< — Father and Son — > (2)
In the quiet bedroom, only the sound of two people breathing could be heard. Lucia’s breathing was calming down to an even pace and Hugo lowered his head, turned her body sideways, wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms.
He simply embraced her for a while then he began to cover her lips, eyes and forehead with kisses.
“Ha-ha, that’s ticklish.”
“Shall I make it not ticklish?”
Hugo whispered softly and bit her neck. His hand stealthily moved from her back to her waist but she twisted her body and naturally pushed his hand away. When the smooth sensation of her skin disappeared from his palm, he reached out stubbornly and grabbed her butt. This time, Lucia pushed away from his chest.
“We can’t. I have a lot to do, so I have to get up early tomorrow morning.”
“What do you have to do?”
“I’m planning a garden party in three days and since I have show my garden to people, I want to increase the scale a little bit. So, from tomorrow, I have to organize the garden, prepare it and of course, there are a lot of other things I have to take care of.”
‘She was completely fine even though I wasn’t around.’
Hugo grumbled inwardly.
“A garden party? The days are starting to get colder, are there still flowers?”
“There are autumn flowers. Although they aren’t as bright as spring’s or summer’s, I wanted to have a garden party before the year was over.”
“So, your party is more important than your husband that just came back. Where is your priority?”
Again, his hands stealthily moved to her waist and his lips glued themselves to her neck. Lucia smacked his shoulders.
“Don’t be unreasonable. Do you know how childish you sound?”
“Oh-ho. Now you’re beating your husband?”
Lucia teasingly booed his attempt to act tough. Hugo’s eyes lit up strangely, then with huge strides, he pounced at her but Lucia’s small body quickly rolled away and avoided him.
There were bursts of laughter blended with small screams and the bed quickly became a mess with the two of them tossing and turning all over.
Soon enough, Lucia grew breathless and began to pant, then she was firmly caught by him. The fact that she was able to avoid him even once on the narrow bed meant that he was going easy on her or it would have been impossible.
He hugged her from behind, slid his legs between hers, then placed one hand on her chest as he kissed her back. Lucia tried to move but found that she was held firmly in place so she gave up. Although his hands kept fondling her breasts, she left him alone.
“Did your work with your vassals go well?”
“Mhm. What about you? What have you been doing?”
“Nothing mu…ah, no, there is something. Damian arrived.”
Just for an instant, his body stiffened. As Lucia was wrapped in his embrace, she could feel it.
“…I know.” (Hugo)
What did Damian mean to him? There was a lot she wanted to ask but she decided to take it slow and wait for when they could sit down, and have a long conversation.
Since even Jerome was treasuring his words, she didn’t want to approach it prematurely. After interacting with Damian for a while now, Lucia could tell that the boy did not resent his father.
It would not have been strange if his sense of shame over his situation and illegitimacy twisted his emotions but he turned out to be an honest and innocent child. If she had a child like Damian, even if it wasn’t a child that she gave birth to, she would give it her all in raising him.
Now, what she wanted to know was Hugo’s opinion on Damian. If there was no animosity, it was a pity for them to keep having such a frigid relationship.
Was the relationship between them only the fact that they shared the same blood?
Lucia believed that, even though it wasn’t as intense as the love between a man and a woman, the love between blood ties was bound with a string that was not easily broken.
“What do you think? Lunch? If possible, let’s have a meal together.”
Although she spoke like it wasn’t a big deal, she was inwardly worried about what to do if he rejected her offer. If he didn’t want to even eat with Damian, it was the worst possible situation.
“Let’s do that at dinner, I have a meeting in the morning.”
Fortunately, his answer was positive. Lucia gave a little sigh of relief.
“Was there any rudeness?” (Hugo)
Lucia briefly thought about it and realized the subject of his words was Damian. But she couldn’t help but think that he didn’t really know his son. If he knew Damian, even a little bit, he would not ask that question.
“Not at all. He was very polite and mature, his attitude and manners were not out of place. I will co-exist fine with Damian, you don’t have to worry about tha-”
“I am not worried about that. Just tell me if he is ever impolite to you.”
With her back facing him, Lucia’s eyes narrowed as she listened to his tone that sounded like an officer talking about a recruit.
“What would you do?”
However, Hugo’s advice was never a mouthful.
“That will not happen. While you were absent, we got along very well…”
Her voice was getting increasingly drowsy.
The lingering question was not heard by Lucia’s ear that had fallen asleep.
“Ah…my greetings…are late…Welcome back…” (Lucia)
He kissed her lips towards the end of her mumbling. Not long after, she fell asleep, her breathing calm and even.
Once again, he kissed her lips lightly and closed his eyes to sleep.
* * *
When Lucia woke up in the morning, she was alone. His waking hours were usually quite early so she had grown accustomed to waking up alone.
The lingering sensation in her body told her that the previous night was not a dream. It had been a long time since they had sex so there was basically no strength in her body. She had to use her arms to get her body upright.
When she stood up, viscous body fluids flowed out from between her thighs. It didn’t matter how many time she had experienced this, she covered her face in embarrassment.
When she calmed down, she called the maid and ordered for a bath to be prepared. The maids waited on Lucia as she entered the bath full of warm water.
Her dazzling skin was enhanced by the bright morning sun and was littered with red marks. The maids kept glancing at those red traces and their faces grew flushed.
Their master returned late last night and no one could catch a glimpse of him but now they knew that he went to their Mistress’ room. It was almost certain that after this bath, this rumor would spread among the maids.
“Is he in the office?” (Lucia)
“His Grace is in a meeting.”
“His Grace suddenly issued a summon before sunrise.”
He was a really diligent man. The ones that worked below him could only suffer. To him, having a meeting as soon as he returned to the castle was only natural. Even though he did the most work, he was the most energetic.
Lucia’s face reddened as the events from the previous night rose to the top of her mind. She was happy to see him again and glad that he still wanted her as passionately. Her mood became as light as the petals floating on the water.
*Next part is…dun dun dun.
*Nah, I’m just kidding…or am I? We’ll find out next week~~
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