The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

Just how did we get to this? He was helping me bathe, but now what the hell were we even doing? All I did was call him cute which he was being. He was even blushing. It was my first time seeing him blush.

But what he was doing right now was beyond imaginable. Perhaps I should not have teased him like that. Or the situation would not get to this.

"I can't... Mm."

He bit on my lips and pulled, looking directly into my eyes. He smirked while his teeth nibble my downer lips softly. His eyes were playful as well as his movement.

There was no way we could do it here. There was soap and it would not be romantic at all. It was painful if the soap got inside somehow and he surely knew about it. Even though he liked to do indecent things most of the time, he was still considerate.

"See? This is what happens when you try to tease me," he said. "Now can you see it who is the actual cute one? Too bad you can't see how cute and lewd your face looks right now."

"L-Lewd?"

"Yes, really lewd," he said and licked my cheek, "So lewd that I want to lick you all over, everywhere just to see this face again."

"Dem, you know...," I muttered as my cheeks heated up and my body felt like it was on fire. I did not know how to calm myself down. There was a tingly sensation all over and all I wanted was to calm down, but there was no way I could do so when he was being like that.

"Let's wash you up properly," he said. "After all, we need to finish what we started this morning."

"I... I can wash myself, you know," I mumbled.

"Of course, you can. But I want to do it for you," he said and started unbuttoning his shirt.

"You..."

"I decided to bathe with you. Can't I?"

"No, it's not like..."

"Then I will," he said. "Don't worry, I won't do anything in the bath. There is soap everywhere. It will hurt you."

No matter what kind of situation it was, he always was considerate. It always made me want to like him even more.

"You took off your pants too?" I asked, shocked.

"Of course. Who takes bath with their pants on?" he muttered as he got into the bath with me.

I moved as far away as possible, at least I tried to. But he wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled me closer that I fell on his chest.

I subconsciously moved my palms over his chest, as if I was trying to feel him. He breathed deeply.

"My wife, do you want to kill me?"

"Huh?"

"You're provoking me, you know."

"Wha... I'm not! Besides, provoke or not, you're gonna do it sooner or later," I muttered.

"That's true. But the way you're massaging my chest, it's getting hot, you know," he said.

"Ack!" I moved my hands quickly, but he grabbed my arms and pressed my palms against his chest again.

"Do it more," he said. "Make me feel good."

"W-What?"

"Touch me more and kiss me. Embrace me and don't let go," he said. "I want your attention everywhere."

"You sound like a cat..."

"My wife, you understand that there will be a punishment for what you're saying right now?" he said in a dangerous tone. "This is your punishment. I want you to make me feel good."

"But... but I don't know how to do it..."

"Try," he said. "Just start. It's supposed to be a bit hard, my wife, since it's your punishment for being a bad girl."

'Jesus lord!'

"How am I supposed to..."

"Do it," he said sternly yet in a calm tone.

I took a sharp breath in. I had no idea what to do. I had never done this before. We had kissed before and done a lot of other things, but I had never done this.

I put my lips on his before my mind could worry about doing anything wrong. Thanks to his practice, I had learned how to perfectly kiss now. I could even let my tongue wander in his mouth as I wanted.

As I pulled my lips back, a string of saliva stood between us as if connecting us. His black eyes were locked with mine as if pulling my soul towards him.

I brought my face down and kissed on the hard abs of his lower stomach. It was warm. There was water, but I still managed to rub my lips against his abs.

"You... chose that place to kiss first..."

"Was it bad? Was I bad?"

"It was good, but," he said, "I'm not satisfied. Let's get out of this fucking bath first."

He was being very quick with an impatient look on his face. I wanted to tell him to slow down, but for some reason, I could not bring myself to say anything.

"It's the first time you are doing something like this. It should be long and perfect. So, the bed is the right place," he muttered something like this. "To think you can be this pervert..."

"You're making fun of me!"

"I'm not. All I'm saying is I like my cute pervert wife," he smirked.

Everything after that happened so fast that I barely managed to take a breath. And before I could understand, we were on the bed already.

"You were too fast, you know," I mumbled.

"I'm not a patient person, my wife," he said and sat me on his lap. "Now, make me feel good. Start with that part again."

"Which part? Lower stomach?"

"Yes, that part. Go on," he urged.

I took a deep breath again. Back in the bathtub, when he did not expect it, it was easier. But now that he was giving me his full attention, I was getting nervous. I made sure I did not meet his eyes as I was trying to figure out how to start in my head.

I took another breath and kissed him on the lower stomach. I nibbled with my teeth gently. He took a hoarse breath in. My cheeks flushed and I felt myself thinking crazily- 'Is he feeling good? He is feeling good, right?'

I pressed my palm against the place and lightly pressed it while I kissed gently. I was overjoyed when I found him taking labored sharp breaths in.

I had never done this before, but as a person with nothing to do but read books, I knew about a few tricks. Perhaps they would come to use after all.

I took his left hand and kissed his palm. He always did the same thing for me as well. So, this time, I could feel how he felt. His hand was rough and hard and really big. It was too manly and more importantly, his fingers were very long with perfect fingertips.

I kissed his fingertips one by one and licked them. I wondered if he was feeling good. But one thing was sure- I was feeling amazing.

I did the same thing with his right hand. Still, I could not bring myself to look at him in the eyes.

"Are... are you feeling good? I don't know if I'm good..."

He gave me a peck on the lips, shutting me up. "You're amazing. Can't you see how excited I am down there and also inside? Keep doing it. I want to see my wife's perverted side."

My goodness! It was too embarrassing! Yet, I wanted to continue. I started kissing his ears and licked his earlobe, just like he used to do to me. His ears were red and hot. I pecked and nibbled on his earlobe as if it was a fruit that I wanted to taste.

His hand slid behind me and he grasped me there. It was so sudden that I was too surprised.

"D-Don't... It's my turn to make you feel good. Don't do anything," I said.

He chuckled and nodded. "Alright. If my wife wants..."

I said it boldly, but I was still shy. 'Jaw next.'

His jaw was sharp and beautiful. But if I called him beautiful, he would not like it. He preferred handsome over pretty, beautiful, and cute even though he was all of them.

I kissed on the left side of his jaw as my hand rubbed the right side. I saw his lips twitching slightly as if wanting attention. I rubbed his bottom lip with my thumb and he suddenly licked my finger.

"Ack!" I almost screamed.

"It's delicious," he smirked.

Now he was looking at me intently. I could not think of doing anything else, so I started kissing him. The kiss was intense. With my free hand, I found the part between his thighs. His huge body trembled slightly beneath mine the moment my fingers touched it.

'Here goes nothing.'