End Of Semester (XXI)

"Mhm..."

I stretched my legs, letting out a satisfied sound as my muscles loosened up.

"So this is what you meant by spending 24 hours together?" I asked, this time stretching my arms instead.

In front of me, Eleonora stood with a wry smile, her form-fitting latex suit hugging her curves. The glossy material reflected the dim light, emphasizing the way it clung to her body.

She adjusted the collar, deliberately leaving her cleavage exposed.

"Well... training is a way to pass the time, isn't it?" she said smoothly, tilting her head.

Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, she licked her lips.

"Or were you hoping for... a sweatier kind of training?" Her voice came out seductively as she looked at me suggestively.

I met her eyes.

"Either one is fine."

A small smirk tugged at her lips, but I wasn't just saying that.

I did want to get stronger.