Gentle Forest

Chapter 117

In the distance, a faint orange light could be seen. Aiden, who had parked the car deep in the forest, walked around the car and extended his hand to me. I took his warm, comforting hand and stepped out of the passenger seat. Once we were completely alone, the nervous excitement I had felt all day began to settle.

The reality of having just gotten married hit me, and even without Aiden making any overt romantic gestures, my heart was pounding. Following him into the depths of the forest, I felt the same pure thrill I did when I first realized his love for me. Aiden walked very slowly, worried that I might be out of breath.

"I am nervous." I said it honestly. Going on a honeymoon with Aiden felt like a dream. It didn't have to be a faraway, exotic destination to be special. Even though the place wasn't much different from the forest in Korea or our current home, it felt like entering a fantastic, unknown world.

Aiden didn't respond; instead, he took my hand and placed it on his chest. His heart was pounding very hard. it wasn't just because of the things he had prepared that lay ahead. Even if it had been a simple straw hut, I would have been happy, but the growing light made my anticipation rise.

We pushed aside the long branches and stepped into a spacious clearing.

"Wow!"

My exclamation burst out immediately, and Aiden scratched the back of his head shyly. Instinctively, I hugged him tightly and said,
"Wow, it's really pretty."

In the center, where we would sleep, lights were intricately woven together, creating a vine-like appearance that extended to the surrounding trees. No wonder the light was visible from far away.

What lay before us was an extraordinarily beautiful space, incomparable to the shelter where Aiden and I first made love. Since we came straight from our wedding, the exterior was finished with white fabric, and the interior was spacious and cozy enough to comfortably fit at least ten people. The delicate structures supporting the roof were undoubtedly crafted by Aiden during his numerous visits here.

"Do you like it?" Aiden asked in his usual manner. I quickly nodded and hugged him tighter. Even though I had seen him take tools with him every time he went out, I never imagined he had put this much effort into it.

"It's too beautiful to sleep in."

"We don't have to," he replied with a deliberately seductive tone. As I tried to lower the heels I had been standing on in my excitement, Aiden lifted me up instead.

"... already?"

"We're already late," he said, meeting my eyes as he carried me inside. I blinked, feeling a surge of nervousness similar to our first time together. Although it had only been a week, I couldn't have forgotten how to have sex, yet I felt as tense as ever. The thought crossed my mind that a campfire would have been nice, but nothing could disturb my breathing now.

Aiden gently placed me on the bedding. The blanket felt exceptionally soft against my back. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that the silk brocade did not match Aiden's usual taste. It must have been my dad's doing, judging by the distinctly Korean touch.

I didn't want to think about my dad right before we were about to make love, so I squeezed my eyes shut and leaned up. Seeing my discomfort, Aiden quickly dropped his playful demeanor.

"This suit is so tight, Seowon."

"I know. I'll get it off you quickly."

With trembling hands, I reached for Aiden's bow tie. As soon as I managed to untie it and start unbuttoning his shirt, his eager lips pressed down on mine. He held me tightly around the waist, and I let out a small groan from the pressure.

"Ha... mm..."

With several popping sounds, my suit buttons were effortlessly torn off. I turned my head urgently, pushing against his shoulders.

"I want to go slow. I want to remember everything..."

At my words, Aiden's jaw muscles tensed deeply before relaxing. He withdrew his hands, looking at me with patient eyes. Carefully, as if unwrapping a gift, I undid the buttons on his suit.

A surge of heat rose between us. His chest heaved roughly, and as more of his sensual upper body was revealed, I felt myself losing control. Despite having him hundreds of times, my thirst for him never ceased to amaze me.
I quickly parted his shirt and pressed my lips against his soft chest. As Aiden gently tousled the back of my neck, I felt myself getting increasingly wet.

Sensations flooded over me. Then, a thought struck me.

"Aiden."

"Yes?"

"I need to open that. The gift box."

A white box tied with a ribbon lay right next to us. Aiden, his face flushing as he remembered what he'd prepared, fetched the box.

"It's not something weird, right?"

"No. Whose should we open first?"

"Um... at the same time?"

Just thinking about what was inside made the front of Aiden's pants noticeably bulge. What on earth did he prepare to make him shy?

We each placed our hands on the box on our right.

"On the count of three, let's open it?"

Looking into each other's eyes, we counted to three together.

"......!"

"......."

As the contents were revealed, Aiden chuckled mischievously while I was left speechless in shock.