Seeing that, she was still lost in her own world, Karl pressed his lips on her face, kissing her and said, "Don't worry too much, alright. I am here with you. And every one is going to love you." After all, his wife was such a lovable human.
Zeva looked up at him and smiled happily, and at that moment, Karl slowly lowered his face towards her.
Last night only he and his lord knew how he had stopped himself from doing anything that could make her uncomfortable. And in his whole Twenty six years of living perhaps he had never exercised more restraint in himself than what he did last night.
His eyes broke her gaze, and fell on her plump and enticing lips before lowering himself down and capturing them in his. Zeva readily gave in to the kiss and soon wrapped her arms around his neck, and he snaked his arms on her lower waist, firmly holding her close to him.
