I slowly bend low until my knees threaten to buckle. She keeps a ruler fixed to my kneecaps to make sure that they are straight while I bend, which makes things all the more worse. There were times in which the ruinous shaking of my breaking legs tempted me to tip back with the weight. Good god, what is this thing made out of? Did she forget to switch out the one she uses?
She narrows her eyes. "No chickening out, up you go."
The things I do to have good sex.
I breathed in and as I breathed out, I proceeded to somehow, slowly but surely lift the bar back up. By this point, my arms were on the very urge of rebelling so I set the bar back on the rest and leaned against the machine for a breather.
"Congratulations, now do 19 more."
What have I done…?
Grayfia
Things were not looking too good on this front, Sirzechs was running out of options on how to annul the arrangement without making it look like blatant favoritism. At times like these, Grayfia can only sigh in sheet disparity. Both Rias and her husband were much alike, in terms of them being quite off sighted when angry.
Thankfully he didn't show much in front of Millicas. But that's nothing to say of when they were usually alone. Like other times, even now. His words are calm while being laced with a small trepid frustration and anger.
She had watched Sirzechs eye the same coffee set on the table for a while now, obviously very deep in thought. Grayfia sighed. "It'll be a pity if the coffee grows cold, it's your favourite after all."
"Naturally." Sirzechs answers. "I'm just not feeling too great these days. I'm running into corners and the time is drawing near."
Grayfia walks until she is behind Sirzechs, then slowly she cradles her arms and lets them roam around her husband's body. "Allow me to comfort you then." she says. However, her hands only reach the very edge of his shoulder before Sirzechs held a hand over it.
"Sorry Fia, I'm just not in the mood." Sirzechs said. Instead, he moves to pick up the mug of coffee in the set and down it all in one sip before placing it back. "Instead, do you think you could get more of this coffee by tomorrow?"
Grayfia held her tongue for a moment, but eventually bowed. "Of course."
Sirzechs left the room and headed back towards the study, where he had been reading up on every rule and regulation on the engagement contract for the past week. Rias obviously didn't know how much this affected him, probably more than Rias herself since Sirzechs is putting more effort into stopping this than her.
As she stood alone in the room, Grayfia couldn't help but glance down at her own body. Covered by the garments made for servants. She knew it wasn't particularly all his fault, Sirzechs was often just stressed, but she grasped at her curves, she couldn't help but wonder if he didn't find her as appealing anymore.
It was a lingering thought. Amusement within an empty room.
The next to bear her sight was the coffee set, and the coffee beans that came with it. Sirzechs asked for more of it, maybe the coffee was some parts relaxing for him. She needed to get it by tomorrow, so paying a visit to the café seemed necessary.
If she could be honest, after the week she had, she might just get some herself.
. Kusora .
All of those gym nuts are fucking maniacs.
It's like they were intentionally hurting themselves, like going there to willingly get spanked. I wasn't going to deny the effects though, I can feel my breathing becoming clearer, although that may just be because I coughed out a lung at some point, so the other half has the better, most of the extra space.
The very fact that I was participating in Phys-Ed today of all days was just like a gut punch from whatever deity helped me survive Koneko's training. And yes…she didn't bother to switch out the weights she was using when I gave squats a try. The same for deadlifts. And lets not forget about the fucking pushups.
But then again, the results may not be staggering night and day, but they were there. Despite hurting my neck a bit, and barely being able to pick up a plastic bag when I reached home last night, I wasn't tired at all coming to school today. Something's improved, not enough for me not to effectively collapse after a threesome with supernaturals however.
After the better half of an hour doing this, the teacher ends class early and all we have to do is wonder about until both this period and the break afterwards is finished. I was planning on relaxing on the grass field near to where the track team often runs. That is until Aika showed up and promptly demonstrated how no plan survives contact with the enemy.
"Are you up?" she asks.
I open one eye to see her staring down at me blocking the sun. "Unfortunately, I am. Fortunately at least it was you who woke me up, It could've been a guy, then I would have really been pissed." Not really, I wouldn't care in the slightest. Just making conversation.
"Aren't I amazing?" Aika teases.
"Mid."
"Ouch." she comments. "You wound me…" Aika promptly smiles after saying this so I know most of what she says is a joke. Most. She doesn't lie during sex.
"Anyway…do you wanna head to the shed with me?" she asks.