Pristin and Jerald couldn’t go on their honeymoon.
Jerald was very concerned about Pristin’s condition and insisted that they wait until she was completely stable. But when she was in her second trimester, Jerald convinced her to wait until after the baby was born, since she only had a few months left.
Pristin agreed, figuring it would be hard to fully enjoy while being pregnant anyway.
Time passed, and they finally had their baby, but their honeymoon was still on hold. Jerald was adamant that Pristin needed to stabilize.
Pristin wasn’t feeling well for a while, and she was so focused on her new baby that she almost forgot about the honeymoon.
Until one day.
“Your Majesty.”
“What is it, Madame Korsol?”
“His Majesty is here.”
“Please come inside.”
Late at night, Jerald came to visit Pristin. After Pristin got up from her seat to prepare to greet him, Jerald appeared before her and, seeing her, was surprised and tried to dissuade her.
“Sit down. It’s only been a short while since you gave birth to Noah.”
Noah was their son, born not long ago.
“Your Majesty, it has been almost half a year since I gave birth to Noah.”
Pristin was exasperated. How long would he continue to treat her as if she were still a patient?
“That’s why,”
Jerald asked after secretly lowering his voice,
“Why don’t we go on our honeymoon?”
“A honeymoon? Right now?”
Pristin asked with a momentary look of bewilderment.
“But we’ll be celebrating our first wedding anniversary soon.”
“So?”
“You’re not really newlyweds after a year of marriage, are you…?”
“So we should go before then,”
Jerald said with a grin.
“Before it’s too late.”
“Hmm. Just the two of us?”
“Of course. Did you think we’d take Noah on our honeymoon?”
“I’m fine with that.”
“Great. Then let’s set a date and make specific plans.”
“Your Majesty, you seem quite excited. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you like this.”
“Of course I’m excited. It’s our first trip since we got married.”
Jerald spoke to Pristin with unrestrained enthusiasm.
“We didn’t get to enjoy our honeymoon until now. Let’s travel often from now on.”
“I’m fine with that. It’s just that you’re so busy.”
“No matter how busy I am, I should make time for you. We’re married now.”
“I really like seeing you so responsible.”
Pristin smiled faintly and then asked Jerald,
“Shall we go see Noah? I haven’t seen him today.”
“I haven’t seen him either. But let’s postpone it until tomorrow.”
“Why?”
“It’s too late. Noah must be sleeping, too.”
Jerald shook his head and said to Pristin,
“I want to see Noah too, but I want to see you more.”
“You’re looking at me now.”
“More than just your face.”
Jerald’s gaze darted downward.
“Your body, too.”
Pristin’s face turned red.
“You say that so casually.”
“Why not? It’s just the two of us.”
With that, Jerald naturally moved closer to Pristin. Then, he naturally bit her lower lip and sucked it gently.
In a short time, her upper lip was also invaded by him. The wet and hot sensation entering her lips made Pristin moan involuntarily.
Reflexively, she tightly gripped Jerald’s collar.
“Ah…”
Pristin briefly fluttered her eyes before awkwardly closing them.
The reason for her awkwardness was that she felt the signs of their first intimate encounter since childbirth. After the birth, Jerald had insisted on her absolute rest, leading to about six months of abstinence.
She knew it was never easy for a feisty man in his prime, but to her surprise he did it.
Of course, there had been some interactions between the two during that time, but this feeling of a full-fledged encounter was something they hadn’t experienced in a very long time.
Pristin exhaled with a trembling expression.
“Haa…”
Deeply out of breath, Pristin looked nervous.
Jerald gently caressed her face.
“You seem tense.”
He guessed it right away. Indeed, her husband was different. Pristin smiled awkwardly.
“Is it obvious?”
“Then what about me?”
He asked in a whisper.
“I’m nervous too.”
“Liar.”
“Why am I lying?”
“You’re too…”
You’re good at it.
The words never saw the light of day as they were swallowed by Jerald.
Pristin closed her eyes again and shared a kiss with Jerald. Even though they had kissed countless times, it always felt new. Of course, being intimate with him felt the same way.
The kiss lasted a long time. The two pressed closely against each other, sharing the warmth of their lips. As time passed, their breaths quickened and their bodies grew hotter.
Soon, the hand that had been resting on her upper body began to move lower. Simultaneously, her feet unconsciously started moving toward the bed. Throughout all this busy process, the kiss never stopped. As if stopping it would make everything meaningless.
“Ah…”
The moment their lips parted was when Pristin’s body had completely moved onto the bed. Only then did she realize that she had been laid down on the bed without noticing.
She looked at Jerald with dazed eyes. His eyes were just as unfocused as hers. That sight was incredibly charming, and Pristin impulsively pulled him closer to her. And she kissed him again.
Now that they were fully on the bed, there was nothing to hold them back. Jerald’s hand had already moved to Pristin’s shoulder. The fabric that had been precariously draped over her collarbone slipped down helplessly below her shoulder.
Soon, the chiffon material of her dress slid down to her chest, and then completely down. Jerald’s lips followed the path of the dress. He gently traced her pale neckline, and at some point, his lips settled on her collarbone.
However, he did not linger there for long. His first destination was her pale breasts. And not long after, Jerald’s red lips turned the pale skin the same shade of red. Simultaneously, a gasp-like sound escaped from above.
The red lips that had turned the white skin red began to search for an even redder spot, and as his lips moved lower, her voice grew louder. Pristin’s cheeks flushed, whether from embarrassment or excitement, she wasn’t sure.
Breathing heavily, Pristin unconsciously grabbed Jerald’s hair. It was an act that would be considered highly disrespectful to the emperor of the empire, but any disrespect would be forgiven tonight.
And it had always been forgiven in their nights together. This was a space for just the two of them. There was no one else to point out any disrespect.
“Your Majesty…”
The red lips had brought her to the peak of emotion several times. Pristin’s voice calling for Jerald sounded a bit strained. She already felt exhausted, even though the main event hadn’t even started.
Jerald slowly moved his body on top of Pristin, enclosing her like the ceiling of a cave. He smiled lazily and asked briefly,
“What is it?”
“Today…”
“Yes. We’re going to do it.”
With that, Jerald kissed Pristin’s lips. It was a strange kiss.
After the kiss, Pristin stared back at Jerald, who was gazing at her intently. Eventually, she weakly raised her hand and began to unbutton his shirt one by one. The buttons, neatly fastened from the neck down, popped open one by one with a soft sound.
At some point, she encountered a difficulty. Almost at the end, a button below the navel refused to come undone. Pristin furrowed her brow, concentrating on unbuttoning it. Then, Jerald called her name with a troubled voice.
“Pristin.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“I think this is getting a bit difficult.”
At first, Pristin didn’t understand the meaning of his words. What was he suddenly talking about?
But as she continued to fumble with the button, she soon realized.
She had to realize. Something that strongly asserts its presence cannot be ignored, no matter how hard one tries.
Pristin’s face quickly turned red.
“You’re too much, Your Majesty.”
“What’s too much?”
“What did I do?”
“Actually, it was already a bit risky before.”
Jerald replied as if he couldn’t help it.
“You’re touching me so openly.”
“…Someone might misunderstand if they hear you.”
Innocently, Pristin had only intended to unbutton Jerald’s shirt. But what Pristin needed to know was that the situation wouldn’t have changed much even if she had touched him somewhere else.
From the beginning, Jerald’s excitement was not about the location but the person. ‘Who’ was touching him. ‘Where’ was also important, of course.
“…Should I stop unbuttoning?”
“It’s quite awkward now.”
Jerald made a ‘hmm’ sound.
“This is neither dressed nor undressed.”
“Then, Your Majesty, you should undress.”
“No. You should undress me.”
The corners of Jerald’s mouth slowly curved up.
“I don’t mind the current situation.”
“…Pervert.”
“That’s a bit premature.”
Jerald’s smile deepened, and he gently took Pristin’s wrist, bringing her hand close to his face. He kissed her plump palm and whispered meaningfully,
“I haven’t even started yet.”
And immediately, he undid the last remaining button in one swift motion.
