After tiring each other out with the little training they did, Tibaut decided to head back to his room. As he walked up the stairs, he noticed Tina behind him.

("Does she need something upstairs?") He wondered to himself as he ascended the steps. His room was on the top floor so he didn't pay her too much mind. This is why he took notice when she kept ascending the floors with him when he walked past the second floor.

"Uh, going to the library?" Tibaut asked.

"No. Besides, it's locked most of the time." Tina commented as she walked behind him.

Tibaut decided he was overthinking the whole time and went towards his room… with Tina following behind him.

"Uh, Tina?" He looked expectantly at her.

"Huh, what is it?" She asked.

He opened the door and she followed him in.

"Alright Tina, why are you following me?"

"Well, it's because El-(shit I forgot Elizabeth told me not to let him know) because I'm curious to see the room of someone as perverted as yourself."

Elizabeth had tasked Tina with keeping an eye on Tibaut while she dealt with Mr. Bentley.

He gave her a side eye before entering his room.

("Wait a minute, this is the first time I've entered his room. Ah, shit I'm kinda nervous. Considering he's so close to Vanessa, who knows what'll be in here?")

Her thoughts had set her up for disappointment. She searched around the room but it was as bland as could be. The only things inside were a bed, a large drawer and a stool. She searched through the drawer and under the bed and found nothing although the biggest indication of nothing interesting was in the lack of reaction Tibaut had as he watched her. No matter where she put her hands nor what part of the room she occupied, he showed seemingly no concern.

"Um, Tina, what are you doing?" Tibaut asked.

"Wow, you're pretty boring," Tina responded.

"B-boring? What do you mean?"

"I mean there's nothing here. Even my guest room looks more lived in than this place." As she looked around it seemed an idea popped in her head. "Oh, I see, you're trying to throw me off. No worries I can always ask Elizabeth where your actual room is later."

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She walked past him and laid down directly in his bed.

"Screw you, this room has been plenty lived in. And get the hell off my bed!"

He shaked her but she seemed out of it.

"Huh? This is no time for jokes Tina, come on get up."

"zzzZzzZzzz."

"...(she couldn't possibly be?)"

Quickly going to plan b he tried to lift her out of the bed. It seemed his reduced body mass had left him weakened to the point he struggled to lift her up. He wrapped his arms around her trying to lift her off but had to stop himself from squealing after his arms slid up and made some nice contact with her chest. He quickly dropped her and prayed she wasn't awoken.

He watched her in anticipation with held breath. She seemed to show no reaction other than scratching one of her boobs with a smile on her.

"I can't believe this, this bitch stole my bed!" Tibaut felt genuinely insulted. As he thought about heading downstairs and finding a couch in an empty room to sleep on, he stopped himself.

("No, this my bed.")

So he pushed her over the best he could and sat down on the bed. He could feel his heart race as he did this but he felt her reaction to him when she woke up would be worth it.

("Pft, don't blame me when you wake up, serves you right for sleeping on my bed.") He thought to himself.

This only lasted for five minutes. By the end of it, he felt his heart was going to explode out of his chest.

("Nope, can't do it. It's so quiet all I'm hearing is her breathing and murmurs. I don't know why but I can't settle down as long as I'm listening to her breath. Shit, is this why people listen to asmr? Damnit, all laying in this bed has done for me is give me a fetish I can't even indulge in, in this world.")

As he attempted to leave the bed, he felt arms wrap around him and his heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.

("What the hell?")

It didn't take a genius to know it was Tina who had her arms wrapped around.

("Why now!?") He thought as he tried to pry open her grip. In his current state, it was useless and even worse, his muscles were starting to feel sore from the training early.

("You have got to be shiting me, I mean I'm not against this turn of events, but I at least want the strength to escape her if she tries to kill me when she wakes.")

She pulled him in closer to herself and Tibaut gritted his teeth as he reached a milestone. It was the first time in his life he had been spooned by a woman (At least awake anyway). He would have preferred being the one spooning, but it wasn't bad by any means.

("Ah, I can feel her chest on my back.") That sensation only seemed to stop any struggling he was doing. As she pulled and squeezed him tighter and felt her against his back, he felt himself ascend to a higher plane. All his worries disappeared, the weakness from the training vanished and he felt truly at peace.

He could feel himself forcing his eyes to stay open.

Just before he fell asleep, Tina kissed his neck and whispered something in his ears.

"I guess smaller guys aren't so bad." She weakly whispered while still in dreamland.

("Go down, go down, go down, GO DOWN!!!") Were the only thoughts Tibaut had in his head as he enjoyed this new experience (Though he would never admit it).

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It was a dark and spacious room and the man at the centre of it sighed as he looked around.

"Tch, how long will they go on with this farce?" The man stated.

It was none other than Father Daniel, who seemed irritated by something.