Silence enveloped that bathroom space. Alvein fell silent with his eyes slightly widened, processing every word Arvin had just uttered. In his silence, he had never expected that his husband and his three other spouses could still meet their end if they were killed.
"But... are you truly an immortal being just like me in terms of age, right?" Alvein asked once more in a very faint voice, as if wanting to ensure one last time that the foundation of happiness he had just felt would not crumble over time.
"Of course!" Arvin answered quickly, providing absolute certainty to brush away the doubts clouding his cute fourth spouse's face. Arvin gently stroked Alvein's wet silver hair. "Just watch for yourself in the next few years, Alvein. Will my height increase? Will my face start to age? You can judge it for yourself with your own eyes as time passes."
Hearing the conviction in Arvin's voice, Alvein felt a wave of new resolve rise within his chest. If my husband can die by a weapon but not by age, then my duty is very clear!
"In that case, I will make sure to protect you and also the three of them with all my strength!" Alvein decided with full confidence, his transparent wings vibrating slightly as a sign of his sincerity.
"Thank you, Alvein." Arvin replied softly, giving a sincere, soothing smile. "But don't forget, the three of them and I will also definitely look after you. We are a family now."
The answer coming from his husband's mouth made Alvein's emotional defenses crumble. He smiled very sincerely, then immediately threw himself into a tight embrace around the blue-haired youth's neck, leaning his face against the shoulder of his loved one.
"Even though we will live in a long eternity... you promise you won't leave me all alone again, right?" Alvein asked. Behind that question, a deep fear radiated. A fear of the agonizing loneliness he had endured for thousands of years in the darkness.
"I promise you, Alvein." Arvin answered gently. His hand moved down, stroking Alvein's back with full affection, right beneath his spouse's wings. "Why would I leave a cute spouse like you? I have chosen you, and of course, I will always be with you forever."
Alvein smiled in that embrace, enjoying Arvin's heartbeat which was in sync with his own. However, another thought surfaced in his mind.
"But... is it okay if I cannot give you an heir?" Alvein asked with a slightly hesitant tone.
The question coming from his fourth spouse's mouth made Arvin unable to stop himself from chuckling softly. The sound of his chuckle echoed lightly inside the bathroom.
"I don't mind at all, Alvein. Because from the beginning, I knew you were a man, and it is quite impossible for you to be able to give birth to an heir for me."
Arvin then slightly loosened their embrace, looking at Alvein with a gentle yet firm gaze.
"Listen to me. If you were a woman..." Arvin continued, his voice sounding very serious, "I wouldn't possibly want to accept you as my fourth spouse. Even if your face was beautiful, your body sexy, your buttocks voluptuous, your breasts large, or your chest prominent... I would still reject you flat out! Because I only want to marry cute-faced boys, not beautiful girls."
Hearing the very specific and unexpected answer from his husband, Alvein lifted his face. He stared intently into the pair of clear blue eyes in front of him, trying to reconfirm the features he possessed.
"Then... how is my face in your eyes?" Alvein asked to be sure, a red flush returning to his cheeks. "Do I really look cute in your eyes?"
Arvin immediately pressed his nose against his fourth spouse's nose. Arvin then moved his head left and right, rubbing their noses together, extremely fond of the innocent question he had just heard.
"Didn't I tell you back in the ruins that you are very cute?" Arvin answered with their noses still touching. "Since the first time I saw you reveal yourself, I was instantly mesmerized by your cute face. That's why, at that time, I immediately dared to want you to be my fourth spouse."
Alvein was stunned, his memory replaying his husband's words saying "You are so cute..." when they first met. He pulled his face back a little and once again looked at his husband's handsome face.
Suddenly, in the middle of that romantic atmosphere, Alvein remembered the last message Ordion had said earlier in the living room.
"If you want to proceed to the next round, you just need to smile sweetly in front of him. He will definitely do anything to make you happy!"
Alvein then smiled broadly, showing the cutest expression he possessed. And what happened next was truly beyond Alvein's logic. Arvin's shaft, which was previously limp inside his hole, suddenly became erect again very quickly until it reached its full size.
Ordion is right! Alvein exclaimed in his heart, unable to believe that a sincere smile could actually be the trigger for his husband's strong sexual desire. Does my husband simply want to see us all always smiling happily?
Feeling his hole filled once more, Alvein again moved his body up and down with an arousing rhythm. He began to once again enjoy the sensation of his husband's shaft friction which filled his hole perfectly.
Arvin did not stay still and swiftly held Alvein's waist, then carried his spouse in one powerful movement. Spontaneously, the fairy stopped moving out of surprise. Their eyes met at a very close distance, their breaths mingling.
And then, very slowly, Arvin laid the silver-haired fairy's body down onto the bed made of his ice blocks very gently.
"Honey, why doesn't this ice feel cold at all on my skin?" Alvein asked in confusion as he felt his back touch the ice surface which instead felt cool and comfortable.
"I have manipulated the temperature so it is fit to be slept on by me or by you." Arvin answered, explaining the phenomenon of the ice blocks changed into a bed that did not feel cold on their skin. "I don't want to hurt my cute spouse just because of my carelessness."