Chapter 47 Compensation
After taking a shower, Katniss walked out of the bathroom and stood quietly next to the bathroom, gazing towards our bedroom. After the climax, she, now sober, immediately thought of me, her husband, and stood there blankly for a long time. Katniss shook her hair and slowly walked back to Nathan's bedroom, where Nathan was lying on the bed quietly waiting for Katniss.
Due to Nathan's injured hands, he couldn't put on his underwear by himself. His flaccid penis lay quietly on the bed, waiting for Katniss to take care of him. Katniss didn't look into Nathan's eyes but quietly helped him put on his underwear. During this process, the awkwardness between the two had disappeared, replaced by a sense of resignation and guilt. The guilt lingered between them, though not as intense as in the beginning.
Since Katniss had cleaned Nathan's penis with her sexy lips during oral sex, she didn't use a wet wipe to clean it again. Instead, she helped Nathan put on his underwear directly.
Awake and starting to worry, Nathan realized that I was at home, just in the next bedroom. After desire, Nathan couldn't help but worry if I had woken up and heard everything. It would be very serious if I woke up in the next bedroom and witnessed or heard everything.
"Katniss, Kevin ," Nathan suddenly looked nervously at Katniss, who had just helped him put on his underwear, his eyes filled with fear and apprehension.
After helping Nathan put on his underwear, Katniss, with her back to Nathan, was putting on her underwear and nightgown. Her movements were gentle, but the self-blame and guilt in her eyes persisted. She quietly dressed and, upon hearing Nathan's words, she stopped, looking at Nathan with a weary expression.
"Don't worry, Kevin won't wake up. He has always been a heavy sleeper, only waking up to loud noises. Besides, he has a bad habit of not drinking water, hardly ever needing to use the bathroom at night, especially after drinking too much tonight. So, you don't have to worry," Katniss reassured Nathan softly as she dressed quietly.
Yes, I have had a bad habit since childhood of not liking to drink water. Even when my mouth is dry, I have no desire to drink water, only consuming the minimum required amount daily. If it weren't for this bad habit, I wouldn't have kidney stones, nor would I be in this situation today.
"Katniss, are you okay?" Nathan finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Katniss's explanation, finally feeling at ease. At that moment, Nathan's attention shifted from worry to Katniss's face, noticing her somewhat downcast mood and weary expression, prompting him to ask in concern.
"I'm fine, just a little tired. You should go to sleep early. I should go back now, Dad," Katniss perked up, forcing a faint smile.
After saying goodbye to Nathan, Katniss, dressed as when she entered, left Nathan's bedroom. Watching Katniss leave, Nathan's eyes showed a hint of disappointment. He longed for Katniss's charming body and wished she could stay a little longer. Due to my return home, their intimate moments were becoming rarer, and perhaps Nathan was reminiscing about the week when I wasn't home.
Katniss slowly returned to our bedroom, standing by the bed and looking at me sleeping soundly. At that moment, I was truly asleep, only hearing the moans in my dreams, not waking up at all. Katniss stood by the bed, staring at me blankly, tears finally streaming down her face silently.
Why was Katniss crying? Out of guilt? Or self-hatred? Sitting at the computer, I shifted my gaze to Katniss sleeping on the bed. Perhaps she was dreaming, her face occasionally furrowing and relaxing, as if struggling intensely in her dreams. Only she knew what she was dreaming about.
Returning my gaze to the computer, I saw Katniss crying silently by the bed for a while, then gently kissing my forehead and wiping her tears with a tissue. Using the same hand that had touched Nathan's penis, she caressed my cheek gently, her eyes full of affection. In the past, I was always the only one in her heart, but now her love for me wasn't one hundred percent, as a small part was given to Nathan.
As time passed, Katniss stood up, looking at my lower body, lost in thought. With deep guilt, she gently removed my pajamas and then my underwear. As I was deeply asleep, I didn't feel any of it.
Was Katniss not satisfied just now? Did she want to do it again with me in my sleep? I still hadn't figured it out as Katniss took my flaccid, small penis in her hand, then lowered her head and took it into her mouth.
My penis, unwashed like before, made me wonder if Katniss no longer had cleanliness concerns. Katniss worked hard on giving me oral sex, and I, sitting at the computer, regretted sleeping so deeply last night, not feeling any of it. After all, it was Katniss's first time giving me oral sex, even though she had given it to Nathan before.
Katniss tried her best, but my penis remained flaccid throughout the video, never getting hard. Each movement of Katniss's mouth made my penis bend and stretch, but it remained limp, like a soft noodle. Perhaps due to my deep sleep or the alcohol I drank, my body's senses were dulled, preventing me from getting aroused. I was just making excuses to comfort myself. In the end, my penis never got erect in Katniss's mouth.
Seeing this, I felt a bit inferior. I remembered the first time Katniss entered Nathan's room when he was also drunk. Katniss gently stroked his penis a few times, and it stood up immediately. Yet, after not releasing sexual tension for days, I didn't respond to Katniss's stimulation. Was the gap between me and Nathan really that big?
Perhaps too tired, Katniss released my flaccid penis from her mouth. Sitting up, she breathed heavily, showing signs of exhaustion from giving me oral sex. Looking at my still flaccid penis, she felt a hint of disappointment, pain, and even pity. She might have known that even if she gave me oral sex all night, I wouldn't react, so she gently sighed and helped me put on my underwear and pajamas again. After dressing me, I thought Katniss would go to the bathroom to rinse her mouth, but she didn't. In the video, I watched as her throat moved slightly, as if she was swallowing something.
Seeing this, I felt a sense of comfort and moved. Katniss didn't reject my penis or rinse her mouth but swallowed the saliva produced during oral sex, along with any secretions from me. Was she trying to comfort and compensate me in my sleep? During the oral sex, she showed no signs of arousal, indicating that she did it not for her own pleasure but to comfort and compensate me as her husband.
Compensation was the only reason I could think of. Perhaps Katniss regretted giving oral sex to Nathan in a moment of desire and was now trying to make up for it to ease her guilt. However, the deed was done, and this was just self-deception.
After swallowing the liquid in her mouth, Katniss didn't go to bed. There was no sign of sleepiness on her face as she sighed, opened the computer by the bed, logged into the familiar forum under the account "Pink Lily," and began updating her long-neglected diary.
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