The Reason the Northern Duke Wanders the Snowfield

"I warm your body with the wood I've gathered, and feed you with the beasts I've hunted, so it's only right I get this much in return." An overbearing and violent tone, yet somehow tinged with sorrow, Blue eyes gleaming with lust for her. Muscular upper body writhing in the red heat of the bonfire. She was well aware of Kay's gazes, constantly chasing after her despite his grumbling. No, she had intentionally provoked them, and the result was successful. "Delicious." The man's whisper urgently reached the woman's temptingly parted lips. Rough stubble pricked her delicate skin, and a hard tongue invaded her mouth, beginning to suckle her small tongue. A crude and unskilled kiss. Yet...