Weed ~The One’s Gardener~ - Chapter 29

Hana did not blink an eye. Was there anyone else who has prepared for the day of death as diligently as she has? Did she even need to make an oath? She could do that much.

Just as she was just going to open her mouth…

“I, heup!”

Hana immediately lost her breath.

It was because Weed pressed their lips together and closed her mouth. It was as if he was anxiously waiting for an answer and then urgently blocked it because he didn’t think he would get the answer he wanted.

His unique, rich flower scent invaded her open mouth, together with a dizzying sensation as well as an intoxicating scent.

The act of swirling his tongue with hers and exchanging saliva was something she had become accustomed to. However, this current action was significantly different from the usual way of just touching the lips, asking for permission, and politely entering.

Even the first, somewhat forceful kiss wasn’t like this. It was a rough act, like pushing and pressing.

Even though she was so shocked that she tried to turn her head, his hand grabbed her cheek harshly. Weed, who looped his fingers through her hair and put it around her ear and grabbed the back of her head along with her hair, bent Hana’s head and pressed his lips deeper into hers.

“Ng, uh-hup!”

Although she tried pushing him to get her breath, the more she did this, the closer he got to her body, pressing his chest to her and making her even more out of breath. Her face, which was firmly fixed with both hands, moved according to his taste every time he changed the angle.

Hana hit his shoulder with her other arm, which was not pressed against his chest, but her hand was clasped and pinned to the bed.

There was a wet sound.

There was the sound of a hurried bite. Her tongue was caught and sucked, and the delicate flesh was chewed by his teeth, unable to overcome his passion. Her head was so fixed that she could only give in as he tried to chew her lips, tangle her tongue, or suck on her.

It wasn’t a kiss. It was an act of chewing and eating as if it were the answer to his cry.

She couldn’t move. Hana’s every movement was blocked by his ravenous desire, like he had been starving.

“Ha… Hana.”

“Uht. Hu—”

His lips and tongue moved across her cheek to her ear. Hana was barely able to catch her breath with her tightly closed eyes, which were spinning from lack of air.

“Haa…”

An eerily low moan sounded in her ear. After covering her mouth and making it impossible for her to breathe, Weed kept letting out irregular breaths in her ear as if he was the one having trouble breathing.

It was so, so hot. He was exhaling heat with his breath. Chewing on her lips like that wasn’t enough, he bit her earlobes and let out that passionate desire.

Goosebumps came all over her body.

The hand that had been holding the back of her head came down to her shoulder. His large hands traced her neckline, gently rubbing her collarbone, and then dug into her clothes to touch her smooth, bare shoulders.

Riip.

The clothes that kept getting in his hand were torn helplessly by the immense force of his grip.

“Uht, aht!”

His hot tongue, which was skimming her ear, ran all the way down her neckline before he bit down on it.

Hana was so surprised that she thought he would cut off her pulse. Although his trembling teeth only pressed against the delicate flesh, they did not apply any force. Rather, the lips and tongue sucking and licking her flesh were even more powerful.

“Hu-uht—!”

She made ceaseless groaning noises as Weed bit down on the back of her neck and shoulders. He crushed her, trapped her tightly between his thighs, and pressed his entire body against her, rubbing against her like an animal.

His strength was so great that even when her arm found freedom, she could not push him away.

Hana was ruthlessly disheveled beneath him.

While she struggled a little, it was no use. The thin fabric had already come off, exposing her round shoulders. Aside from the traces of biting and sucking on that pale skin, it seemed like teeth would leave marks like an animal bite.

Weed’s mouth moved lower and lower, chewing on the delicate flesh of her shoulders and nape. Weed’s other hand, which was between her waist, was rolling up her top. The dry palm of his hand rubbing her waist was so hot.

Unable to move, she was trembling and moaning underneath him, and when she finally came to her senses, she found that her top had already been taken off. The sound of clothes being torn came. He had reduced her clothes to such rags that it would have been better to have taken them all off.

And when he was rubbing her stomach and moving up to touch her soft breasts, Hana had to stop him because she was constantly going crazy.

“Uung, aht, wait, wait a minute… Weed…!”

Heat rushed to her ears.

The deeply sunken and dirty voice pierced her ears. She didn’t know if this expression was correct, but there was no reason in his voice. It was similar to the howl of an animal.

“Whoo… Hana. Why. Are you already regretting it, huh?”

“I, I mean… This—”

Weed grabbed his disheveled hair with one hand. His entire forehead was exposed, and beneath his heavily frowning green eyebrows, there was a golden beast who had lost his mind.

“It’s already… haa… It’s already too late.”

She had no chance to say anything as their lips were deeply intertwined again.

His saliva was sweet.

The soft feel of tongues intertwining was not just a thought or analogy. Really, it was sweet, like honey. She thought about swallowing it, but unfortunately, Weed did not allow it. He snatched up all the sweet liquid before it could even sit in her mouth.

Even though he kissed her every morning and gave her medicine, he often took his saliva in this way and swallowed it. He then apologized, saying he did it without realizing it, but this time, he did it with the intention of doing it.

This was by no means an act of giving medicine… He seemed to say so.

Despite the fact that Weed was moving around and groaning like an animal, the scent and taste strangely made her feel as if she was being attacked by a flower. No, cancel that thought. How could there be such a violent flower?

“Ung. Uung…”

When she was suffocated while kissing and hit his chest, he barely pulled away and let her rest for a bit. But soon, Weed couldn’t hold back again and came over to her lips with a heavy breath. Only when he had sucked so much that her lips and tongue were tingling did he let go.

However, that did not mean he left Hana alone. He poured all the kisses in the world on her cheeks, forehead, neck, and shoulders.

Honestly, she was not sure if she should call this a kiss. Rather, it was closer to the act of clasping both of her hands and pressing her, constantly checking to see if the person in his arms might run away or disappear before his eyes.

Nevertheless, she decided to think of it as a kiss.

It was because his expression was half filled with emotion and half with desperation.

Hana didn’t like pain. Who in this world would do that? She also knew that death would bring a lot of pain. Still, the reason why she easily said that she would die here was because she honestly liked the series of actions that he did that promised to take away the pain.

She didn’t think it would matter, even if he stuck his fangs into her neck and sucked her blood.

Her head became dizzy as the scent of flowers grew stronger. All she did was get underneath Weed and receive the rather difficult kiss. Nonetheless, her heart was racing as if she had just finished a sprint.

“Uht, Weed…”

Hana barely opened her mouth after exhaling with lips slick with saliva. It was a small, tiny voice. It was all good, but she wished he would take it a little slower. Naturally, she knew he would never harm her, though this was too fast.

Weed, who was reaching for her thigh while biting the back of her neck, stopped his movements for a moment, and then he put his hand deeper into the skirt and whispered hotly in her ear.

“…There is no use in regretting.”

“Uht!”

Hana was startled again and moaned as he spoke while biting her ear. He didn’t finish his sentence. No, he didn’t finish. It seemed like there was no reason to even do that.

While she was distracted by his kiss, all her clothes were torn off.

As the top had already been removed, her breasts, which had been hot and ripening inside, were exposed to the cold air, and she felt her n*pples harden. She couldn’t tell if it had already happened while she was being kissed or if it was because of the cold air.

The important thing was that as soon as Weed saw it, he took a bite. At the same time, the sound of the thin skirt being violently torn came together.