LADAD Chapter 20

Their lips met. That was the very first thing that came to Amelia's mind from her contact with Ivan.

"......"

She hadn't even closed her eyes yet. She didn't understand what was happening to her. Naturally, her gaze met Ivan's, who kept his eyes open as if he were watching her every reaction.

For some time, they simply gazed into each other's eyes without exchanging words. As if her heart had been lifted from her chest and set beside her ear, she could hear it thundering. Amelia could neither turn away from Ivan's gaze nor pull back from him, and could only swallow hard. Then Ivan's lips drew upward in a graceful curve.

"You should close your eyes."

Ivan still didn't separate his lips that were lightly touching, and whispered in a slightly lowered voice. It was selfishness disguised as advice.

"Eyes?"

Before Amelia could ask back in surprise, she was startled. Every time she moved her lips, the feeling of touching Ivan's lips came through clearly. It was a stimulation Amelia had never experienced before.

"Close your eyes and relax your lips."

Every time Ivan spoke, their lips touched. Amelia trembled finely from the chills running down her spine. Perhaps because she was too nervous, even though it was nothing special, her body wouldn't move like her own.

"I, I can't do it well..."

It was when Amelia barely managed to answer in a tearful voice, holding back her shame. Ivan, who had been staring intently at her confused black eyes, chuckled softly. Then he gently bit and pulled at Amelia's lower lip.

"Can't do it?"

Just when Amelia barely nodded a little, Ivan's large hand covered the middle of Amelia's back and pulled her into his arms.

"...!"

Amelia's lips, which had been saying she couldn't even relax her lips, parted slightly in surprise. Since neither of them had closed their eyes yet, they were still making eye contact.

"Iv..."

It was when she was about to call Ivan's name. Ivan reached out and covered Amelia's eyes with his large hand. Because her vision was blocked, all her senses became heightened.

What is he trying to do? While puzzled, her heart secretly fluttered with anticipation.

Suddenly, smooth skin brushed against her nose. The moment she realized Ivan had angled his head and their noses had touched, he slipped inside her mouth.

The kiss that suddenly deepened was foreign to her. The warmth and soft tongue that searched through her were equally so. The instant Amelia instinctively pulled back and clenched her eyes shut, Ivan drew her body into his embrace with powerful force.

Chest met chest. Through their touching chests, each other's pounding heartbeats and body temperature were completely transmitted. Hearts beating violently as if they would burst. Body temperature that had become hot as if the purpose was to burn the other person.

"Hmm..."

She felt like her lips were being crushed. It also seemed like Ivan was trying to devour her. When Amelia fidgeted from an inexplicable discomfort, Ivan soothingly rubbed the soft flesh at the back of her neck with his thumb. Though it also seemed like he was holding her so she couldn't escape.

While Amelia couldn't break free from Ivan's embrace like this, Ivan's steps were heading toward the bed. Amelia staggered and stepped backward, matching Ivan's steps. And at some point, she fell onto the bed with a surprised sound.

"Were you startled?"

Though he had been speaking informally all along, this time it was formal speech. Amelia looked up silently at the man who had positioned himself above her. In the bedroom where candles dimly lit the room, only Ivan's face, shining brightly as if he were light itself, was clear.

"Not as much as I was startled to see you again."

Amelia reached out and gently caressed his face. Ivan seemed surprised by the unexpected unhesitating contact and flinched for a moment.

"I'm really..."

"......"

"Happy that you're alive."

Even that face with faint surprise on it was good. Amelia grabbed his face and pulled it down toward her. Ivan, who was docilely pulled by that weak force, tilted his head at an angle.

He once again took control of Amelia's mouth and stirred it. It was lewd and rough as if declaring it was his. But at the same time, it was affectionate enough to steal her soul.

Under that contradictory contact, Amelia felt herself helplessly heating up under the solid body that bound her. It was the first time she had experienced this.

"Ah."

As if sensing that feeling, Ivan parted their lips. And beginning from her earlobe, he started to kiss her slowly. Wherever Ivan's lips touched, it felt as though flowers of fire were blooming. Amelia, her head turned aside, shivered from unfamiliar sensations each time he pressed his lips to her nape.

"Are you scared?"

Without realizing it, her hands gripping Ivan's shoulders had tensed with force, as if to push him away. Ivan, who had been trailing his lips along Amelia's collarbones, seemed to sense that resistance and asked. When Ivan's warm, damp breath teased the skin near her chest, her heart felt ready to burst.

"I'm scared."

Amelia answered honestly.

"Because it's the first time I'm feeling this way."

"......"

"But because it's you, it's okay."

But that wasn't meant to push Ivan away. She was saying she could conquer even that fear. So she hoped this night could belong to him. That was what Amelia was telling him.

"I won't ask again from now on. You won't regret it?"

Ivan's voice had sunk somewhat lower. As if anticipating that he too would find it difficult to hold the reins beyond this point.

"I won't regret it. This is the last time anyway."

Amelia whispered with a smiling face. Ivan, who had been staring down at that face, smiled along with Amelia. And with smooth movements, he took off his shirt and threw it to the floor.

After that, as a natural progression, he left short kisses somewhere between Amelia's ear and jaw, and parted her slender legs with his thighs. Though she had thought he had a lean build, the body that touched her was hard as stone. Ivan's face began to slowly descend as he scattered kisses on her ears and nape to warm Amelia's body.

Finally, when the touch that had slipped under her skirt reached a place she had never allowed anyone, Amelia's body trembled violently. Swearing to a god whose existence was uncertain, she felt a tingling sensation all the way to her fingertips from this sensation she had never experienced before.

"......"

She almost screamed. Amelia bit her lower lip until it bled and suppressed the sound that was trying to escape from her throat. Tears welled up in Amelia's eyes from the pleasure that resembled pain.

"You cried."

Ivan wiped Amelia's eyes with his wet hand. It was a touch with wickedly impure intentions.

"I was trying to hold back the sound..."

However, Amelia didn't notice this fact at all. Looking down at the woman who looked like she was lying on disheveled flowers, Ivan smiled with a grin.

"If you can't hold back, bite my shoulder."

Shoulder? Before Amelia could ask back, Ivan lowered his body and embraced Amelia's upper body as if binding her. The moment he pressed into her, Amelia finally understood what Ivan had said.

He was excessively large and robust.

"Ah, wait!"

Amelia instinctively grabbed and twisted Ivan's shoulder skin as if to stop his movement. But perhaps because of his lean muscle, her weak fingers easily slipped on his smooth skin. She couldn't leave even a mark on him, let alone cause pain.

"Bite."

Ivan commanded. Her mind was utterly muddled. With only his words filling her thoughts, Amelia forgot any concern that Ivan might be hurt and sank her teeth deep into his shoulder. She bit down so fiercely that the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth. Of course, Ivan appeared completely unbothered.

"Hng."

Finally, Ivan completely claimed Amelia. Amelia let out a short moan mixed with tears and released Ivan's shoulder she had been biting.

"It hurts..."

Amelia whined like a tearful complaint, expressing her pain with tears welling up. Ivan, who had withdrawn his shoulder that had been bitten by the young beast, straightened his upper body and looked down at Amelia quietly.

"You have to endure it."

"......"

"You said you wouldn't regret it."

Ivan smiled with a satisfied face like a well-fed lion. Yet perhaps feeling sorry for the crying face, he lowered his face and gently kissed her. Unlike his hands that unhesitatingly grasped and caressed everything from her slender waist to her soft flesh.

At some point, as if he couldn't endure anymore, he began to move. The white dress rippled like ocean waves. From some point on, Amelia writhed in extreme pleasure. But Ivan refused to release the body he held fast in his grip.

So even through her wavering vision, Amelia held Ivan in her gaze.

It would be a lie to say that this first experience wasn't painful, but she was happy enough that she could die like this.

Even knowing this love would end in tragedy, she felt as though she was finally becoming a flower that bloomed in his embrace.