Chapter 153: Scene CLIII

The eyes of the woman stared at his for a moment. Yet lastly, her head lowered, telling shy her acceptance. Remorseful of herself as she felt conflicted to the heart that did not cease to beat loudly every time his edges lifted while talking to her.

"Please do… this one has a few buttons as well as threads to tighten."

"... What should I do first."

"Umh… the buttons…" —To the smooth walk of the man to stand behind her, Ewelina shivered as his hand held her by the waist to observe his challenge. — "It will make it easier for it to be tied…"

"A'ight." — Doing as told, Aslak tried not to fall captive of her back in ivory skin, enduring the desire to graze it. Nevertheless... it was her beautiful hair he could not resist touching while going up the buttons of her garments. — "... Your fur is still wet, Fatædi."

"oh… is it in the way?" — Taking it away at his sudden comment, the nape of the woman was fully exposed. However, no response came from the man.

"..."