Villains also get Second chance

[THIS CHAPTER HAS MATURE CONTENT. ONLY FOR READERS ABOVE 18 OR MORE]

Marianne's arm however was starting to become sore and her pace soon started to slow down to a stop. She opened her eyes and looked at him, a look of defeat in her eyes. Her arm was very sore and she didn't know if she could keep going. She thought that she was going to fail because she couldn't tame the little monster but little did she know that she already had.

Noticing the look in Marianne's eyes, Cassius covered her hand with his and he helped her. He knew that her arm would be sore by now but she had already awakened the beast again so it needed to be tamed once more.

He helped Marianne move her hand up and down like she had been doing and half a minute later, he exploded again!

He stopped moving his hand and kept Marianne's hand in place so that she wouldn't start another volcanic eruption.

They were both breathing hard and the mirror behind her was extremely foggy inside from the heat coming from their bodies. Cassius took a few deep breaths as his eyes became calm again. Gone was the wild, roguish look as it was replaced with satisfaction and pleasure.

Marianne watched him as he slowly calmed down.

He looked at her; his eyes were back to normal. Marianne didn't look down. Even if she had touched the little monster, she still couldn't make herself look at it.

They stared at each other for a while before Cassius finally let go of her hand.

Marianne slowly retracted her hand and got curious with the wet stuff that covered her hand, she knew what it was. but it was the first time that she had touched it. Would it affect her if it would have accidentally fallen down there? She subconsciously stared at it and her big eyes blinked.

"Stop staring at it, Marianne," he finally spoke and Marianne's head snapped at him. His little monster was already hidden.

"Come," he held her arm and Marianne blinked as she let him pull her back and he made him sit on the small chair in the corner of the bathroom. Although, this time, he didn't force her to do anything but let her catch her breathes.  He then took her hand and carefully wiped it with a fresh towel.

"Are you alright?" he asked and Marianne blinked at him before she nodded. "What about your arm?" He added and Marianne stared at her hand.

"My arm is tired," she told him, honestly, and Cassius smiled.

"it would not have been that difficult if you would have stopped after doing it once. i was not expecting you to do it twice."

"What? I did it two times?!" she exclaimed, looking like she couldn't believe it. "B-but it only went back to little once."

Cassius fell speechless. So this was why she didn't stop the first time. This Marianne…

He didn't know what to even say. He couldn't imagine himself explaining something like this to anyone.

"Marianne, I don't want to explain anything in words. I better show it to you for you to understand," he told her as he nibbled the skin on her nape. "You did a good job so I'd like to reward you."

His voice became husky again and Marianne's heart began to beat wildly as he started trailing his nose on the hollow of her neck.

"R-reward?"

"Mm. I'll make sure to make you feel good, Marianne." His eyes started to close and he moved in like he was about to kiss her. However, Marianne covered his lips. She was afraid that the little monster would wake up again if they kissed some more!

Cassius's brows knitted as he peeled her hand away from his mouth.

"You don't want the reward?" he asked, his face looking like he couldn't believe that  Marianne refused him.

"Let's go in the room, Cassius. Uhm… my hand is still tired so we can't awaken the little monster again. i already have helped you enough, i would not do it again, no matter what you say or seduce me" she explained.

Cassius threw back his head and chuckled.

"Marianne… I think you are safe from the little monster for now." he laughed before his face became serious.

He grabbed her chin and pulled her closer to his face. 

"Tell me Marianne, how does it feel?" he asked and her eyes widened.

'Was he expecting her to describe the feeling too? Was he not satisfied that she had helped him? How could he cross the limits of being shameless every passing second?'

"Marianne, these things are normal between husband and wife. you always wanted to have a good relationship between us, right? I want that too now, but for that your feelings are important. So, tell me, do you like touching me, Marianne?" his gaze was packed with care and worry, there was no more lust in it, but something she always wanted to see in them.

She felt there was love in his eyes, though he did not say that aloud, she could feel it in his looks. This was the look she used to have when she used to see him from afar.

"You do not need to explain or describe how or what you feel, Marianne. i just wanted to know do you still like me? Do you like when i kiss you or tease you? Do you like it when i touch you? Do you like it when you touch me?" his voice was getting more and more low. 

She could feel he was nervous. His eyes were pleading to say yes, yet he stayed silent after asking. He gave her time to contemplate his words and then let her decide. He did not want to force his emotions on her. Though he was sure that she did not have any hard objection against touching him except some shyness and consciousness, he was still waiting for her to agree to it, in case he was thinking wrong