Decorative Wife

I got an erection...!"

 I never thought I would get an erection.

 The person sleeping comfortably next to me is my wife, whom I just got married to today. But she is the one who had just said with a stern look on her face, "I will never love you.

 And yet, his crotch is rising.

 And she is erect.

 It is a pity that he, who is known for his cool-headedness as the Count of the Balshe Frontier, is having lustful feelings for a younger, lovely woman.

 However, my whole body is trembling with joy at the sensation for the first time. The blood of his entire body is gathering in his groin with delight, waiting eagerly for the moment to strike. It has become impossibly hard, a stake whose supreme mission is to penetrate, to assert its presence.

 I had decided that I would only be in this bedroom for a moment to convince the butler that I was expecting a child. However, his erect and foolish body would not accept his opinion.

 My wife, who had gone to bed quickly after saying "good night," despite the presence of herself, a frontiersman, next to her.

 The sweet, flowery scent wafted from her hair. There was a clear cleavage on her chest, and the shape of her white, raised breasts was clearly visible.

 --Can I touch them?

 No, you may not. After all, I had just declared that I would never love her. And yet, his pride as a frontier count would not allow him to touch her right away.

 Besides, even though she was his wife, she had just moved from the distant royal capital, had just finished her wedding, and was already sleeping.

 Her glossy cherry-colored hair is waving on the white sheets. With her eyelids closed and her long eyelashes down, her sleeping face looks very young, but she is a woman of a strange age, over 20 years old.

 I have heard that she is a devilish woman who has broken the hearts of many men, but I cannot imagine that from the way she is sleeping with her mouth half-open. No, I'd like to bury my face in this cleavage, but then--

 As a Ludwig Baruch frontier count, I can't fall asleep with a sense of anguish for the first time in my life before I turned 30.

 I watched my new wife sleeping comfortably next to me, but I couldn't touch her, so I continued to fight my desires until the next morning. The next morning she opened her eyes and with a sad look on her face, I bowed my head and pleaded with her.

I had a favor to ask her. ...

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