They Say an Age Gap Like This Doesn’t Even Need Matching - Chapter 36

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Elhart seemed momentarily taken aback.
“Truly?”
Just last night, I had pushed him away in this very place.
It was difficult to explain clearly what had shifted within me.
“…Stop asking me about it.”
So I simply brushed it off like that.
There were plenty of reasons.
Revealing my true identity, the Crown Prince’s threat, the fake marriage plan, and more.
Elhart’s confession that my identity didn’t matter to him, and Kei’s advice had likely influenced me as well.
‘I don’t know. But….’
I thought this, wrapped in the warmth of his Manarang that enveloped me like an embrace.
‘If it’s you, I don’t think I’d regret anything, no matter what we do.’
…Truth be told, last night after pushing him away, I felt a little regret.
Wishing I had gone a bit further.
“Then yes, if that’s the case.”
He whispered softly, sliding his lips along my ear while caressing my waist.
It was a touch laden with clear intention.
‘It tickles, but it feels different somehow.’
All my senses concentrated on that spot.
“Mmh….”
An involuntary, breathy sound escaped me.
I was flustered to realize that voice had actually come from me.
One thing was certain—I didn’t want him to stop.
I wanted him to
continue.
“Mm….”
He hesitated, nibbling at my collarbone but unable to remove my robe.
Noticing this, I unhesitatingly untied the sash of my robe.
From the moment I had bathed and changed into fresh clothes, I had intended for this, so beneath the robe was only a thin undergarment.
Elhart’s breath caught sharply as he saw my exposed body.
“I have some scars, don’t I?”
Those days when I would simply wrap bandages around my wounds and continue fighting.
Small marks from those times remained scattered across my body.
I could ask Carterus to remove them even now, but I hadn’t thought of it.
Just as I was beginning to feel self-conscious, his response came.
“…They’re beautiful.”
His voice was hoarse.
“You’re so beautiful.”
“R-really?”
As I felt a belated embarrassment and tried to quietly pull my robe closed, Elhart seized my wrist.
“Just a moment….”
His urgent, desperate tone made me blink as I looked up at him.
“Let me look at you just a little longer.”
If I wanted to keep looking, I could.
Why was he asking so earnestly….
“Fine. Do as you wish.”
As I smiled and nodded, Elhart’s expression brightened.
Soon his lips curved into a gentle arc.
“Do anything. I’m happy either way.”
With that joyful smile still on his face, Elhart shed his undergarment.
Then he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close.
The moment bare skin touched bare skin, I could feel the intense heat that had only been transmitted through fabric before.
‘Such strength and elasticity….’
As I traced the muscles of his back with my fingertips in admiration, I couldn’t help but freeze in surprise.
Elhart had buried his face against my chest.
“Ah….”
My body suddenly tensed.
My waist trembled involuntarily.
I was discovering for the first time just how sensitive this place could be.
A tingling sensation spread relentlessly through me, as if I’d been struck by lightning magic.
“Ser….”
Without lifting his lips from my chest, he exhaled roughly.
His hot breath seeped into my skin, scorching it.
Unable to bear the overwhelming sensation, I urgently gripped his shoulders.
‘So hot… and strange….’
I wanted to curl up, but his large frame blocked the space between my legs.
All I could do was squeeze his sides with my knees and twist my body.
Each time his hands pressed against me, the flesh beneath his touch felt foreign, as if it weren’t mine.
“Hah, Elhart….”
As I floundered under the unfamiliar stimulation, his hand traced down my waist slowly.
He gently caressed the tender skin of my inner thigh, kneading it lightly as if telling me to relax.
Why was this happening?
I felt an inexplicable ache.
Though he was touching elsewhere, the heat seemed to gather entirely in my lower belly.
Without even touching, it felt as though I was being touched, and my inner core thrummed with sensation.
“Wait….”
My toes curled tightly at the precarious feeling.
“…Is this not okay?”
He looked at me with eyes heavy with desire and asked.
If I said it wasn’t okay, he would stop immediately.
And perhaps I would never touch him again.
“It’s not… that it’s not allowed….”
I managed to continue speaking as I steadied my ragged breathing.
“It’s strange. The sensation….”
“Mm….”
In that instant, his touch shifted.
He became so cautious that it only made me more impatient.
Eventually, I changed my request not long after.
“Just… do it harder.”
He hesitated at my request.
Releasing the breast he’d been holding, he lifted his head with an expression of uncertainty.
“If I do it harder, it might not be good.”
Is… that so…?
Truth be told, I couldn’t gauge what Elhart’s “harder” would entail either.
“Tell me what feels good.”
With those words, Elhart drew my hand and placed it over his own.
Then he began to massage with a gentle pressure applied.
“How about this intensity?”
“Ah…!”
The dizzying sensation transformed into vivid pleasure.
‘This feels good….’
Without me voicing it, he seemed to understand.
How intensely I was feeling it.
His gaze burned as if it would consume me.
Or swallow me whole in a single gulp.
Whether it was a misunderstanding or not, moments later he pressed his lips against mine and behaved as though he would devour me.
“Ngh…!”
His tongue delved deep, ravaging the inside of my mouth roughly.
The saliva I couldn’t swallow in time trickled down my chin from the passionate, fervent movements that made the base of my tongue tingle.
“You’re so hot. I feel like I’m melting,” he whispered.
He murmured softly.
At some point, he ceased the kiss and gazed at my face from a distance where our foreheads nearly touched.
His eyes sought to capture every detail of how I responded and felt to his touch.
I wanted to avert my gaze, yet found myself drawn into an even deeper stare.
Because the desire churning within those golden eyes was so beautiful and dangerous.
My breathing grew increasingly ragged.
Just his gaze touching me made my lower abdomen tingle.
My mind felt as though it were melting away.
With only ragged breaths and the movement of my tongue, my consciousness grew hazy, and I couldn’t control my body anymore.
“Ser….”
He pulled me into his embrace, kissing my face and lips repeatedly.
From somewhere in our bodies pressed together without gaps, I felt the fierce pounding of a racing heartbeat.
It was likely his.
Unlike his hand gently caressing my back as if to calm me, the part of his body against my lower abdomen was growing harder instead.
‘It’s unfair that only I’m enjoying this.’
I blinked as focus gradually returned to my eyes.
‘If Elhart experiences something pleasurable too, he’ll want to do it again next time.’
I thought blankly, avoiding any examination of why I was considering doing this incredible thing with Elhart again.
“I’ll… I’ll touch you too.”
Hearing my murmur, almost to myself, he asked in return.
“Are you serious?”
I nodded.
After a brief silence, he laughed softly.
“I’m satisfied.”
He gently kissed the bridge of my nose before answering.
“What…? You’re satisfied?”
“Yes.”
He nodded.
“It was for practice anyway. It’s been helpful enough.”
I was left speechless, staring at him.
Practice?
Practice, he said.
After going this far.
I glanced down at his lower body.
His desire, aroused as if starving, was vivid before my eyes.
In that state, he’s really satisfied?
“You’re lying.”
As I muttered this, a faint crease appeared between his brows.
“Why would I lie?”
“But you’re clearly not satisfied at all.”
My words seemed to provoke him, and he let out a low groan before calling my name in warning.
“Ser.”
He reached out and picked up his undergarment.
Then he wrapped it around his body as if to hide the heat that still hadn’t subsided.
“We’ll stop here for today.”
“…Why?”
I watched as he tied the waistband with a firm hand.
“This is my first time with something like this.”
“It’s my first time too…”
As my words trailed off, he slowly caressed my cheek.
“Yes, I understand.”
His touch was infinitely tender, yet his eyes held no warmth whatsoever.
“But you don’t have feelings for me.”
“That’s….”
“I never knew what it would feel like to be with a woman I love unrequited.”
He laughed with a grimace, as if mocking himself.
“I didn’t expect to become this aroused.”
Huh…?
“If we continue like this, I fear I won’t be able to control myself.”
His voice dropped to a low murmur.
Only then did I meet his gaze directly.
I had been mistaken in thinking he appeared calm.
“I’m afraid I’ll shatter you.”
For the first time since meeting him, I felt a chill run through me.
The depths of his eyes were dark and fathomless as he looked at me.
I had a premonition that if I lost my composure even slightly, his words would come true.

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