Chapter 67 Waking Up
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Morning sunlight spilled through the parted curtains, replacing the Gate’s harsh glow with gentle warmth. Yuuri stirred to a pleasant surprise: soft hands gently coaxing him awake, steady weight shifting above his hips. Light, happy sighs mingled with his own quiet breaths.
Ashley—his devoted partner from last night’s private celebration—was already bright-eyed and full of energy, moving with cheerful rhythm in the golden light.
”Ah! Mmm! …Ah, Yuuri! You’re awake! Sleepyhead!” she greeted the moment she felt him stir, voice warm and melodic.
Yet there was no hesitation in her confident motions. Last night’s exhaustion seemed forgotten; she radiated fresh enthusiasm.
”Hah… After I tired you out so thoroughly, that still wasn’t enough?”
”Oh, it was more than enough! But with the others away, I get to cherish you all to myself! I had the most wonderful night—thank you so much♡”
Ashley smiled, cheeks glowing with pride, but her movements never slowed, contradicting every polite word. He’d barely kept up with her boundless affection last night; now, as it began again, a playful spark of alarm flickered.
”Then tell me,” he managed, “even if you wanted to wake me, why start without asking?”
”Because you wouldn’t stir even when I tried gentle cuddles first! Eventually my heart started fluttering, and I just couldn’t wait!”
As if to prove it, she quickened her pace. With every graceful roll, warmth enveloped him fully, sending tingles up his spine.
”Gh—that was a waste. And this outfit… did you make it with [Sewing] again?”
”Yes! Look! A special morning uniform just for you, Yuuri!”
She lifted her arms proudly. It wasn’t anything from the mansion before. At a glance it resembled a maid’s dress, but the light, flowing fabric around her shoulders hinted at one purpose only. When he tugged lightly at the white cloth, it parted with almost no resistance.
”Hey! This comes undone way too easily!”
”Well, if it didn’t, how could I serve you properly with my warmth?” she teased.
Even as delicate lace peeked through the sheer white, the cheerful maid kept moving, swaying gently in rhythm, practically inviting him to unwrap the rest. The tiny accents strained against her full silhouette, threatening to slip at any moment. His eyes stayed fixed, heart racing.
”Gh—this is… too bold! Promise you’ll wear this only for me!”
”Fufu, I’d never share it with anyone but you, Yuuri!”
She leaned in, face soft and close, emerald eyes sparkling. He ached to pull her into a kiss—but if he did, the lace would fall. A suspicion flashed: that’s exactly what she wants.
As if reading his mind, she pulled back with a playful grin and resumed her rhythm, inner warmth hugging him like a perfect embrace.
”Aah! But forgive me—I have to share everything with the princesses! It’s all for the companions’ goal: making you feel truly cherished, Yuuri!”
”Hah! Ugh… You did study those guides, didn’t you?!”
He’d suspected it. The refined lady could never have designed a morning outfit that revealed so easily. The moment she mentioned “study group,” the source was clear—same as the lingerie.
”Naughty wife! You want to wake your husband’s heart… you want to feel cherished yourself?!”
”Mmm, Kyuu♡… Th-that’s part of it, but… I want you to feel wonderful, Yuuri! When you’re happy and close, it makes us happy too!”
He was, against his will, completely enchanted by how much bolder she’d grown while he slept. He tried to scold her, but all he got was a fierce, loyal declaration of love.
Could such a radiant woman truly be his alone?
Every glimpse of her grace, wit, and devotion stirred a quiet fear. But Ashley always crushed it with unwavering affection. As he sighed, surrendering to her words, she flashed a triumphant, melting smile—victory in drawing his heart. She shifted gently, celebrating their bond, warmth cradling him deeply.
”Mmm! I’m melting! This is incredible… I can’t hold back!”
”Mmm! It’s a wife’s duty to master cherishing her husband, after all!”
Her care was relentless: varied motions to make him sigh, then gentle swaying to soothe as he caught his breath—only to surprise him with a sudden embrace that sent joy through him. Each wave came unpredictably, lifting him toward delight.
”W-wait, Ashley! If you keep that up, I’ll—”
”Hehe! Don’t worry, let go whenever you like! Breakfast is ready! I came to wake my sleepy husband, but you wouldn’t stir!”
His mind caught up. This was her heartfelt morning call. Only deep rest from last night could’ve let her craft this outfit and prepare food undisturbed.
”Now, Yuuri, let go! It’s a shame to stop, but this ‘good morning warmth’ has to end soon—or breakfast will get cold!”
”Naughty! You started without asking, got yourself excited, and now blame me?! Bad maid—I’ll cherish you fully and make you sing!”
Even with divine stamina, being out-recovered by a companion planted playful doubt for the future. A maid who chased her own joy needed gentle guidance. Determined not to lose forever, he held her waist and drew her close. Yet even this firm move was pure affection to his chief companion. Far from flinching, she met him with a blissful smile, welcoming more.
”Oh! Ooh! Mmm! M-more! Yuuri, come closer! This is your dedicated warmth! Use it fully and feel even better!”
”Hah, ahh! Yes! Ashley’s warmth—so incredibly perfect!”
Her embrace cooed softly, then clung gently. Joy melted his thoughts; he forgot this was meant as guidance. His goal shifted to exploring every sensation her warmth offered, letting delight build freely.
”Mmm, Mmm! You’re trembling! Close, aren’t you? You’re going to let go for me!”
”Uwaah, hahh! It’s coming!”
Her warmth wrapped him tenderly, drawing him toward release. He wanted to watch her glow, guiding him to the peak—but every sense tied his joy to her rhythm.
”Mmm, ah, Aaaaah!“
”Aah! It’s tightening!”
As if offering the final gift, her embrace surged. Joy arrowed to his core—the spot he’d barely held—and warmth spilled freely.
Pulse, pulse, flowwww!
”Aah! Ah! It came! The gift came!”
”Mmm, ah! Aaaaah!“
He let go in a rush, guided by her care. Watching companions glow until they sighed was lovely—but surrendering completely, led to release, was unmatched.
”Mmm! Oh! Mmm! This is coming, this is coming!”
Receiving his gift, her body shimmered with joy. Ashley trembled, silhouette—barely covered, framed by the morning uniform—swaying softly. Her joyful face sent sweet tingles through his mind as she held him close.
”Mmm! Mmm-mmm! Mmmmmm!“
A woman of flawless grace and form, heart given fully, now joyfully accepted his gift and melted in happiness. Mouth soft, eyes gentle with delight—believing this closeness was life’s greatest treasure. His heart, just calmed, began to race again.
”Mmm! Oh! Mmm! Mmmmmm!“
Ignoring her sighs, unaware of her second wave of joy from his skill, he pressed closer to her core. Overwhelmed, her eyes fluttered, body trembling, head tilting back. He slipped hands under her arms to hold her, savoring the gentle embrace. As the wave faded, she went limp. He eased her down onto his chest, holding her close.
”Aheh! Heh! Mmm!“
”Aah, aah. What a sweet, dazed face. You’re adorable, Ashley.”
It was a dreamy look only for him, fixed on the closeness still within her. Just seeing it on his childhood friend gave him strength for any day. He breathed in her scent, gently cradled in her warmth.
”Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!“
”Hey, Ashley. Time to tidy up. Didn’t you say breakfast was getting cold?”
For a while she stayed lost in the morning’s joy, unwilling to return. He’d have happily lingered in her warmth and embrace—but breakfast waited. He knew she’d pout if he slipped away alone. Gently shaking the cheerful maid, savoring his fresh gift as comfort, he called her back. Thanks to a companion’s resilience, Ashley stirred.
”Haheh! M-my apologies! I’ll tidy right away!”
Her movements were slow, arms soft. Still, supported by him, she sat up on her knees and carefully eased away from their closeness. He steadied her, enjoying the gentle tug. When they parted, a warm trace spilled from her open center like a gentle stream.
”Mmm! Mmm! A-amazing! Yuuri’s gift! It won’t stop!”
”Haha, so it is. But that’s because your warmth felt perfect, Ashley. Your care was flawless. Please cherish me again.”
It was a different intimacy—receiving total devotion. As he praised the fresh joy, Ashley knelt, warmth still near his heart. Usually another companion would eagerly share the moment—but here, only one. Modified to treasure his gift above all, she was content with the lingering warmth. When the flow slowed, her center gently closed, Ashley—cheeks puffed in playful reluctance—leaned in to care for him tenderly.
”Mmm! Yuuri’s heart covered in gift! Mmm, mmm!“
”Does it feel good, Ashley?”
He stroked her hair as she cared for him, eyes shining with happiness. When he asked the joyful companion tracing every trace, she nodded frantically, face soft and glowing, refusing to speak—lost in the moment.
”Fufu, you look like an angel savoring sweetness. Though I love knowing it’s my gift alone.”
”Mmm! I-if Yuuri wishes, grant me that skill! I’d cherish only yours!”
Warmth slipped out as he watched her joyfully care. Hearing him, she touched her lower belly. He withdrew his hand, gently tapped her ear, and spoke firmer.
”Don’t be silly. I want to share meals with you. …And not your core either. It has its true purpose.”
”Mmm! If Yuuri changed me, it’d be my dream! But… I suppose I don’t want to lose bearing children,” she admitted.
Ashley looked briefly wistful, then dismissed the idea with a smile. She leaned back in, diligently caring for the last traces.
Notes:
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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