It Seems Like The Infamous Trash Can is Right Here! - Chapter 203
Given he even mentioned soundproofing, that’s what he meant, right?
I’m not the only one thinking strange thoughts, right?
“If you want a different method, just say so.”
At a distance where our foreheads nearly touched, he gazed into my eyes and whispered.
“Finding an exercise method that suits you well is also my pleasure.”
Lionel was only talking about physical training, but my body heated up on its own. As if expecting him to kiss me right this instant.
“What you said…”
I swallowed and told him.
“Seems the best.”
“Hm?”
“Me moving on top.”
My face burned fiercely, but I didn’t stop speaking.
“For improving stamina, thigh muscles are most important after all. If you’ll help me, I’ll work hard at it.”
A smile settled on Lionel’s lips.
“Alright. But I won’t go easy on you until I judge you’ve completed enough exercise for today.”
The blanket that had been warmly wrapped around my body was swept away in an instant.
Yet I didn’t feel any chill. Just Lionel’s gaze looking at me felt like it kept my body temperature warmly maintained.
At the passion fiercely rippling in the depths of his red eyes, I swallowed again.
‘What do I do… he said he won’t go easy.’
I was nervous.
It seemed like it would be incredibly difficult, and also incredibly… pleasurable.
“Then, shall we begin?”
When I nodded, he turned our bodies around while holding me.
Having suddenly found myself straddling Lionel’s waist, I looked down at him feeling awkward.
Until now, whenever I was intimate with him, I’d been completely swept away by the endlessly crashing waves of pleasure, unable to think straight.
With both Lionel and I having no experience whatsoever, desire became too enormous to control, and we clung together unable to hold onto reason.
But what about now?
Lionel knew what I liked, how to excite me more.
If he set his mind to it, he could drive me to climax within minutes.
Unlike him, I knew very little.
Because there had been absolutely no leisure to explore slowly.
So now was the best opportunity.
“I just need to exercise enough, right?”
At my question, Lionel answered with the corners of his mouth raised.
“Of course. Other than that, do as you wish.”
However, unlike his lips that somehow managed to form something close to a smile, his eyes weren’t smiling at all.
In a way, it was natural. Composure that didn’t exist before couldn’t suddenly appear now.
He looked at me with eyes that seemed to go mad with the craving to pounce immediately, to reach out and touch, to dig in deeply and kiss.
The emotion in his gaze hadn’t diminished even slightly. It only increased day by day. The unfathomable depth of his feelings sent a chilling thrill through me.
Yet Lionel was enduring. With eyes that looked ready to devour me at any moment.
‘It really was serious.’
I could fully understand his feelings about trying to make me exercise even like this.
Because Father and Vaikal had chosen this method when I was young too.
‘If you run 10 laps around the walking path, our princess gets 10 times the treats today!’
’10 times?!’
‘There’s specially shaped chocolate waiting every 2 laps.’
‘Wooow! I’ll do it, I’ll do it!’
Father and Brother used what I loved most as bait to make me train. They diligently prepared midway point rewards for when I felt like giving up.
Lionel must feel the same way.
What moves grown-up me isn’t snacks or chocolate after all.
I carefully traced Lionel’s upper body, packed densely with muscle, with my fingertips.
When I first saw his body, it had been nearly covered with scars, but now less than half remained.
Feeling the texture that still wasn’t entirely smooth, Lionel’s body twitched bit by bit. Especially the thing trapped in his drawers… I could feel it squirming fiercely.
To think he’d react this much just from being touched by my hand. I became curious what more would do.
I braced myself against his firm chest and leaned down. Then I lightly licked up the scar crossing his collarbone with my tongue.
