Luo Xiya’s room.
Roman tilted his face to the side, raising his arm to shield his eyes.
“Master, are you still okay?”
Behind Roman, Elise bit the back of his neck, nuzzling his neck as she murmured.
“I don’t know…”
Roman fluttered his eyelashes, panting as he spoke.
“You really are amazing,”
Elise blinked her beautiful eyes, half surprised and half admiring, then leaned forward slightly to look at him, her cheeks flushed.
The two of them were currently positioned with Elise sitting against the headboard, while Roman sat on top of her.
This was the most comfortable and hassle-free position Elise had figured out.
Roman’s figure was naturally small and soft, while she was tall and graceful.
Roman sat in her lap, and she reached out to hold him steady; while doing so, she could bite Roman’s ears, lick his neck, and kiss his cheeks.
At the same time, this didn’t interfere with what she was doing.
“Master, shall I continue?”
Before Roman could answer, she had already started again.
As she smelled Roman’s hair fragrance, she occasionally sneaked a little treat while nibbling.
“Master, your hair smells so good, and the texture is so nice. Having such long hair must be hard to maintain, right?”
Elise pinched the silver strands of Roman’s hair that were spilled across the bedsheet, multitasking as she spoke.
“Don’t… talk to me.”
“Mm. It smells really nice—just like Miss’s fragrance. Have you always used Miss’s shampoo? I think mine might suit you well too.”
“Oh.”
That sigh came from Elise.
Looking down along Roman’s neck, she finally noticed how excellent his skin quality was—smooth, sleek, and flawless.
His bone structure was equally exquisite.
At first, the frail Roman only looked pale to Elise, but now, looking again, he was simply breathtaking.
“By the way, Master.”
Elise moved her legs and shifted closer to Roman’s ear.
“I haven’t been counting; what time is it now?”
Roman obviously couldn’t remember.
Dizzy as he was, he had completely lost any sense of numbers or time.
“Let me check… Hmm, time’s gone by so fast?”
Elise made a ‘wow’ expression.
“You really are sensitive. You can’t resist at all?”
“Mm.”
Although the other’s twisted logic sounded terrible, Roman had to admit she wasn’t wrong…
“Actually, I have another method that can help you get rid of your troubles even faster,” Elise said.
“What?”
Elise leaned close to Roman’s lips, her expression eager and playful as she whispered, “Just give me your Extra Mana.”
Those words sounded incredibly suggestive, and Roman immediately understood what she meant.
“I don’t agree. Just keep going.”
Roman didn’t give in as she might have expected; he still maintained his bottom line and refused.
Elise fell silent, then her expression cooled slightly, and her movements stopped accordingly.
One second passed, two seconds, five seconds…
“Hm?”
Roman tentatively made a soft hum.
It was a subtle way of asking Elise why she had stopped.
“My feet are tired, my legs are going numb.”
Of course, that was a lie.
As a Mid-rank Transcendent, such exertion wouldn’t make her feel tired, and numb feet were laughable—she was still highly stimulated.
She just felt it was time to add a blazing fire to this dry wood.
Roman had almost gotten used to the feeling of the stockings, but now that Elise had removed them, the sudden contact with air sent shivers through his entire body.
“Master, don’t you want to come see your masterpiece?”
Elise smiled.
Roman’s pure cheeks accidentally brushed against her, and he immediately hid in Elise’s arms, pleading, “No!”
“Why resist?” Elise purred, rubbing against him without any sense of wrong.
“Next, let me personally help you.”
Saying that, Elise picked up Roman and set him down again, then circled to face him, her expression devout.
“Not perfect enough…”
Elise looked as if she was disappointed in her subordinate’s incompetence.
Roman silently put down his swaying body, his face flushed and shy as he glared at Elise.
After a while, his expression grew wistful.
In the end, he had fallen to this point with Elise, thoroughly toyed with by her teasing, coercion, and charm.
“Is Master feeling guilty?”
By now, Elise was no longer shy.
She leaned in and kissed the corner of Roman’s lips, comforting him: “You haven’t betrayed anyone; the only one betrayed is me. And after all, we haven’t done anything truly out of line.”
Roman stared at Elise, wanting to ask if she thought what they just did wasn’t outrageous enough.
At that moment, a knock suddenly sounded at the door outside.
Both of them instantly widened their eyes.