*Peng*
Eros felt low hum from deep within his soul.
However,
Lady Frostbite screamed as she took a huge leap back.
"Lord Eros! are you mad or has that coffin rotted your brain? I'm a noble and a married woman at that. You'll show me respect!"
Eros licked his aged lips, brought his hand to his mouth and slowly licked his fingers, "Not bad, but its sour with frustration."
Lady Frostbite looked at him with a lot of questions on her face.
She was angry, but for some reason she felt a stronger need to pull away from the old man than to just smack his face.
She was a cultivator, and Eros was not, but there was something about his eyes and the way he looked at her that made her think she was an antelope before a hungry cat.
It was so deep that if she was allowed to describe it, she would only use one word. 'Primal'
She shook her head, "No! No!! No!!!" she thought to herself, "I'm only pitying him. Yes that's it. He is an old man that faked his death for two weeks to run away from debt. I feel pity for him."
Even though she said so, she was still wary of his eyes.
"Married!?" He asked, "last i remember, you weren't..."
"Well an invitation was sent to you, but we got news of your death instead."
Eros's eyes widened in understanding.
"So that's it! That explains the body language too." he muttered in a low tone.
"Huh!?
Eros looked at her and had a knowing smile, "Lady Frostbite have you consummated your marriage with your husband yet?"
"Huh!?"
"-"
She blushed and then she folded her arms around her chest while subconsciously tightening her legs.
"Con... Consumma.." she stammered, "I'm a lady. You are not allowed to ask such private questions about my life!"
She frowned deeply and her cheeks turned red.
Lady Frostbite was a young and averagely beautiful. According to Eros' well observant eyes, she was somewhere around twenty. She had the look of a tom boy that bloomed late, but still managed to pack up a well endowed chest area.
Although she tried to hide them behind her chest armor, Eros' eyes although in an old body, could still tell the cup size.
Even though he thought it was a shame that she was not packing anything behind, she was not at all bad. Especially since she was young.
There was still a lot of time for her beauty to bloom.
One look at her and Eros immediately knew her problem.
Slowly, he turned and sat on a chair, "Please! have a seat lady Frostbite."
"A seat!? I came here about the debt you owe and you are telling me to..."
"Do you really want to know why you are sexually frustrated and your newly wedded husband refuses to touch you or not?"
Those words stopped anything she wanted to say, and flushed it all down.
She looked in the direction his old hand gestured and sat down.
Although Eros was no longer smiling outside, he was very well in a good mood inside.
A combination of the god part of him and psychologist part of him had made this moment happen.
Lady Frostbite had given herself away. The true reason she had left her land to invade his was because of her husband. This was her way of running away from the problem with a fine excuse.
She was eldest of the Frostbites, and therefore, she ruled an inherited fiefdom. According to tradition she had to take in a husband.
She did not love the man she chose, but picked him because he was the most qualified. Unfortunately, on their marriage night he came back drunk and could not consummate the marriage.
At first she had thought that it was just his excitement getting the better of him, but night after night was the same thing, or a different excuse.
She had asked her maids if she was doing anything wrong, but most of her maids feared her, and could never tell her the crust of her problem.
The name Frostbite was not for fancy. Her family members were always known to be proud and carry a cold expression. It was a family of warriors.
Naturally, she had carried all this strong traits from her father, and forgotten along the line that she was a woman.
Her walking step had given her frustration away.
When Eros squeezed her breast, he had felt from it her intense frustration.
It is said that a woman always carries her troubles on her chest. This was not wrong.
Finally, when he had asked her questions about her married life, she had folded her arms on her chest and frowned deeply.
This showed that he had touched a sensitive spot that she preferred to hide.
She sat across from him.
Eros reached for a note pad and an ink pen in the corner, and relaxed well into his seat.
A habit he had as a psychologist.
"So lady Frostbite why don't you tell me from the beginning? Lets start with how you met your husband."
At first she did not want to talk, but at the end of the day, women were a bank of attention. And sometimes, there just wanted someone to listen.
However, this was a decision Eros soon regretted making.
Once the lady started talking, she did not stop. And soon, even Eros was confused sometimes. She would talk about this and that, and subjects that were not related entirely.
Eventually, he guided her along and then the part he was waiting for finally happened.
She burst into tears.
"Its because I'm ugly, right? That's why he does not want me!"
Eros smiled in his heart. Finally, we have reached the interesting part.
Eros had a part of him that had intelligence extensively on human psychology and he had another part that knew specifically how a woman's body operated.
Lady Frostbite was basically dancing on his palm.
After a while, Eros stood up and sat on the arm rest of her chair.
He brought her head close to his chest where she continued her tears. After a while, she stopped crying.
"Oh, my god! you such a good listener. Were you always this sweet and caring?"
"Well, I was always here. And I'll always be here whenever you need me."
He pulled her closer and placed a kiss on her forehead which made her blush stupidly.
"Really!?" She asked in a shy lady like voice. As she did, she subconsciously drew circles on his chest.
"Of course, after all, you are paying."
"Paying!?"
"Yes! Why don't we do it like this. I'll let you stay for sometime, and then I deduct a certain amount I'm meant to pay you for every hour you are with me. That way I don't need to run around to raise the money, and you can just have me to yourself whenever you want."
Deep down, Lady Frostbite could tell that this deal was a weird one. But When she looked at him, and the presence he carried, she just couldn't bring herself to say No.
After all, he is the only one to have ever listened to her, and what's more, she felt like she could be vulnerable with him. This was a feeling she had never had.
She had totally forgotten that he did not even give a solution to her problem.
Of course, he won't do that. Of what use would calm waters be to him?
Eros smiled in his heart. Human nature was a beautiful thing.
After all, a woman would not do what was right, but rather, operate solely based on her feelings...