32: Down On All Fours

Lilian's POV.

Leon scoffed, “This is what a lot of horror movies does to you. The next thing you'll tell me is how my room is haunted right? Man, get the hell out of here,” Leon finished, chuckling right after.

I heard Cole hit Leon playfully, “Okay, don't believe me. But when your room actually gets haunted, don't say you didn't get the signs.”

“Okay, Cole the wizard,” Leon teased as Cole stormed out of the room.

When the door slammed shut, I rolled out of the bed, my chest heaving as I crawled up to a sitting position. Leon joined me on the floor, wrapping his hands around me, “baby, what happened?”

“I felt something crawl up my leg. You know I'm scared of the dark so I lost control,” I explained, still in shock from the crawling feeling.

Leon's arms around my body grew tighter, the warmth emanating from him making me feel safe.

“I'm so sorry you had to stay somewhere uncomfortable. I promise it'll never happen again.”

I exhaled deeply, pulling away from his arms–enough to look at his face.

“Leon…what just happened was a close call. What if something like this happens again?” I asked, unable to hide the fear of us being caught.

He cupped my face, “Nothing happened princess. He didn't catch us. Plus, he'd only come for me to help him. If you weren't here, he'd have still shown up at this time. You don't have to be scared,” he assured me.

I pursed my lips, “Sure we can keep having sex in this house until the six days are over? Our parents would be returning soon, remember?”

“I do. I do. If you'd like us to spend the remaining days outside, we can make arrangements for that. Though, it would be suspicious if we both disappear,” Leon pointed out.

Yeah, he was right.

It wasn't like the other attempts to spend time outside ever succeeded. So it was best we just kept it here.

“Maybe we can be sneakier,” I suggested, making Leon smirk.

“That sounds hot,” he muttered, lifting me to straddle him.

My hands cupped his face while his hands stayed under my thighs, squeezing me softly. We hugged each other, staying in that position for a while before Leon finally rose up with me in his arms.

He walked over to my room, gently dropping me in bed. He kissed my forehead, and my cheek, smiling at me, “Sleep well princess. We'd talk tomorrow.”

It didn't take long for me to sleep after he left.

The next morning, I woke up feeling sore in both holes. My body thrummed with heat as the feeling of Leon ramming himself into me came to mind. But asides the after effect and blushing on my cheeks, my joints ached badly.

I'd not exercised in a while so I assumed that it must have been the results of procrastinating workouts. So I planned to do that first before doing anything else this morning. I quickly had my bath, throwing on some leggings and a tube bra.

I slipped a pink hairband around my hair as I felt too lazy to style it in a ponytail. After that, I stepped out of my room, heading for the small workout set up we had downstairs.

Cole was in the sitting room, engrossed with his laptop and headphones. Leon on the other hand, was nowhere to be found. Perhaps, he wss yet to wake up. I took turns in the passageway downstairs, heading for the workout space.

But when I reached there, I froze at the door. Leon was already there and he was lifting weights. The black singlet he was wearing clung to his skin, his muscles flexing and extending as he grunted with every lift.

His dark hair fell over his face and his icy blue eyes glistened with so much focus. He looked really hot and I couldn't help myself from picturing sex in here.

“We're already in sync? Amazing,” Leon said, snapping me out my thoughts.

“I know right?” I smiled, walking into the space.

He rose from his chair, picking up the towel on his chair as he wiped his face.

“So what do you have in mind?”

“A few stretches and that's it,” I shrugged.

He nodded, gesturing towards the yoga mat, “Alright then. I need a break from lifting weights so I might as well join you.”

We both walked to the right side of the room where the mats were rolled and kept at the edge. Leon pulled out the red one while I picked the red one.

We spread it, staring at our reflections as the yoga mat section has mirrors. According to Cole, it was supposed to help you see your mistakes. We started with the kneeling position, stretching our hands above our heads as far as possible.

I took calculated breaths, inhaling while my arm was above my hesd and exhaling when I lowered it. As I repeated this, I heard cracks in my shoulders. Leon knew the routine so I didn't have to teach him anything.

We were supposed to close our eyes but we kept them open as we stared at our reflections, occasionally glancing at each other through the mirror.

I lifted my hands above my head again, my boobs pressing against each other. My eyes glanced over to Leon and I caught him staring at my boobs before looking away.

“Let's change position,” Leon suggested, and even though he was referring to the exercise, my mind diverted elsewhere.

“Get a grip Lilian!” My innervoice reprimanded.

“Sure, what's the next one?” I asked, ignoring the thoughts that crept into my mind.

“Downward facing dog. I think it helps better with the stretches,” Leon suggested.

“Umm, I easily lose balance on that,” I explained, recalling how I'd slipped and fell because I widened myself too much.

Leon smirked, “That's because you didn't know how to do it. I'll show you how.”

And with that, he crossed to my mat with one step.

“First, go down on all fours.”