The Tale of the Imprisoned Consort - Chapter 30, Mutual Affection?

The pale purple robes fell to the ground layer by layer, revealing her flawless skin inch by inch to Duanmu Yun. His dark eyes slowly became deep and unfathomable, and he almost held his breath before daring to place his palm on her fair skin.
Although it wasn't the first time they'd been this intimate, this was the first time Duanmu Yun had acted so impatiently. Mingruo was so shy she didn't dare open her eyes, her long, curled eyelashes trembling, her little hands obediently wrapped around Duanmu Yun's neck, her rosy cheeks burning hot.
His burning lips traversed her exquisite features, finally settling on her delicate collarbone, gently nibbling and leaving deep and shallow marks. Each kiss mark resembled a pink peach blossom blooming on that tender white collarbone: "My Ruo'er is so beautiful..." Duanmu Yun murmured softly, his scalding kisses covering every inch of her body.
Mingruo closed her purple eyes, her slender hands wrapped around Duanmu Yun's neck occasionally twitching and trembling with the intensity of Duanmu Yun's kisses. The way her hands were folded made her not-so-full breasts appear full and prominent, and they gently pressed against Duanmu Yun's chest. The soft, smooth, and elastic touch made Duanmu Yun's eyes darken even more.
She was young and not yet fully developed, and her body was weak, so the two delicate buds on her chest were still like jade buds. Although small, they were smooth and soft, as tender and delicate as flower petals, exuding an intoxicating milky fragrance. Duanmu Yun especially loved them, and would play with them for a long time during each lovemaking session. After half a year of marital intimacy, these two tortoiseshell-like nipples had begun to grow, and although they were not too big to hold in one's hand, they remained as tender and fragrant as ever, so smooth and slippery that they were difficult to hold.
At this moment, the pinkish-white bodice was still loosely draped over Mingruo's body. The ties had long been untied by Duanmu Yun, leaving only the front of the bodice with a silver trim to hastily cover her smooth and beautiful breasts. Duanmu Yun looked down at her, and the shallow, alluring cleavage was exuding an enticing fragrance, beckoning him to come forward and taste it.
Through the thin fabric, he opened his mouth and bit down on a tender little nipple, slowly sucking and nibbling. Mingruo's hands involuntarily intertwined more deeply behind his neck, and her two delicate legs, only covered by a thin underskirt, became restless, rubbing against him almost imperceptibly, wanting to break free, yet hesitant to act rashly due to her girlish modesty. Her small, vermilion lips emitted soft, seductive moans: "Ah..." The intense stimulation made Mingruo want to curl up, but Duanmu Yun's hands were both on her body, firmly pinning her to the bed. She had no choice but to accept it.
“Yun Lang…”
"Good girl, Ruo'er." Duanmu Yun soothed her in a muffled voice, his lips barely moving between the sweet nipples. After sucking on one nipple, he moved on to the other, soaking the pinkish-white fabric. The two small, adorable nipples stood erect, their saliva-soaked fabric creating two small bumps. The beauty of the towering peaks almost made Duanmu Yun lose control of himself.
Finally, Duanmu Yun bit down on the thin bodice, tore it off, and tossed it aside. Before him lay his wife's completely naked upper body. The ancients described her as having snow-capped peaks, fragrant dewdrops, and a beauty resembling twin pearls. They imagined her first delicate hair, her hair slowly rising, her red stockings adorning her, seemingly there yet not there, indescribable, beyond compare, her skin like autumn water and white jade. This was no exaggeration, no empty description. Mingruo's beauty truly deserved the title of "national beauty and heavenly fragrance." To have such a talented and beautiful woman as his wife was a blessing he had accumulated over many lifetimes. Thinking this, Duanmu Yun said, "Having Ruo'er as my wife is surely a blessing I've accumulated over many lifetimes..."
Mingruo was slightly taken aback by his naked affection, her face turned even redder, and her voice was so soft as to be like a mosquito's buzz: "To have Yunlang as my husband is a blessing that I dare not even imagine in my life."
The couple smiled at each other. Mingruo turned her face away in embarrassment, and a few blushes appeared on Duanmu Yun's handsome face as well!
Lost in their beautiful love, they were completely unaware that a pair of bewitching purple eyes were watching them from a short distance away. The wide-open doors and carved wooden windows revealed the couple's posture and bodies completely. Although servants were usually forbidden from entering the bedroom, this did not include Emperor Xu Li!
After an unknown amount of time, Duanmu Yun suddenly chuckled softly, leaned down to kiss Mingruo's cherry lips, and whispered tender words of love: "In this life and the next, I, Duanmu Yun, will only love Mingruo, and will follow her through life and death, never to be separated from her!"
Mingruo's breathing became noticeably heavier. She stared blankly at her husband's handsome face, her small mouth trembling. For a long time, she couldn't say anything, but crystal tears began to flow uncontrollably. Duanmu Yun kissed each tear into her mouth and chuckled, "My Ruo'er is such a crybaby. What should I do? Can I still annul the engagement?"
She wrinkled her nose: "You wish!"
"Then I'll have to inspect the goods carefully before I can even calm down my regret." Duanmu Yun said with a mischievous smile. After saying that, he suddenly took a bite on the sensitive pink tip, making Ming Ruohua's face turn pale and she exclaimed in surprise. Then he chuckled and kissed her little mouth again, and the two of them laughed and joked together.
No one knows when, but the flirtatious banter between the couple was once again tinged with the ambiguous color of before. Duanmu Yun's thin lips covered the trembling tender breasts, and Mingruo's small hands moved to the bronze chest. Unbeknownst to them, their clothes had been completely removed, leaving only two beautiful bodies entwined.
His large hand touched the tender inner thigh, occasionally brushing over the two delicate labia, teasing the small pearl hidden within, and then quickly withdrew. The flowing love juices of spring flowed between their thighs, soaking a large area of the bed beneath them.
The purple eyes in the distance narrowed considerably when they saw the glistening, sweet juice.
Author's Note:
Writing formal, literary "h" is so hard...
P.S.: Here's a secret: this might be going to be a paid service soon. The exact timing isn't confirmed, but it'll probably be around Labor Day... (runs away with a pot on his head)

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