Lord Theodore's Favorite Ritual
Chapter 203: I love you because I love you

Chapter 203: I love you because I love you

Evening.

Office, Theodore Mansion.

Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.

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Theodore was still in his office, behind his desk with a frown marring his face as he went through scrolls of complaints and requests when Hound barged in. "Lord Theodore, there is a problem" he announced.

Theodore refused to sigh. "Do tell, what problem has arose again?"

There was a wide stain of red on Hounds white shirt and Theodore made it his business not to ask him how he got it. "A group already left last week lord Theodore and none of them came back"

Theodore sprsbg out of his seat. "And nobody thought to report this?"

"They assumed you would issue penalties to their families because they left without approval" Hound sounded off his tone calming.

Theodore scoffed at the ridulousness of it all. "I would still issue penalties for the disregard of power but get a list of all the men who left"

"Yes, Lord Theodore" Hound.

"And inform the boys" Theodore called out as Hound moved for the door.

Hound paused meeting his icy gaze. "Tomorrow morning we shall head out ourselves to hunt at least for the mansion"

Hound nodded and left the office, leaving Theodore to his thoughts, it might just be an exageration but his city feels like it’s suddenly going to ruins and he couldn’t let that happen, he wouldn’t let his Rhuins name follow him here, this wasn’t the past and he’d learnt from his past.

As the thoughts running in his head bothered on overwhelming, he found himself leaving his seat and heading out. He vacated his office and found himself standing in front of his wife office. He knocked on the door and waited, unable to barge in because he felt their distance even from doors apart.

"Come in" he heard her invite in her oh to good voice that always almost brings him to his knees, he turned the door nob and pushed inside. Their eyes met and sparks tried to fly but fell, he traced his gaze along her body and his body reacted by twitching, a struggle to show it’s approval for the beauty ahead of him.

"Theodore" she breathed her heart in a pause.

He smiled letting her breathe, "I did not expect you" she confessed.

He swiped his tongue over his lips, his fingers itching to run through his hair. "Are you busy? I could come back, I just needed -"

"I would never be too busy for you, Theo" she cut him off"

He found his heart smiling as he sat in her lone divan with a tired sigh.

Lydia left her desk and took her sit next to him on her mini divan. His face was angled in a way that faced her the moment she sat and reflexively his hand shot out and took off her working glasses, folded them in and dropped it on the next table. She resisted a smile but noticing his tight expression she wondered if her presence made him uncomfortable now. Does he wish to be anywhere but bear her because she asked too many questions?

"I lost my mother the day my father died" he said suddenly, shutting off her train of negative thoughts.

Oh. "Theo-"

He cut her off as he continued, his voice gruff and low. "She possessed the most enchanting and radiant smile, one that could illuminate even the darkest of rooms. Her affection for me was boundless and sincere, rivaling the profound love and devotion she held for the esteemed king,"

She took notice of how he called his father the king and that his mother used to love him but she couldn’t ask what that is, she couldn’t interrupt him so he could open up more to her.

"She would put honey on every meal, any type of food that I would eat because in her words ’they make you intelligent chap’ and I wanted to be anything she desired" he smiled now, it is small and unconscious, the memory of his mother swiftly enveloping him, her easy laugh, her beautiful blue eyes, and mouth that said only the right thing until it cursed.

"If she was alive today she would have been proud of who you have become" she consoled, her heart open.

"She is alive" he let out.

Lydia frowned, after his mother had arrived the last time only for her to find out she was his step mother, she had thought his actual mother was dead because no one would talk about her. "What? I thought..." she trailed off, unable to complete the sentence.

"She left, she decided she would be better off without her son, one who had needed her like he needed air" he said, his voice strong despite the vulnerable topic.

Lydia grabbed his whitening knuckles, unclenched his fist and threaded her fingers with his, he watched the movement like it meant the world to him before lifting his gaze to her face.

"Gooseberry, I love you and I would perish if you leave me" he rasped, his voice dropping in octave.

She felt disheartened by that comment. "I would never, Theodore why would you think that?"

He merely smiled, his lips thinning in the process, a smile full of meaning and secrets he still wouldn’t talk about but she was happy they were making progress. "I would never let you leave me too Lydia, we would rewrite the stars" he declared solemnly.

She pressed a kiss to the side of his lips

"I need to resume the honey ritual, I always thought you hated it because it tastes too good and you did not appreciate sweet things" she let out.

He pressed his forehead to her, their breathe mingling, and their lips a breathe away, he pressed a small kiss to her soft lips. "No, I appreciate you, I appreciate apples and something delectable" she blushed.

Another kiss. "You taste better than honey, sweeter than honey and I love that sweetness" she melted into him.

"Theodore" she moaned her insides clenching.

"Lord Theodore, it is time" a voice called from outside the office door after a knock.

Theodore took a deep breath before asking. "Time for what? Conan" the knight doesn’t miss a beat. "To meet the councilman from the Citadel" he confirmed.

"Wait for me with a cart" Theodore.

And they were shuffles outside the door before a welcomed silence settled over them.

Theodore turned to the waiting Lydia

He cupped her face, gazed at her with eyes that told how many atrocities he’d commit to make their lives right, and when her eyes shone with acceptance and greed to be with him no matter what channel they follow, he pulled her in and kissed her with abandonment before leaving the room for the inevitable.

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Night.

Bedroom, Theodore Mansion.

Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.

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Theodore missed his wife, at this point and despite them having talked earlier he still feels hollow, like there’s something left untouched, their connection fractured and he would do anything to patch it up.

He just came back and it was evening already

"Goosberry?"

"I missed you" she confessed, her eyes portraying more than she told, he wrapped her face in his large palm before

"Do you wish to try something new?"

"In bed?" she asked meekly and he loved how a blush crawled up from her chest up to her kissable cheeks.

"Both Gooseberry, are you ready?"

"Yes" she breathed eager to leave her dress.

"Come, do you know why I had this made?"

"No, but I did tell you that it was too short" she replied, her chest rising and falling to a rythym that wasn’t hers,

Lydia studied my cock inch by inch, not a care in the world that there was an angry, impatient man attached to it, before swirling her hot, wet tongue over the crown.

Theodore tipped my head back, suppressing a grunt.

"A bit salty," she commented, then proceeded to, astonishingly, nibble on his cock making him shudder from pleasure.

Her lips moved along the shaft, half kissing, half licking, as she grabbed it by its root.

It was so erotic, so authentic, all Theodore could do was stare at her in wonder.

"You smell so good," she observed, her compliments reserved for the shaft as she didn’t look up to meet his eyes when she said that, she pulled back to look at it again and he felt a slight miserable at her prolonged exploration.

She started tracing fingers from his base to the tip, slowly she followed the throbbing veins on his cock and when it drew her attention she squeezed his balls lightly. Theodore groaned, his eyes closing shut.

Then, just when Theodore was about to fall to his knees and perhaps beg her to suck him off because he was going through the worst kind of pleasure and exploration, she opened her tight, warm mouth, encircled his shaft in it, and gave it a long, greedy suck.

Oh lord.

Fuck!.

All his good manners, his gentleman side and the exhausted part of him flew out the window as Lydia serviced him on her knees on the hassock he made solely for this.

Theodore planted one hand on the bed stand and laced the other in her lush midnight hair as she tried to take more and more of him.

She made soft happy and satisfied noises throughout the exploration, driving him over the edge, to the point where Theodore knew, disconcertingly, that his knees would buck and he’d come like a preteen after ten seconds if she didn’t stop because she was so good and he was so enthralled by her.

So, he lightly yanked her back by the hair, refusing to lose face. "On the bed, Gooseberry,"

Lydia scrambled to her feet and bolted to the mattress, goosebumps filled her arms as she moved. Theodore shoved her down so she flattened against the duvet, head propped up on two of my pillows. Climbing on the bed, Theodore bracketed her face with his thighs, grabbed onto the headboard, and positioned his shaft in front of her mouth.

She stared up at him with pure exhilaration, her chest rising and falling in the fast but steady rhythm. "I’m going to fuck that beautiful mouth of yours now, Lydia."

Any other woman would at least pause to think about it. This was something she had never done before but he lost his gentle side the first time she took a long drag of his cock.

Lydia took a deep breath and just like that opened her mouth wide. "Okay!" she agreed.

Theodore guided his cock into her opened mouth and slammed into her, hitting the back of her throat. She made a choking sound. Her eyes watered.

Theodore studied her for a second, unmoving, waiting for her to push him away but instead Lydia moved and with her cold fingers she clutched his ass, drawing him closer to her.

Once she grew accustomed to the size in her mouth, she peered up at him beneath a dark curtain of lashes. Excitement, anticipation and love leaped from her eyes.

His heart beat so fast, Theodore feared it might rip itself from its arteries and fall into oblivion.

He pulled out, then slammed into her mouth again.

Then again.

And again.

And again.

Soon, Theodore was moving in and out of her mouth without mercy.

Without a care for what might come and only what they have now.

The springs of the bed squeaked. Theodore grunted and this illicited a moan from Lydia moaned. Noise cloaked every surface. Yet, Theodore wasn’t half as triggered as Theodore normally would be.

Each time his shaft met the back of her throat, his balls would tighten and Theodore was sure that’d bust his load.

Lydia suckled and licked, each movement hungry, taking every inch of me like it was her favorite meal. If this was the way Lydia took his shaft in her mouth he couldn’t wait to do this every opportunity they have.

"Lydia I need to pull out,"

"Gooseberry love" he groaned loudly but her finger pressed him deeper into her, tears trailing to her ear.

"I’m going to come in your mouth, Gooseberry do you want that?"

For all her disobedient and curiosity it made her a pro when it came to the bedroom, she was surprisingly good at reaching for the hidden treasures and Theodore would give her anything. She nodded enthusiastically. She loved to know more, her spontaneous streak leaks every now and then.

Theodore thrust into her mouth faster, harder, and deeper. Tears ran down her face. It gave him pause that Theodore didn’t like seeing her cry, even when Theodore knew it was not from sadness from pleasure and as he slowed down she tickled the tip of his shaft with her tongue before pulling and that undid him.

His orgasm was a thing of beauty. It had been far too long since he’d climaxed in a woman’s mouth, his affairs with women had been very limited to drunken mistakes and curiousity untill Lydia and he loved her all the more for that.

The amount of cum Theodore ejaculated into her was astonishing. Enough to fill a damn keg. Cum leaked from the corners of her lips down to her lovely throat and red cheeks.

Theodore pulled back, watching her stare at him expectantly. "Can you drink it up?" He asked and she nodded yes, her eyes still wet so he wiped them away tenderly while she swallowed his cum. "Open your mouth." he ordered and when she did he loved her all over again.

Tugging her down a bit and wrapping her legs around his waist, he whispered an I love you, with sweet compliments and they started with slow kisses, she was so aroused that wetness trailed down her thighs waiting for her husbands attention.

They made love like lovers aligned by nature and under the starless night, Theodore if it was impossible, he would make it possible, he would rewrite their stars.

"I and all my men are going into the forest for winter spoils" he told her moments later, breaking the silence.

She looked up at him from his chest. "What about the hunters?"

"They have been reported missing" he replied softly but she still shrieked.

"Theodore that means it is dangerous, why then are intending to go?" her question.

He sighed. "Because I am a leader"

"I will never leave you" he declared making her suck in a breath.

"You would always come back to me" she prompted.

"Yes my love" he drawled.

"Yes Gooseberry" and they both drifted off to a sleep without dreams or promises of things they didn’t know if they had the power to keep.

Morning came with Lydia nuzzled into Theodore’s side, the man had stayed up all night after he took it upon himself to worship his wife all night until she begged to be released of pleasure.

She woke up when the sun cast a ray into the bedroom.

Her morning routine were with Theodore right there with her and as they felt ready for the day, eager to conquer what’s to come, Theodore mumbled into her hair. "I love you because you are love"

"I love you because I love you" her cheesy reply made him smile, he loved her like it was second nature, his purpose on earth.

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