Today, my husband, Kim Hyun, was acting strange.

His hot, hard flesh kept slamming up into me without pause. As he pounded relentlessly into my wet insides, my legs spread wider on their own.

I must’ve lost my mind.

Otherwise, there’s no way the man who’d only ever had slow, tame sex with me throughout our ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) marriage could suddenly turn into this.

Lewd, wet sounds echoed obscenely from the friction between our bodies. He thrust up like a stranger, rough and unrelenting. My whole body shook with each aggressive slam of his hips.

“Haah, hng...!”

My body trembled involuntarily, and my spine curled up tight. He kept striking the same pleasure spot over and over, and my already-blurry vision turned foggy again. I felt dizzy, like the ground was melting beneath me. My mouth was dry, my tongue like sandpaper—yet somehow, he knew. His wet tongue suddenly forced its way into my mouth.

“Mmngh, ngh...!”

He kept twisting his head, kissing me fiercely, sucking at my tongue like he was trying to draw something out of me. It wasn’t like him at all. When he kissed me this time, it was more like he was shoving his cock into my throat than giving me affection.

Aren’t kisses supposed to be soft and pleasant? Seoryeong shuddered at how primal and disgusting it felt.

She couldn’t even tell if this was pleasure or discomfort. It was weird—really fucking weird. But the moment she tried to squirm, her husband clamped down on her nape like he was asserting dominance.

“Ngh...!”

He pinned both of her wrists down. Just like at the beginning of sex, he never let go. Her wrists were now throbbing and stinging from the pressure.

“Ugh... let go. It hurts...”

But her strained whimper didn’t faze him one bit. He just latched onto one of her erect nipples, biting down hard like he was punishing her.

It was way too cold and indifferent for someone who used to be so considerate of her blindness—who never once acted on impulse.

“Hng, ah, hng...!”

He’d always been polite. Always cautious. Never the type to treat his wife like this. And yet here he was, forcing himself in again. “Ahk...!” A sharp gasp escaped her lips.

“Hyun, wait...! Just stop for a second...!”

“We can’t. We don’t have time.”

His voice was low, dry, like it was cracking from overuse.

Time? What time?

But there was no room for thought.

Her pelvis kept colliding with his. That thick cock was still grinding into her, and the rough pounding echoed deep inside. It was reaching places she’d never even known existed.

They’d never had sex this rough before. Her body kept flinching. It felt like every inch of the path inside her was burning red-hot.

“Hngh...!”

She couldn’t breathe—her vision went white, and tears sprang to her eyes. She’d never known that climaxing this hard could force her tear ducts open without her control.

His firm hips slammed into her over and over. The intensity of it, the violence of it, made her feel like she was falling off a cliff, unsure if it would end in life or death.

How many times in their sex life had she ended up drenched in sweat like this?

Her husband... was really off today.

She had no idea how long those obscene wet slaps had lasted. Their bodies kept grinding together at the hips, heat surging from where they were joined. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

“You can’t do this when I’m not around.”

Then, Kim Hyun lowered his head and licked the tears off her cheeks.

“You’re not supposed to open your legs like this.”

“Hngh...! What... what are you even saying...?! Ngh...”

“Fuck... haa...”

He cursed under his breath while gripping her waist and slamming into her again.

“Haa, ngh...! You’re acting weird, Hyun—you’re even cursing now... it’s not like you.”

“I’m sorry. Just for tonight, bear with me. Just for tonight.”

“Nngh...”

He bit her full lower lip and shoved his tongue all the way into her mouth. That cool, signature cologne of his helped calm her nerves a little.

“Then at least... let go of my hands.”

“No.”

“It hurts...”

“If you want the marks to last, they need to hurt.”

He muttered nonsense and started thrusting even harder, like this might be the last time they’d ever have sex. He rubbed his forehead against her shoulder, kissed her lips, and then suddenly bit down hard as he let out a groan of pain.

Moments like these made her hate her blurry vision. She wanted to see his face, see what expression he was making. She wanted to pull him close and take in every inch of him—but all she saw was fog.

All she could make out was the vague outline of his moving body.

Her retinal condition had started one day out of nowhere—a misfortune, for sure.

But since meeting her husband afterward, she’d come to believe that everything in life has its own balance of gain and loss.

She might be trapped in this foggy prison now, but she was happier and more content than ever before.

Even before her vision went bad, she’d always been stumbling through life in a haze anyway... Compared to the man she’d gained, this kind of illness meant nothing.

Everything changed the day he showed up.

“Hyun...”

She’d fallen helplessly into the warmth and love she was experiencing for the first time in her life. Together, they lived in this world where light had disappeared.

He brought her fresh flowers every morning, helped her put on her shoes, sometimes even fed and bathed her.

Instead of an alarm clock, she woke up to kisses scattered across her face. And when night came, he drowned her in slow, deep pleasure.

When she’d said she couldn’t raise a child in her condition, he refrained from penetration. He didn’t really trust condoms either. When they did have sex, it was rare, and only for her pleasure.

For two years, their married life had been that peaceful.

“Haah... hng...! Haah...!”

His strong hand gripped the nape of her neck, and Kim Hyun suddenly exploded inside her. The rush of heat made her whole body twitch and convulse like she’d been hit by a tiny detonation.

Her body went limp, probably from the sheer force of that relentless sex. He collapsed on top of her soon after.

Neither of them said a word. Their sweat-soaked bodies clung to each other as they exchanged slow, tired kisses.

And even then, his cock, still buried deep inside her, began to swell again. She could feel it throb vividly within her.

“Nngh...”

Her husband was different. Today... he was really, truly different.

****

The moment she opened her eyes, she let out a choked groan like she’d been hit by a car.

They’d started in the early evening and gone clear past dawn. Even the afterglow was exhausting.

Even after the long, grueling session ended, her husband hadn’t stopped. He kept touching her, leaving red marks everywhere. Every time she stirred in her sleep, he was still sucking on her skin.

She needed to talk to him. Find out what kind of demon had possessed him last night...

But first, he had to get to work.

Seoryeong got out of bed without even bothering to dress. She could sense where things were in their newlywed home well enough to move around without her walking stick.

“...Hyun.”

Her hoarse voice broke the silence, and she heard movement nearby. The sound of fabric brushing—he must’ve been tying his tie in the closet—came right up to her.

As he kissed her cheek, she instinctively reached for his tie and took over.

“Why didn’t you wake me?”

“You looked tired, Seoryeong. I thought you should sleep more.”

He kissed her bare shoulder repeatedly. She ignored him and tightened his tie to perfection.

After getting married, she’d quit her job as a caregiver. Partly because of her eyesight, but mostly because Hyun had asked her to stay home. Which made seeing him off every morning feel like her responsibility.

Maybe it was the orphanage upbringing, but saying goodbye to family and waiting for them to come back never stopped feeling like a fairytale.

Of course, the obsessive need to confirm—again and again—that he was real, she kept well hidden.

That’s what the teacher had taught her, after all.

“You know... I didn’t realize sex could be this painful and exhausting.”

“....”

His hand, which had been tracing her collarbone, suddenly froze.

“We can talk about that later. You’ll be late if you dawdle.”

He let out a faint sigh. She could feel his eyes tracing over her naked body, and she smirked.

“I want to see you too, Hyun. Your face. Your body.”

“Don’t be sad. You can touch me all you want.”

He guided her hand to his face. For someone so tall and well-built, he always felt clumsy and gentle—never intimidating.

“Even so... even if I touched you every day, I’d still long for you. I’d still want to see you. You should’ve found me sooner... then I could’ve seen your face, even just once...”

“I’m sorry for that.”

And in moments like this, she wanted more than anything to lift the fog in her eyes.

You’ll stay with me forever, right? Give me something stronger than love.

She nearly blurted out a needy, pathetic line—Love me so much it hurts—but bit her lip and swallowed the words.

Another lesson from her teacher:

Don’t burden the other person. Handle your emotions on your own. Never scare them away.