground the whole time, correct?”
“Yes.”
“Then she most likely didn’t eat properly, couldn’t move freely, couldn’t sleep well, and probably never even saw sunlight.”
“…”
“If someone in that condition experienced a strong shock that was too much for her body to handle…”
The old doctor glanced at Edward, who was still standing there wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, and blushed.
Edward answered blankly.
“So…”
“…”
“You’re saying she fainted because seeing me was too much for her?”
“For now, that seems to be the case.”
The doctor blinked shyly like a young girl, then quietly left.
Edward stayed beside Lucy for a while.
He looked down at her sleeping face with a serious expression.
She had become dizzy and fainted just from seeing his body.
It was cute, and he understood that she liked him enough to faint…
‘She’s too weak.’
And she had collapsed all by herself and nearly scared him half to death.
She really was an annoying little mouse.
That night, after deciding he had to do something about it, he lightly slept beside Lucy.
“Master.”
Edward woke when he heard someone calling him.
“…”
He looked up and froze.
Lucy was sitting on the bed, completely naked, looking at him.
“You…”
“I’ll wash you properly this time.”
Her small lips moved as her pale body shone in the moonlight.
The skin that had only been vaguely visible beneath the wet cloth in the bath was now completely exposed.
She was slim, but her chest was softer and fuller than expected, and his eyes stopped on her pink nipples.
He couldn’t look away.
Before he realized it, a small white hand reached out and gently touched his face.
“…”
He should have pushed her away.
But he couldn’t.
The girl who had fainted from just a kiss might get hurt if he used too much strength.
Or rather…
The truth was he didn’t want to push her away.
He wanted this to continue.
Instead of waiting for her to come closer, he wanted to pull her into his arms.
But he wasn’t confident he could control his strength.
He feared she would break if he hugged her too tightly, so he clenched his fists and held himself back.
Seeing the veins bulging on the back of his hand, Lucy smiled happily.
“Come here, Master.”
She casually pushed him down onto the bed.
As he followed her lead, Lucy climbed on top of him and slowly caressed his chest.
The rustling sound of the shirt he had lazily put on before sleeping sounded unusually loud beneath her small hands.
One by one, she undid the buttons.
She looked down at him with satisfaction.
“You have to take your clothes off before you can be washed.”
Edward found himself nodding.
But…
What exactly was she planning to wash him with?
They weren’t in the bathroom anymore.
They were simply on a bed.
His question was answered immediately.
“…”
A tiny tongue slipped out and slowly licked his neck.
Just as he had bitten and licked Lucy’s neck.
The moment he realized that, he noticed the faint reddish bite marks on her pale neck.
Marks that he himself had left.
Heat rushed through his head.
“No.”
He started to reach for her, but her soft voice stopped him.
“What if you hurt me?”
She was acting so boldly, yet he couldn’t even think about correcting her behavior.
She was right.
He slowly lowered his hand.
Her lips continued moving, leaving kisses down from his chest to his stomach.
He took a deep breath without thinking.
The veins across his lower abdomen became more visible.
Lucy smiled as she looked at them.
She lightly traced one of the veins with her fingertip.
Then she quietly opened his pants.
“You’re beautiful here… and here too, Master.”
“…Wait.”
“So I want to do this for you.”
Her soft whisper spread across his body.
The feeling of such a tiny, soft girl moving around somewhere so dangerous overwhelmed him.
He gritted his teeth.
The muscles in his neck tightened.
Lucy looked up at him in surprise.
Edward swallowed and forced himself to relax.
He didn’t want to frighten her.
“…”
Biting his lip, he struggled to suppress the overwhelming desire rising inside him.
Lucy continued her awkward attempts.
Even though she clearly had no experience, his body reacted strongly.
Just as the storm she created was about to completely overwhelm himā
“Stop.”
Edward finally grabbed her head and gently pushed her away.
“Who taught you…”
Who taught her something like this?
The thought made his reason begin returning.
Lucy tilted her head innocently.
“You did, Master.”
“…Me?”
“Don’t you remember purifying me?”
Only then did he vaguely remember.
Lucy had insisted that every purification Sepina claimed to have done had actually been done by Lucy herself.
And what she was doing now…
Was one of the things Sepina had always claimed Edward had done with her.
Edward had heard those stories before.
He had never even bothered denying them.
Whenever Sepina talked like that, he had only thought it was disgusting.
Why would anyone put that in their mouth?
Even as he remembered that, Lucy simply looked at him with innocent black eyes.
The moment their eyes met, a strange feeling struck him.
It almost felt like…
Guilt.
“What a naughty Master.”
Lucy giggled and repeated the words he had once said to her.
Edward reached out toward her.
“…Stop.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
He sighed and forced down his excitement.
He reached toward her lips to wipe away the moisture he had left there.
“But, Master.”
“What?”
“We’re only getting started.”
“What do you meanā”
Before he could finish, Lucy spread her legs and lowered herself onto him.
“…!”
She wasn’t wearing anything below either.
Her wet body pressed against him, and his eyes were drawn there once again.
The soft warmth slid over him, rubbing against him as if it wanted to swallow him whole.
“Master.”
She smiled seductively as she slowly moved up and down.
A thin string of moisture stretched between them.
Edward couldn’t look away.
He swallowed hard.
“…!”
He suddenly woke up.
For a long moment, he stared blankly between the peacefully sleeping Lucy beside him and his own body.
Finally, he got up and went into the bathroom.
He couldn’t stay beside her like this.
After relieving himself until his wrist ached, a feeling of shame settled over him.
Lucy was sleeping peacefully.
Yet he had dreamed something like that.
It was an emotion he had never experienced before.
‘…Annoying.’
If you thought about it carefully, it was all that little mouse’s fault.
She was the one who insisted on washing him.
If she hadn’t said that…
And if she hadn’t poured holy power into his scar…
He never would have had such a dream.
Edward touched the scar still remaining on his waist.
‘I can’t let her do that again.’
Blaming her for no reason, he walked back into the room.
Lucy was still asleep on the bed.
Curled up under the blanket, sleeping soundly, looking nothing like the girl who had kissed him and boldly tempted him in his dream.
“Tsk.”
He walked over to pull the blanket back over her.
Then he noticed something.
“…”
The mark that had been so clear in his dream…
The bite mark he had left on Lucy’s neck.
That mark, unlike the dream itself…
Was real.
