I Thought It Was a Common Transmigration - Chapter 29
“Yeah…… I will.”
For the next two days, he was plagued by an inexplicable guilt and headache.
Then, on the night he heard that Edith had woken up, he was awakened from his not-so-deep sleep by a suspicious figure.
‘What is this, an assassination?’
As he reached for the dagger he had hidden under his pillow, he realized the next moment that it was Edith who had broken into his room.
The faint scent of roses announced her presence before the sound of her footsteps.
Wondering what brought someone who had fainted to wake up in the middle of the night and come over here, he let her do her thing.
Edith crept to the bedside and stood there for a long time.
Just when he thought it was an assassination, she slowly leaned in.
The smell of her sweet flesh was so intoxicating, Killian almost forgot to breathe.
After a moment’s hesitation, Edith kissed him lightly, just enough to provoke him.
A light kiss that didn’t go between his lips, didn’t go in, didn’t go deep.
If he had been deeply asleep, he probably wouldn’t have noticed.
The moment Edith kissed him, Killian opened his eyes in surprise.
He looked up to see Edith standing right in front of him, eyes closed, lips still pressed together.
Her long brown lashes fluttered, and her thin eyelids slowly opened as her lips parted.
But Edith wasn’t surprised to see Killian’s eyes open. It was as if she had known he would wake up…….
“I- I’m sorry, that…… I’ll just go back on my own, so……”
Killian couldn’t let Edith go, leaving only a hollow kiss behind.
‘So, the rumors of you using your body as a weapon are true, and now that you’re at a disadvantage, you’re trying to seduce me with your body?’
The inexplicable guilt he’d been feeling quickly dissipated, and a heat that he didn’t know whether to call anger or excitement rose from his lower abdomen.
He was horrified, but part of him wanted to see how far he could go.
Before he could think of anything else, he had his hand on Edith’s forearm.
“You’ve done all the pretending, and now you’re too horny to play?”
No, he was horny himself. A violent, one-dimensional desire, perhaps.
He knew it, but out of habit, he pressed on, rebuking Edith.
“No, I just wanted to kiss……”
Killian hastily pushed Edith down on the bed as she timidly tried to protest.
‘What kind of lame excuse do you have for wanting to leave after just a kiss…….?’
Killian smirked, determined to see what this woman was up to.
“Come on, satisfy me like the flower snake of Riegelhoff, you never know, I might even get lustful.”
Killian pulled off Edith’s robe, looking embarrassed, and slipped his hand into the hem of her nightgown, which he’d been finding so erotic since the last time he’d seen her.
Her smooth thighs shivered at his touch.
“Ki- Killian, can I do this?”
“Can I do this? What are you asking?”
“No, I mean, can I…… with you, is that okay?”
Killian’s hand paused.
‘So, you are saying that even though you know I love Lizé, you care enough to worry about my situation?’
He gritted his teeth, and he felt the urge to press the bridge of Edith’s nose flat against his own.
He resumed stroking Edith’s soft skin.
“That’s not the question you should be asking me. You’re the one who crawled into my bed in the middle of the night, aren’t you?”
Then he swallowed Edith’s lips, as if to say he wouldn’t allow any more thoughts.
He hadn’t intended to do more than nibble at her lips ticklishly, as Edith had done.
But when he found something sweet and tantalizing between those soft, warm lips, Killian felt the hairs on his neck stand up in excitement.
So, before he knew it, he was deep into the kiss.
Edith’s breath, lips, tongue, and saliva, which should have been disgusting, were ridiculously sweet and fragrant.
Edith gasped, unable to breathe, panicked, and when she finally managed to pull her lips away, she could only stare in horror.
Killian smirked at the sight.
‘Hmm, playing the innocent.’
He took her hand in a provocative gesture and laid it on his chest.
“I’m sure you’ve been disappointed that you’ve only been able to steal glances at it every time. This is your chance to get a good look at it, and even touch it.”
“H- how did you know……!”
It was worth seeing the look on Edith’s face as her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open.
Killian thought he was crazy, but he took her hand and made her touch his upper body.
Even though he was forcing her to do it, Edith didn’t try to pull her hand away.
Her slender, soft hand, so unlike his, stroked over his sunburned skin, sending chills down his spine.
It was a move meant to embarrass Edith, but it also made his throat go dry.
“Are you satisfied?”
“What? Ah…… that, that…… yes……”
It was strangely gratifying to see Edith unable to take her eyes off his body, even in her shock.
He couldn’t stand Edith opening her mouth slightly while touching his body as he let her do, so he buried his lips in the nape of her white, thin neck.
Edith breathed in, making a strange sound, but even that was cute now.
‘Edith Riegelhoff is cute? I must be crazy.’
No, he wasn’t, but the scent of roses wafting from her warm body made his head spin.
He’d always thought it was a vulgar, disgusting scent, and now he couldn’t figure out why it was so good.
Around her neck hung the ruby necklace he had bought for her.
The ruby, red as a drop of blood on the nape of her white neck, suited her well.
Even now, Killian could still feel the tension when Edith brought her hair forward, entrusting her neck to him. Thanks to her, his hands trembled as he put the necklace on her.
He thought she was going to scream at him for putting such a cheap thing on her, but she’s been wearing it ever since.
Feeling a tickle in his stomach, he kissed the hollow of Edith’s collarbone where the ruby rested, then moved downward, pressing his lips to it over and over again.
Something snapped somewhere in his head as Edith called his name in a pleading voice.
After that, Killian couldn’t control himself.
It was just the beginning of a night dominated by passion, instinct, hot body temperature, and slippery sweat.
I did it.
We did it.
And now I was hiding under Killian’s covers.
“I am not feeling well. Get me some bath water.”
“Yes, young master.”
The maid, unfazed by Killian’s uncharacteristic command, returned a moment later with two other maids to prepare a bathtub by the window of Killian’s room.
When they had covered the side of the tub with a curtain and set out towels and robes, they retreated, bowing their heads.
Killian then threw off the covers and scooped me into a quick hug.
“I- I can walk by myself……”
It was embarrassing to have this moment in the bright sunlight, apart from what had happened at night.
Not knowing where to put my hands and eyes, I ended up burying my face in my hands.
His chest heaved and I heard a low chuckle.
The vibrations seemed to grab hold of my heart and shake it.
“Tell me if it’s too hot.”
He slowly lowered me into the tub.
I let out a contented moan as I settled into the warm water.
I also heard a small giggle.
“On the first night, you dozed off in the bathtub by yourself, so I guess you like baths quite a bit, huh?”
“Ah, haha, yeah, well……”
Killian gently washed me and dressed me in a robe before towel-drying me again, leaving me still and unable to protest.
“You should probably get some rest for a few days.”
“I suppose…… I should.”
He washed my body after a passionate night, but I couldn’t figure out how he felt about me.
It doesn’t seem like he’s crazy, so he won’t suddenly say that he loves me. I wonder if something he’s been holding in for Lizé has exploded.
Being Lizé’s replacement is not so miserable, as long as it’s for a man like him.
I’m doing this with the most handsome and sexy man I know, and I can’t hate that.
I don’t expect anything from him emotionally, but he’s being strangely affectionate today, and my heart is melting.
‘What a change from our wedding day, when he didn’t even want to touch my fingers.’
I smiled as I remembered him putting the ring on my finger, his face set in stone.
After drying my hair thoroughly, he dressed me in my full dress, then sent a maid outside to call Anna.
“You seem to have a bit of a fever, so as soon as you get back to your room, make sure to cover yourself with a blanket and rest.”
“Yes, thank you.”
We looked at each other, wondering if we should say something more, and then we parted ways.
I walked back to my room with Anna, who had come to pick me up, unnoticed, but still unable to comprehend the events of last night and earlier.