Chapter 393: Little Gifts

Both of them woke up slowly, their naked bodies still intimately entangled on the ruined bed—sweat-slick skin pressed close, remnants of the previous wild nights scattered everywhere in displaced flower petals, twisted sheets soaked with their mixed juices, and the heavy scent of raw sex lingering thick in the air.

Leon’s massive cock remained half-hard and buried deep inside her well-fucked pussy even in sleep, her walls gently clenching around him possessively. Seraphine stirred first, a soft, needy whimper escaping her lips as she felt him twitch and thicken inside her again.

After lying together for a long, peaceful while—simply holding each other close, savoring the scorching warmth of bare skin against skin, lazy kisses and soft caresses—they eventually decided to clean up with a shared bath.

Though "bath" was far too innocent a word for the filthy things that happened in the steaming water.

In the large, elemental-heated tub filled with fragrant warm water, Seraphine dropped to her knees eagerly, her soft, full lips wrapping tight around his throbbing monster cock. She sucked with desperate determination—tongue swirling hungrily along the veiny shaft, cheeks hollowing as she bobbed deep.

Glrk~ glrk~ glrk~

Slrrrp~

I’ll drain every last drop from him... make him beg...

Saliva dripped down her chin, mixing with the water as she took him deeper, gag reflex fluttering, but her eyes burning with fierce resolve. She wanted to overwhelm him, to make his endless stamina finally crack.

But it was futile—his body recovered instantly, he had too much stamina, cock only growing harder and thicker in her hot, wet mouth, precum leaking steadily onto her tongue like an endless feast.

In the end, Leon turned the tables completely. With a low, predatory growl, he pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the bath’s smooth edge. Her hands gripped the rim as he slammed his massive cock back into her dripping, aching pussy from behind.

Thwump~

Shhlk~ shhlk~ shhlk~

He fucked her hard and relentless—hips snapping with brutal force, water splashing wildly around them as his heavy balls slapped wetly against her swollen clit.

Splaaash~ Splaaash~

Thwack~ Thwack~ Thwack~

Seraphine’s cries echoed off the ice walls—raw, hoarse screams of his name as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her sensitive body. He pounded her through each peak, careful not to push so far that she’d black out from the overwhelming pleasure, but close enough that her vision blurred and her legs turned to jelly.

"Ahhh—Leon—fuck—yes—!"

Her thighs trembled uncontrollably, pussy gushing hot around his pistoning shaft, walls spasming wildly as she came again and again.

He held her hips firm, growling filthy praise into her ear until she was a sobbing, quivering mess—voice completely hoarse from screaming, body limp and sated.

Only then did he slow, pulling out with a wet pop and gathering her trembling form into his arms, kissing her forehead tenderly as the water settled around them.

Clean, exhausted, and utterly satisfied, they finally dressed—though the hungry looks they shared promised the fire between them was far from extinguished.

But for now, things had ended here.

Now they sat together having breakfast—both dressed nicely in clean clothes, though Seraphine moved slightly gingerly in her seat. The meal was simple but satisfying: fresh fruit, bread, and some leftover meat from the previous evening.

Leon took a drink of water and asked casually:

"How much longer were you planning to continue training here before returning to the outside world?"

Seraphine swallowed her bite of bread before answering, her expression becoming focused and determined:

"I’m really close to reaching Level 3 mastery in my Lightning Aura. It would probably take me a couple more years of dedicated practice at my current rate, but the breakthrough is definitely in sight now."

She met his eyes with conviction.

"So I’d like to remain here until I achieve that milestone. It feels important—like crossing a threshold I can’t ignore."

Leon listened to her calmly, processing the timeframe.

A couple more years in here means only a couple more days in the outside world, given the time dilation. That’s entirely manageable.

He’d initially considered offering her the Tome of Eternal Practice to dramatically accelerate her progress. However, even with his nearly two thousand Intelligence stat and his extraordinarily high-ranked Divinordial race, the severe mental toll of using that artifact had been dangerously intense.

I genuinely felt like I was going insane toward the end. Completely losing touch with reality.

And that assessment came after he’d used it excessively—more than thirty separate times as soon as the cooldown period expired each cycle.

I pushed far beyond reasonable limits. But even a single time use would be extremely risky for her.

Seraphine’s Intelligence stat was simply too low currently to safely handle that kind of mental strain without catastrophic consequences.

Leon vividly remembered the terrifying result of a previous mistake—when he’d attempted using an advanced technique given to him by a higher being without possessing proper foundational knowledge or adequate mental fortification.

My mind was nearly obliterated completely. Shattered into fragments. I only survived through sheer miraculous luck.

He would never, ever risk putting Seraphine through anything remotely similar.

Not a chance. I’d rather she progress slowly and safely than risk permanent damage.

"Alright," Leon agreed easily. "You can remain here training until you successfully reach Level 3 Lightning Aura mastery."

But then his voice dropped lower, becoming distinctly sultry with promise:

"However, I will be paying you regular visits from time to time. Frequently."

Seraphine had just been intimate with him during the bath barely an hour ago. She felt moderately tired even with her regeneration ring actively helping restore her stamina.

He exhausted me completely...

But Leon’s suggestive words and tone made her pussy clench involuntarily with renewed excitement, heat flooding through her core despite her fatigue.

Throb~

Already? How is my body already responding again?

Leon also added with a mysterious smile:

"You’re going to be genuinely surprised when I bring you back into the real world eventually. Things have... changed significantly. It’s better if you focus on getting considerably stronger right now while you have this opportunity."

Seraphine nodded in agreement, her curiosity immediately piqued by his cryptic statement.

What surprise? What happened out there?

She felt even more intensely fired up and motivated to reach Level 3 Aura mastery as quickly as possible now.

His unexpected visit has completely reinvigorated my determination.

"Oh, Seraphine—I also have a gift for you."

Leon’s tone was casual, almost offhand.

With just a focused thought, he retrieved high-level monster cores from his inventory—more than nine hundred of them materializing simultaneously in a massive, glowing pile.

They were simmering right in front of her eyes.

The sheer quantity was staggering.

Seraphine’s eyes widened dramatically in absolute shock. She immediately stood up from her seat, her chair scraping loudly backward as she felt the overwhelming concentration of raw energy radiating from every single core he’d just casually produced.

She gasped, staring at the cores.

Her voice came out shaky and disbelieving:

"L-Leon! Where did you possibly get all of these?! These cores are extremely high level—some of them feel like they came from Master or even Ascendant-rank creatures!"

She shook her head in denial.

"I can’t possibly accept all of this! It’s too much!"

Leon looked at her with a gentle, reassuring smile.

"Don’t worry too much about it, Seraphine. This quantity is honestly nothing compared to what I now have access to."

His tone was completely sincere, not boastful.

"When you eventually exit this dimensional space and return to the real world, you’ll see for yourself exactly how I obtained these cores. The full context will make sense then."

He gestured at the massive pile.

"Also, you absolutely have to take them. They’re of minimal use to me personally anymore—I’m already at Ascendant rank now, remember? The stat gains from these would be marginal at best for my current level."

His expression became more serious, almost commanding.

"You need to catch up in power. So use them."

Seraphine heard his explanation and slowly nodded, accepting the cores despite her continued shock. She carefully stored them in her own spatial storage, though it took several transfers given the quantity.

Then his casual mention of his rank fully registered in her mind.

He’s already Ascendant? Already?!

She gulped slightly, processing the implications.

He was devastatingly strong when he was only at Apprentice rank—barely starting his journey. I can’t even begin to imagine how powerful he might be right now at Ascendant.

Her earlier question about where he’d obtained the cores suddenly felt foolish in retrospect.

He clearly slaughtered all these monsters himself. Hundreds of them. And these aren’t weak creatures.

After a moment of internal deliberation, Seraphine asked hesitantly:

"Would it be acceptable if I shared some of these cores with Loriel? We’ve become genuinely close during all this time training together. I fully trust her now as a true companion."

Leon considered briefly, then replied with clear parameters:

"You can share cores with her—but only when they stop being effective for your own advancement. You’ll eventually reach a threshold where these particular cores provide diminishing returns and don’t contribute meaningfully to your growth anymore."

His tone became emphatic, leaving no room for argument:

"My absolute main priority is you, Seraphine. You come before everyone else. Always."

His words made her heart throb in excitement.

I love him so much

Then his expression softened slightly as he continued:

"But don’t worry about resource distribution long-term. Soon, I’ll be systematically leveling up our entire dimensional population—everyone who’s taken refuge here. I have plans for comprehensive advancement."

He reached across the table and took her hand firmly.

"So for now, focus entirely on yourself. Become as strong as you possibly can. That’s what I need from you."

Seraphine felt warmth spreading through her chest at his words—the clear priority he placed on her wellbeing, combined with his consideration for the others.

He’s always thinking ahead. Always protecting everyone.

She squeezed his hand back, nodding with renewed determination burning in her eyes.

"I will. I promise I’ll reach Level 3 Lightning Aura. And I’ll become strong enough to fight beside you properly."

Her voice carried absolute conviction.

Leon smiled at her fierce expression, proud of her resolve.