Because of the compulsion

A honeymoon?

"Shut up, honey!"

Viona still does not want and wants to move, but can not. The marshal kept him quiet. His face was embarrassed by what had just happened.

Forced Viona to turn her face as the Marshal reached for her chin. They looked at each other and were silent. Viona's breath felt choked to see her husband's bead eyes staring fixed. There were no words or movements that Marshal did, but his eyes spoke another. Viona could not guess what her husband was thinking. He just looked at it, and silence made no effort to move again.

His chest suddenly churned as a soft chewy object touched his lips. It was silent at first, gradually starting to move and getting deeper and deeper into the sip. Viona simply closed her eyes enjoying what her husband was doing.

Viona's eyes slowly opened as the Marshal released his grasp. "I love you, Ra! I want us to stay together, forever" Marshal said on his wife's lips.

Viona clenched her lips tightly as the tip of Marshal's thumb gently rubbed her wet lips. She did not know what to react to her husband. Usually upset, but this time ... Viona did not know how she should explain it. The shady look emitted by her husband made Viona unable to turn away for a minute. His gaze locked and instantly closed again as the Marshal touched his lips again. This time with the tip. Swiped it slowly and the chewy thing landed back there.

The union that was originally just a movement began to become an ****** and acted as a suction and entanglement in the time when the wife also responded to her husband's will. Viona retorted back as the Marshal bit her lower lip softly to open. They did so with such a sense that they were unaware that the Marshal's hand was beginning to roam no longer at his wife's waist.

Viona's back rippled feeling her husband's slow, yet soulful strokes. He could not bear to moan as the Marshal rubbed his nape in deepening the kiss.

"Engh ...." Viona's hands began to creep up on her husband's head. She squeezed it slowly while still enjoying what her husband was doing. "Chal .. engh!" His breathing began to diminish. Viona squeezed her husband's shoulder quite strongly.

Marshal ignored it and even more wild. He forced Viona's tongue to continue playing with him. Deepen the kisses and the suction of the lower and upper lips alternately. Viona was getting overwhelmed by the response. She squeezed back her husband's hair and the moans came back out of her mouth that was still silenced.

"Amh hufhh ...." Viona began to breathe again as the Marshal removed her lips. However, he even had trouble holding his lips to stay clenched. Marshal instead explored his jaw and neck with a very agile tongue.

Wet, warm and amused Viona feel. Marshal hugged his wife's waist tight so Viona wouldn't fall. He re-explored his wife's neck in slow motion. However, intoxicating until Viona's head slightly looked up. Viona tried hard to bite her lips to not moan. Very amused, but he could not refuse or even ask the Marshal to stop.

"Amhh, Chal ...." The detained moans finally escaped when the heat and pain felt on his neck.

Marshal smirked in satisfaction at the results of his work. He gave a small kiss on top of the mark he had just given his wife. There was a proud feeling of seeing Viona's neck red because of her actions. He again attacked his wife's lips and kissed the entire face of Viona.

Ending with a kiss on the forehead, Marshal cupped his wife's face. Stared at her deeply, Viona's eyes that looked slightly dimmed. Their breaths are even still panting and still need a lot of oxygen. "Why are your lips so sweet, hm? You always make me lose my mind, honey. You're so beautiful and .. so seductive." End with a fine whisper that makes the bristles bristled.

The first time Viona blushing was praised by her husband. He lowered his head, his hands were on the chest of the Marshal and rubbed it gently nervously.

Marshal smiled warmly. He rubbed his wife's cheek gently and took another kiss on her lips. "I'm doing a lot of work. Can you come out for a minute? I'm not sure I can focus, if you're still here."

Viona smiled awkwardly, she nodded. While at home, Marshal is always busy with his work. Sometimes Viona felt sorry for her husband. Not in the office, not at home, work still looms over his mind. Sometimes Marshal all day in the workspace, even on holidays.

"Let's continue again, if you still want to. Now I have to finish this first, honey." Marshal chuckled softly getting an annoyed blow from his wife. Viona's face blushed because of her words. New stuff. Totally new, because the Marshal never saw Viona react as she does today, even though they kissed a lot. "Do we have to do it again now?"

Viona immediately moved out of her husband's lap. The marshal started teasing her with eyebrows going up and down. And don't forget his insolent grin.

"Chal?"

"What, hm? Want again?"

Viona shook her head, standing beside her husband. In shock Viona was pulled back by the Marshal to sit on her lap again. Viona glanced at him with difficulty due to his back-to-back position.

Marshal's embrace felt tight in his stomach. Viona only fell silent as the Marshal rested his chin on her shoulder. "Actually I don't want to be far apart. You've got a very strong magnetic force, until I find it hard to resist and want to keep sticking."

Since when did Marshal start to be able to string words like that? Viona still quietly listened to her husband who instead gave a light kiss on the nape of her neck. As soon as I sat Viona's fur stood back up. The marshal even exhaled deliberately to hit his back neck.

"You're the only woman who drives me crazy, forgets herself, forgets the land. What pellets did you use to ensnare me? Why is it so hard to stay away from you? Did you give me the pills until my mind was filled with my wife's face? Yeah, hm?"

Where there is such a thing. The marshal's talking is starting to slur. Viona just kept quiet and started trying to let go of her husband's embrace which was getting tighter.

"You're so outrageous, honey! You make me the same dependency that is called love. You're making me lose my mind, if I'm close to you."

Silent greet. They were both silent and only heard regular breathing right next to Viona's ears. He wanted to take a glance, but could not. Her shoulders were heavy with her husband's head.

"Chal?"

"Hm?"

Viona thought her husband was asleep. He raised his shoulders so that the Marshal would wake up and no longer rest on his shoulders. But, Marshal instead buried his face right facing his wife's neck. Sniffed there and his embrace felt tighter and tighter.

"I can't work anymore. It's comfortable like this."

Doesn't he just keep holding Viona? It's been a while, but Marshal's normal. Viona was uncomfortable. She was afraid to burden her husband. Wanting to move on, Marshal even more holding her waist, so that Viona can only resign to what her husband did.

"Shut up a minute!" hold Marshal down on his wife who starts moving back to escape. Viona exhaled her rough breath. He was in such a position. Moreover, she felt bad to be on top of her husband's lap. "Shut up or am I taking you to your room now?"

"What to the room for?" With no thought of it, Viona glanced to the side. Marshal raised his head and they looked. Viona came to a realization with her husband's words after seeing the grinning Marshal. He swallowed. Viona knew what her husband was thinking right now.

"I-I want to see Michelle" Viona said hurriedly. He rubbed the Marshal's hand that was still coiled in his stomach. "B-can, right?"

Marshal narrowed his eyes to look at Viona. His wife looked nervous, trying to divert what Marshal wanted. "For what?"

"Yes, just meet. I haven't seen him in a long time. Same mom too. I miss them."

Marshal seemed to think. There is still a lot to complete. But he did not want to ignore his wife's wishes. Yeah, even though she's pissed off that the code isn't Viona. It'sit's okay. He has to be patient again, because maybe Viona is not ready. Though they had consulted a doctor, Viona had said that she would meet her needs. But, to date, Viona still looks doubtful.

"What if tomorrow?"

It's afternoon now. Not to mention the problem of his job can not be left alone. Marshal could have let Viona go alone or had Rio deliver her. But, he did not want Viona to come to Vishnu's own house. He also wanted to accompany her.

"I want it now. Can, right? Just a moment, Isya will also come home. Okay?" Viona immediately put on a sullen face looking at her husband who even shook her head.

Marshal changed his wife's sitting position to be sideways still on his lap. He could not bear to see Viona who kept turning around to talk to him. "Tomorrow, I'll deliver."

Viona fell silent and leaned on her husband's chest. It happened because it was Marshal who pulled her to get more attached to her husband's body, not because Viona did it out of her own will, even though she actually likes to lean that way. Feels very comfortable.

"I want to go out, I'm tired of being home all the time" Viona said in a slightly sulking tone.

Marshal is blowing his head. A sweet smile was created on her lips that had just overwhelmed Viona. "You want to go for a walk?"

Viona nodded softly as she rubbed her husband's hand. Marshal is very sweet, if Viona is spoiled. That's what her husband wants, isn't it? So Viona will be spoiled for him to be allowed to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to my mom's house, Chal. Meet Michelle. I called him yesterday. Michelle wants someone to talk to, she said."

"Hm .. But, I'm doing a lot of work, honey. Tomorrow, yeah. I'm the one who delivered." Marshal rubbed his wife's head gently. Unlocking Viona's rolled hair, so it's broken. Marshal loved to see his wife's long hair dangling from his shoulder. Marshal likes to play it.

Viona woke up and glanced at her husband. He thought for a moment then nodded. Her husband is in good mood right now. If Viona forces, maybe Marshal will be troubled because his work is not right and instead deliver him to Atma's house.

"Oh, yes, honey, I have a package for the honeymoon. Which one do you want?" The marshal took out a few pieces of design paper from inside the drawer.

Viona frowned, Marshal gave her some brochures that contained about a vacation abroad. As her husband said, it contained all honeymoon packages. "You're asking me to honeymoon?"

Go Honeymoon, no? What do you think? Better to go or not?