First Night (1)
First Night (1)
Darkness had fallen.
Inside a brightly lit room, she sat on the bed, looking directly at my face.
Dong Zhuo.
When we first met, she had honestly been an object of fear and concern, but...
Now, looking at the woman before me, a single thought filled my mind.
Beautiful.
Black eyes gleaming like obsidian.
Violet hair shining like silk.
Cheeks flushed a peach-blossom hue.
And...
Even wrapped in neat wedding clothes,
a figure whose deep sultriness could not be hidden.
—Gulp.
Feeling the thick tension of finally being able to take without restraint what I had held back and endured all this time,
I carefully reached a hand toward her.
—Slip.
The cord of her clothing slowly loosened.
The outer garment slipped away softly, as if flowing off.
What appeared next was a thin inner garment, the skin beneath faintly visible.
"Heh..."
Dong Zhuo at once turned her eyes slightly away from me, a touch embarrassed.
Her cheeks dyed red, a hand covering her face.
The general who had commanded the battlefield astride Red Hare was gone.
Only a single woman, bashful as a young maiden, remained.
Finding the fact rather refreshing,
I carefully caressed her cheek and spoke.
"You're adorable."
"!... Ador... adorable...? Me...?!"
Forgetting even her own rule that she had to use formal speech with her husband,
Dong Zhuo asked the question in a dazed voice.
"Yes, truly adorable. Wife."
"... Nngh."
A snicker escaped me at the sight of her heating up even more.
I'd spent years with her and thought I knew her fairly well.
Yet on this very first night, she showed me a side that was as unfamiliar as it was refreshing.
If it's already like this, what other sides might she be hiding? I wondered.
First, in order to satisfy my greatest curiosity of the moment,
I unfastened her front.
"Ah..."
Uncovered skin revealed beneath a small voice.
And a pair of enormous peaks.
Taking in their shape, so monumental they were impossible to hide even in clothes, I moved closer as if drawn by something irresistible.
The actual experience was a first for me too, but compared to Dong Zhuo, whose body trembled with nerves, I was far more familiar with this kind of thing.
In my past life I had steadily attended "lectures" through the excellent teacher called the internet.
I had no practical experience, but if one counted only what I had seen and heard, probably no one in this era could rival me.
Clear knowledge is the best cure for fear.
And so I laid my body upon hers without hesitation.
"Haa..."
Dong Zhuo's body was laid down with a short moan.
At the same time, I buried my face directly against her fully exposed chest.
A rich sensation began to envelop my face.
It was so large,
and warm.
And it was soft beyond words.
A sensation that seemed impossible to belong to any thing of this world.
Rejoicing that this was mine and mine alone,
and amid the sense of accomplishment at finally holding the fruit I had long craved,
I lifted my face and opened my mouth.
And then—
"Nnh!..."
A deep moan and a warm sensation that filled my mouth.
Suckling at her breast like an infant, I savored an impossibly rapturous sweetness and began to suck greedily.
Breasts filling both hands and her nipple stirring inside my mouth.
Even as that sensation fully satisfied the desire above,
another fact began to register more and more vividly.
A thirst that gradually grew fiercer.
The more the happiness above increased, the more forcefully I felt the desire in my lower half.
Recognizing that, I released the breasts I had been holding and began stripping away the clothes that still covered my body.
"Haa... haa..."
"Are you all right? We've only just begun."
"Haa... O-of course. This much is... nothing."
Despite her words, Dong Zhuo looked thoroughly heated already from a brief caress.
The sight of her panting and red-faced was enough to make an even deeper lust flare up inside me.
And then—
"! Wa-wait... there... nngh!"
"Heh. For all that talk, it's rather wet, isn't it? Your lips say no, but your body seems quite honest."
"That... is not... nngh! ... hakh!"
My hand slipped between her thighs in a surprise move.
Savoring the sticky sensation I felt there,
I let my excitement lead me and began toying with that precious place of hers.
—Squelch! Squelch!
"Haa! Nnghhh!"
Her moans reached me with every flick of my hand.
Watching her shake and tremble, reacting so intensely,
I felt a little guilty to admit it, but I found it somewhat entertaining.
'Hm... is this how a person turns S...?'
No malice was in the feeling whatsoever, but seeing her react so sensitively to light caresses only made me want to tease her more.
And so, driven by a streak of playful mischief,
my touch, which had been stroking inside her, returned to the entrance of her core.
"! Huh?"
The place my hand next reached.
That place was—
a spot whose concept had yet to be established in this Three Kingdoms era.
The clitoris.
The moment I began to caress what is called the clitoris, a spasm instantly ran through Dong Zhuo's body.
At the same time, a thick flood of arousal gushed out.
With my already-damp hand now thoroughly soaked,
I sucked her breast again and moved my fingers even more freely.
"Ah... no... haa! Th-this... it's... too strange... hngh! Hu-husband... a-a little... a little slower... haanghh!!!"
Her voice, a tangle of moans and desperation, sounded like a plea.
But this weak side of the woman who usually wore ease, dignity, and a quiet wickedness only stoked the dark glee that had been kindling inside me since earlier.
Despite her pleas, the caresses only grew more intense.
And at last—
"Haaanggh! Nnghhh!!!"
Dong Zhuo's back arched like a bow and her whole body began to quiver.
Showing a peak more violent than anything before, she heaved several times and then collapsed limp across the bed.
"Haaangh... haah..."
Dong Zhuo trembled and quivered with unfocused eyes.
Looking at her, who now seemed to have no strength left even to put on the brave front of a moment ago, I gave a rueful smile.
And then—
"Er, wife?"
"Hngh... nggh... Wh... what is... it? Gong... lu?"
Dong Zhuo answered in a slightly spaced-out voice, forgetting even to say "husband."
Seeing her like that,
"I truly am sorry—you seem a little worn out..."
"...! Huh?"
I spoke with a note of wry laughter in my voice.
"But I haven't even started yet."
"!! Ah..."
The part of me looming before her eyes.
Staring at it—no longer containable after the climax she'd just shown—
an awkward smile began to spread across Dong Zhuo's face.
"A... joke... right? Wh-what is..."
"I'm sorry, but it's the truth."
Truthfully, it was something I hadn't paid much attention to before,
but now I recalled a certain "scientific fact" I had forgotten until now.
That natural honey is extremely effective for virility.
*
Dong Zhuo did not possess much knowledge when it came to the act of coupling.
That it was a deed where a man and woman, naked, bit and sucked at each other, the man inserted his organ into the woman's private place, and sowed his seed in her womb. That if you did this, you could conceive a child — roughly that much.
Of course, during her subjugation of the barbarians she had often rescued women who had nearly been violated, but she had never seen the exact process in full.
Thus, Dong Zhuo was completely lacking in sexual knowledge...
but the scene before her eyes in that moment
was instilling an instinctive "dread" even in the near-ignorant Dong Zhuo.
'Th-this... is the male organ...'
A massive thing rose before her eyes.
Looking at that part of Yuan Shu's, which possessed a length and thickness on the scale of a large dagger, Dong Zhuo swallowed dryly without realizing it.
'Something like this... inside my body...?'
Her precious place, soaked thoroughly and deeply by the work of Yuan Shu's hands.
Could that thing before her eyes truly enter that small hole from which sticky fluid was flowing?
She felt doubt and fear about that,
and yet for some reason,
in this moment she felt a trembling twinge echo through her lower belly.
Placing a hand on her pounding heart, Dong Zhuo began to slowly spread her legs as if entranced.
"... Wife?"
She did not know whether this was the right thing to do.
But the foreboding feeling in her lower abdomen, which had been there for a while, was telling her this was the right answer.
A pull like instinct stamped into her from birth.
Following where it led,
Dong Zhuo spoke in a trembling voice.
"P-please... put it in."