MistNovel - Read Web Novel Stories & Fiction Online

'You seem tense, ' Loid murmurs with a frown as he watches Yor wash her plate after they just finished their dinner.

'Hm? ' Yor startles, eyes widening as she puts down the plate, and turns her head to look at Loid who is leaning the side of his hip against the edge of their kitchen counter. 'What 'I don 't ' '

'Your shoulders, ' Loid tilts his head like he 's analyzing her, 'are rigid. '

Yor pauses and blinks.

They are? She hadn 't noticed '

'And your expression 'you seem like you have something on your mind, ' Loid comments, voice thoughtful, and leans forward until their faces are only inches apart. So close that Yor can see small flecks of golden light in his blue eyes.

'Did something happen, Yor? ' He asks in

such

a soft tone, that it 's hard for her to stifle a small shudder that runs through her because of it.

'Um 'well ' ' Yor falters, suddenly feeling so heated and flustered because Loid seems so genuine in how focused he is on

trying

to figure out what 's wrong.

How did she end up with such a considerate (yet, fake) husband?

'It 's uh, ' Yor pauses to swallow, 'work. It 's been um, ' she passes on a strained chuckle, and Loid still hasn 't moved, 'it 's been a little heavy lately. '

It 's a small lie.

Work

has

been really heavy on her lately but 'it 's not the kind of work Loid knows about.

Being an assassin who also has a (fake) family to think about is

hard

.

And now that she 's being assigned more and more clients lately 'she 's putting her life at a higher risk, and the

pressure

of making sure she survives without a deep wound for Anya and Loid to be suspicious about is

extremely

high.

So, yes, she 's been exhausting herself out at work and she 's tense because anything can happen while she 's out on such a dangerous job.

But Loid doesn 't know any of that. All he knows is that the girls from city hall give her a hard time here and there.

Loid doesn 't say anything for a moment. And Yor feels pinned in place just by his gaze alone 'staring at her like he 's trying to read her, analyzing every twitch in her brows and every breath she lets out.

If Yor isn 't happy 'their neighbors and everyone else who knows them will begin to notice '

Loid 's jaw tightens.

And if everyone else sees just how stressed and

unhappy

Yor is 'they might blame it on

him

and that they 're in a

horrible marriage

.

That won 't do. It 'll pose a risk to his mission 'he

has

to find a way to make Yor less tense.

For the sake of the mission,

of course

. There 's absolutely

no

other reason why he has this need to do this.

At least, that 's what Loid

will

be telling himself for the rest of tonight.

' ' ' He inhales a long breath through his nose, and he asks, 'Is there any way I can help with that? '

Yor pulls her eyebrows down in puzzlement. 'I 'do you 'have anything in

mind

? '

She wants to shrink and hide or finish a whole bottle of scotch after feeling so embarrassed when she heard her voice

squeak

at the end.

Loid hums as he thinks about it, and he leans back, one hand gripping onto the edge of the counter while the other comes up to scratch the back of his head.

There

are

various options that he has in mind on how he can help Yor.

Some require them to dress up to go out somewhere, and some simply allow them to stay at home.

And by analyzing Yor 'he has an

idea

of what he thinks she will enjoy the most right now.

'Well, ' Loid lets a smile greet his lips, one that seems to ease Yor a tiny bit, 'my late wife used to tell me that I give nice back massages. '

That has Yor 's eyes lighting up, seeming a little surprised by that statement. 'She did? '

Well, no. Of course, she didn 't.

Not when there 's no 'late wife ' to begin with.

But from Loid 's 'well,

Twilight 's

'past missions, he had to pose as a massage therapist for a few months.

That was a while ago but, he still remembers the skills that he learned from that mission. All of the raving reviews that his customers would give him right after.

He knows every pressure point that he needs to come into contact with to help soothe the human body. He knows how to work his fingers in a way to get his clients to

relax

.

He would like to say that giving Yor a small back massage would do

just

the trick to ease her body from being less tense.

And then there 'mission is saved.

Loid nods, shoulders relaxing. 'She did. I think it might help you, ' then he quickly adds on with his eyes enlarging with the realization that he

might

sound like he 's pressuring her, 'only if you feel comfortable with it. '

The last thing he needs is to make Yor feel like he 's

forcing

her into something she might

not

want.

Because then 'that would make

him

the problem too, and everyone will blame it on Loid for making Yor seem so stressed and upset.

He can 't afford that 'for the sake of the

mission

.

Yor hesitates for a bit, her eyes widening as she contemplates it because '

That means Loid will have his hands on her body.

This isn 't something new 'they have been doing certain '

things

the more they spent time alone together.

It was bound to happen at some point 'they both knew it. Those days when Anya wasn 't home, they took advantage of that.

And yet, Yor still feels a shiver shake through her at the mere

thought

of Loid touching her.

'I ' ' Yor wraps her arms around her waist, hugging herself as a little feeling of shyness begins to creep up inside her, 'I guess I wouldn 't mind that ' '

That happens to pull a more genuine smile from Loid, his tone light-hearted as he straightens up, pushing off from the counter and stalking out of the kitchen. 'Perfect, I 'll get some stuff prepared then. '

Oh?

Yor frowns, turning to follow him. 'What 'stuff? '

'Like a massage oil to make the entire process go smoother, ' Loid explains, entering their bedroom that they

both

started to sleep in for these past few months.

He doesn 't think Yor owns anything similar to what he 's talking about but '

Lucky for him, he always seemed to be prepared for nearly every situation.

Because he just so happens to own a bottle of massage oil '

maybe

he uses it for when he needs to let off a little stress when he 's alone, but nobody needs to know that part.

'Oh, ' Yor bites her lower lip, stopping near the edge of the bed on the side where she normally sleeps, now. 'I don 't 'have anything like that ' '

'That 's fine, ' Loid mutters with a small grunt as he searches for something in a drawer that has all of his clothes, then he lets out a satisfied huff of breath when his fingers touch a small cylinder bottle.

He pulls it out and turns to present it to Yor. 'I have something that can work, ' then, he angles his head towards the bed with a gentle smile, his voice taking on a mellow tone. 'Would you like to lie down? '

And that 's how, a few minutes later, Yor ends up on their bed, lying on her stomach without a shirt on as she rests her forehead on the pillow and her arms folded underneath it '

'How do you feel? '

'While Loid is sitting behind her on the bed, his thumbs gently digging small circles into her shoulder blade.

Yor hums, her eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks when she closes them, a smile curling around her lips with glee. 'It 's nice. '

More than nice. She feels like she can melt under his hands, every time he rubs out a knot in her back, she has to bite down on her tongue to prevent an accidental

moan

from slipping out of her mouth.

'I 'm glad, ' Loid 's lips quirk up, hands travelling down to press his palms where her ribs are, massaging out any strains that her body might have until he gets to where the straps from her bra happen to be in the way.

Loid hesitates as his fingers brush over the hook, and he manages to control his voice so it

doesn 't

reflect how his heart rate is slightly speeding up. ' 'Can I take this off? You don 't have to if you don 't want to but 'It might be a little easier and more comfortable 'If you want ' ' He ambles off, unsure if Yor will have a mini panic over it or not.

He doesn 't

think

she will 'he knows they 've come pretty far since the first time they touched each other 'but still. It never

hurts

to be cautious.

Meanwhile '

Yor blushes furiously, wanting to run and

hide

for no apparent reason.

Oh god.

It 's '

It 's not like he hasn 't seen her naked like

this

before. He

has

.

Their first time was months ago. A night when Anya wasn 't going to be home for another few hours and the couple happened to be home alone.

Of course, back then, Yor was so

shy

and conflicted when Loid had his mouth pressed against hers.

And

god

'she was mortified when she let herself be exposed,

naked

, in front of him.

It wasn 't because she didn 't like it.

But she was nervous.

Inexperienced

. And Loid obviously must 've had tons of experience with his past wife.

Yor felt like she would be so

unsatisfying

for Loid. Her body probably wouldn 't have been

enough

.

But then Loid managed to get rid of those insecurities and doubts within a blink of an eye, showing her just how much he appreciated her body that night.

He made her feel more

comfortable

with him.

And because of that, they

have

been having sex a little more since then.

But still 'that doesn 't mean Yor won 't turn so red and feel so heated whenever she hears him ask her stuff like

that

.

'Um, ' Yor clears her throat, hoping he can 't feel how rapid her heart is beating inside her, 'yes 'of course, you can. '

And she definitely can 't help but let out a shudder when she feels calloused fingers unhooking her bra, exposing that little surface of the skin to the cool air when Loid slips off the straps and throws the bra aside and onto the floor somewhere.

Now that her nipples are bare, it sends electric sparks through her body whenever it lightly grazes against the fabric of the blanket underneath her.

And what makes it worse is that she 's

already

beginning to feel worked up from

that

feeling alone.

Yor turns her head to rest her cheek on the pillow, her eyes still closed, and tries to calm herself down as she blows out a slow breath. 'Your wife must 've been very lucky to have you look out for her like this. '

Loid pauses 'but it 's only for a fraction of a second 'before he 's sliding his hands up Yor 's spine, hearing a few satisfying cracks along the way. 'Yeah, ' he sighs, feeling an odd and unpleasant curl in his gut for lying about this. 'She was always stressed and tired from work whenever she came home, ' he continues to lie while reaching for the small bottle pour a few more drops of cold oil onto Yor 's back, 'I wanted to help whenever possible. '

It 's sweet of him, Yor thinks to herself.

He sounds like the kind of husband that any other girl worthy of him would fall for. Just not

Yor

.

Not someone who is keeping such a massive secret about her other life away from him.

He doesn 't

deserve

that.

And yet, Yor still can 't seem to prevent herself from feeling

things

for him. She can 't help but be a little selfish and want something

more

than just what they currently have between them.

Yor swallows hard, pushing that thought away for later and lets herself sink into the mattress as Loid finds a very stiff spot in her lower back, working out the knot with skillful fingers.

'That 's 'very nice of you, Loid, ' Yor says, then she lets out a small chuckle. 'You clearly picked up on some valuable skills from that. '

Loid tips his head to that, hands coming back down to massage Yor 's lower back, his eyes every so often taking a glance at the small exposure of her

breast

being pushed against the bed.

He 's still only a human, after all.

It 's not until his hands get to where her hips are, palms applying more pressure to work out some tension that she probably has from standing all day '

That he hears a soft moan coming from Yor 'so quiet and unfiltered, he can already tell she didn 't

mean

to do that on purpose.

He feels Yor go rigid under his hands, and he can see the back of her neck becoming red the moment she realized what she has just done.

Yor 's eyes shoot wide open, panic being noticeable in her voice. 'I 'I 'm sorry, I didn 't mean to do that. '

But instead, Loid just shrugs, and it 's what he says next that has Yor wanting to squirm under him, feeling so heated at the reminder of it '

'Don 't be sorry, ' His hands come back up to move his thumbs in a circular motion against where her nape is. 'It 's not like I haven 't heard you make that sound before. '

Which is true 'he 's heard her moan before, louder and sometimes with his

name

in it.

This shouldn 't be any different for her but, she

still

feels shy whenever she does that.

'Besides, ' This time, Loid drags his knuckles along her spine, starting from the top, spreading a violent and satisfying tremor down Yor 's body that manages to pull out another small moan escaping her mouth, 'it lets me know how I 'm doing and if this

is

working in making you feel more relaxed, which ' ' he cracks a smile, one that she can 't see, 'I 'm guessing it 's working out quite well? '

' ' ' Yor bites onto her lower lip, her blush darkening as she moves to stuff her face into the pillow, her voice getting muffled. ' 'Y-yes, it is. '

'Good, ' He might be pulling out some new moves that are known to provoke a more

sensual

feeling for his clients as he works his fingers into her lower back, a spot he knows is sensitive to most humans but 'he doesn 't need her to know. 'Then just relax for me, okay? '

That alone manages to have her let out another moan, this time muffled, as he works her up even more.

And he continues with that for a little while longer, oiling up her back and ringing out more soft, happy moans from his wife, uncaring that he 's beginning to become a

little

selfish here 'and he knows this isn 't just an innocent massage anymore because shamefully so '

Those sounds are making his head spin, and his cock beginning to harden in his pants.

And at some point 'whatever Loid

was

doing became less of a relaxing massage and more into something more '

intimate

. Sensual.

Something that has Yor subtly arching her back, becoming less ashamed with how she sounds because of him, mindless in a feeling of warm bliss as he molds her into a new person with how less tense she feels.

Calmer

. And less anxious.

And Loid '

He 's been trained to control himself and his emotions.

Not

to let how he feels take over his actions and warp his mind.

Because that's how you become an inefficient spy. A sloppy one. No longer deemed worthy of such a title.

But 'as he watches Yor growing sensitive because of

him

, knowing that he can go further since this won 't be their first time anymore '

How is he supposed to

resist

the temptation of giving her more than just this?

Leaning down, Loid is tentative with his next move as he leaves a very feather-light peck against the middle of Yor 's back 'waiting to see how she reacts.

'Oh '! ' Yor lets out a surprised gasp, feeling fire igniting from the center of her body as soon as she feels warm and soft lips press against her back.

'Is this too much? ' Loid asks with an amiable tone, pulling his lips away a few inches and tilting his head to look at her for a reaction.

Yor sucks in a sharp breath.

No, it 's not. In fact, she 's ready to complain about him leaving so soon because she wants him to do that

again

.

That small gesture alone managed to spread goosebumps all over her body, warmth curling in her blood and comforting her in a way that was different compared to when Loid was giving her a massage.

' 'No, ' She breathes out with a shaky breath, and she can feel her heart beating in her

ears

, 'i-it 's fine. '

There 's a tug at the corner of Loid 's mouth in what looks like a faint smirk, his lips returning to leave another warm peck a little higher on her back, his voice rumbling as he murmurs, 'Okay, ' and his hands continue to rub Yor 's lower back, just above the waistband of her black leggings. 'This will help you relax, too. '

Especially with what Loid is planning on doing right now? He knows this will help.

And he continues to convince himself that this is

all

to help with the mission in a way as he trails delicate kisses up Yor 's spine and the back of her neck 'that having Yor completely at peace and satisfied is

crucial

for their marriage to appear normal to others.

Plus, married couples are supposed to engage in sexual activities 'he 's only ensuring that they fully play their parts as a happy, married couple.

Even though there 's that other part of his head telling him that this is

beyond

what some mission requires, that he 's doing this for another reason 'he doesn 't want to acknowledge that. Not yet.

Especially when he 's finally moving his hands below her hips and trailing the palms of his hands over the curve of her ass 'he

tries

not to pay any attention to the fact that he 's doing this for more of a

personal

need than anything else.

Yor lets out another moan when she feels large hands massage her ass, knowing that this is most likely leading to something

more

, and she tilts her hips in a silent notion of asking for it.

Before, she would 've been awkward, feeling so flustered, and wouldn 't

dare

to spread her thighs to give Loid more room to work with.

But now that she 's riding on a high, her stomach feels tight with arousal, and she feels like she can get away with anything with how comfortable and reassured Loid makes her feel 'she doesn 't

care

how she 's acting or sounds like at this moment.

She just wants Loid to continue making her feel

good

.

Sensing the change in Yor 's body language and how less shy she sounds around him, Loid moves his head so that he can leave another kiss right under Yor 's ear before he 's murmuring against her ear, ' 'Can I? '

He doesn 't need to specify

what

he 's asking 'not when he has his fingers tugging at her waistband, and they both can

feel

the change in the atmosphere in their bedroom.

All Yor does is give him a nod, making some kind of needy sound at the back of her throat. '

Please

. '

And

'Oh

.

That 's all the permission Loid needs as he lightly grazes his teeth on her neck while pulling down her pants, revealing her toned ass.

Her skin feels hot under his hands as he squeezes the plump flesh, relishing how it fits every gap in the palm of his hands like it

belongs

there.

Never, in a million years, did he ever think he and Yor would get this far.

After just spending a whole day with her the first time he met her 'Loid doubted he would ever accomplish getting her to hug him. Let alone a simple

kiss

.

But now as he leans back to sit on his knees, feet tucked under him as he watches his hands spread her ass cheeks apart, watching the fabric of her black panties get lost between the curve of her ass '

He almost lets out a chuckle when he realizes how he

severely

underestimated Yor along with how their relationship would develop since that very first day.

His right thumb moves to slide over her slit that 's covered by her panties, biting his lip as he exhales a sharp breath through his nose '

God

.

Her underwear is already damp and he barely did anything.

Yor 's breath hitches when she feels the pad of his thumb against her, applying enough pressure to stimulate her and have more fluid slowly leak out of her.

Pressing her forehead against her pillow, her breathing becoming rapid, Yor lifts her hips higher, wiggling them to get him to give her a

little

more. 'Loid ' '

All he does is hum, his attention preoccupied with his ministrations. And then he smirks, a tease in his voice as he runs his thumb down until he can feel her clit through the fabric of her panties. 'I know, I know. I

promised

I 'll help you relax, remember? '

She already

is

relaxed 'she just wants him to give her that kind of mind-blowing feeling that she has experienced with him in the past.

And her patience is beginning to wear

thin

the longer he teases her.

Biting back a chuckle, Loid complies as he uses two fingers to push her panties to the side and '

He groans, low and guttural, at the sight of revealing pink folds glistening in the dim light with her fluids leaking out, already so wet and '

fuck

, all he wants to do is lean down and have a taste '

No. Not yet.

He blows out a slow, steady exhale to calm his breathing as he runs his middle through her slick folds, knowing he doesn 't even need lube with how drenched she is, and earning him a small gasp from her that quickly bleeds into an appreciative moan when he slips his middle finger

inside

her.

'Shit ' ' Loid curses under his breath when watches his finger slowly disappear inside her hole, his head feeling a little hazy at the feeling of how warm and welcoming her cunt is the further he slides his fingers. 'You 're so wet, Yor. '

At that, she lets out a small whine, unconsciously moving her hips to have him slide his finger faster, feeling a little ashamed because 'should she say

sorry

for that or something '?

It 's not her fault he 's making her feel like this, okay?

'I ' ' Whatever Yor planned on saying gets cut short with a startled moan when she feels his finger curl inside her to

slowly

massage her g-spot. 'Oh, god,

Loid

' '

Hearing him chuckle so lowly wasn 't what Yor expected to hear, but it still managed to make her shiver at the sound, warmth quickly spreading through her stomach.

'Are you already that close? ' Loid asks with a playful smirk, sliding his finger out so tantalizingly slow just to push it back in.

Yor doesn 't answer 'she just lets out a shaky breath, liquid pleasure flowing through her as Loid picks up the pace with his finger.

He clicks his tongue, and when he pulls his finger out, this time his ring finger joins him as he pushes them inside her 'now dripping 'cunt,

loving

how easily his fingers glide in.

'I guess you really were that tense from work, ' Loid comments attentively, curling her fingers with expert precision to rub circles against that swollen spongey spot inside her. 'You shouldn 't wear yourself out too much, Dear. '

He says it with a voice that 's velvety and thick, but she can detect that note of honesty in his tone. And she

knows

'she shouldn 't be letting her job get her so stressed out.

She knows it 's taking a toll on her 'she can feel it like there are bags of sand weighing her down, and she can

see

it whenever she looks in the mirror before bed. How

exhausted

she is at times.

But '

She 's doing her secret job for a reason. She made a promise to herself with it.

Plus 'if Loid is going to treat her like this? Making her mind go numb with pleasure and finger fucking her until she 's balancing on the edge of a powerful orgasm?

She can handle the strenuous pressure that her job puts on her sometimes.

Yor chokes on a moan when Loid becomes relentless, switching between curling and massaging his fingers and twisting his wrist 'a trickle of her juices would drip out, a testament to just how

soaked

and wrecked she already is.

It 's easy for her to become so sensitive so rapidly 'and considering she and Loid haven 't done anything like this in a

little

while because of how busy they 've been with work and Anya '

It 's safe to say she 's

already

about to fall over the edge of her orgasm.

'I 'm ' ' Yor gasps when she feels his index finger slide through her slit until the tip of his finger finds her engorged clit, mimicking the movements of his fingers that are still inside her as he gently rubs her clit, 'I 'm

close

. '

'I know, ' Loid murmurs, coming down as he rests one hand beside Yor 's head to suck on a sensitive spot on the crook of her neck, making her shudder so violently that her eyes roll black at how

overwhelmed

she feels. 'I can feel it with how tight you 're getting. '

And

god

'he 's already thinking about how much he wants to fuck her.

To have his cock that 's now throbbing and trapped in his pants inside that warm cunt 'the different positions that he has yet to put her in but he

wants

to try.

At this point 'the mission isn 't even a concern anymore.

He stopped trying to reason that this all has a purpose 'a way to ensure that his mission that 's long forgotten in this bedroom will go smoothly if he goes to desperate measures to make his supposed wife be

satisfied

in this marriage.

Because he doesn 't care about that 'not at this exact moment, anyway.

No. All he wants is to

hear

her moan his name, to make her feel good and have her in ways that he probably

shouldn 't

but fuck 'he doesn 't care.

This is

not

how he trained himself to be, and he knows that another part of him 'Twilight 'would be disappointed.

But he doesn 't. Care.

Loid moves his head so he can murmur against her ear, his voice vibrating pleasantly through her, 'And you feel

so

good, ' the corded muscles in his forearm stretch and contract every time he rotates his wrist, flexing his fingers to play her like an instrument as he makes her moan his name so beautifully.

Yor buries her face further into the plush pillow, beginning to sob and she squeezes her eyes shut because

holy shit

'it 's so much.

It 's what gets said next in such a sweet and seductive tone, his voice rolling in dark waves as he adds more pressure to circling her clit '

'Imagine how you would feel when I fuck you. '

'That Yor cries out a moan as that cord that 's been keeping her together finally

snaps

, her orgasm feeling so powerful as it hits her with so much force, making her see nothing but white and the feeling of heated pleasure bursting inside her.

She can 't hear what else Loid is saying 'too blinded by how his fingers are working her through her orgasm 'but she knows that he 's right there, whispering soothing words until she eventually calms down.

And once he feels her falling from her high, Loid slowly slips his fingers out and slides her panties back to their original place to cover her fluttering cunt.

'That ' ' Yor lets out a heavy breath, feeling weirdly tired and her limbs not wanting to move anymore with how at

peace

she feels, and turns her face to the side so her voice isn 't muffled anymore, 'That was ' '

'Do you feel more relaxed, now? ' Loid asks, his body still hovering over hers as he balances his weight on his left arm that 's holding him up, his other hand coming up to reveal it being slicked with her fluids.

Yor lets out a pleased, almost sleepy, hum. She feels so much better compared to before 'and she 's

still

riding out on that post-orgasm high, her head feeling lighter with no anxiety reminding her that she 's naked and Loid is literally on top of her.

'I do, ' Yor answers with a smile, and Loid seems to beam at that.

'Good, ' Then, he bends his neck to kiss her forehead but 'that action alone has his body

accidentally

rolling against hers, and '

'

Oh

.

Yor clears her throat, and she turns to look at him over her shoulders with a frown.

'You haven 't ' '

She can feel him right there. How

hard

he is, his bulge resting against her thigh, making its presence known that it 's been neglected this entire time.

And despite just recovering from an orgasm 'Yor can feel a small spark of excitement rush through her

just

by feeling him through his pants.

That knowledge of him getting hard because of

her

makes her feel accomplished, in a way.

Loid tilts his head, a smile adorning his lips, and he uses his other hand to hold onto her chin, his fingers spreading her fluids over her skin 'and he uses that hold to guide her mouth to his, lips slotting so perfectly like they 've been doing this for

so

long, now.

It 's also not until now that he realizes he hasn 't kissed her all day. And just feeling her lips, the taste of her, and the tease of her tongue 'he can 't help but sigh a little as he lets her take what she wants.

Since

when

did he begin to miss kissing someone he shouldn 't be falling for?

'That 's something he would need to worry about and pick at later.

'It 's okay. Anya is still out for another hour, ' Loid mumbles between kissing her, and technically 'he

can

ask Franky to keep her out of the house for a little longer if he wanted to.

This time, he rolls his hips against her ass with purpose, making her feel

more

of how hard he is against her panties and gives her one last kiss before pulling back with a smile that has found a

new

plan for tonight.

'We still have some time. '