"Little Marshmallow, are you mad at her?" The Devil cat asks him.
Eli says nothing. He gets up from the couch. He would have removed the bandage from her left wrist tomorrow, but now her feet are bandaged. Even children don't get hurt this frequently. She lowers head when he stares hard at her.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" He frowns at her.
"He was the one who started it." Nell peers at him. "I know people like him. They are stuck on their ideals and they would always force their ideals on other people. He was badmouthing you like a moron. I should have pulled his tongue out."
Exasperated, he rubs his forehead. This is another side of her that he is seeing for the first time. He doesn't know what to feel. He's mad at her for hurting herself like this and then, he's touched that she would get mad because someone badmouthed him. "Nell, if you want to beat up someone next time, you should wait for me."
She raises her chin and looks at him indignantly. "I can take care of my mess."
"I don't want to see you get hurt." He tells her quietly, "I understand that you were mad at him, but he's way powerful than you are. He could have done something worse to you. It wouldn't take a second to end your life if he wanted to do it. Wait for me next time. Use my hands and feet to beat someone up. You can use me in any way you want."
"Are you my husband or my bodyguard?" She looks at him furiously. "Screw all that! We are not even husband and wife anymore."
She crosses her arms and looks in the opposite direction, puffing up her cheeks. He chuckles and wraps his arms around her. When she yells at him, he pushes her down on the couch and lays on the top of her. He looks into her eyes. "You are my wife. Nothing can change that."
"Act like a husband then." She gives him a small smile. "Why didn't you tell me that I have magic or there are stupid laws like this?"
"I knew that you had magic. I didn't think much of it until I saw your cat." He sighs. Thankfully, he told her that he was a ghoul this morning. If she didn't know, she would have been appalled. The Council would have erased her memories of the time when she was with him. "It was too much to tell you all at once. I should have explained it to you this morning. You were surprised, weren't you? Your husband keeps causing trouble for you."
She becomes silent, watching him with an ambiguous look in her hazel eyes. She runs her fingers on the back of his neck. Her touch is as soft as a whisper. As if he's being pulled by a magnet, he leans close to her. Intoxicated by her scent, he parts his lips.
Suddenly, she grabs his hand and pulls his head away. He flinches in pain. "Wife, why?"
"I am still mad at you." She lets go of his hair and pushes him off her, throwing him on the floor. "You still don't know what you did wrong."
He forgot. She was mad about something before those people appeared. Seeing her pouting, he wonders what to do. By now, he knows that she is weak to his real form. He changes to his original form and shifts closer to her slowly and lays his head on her lap. She doesn't push him away this time. "Wife, tell me what I did wrong."
"Did 632 years of life not teach you something so basic?" She places her hand on his head, gently patting him. He shakes his head. She rubs her thumb over his jaw. "I will tell you only this time."
"I am listening." He is going to use this form whenever she's angry. Maybe he should try to seduce her like this.
"You should have consulted with me." She pinches his lower lip. "Before you decided to have a wedding ceremony suddenly. There's no reason for you to hide anything from me whether it's about my past or your past anymore. I want a relationship where we can tell each other anything."
"Anything?" He holds her hand and smiles at her. "Then, why did you not ask me about Evie?"
She becomes still. He raises his brow at her. She coughs and looks away. "I didn't know if it was real or not."
"It was real." He mumbles to her, "I ate her."
"I see." She peers at him and asks him bitterly, "Was she tasty?"
"..." Can she ever give him the reaction that he's expecting?
"I can't believe that you already cheated on me."
He can't process her words. "Cheating?"
"You are always talking about eating me." She clicks her tongue. "You lasted a long time with me then. Our paper marriage is not annulled yet. How could you eat another woman? Is she prettier than I am?"
Again, this is not how he imagined it to be. "Wife, you are misunderstanding. I didn't do lewd things to her. She was already dead when she appeared in front of your door. I let my shadow swallow her physical body."
"Eating is eating." She pushes his face away from her lap. "Go ahead and eat other women. Our marriage is going to be annulled anyway. I don't want to see you anymore."
"It's not like that." Eli shakes his head in desperation. "I only…"
"Huh!" She huffs. "To eat my ex-boyfriend's ex-girlfriend, you have some guts."
"Wife, it was a mistake. I didn't know that..." Who knew that she would think of it as cheating? He grabs her feet when she tries to get off the couch. "I won't eat any other woman. I will only eat you."
After hearing him, she cools down a little. "Since you are a ghoul, it can't be helped. You must have craved human meat."
"No, no, I am only craving you." He brushes his lips on her thigh, biting the fabric and pulling it. The fabric is torn, revealing her pale skin to her.
"Hey, what are you doing?" She trembles when he kisses the bare skin.
"Eating…" His breath tingles her skin. "You."
The couple in heat doesn't notice the Devil cat leaving while yelling at them to do it already.
***
I bite my lip, unable to push him away as he sucks on the skin of my inner thigh. He trails inward, not tearing the fabric anymore. When he suddenly kisses me over the fabric between my thighs, I inhale sharply. I could feel the heat radiating from his lips. I want to feel his hot tongue there. Why is he not tearing my clothes away?
He raises his head and smirks at me, "Nell, I would wait until you give me a proper kiss."
Such evil!
What does he want from me?
He stares between my legs. "You are aroused."
Whose fault is that? I kick his face. "Get out."
"Wife, you still haven't given me a proper kiss." He rubs his nose, looking at me with grievances. "How do I have to wait? I dream about you taking my virginity every night."
"We have kissed so many times," I yell at him. "How many kisses do you want until it would become a proper kiss for you?"
His eyes become dilated when he looks at my thighs again. "Your arousal smells sweeter than honey."
"..." Having a ghoul husband is a little disadvantageous. He can literally smell if I am aroused or not.
"Where should I make the next one?" He scratches his chin. Then, he looks at my chest. "Right or left?"
What the hell is he thinking? I understand the meaning of his words when I see a big red hickey on my thigh. "Eli, you are being weird."
"Want both." He embraces me, rubbing his face on my chest. "So soft. I can do this forever."
"Eli!" He's going to torment me like this.
Suddenly, he lets go of me and turns his head toward the door. He scowls at it darkly. I wonder what happened. Eli lifts me and takes me to the bedroom. He lays me down on the bed. "Someone is here. Stay here."
I give him a nod. Eli closes the door. He probably doesn't want me to hear what's going on outside. It's fine. The Devil will be there.