He wasn't sure how to comfort Halueth's despair without making things worse. Even though he, too, felt the pain from his own past, he had to admit that strong possessiveness made it hard for him to ignore those previous experiences, just as Halueth couldn't escape his own past.
Underneath him, Halueth's restrained moans grew harder to contain, and Ethlando could tell that his body was sufficiently wet.
He leaned down and kissed away the tears at the corners of Halueth's eyes, his left arm wrapped around his waist while his right hand clasped Halueth's delicate, fair fingers. In a soft voice, Ethlando said, "I know, Luethy, you've had some unhappy experiences in the past."
With just that sentence, he felt the tremble in the body held close to his.
"But those are all in the past. Halueth, I genuinely like you."
"No matter what happened before, from now on, Luethy, you will only have me. Is that okay?"
