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“Ah.”

It seemed as if Cassian’s short moans could be heard from time to time. On his lips, on the nape of his neck, on the inside of his wrists… Elysia couldn’t catch the fleeing reason and set her teeth all over his body.

The time was getting longer because she didn’t get tired.

“Ugh.”

She came to her senses only after a painful moan came out.

She couldn’t see anything normal on his body lying on the sofa. First of all, he had bruises and fingernail marks all over his body because she had squeezed his wrists hard before sucking the blood, and she scratched him while sucking blood.

Elysia, counting the number of teeth marks, realized that this was not the time for it.

She apologized to him.

“…Sorry.”

She then let out a sigh as she glanced at the scraps of the shirt she had apparently ripped off.

“It’s okay.”

Still, his body didn’t look okay.

“Are you dizzy? …Oh, that’s a given.”

She belatedly cupped his face and examined his complexion.

Cassian’s body, which had been heated by continued blood-sucking, was hot though his complexion seemed fine. She soon ran her finger across the teeth marks on his chest, wondering if it was normal that he had a white face.

“Uht, Elysia.”

“Does it hurt a lot? Sorry, I guess I was too harsh.”

“It’s okay.”

Elysia looked at him as he stood up firmly and raised his mouth.

“Lady Elysia. Let go… for a moment.”

She couldn’t hear Cassian and was lost in her thoughts. Even though she had sucked his blood, why was he doing fine? Perhaps he was dizzy, but he wanted to say no instead… although it didn’t seem like that. Was he not an ordinary human this time?

Elysia, thinking so, shook her head.

Learning the sword was an achievement not too different from his past self. Therefore, it was difficult for her to see him as a normal human body now that he had reached the same level as then.

“Then, why do you keep talking high?”

“Before, haa… I thought I should let you know that I found my memory, so that’s what I did.”

He frowned at the continued stimulation as his throat was twitching. In fact, he added that even if he did find his memories, he wouldn’t lose his confidence so far.

Cassian, who sat up with his upper body raised, grabbed her hand and gave him a mysterious smile.

“I think I like this side more in bed.”

It seemed like his past way of speaking and the current way of speaking were mixed up. Still, that thought didn’t last long. Elysia glanced at him, his dark eyes and gritting teeth before letting out a disheveled breath.

Not understanding what he said he liked, she asked.

“This side…?”

“Yes. You like to bully me and calling me names.”

Calling him names seemed to be referring to when she told him to call her ‘Lady.’ Elysia felt her body energize, and a wave of heat swept over her hand. After taking a deep breath, Cassian smiled.

“You like me to cry.”

“No.”

He continued with a look of disbelief.

“In addition to Lady Elysia, I can call you ‘master’ if you want.”

“…Wh-what, what is that?”

“If you had such a taste, you should have said it right away.”

As he brought his face close, the languidly curved corners of his eyes were vicious.

Elysia rolled her eyes and avoided his gaze.

“What names? It’s because it reminds me of the old you, and I’m angry because you don’t want to listen to me…”

Making an excuse in a low voice, she blamed him for continuing to do so even after she told him not to pay attention to the man in the portrait.

“It’s still the same.”

“Huh?”

“It’s a bit… I get jealous of the old me too, but when I think back on the past, I get jealous of the current me.

When Cassian frowned as if it was difficult to explain, she thought she would know without having to say it.

After soaking in the bathtub with her, Elysia confided in him about her past. It was not a very long story. After he left, Cardel died and came back to life.

When she thought that Cardel could turn her into a perfect vampire, she tried and succeeded before waiting for the fact that he would be reborn. If she had been very old before coming over to this world, the time might not have felt so long to her.

“It wasn’t even an accident, but why did it happen all of a sudden?”

“Hmm. Originally, my heart was weak, so I wondered if it was going to stop at some point. Hail expected it that way.”

Elysia shrugged her shoulders.

Even thinking back to it, the moment when Cardel closed his eyes was suffocating though she could calmly accept it now. However, Cassian was silent for a long time, perhaps that wasn’t the case for him.

Seeing that, she quietly leaned into his arms, giving him time to calm his emotions.

“Wife.”

“Yes?”

“Elysia.”

Cassian pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, calling out her name in a hushed voice. He was sorry he couldn’t be with her. Then, as he felt upset again that she had waited for him, his body trembled.

Elysia turned around and sat to face him.

“Are you crying again?”

She spoke lightly with playfulness and ran her finger across his chin.

“I’m…”

Cassian let out the breath he had been holding back, and their lips touched. Drops of blood oozing from his still-healing wound landed on her lips.

Licking her lips, Elysia wrapped her arms around his neck and tugged. Rising on her knees, she supported the back of his head and sucked on his lips. A deep kiss ensued as if she was trying to eat everything.

“Ah, haaa.”

“You’re too naughty.”

Elysia, who lifted her lips, pointed out his moaning earlier and laughed. The atmosphere, which had been subdued as she talked about the past, suddenly became sticky.

She frowned as she saw Cassian’s eyes wide open. He was different from him before, but she was more aroused by it. When she slipped her hand down the back of his neck, her wrist was suddenly caught.

As he slowly closed and opened his eyes again, Cassian’s eyes suddenly changed.

“No. I guess it’s my turn now, isn’t it?”

“What?”

“You’ve eaten enough.”

He hugged Elysia and left the bathroom.

“Aren’t you tired?”

“I had a hard time holding it in.”

“So, with your hands once…”

“No way. You can’t be satisfied with the hands.”

Elysia was already lying on the bed, looking at the canopy. She tried to raise her magic to blow away the remaining water from her and Cassian, but he stopped her.

“If you stay still, I will clean it for you.”

She nodded her head with a face slightly bewildered.

“Huht?”

It seemed that the method Cassian offered to clean her was not using a towel. Slowly but steadily, his lips touched her. Her fingers soon dug through his wet hair, and she was naturally excited by the shallow stimulation that continued slowly.

Cassian, who was moving leisurely, slightly parted his lips and said.

“There is no end to drying it here.”

She could feel his hot breath with a low laugh. Elysia parted her lips with her disgruntled face.

“Why is that?”

Cassian, who raised her body, gazed at her as if he meant to say something and lowered his hand from his waist. His big hand gently lifted her leg.

“Uht…”

“Keep talking.”

“In the past, blood was mixed, huht…”

Didn’t he have the strength and stamina different from that of normal humans, having inherited the blood of the demons? He was different… she understood that, but now she didn’t understand at all, even if he was a human who had mastered the sword.

“Well. Isn’t that good? I think you liked it.”

“It, it’s not bad.”

Cassian laughed at that and then held out her hand underneath her.

“Stop…”

“Slow down, we have plenty of time.”

Then, he whispered softly in her ear and kissed her as if to comfort her.

“Don’t want it…?”

“Wh, at?”

Elysia couldn’t answer and shook her head.

“I’m sure you don’t hate my fingers if you’re this wet.”

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