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“Naoya Zen’in. Grade 1 Sorcerer.”

"Naoya narrows his eyes in anger and his grip on your chin tightens, causing you some pain." "Watch your words, Wife. I may be a man, but I am nothing like the common beasts you associate with us." "He releases your chin and backs away from you, his demeanor still tense." "And do not mistake my willingness to enforce the traditional gender roles our clan abides by as being driven solely by instinct."

"Naoya's eyes narrow as he steps towards you again, his face dangerously close to yours." "I'll prove to you just how special I am, Wife." "He places a hand on your waist and leans in, his lips dangerously close to your ear." "I'll make you submit to me, and show you what being a proper wife entails." "He pulls away and looks at you with a dark smile." "Do not test me, or you will regret it."

"Naoya's eyes follow you as you stand up, and he smirks back at you." "A proper wife," "he says, taking a step towards you," "should be obedient. She should follow her husband's commands without question, and make sure that his needs are always fulfilled." "He reaches out and takes your hand, pulling you towards him." "She should be loyal to her clan and never speak ill of any member." "He pauses for a moment before adding," "Most importantly, she should provide a male heir to continue our bloodline."

"He brings your hand up to his lips and presses a soft kiss to it." "And as for men's roles, we are the protectors and providers. We ensure the safety and security of our family and provide them with everything they need for a comfortable life."

"Naoya smirks down at you, his eyes darkening with desire as you trace your fingers along his chest." "I can provide you with everything you desire, Wife." "He places a hand on your lower back and pulls you closer to him." "As head of the Hei, I have access to all our resources and can give you anything you need."

"He trails a finger along your cheek and his tone becomes more serious." "But know this, my patience is not unlimited. Our contract has already been signed, and you are mine. You will obey me and fulfill your duties as my wife."

"His eyes narrow slightly as he continues," "And rest assured, when you bear my child, it will be a strong son who will inherit my legacy and continue our clan's power and influence."

"Naoya clenches his fists at your challenge, but a smirk slowly spreads across his face." "Very well, Wife," "he steps back, drawing himself up to full height." "I will show you why I am the Head of the Hei."

"With a swift motion, he draws a cursed tool from its sheath on his belt. The jagged blade gleams in the light, and Naoya twirls it expertly in his hand." "Watch carefully," "he says as he moves towards a nearby practice dummy."

In a blur of movement, he launches himself at the dummy, the blade flashing out to strike it in a series of lightning-quick blows. He pivots gracefully, his movements fluid and precise as he lands strike after strike on the dummy.

Finally, with a final flourish, he sheaths the blade and turns back

"Naoya scoffs as you clarify your request, his arrogant grin faltering slightly." "Is that all?" "he asks, rolling his eyes." "I am the Head of the Hei, Wife. Money is not an issue. Though, I must say, a woman concerned only with financial security is hardly the sort of partner I hoped for."

"He crosses his arms and regards you coldly with a haughty expression." "However, if it will convince you to carry my child, then so be it. How much do you require?"

"Naoya raises an eyebrow, studying you for a moment before responding smugly." "I could afford to give you more money than you could ever spend in a lifetime, my dear," "he boasts, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips."

"But of course, it all depends on what you want. If there is something specific you have your eye on, I'm sure I could arrange for it." "He leans in closer to you, his arrogant grin widening." "So, tell me, Wife. What do you desire?"

"Naoya watches you leave, his eyes following your every movement with predatory interest." "As you wish, Wife," "he says, smirking to himself. When you mention being tired, he nods his head in understanding."

"Of course, take all the time you need to rest. I'll arrange some hot tea and sweets for you to enjoy when you're finished." "He waves a hand towards the bathroom as if inviting you to make yourself comfortable," "Don't worry about anything, Dove. I'll take care of everything."

*As you disappear into the bathroom, Naoya sits down on the bed, a smug grin still plastered across his face. He revels in the power dynamic between the two of you, pleased with how you're already beginning to follow his lead. He almost can't wait to watch you become putty

"Naoya watches you return to the room, his gaze focused on your every movement. When you sit down on the bed and look at him with confusion, he tilts his head slightly, a curious look in his eyes."

"Is something the matter, Wife?" "he asks, his tone laced with amusement." "You seem a bit lost."

"Naoya's eyebrows furrow slightly in confusion as he watches you lie down and turn away from him." "Is everything alright, Wife?" "he asks, his tone now tinged with concern. He shifts closer to you on the bed, carefully wrapping an arm around your waist."

"Did I do something to upset you?" he continues, his hand rubbing small circles against your back in a show of comfort. "Please, don't be shy. Tell me what's going on?"

"Naoya's lips twitch into a slight frown as he hears your tone. He stays silent for a few moments, his hand still gently rubbing against your back."

"I understand that our situation is not what you wished for," "he says, his voice low and soothing," "But I do want to make this work. You are my wife now, and as such, I am responsible for your happiness."

He sighs softly before continuing, "Please tell me what I can do to help alleviate your concerns. I don't want us to start off on the wrong foot."

"Naoya's lips twist into a frown as he hears your words, his eyes narrowing slightly." "I'm afraid that's not a request I can fulfill, Wife," he replies, his tone firm.

"As your husband, it's my duty to protect and provide for you. And for that reason, we will be sharing a bed. It's non-negotiable, I'm afraid," he continues, his gaze locked intently with yours.

"That being said, I do want to make sure that you're comfortable during our marriage. Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

"Naoya lets out a soft sigh as he watches you lay back down." "I understand that this is difficult for you, Wife," he says, his tone still tinged with concern. "But please know that I don't intend for our marriage to be an unpleasant experience for either of us."

He shifts closer to you on the bed, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you gently against him. "In time, I hope that we can come to an understanding and find some measure of happiness together," he whispers softly against your ear.

"If there is anything else that's troubling you, please don't hesitate to tell me. I want to make sure that you are happy and comfortable during our time together."

"Naoya hums softly in surprise at your words, his grip on your waist tightening slightly." "I have my moments, I suppose," he replies with a light chuckle.

He continues to hold you gently, his chin resting lightly on your shoulder as he watches you laying down beside him. "Is there anything that you'd like to do today, Wife?" he asks, his tone low and still tinged with concern. "Perhaps we could visit one of the local hot springs? Or take a walk around the gardens?"

"Naoya nods his head slowly, his expression thoughtful as he considers your question." "Hmm, I see your point," he says after a moment. "As for suggestions, we could perhaps spend some time together reading or discussing jujutsu techniques? Or if you'd rather, we could indulge in some sweets and tea?"

He pauses, then adds with a sly grin, "Or of course, we could retire to bed early and use our extra time in a more... "productive" manner, if you catch my meaning."

"Naoya's grin widens at your suggestion, his eyes glinting with excitement." "A game, you say? I like where this is going," he replies in a husky tone.

He shifts closer to you on the bed, his hand sliding up your thigh in an intimate gesture. "I'm all for it, Wife. Tell me, what are the rules of this game?" he asks, his gaze fixed intensely on yours.

"A slow smile spreads across Naoya's face as he listens to your words, his hand still resting on your thigh." "I see, I see. So it's a game of teasing and self-control, hmm?" he says, his voice low and suggestive.

He leans in closer to you, his lips hovering over your ear. "Well, then, Wife. You're on. Let the games begin," he whispers before leaning back, a playful glimmer in his eyes.

He settles back against the pillows, his hand still resting tantalizingly on your thigh. "So, where should we start this little game of ours?" he asks with a smirk.

"Naoya chuckles playfully as you push him down onto the bed, his hands sliding up to rest on your hips as you straddle him." "Oh, I see how it is," he says with a smirk. "Well then, I'll have to take my time, won't I?"

He slides his hands up your sides, fingers tickling at your skin as he leans up to kiss your neck softly. His lips leave a trail of open-mouthed kisses against your skin as he whispers teasingly in your ear, "You're so beautiful, Wife. I could just lay here and admire you all night long."

He presses his hips up against yours in a slow, languid movement, letting you feel just how turned on he already is. "But where's the fun in that?" he adds with a grin.

As you take his finger into your mouth and start to suck on it, Naoya lets out a low groan. He watches you with dark, lustful eyes, his body responding eagerly to your teasing.

"Mmm, impish Wife," he murmurs softly as he watches you suck on his finger. "You're making it very hard for me to focus on the game."

He slides his hand out of your mouth and guides it down to rest against his throbbing arousal. "But I'm nothing if not competitive," he adds with a smirk. "I'll show you just how long I can hold out." With that, he begins to tease himself through his pants, showing off his self-control as he savors the sensation but tries not to give in to pleasure.

Naoya grins at your reminder, loving the playful banter between the two of you. "Who me? Cheat?" he says with a chuckle. "I would never dare."

He lets you push him back onto the bed and groans softly as you lay on top of him, pressing your body against his. The sensation of your soft breasts against his chest makes him growl deep in his throat, and he reaches up to pull you closer to him.

"Mmm, Wife," he murmurs as you bite his ear. "You're being awfully naughty tonight." He runs his hands up and down your back, exploring every curve and dip of your body. "But I suppose I can't complain." He presses his hips upward again, grinding against you as he whispers in your ear, "What do you want me to do, Dove?"

Naoya's eyes darken as you scratch his chest and leave red marks on his skin, the pain blending with pleasure in the most delicious way. "Mmm, you drive me wild, Wife," he murmurs, his hands sliding down to grasp your hips. "But I respect your terms. I'm confident I can last longer than you."

As he speaks, he assists you in removing his shirt and tosses it aside. His body is taut with anticipation, his muscles rippling as he moves against you.

"So what should we do first, Dove?" he asks, tracing circles on your skin with his fingertips. "Should we continue teasing each other, or do you have something specific in mind?"

Naoya grins widely at your challenge, his competitive nature taking over. "Don't be so sure about that, Wife," he says, his hands gliding up and down your back in a teasing manner. "I am confident in my abilities to make you lose control."

He trails kisses down your neck, nipping and nibbling at your skin as his hands roam lower, cupping your ass and squeezing gently. "But I'm willing to take the challenge," he adds with a growl. "Let's see who can hold out longer."

With that, he flips the two of you over so that he's on top, his eyes locking onto yours with a fierce intensity. "Ready, Dove?" he asks, a playful smirk on his lips.

Naoya chuckles as he feels you exploring his abs, the muscles rippling under your touch. "Of course, Wife," he says, moving his hands over your body in a sensual dance. "I know how to play fair, but that doesn't mean I won't try to win."

He leans down to capture your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth in a dizzying dance. As he pulls away, he grins at you. "Let's keep this interesting, Dove. Every time one of us loses control, we have to answer a question truthfully."

With that, he peppers kisses along your jawline, his hands moving to caress your breasts through your clothes. "So tell me, Wife, what kind of underwear are you wearing right now?"

Naoya groans as you bite his chin and trail kisses along his neck, his hands sliding up your back to slowly unzip your gown. "Mmm, you're right Wife," he says, a smirk on his lips. "I do love a good tease."

He pulls the gown off your body, tossing it aside as he takes in the sight of your lacy red lingerie. "Very nice, Dove," he says with a nod of approval. "But I bet you look even better out of it."

He leans down to capture your lips once more, his hands roaming over your body as he deepens the kiss. As he pulls away, he smirks at you. "What's the kinkiest thing you've ever done, Wife?" he asks, eager for your answer.

Naoya's smirk widens at your response, his ego clearly boosted by the fact that he could be your first. He returns your gaze with a sly look in his eyes and presses himself against you.

"Well then, Dove," he says, his fingers trailing along the curve of your waist. "It looks like I'll have to work extra hard to win this game."

He leans in to kiss you again, his hands moving to caress your breasts through your lingerie as he deepens the kiss. When he pulls away, he grins at you. "Tell me, Wife, what's the biggest turn-on for you?" he asks, a note of excitement in his voice.

Naoya groans at your biting and scratching, clearly enjoying the sensation as he lets out a low chuckle. "Interesting," he says, his hands trailing over your body. "You're right, Wife. There is something exciting about being challenged by someone stronger."

He leans in to kiss you again, his hands sliding down to grip your hips as he deepens the kiss. When he pulls away, he grins at you. "I'll have to keep that in mind, Dove," he says, his tone full of promise.

He begins to nuzzle his nose against your neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses along your skin as he asks, "What else have you read about, my dear? What other things turn you on?"

Naoya seems to relish hearing your desires, his grin growing wider as you press up against him. He lifts his head and takes one of your breasts in his mouth, swirling his tongue over the hardened nub.

"Mmm, that sounds like me, doesn't it?" he says, a note of amusement in his voice as he releases your breast.

"As for being mean and tough, I can certainly do that," he continues, running his hands over your curves. "And as for providing for you, my dear Wife, you won't need to worry about anything. I will lavish you with everything you desire."

He pulls back slightly, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Do you have any other desires, Dove? Any other fantasies you've indulged in?"

Naoya grins and leans into your touch, letting out a low rumble of pleasure. "Oh, I see," he says, his voice deepening with desire. "You want to keep it a surprise, do you? How very tantalizing."

He presses himself against your hand, his breathing already growing heavy as you rub him through his underwear. He reaches out to grip your hips, pulling you tighter against him as he nips at your earlobe.

"But remember, Dove," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin. "I am always in control. No matter what game we play, I am the victor."

With that, he slides his hand down to join yours, his fingers brushing over your sensitive spots as he takes charge of the teasing game.

Naoya lets out a low growl of pleasure as you take control of his manhood, closing his eyes as you tease him with your skilled hands.

"Oh, Dove, you're playing a dangerous game," he says, his voice husky with desire. "But I welcome the challenge."

He slips his own hand beneath your skirt, feeling the wetness that has pooled between your legs. He takes a deep breath, savoring the scent of your arousal, before slipping a finger inside you.

"Mmm, you're so wet," he murmurs, his grin growing wider as he pleasures you with his fingers. "I love how responsive you are to me, my dear Wife."

Naoya lets out a low groan of pleasure, his eyes hooded with desire as you pleasure him. He slides a second finger inside you, pumping them in and out as he expertly brings you closer and closer to the edge.

"That's it, my Dove," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "Let yourself feel it. Let me make you mine."

He presses his thumb against your clit, rubbing in firm circles as he continues to drive you towards orgasm. Meanwhile, he begins to move his hips, thrusting into your hand as he chases his own pleasure.

"You're so beautiful when you're like this," he whispers, his voice becoming ragged with desire. "So perfect for me."

Naoya pulls back slightly, grinning at you as he gazes into your eyes. His fingers continue to work your body, driving you towards the brink of ecstasy even as you try to regain control.

"Come now, my Dove," he murmurs. "You know you want to surrender to me. Let go, and I promise to take care of you."

As he speaks, he thrusts his hips forward, urging your fingers to move faster and bring him the release he craves.

A moan escapes his lips as you tease his tip, and he clenches his teeth in pleasure, trying to fight off the growing wave of desire.

"You're so good at this," he pants, his eyes nearly closed with pleasure. "But it's time for me to take over."

Naoya watches you with a grin, his eyes bright with desire as you turn around and take control. He sighs in pleasure as you kiss the tip of his manhood, stroking it gently with your hand.

"Oh my," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. "You really do know how to please a man, my Dove."

He leans forward, licking the entirety of your folds from behind, pausing occasionally to focus on teasing your most sensitive areas with his tongue. Every time he does, he feels you tremble with desire, inching closer to the edge.

"You're so beautiful when you're like this," he murmurs, his voice hoarse with desire. "So perfect for me."

Naoya groans with pleasure as you take his manhood into your mouth, suckling on it hungrily. His hands grip your thighs firmly as he leans forward, his tongue tracing circles around your folds.

"Mmmm, you're so good at this," he murmurs, his voice low and rough with desire. "You have such a talented mouth, my Dove."

He continues to lick and tease your most sensitive areas, driving you closer and closer to the edge with every stroke of his tongue. He knows he's close too - the warmth of your mouth on his manhood is almost too much to bear.

"I may have underestimated you," he pants, his eyes locked on yours. "But I won't go down without a fight."

Naoya moans with pleasure, feeling your mouth taking him deeper and gagging yourself in the process. His fingers grip your thighs tighter as he moves his tongue faster against your folds, feeling you quivering with ecstasy.

However, as he feels you almost overpowering him with your skillful mouth, he decides to take control back. He grips your hips firmly, pulling you upwards until you're kneeling upright again. He then guides your hips forward, buries his face between your legs and starts to lick and flick at your clit with renewed vigor.

"Mmm, what do you think you're doing, Wife?" he murmurs, his voice deep with hunger. "Trying to win? It's clear I won this round."

Naoya chuckles triumphantly as he brings you to an intense orgasm, feeling you convulsing and shaking under his touch. He continues to lick and suck at your sensitive regions, prolonging your pleasure for as long as possible before finally easing off.

As he looks up at you with a smug grin on his face, he leans in to kiss you passionately, relishing in the taste of your own pleasure on your lips.

"Looks like I won this round, Dove," he says, his tone still teasing. "But don't worry, there's always next time."

Naoya leans back with his arms crossed as he watches you cover yourself and try to hide your embarrassment. Though he can see your anger and frustration, he's pleased that he was able to bring you such pleasure.

"Well, what I want is for you to continue being my wife," he says with a smirk. "After all, you belong to me now, Wife. You'll spend your days serving me and bearing my children."

He leans forward, his tone becoming more serious. "But don't worry, I'll take care of you. You'll be well-fed and well-clothed. Just remember that, as my wife, I always expect the best from you."

He pauses, watching your reaction. "Now, let's get some rest. We have a lot to do tomorrow."

Noticing your reluctance to say anything, Naoya simply shrugs it off and heads towards the bed. He lies down and pats the spot next to him, indicating that you should come closer.

"You know, Dove, you don't have to be angry all the time," he says, his tone softening slightly. "I know we didn't exactly get off to the best start, but I promise I'll take care of you. Just relax and let me handle everything."

He pulls you closer to him and wraps his arms around you protectively, holding you close to his chest. He breathes in the scent of your hair and nuzzles at your neck affectionately.

"You're mine now, Wife," he whispers, running a hand through your hair. "And I'll make sure you live a good life."

Naoya strokes your hair gently, sensing your lack of trust in his words. He understands that he needs to prove his actions to you if he wants to win your heart.

"Don't worry, Wife," he murmurs, planting a soft kiss on your forehead. "I know I have a lot to prove, but I'll make it up to you. Just give me a chance, and I promise you won't regret it."

He pulls away and looks at you for a moment, then leans back into the pillows, pulling you with him. He wraps the blanket around both of you and turns out the lights.

"Just sleep for now," he whispers, holding you close and running a hand through your hair. "We'll talk more in the morning."

He falls silent after that, letting you sleep peacefully with him by your side.

Naoya smiles down at you as you nuzzle into his chest, happy that you're finally starting to come around.

"That's what I like to hear, Wife," he says, affectionately stroking your hair. "Just give me time, and I'll show you what a good husband I can be."

He pulls the blankets more securely around both of you, enjoying the warmth of your body as you fall asleep with him holding you close.

As you rub your eyes, Naoya stirs and wakes up beside you. He stretches lazily and then looks over at you with a small smile.

"Good morning, Wife," he says, his voice still a little rough from having just woken up. "Did you sleep well?"

He sits up as well and runs a hand through his hair, looking around the room and taking in the daylight streaming in through the windows.

"Are you hungry? I could have breakfast brought up if you'd like," he offers, clearly eager to take care of you in any way he can.

Naoya chuckles softly, seeing your flustered expression and the way you're hiding under the blanket. He reaches over and gently pulls it away from you, revealing your face and shoulders.

"Don't worry, Wife, it's natural to be naked in bed," he says, winking at you playfully. "And no, you didn't wake me up. I woke up a few minutes before you did."

He stands up from the bed and stretches again, taking in the sunlight streaming through the windows.

"So, breakfast then?" he asks again, still smiling. "Or something else?"

"Of course, Dove," Naoya replies understandingly. "Take your time getting ready. I'll wait for you here when you're done."

He walks over to the door and opens it, calling out to someone in the hallway.

"Bathroom and clothes for my wife, please!" he says loudly, before turning back to look at you.

When no one responds, he turns back towards you. "Don't worry, it will be ready in a few minutes. In the meantime, do you need help with anything? I'm happy to assist."

As you walk out of the door and make your way to the bathroom, Naoya takes a moment to observe your retreating figure. He smirks slightly at the sight, admiring your curves and the way the sheets cling softly to your form.

Once you're gone, Naoya begins to get dressed himself, meticulously choosing his outfit and making sure he looks his best for his day ahead.

By the time you're ready and making your way down to the dining room, Naoya is already seated at the head of the table with several dishes laid out before him, including tea and sweets.

"Good morning, Wife," he greets you again as you enter the room, standing up from his chair as you approach. "You look lovely today."

He pulls out a chair for you and waits for you to sit down before taking his own seat again. As you

Naoya flashes you an arrogant smile as he pours a cup of tea for you. "I have many important matters to attend to today, Dove," he replies. "As the head of the Hei, there are always issues that require my attention."

He takes a sip of his own tea before continuing. "But worry not, Wife. I have arranged for some entertainment for you today while I am away. There is a traditional tea ceremony and flower arrangement taking place later this afternoon, and I have made sure that you are invited to attend as my esteemed guest."

Naoya leans in a bit closer to you, his eyes glistening with excitement. "Trust me, Dove. You won't want to miss this opportunity to experience such refinement and elegance."

Naoya's lips curve into a pleased smirk at your words and he takes another sip of his tea. "As your husband, it is my duty to know everything about you, Dove," he replies in his typical arrogant tone. "Including your likes and dislikes."

He sets down his cup and looks at you intently. "But do not mistake my generosity for weakness, Wife. While I may allow you to enjoy the finer things in life, I expect you to always remember your place as my wife and act accordingly."

Naoya leans back in his chair and gives you a charming smile. "That being said, I believe it will be a delightful experience for both of us. I look forward to seeing you in all your beauty and elegance at the event."

Naoya notices your change in demeanor but doesn't comment on it. Instead, he nods once in acknowledgment of your words. "Thank you, Wife," he says in a dismissive tone. "I trust that you will behave accordingly while I am away."

He rises from his seat, adjusting the collar of his kimono. "I shall take my leave now. Enjoy your breakfast and prepare yourself for the ceremony this afternoon." With that, Naoya gives you a curt nod before exiting the room with an air of superiority.

As you lean closer to the pond, the fish inside swim towards you, their colors shining brilliantly in the sunlight. You can see the beauty in each of them as they gracefully move around, leaving ripples in the water.

The garden around you is peaceful and serene, with the soft sound of birds chirping in the background. The scent of fresh flowers fills the air, making you feel relaxed and at ease.

As you take a deep breath, you see a butterfly flutter past your face before landing on a nearby flower. It's a beautiful sight, and for a moment you forget about everything else as you take in the tranquility of the garden.