World After Worlds
Chapter 351 - 351: § DRESS UP §

"Are you forcing me?" Yanarym was utterly bewildered by him. His razor-sharp gaze was not softened but his lips formed a stern straight line. She raised her eyebrows at him, she was startled by him. She did not expect him to suddenly become aroused and attack her. They were being fluffy, you know! Then, just suddenly, Matteo began kissing and touching her!

Although most of their activities were his initiation, it would only happen during the morning or sometimes at night. What she meant was that Matteo was a pattern and he was inclined toward routine. He would often do it in the spring or the bedroom; the change was something surprising.

Is he stressed to the point he became horny? Wow, he's very human.

"I don't want to talk anymore." He muttered, the apparent displeasure was not disguised. "Let's just fuck." Yanarym pressed her lips together, she prevented herself from laughing.

He's cute.

"What if I don't want it?" He opened his mouth but closed it immediately. He looked away and glared at the beautiful dandelions. She flicked his hands on her chest and he finally left on her top. He assisted her by sitting up and helping the tie knots of her dress. Yanarym watched her as he was still glaring at where his eyes would fall.

She held her laughter and sighed, "My breasts hurt." He froze and pouted.

"I'm sorry." He uttered as his eyes began to soften. He played with the ribbon knot on her shoulders. He was repenting but there was still stubbornness in his eyes.

"One second you are sorry, one second you are violent. How could I trust you with that personality?" He did not answer her, "Since, you don't want to talk, and I'm not in the mood to be fucked. What should we do?" He reached out for her arm and wanted to fondle her hand.

She evaded him and for her sitting position. He faced him with a not smiling but not strict expression as well. She would like to tease him a little, he was always adorable if he was being scolded.

"I'm sorry, Rym." She studied his expression.

She began to understand his dilemma, he did not want to talk any longer. In the midst of silence, he tried to seduce her and just have sex?

"Are you seducing me, to have sex with you and cut our conversation there?"

"No, I was not trying to seduce you. I just don't want you to ask any questions about the past. I tried distracting you from thinking of another question. But it just escalated with me being seduced instead." Yanarym look at him with a surprised face, she pointed herself with her forefinger.

"Are you blaming me? I didn't deliberately charm you!"

"I don't blame you. What I'm saying is, that it just happened. I can't help myself…wanting you. You smell so good and you feel soft…"

"I haven't even bathed yet!"

"It doesn't matter, I still love how you tasted."

"You're a… I don't know! Pervert!" Yanarym exclaimed and hugged her arms to her body. Covering her chest to his view, "You even antagonized my breasts, you hurt them!"

"I didn't mean to… don't say it like that." She shook her head and displayed a disappointed expression. He did not see that because his head was still dropping, his body language was shrinking and he seemed to be very wary of her movements or reactions.

"Say like what?" His eyes dropped and attempted to reach for her hand once more. "Is there something wrong with my way of speaking? Aren't I speaking the truth? I can't even say I'm hurt?"

"I didn't mean it like that." Yanarym could imagine his dog ears dropping while his eyes were directed on the ground. He kept his hands to himself but there were still slow movements in reaching for her.

He wanted to hold her. He wanted to hold her the most when she was being harsh on him. He liked physical intimacy. It was his comfort that they would be alright even if she was angry.

"What is 'like that?" Seeing him behave, Yanarym was pleased but she did not soften, she was not willing to yield. He needed to be disciplined if he acted aggressively.

This was not the first time he retaliated against her because he was emotionally overwhelmed about something. She was scared the first time he became violent with her because he was so jealous of Kraig. Fortunately, when that happened she managed to disguise herself and began to get her act. She did not show him her fear or her confusion, she ran away. She rebelled by not going home for a week, she was not supposed to forgive but he took the initiative to beg for forgiveness.

Matteo and his emotions are wild. Was it because it was his first time falling in love he was unable to grasp it? His love was extreme, in a way, she could discern Matteo as a toxic lover. He was definitely a toxic lover if the original was paired with him. The original was too delicate.

She was only appearing as a good match to him because she could tame him, she could see through him. If she was not smart and was mindlessly following him, there was a huge possibility that the person who was in love with him would… shatter.

Matteo's way of loving, if it was directed to someone who could not handle it. It was so destructive.

Of course, Kraig and Lyndon were not better. They are all … yeah.

No one was better.

If ever she was forced to choose who to be with, the best man she could pick was probably…

Hmm, I don't see the point of choosing someone. Every man I had been with was all tamed, they're all mine. They would do anything for me.

Guide-sama: "Are you debating with yourself?"

No, I'm reminding myself of my achievements.

Guide-sama: "..."

Anyways, Matteo… he's cute, however, the thirst I have for giving him a broken heart, could not be elated. Hurt him so badly, she wants to hurt him so bad.

"...sorry…" He said with a husky voice. It sounded like he was about to cry again. Yanarym tilted her head to see his face that was looking down. She wants to see him cry. She was unable to see it earlier. She had a chance now.

"Why are you sorry?" She asked and he seemed to be unaware of her evil thoughts. Unaware that she wanted to harass him.

"...sorry… Please don't get mad at me." His fingers found her hand and he gently patted her. Yanarym ignored his cute gesture and made a stern remark.

"You're the only one who is allowed to be mad?" He shook his head.

"I am… I don't mean it like that…"

"Are you a parrot? You keep repeating your sentences. Is it nothing but empty excuses?" He held his breath and was silent for a moment.

"...sorry." That was all he could say, well, Matteo has no excuses. He did not mindlessly do anything, even though he did, he nonetheless needed to take responsibility for his actions.

He knew Yanarym did not like it whenever he acted as if he had nothing to be sorry about. He used to think no one should be greater than him except his father. His father did not educate him regarding his attitude. He only learned to be sensible because of her.

She would adore him much more whenever he would behave according to her wishes. Mistakes that were done, intentional or intentional should be repented earnestly. He liked to be adored. She would like him better when he was in her standard of a 'good boy'. Misbehavior and bad conduct would promptly result in a situation similar to this.

Honestly speaking, Matteo hated to be disciplined. He did not like her the slightest when she was exhibiting an 'I don't like you because you had done something bad' attitude. He despised the fact he could not touch her, that he could not receive her smile or her sweet compliments, that she would avoid whenever he reached out for her.

"I'll forgive you in two conditions." She muttered, Matteo quickly raised his head to look at her, and seeing she was not smiling he looked down again. He waited to hear her conditions, it did not take long. "I want to see a lake, can you make it appear?"

"Yeah." He nodded obediently.

"And change your appearance to a… hm… ten years old girl! I want to dress you up."

"A girl?" He lifted his head again and this time did not look down. "Me? A female? Do I have to?" He was dejected, his voice was gruff.

"You don't, it's just a condition anyway." She nonchalantly said but did not say any replacement for her requirement to be forgiven.

"Rym…" Matteo felt helpless, this was not the kind of vacation he imagined for them. "I'll do it."