After talking a lot it was time to go to sleep. Tiredness had won them over. They made camp in the middle of the dining room and without further ado, snoring began to come from guests at an impromptu sleepover.
Leen locked the door and finished changing. She was looking at Ross who was taking off his clothes. Her gaze became penetrating and Ross turned around after hearing Leen's angry voice.
He moved closer to her and touched her cheek, caressing it gently, and then he slid his fingertips over hers lips.
-You should reassure yourself, I'm here just for you.-
Tears overflowed and the idea came to her head. Tonight, to shake off her anger and frustration, she wanted to be loved by Ross.
Leen grabbed him by his clothes and closed his eyes.
-I don't want you to leave me alone-
Ross presses his lips to her neck.
-What a delicious smell, it's so sweet that I want to eat you- he began devouring Leen's lips
Finally, a tongue broke into the gap between her teeth. When they intertwined, they assumed the night was just beginning.
There was no escape. At first Ross was kind enough to explore Leen's patience, but she realized that she was really going to be eaten by a beast and gave up resisting her.
-How far can I touch so that you stop provoking me? - The kiss is intense again.
A hand reached, under Leen's pajamas, stroked her thigh, and there were muffled moans. Just that vast for their voices to be lost.
"... Hmm ... Huh"
- Don't stop ... Please ... oh! -
-Sorry, I'm not good since this will be my first time ... in case you don't remember, the previous time doesn't count because I was drunk ...-
-Shhh ... idiot-
Leen deftly unbuttoned Ross's pants with one hand, and he rushed them off. The kisses came and went
-Hmm ... no ... mmm, ah, ah, ah-
Leen was good at capturing pleasure and guiding Ross on the right path.
Finally, the clothes were forcibly removed, leaving nothing behind.
Ross's body reflected scars from his training and battles. His scratches were various. Leen could now see them clearly in the dark, moonlit room. To Ross they were proof of survival and he considered them his trophies.
-Ross, relax, trust me-
Kisses on the clavicle, neck, chest ... with their lips they try to get to know each other more thoroughly and, they realize that his bodies are one.
-Yeah ... oh, hmm ... ha-
-I'm happy ... I want more ... I want you to be just mine-
-I'm yours-
The words they professed were proof of their trust and love.
That night was a full moon and the stars were shining brighter.
**
The only ones in the car with a stupid smile were Leen and Ross. The discomfort started early in the morning, when Ross was making breakfast and every so often he would stop to hug and kiss Leen, who was helping him set the table.
The pampering made them nervous and there was no shortage of false coughs to cut the romantic atmosphere. It seemed that the problem of the previous day had disappeared and in its place they only left a couple of lovebirds very much in love.
Upon arriving at work, the situation was somewhat strange. The employees looked curiously at the couple who did not let go of their hands and seemed to be in the ninth cloud, while their group preferred to separate, almost fleeing from them as soon as they entered the building.
The day was beginning and in half an hour they had to talk to Rocket. Brad looked at them sadly and began to get depressed. Today it was a week since his girlfriend left him and his family threw him out on the streets. He put his head on the desk and began to cry.
Leen comforted him while Ross went to get him food. He knew that a person in that state if he did not eat, would end up being a pig if they left him to his fate, so he chose to help his new friend and secretary.
They didn't want the anxiety and anguish to make Brad unrecognizable for eating like a bottomless barrel, so Ross proposed to exercise to end his overweight and in the process teach him to control his aura.
Brad agreed only because Ross told him that it was possible to learn if he put in some will and effort, although he warned him that he would hurt at first. Last night, he was fascinated by his boss's ability to create weapons with only mana and wanted to do the same.
Arthur would join them because he was a fan of action movies and also because he wanted to see Ross sweep the floor with Brad. He planned to take his camera to capture the moment of torture. His evil had no limits like his sister and they both enjoyed seeing those who deserve it suffer, with all that against, poor Brad ended up being the perfect target.
Rocket received them. They had little time but they were able to present the dilemma that afflicted them since yesterday. She was shocked trying to locate her ideas. She now she was sure that she had gotten into a terrible predicament without solution.
Fortunately and to her surprise, Mom had sent a message a few days ago. Rocket told him about her new discovery, and Mom seemed more intrigued. She was very interested in meeting Ross and Leen, so much so that she hurried off to return to the mainland before three months.
Or so Rocket believed. Mom had other unfinished business that forced her to come back, but she wouldn't tell anyone but her apprentice. A new enemy was approaching and with each step he took, Ross began to feel that something great was coming, so much so that they had to prepare.
The week flew by and Friday arrived. The doors ended up closing for today. All employees according to their section were called to their respective amphitheaters to be updated on the stellar resonance.
On the side of the fairy godmothers, most cried and feared the worst. There were those who fainted, others who suffered panic attacks and had to be assisted, there were also those who shouted threatening their superiors. Pryor and Adys didn't know where to put their faces. They are ashamed to witness such childish and degrading behavior. They prayed that the other groups were not in a worse condition than they were.
On the other hand, the groups in charge of Leen and Ross were about to collapse of nerves. They were presented with the worst possible scenario and nobody wanted to be part of a massacre. The regrets, criticisms and insults were not long in coming, to the point that Leen, tiredly silenced them by releasing her aura, but the matter would not end there.
The complaint of how to defend themselves gnaws at their heads. They had seen the new advertisements issued by the triad on Thursday. Many laughed when they did not understand why the sale of magic weapons for personal defense suddenly became a business.
The triads published an advertisement that implied that this was probably the new paradigm of future sales, inviting the fairies to test the weapons in order to find the faults and make the necessary improvements.
What they weren't sure about in the triads was whether it would actually work as it should since they hadn't seen the deployment of a magical defense weapon for more than three centuries. They did not know how they really were, since the files of how they were created and how they were used was lost a long time ago and who knows where it ended up.
Everyone was frustrated to realize that if the time came, they would not be able to afford such expensive-looking weapons. They also did not know how to defend themselves against enemies.
Terrence Guillen, a logistics fairy, furious at Leen's words, took the stage to reprimand her. He grabbed her arm and she pushed him away. Ross came out to defend her and hit him. Terrence took one of the microphone rods and when he was about to hit Ross, he stopped him with a sword made from his own mana and cut the rod in half. He immediately turned the sword into a whip to knock Terrence down.
Everyone was dumbfounded. It was the first time they had seen such a thing and they wondered who the hell Ross was.
-Apparently in this room there are only cowards and whiners. Ah ... they don't leave me a choice, I'll have to teach them to respect us too-
A ghoulish smile on Ross's face made the atmosphere freeze. They felt that they had awakened the devil himself.