Mary returned Leonar's kiss with an intensity that mirrored her growing desire.
She wanted to do it.
Even though less than a day had passed since they last did it, she wanted to do it again and again with him.
After all, to her, Leonar was...
As they kissed, Mary's heart began to beat harder, her chest rising and falling quickly, her body responding to Leonar's closeness with a warmth that spread through her entire being.
When their lips parted, Mary whispered Leonar's name, her voice a whisper full of emotion.
"Leonar..." Her tone was soft, almost a sigh of surrender.
With a playful smile, Leonar slid Mary's towel away, revealing her breasts, the rosy nipples contrasting with her fair skin.
His gaze lingered on her figure, appreciating every curve and detail before kissing her again, this time with renewed intensity.
While their lips remained locked, Leonar began to play with one of Mary's nipples, his fingers twirling and gently pinching, eliciting small gasps of pleasure from her.
'Leonar is touching me... treating me like I'm...', Mary thought as her mind went blank.
At the same time, Leonar's knee slid between her legs, brushing against her clit.
'That spot...', Mary thought, embarrassed. 'No, please...'
Leonar could feel Mary's moisture beginning to dampen his knee, a clear sign of her growing arousal.
Mary murmured sounds of pleasure, low and restrained, her body responding to every touch and stroke.
"You're beautiful," Leonar whispered against her ear as he continued to play with her body. "But... among the things I lost was also the phone you gave me."
'The phone I gave you...?' Mary wondered, confused by the mention of the phone.
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Why bring up such an unimportant object in a moment like this?
Didn't Leonar know how much she longed for these private moments with him?
For Mary, what they did yesterday didn't even begin to make up for all the time they'd lost because Leonar kept saying he was busy looking for a job.
Feeling somewhat annoyed, Mary let out a sigh as her body trembled slightly.
"I don't care about that," she responded, her voice trying to be firm but tinged with desire. "What's important is that you're alive."
Sensing the sincerity in her words, Leonar decided there was no more time for talking. He helped Mary move, positioning her on her side, propped up on one elbow while he placed himself behind her.
This saddened Mary a bit because she hoped Leonar would play more with 'that area', but she was also eager to do it.
This position, known as spooning, allowed Leonar to fully embrace Mary, his chest against her back, while his hands could continue to explore her body.
Gently, Leonar guided his member inside her, entering with relative ease, though the warmth and tightness of Mary surprised him.
'This feels... incredible...'
Mary, feeling each thrust, let out murmurs of pleasure, her body responding to every movement of Leonar.
And so they did it.
Again and again.
And repeated.
After several rounds, Mary began to show signs of fatigue, her breathing more labored and her body trembling slightly.
It seemed Mary had climaxed again.
Leonar, noticing this, wondered if his endurance had increased.
'Maybe I should check while she rests a bit...', thought Leonar as he tried to open his status window to review his stats.
Name: Leonar Hart
Level: 23
Class: None
HP: 489/489
MP: 181/181
HF: 325
Attributes
Strength: 45
Stamina: 56
Agility: 38
Intelligence: 30
Perception: 35
Skills
Soul Eyes Lv. 10 (31%)
Regeneration Lv. 1 (92%)
Water Control Lv. 3 (34%)
Soul Bond with Eleonora Lv. 9 (49%)
Soul Bond with Celestia Lv. 4 (72%)
Blessings Lv. 1 (48%)
Leonar's surprise was evident.
'Didn't I have 1492 HF before? How do I only have 325 now?!' he thought to himself, confusion clear on his face.
Moreover, both bonds with Eleonora and Celestia had advanced significantly compared to his other skills.
Nonetheless, Leonar decided to worry about that later; the moment with Mary was too precious to interrupt with doubts about stats.
'That'll be a problem for future me.'
Turning his attention back to Mary, Leonar kissed her neck softly, his movements now slower, more careful, ensuring she enjoyed every second.
"Relax, Mary. You're safe with me," he whispered.
Mary, eyes closed with a satisfied smile on her lips, nodded slightly, her body relaxing in Leonar's arms.
"I trust you," Mary whispered back, her voice full of tenderness.
Even though Mary didn't know how soon Leonar might disappear again, at least she would make the most of this time.