Weed ~The One’s Gardener~ - Chapter 16
Chapter 16
There were no other thoughts. There were no other options.
“It will be okay. Hana. It’s okay. It will be fine. You have me.”
Weed forcibly squeezed her lips that were tight as she suffered from pain.
“Huhp… uhp…!”
As soon as he took her lips, he was thirsty.
But this time, he never made a mistake.
Before her eyes, who was haunted by the pain, he could not satisfy his own thirst. As soon as their soft flesh touched each other, Hana moved more urgently. Just like a thirsty person desperately looking for water, a much smaller and softer tongue than Weed’s burrowed into his mouth.
Weed froze for a moment from the shock. As her sweet tongue brushed the root of his own, it felt as if lightning had struck all over his body. His hands holding her trembled. This was the first time ever.
Weed gently stroked her as she pushed in hastily. He wanted to calm her down, saying that there would be no problem this time, just like the first time he had resolved her pain.
His breathing grew rough.
A tingling heat rose on his cheek, which Hana had cupped to push in. It was definitely not the first time his lips had touched hers. It was not the first time their tongues entwined, and he responded by moving his tongue.
He seemed to be going mad that the object Hana was desperately clinging to was him.
“Um, uung…!”
Weed hugged her and twisted the angle of his lips. Was the kiss short? Or was it still lacking? Hana was still trembling with pain.
It didn’t matter either way. She needed him.
Deeper. More.
She was demanding for him.
“Ha, Hana…”
She wanted him like this… that fact made him lose his mind.
She, who invaded his mouth and led the movements, was instantly pushed back by Weed’s momentum. He couldn’t stand it any longer. It wasn’t enough to taste her saliva. He even had the urge to chew and eat her.
He forcibly endured the constant violent movement of his tongue. Despite that, the kiss was rather violent.
“Heuk, uuhht, Weed…”
“Ha… yes, Hana. Tell me…”
He uttered so in a half-hoarse voice but tried to overlap their fallen lips again. However, Hana ducked her head.
As his lips rubbed against her cheek, it was soft that he forgot the reason he started the act and put his tongue out on Hana’s soft cheeks.
Oh, and this was soft too. It was sweet.
“Uum…”
It was so sweet that a pleasant moan escaped from his throat. Hana wiggled in his arms, but Weed was drunk, rubbing his lips against her cheek for a while. It wasn’t until she let out moans of pain again that she came to her senses.
“Hana?”
Weed opened her eyes wide and looked down at Hana in his arms. Although her expression had slightly improved from before, she was still furrowing her eyebrows. Her lips, which had been sucked in by him and turned red, trembled.
The reason was immediately clear.
The pain has not been relieved.
“Ugh… Weed.”
“Can’t it be that it doesn’t work?”
Hana closed her eyes tightly and shook her head vigorously. Her breath, which had grown wild because of the pain, touched the nape of his neck. Her breath was very hot, like there was a fire had risen in her body.
“My, body…”
“Yes.”
“I-it…It feels like it’s going to tear. It hurts so much.”
“Which place? Can you elaborate?”
“Ever, everything. Only the face, heuk… everywhere… my whole body seems to be torn apart… ah…!”
Weed licked away her tears.
He licked her lips and licked her chin when saliva was about to leak. Until a little while ago, he also licked her cheek recklessly. However, she, who had been rained with kisses everywhere on her face, said that everything except her face was in pain.
“Hana. It’s all right. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you don’t get hurt.”
At last, he knew what to do.
She had just been caught in the pouring rain.
He wasn’t even prepared because it was so sudden. Her whole body was wet, and her black hair stuck close to her forehead or cheeks. Water was still dripping from her clothes, not to mention the cold, wet sheets on the bed.
He was distracted from focusing on the kiss.
While tidying her disheveled hair to one side, Weed pressed his lips against her forehead. Every corner of the wide, round forehead. It was similar to a vow to begin a sacred rite.
He carefully laid her on the bed. The next moment, in case she felt the pain of him touching somewhere wrong, he stroked and soothed the body crouched in pain and laid her down in the right posture.
“Ha… uh.”
“Hana. Please hold on a little bit, just a little bit. I will do something about it.”
Next to the forehead was the temple wrinkled with pain.
He touched his lips first and licked lightly with his tongue, making a moist sound. Weed compared the pain to a flesh tear, but he alternately kissed and licked the temples on both sides, praying that she would not suffer from a headache.
Their breathing was rough. Hana was suffering from pain, and Weed was very nervous at the thought that the way to get rid of her pain was entirely in his hands.
“You will be fine soon. I’m by your side.”
Putting her ear lobe in his mouth, Weed whispered to her. He licked the lobe, and for some reason, it seemed that heat was leaking from there, so he bit off the lobe. The soft hair against his tongue was itchy.
“Uht…”
“Ah… does it hurt?”
Shake, shake.
She shook her head. Hana turned her red face and averted his gaze. After smearing saliva on the nook and cranny, Weed touched her lips for no reason and took her lips as he turned his head to lick the opposite earlobe.
The half-closed golden eyes looked up at him.
The kiss he had just given on the lips did not do much to relieve the pain, but she remained unsuspecting. Because she was completely trusting him and giving herself over to him, he thought that he had to do well to consistently show off his effective abilities, so Weed slipped his tongue on her neck.
“Hauh…”
She groaned, whether it still hurt. He was so sad that he couldn’t stand it, and he wanted to finish quickly for her.
Thump. Thump.
Like a herbivore caught in the palm of his hand, he could feel the violently beating heart on the tip of his tongue. It was a vital point that could end a weak human life at once. Even if he put his tongue on such a place and licked it, she was not afraid and did not rebel. Didn’t that mean she has trust for him?
Because Hana’s whole body was cold from getting drenched in the rain, Weed began to remove the clothes that were clinging to her skin carefully.
“Wa, wait… Weed.”
“Yes, Hana. Please tell me. Where are you uncomfortable? I’m trying not to shock you as much as possible… I’m not a very delicate man either… would you rather cut off your clothes?”
The shock seemed to have been transmitted to her while he was undressing her.
When he asked anxiously, Hana hesitated to answer as she bit her lip for a moment before shaking her head.
“N, no.”
“I’m sorry. I thought I’d better take it slow…”
The pain was still severe, so she was very slow to respond.
Weed decided that it would be better to resolve the excruciating pain sooner rather than take the time to undress her. She didn’t call or interrupt him since she seemed to understand him, too. As he was undressing her rather hastily, she was understanding as well.
Hana’s body was cold all over from the rain.
It was also his job to warm her up. His powerful tongue licked the rounded shoulders that ran from the nape of her neck to her collarbone.
The water conveyed a bitter taste to Weed.
Her naked body was too white. She shivered and was pale from the cold, but her face was flushed with heat. Grabbing her by the wrist and starting from the back of her hand to her shoulder, he moved inside and kissed it step by step.
‘Did I draw so much blood from such a small body?’
In this situation, he blamed himself for what he did in the past, which seemed so stupid.
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