episode_0013

However, there was a question that arose.

“Why isn’t the mission clear message popping up even after the wedding?”

There was one possibility.

“Do we have to sleep together for it to be recognized as cleared?”

In any case, I would soon find out.

Pishik.

The lantern went out.

Swoosh. Swoosh.

The sound of silk fabric brushing against each other.

Even though my sister-in-law used to untie it occasionally when I was at my brother’s house, it seemed like it had been a year since then.

To the fervent youth, this felt like an incredibly long time.

Despite trying to control myself mentally, my body always seemed to act ahead, and I had committed more than just a few acts of folly.

“From today on, no more foolish acts!”

Heh heh. Now that there’s a permissible partner, I can indulge freely.

I didn’t handle alcohol well either.

Even if I did drink, I never went beyond the second round.

Why?

It wasn’t that I disliked being in a woman’s embrace. But without penicillin, what if I caught a venereal disease?

Having lived through two lifetimes already, I didn’t want to endure a miserable life suffering from a sexually transmitted disease.

“Sir, shouldn’t you also undress?”

Leaving only the underskirt, Gemi spoke with a shy voice.

“Oh! I-I apologize. It’s just so delightful to see you.”

Truth be told, I was lost in thought…

“Sir, your words are truly elegant.”

Is that so?

Having lived through the 21st century, manners should be top-notch.

Most noble men were deeply ingrained with patriarchal thinking.

The idea that a man should not make a sound even when in pain in front of his wife stemmed from this mindset.

I also removed my clothes, leaving only my undergarments.

“Ahem. Shall we go in?”

Where to?

Obviously, under the covers.

There were more than a couple of people eavesdropping outside.

Especially the maids.

With saliva-drenched fingers, they had pierced so many holes…

“Isn’t this almost like a mature scene?”

In Joseon, a country of Confucian ethics, the only permitted adult content screening?

But what’s amusing is that all those whispering and sticking close to the door are women.

Although it might anger the male servants if they were seated there.

“Yes.”

Gemi replied in a slightly trembling voice.

“Then.”

I rose from my seat first.

But!

Swoosh~ Thud.

The waistband of my underpants came loose and fell down.

Snap.

The object that had been standing upright since earlier was now fully exposed.

“Ahh!”

The groom remained still, so why were screams coming from outside?

“Eek!”

If the earlier scream belonged to a young woman, this time it was from someone much older.

As I hastily pulled up my underpants, a stern voice came from outside.

“You girls! Are you disturbing them on their precious first night?”

Gyeomin, the steward overseeing the household affairs in Joseon, shouted.

Eavesdropping by the door and listening was somewhat tolerated as a custom, but there were still boundaries to respect.

Screaming like that was strictly prohibited.

If another breach occurred in this situation, Gyeomin could order the servants to be expelled.

“Hush! Hush!”

The eldest maid gestured discreetly, silencing everyone.

“…”

Silence quickly descended. However, the image of the massive object seen by the maids was firmly entrenched in their minds.

They quickly brought their eyes to the peephole, widening them in shock.

Trying to get a closer look.

Meanwhile, having made an unintentional mistake, I hurriedly pulled up my underpants…

“Umm.”

Through the torn holes, moonlight streamed in, illuminating Gemi’s dazed face.

“Was this the first time you’ve seen a man’s object? Or have you seen too many that you’re making comparisons?”

“I-I didn’t realize my waistband was loose.”

“…Yes.”

“Were you surprised?”

“T-That… Is it really going to fit inside me?”

It was nearly as thick and sizable as a well-crafted cudgel, making me feel a surge of astonishment.

“I’m not a beast, so you can rest assured that I won’t harm you.”

“O-Okay. I trust you.”

“Um. I’ll go in first.”

Feeling extremely awkward, I got into the blanket first. Then, I took off my underwear here.

Gyemi followed me into the blanket.

She held my hand, trembling slightly.

“I’ll cover you.”

Honestly, with guests outside the door, I wasn’t sure if we could properly consummate our marriage like this.

I turned the blanket inside out and started feeling around.

Starting with untying Gyemi’s skirt and underwear.

“Hmm!”

Gyemi was clenching her fists tightly, perhaps out of nervousness.

It was dark, so nothing was visible, but I could feel the soft skin of her legs.

Gently, I kissed from her lips to her knees or calves.

“Um.”

It wasn’t a moan of pleasure but a sound of surprise.

Extending my tongue, I slowly licked upwards.

Shivering, Gyemi gripped the blanket tightly as I continued.

Despite it being our first night, there was no avoiding it.

Almost 10 minutes passed?

With patience and perseverance, I finally reached the valley while exploring the outskirts.

As I approached, I felt thick, plush flesh.

“Huh? No… hair?”

This was unexpected.

Did Gyemi shave herself like a sister-in-law would?

“Did you shave?”

The question slipped out unintentionally.

“Yes? I-I’ve never had hair there.”

Ah, hirsutism.

Around 5-10% of women have hirsutism.

My sister-in-law diligently removed hers, and sometimes I could feel the occasional stubble.

But with Gyemi, all I felt was smooth skin.

A message popped up as desire surged.

[Your control ability is over 100. Would you like to delay? (Y/N)]

“Delay!”

Why ask such a thing?

The AI seems lacking in intelligence.

I gently placed my hand on the flesh.

“It’s warm. This is mine now, right? Mine forever.”

Suddenly, Gyemi became incredibly endearing.

Unconsciously, I began to suckle.

There was no smell, just a delicious liquid when licked?

It was a spring, but not abundant; I had to lick to get a few drops.

“I am a traveler in the desert. This is a dry oasis. I must lick to get water. I need to quench my thirst, or I’ll die of dehydration.”

I abandoned thoughts of embracing her and focused on survival, licking repeatedly.

About 15 minutes passed?

“Haaa.”

Finally, she began to moan, her legs relaxing as water flowed from the spring.

Slurp, slurp.

Drinking and drinking…

“P-Please stop… S-Stop… Ahh, ahh…”

Gyemi pleaded, groaning in pain.

“What do you mean stop? Now is the time to drink, isn’t it?”

I continued for quite some time.

Then, reaching out, I caressed her breasts, finding her nipples erect.

Standing firm, I guided one nipple into Gyemi’s mouth.

Smoothly, I inserted myself at the entrance.

Sliding in, Gyemi’s legs rose upward.

As if urging me to enter quickly.

But I found her nipple delicious.

Sucking on one, then the other, I alternated while teasing the entrance with my glans.

“Ahh, please stop…”

Was that plea really telling me to stop?

I pushed in, eliciting pleasurable moans from Gyemi…

Thud!

Blocked. But was it just for 0.1 seconds?

I went in again.

The heat seemed to intensify.

I felt her grip tighten around me.

“Oh, yes. So good. Really good.”

It was incomparable to what my sister-in-law did orally.

Just as my warm lower body delved deeper, so did my member.

And when I reached the end!

“Ahhhh!”

Gyemi’s scream erupted.

I was licking behind my ear. And down below, naturally moving back and forth little by little.

“Ah, ah, ah…”

Gyemi’s cries continued.

#

For ten years, all I did was peek into the new room on the first night.

Gumeum, Gyemi’s maid, was worried about Gyemi, who showed no signs of maturity.

“Sigh, even though she’s a pampered young lady, she should do well at night to receive love.”

It seemed like she had to coach herself.

“You have to deceive Namjeongne well as if you’re excited to receive beauty.”

She mentioned this the day before the wedding, explaining what to do in bed.

But can a maiden gain skills with just a few words?

Although Gyemi listened carefully, she could never expect to do well.

However!

“What, what’s happening? Why am I feeling hot?”

At some point, both she and the women listening attentively became very quiet.

Some blushed, others gripped their skirts tightly, their breathing becoming rough.

“Oh, I’m going crazy. It’s not even close to the time of passion, why are my nipples hurting? Should I call for help out of fear?”

The old servant, Gumeum, who constantly followed her around trying to catch her off guard, was terrifying.

As the night passed like this, it felt like she would go insane.

The problem is that it’s not just Gumeum who harbors such feelings!