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When things are this sweet and passion runs high, of course they have to get a little exercise.
Holding Elyse tightly in both arms, Cyclone slipped his tongue between her lips, and the two of them savored this beautiful, fleeting moment together.
Their movements were simple, focused on the hips, but as they kept kissing, the sensations soon spread through their whole bodies.
He’d heard the room had been specially treated, with plenty of soundproofing.
Since they were kissing, Elyse couldn’t moan the way she had at night.
But with every movement, she still let out soft, sweet little sounds.
The battle on the chair was nearly over, too. With one final move, Cyclone pulled Elyse firmly into his arms.
That kiss lasted an incredibly long time.
As their tongues savored that sweet, heady feeling, their bodies grew wonderfully light.
It was as if their souls had risen with Elyse into another world—a world without gravity, where their bodies felt no pressure.
Elyse gave Cyclone strength, and Cyclone poured strength back into her.
Their strength flowed back and forth between them, intertwining and perfectly expressing the love they shared.
Once Elyse was satisfied, she whispered into Cyclone’s ear.
“One more time… okay, hubby?~♡♡”
Her words in his ear sent a jolt through Cyclone, and strength surged through his body once more.
It made sense. After the first time, of course you’d want a second.
But before they could start again, Elyse lifted the large bowl—and found a little cake inside.
Instead of using the fork on the plate, Elyse dipped her index finger into the top of the little cake.
A little of the cake’s white topping clung to her finger. Cyclone figured it was whipped cream.
Elyse slipped her finger into Cyclone’s mouth. In that moment, he tasted not only the sweetness of the cream, but also the chocolate flavor of the cake beneath it.
“Mm?!”
But beneath that taste, there was a pleasant warmth.
That warmth didn’t just melt Cyclone’s heart—it brought the cake’s sweetness to its peak.
After feeding Cyclone a bite, Elyse kissed him again.
“Hehe~♡ Don’t be in such a hurry~♡”
Cyclone stood up, bringing Elyse with him, then eased her onto the table from where she’d been sitting on his lap.
They kissed passionately again, sending the little cake on the table sliding aside.
“Big Sister Little Dragon said~♡ she’d give us a little more brea—breathing room~♡ Mm~♡ Mmm~♡♡”
Cyclone could no longer hear what Elyse was saying. They’d changed positions, and this time he wasn’t sitting anymore—he was standing.
Besides medicine, Cyclone had also trained hard in swordsmanship.
His thrusts now had strength surpassing even the Four Saints.
And that wasn’t all. Every time Cyclone drove forward, the table shook violently.
The whole world seemed to shake. Cyclone’s every impact filled the room with sharp, smacking sounds.
With each sound ringing out, and with Cyclone and Elyse no longer kissing, this was the perfect chance to test the room’s soundproofing.
But just when Cyclone thought they were about to test its limits, Elyse suddenly brought the test to a halt.
Maybe Cyclone’s movements were too intense. Elyse was starting to lose herself in the moment.
She wrapped both arms around the back of Cyclone’s neck and pulled him firmly toward her.
They kissed again, their tongues tangling as they picked up where they’d left off in that sweet moment.
Maybe he’d gotten a little carried away. Cyclone accidentally knocked over the plate.
They only realized the cake was gone after they’d finished, but Cyclone and Elyse didn’t mind.
Damp with a little sweat, Elyse said softly,
“When you’re done with work, let’s continue tonight~♡”
“Of course, Elyse~”
After cleaning up the cake on the floor and the cream beneath her feet, Elyse smiled and left the treatment room.
And so, Cyclone began another round of work.
