The Red Moon's
TRM CHAPTER 14 - Hot Or Wet?

There seems to be no other way, Agam will follow his male instincts. Now he must focus on feeling hot and making his own stand up.

"My wife, it looks like we need to kiss again but this time we have to move our lips" Agam said. He remembered the western-style kiss he often watched.

Arnette smiled smirk as Agam started to turn himself in without saying much as before. "All right!"

The two kissed again, but this time their lips moved, even opening their mouths.

With her natural instinct, Agam stuck out a tongue that made Arnette shocked.

However, a second later Arnette did the same to keep up with her little husband.

The atmosphere suddenly became hot, both bodies felt sultry and Agam's property slowly stood up.

"Aragh!" Agam was overheated and tried to distance himself from his wife. "I'll get some cold water first!"

Hurriedly Agam ran out of the room and towards the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator and looked for cold water.

At that time, Theo had just returned from the rice warehouse and caught his thirsty-looking son.

"Did the AC in your room die to such heat and thirst?" theo's reprimands.

Agam was shocked to hear his father's voice especially in the state of his pants that poked.

And it was certainly seen by Theo, sir kades forget that this is the first night of Agam.

"Surely he was nervous" Theo murmured in his heart. She remembers when Megan taught her to play lato-lato.

Theo pretended not to know and before entering his room, he tried to give tips so that the first night of Agam smoothly.

"Make your wife wet first" whispered Theo.

Agam so confused, Zester suggested it should be hot but why did his father ask to get wet? It really makes you dizzy!

Unwilling to make his wife wait for a long time, Agam immediately returned to the room.

In there Arnette looked upset at being left out in the heat.

"I'm thirsty" Agam gave his wife a cold drink. "Drink first!"

Arnette took the bottle of water that Agam gave her and instantly finished it in an instant. "Is there anything else now?"

"No, it's just that you should get wet, my wife," replied Agam.

"Are they wet or hot?" pissed Arnette. It makes children really troublesome.

Perhaps this is what Simon meant, they had to make a child with a heart in order to have a connection.

"Alright, now I'll follow your way of playing," Arnette lowered her tone and tried to resign.

Agam swallowed his saliva and would follow his instincts. He slowly undressed his clothes and pants.

When she saw her husband's blunt sword, Arnette turned her face away. Honestly, this was the first time she saw a man's property, even though she spent her life with the knights, but Arnette always broke away if she took a shower or undressed.

Even when injured, Arnette tried to treat his own wounds or find a female healer.

Slowly but surely, Agam got on his bed and tried to lead the game. This time he was on top of his wife.

Agam observes Arnette's face and his wife's innocent body.

"Akh!" Arnette screeched as Agam touched his scar.

"This seems to be a slash of sharp objects" commented Agam.

"Don't mind the wound, just focus on getting me wet" Arnette replied.

"Alright," Agam began to feel his wife's body slowly and then his hand tried to squeeze the twin mountain Arnette that looked ripe.

"Why touch it" protested Arnette.

"It looks like this is one way of making wet and..." Agam opened both of his wife's legs.

"A... What do you want to do?" Arnette's panicking now.