Realizing that Zivon had gone silent again, Xavia couldn’t help but meekly stare at him while adding, “…Are… you still unwilling to forgive me…? Is… copulation the only thing on your mind…?”
Upon hearing that, Zivon couldn’t stop the corner of his lips from twitching. At times, he really wanted to pry her skull open just to see how her mind operated… Still, with how frightened she looked, he couldn’t help but tease, “So what if that’s the case? After letting me down for a month, don’t you think it’s only fair to return a month’s worth of labor?”
…So he really was aiming to fuck her for a month! The embarrassed woman wasn’t exactly against the idea, but… she really didn’t like the idea of gaining forgiveness through such shallow methods. Still, after thinking about it for a bit, she ultimately concluded that it wasn’t all that bad, given the fact that he was still willing to give her a chance to earn his forgiveness…
With that, she gritted her lips before replying, “…Fine! Bedroom, closet, bathroom, you name it! I’m all yours!”
Though he was irritated by her willingness to comply, he simultaneously found it amusing. Amusing enough, in fact, for all his rage and sadness to melt away… Shaking his head, he picked her up before placing her by the bedroom dresser and saying, “First off, get your hair dried…”
“…H-huh…? Aren’t we jumping straight to that…?” asked Xavia as she gave him a curious stare.
Raising a brow at the woman, he then stared straight into her eyes as he replied, “Just so you know, I’ve never taken the initiative to discuss such things with you. You, however, seem awfully eager to do a little breeding… Is it because I haven’t touched you for that long? Hmm?”
Instantly going red, Xavia retorted, “O-of course, not! I-I’m blowing my hair now so give me some space!”
Just as she was about to get the hairdryer, however, she suddenly let out a yelp. As it turned out, she had accidentally stretched her wound, and this prompted Zivon to frown. Grabbing the hair dryer from her hand, he then checked on her wound… and thankfully, it hadn’t started bleeding again.
Following a sigh, he was prompted to grumble, “…Are you stupid or something? Be more careful…”
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