Leo didn't say anything, because it really did hurt. He felt Tangie's body trembling slightly beneath him and didn't know what to say.
Because Tangie wasn't actually being affected by the pain at all.
Instead, she kept moving her hips, clumsily trying to search for pleasure on her own.
After a brief pause, Leo began to move as well.
He had to admit—holding Tangie felt incredibly comfortable. As he started thrusting in and out, her thighs and hips instinctively began to respond, far more actively than Erina or Tsunade ever had.
The sensation of her muscles moving was intensely stimulating.
And the most amazing part was this: Leo could feel everything clearly. The warm, tight pressure was as strong as ever—but no matter how hard he went, no matter how much force he used, there was a strange sense of "dullness."
That's right.
Tangie's poison.
Leo had already noticed it before—her poison was fascinating. His senses weren't impaired, yet it still felt as if something was separating him from the stimulation.
And when her poison came into contact with his Black Rock Dragon Sword, it produced an even stranger reaction.
He could enjoy the numb, tingling sensation, Tangie's excellent channel, and her beautifully trained body—yet at the same time, the increasingly intense stimulation brought on by his accelerating movements was somehow kept at bay.
Even when he attacked with full force, he didn't reach the point of release.
The nerves responsible for that function had gone numb.
The firing mechanism was temporarily paralyzed.
This was far better than he had expected—better even than anesthesia. Anesthetic might extend endurance, but it dulled pleasure significantly.
Tangie's poison didn't have that problem at all.
Leo launched a relentless assault, his movements slamming into Tangie's strong legs, producing strange, wet sounds.
Tangie's voice began to tremble, taking on a sobbing tone.
"Wait… you bastard… you bastard!"
To Tangie, it felt like facing Galina's attacks again. Back then, when Galina was on the brink of death, her storm-like assault had left Tangie overwhelmed and aching all over.
But Leo's attack was even worse.
Pain was something Tangie had long grown used to.
This overwhelming, continuous pleasure, however, was something she had never experienced before.
Leo slammed hard against her firm, well-trained hips. Those resilient, elastic muscles shook violently, as if unsure whether to flee or to welcome him.
But Tangie knew one thing clearly.
She couldn't hold on anymore.
A violent surge of sensation and an urgent pressure overwhelmed her mind. She felt a rush of heat spread through her body. Overwhelmed by shame, she shut her eyes tight, throwing her head back as the intense wave crashed over her.
Leo felt her channel clench and tremble tightly around him. At the same time, a new liquid appeared.
This one was far stronger.
It burned.
"Even more concentrated poison?"
Leo glanced at his Seven Days to Die status panel and saw that his health value had indeed shifted slightly. He chuckled and continued his assault.
He was stuck just short of the peak.
That was why he was impatient.
"Don't… don't!"
Tangie, who had just barely recovered a little, tried to escape by twisting her hips. But Leo—one hand gripping her powerful thigh, the other holding her full chest—showed no mercy.
As she struggled in his grasp, he thrust hard again, making her body convulse violently.
Tangie, who hadn't yet fully fallen from the peak, was dragged straight back to the summit. Her heart began pounding wildly again as she endured a strange, hollow pain alongside an even fiercer, more intense pleasure.
Finally, when Tangie reached her climax for the third time, Leo could no longer hold back.
He filled her lower abdomen with his life essence.
Tangie felt the warm liquid pouring inside her, that strange sensation of heat and fullness leaving her completely at a loss. But after reaching her limit three times already, her exhausted body could only manage broken moans—"ah," "ha"—unable to move anything except trembling limbs.
"That's a lot… though it's obvious not all of it is mine."
Leo gently pressed on Tangie's lower abdomen. Watching the thick white liquid slowly flow out and cling to the dense black hair, a deep sense of satisfaction rose within him.
But immediately after, exhaustion washed over him as well.
Despite still being energetic below, his body was clearly fatigued. His waist was already sore.
"So this is what happens… poison makes you insanely durable, but your stamina can't keep up."
He gently squeezed Tangie's chest. The fullness made him want to keep going—but seeing her still dazed expression and the mess below, thick and sticky beyond reason, he sighed softly and didn't touch her trembling core again.
Tangie had been completely overwhelmed by him.
But there was nothing to be done—it was her own poison that caused this. Otherwise, how could his stamina and endurance possibly compete with a street fighter's?
By all rights, he should have been the one crushed by her superior physical strength and resilience.
"Doing it in the mouth on the first time really is too insulting."
Leo glanced at Tangie's lips while rinsing his weapon with clean water, his eyes roaming over her body.
Just looking at her fit, balanced physique made desire stir again—but…
"And if I used Tangie's mouth, her jaw would probably dislocate."
Leo hadn't forgotten—he was this strong because of Tangie's poison. If he exposed himself to it again, things would only become harder to manage.
So his gaze shifted to her chest and her full hips.
"Forget it. I'll spare you for now."
He gave Tangie's backside a light slap and decided to get some sleep first.
But that slap woke Tangie up.
The moment she heard him say he'd "spare" her, her stubborn nature flared instantly.
"Say that again… who are you sparing?"
She shakily propped herself up, glaring at Leo with fierce eyes.
"Believe it or not, I'll drain you dry!"
She sounded vicious, but her trembling body carried no real threat. Leo simply patted her back and moved to pull her into his arms to sleep.
"You're already full of me, Tangie. And you're exhausted too—your legs are still shaking."
"Shut up! I'll show you who's in charge! Even if this won't work anymore, I've got other tricks! Don't think I can't handle you!"
Tangie snarled, swatting his hand away—and then grabbed his weapon and bit down on it.
Leo, feeling the poison again:
"..."
This woman…
Why was she this stubborn?