Modern Weapons Cheat in Fantasy World-Chapter 45: You Should Know

"Now that we are couple," Marcus said. "That means I don’t have to return to the inn. I can sleep here with you."

"Eh..." Elaina was surprised to hear that. Well, she didn’t expect it. Everything happened so fast but this was her fault too. She suggested marriage and Marcus bit back.

And it’s only natural for a couple to stay on one roof but again, this is too sudden. She hasn’t made any preparations.

"Uhm, my bed is small, I don’t think we will fit together," she replied.

Marcus laughed, as she actually considered sleeping with him. Well, everything that happened, this is just normal.

"Let me see the bedroom of my wife," Marcus teased.

Elaina hesitated for a second, still flustered, but she turned anyway.

"It’s upstairs," she said.

Marcus stood up without hesitation.

"Lead the way."

She walked ahead, her steps slightly slower than before, like she was still thinking about what was happening. Marcus followed behind her, his eyes naturally observing the interior as they moved.

The stairs creaked lightly as they went up to the second floor.

When they reached the top, Elaina stopped in front of a wooden door.

She paused.

Just for a moment.

Then she opened it.

"This is my room."

Marcus stepped inside.

The first thing he noticed was the space.

It was larger than he expected.

Not overly big, but enough to move around comfortably without feeling cramped. A window on the far side of the room let in the faint light from outside, giving a clear view of the city. From here, the lanterns along the streets looked like small points of light scattered across the dark.

It was quiet and looked peaceful.

Then he noticed the rest.

The room was... very her. It was clean and very organized. Everything had its place.

A small desk near the window, neatly arranged with papers and a few books stacked properly. A shelf with folded clothes and small personal items. And the scent, it smelled good, like floral scent.

Marcus walked a few steps further in.

"You keep this place really clean," he said.

Elaina shifted slightly behind him.

"I like things organized," she replied. "It helps me think."

Marcus nodded.

"Yeah. I can see that."

His eyes moved to the bed.

It was smaller than the room suggested.

Enough for one person to sleep comfortably. But two? That would be tight.

He glanced back at her.

"You weren’t kidding about the bed."

Elaina looked away slightly.

"I told you."

Marcus walked closer to it and lightly pressed a hand against the mattress, testing it.

"We’ll fit," he said casually.

Elaina’s face turned red again.

"That’s not the point," she said quickly.

Marcus let out a small laugh.

"It kind of is."

Elaina crossed her arms lightly, trying to compose herself.

"You’re too relaxed about this."

Marcus looked around the room again, then back at her.

"It suits you," he said.

Elaina blinked.

"What?" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"Your room," Marcus clarified. "It fits you."

Her expression softened slightly.

"How?"

Marcus shrugged.

"Clean. Organized. Quiet. Beautiful...like you."

Elaina blushed again and then. "Moah~I’ll go take a bath first."

"Yeah you do that," Marcus said and watched as she excused herself.

He sat on the bed and grabbed the pillow she was using. And he took a sniff of it. It smelled so fucking good. Like he could bury his face into it and just stay there.

Marcus exhaled slowly and leaned back a bit, the pillow still in his hand.

He set the pillow back properly where it belonged, not messing up the neat arrangement she had. And then he waited for her to come back.

About five minutes later. She returned to her bedroom with a tower wrapped around her body from her chest to the upper part of her knee, showing her cleavage and her thighs.

Elaina noticed him staring at her and said. "What are you staring at?"

Marcus could feel his cock stiffening again. He remembered their sex earlier, on how amazing it felt. He couldn’t hold himself again.

He stood up slowly from the bed, his gaze locked on the way the towel clung to her curves.

"What am I staring at?" Marcus repeated her words, stepping closer until the heat radiating off her body brushed against him like a promise. He reached out, fingers grazing the edge of the towel at her hip, feeling the rough weave against her soft skin.

"You, standing there like that. All wet and wrapped up like a present I already unwrapped once today."

Elaina’s cheeks flushed deeper, but she didn’t pull away, her breath quickening as his thumb traced a slow circle over the exposed skin of her thigh.

"We... we just did it," she murmured, her voice breathy, eyes flicking down to the growing bulge in his pants. Her thighs pressed together instinctively, a subtle shift that made the towel ride up an inch, revealing more of her inner thighs.

Marcus didn’t hesitate. His hands hooked under her ass, gripping the firm cheeks through the towel, and he lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist on instinct. She let out a surprised yelp, her arms looping around his neck, breasts pressing soft and heavy against his chest as he carried her toward the bed.

The floorboards creaked under his boots with each step, her wet hair dripping cool trails down his neck, sending a shiver straight to his groin.

He reached the bed in three strides and pushed her down onto the mattress, the springs groaning under her weight as she bounced lightly, the towel loosening around her chest. Her legs splayed open naturally, thighs parting to reveal the shadowed crease between them.

"I can’t hold back," Marcus growled, shrugging off his shirt in one fluid motion, the fabric whispering to the floor. His chest heaved, muscles taut, cock straining painfully against his pants as he loomed over her, hands planting on either side of her head.

The scent of her arousal sharpened, cutting through the room’s floral calm, making his mouth water. He leaned down, nose brushing her collarbone, inhaling deeply, the salty tang of her skin post-bath mingling with her natural musk.

Elaina propped herself up on her elbows, the towel slipping further to bare one breast.

"We just did it," she said, voice wavering, but her hips shifted upward toward him anyway, seeking friction. "You’re... you’re already hard again? Don’t you ever get tired?"

Marcus chuckled low, the sound rumbling from his chest as he unbuckled his belt, the metal clink echoing sharply in the quiet room. He shoved his pants down, kicking them aside, his thick cock springing free.

"This is usually how couples work," he said, crawling onto the bed, knees sinking into the mattress as he positioned himself between her thighs. He tugged the towel away completely, exposing her fully.

"We fuck every moment we can. Especially when my wife’s pussy looks this ready for round two."