His Wife ( Granger X Lesley )

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Warning, mature content ahead. MDNI please.

"I'm sorry, princess. We really have to go this night. I'm sorry that we could not stay." Fanny bows a few time. Claude nods, before bows too. They felt sorry as they could not stay in the castle, as Claude has a important meeting in the morning.

"Well, I can't say no. Have a safe journey, okay? You, Fanny. Take care of your baby!" Silvanna pat Fanny's shoulder slightly, before she chuckles.

"Okay. Thank you. Don't worry, princess. Claude knows how to handle me well. Anyway, got to go! See ya!" She waves, before leave the castle.

Silvanna frown, as her guests were far to see. Meanwhile, Lesley was having a headache. Duh, she had never drink alcoholic drinks like this before. It's like... Stupid. Yup. She will not drink this again. But, yeah. She's drunk.

Granger approach her wife, as he could sense the smell of wine within her garments. Ah, that wicked woman!

"Granger?" Lesley murmur his name, while raising her head upward.

"Yes, miss drunk? Now, let's get you to bed." He slowly lift, and bring her to his room. Well, technically his old room, back when he's still a chevalier.

The styles are still the same. Nothing has change ever since. She put her on bed.

"Granger... I want to throw... Throw up." That's the first statement come out from her mouth, after she enter the room. Granger bring her to the bathroom. Luckily, each room have their own bathroom. No sharing!

After a while, Lesley throws up, with a little help from Granger. Still, she's pretty drunk. She beg him to sleep. Okay.

"I want to sleepppp." Lesley push his arm a few times. Ah, this making Granger confuse. Is this what Lesley looks like when she's drunk?

"Okay. But, you need to change you dress first. It will... Wrinkle." Grangee scratch his neck. Before this, he act like a tough guy, but he's scared too when he nearly saw her naked body. Hm, virgin boy.

"Undress me..." Lesley already lay down, closing her eyes with her arm covers her eyes. She looks quite sleepy.

"Okay." Slowly, Granger undo her zip, leaving only undergarment on her. He put her dress away, before change to his normal pyjamas. Just a simple long pants.

Slowly, Granger lay down beside her. Duh, his heartbeat became faster ever since. He can't sleep. Is this the fucking insomnia again? But... It's not. He looks at the sleeping Lesley. Oh shittt.

She do have a perfect curves for 20 years old lady. Not to mention, her big—

Shit. Granger gulp. His not so virgin mind travels around. Oh, he can't take advantage of his drunk and sleeping wife but.... Shit. Ah, what should he do? Granger sigh, before cover her with blanket. She seems... Cute.

"Granger."

Okay, that's creepy. Lesley suddenly turns to him, with luscious face. Ah, what again?

"Yeah...?" Granger seems doubtful to answer.

"Don't cover me. It's hot." She kicks the blanket away, but it's not fall from the bed. Phew.

"Okay.... Then, sleep tight." Granger takes the blanket before cover himself with it. Well, but it's not Granger if he is sleeping with blanket all over him!

"Heeeee I don't want to sleep yet!!" Half screaming, she sat on the bed, while looking at Granger like a child.

"Sweet pie, you are drunk right now. Let's just sleep." Granger pat the space beside him. Lesley shook her head.