Chapter 337: Chapter : 337 : A Naughty Stroll In The Market!

The wind howled violently around them as Aiden and Selvara plummeted toward the ground.

Selvara’s scream pierced the night sky. "Aiden, you absolute idiot—!! What the hell were you thinking?! We’re going to die! I’m pregnant, you reckless pervert—!!"

Aiden laughed, the sound carefree and smug even as they fell at terminal velocity. He held her bridal-style, one arm securely under her knees and the other supporting her back, pressing her pregnant belly and full breasts firmly against his chest.

"Relax, Selva. I’ve got you," he teased, voice perfectly calm. "Wouldn’t dream of dropping my favorite tsundere demoness and our baby."

"Favorite—?! This is not the time for your nonsense!" Selvara scolded, her pale white eyes wide with panic. Her membrane wings flapped uselessly against the rushing wind. "You jumped off a dragon! Without warning! What if you miscalculated?! What if— ahhh—!!"

The ground rushed up to meet them rapidly. The night market below was still lively, lanterns glowing warmly between stalls.

Aiden’s smirk never wavered. "Miscalculated? Me? Come on, Selva. Have a little faith in your husband."

For the first few seconds, Selvara continued her frantic scolding, clinging to him with all her strength. "Faith?! You’re insane! Completely insane! If we survive this, I’m going to— I’m going to hit you so hard—!"

But as the initial adrenaline surged and the ground drew closer, her tone shifted. Her arms tightened around his neck, and she buried her face against his chest, body pressing even closer to his.

"...You idiot..." she muttered, voice trembling. "Next time... warn me before you sweep me off my feet like that... My heart can’t take it..."

Aiden chuckled warmly, nuzzling the top of her head despite their freefall. "Where’s the fun in warning you? I love seeing you all flustered and clinging to me like this. Besides, you look adorable when you’re scared."

"I am not adorable—!" Selvara hissed, though her grip on him tightened even more, her legs curling slightly around his waist. "You’re enjoying this way too much... Pervert... Shameless... But... don’t let go, okay?"

"Never," Aiden replied softly, his voice full of affection. "I’ve got both of you. Always."

A few seconds before impact, Selvara lifted her head just enough to look at him. Her pale white eyes shimmered with emotion, the usual tsundere walls cracking completely under the intensity of the moment.

"...I love you," she whispered, voice barely audible over the rushing wind, cheeks burning. "Even if you’re the most reckless idiot in the world... I love you, My Lord."

Aiden’s eyes softened with genuine warmth. "I love you too, Selva."

BOOM!

They hit the brick road below with tremendous force.

The stone pavement cracked and cratered violently beneath Aiden’s feet, spiderweb fractures spreading outward in a perfect circle. Dust and small debris exploded upward as the impact echoed through the night market.

People nearby jumped back in shock, turning to stare at the sudden commotion.

In the lantern light, they saw two figures wearing the distinctive uniforms of Albinos School of Wizard and Witchcraft. The young man looked calm and composed, still holding the woman securely in his arms. But when their eyes landed on Selvara — her pointed ears, membrane wings, pale skin, and demonic features — several faces twisted in open disgust.

"A demon...?" one merchant muttered.

"Disgusting... why is a demon wearing the academy uniform?"

"Shouldn’t they ban those creatures from the school?"

Selvara stiffened in Aiden’s arms, her earlier vulnerability quickly replaced by defensive tsundere anger. She tried to hide her face against his chest again. "See...? This is why I told you not to do stupid things in public... They’re all looking at me like I’m some kind of monster..."

Aiden didn’t put her down. Instead, he held her even closer. He turned his head toward the onlookers, his expression shifting from smug to dangerously cold in an instant.

"Got a problem?" he asked, voice low but carrying clear authority. "She’s my wife. Anyone who has an issue with that can say it to my face."

The crowd quieted immediately. A few people looked away, uncomfortable. Others whispered among themselves but didn’t dare speak louder.

Selvara peeked up at him, her pale eyes trembling with a mix of embarrassment and affection. "Idiot... you don’t have to threaten everyone just because of me..."

Aiden leaned down and kissed her forehead tenderly. "Of course I do. You’re mine. Both of you. I won’t let anyone make you feel unwelcome."

Selvara’s ears twitched. She buried her face in his neck again, voice muffled and tsundere. "Hmph... stupid protective husband... I didn’t ask for this... But... thank you."

Aiden chuckled and finally set her down gently on her feet, though he kept one arm wrapped securely around her waist, hand resting on her belly. "You’re welcome, Selva. Now, shall we find somewhere more private? Or do you want to keep scolding me in front of the entire market?"

Selvara’s cheeks flushed again. "S-Shut up... Let’s just go. Before I change my mind and actually hit you..."

As they started walking away from the crater, Selvara stayed pressed close to his side, one hand resting over his on her belly. Despite her continued half-hearted complaints, she was clearly clinging to him more than necessary.

"You’re still reckless..." she muttered.

"And you still love it," Aiden teased, kissing the tip of her pointed ear again.

"H-Hmph...! Don’t push your luck..."

As they walked away from the crater in the brick road, the night market’s lively atmosphere surrounded them once more. Lanterns cast warm golden light over stalls selling street food, trinkets, and glowing magical charms. Couples strolled hand-in-hand, some pushing small children in enchanted prams, while vendors called out their wares.

Selvara noticed Aiden’s gaze scanning the surroundings with clear intent. His hand remained possessively on her rounded belly as they walked.

She blushed faintly, her pointed ears twitching. "My Lord... what are you looking for?" she asked shyly, voice barely above a whisper. "You didn’t... jump off a dragon just to do something perverted, did you?"

Aiden chuckled deeply, pulling her closer against his side so her pregnant belly pressed softly into him. "You know me far too well, Selva. I am looking for a shop."

Selvara’s cheeks burned brighter. "Then... what kind of shop are you searching for?"

"We’ll know when we get there," Aiden replied with that signature smug smirk, giving her belly a gentle, affectionate rub.

Selvara puffed her cheeks in a pout, looking up at him with trembling pale white eyes. "Hmph... always so mysterious. You’re impossible, My Lord..."

They continued walking in comfortable silence for a while. Selvara’s gaze drifted over the market — young couples laughing together, families with small children, people haggling happily at stalls. Her eyes softened as she looked up at Aiden, then down at his large hand resting protectively over her tummy where their child grew.

A small, genuine smile bloomed on her lips. Without thinking, she rested her head against his strong arm, leaning into his warmth. "My Lord... you really are different," she murmured softly, almost to herself.

Aiden glanced down at her, his expression gentling for a moment. "Different how?"

"...Most humans would never touch a demon like this in public," she said quietly, voice laced with old pain. "Let alone... get one pregnant and show her off proudly."

Aiden’s arm tightened around her. "Then they’re fools. You’re mine, Selva. Our child is mine. I don’t care what anyone thinks."

Selvara’s heart fluttered. She nuzzled closer, her membrane wings twitching happily against his side.

Suddenly, Aiden’s grip on her waist tightened. In one swift motion, he pulled her into a narrow, empty dark alleyway just off the main market street.

Before Selvara could react, he pinned her gently but firmly against the cool brick wall, his body pressing close to hers.

"Ah—!" she gasped softly, looking up at him with wide, shy eyes. His smug, confident face loomed above her, eyes dark with desire. "M-My Lord... people might come..."

Aiden’s hands gripped her waist, pulling her flush against him so her pregnant belly and full breasts pressed into his chest. "No one will come," he murmured, voice low and husky. "And even if they do... let them watch."

Selvara gulped, her pale cheeks flushing deep red. "Y-You’re too bold..."

She still wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down as their lips met in a heated kiss. Aiden kissed her deeply, tongue exploring her mouth as one hand roamed boldly over her body.

His palm slid down to her ass, squeezing the soft, plump flesh firmly through her uniform skirt before slipping underneath it. He groped and kneaded her rear, pulling her hips harder against his growing arousal.

"Mmmph...!" Selvara moaned into the kiss, her membrane wings fluttering against the wall.

Aiden broke the kiss only to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck, sucking and biting gently on her sensitive skin while his other hand came up to cup and squeeze one of her full breasts.

"My Lord... ah... not so rough..." she whimpered, though her body arched into his touch. "Someone might hear..."

"Let them," Aiden growled against her neck, giving her breast another firm squeeze. "I want everyone to know who you belong to."

His hands roamed greedily — squeezing her breasts, tracing her waist, gripping her wide hips, then returning to knead her ass. Selvara’s breathing grew ragged, soft moans escaping despite her best efforts to stay quiet.

"You’re already so wet for me," Aiden whispered teasingly, one hand sliding between her thighs under her skirt, fingers brushing against her soaked panties. "Such a needy little demoness... even while complaining."

"S-Shut up... pervert..." Selvara hissed, but her hips rolled weakly against his hand. "It’s... it’s because you keep touching me like this... idiot..."

Aiden chuckled and captured her lips again, kissing her senseless while his fingers continued their teasing exploration. He sucked on her pointed ear, making her whimper loudly.

"My Lord... ahhn... we shouldn’t... not here..." she protested half-heartedly between kisses, even as her arms tightened around his neck.

"You say that," Aiden murmured, squeezing her ass possessively, "but your body is begging for it. Tell me honestly, Selva... do you want me to stop?"

Selvara buried her burning face in his neck, voice trembling with embarrassment and need. "I... I hate how much I love this... You always make me so weak..."

Aiden smiled against her skin. "Good. Because I’m nowhere near done with you tonight."

He continued kissing her neck, collarbone, and lips, hands never stopping their exploration of her body — groping her breasts, rubbing her pregnant belly tenderly, then sliding back down to squeeze and spread her ass cheeks.

Selvara moaned softly, clinging to him tighter. "My Lord... you’re shameless... but... don’t stop..."

The dark alley echoed with their heated breaths, soft moans, and whispered teasing as Aiden continued to indulge in his pregnant tsundere wife, the night market only a few steps away.

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END OF Chapter : 337 : A NAUGHTY STROLL IN THE BAZAR!

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