Chapter 108: A Morning Full Of Warmth And Accidents

The next few days passed without anything unusual occurring.

Stella continued examining the inner layer of her Auracle each day, and the prolonged effort left her so exhausted that she slept through most of the evening.

Elias used that time to train with his sword, hoping to reach Advanced VII and finally begin forming his Aura Core, but advancing to the next sub-level of mastery proved far more difficult than he had expected.

A swordsman could not simply swing a blade until progress appeared.

To advance, one needed to understand what was lacking, identify the flaws within their technique, and correct them through experience and comprehension.

Unfortunately, Elias’s only opponents were the air and a training dummy, neither of which could expose the weaknesses he needed to discover.

Even so, he continued swinging his sword every evening.

Whether his movements improved or remained unchanged, he refused to stop.

Swordsmanship had become more than a method of gaining strength; it was something he could not abandon, even when every strike seemed to lead nowhere.

After training, Elias would take a bath, check on his wives, and occasionally spend some time speaking with Benjamin. As night approached, they would have dinner before returning to their respective rooms.

For reasons Elias did not understand, Stella had stopped sleeping in his room.

The first time it happened, he had found her absence confusing, but after several nights passed without explanation, he simply assumed that sleeping there had not been as exciting as she had initially imagined.

As a result, only Elias and Natasha slept in his room.

Their sleeping arrangements had also changed considerably. The barrier of pillows that once separated them had disappeared, and there was no longer anything between them at all.

The husband and wife now wrapped their arms around each other and slept with their bodies pressed together, although an invisible wall remained between them.

Natasha trusted him more than before, and Elias cared for her, but neither of them had yet reached the point where their bond was deeper than their duty.

Unfortunately, although Elias loved the peacefulness and warmth of night, morning often brought him an entirely different emotion: embarrassment.

And today, the very situation he had feared finally occurred.

Golden sunlight streamed through the curtains, spreading across the room and gradually pulling Natasha from her sleep. Her eyelids trembled before opening, and for a moment, she remained still, enjoying the warmth of Elias’s embrace.

Then she froze.

Her gaze slowly lowered, and her entire body stiffened.

During the night, Elias had apparently shifted upward in his sleep, causing her position to become far more vulnerable.

The dagger that usually pressed against her thigh had finally shifted toward its intended target.

Due to the shift in his position, the tent between his legs was pushing between her thighs.

She stared at it. It wasn’t actually touching that part yet, but it could if her thighs moved even slightly apart.

She glanced at Elias; he was in deep sleep, and her gaze fell downward again.

She could feel the warmth and faint throbbing; however, she didn’t know what to do.

She could move away, wake him, or carefully create some distance between them, but every possible choice seemed difficult. Even the slightest movement might make the situation worse, and the thought alone made her heart beat faster.

’W-What do I do?’

With no other option, she carefully moved her legs away from it, but because of that slight movement, her thighs shifted apart for a moment, and the intruder used that chance to rush in.

Her eyes widened as the dagger was now resting right below its target and between her thighs.

Its heat now brushed against places that had never been touched before. She felt a weird sensation as though something inside her stomach were twisting.

Her face turned red like a tomato, and she bit her lower lip as it stayed there, squirming like a snake trying to reach its burrow.

For the next few minutes, Natasha shut her eyes and waited for Elias to wake up.

When he did, he instantly felt the soft and warm pressure around his lower part, but before he could even articulate a thought, his eyes rolled up, and his embrace tightened around her, his fingers instinctively digging deeper into her her back and waist.

His face rested on her head, and he mumbled, "W-What is this?"

Natasha stiffened as his sleepy and warm voice reached her ears, her heart beating louder.

"Haah..." He took a deep breath and looked down.

As he saw what had happened, his eyes widened.

’Shit!’ He cursed inwardly and immediately tried to pull it away from her thighs, but they were still embracing one another, so as he did that, Natasha felt it rub against her, and she instinctively tightened her arms around him, pulling him closer, which made it return to its position.

Her eyes widened as she felt it rub even harder against her bottom; she was sure that if she wasn’t wearing anything, she wouldn’t have been feeling it just outside.

However, the warmth and pleasure were too much for Elias, who had only bathed with women, never doing anything like this. Not even with Balith.

"N-Natasha... let go of me..." he whispered, his voice deep and strangely alluring. He had completely forgotten that she couldn’t hear him.

She raised her head to look at him, but when she saw those eyes of his, something within her snapped.

The warmth, the strange fulfillment that she had felt the day she had bathed him returned.

This time, much stronger, unholy thoughts began to appear in the mind of the former saintess candidate, but before they could take over, she let out a deep breath and loosened her grip around him.

Everything until now was an accident, one that they ultimately allowed to happen, but anything beyond that would be a choice she consciously made.

Although she loved that sense of fulfillment, she wasn’t yet ready to do something like this.

Elias also loosened his grip on her and sprawled to the side, his weapon still standing strong.

"Haah... that was too much..." he mumbled.

She stared at him, and a soft smile appeared on her lips.