Earlier after the knight had dropped Koul to his bed and stood guard at the door, Yui came to him.
She requested to see Koul and was told he was already asleep. But she thought the knight was simply denying her the privilege to see Koul.
"He asked me to come see him this night," she said, putting it out that she didn't come here of her own will but was actually asked to by the king himself.
Without another word, the knight pushed open the door for her, stepped aside and gave her access.
She walked in and he closed the door.
Now inside, Yui stood a bit far from Koul, maintaining a distance as if Koul had a contaminatable disease.
But she actually was just too afraid to go near him. She couldn't dare.
She crossed her hands behind her and leaned forward to get a proper view of Koul that laid peacefully on his bed.
The moment she drew near, the smell of wine hit her nose, causing her to retreat hastily.
"Hmm, that explains it. He must've gotten drunk from the banquet," she told herself.
Although the smell was strong, it wasn't anything unpleasant as it was fine wine they had used for the banquet.
She leaned over again, stretching forward in a tiptoe to observe Koul's sleeping face.
"He looks so calm while asleep," she whispered.
This was the first time she'd seen Koul like this. A new sight that quite intrigued her.
I better leave before I ruin something.
As she drew back, intending to turn and leave, her foot glided slightly, throwing her off balance.
Yui struggled to stay upright but she was too imbalanced and fell forward. She landed on Koul, his chest to be precise.
She instantly froze, going still like a statue.
Th-this…. shouldn't I be executed?
"Hmm.." Koul groaned, adjusting his head.
Yui's eyes were wide open from both shock and fear that it delayed any action to rise from him.
And the moment she broke away from her state of shock and fear, she hastily moved to rise but—
Koul's arm flung around her, securing her to himself.
Yui once again froze, not daring to even let out a breath.
Koul wrapped his hand around her waist, pressing her into himself as he groaned and adjusted in bed.
Her upper half—her soft breasts—were lightly pressing against his face.
"Hmm, soft."
Yui remained like a statue, unmoving and silent as she remained in his arm.
Help! I need help, she cried inwardly.
Yui tried maneuvering her way out of his arm, twisting and stretching but all to no avail.
She turned her gaze to Koul, now doubting whether or not he was indeed asleep. She peered hard, looking to catch any flicker of movement in his eyes, but nothing.
Koul was indeed asleep. And his grip was just that strong even while asleep.
As she tried once more to free herself, Koul turned, throwing her to the side. Then, he pushed her closer like a body pillow and buried his face into her large breasts.
He sniffed in her scent, digging deep with his face.
Faced with all this, Yui's face exploded with heat. Her face was flushed red with all her nerves still.
She laid there quietly, barely breathing properly. She thought Koul's grip would soon loosen if she just kept still.
But to her surprise, she felt his other arm snake under her, wrapping tight around her waist to secure her more tightly.
Surprising, but acceptable. She was still keeping her cool. But then!!! His other hand moved, finding place on one of her breasts.
Yui instantly turned red and hot like she's been thrown in an oven.
She drew back her breath, frozen as she watched Koul's hand massage her breast.
As if that wasn't already enough, his head kept nudging the other breast like a child looking to be breastfed.
Before Yui's thoughts could even find a ground, she felt Koul's tongue on the bare skin of her cleavage, hot and slimy.
"Hagh?!" She breathed out.
Koul's tongue moved here and there the swell of her breast as if in search of something.
Her nipple!
Knowing this, Yui squeezed her eyes shut, silent as the heat had started rushing to her lower half and stirring her urges.
Rather than stay there and do nothing, she once again tried to break free from him, but Koul had latched onto her like gum.
His head became more rapid with the movements, ruffling her clothes, pulling and threatening to strip the piece off her breast.
Yui laid there quietly for moments, allowing Koul to do what he wanted. But minutes go by, yet Koul still had not found what he was looking for.
Her nipple!
Because her breast was large and was well protected under her clothes, he couldn't. And he wasn't exactly sober or awake either, so it seemed nothing but a fruitless struggle.
However, it was discomforting to Yui.
This young man, her husband, as well as the king, had never gotten this close to her. Yet, there he was, getting all intimate with her.
Although it could be blamed on the drink, it was still quite an amusing sight.
Plus, she knew what they all thought of her. How they see her as a woman with no dignity. A woman with no self respect and many more.
Could someone like her, old and mature, once married, known as a disgraceful woman, possibly interest her young husband?
Did he actually call her here for this?
No no, Yui shook her head. He's just drunk.
He couldn't possibly…. not to me, her eyes held a hint of quiet sadness.
Tired and filled with resignation, she sighed. She gently held Koul's head, then lifted her breast from under her cloth.
Then slowly, she moved her nipple into his mouth.
As if finally finding a treasure, Koul's mouth latched onto her nipple. His lips wrapped tightly around it, the heat from his inside warming it.
Then he started suckling at it, finally relaxing and stopping all the disturbing movements.
Yui watched as his other hand slowly relaxed from massaging her breast, and how he slipped deeper into his slumber.
He sucked gently and slowly, sleeping peacefully with Yui secured safely in his arms.
Yui turned her face away, red and flushed. She could feel herself tingling as it'd been long such sensation and feeling had been stirred.
What am I doing? she wondered, embarrassed.