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"Trainer, what do you want to eat? Rice, or noodles?"
Tokai Teio scrolled through the screen; Lucian only glanced a few times before slightly turning his head, shifting his gaze to Tokai Teio's face. "Too far, can't kiss."
Tokai Teio moved closer. "This noodle shop is pretty good... still... still open.... Otherwise, we could....."
He clearly said he wanted to kiss her, but after getting close, he only blew air in her ear, causing Tokai Teio's speech to become fragmented.
But he didn't deceive her, because after Tokai Teio's face turned ripe red, Lucian began kissing her cheek.
He took a big bite of her face, then released with a "pop," leaving his mark.
"Trainer.... Aren't you hungry? Then I'll order from this one?"
Lucian answered irrelevantly. "Turn a bit more, Teio forgot today's good morning kiss."
Tokai Teio held up her phone, turning her head, pouting her little mouth for him to take, occasionally trying to keep up with Lucian's rhythm.
However, most of the kisses were still conducted under Lucian's guidance and instructions.
After a long while, Tokai Teio opened her small mouth, looking at Lucian with emotion, exhaling hot air, her chest heaving as if she had just run two thousand meters.
"Okay, order the food, we'll go wash up."
"Mhm."
"But before that, Teio, help me get a pair of pants from the suitcase." Lucian added: "Right, there's men's underwear in the compartment, don't forget that either."
"Mhm mhm." Tokai Teio embarrassedly looked at the clothes torn last night. "Trainer, wait for me a bit, I'll go get them now."
She put on her own clothes, except for yesterday's white stockings which were thrown into the trash bin.
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Soon, Tokai Teio carried the suitcase back upstairs and sorted out a set of Lucian's clothes.
Before she could speak, Lucian said: "Trouble you to help me put them on, Teio."
"Mhm!"
Tokai Teio straightened the clothes and approached, but Lucian suddenly sniffed in front of her. "Really nice, Teio has my scent on her."
"Tra-Trainer..." Tokai Teio blushed red again, completely different from the crazy Tokai Teio of yesterday.
This showed that Lucian's method was effective, which could also be seen from the black mist in Tokai Teio's eyes that had faded a bit more.
In this situation, he could only think of such a method—first tease, then cook until thoroughly done, and finally murder her innocence.
Of course, there was also this black mist symbolizing darkening.
"Alright." Lucian just extended his legs, and the pants would automatically be put on him. "Right, Teio, does your house have a sleep robe?"
Tokai Teio nodded: "Yes."
With that, she didn't know where she ran to get a long robe-style sleep robe and draped it over Lucian.
Lucian felt this should be what Tokai Teio's dad wore; it was just that the pose was a bit strange, feeling like cosplaying Uchiha Itachi.
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The two came to the washroom.
Lucian's eyes lingered on Tokai Teio's reflection in the mirror, the way her hair cascaded down her back, still mussed from their night together, stirring a fresh wave of desire in him. He stepped closer, his chest pressing against her back, hands sliding around her waist to pull her flush against him.
She gasped softly, feeling his arousal through the thin fabric, her own body responding instinctively as she leaned into him, their eyes meeting in the glass with heated intensity.
His lips found the sensitive spot on her neck, kissing and nipping gently, drawing out a moan from her that echoed in the small space.
"Trainer... we should wash up," she whispered, but her hands reached back to tangle in his hair, encouraging him.
He spun her around, lifting her onto the counter, her legs wrapping around him as their mouths crashed together in a passionate kiss, hands exploring familiar yet thrilling territory.
Clothes were pushed aside just enough; he entered her swiftly, the mirror fogging from their heated breaths as they moved together, quick and urgent, chasing release in the morning light filtering through the window.
Washing up afterward, Tokai Teio put the toothbrush back in place.
Lucian asked: "This is Teio's toothbrush, right? I don't like using new ones, nor others'."
"This is new....." Tokai Teio said truthfully.
What a joke, she had already gotten all of Lucian, did she still need to play little tricks on some things? Stealing clothes epic-level over the lungs, or spitting back drinks taken into the mouth—those operations were what losers would do.
"New, huh." Lucian pouted, obviously "unhappy".
Tokai Teio's heart skipped a beat at his expression, a mix of playfulness and possessiveness that made her knees weak. She stepped forward, pressing her body against his, her hands framing his face as she pulled him down for a deep kiss, tongues dancing in a way that promised more.
"Use mine then," she murmured against his lips, guiding his hand to her toothbrush, but instead, he lifted her chin, kissing her again, the taste of toothpaste mingling as they shared the moment intimately.
"Mhm... mhm!" Looking at Lucian's face so close, Tokai Teio's brain was like a boiling hot pot.
This was different from before—as if in a formal romance.
Tokai Teio started brushing her teeth, while Lucian quietly waited beside her.
His presence was a constant distraction; every brush of his arm against hers sent tingles through her, memories of their intimacies flashing in her mind, making her movements falter.
Lucian noticed, smirking as he leaned in, whispering hotly in her ear, "Thinking about last night, Teio?" His hand grazed her thigh, teasing upward, causing her to nearly drop the toothbrush.
During the wait for takeout, the two spent most of their time kissing,
Lucian's kisses grew more insistent, his hands roaming her body, pinching and caressing in ways that left her breathless and wanting.
He felt a dryness in his mouth; come to think of it, he hadn't drunk water for a day.
Backing her against the wall, he trailed kisses down her neck, hands slipping under her shirt to cup her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples until they hardened under his touch.
"Trainer..." she moaned, her hands clutching his shoulders as he dropped to his knees, pushing up her skirt to taste her directly, his tongue working skillfully to bring her to the edge.
"Teio, are you thirsty?"
"A little."
"Is there water at home? Mhm, in the fridge, I'll go get it for Trainer."
Tokai Teio's hands and feet were really diligent; she hurried downstairs and brought up a bottle of water, unscrewing the cap. "Trainer, drink quickly."
"Mhm." Lucian took a sip. "Ice cold, Teio, have a sip too?"
"Okay." Tokai Teio also took a sip, but before swallowing the water in her mouth, she found Lucian staring at her intently.
She puffed her cheeks, very puzzled, and only after swallowing the water said: "Trainer, why keep looking at me?"
"Just suddenly want to feed Teio water."
Tokai Teio frowned, looking at Lucian's hands, still without plans to unlock the shackles. "Does Trainer want me to kneel on the ground to drink?"
"Of course not."
Lucian signaled Tokai Teio to feed him a sip first, then approached her lips, passing it to her bit by bit.
Throughout the process, Tokai Teio was in a state of surprised stupor, so much so that a line leaked from the corner of her mouth, sliding down her chin.
But no matter, Lucian also thoughtfully cleaned it up. "This is how to feed, where does Teio need to kneel when drinking water?"
Then when? Think for yourself, don't ask.
"I-I know." Tokai Teio also imitated Lucian's method, taking a small sip of water and approaching Lucian.
The transfer was messy, water spilling between them, but it only added to the intimacy; she licked the droplets from his chin, her tongue tracing up to his lips, turning the simple act into foreplay that left them both aroused anew.
"Okay, for Teio being so cute..." Lucian reached forward, Tokai Teio burrowed into his embrace, capturing his lips, patiently feeding him until finished.
Seeing Tokai Teio's emotional appearance, after drinking the water, Lucian didn't let go of her fragrant lips.
He slightly exerted force to pull her closer into his embrace, then before the takeout arrived, savored the appetizer dessert.
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"Ding dong—ding dong—"
The takeout finally arrived.
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