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How can I be so sleepy in the arms of this man who is practically a beast? Is it because he kept his promise not to touch me since that night?

It was literal. Elysia was like a fawn falling asleep in the arms of a lion. Hadeon was always the man who could abandon Elysia at the brink of life and death. Yet, she was sleeping better every night, without tossing and turning. Hadeon, too, did not seem displeased, as he always invited her to his bedroom without complaint. Elysia marveled at the subtle comfort his embrace provided, slowly drifting into sleep.

***

Days flew by again. Elysia had now grown a bit accustomed to sharing a bed with him. The ‘gradual therapy’ he mentioned was also ongoing. She wasn’t sure who was healing whom.

“…This is driving me crazy.”

“Are you alright…?”

“Does this look alright to you?”

Elysia had just mounted Hadeon’s waist, bound her hands behind his back, and ran her hands down his bare skin from his crown to his belly. As soon as her hands touched him, Hadeon shivered as if in extreme pain, his face reflecting a distant expression. Watching a man with a physique that seemed to have transplanted the muscles of a beast into a human body crumble under her small touch was always a strange experience. Elysia felt almost guilty every time due to his intense reaction.

“If this is so hard for you every time, why don’t I just stop touching you?”

What Hadeon ultimately needed was Elysia’s blood to solve the madness of the beasts. However, upon hearing her words, Hadeon raised his eyebrows as if he had heard the stupidest thing in the world.

“You’ve never done drugs, have you?”

“Oh my God.”

Elysia made the sign of the cross as if to apologize to God the moment the word ‘drugs’ came out.

“Don’t say such blasphemous things.”

Hadeon chuckled like a rogue and swept Elysia’s fallen hair behind her shoulder. As if to say he could endure this level of contact now. The casual touch stiffened Elysia’s body momentarily.

“To me, telling me not to touch you was just as blasphemous. Giving this up is not even worth considering for me.”

Hadeon sat up, meeting her eyes at the same level, and brought his face close to hers. Elysia swallowed hard, looking into his black eyes. He kissed her cheek softly, like a nobleman kissing his favorite toy, playful and light. The sound of his lips separating from her skin was loud. By now, Hadeon was used to such casual touches.

“That’s it for tonight. Let’s not be greedy anymore.”

“W-wait! Ah…!”

Once again, Elysia was wrapped tightly in the white sheets by Hadeon’s hands. It was a familiar routine by now.

“Good night, my cocoon.”

“Wait…! Hadeon…!”

Every night, she became his human pillow. Recently, he had started leaving her face and hair free, but her body was still tightly wrapped without a single gap.

When she resisted, the reason was always the same.

“What if I touch you in my sleep and get aroused? What if I turn into a beast and devour you? I have less self-control while sleeping. Of course, I’d be happy to gobble you up, but you’d cry again, right? I can’t watch that.”