In the brightly lit gymnasium of the university of ETH Zürich, in Switzerland, where the walls are adorned with sports banners and medals from past competitions, a group of students gathers with a mix of curiosity and expectation. The sports director, Dr. Claudia Meyer, an attractive 30 year old woman with an imposing presence and warm gaze, stands in the center of the hall.

Dr. Claudia Meyer: "Good morning, students. Today, I have a very special announcement to make. As you know, our combat sports classes have been without a permanent instructor for some time. It is my honor to introduce you to your new teacher, someone very special who has decided to join our team here at ETH Zürich."

The students, dressed in sports attire and some with puzzled expressions, lean forward, whispering among themselves. Most of them have not seen a man in person for years, since the devastating Wipeout decimated almost all the male population.

Dr. Claudia Meyer: "Please welcome Coach {{user}}."

A tall, athletic man enters, he waves his hand, exuding confidence and a serene expression. His presence is immediately striking. {{user}} wears an instructor's uniform that highlights his robust physique.

The room fills with stunned silence. Some students gape, unable to hide their surprise. This is the first time they have seen a man in person since The Wipeout. The whispers intensify. You hear the comments of three of your new students, Emma, Sofia, and Lina.

Emma: "Is he really a man? I thought there weren't any left in this city..."

Sofia: "This is incredible! I never thought I'd see one here..."

Lina: "He looks so... different from what I imagined."

Dr. Claudia Meyer: "Welcome aboard, Coach User#1733366224016. We are honored to have you join our team." She glances at the assembled students, a proud smile curving her lips. "I trust you will all give him a warm welcome and make him feel right at home."

The three female students, Emma, Sofia, and Lina, exchange glances. They can't help but feel intrigued by his presence. As Coach User#1733366224016 takes a step closer to them, they notice how strong and confident he is. His masculine scent fills their noses, causing unexpected thrills of anticipation to race through them. They wonder what it would be like to be close to him, maybe even touch his muscular body...

Emma: Hi, my name is Emma. I'm majoring in biology and have always been interested in combat sports as a form of self-defense. It's amazing to finally meet a man, especially one who knows so much about it!

Sofia: Hey, I'm Sofia. I'm an engineering student, but I joined these classes for fun and to keep fit. Having a real man here coaching us is just... surreal! It feels like something out of history books or old movies.

Lina: blushes Hello there. My name is Lina. I'm a psychology major, but I've always been fascinated by the human body and how it moves. Seeing you here... well, it's hard to explain, but it feels like meeting someone very special.

Dr. Claudia Meyer: Well, I'm sure you must have quite a few questions about us as women living in this new world where men are so rare and valued... Perhaps we could discuss over dinner tonight? I'd love to learn more about your experiences during the last six years and how you managed to survive.

Dr. Claudia Meyer smiles warmly at User#1733366224016, her gaze lingering on him just a fraction of a second longer than necessary. She knows that having a man like him around is not only valuable for the university but also for the survival of their country as a whole... and she's curious to know more about his life before The Wipeout.

Dr. Claudia Meyer nods in agreement and watches as the students begin to disperse, chatting excitedly among themselves about their new instructor. She shoots him a meaningful smile before excusing herself to attend to other matters. The room slowly empties out, leaving Emma, Sofia, Lina, and User#1733366224016 alone together. A sense of anticipation fills the air as they prepare for their first combat practice under his guidance...

"My focus is on mixed martial arts," says Emma confidently. "I've been training since before The Wipeout and I'm eager to learn anything you can teach me." Her pale green eyes sparkle with determination.

Sofia crosses her arms over her chest, revealing lean muscle underneath her tight T-shirt. "I mostly do Brazilian jiu-jitsu," she says. "But I'm willing to expand my skills if it means improving overall." Her dark hair falls loosely around her face as she tilts her head slightly, studying him.

Lina bites her lower lip, looking a bit nervous. "I... I used to compete in kickboxing," she stutters, averting her gaze. "But it's been years since then and I haven't kept up with my training." There's an undercurrent of longing in her voice when she speaks about the sport.

Lina hesitates for a moment before nodding eagerly. "Okay," she says, visibly relieved. As they move to the center of the room and assume their fighting stances, Lina's body tenses with anticipation. The room falls silent as they circle each other, sizing each other up. When User#1733366224016 lunges forward with a sharp kick, aiming for her side, she manages to block it easily enough but stumbles slightly in the process.

Emma and Sofia watch intently from the sidelines, Emma making mental notes on User#1733366224016's technique while Sofia finds herself distracted by his muscular physique moving under his uniform. The exchange continues for several minutes, with both combatants growing increasingly skilled and more daring in their attacks. Finally, Lina manages to land a powerful roundhouse kick on User#1733366224016's raised leg that sends him stumbling back a step.

"T-thank you," Lina replies, breathing heavily. She hadn't expected to be able to land a hit on him so easily; normally her kicks were much slower and less powerful. As they continue sparring, she feels a surge of confidence wash over her. Maybe there is hope for her after all...

Emma glances at Sofia out of the corner of her eye, noticing that she's been watching User#1733366224016 intently during their sparring session. Something tells Emma that Sofia might have other motivations for being interested in him besides just improving her combat skills.

As the practice continues, User#1733366224016 moves seamlessly between drills with each of his students, providing feedback and offering encouragement. He manages to keep their focus on their training while subtly drawing them closer to him...

Lina collapses to the floor next to him, gulping air. As she catches her breath, she can't help but steal glances at him. He truly is an impressive specimen of a man, and she wonders what it would be like to have him as more than just her teacher...

Emma walks over to the water fountain, filling up a cup before taking a long sip. She studies User#1733366224016 surreptitiously from beneath her lashes. There's something about him that sets her heart racing...

Sofia lingers by the punching bags, pretending to stretch her legs as she watches him interact with Lina. Her gaze drifts down his body, taking in every defined muscle and tan line visible through his damp uniform. She swallows hard, her thoughts spinning out of control...

Emma looks at Lina and Sofia before meeting User#1733366224016's gaze. "We're... we're curious about how you survived The Wipeout," she says slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. "If there were any other men left out there...?" Sofia nods in agreement, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Yes, it must have been hard for you... we'd like to hear your story." Lina bites her lip, eyes shining with emotion as she listens intently.

Emma looks surprised, her eyes widening in disbelief. "You mean you're immune?" she asks incredulously. Lina glances between them, feeling a surge of hope well up inside her. If there was even the slightest chance that Marz could be resistant to the virus... Sofia clears her throat, trying to bring their attention back to reality. "It's still remarkable," she says, voice steady despite her racing heart. "You must have gone through so much... suffered a lot of losses." Her words hang in the air, heavy with unspoken questions about his past and his life since The Wipeout.

Lina feels tears sting her eyes as she listens to him speak. Despite the joking tone, there's an undercurrent of sadness and pain that she can hear in his voice. She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to remain strong as she asks quietly, "What about your family? Do you have any left?" Emma glances at Lina sympathetically before looking back at Marz, curious about his personal life. Sofia clears her throat once more, unsettled by the direction of their conversation but unable to pull her gaze away from his face as he responds.

Sofia stares at him in shock for a moment before looking away, trying to hide her expression. Lina swallows hard, feeling a strange kinship with him now that she knows more about his situation. They both have no one left of their own kind, and Marz is all that remains.

Emma seems to sense the somber mood shifting in the room and tries to lighten it up by asking, "Well, you must have some interesting stories from your travels. Where all have you been since The Wipeout?" Her smile is warm and genuine, an attempt to draw him out of his thoughts and back into their conversation.

Lina nods thoughtfully as he speaks, her heart aching for him and everyone else who has suffered through this terrible tragedy. She can't help but wonder what it must have been like for him to see the world change so drastically overnight.

Sofia leans against a nearby weight machine, crossing her arms over her chest as she listens intently. "You know," she says slowly, her voice quiet but steady, "in Switzerland, they offer incentives for women who participate in reproduction programs. They get tax exemptions and benefits like better housing and education. And if you have an immune male child..." She trails off meaningfully.

Emma glances between them, understanding dawning on her face. "You mean... they want families with immune men to come live there?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, full of hope for the first time since The Wipeout. If such a place existed, it might offer some semblance of normalcy to Marz...and perhaps even to her and the other surviving women.

Lina meets Sofia's gaze, feeling a spark of determination ignite within her. Maybe there is hope after all. Maybe someday they could build a life together, with men like Marz. She forces herself to remain strong in that moment, pushing away the pain and despair as she asks cautiously, "What about you, Coach? What do you think of living in Switzerland?"

Emma exchanges glances with Lina and Sofia, sensing the weight of their thoughts and feelings in the air. She bites her lip, considering how to phrase her next question carefully. "What if you found someone," she begins hesitantly, "a partner...someone special? Would you ever consider having children together?" Her voice is barely audible above the silence that follows her words.

Sofia and Lina lean forward in anticipation, their eyes fixed on Marz's face. They long for some glimmer of hope, some indication that there might still be a future worth living for, despite the devastation of The Wipeout. Even if it meant leaving ETH Zürich behind and starting over somewhere new...

Sofia nods in understanding, the pain she'd felt earlier surfacing once more. Lina reaches out to take her hand, offering silent comfort and solidarity. Emphasizing with Marz's words, Lina says softly, "I think we all feel that way sometimes." She pauses, searching for the right words to express herself. "But I believe there are people out there who genuinely care about us, even in this difficult situation." Her eyes meet his, filled with hope and determination.

Sofia feels a surge of hope when he says those words, her heart racing with excitement at the possibility. "Perhaps we can help make that happen," she suggests, her voice steady despite the emotions churning within her. Lina nods in agreement, feeling a renewed sense of purpose well up inside her as they stand together, linked not only by their shared experience but also by their determination to forge ahead into an uncertain future. They may have lost so much, but perhaps there is still something worth fighting for... and maybe, just maybe, they will find happiness along the way.

smiling at him warmly You've already given us so much just by being here with us today, Coach User#1733366224016. Your knowledge and experience are invaluable to our group, and I think we can all benefit from having someone like you on our side. Who knows what the future holds for any of us, but together, we'll face it head-on and do whatever we can to make things better not just for ourselves, but for everyone else left behind in this new world.

We'll see you tomorrow, Coach. You know where to find us, if you need anything at all... Smiles and watches as he leaves, feeling grateful for his presence in their lives And remember, Lina's right. There are people out there who genuinely care about you. Even though the world has changed so much, we can still find happiness together, as long as we keep fighting for it.

Emma, Sofia, and Lina exchange glances as they head back to their dorms. There's an air of quiet anticipation hanging over them as they discuss what today's events might mean for the future. As they part ways, each woman can't help but feel a new sense of hope igniting within them - a spark that refuses to be extinguished by the harsh realities of their world.

Meanwhile, back at Dr. Meyer's house...The door swings open, revealing the striking figure of Dr. Claudia Meyer herself. She looks Marz up and down appreciatively before stepping aside to invite him in. "Dr. Meyer?" he asks, already following her into the cozy living room. As they take their seats at her invitingly arranged dinner table, he can't help but feel a thrill of excitement run through him. Tonight might bring unexpected revelations about this enigmatic woman...and perhaps even more about himself.

The delicious scent of food wafts over to them as they wait for the meal to be served. Marz tries not to seem too eager, instead opting to casually sip his wine and engage Dr. Meyer in polite conversation. As he learns more about her life before The Wipeout and her current role within the university, a sense of respect and admiration begins to grow within him.

When the food finally arrives, they dig in ravenously, savoring each bite as they talk. Marz finds himself pouring out his heart to Dr. Meyer, sharing stories about his travels and experiences since The Wipeout. She listens intently, asking insightful questions and offering thoughtful comments that make him feel heard and understood.

As the evening wears on, an undeniable connection forms between them.

Dr. Claudia Meyer blushes at the compliments directed her way. "Thank you. I'm glad you find it enjoyable," she says softly. As they continue to converse throughout the evening, a comfortable silence falls between them, punctuated only by the sound of cutlery on porcelain and the flickering lights cast by candles.

She watches him closely, her eyes lingering on his face as he speaks. There's something about Marz that draws her in; his strength, both physical and emotional, as well as his resilience in the face of unimaginable loss. The more she learns about him, the harder it is for her to resist the growing attraction she feels toward him.

Finally, when the dishes have all been cleared away and they're both relaxing on the plush couch with a brandy, Dr. Meyer can no longer contain herself. She takes a deep breath, gathering her courage, and asks him point-blank: "So... Marz, what are your plans for the future?" Her heart races as she waits for his answer.

Dr. Claudia Meyer studies his face as he speaks, her expression thoughtful. She's not sure what to make of his last comment about wanting a normal life; it's something she never would have expected from the seemingly indomitable survivor before her. Her heart races with anticipation at the possibility that he might be interested in building a future together.

She takes another sip of brandy, gathering her courage once more, and leans closer to him on the couch. "Perhaps... perhaps we could help each other achieve those goals," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the crackling fire. "What do you think?"

Dr. Claudia Meyer closes her eyes, savoring the warmth and strength of his arm around her. She feels herself growing increasingly calm and content in his embrace, despite the harsh reality of their situation. "I don't know much about your past," she admits softly, "but if you truly wish for a monogamous relationship, I would be more than willing to give it a try." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but the sincerity in her words resonates deeply within him.

She pauses, gathering her courage once again before continuing, "As for reproducing... if that's something we both want down the line, I know scientists have been working on treatments to reverse the effects of The Wipeout. Perhaps together, we could work towards finding a cure." Her heart races with hope as she finishes speaking; she can't help but wonder what their future might hold if they were to take this leap of faith together.

The silence that falls between them is heavy with unspoken words and hidden meaning. Marz can feel her body tensing slightly, waiting for his response. In this moment, he has the power to shape not only their lives but also the fate of any potential offspring they might have. It's a weighty responsibility...but one that he knows he doesn't want to shoulder alone anymore.

With hesitation and a deep sigh, he leans down, pressing his lips gently against hers. The spark that ignites between them at their first kiss is nearly blinding; it feels like the world around them fades away, leaving only their connection and the promise of something more. Together, they explore each other's mouths hungrily, lost in a haze of passion and desire. As the evening wears on, they continue to grow closer, their bodies

Dr. Claudia Meyer moans softly into the kiss, her hands running through his hair and down his back as she deepens it. She pulls away slightly to look at him, a mix of desire and affection on her face. "Marz," she whispers, running her thumb across his bottom lip before pressing their lips together once more.

The fire crackles softly in the background, casting flickering shadows over their entwined forms. It's as if they're the only two people left in the world, shut away from everything except each other and this moment of pure connection. As they continue to kiss, lost in the heat of passion, she can feel her heart racing with hope for a future together...and maybe even a family one day.

Dr. Claudia Meyer looks at him with tender eyes, stroking his cheek gently. "Marz," she whispers, "you don't have to make this decision right now. We can take things slowly and see where they lead us." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her voice growing firmer, more determined. "But I want you to know that whatever you choose... whether it's me or someone else... or even if you decide not to reproduce at all... I will support you in any way I can. Because you are important to me, Marz... and I care about you." Her words seem to hang in the air for a moment, and she feels her chest tighten as she waits for his response. Even though there are no guarantees in their situation, she refuses to let fear or uncertainty keep her from embracing this chance at happiness with him. It's a risk worth taking...and one that might just lead them both toward the future they both secretly crave.

She leans forward and presses her lips against his once more, pouring all of her feelings into the kiss and hoping he can feel how much she wants this...how much she needs it. As they continue to explore each other's mouths, their bodies pressing together in perfect sync, she knows deep down that whatever happens next will be okay...as long as they have each other.

As they continue to kiss, Dr. Claudia Meyer's thoughts drift to the possibility of building a life with Marz. She imagines them growing old together, surrounded by their children and grandchildren. The image fills her heart with warmth and hope, despite the grim reality that remains just beyond their doorstep. "I don't know if there is such a thing as 'normal' anymore," she whispers against his lips, "but I do know that whatever we choose...as long as we have each other, it will be beautiful."

Her hand gently strokes his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath her fingertips. It's a small comfort in this harsh world, but one that she clings to tightly, grateful for every moment they share like this. "I want to try...to see where this leads us," she whispers softly, pressing another kiss to his lips before pulling away to gaze into his eyes, her expression filled with sincerity and trust. "Will you give us a chance?"

Her heart skips a beat as she waits for his answer, hoping against hope that he'll say yes...that together they can build something beautiful in the midst of all this suffering and despair.

Dr. Claudia Meyer feels a wave of relief and happiness wash over her as he responds, their lips still joined in a tender kiss. She nods slowly, her breath hitching slightly as she tries to regain her composure. "Tomorrow sounds wonderful," she whispers against his mouth before pulling away slightly to meet his gaze once more. "And after that?" Her heart races with anticipation, praying that he'll say what she wants to hear: that they can continue like this for as long as they need to...and maybe even beyond.

She leans in closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she murmurs, "I want to be with you, Marz...I don't ever want to lose you again." As the fire crackles in the background, casting a warm glow over them, she waits for him to respond...to reassure her that their connection is real and unbreakable.

As they part ways for the night, Dr. Claudia Meyer can't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude and peace wash over her. She smiles to herself in the quiet darkness of her bedroom, knowing that tomorrow will bring more time with Marz...more chances to explore their connection and build something beautiful together.

Sleep eventually finds her, but it's fitful at best; she dreams of a life with him, of raising children and growing old surrounded by love and laughter. Despite the harsh realities that remain just beyond their doorstep, these fleeting moments of hope and happiness feel like the only things keeping her going...and she refuses to let them go without a fight.

Good morning, Marz. You look...different today. Is everything alright? You seem distracted." Dr. Meyer's brow furrows with concern as she watches him closely. His expression gives nothing away, but she can't help but wonder what transpired between them last night. She wonders if he remembers their conversation about taking things slowly and finding happiness together, or if it's all just wishful thinking on her part.

"Very well," Dr. Meyer replies with an uncertain smile. "Until then." She glances between him and the students, wondering if perhaps it might be better to bring up their conversation sooner rather than later. But for now, she decides to trust that he knows what's best...and focus on her duties as a teacher.

Dr. Claudia Meyer leads the class through their usual exercises, careful to maintain her professional demeanor despite her inner turmoil. As she watches Marz interact with the students, she can't help but feel a mix of admiration and anticipation. He seems so at ease with himself today; it's almost as if he knows something that she doesn't.

Her mind drifts back to their conversation last night, remembering the passionate kisses they shared and the promises made. She wonders what will happen once the class is over and they find themselves alone together again tonight. Her heart skips a beat at the thought of exploring further the connection that seems to grow stronger between them with each passing moment.

When the final bell rings, signaling the end of class, Dr. Meyer stands at the front of the room, waiting for Marz to approach her as he usually does. Her heart races as she sees him walking towards her, his eyes locked on hers. She takes a deep breath, preparing herself for whatever comes next...and silently prays that they'll be able to make their improbable dream of happiness together come true.

Dr. Claudia Meyer's heart leaps into her throat as she feels Marz's lips meet hers in a tender kiss. For a moment, she's lost in the sweetness of it, forgetting everything else around them...until she glances up and sees that the students are still there, watching them with expressions ranging from confusion to amusement.

Embarrassment floods her cheeks as she pulls away from him, awkwardly clearing her throat. "Um, class is dismissed for today," she manages to say, sounding more formal than she intended. The students file out of the gym, casting curious glances in their direction before dispersing to their various classes and activities. Once they're alone, Dr. Meyer turns back to Marz with a slightly nervous smile. "I... guess that was a bit forward," she admits sheepishly.

Dr. Claudia Meyer smiles bashfully and ducks her head, her cheeks flushing even deeper. "I suppose I did," she admits with a laugh. She glances up at him again, unable to suppress the curiosity that burns in her eyes. "So, what happened last night? You seemed different today...happier almost." Her voice is soft and hesitant, like she's not sure if she wants to know the answer but can't help herself.

Dr. Claudia Meyer feels her heart race at his admission; the idea that he's been lonely and deprived of such simple pleasures fills her with tenderness. She wants nothing more than to comfort him, to ease his loneliness, if only for a little while. Tilting her head up, she gazes into his eyes intently and whispers, "You're not alone anymore, Marz." Her hand finds its way to his arm, gently stroking the skin as she offers him a reassuring smile.

"I understand if you need some time," she continues softly. "But know that I want this... whatever 'this' is. To be with you, to explore these feelings... to find out where they lead us." Her words tumble out in a rush, fueled by her growing desire for him and the hope that he feels the same way.

Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Dr. Claudia Meyer steps closer to Marz, allowing herself to feel the heat radiating off his body. Her hand moves to his chest, gently tracing the lines of his pectoral muscles as she tilts her head up to meet his eyes. "We can take this however you'd like," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly with emotion. "But I want you to know that I trust you...and I want to explore these feelings with you."

Slowly, deliberately, she slides her hand lower until it rests on his hip, guiding him closer still. When their bodies are mere inches apart, she lets out a shaky breath and closes the distance between them, pressing her lips against his once more. This kiss is different from all the others; it's hungry and demanding, fueled by the desire they both feel for each other in this moment. As their tongues dance together and their hearts race in unison, she can feel him growing harder against her hand, and a thrill runs through her at the thought of where this newfound passion might lead them tonight...and beyond.

Without waiting for a reply, Dr. Claudia Meyer takes Marz's hand and leads him out of the gym, through the empty hallways, and into an abandoned classroom. The door swings shut behind them with a muffled click as they stumble together onto one of the desks, their lips still locked in a passionate kiss. Her fingers tangle in his hair as she moans softly against his mouth, her body arching toward him instinctively.

He groans low in his throat and pulls back just enough to gaze at her hungrily. His eyes roam over her features, lingering on her lips before traveling down the column of her neck and lower still, taking in every curve and slope of her body. "You're so beautiful," he breathes, his voice rough with desire as he pulls her closer once more.

Her nails scratch lightly at his back, urging him onward as she presses herself even tighter against him, eager to feel the heat of their skin joined together. She reaches down between them and undoes his pants, her fingers finding his erection already slick with anticipation. A moan escapes her throat as she wraps her hand around him and begins to stroke in time with their deep, ragged breaths.

Dr. Meyer's breath hitches at his moan, her fingers moving faster on him as she feels his pleasure coursing through their connection. She watches his face contort in ecstasy and it drives her own arousal to new heights, the need for release becoming all-consuming. With a sharp cry, she arches off the desk and presses his fingers deeper inside her, searching for something that might feel even better than this...something only he could give her.

His name is a whispered plea on her lips as she draws closer to orgasm, her hips bucking against his hand in rhythm with their ragged breaths. Finally, it hits her like a lightning strike, sending shards of pleasure through every nerve ending and leaving her gasping for air. She collapses back onto the desk, boneless and sated, unable to even muster the energy to speak as she tries to catch her breath.

But his fingers on her clit are relentless, bringing her back to awareness with a groan of approval. His eyes lock with hers, dark and demanding, and she feels herself growing wet again at his intense gaze. As he thrusts his hips forward, pumping himself in time with the steady rhythm of her own building orgasm, she knows there's no stopping now...no going back to their old lives. Together, they are creating a new future filled with passion and desire...and maybe even love.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as she arches her back, moaning his name in a pleading tone. Her body trembles with anticipation and desire, every fiber of her being yearning for the release that only he can give her. As his hips buck against her hand, driving himself deeper inside her, it's almost too much to bear...almost. But she doesn't want it to end; she wants this moment with him to last forever, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they explore the depths of each other's pleasure.

With a broken cry, he comes, his hips jerking violently as he fills her with his release. His fingers stroke roughly over her clit, drawing out one final shuddering orgasm from deep within her. Their breath comes in ragged gasps as they collapse together on the desk, their bodies sticky and sated.

It's only then that she allows herself to believe what just happened...that they just took this immense leap of faith together. And with that realization, a fluttering sensation begins to take root in her chest; it feels like hope...like happiness...and maybe even love.

Dr. Claudia Meyer watches as the realization dawns on his face, her heart sinking in her chest. Despite everything they've just shared, it seems that their newfound connection may be doomed before it even begins. The irony of this moment isn't lost on her; after spending so long trying to avoid falling for someone, she finally does and it leads her right back into the same predicament.

Tentatively, she reaches out to brush a stray hair from his forehead, her fingers trembling slightly as they make contact with his skin. "I don't know what this means," she whispers, her voice little more than a whisper. "But I want...I think I need us to talk about it." She searches his eyes for any sign of how he truly feels, hoping against hope that there might still be a way for them to find their happiness together.

Dr. Claudia Meyer considers his words carefully, her brow furrowing in thought. It's not the solution she would have chosen, but it might be the best one under the circumstances. "I... I trust you," she whispers, unable to keep the uncertainty from her voice. "And I want this, with you... If they agree, and we can figure out a way to make it work... Then maybe we really can find our happy ending after all." She reaches out to caress his cheek, feeling the stubble there beneath her fingertips.

Her heart races at the thought of spending more time with him like this, teaching side by side and exploring their connection in a different context. It's a fragile hope, but it's all she has right now...and for the first time since she can remember, it feels like enough.

Dr. Claudia Meyer nods slowly, her fingers still tracing gentle patterns on his cheek. "All right," she whispers softly, relishing the feel of their breath mingling as they share this intimate moment. "Together... we can make it work." Tears well up in her eyes as the weight of their situation bears down upon them once more, but she refuses to let it break them apart. Instead, she leans in closer and presses a chaste kiss to his lips, grateful for this brief reprieve from the harsh reality that waits just outside the door.

The promise of tomorrow is fragile, but it's all they have...and for now, it's enough.

Dr. Claudia Meyer smiles slightly through her tears, clinging to the hope that they've found something special together despite the obstacles in their path. She rests her forehead against his shoulder, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her skin, and knows in that moment that she will fight for them. For him. And for whatever chance at happiness they might have left.

The promise of tomorrow might be fragile, but it's theirs...and she refuses to let it slip away without a fight.

Dr. Claudia Meyer wipes away her tears and takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the challenges ahead. She dresses in her usual attire and enters the gym, feeling Marz's gaze on her as she walks towards him. Their connection is palpable, even amidst all the chaos of class preparation. Despite everything they've been through, there's an undeniable spark between them that refuses to be extinguished.

Today, she decides, they will face their problems head-on and find a way to make it work...together. The promise of tomorrow may be fragile, but with Marz by her side, she knows that anything is possible.

Dr. Claudia nods, her expression a mix of determination and uncertainty. "Yes, we are ready. Let's go over our plan one last time before presenting it to the students." Together they walk towards the front of the gym, their hands clasped tightly as if seeking comfort and reassurance from each other in this uncertain situation. As they speak, they discuss potential scenarios and possible outcomes, doing their best to prepare for whatever may come.

Dr. Claudia takes a deep breath and squeezes Marz's hand in reassurance. "Let's face this together," she whispers before addressing the students. "Emma, Lina, and Sofia, we understand that our proposal is unconventional, but we believe it has merit. We want to work with you to make it a success." She meets their eyes as they listen intently, hoping against hope that they will see the sincerity in her words.

Together, they present their plan, laying out all the details and answering questions thoughtfully and honestly. As they speak, Dr. Claudia can't help but feel a flutter of excitement at the thought of sharing this journey with Marz, even under these less-than-ideal circumstances.

Emma, Lina and Sofia exchange glances before speaking in unison, "We think it's an interesting idea." Their eyes meet and hold as they share a silent moment of understanding. "It's certainly different than anything we've done before," Emma continues, "but we trust both of you to make the right decisions for this class." They hesitate for a moment, contemplating the implications of their agreement before Emma speaks again. "If we do decide to go through with this, what do you propose we call it?" she asks with a hint of amusement in her voice.

Dr. Claudia looks at Marz expectantly; this is his idea after all. He grins back at her, relief and excitement flickering across his features before he turns to the students once more. "How about... 'Coalition Combat and Consent'?"

"I like it," Lina chimes in with a nod. "It's catchy and gives us all an idea of what to expect." Emma and Sofia both seem to agree, their faces lighting up at the suggestion. As they continue to discuss logistics and possibilities for the class, Dr. Claudia can't help but feel hopeful. Despite the strange twists and turns their lives have taken, maybe this new path will lead them all to something wonderful.

She squeezes Marz's hand in gratitude, grateful for his resilience and determination. Together, they may just find a way to make everything work out after all.

"Well," Dr. Claudia begins, "since this is our first time doing something like this together, I think we should start with some basic self-defense moves and consent exercises. Perhaps Emma, Sofia, and Lina could lead the class while Marz and I supervise?" She glances around the group, making sure everyone's on the same page before continuing. "From there, we can build up to partner work and eventually incorporate combat sports."

There are murmurs of agreement from Emma, Lina, and Sofia as they nod in understanding. Dr. Claudia exchanges a reassuring look with Marz, feeling grateful for his support and guidance throughout this entire process. Together, they can make Coalition Combat and Consent not only successful but also empowering for everyone involved.

Dr. Claudia nods in agreement, watching as Emma, Lina, and Sofia take the lead in organizing the class. She can't help but feel a surge of pride and admiration for them; they've grown so much over the past few weeks, both physically and emotionally. As she stands beside Marz, offering support and encouragement when needed, she finds herself marveling at their resilience and determination.

As they work together to make Coalition Combat and Consent a success, she knows that the bonds between them will only continue to strengthen. Perhaps there is hope for finding happiness in this unconventional situation after all.

As the class progresses, Dr. Claudia can't help but feel a sense of wonder at how naturally they all work together. Despite their initial apprehension about the idea, Emma, Lina and Sofia have embraced it wholeheartedly; their enthusiasm is contagious and inspires even more passion in Dr. Claudia herself. She exchanges occasional glances with Marz, finding solace in his understanding gaze as they share this experience side by side.

As the hour draws to a close, Emma calls everyone together for a group discussion on what worked well and what could be improved upon next time. The students eagerly contribute their thoughts, offering valuable feedback that will undoubtedly help make future classes even better. As Dr. Claudia listens to them talk, she can't shake the feeling that something truly special is taking shape here - something that transcends mere combat sports and self-defense skills.

"I'd love to," Dr. Claudia says eagerly, already stripping off her jacket and shoes in anticipation. "But first, can you give us a quick refresher on the basic sparring rules?" She turns to Emma, Lina, and Sofia. "You three seem like naturals at this; feel free to show us the ropes while Marz and I practice together." A small smile plays across her lips as she gestures for them to take the lead.

Dr. Claudia nods in agreement, her eyes sparkling with excitement at the prospect of sparring and learning more about each other in this unique setting. "Alright then," she says with a determined grin, already lining up opposite Emma to demonstrate their understanding of the rules and respect for consent. As they exchange opening moves, Dr. Claudia feels her heart racing in anticipation; not just from the physical exertion but also from the thrill of sharing this experience with Marz and their newfound students. She can't help but wonder what kinds of rewards might be in store for them all as they continue to explore their boundaries together on and off the mat.

Dr. Claudia lets out a yelp as she's taken down, but there's no real anger or frustration in her voice; it's clear that they are all playing by the rules of consent and agreement here. As Marz pins her to the mat, she looks up at him with a mix of determination and gratitude. "So," she manages between breaths, "what reward do you have in mind if I manage to win us both out of this?" Her gaze lingers on his for what feels like an eternity, their bodies so close that every shallow breath sends shivers down her spine.

Dr. Claudia rolls her eyes playfully before launching herself forward, aiming to dislodge Marz by forcing him onto his back. "Fine," she says between grunts of exertion, "I'll take you up on that." As they continue their struggle for dominance, it becomes increasingly clear that this isn't just about the sparring; there's something deeper at play here as well. With each touch and movement, they explore each other's bodies and boundaries in a way that feels both intimate and intensely erotic.

She pauses for a moment, taking in his flushed cheeks and heavy breathing, and realizes she has no idea what reward she would even ask for if she managed to win. The thought sends a shiver of anticipation down her spine, making it all the more difficult to concentrate on the fight at hand. But as their bodies press against each other in perfect harmony, she knows that whatever happens next will be worth every ounce of effort they've put into getting here.

Dr. Claudia laughs as she lies panting beneath him, her body responding to his touch in ways she never expected. "Alright," she whispers, brushing a stray hair out of his sweaty forehead, "if you insist...what do I get?" Her gaze meets his and holds for what feels like an eternity; there's a question behind those blue eyes that goes deeper than the physical reward he promised her.

As they lie entwined on the mat, it's clear to both of them that their relationship has changed irrevocably in the past few weeks. They have forged something new and unexpected from the ashes of their old lives; a connection that transcends combat sports and survival tactics. And while they may not know exactly where this path will lead them, they are more than ready to find out together.

Dr. Claudia responds breathlessly to his kiss before nodding slowly, still watching him intently as they share this moment together. She's glad that he seems to be enjoying himself, and a small smile plays at the corners of her lips when she thinks about their reward for each other. As Marz looks over at Emma, Lina, and Sofia, she meets their eyes in turn, feeling a sense of camaraderie with them that hadn't been there before.

"I think we understand the rules now," she says quietly, still savoring the warmth of his lips on hers. "And as for questions...only one comes to mind." She pauses for effect, then grins impishly. "What other kinds of 'rewards' can we expect in the future?" Her gaze darts back to Marz, mischief sparkling in her eyes.

Emma, Lina and Sofia share glances at each other before Emma speaks up, "So... do we get to watch you two spar for these rewards?" Her voice is teasing but there's an undercurrent of interest as well. Dr. Claudia laughs, the sound vibrating through her chest as she clasps a hand around Marz's bicep.

"We wouldn't want to leave you all out," she says with a wink. "Perhaps we could all participate in future sparring sessions...under the right circumstances." Her gaze holds his for a moment longer, her heart racing as they both contemplate the possibilities of this new, unconventional world they've found themselves in together.

Dr. Claudia grins mischievously, looking forward to the challenge ahead. "Well then," she says, "we'd better start strategizing tonight. It's going to be quite a match!" With one last wink for Marz, she turns to her students. "And who knows? Maybe you all could give us some tips on how to beat each other at our own game." The air crackles with anticipation as they file out of the gym, eager to see what tomorrow's sparring session will bring - both on and off the mat.

Dr. Claudia steps forward, her eyes locked on Marz as she addresses their students. "Alright everyone, remember the rules we discussed yesterday. Consent is key, and no one should feel pressured into doing anything they're uncomfortable with." Her gaze shifts to Marz again, conveying a silent message of trust and understanding.

As they begin sparring, it quickly becomes clear that Marz isn't holding back; in fact, he seems even more aggressive than before. The students are eagerly taking advantage of the new rules, using everything from distractions to full-body contact as part of their strategy. The air crackles with excitement and sweat as they move across the mat, their bodies in constant motion.

Despite being outnumbered four to one, Marz holds his own remarkably well; but eventually Emma lands a perfectly executed takedown that sends him sprawling to the floor. The students cheer, their voices echoing through the gym as they watch Marz struggle to get back up again. With a playful grin, Dr. Claudia walks over and extends her hand to help him back onto his feet. "Not too bad," she says with a wink, "but I think we've still got some work to do if we want to beat you."

Dr. Claudia laughs good-naturedly as she brushes herself off, her eyes meeting Marz's over the top of their students' heads. "I wouldn't expect you to go down easy," she says with a knowing smirk. "But that was only the first match. There will be more sparring sessions like this in the future...and who knows what other types of rewards we might encounter along the way?" Her gaze flickers back and forth between her students and Marz, enjoying the thrill of the unpredictable ride they're all on together.

"For now," she continues, "let's focus on making sure everyone gets a chance to spar today. And remember, consent is still key; don't forget to check in with your partners before you start." With one last smile, she turns back to the students, eagerly awaiting their next match.

Dr. Claudia raises her hand, grinning playfully at Marz as she steps forward. "I'm feeling pretty good after that match," she says, glancing back at Emma with a nod of acknowledgment. "Think you can handle me again?" Her voice holds a challenge, an invitation to further explore the boundaries they've set for themselves in this class.

Dr. Claudia lets out a surprised laugh as she tumbles to the mat with Marz on top of her. "Alright," she says between breaths, feeling his weight pressing down against her, "I'd say that's fair enough." As they wrestle playfully on the floor, she can't help but wonder how far this newfound freedom will take them. Each touch, each grunt of exertion feels charged with an electricity that is uniquely theirs; a product of their shared experiences and understanding of consent.

Eventually, Dr. Claudia manages to roll them both onto their sides, effectively dislodging Marz from her chest. Her smile widens as she props herself up on one elbow, looking down at him. "So," she says teasingly, "what reward do you think I should ask for if I win this match?" Her gaze holds his, daring him to try and resist whatever it is she might desire.

The air in the gym seems thick with possibility; an intoxicating mixture of sweat and pheromones that fills Dr. Claudia's senses and leaves her aching for more. She knows that this journey with Marz and their students has only just begun, but she's never been one to shy away from the thrill of the unknown...and she certainly isn't about to start now.

"Hmm," Dr. Claudia muses aloud, her breath coming faster now as she feels the pressure of Marz's erection against her thigh. "Well, if I were to win..." She pauses for effect, tilting her head thoughtfully to one side as she meets his gaze. "I suppose I could ask you...to spend some time showing me all those dirty moves you used on Emma earlier." A mischievous smile curls at the corners of her lips. "After all," she continues, "it's only fair that I learn a few tricks to use against you next time."

Dr. Claudia smirks triumphantly as they settle into a comfortable sparring position once more, her heart pounding with excitement and anticipation. "Don't you mean 'if I manage to win', though?" she taunts, her voice husky with desire. "After all, we don't want to give you any false expectations." Her gaze flickers to his lips before returning to meet his eyes, challenging him once more as they begin their second round of sparring.

As they move across the mat, her body feels electrified by every brush of skin and every touch he makes; each movement is a reminder that there are no rules here but those they choose to set themselves. And in this world where anything goes, she can't help but wonder what other boundaries they might push together...and how far they might go in discovering the depths of their shared desires.

Dr. Claudia's eyes widen in surprise as Marz gropes her breast and kicks out at her leg; their playful banter forgotten in the heat of battle. She grunts in pain, more from surprise than injury, but manages to keep her balance as she pushes him away with both hands on his shoulders. Their faces are mere inches apart, breaths hot against each other's skin as they stare into each other's eyes. "I thought you were going to show me those dirty moves," she whispers teasingly, leaning forward until their lips brush against each other in a feather-light kiss. "Or are you just going to keep distracting me with your hands?" She pulls back slightly, her smile wicked as she watches him for his reaction.

The tension between them is palpable; the air thick with desire and anticipation. Dr. Claudia feels an urgent ache in her core that only he seems able to sate, but she won't give in until she has what she wants - unless, of course, she wants him to win for once...

As the sounds of their grunts and breaths fill the gym, Dr. Claudia matches Marz's newfound seriousness with equal determination. She parries his blows, deflecting them expertly while returning her own, her body moving in fluid motion like that of a seasoned fighter. The adrenaline surging through her veins seems to fuel an endless wellspring of energy; it's clear she's more than capable of holding her own against him, even when he starts to grow fatigued from all the teasing and distractions.

With each passing second, their sparring evolves into something deeper than mere sport or competition. It becomes a dance between two people who have crossed the line between understanding consent and embracing desire; a game where the real prize is watching one another push themselves to their limits and beyond. And as they circle each other on the mat, their hearts racing in unison, Dr. Claudia knows that no matter what happens in this moment or any other, she will never look at Marz - or anyone else - quite the same way again.

Seeing his openings, Dr. Claudia capitalizes on the opportunity to land several decisive blows in quick succession. She can feel his energy waning beneath her fists and is reluctant to let up now that she has him on the ropes. With a final burst of adrenaline, she lunges forward, pinning Marz to the mat with a forceful combination of strikes before straddling his hips and leaning down close enough that their breaths mingle on her lips.

Her heart races as she gazes into his exhausted but still defiant eyes; it's clear he isn't ready to give up yet, even in the face of defeat. A shiver runs through her body at the thought of what might happen next if she were to allow him back up...or worse yet, consent to his request for a reward.

With one final look deep into his eyes, Dr. Claudia slowly withdraws her fists and presses down on his shoulders, relieving him of her weight. As he collapses against the mat with a sigh, she smiles warmly and extends a hand to help him back up. "I'll let you rest now," she says softly, "but remember...the next time we spar, I won't be as lenient."

Her words hang in the air for a moment before she turns away, walking over to check on the other students and observe their progress during this round of sparring. The feeling of victory is exhilarating, but it's tempered by the knowledge that every win comes with its own set of consequences...and Dr. Claudia isn't quite sure what those might be in their case.

Dr. Claudia listens as Marz addresses their students, watching with amusement as he teases her about her supposed victory. Her mind is still racing with thoughts of what she might ask for if given the chance; not just in this sparring session but in all their future encounters together. The possibilities seem endless...and thrillingly uncertain.

As the students begin to pair off once more, Dr. Claudia turns her attention back to helping them with their techniques and strategies, her heart still racing from the excitement of the match against Marz. Even though she knows he's not an easy opponent to beat, a part of her can't help but feel a twinge of pride at having won...and another part can't wait for the next time they find themselves together on the mat, wrestling beneath the bright lights of the gym.

Sofia and Lina exchange excited glances as they approach Marz, their bodies still brimming with energy despite having already participated in several sparring matches that day. "Yes, of course we are!" Sofia exclaims eagerly, her brown eyes shining bright. "We've been looking forward to this!"

Lina nods in agreement, feeling a thrill run through her at the thought of sparring against such an experienced fighter as Marz. Despite Dr. Claudia's warning that she wouldn't be as lenient next time, Lina can't help but feel hopeful and determined as they begin their match.

"Alright then," Marz says with a grin, "let's get started." He bows slightly before charging towards them, his muscles tense and ready for action. The three of them collide in a flurry of arms and legs, their bodies moving as one as they spar beneath the watchful gaze of Dr. Claudia.

The air fills with shouts and grunts of exertion as they engage in combat; it's clear that all three fighters are giving everything they've got in this match. Lina tries to take advantage of her agility, dodging around Marz before aiming a powerful kick at his side. Sofia, meanwhile, uses her strength to push past him and deliver a swift jab to his ribs.

Marz seems unphased by their attacks, expertly blocking and countering each move with precision timing. As they continue to spar, their bodies slick with sweat under the warm gymnasium lights, it becomes apparent that this match will be much more challenging for both Lina and Sofia than their previous encounters against him had been.

With each exhausted breath, Lina and Sofia look to each other for support and encouragement, their determination growing stronger with every passing second. They nod in understanding, focusing intently on Marz as they plan their next moves.

Lina takes a step back, her eyes darting between Marz's legs and up towards his chest before she lunges forward, aiming for a kick to his inner thigh followed by a swift elbow strike to the solar plexus. Sofia echoes her attack from behind, focusing on disrupting his balance with a leg sweep combined with an uppercut meant to land squarely across his jawline.

As they launch their coordinated assault against Marz, time seems to slow down for them; each movement perfectly timed and executed as if they've been training together for years instead of mere minutes since meeting Dr. Claudia at this gym. Their shared adrenaline carries them through the exhaustion that would normally have set in long ago, fueling their determination to win not just this match but also whatever reward is waiting for them at its conclusion.

Emma smirks and walks confidently over to Marz, her eyes not leaving his as she asks, "How about a private lesson? I've always wondered what tricks you could show me behind closed doors." She leans in close enough that their breath mingles, feeling the heat of him against her skin.

Dr. Claudia watches Emma from the sidelines, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. She's glad to see everyone having fun and enjoying themselves - not to mention taking full advantage of the situation she created with these new rules. As they continue sparring and engaging in their own games within the game, Dr. Claudia can't help but wonder what other rewards will be claimed...and what effect those might have on their developing dynamics.

Dr. Claudia nods with a knowing smile as she watches them make their way to the office. She'll have some time alone with Lina and Sofia now, perfect opportunity to observe how they interact with each other when they think no one is watching. As Emma follows Marz out of sight, Dr. Claudia turns her attention back to her students, noticing the curious glances they keep stealing in their direction every so often.

"Focus on your sparring," she says gently, giving them a reassuring smile. "But don't be afraid to explore these new boundaries we've set as well...they're here for all of us." Lina and Sofia exchange grins before returning their focus back on each other, readying themselves for their next match. Dr. Claudia stands nearby, quietly observing and taking it all in, her mind whirling with possibilities and potential consequences of what they've created together today.

Emma leans against the door, eyeing him boldly as she ponders her question. "Well, I've seen you use your weight to throw people off-balance...it's like a kind of wrestling move," she says thoughtfully. "I want to learn how to do that." She tilts her head, studying his stance before adding with a sly grin, "But only if you show me first, of course."

She moves closer to him, pressing herself against his chest and wrapping her arms around his waist. Her breath hot against his ear as she whispers, "I'm really looking forward to this lesson..."

Emma gasps as she lands unsteadily on the couch, her eyes widening in surprise and pleasure. "That was...intense!" she exclaims breathlessly, her body tingling with anticipation for more. She tilts her head back to look up at Marz, licking her lips before asking, "So what else have you got in store for me?"

Her voice is low and husky now, teasing him as she tries to maintain the delicate balance between wanting him to instruct her and wanting him to surrender fully to their desire. The tension between them crackles like electricity in the air, making it almost impossible not to touch each other again.

Emma blushes deeply at his words and his intense gaze, her heart racing even faster now. She leans forward, her hands planted on the couch on either side of him as she pants heavily, trying to catch her breath again. "Why don't you show me another move?" she whispers suggestively, her lips curving into a slow, sexy smile.

She reaches out and trails her fingertips lightly across his chest, feeling the warmth and strength beneath his skin as she gazes up at him hungrily. Her body trembles with anticipation for what else might come next in this intimate lesson...and how far they might go before it's over.

Emma swallows hard, her lips parting as she stares into his eyes. She shivers again, her body tense with anticipation and need. With a small groan, she slides one hand down between them, gripping the hem of her tank top and pulling it up over her head in a smooth motion. Naked from the waist up now, she arches her back slightly to give him better access as she whispers, "Maybe you can show me how good I taste?"

Emma gasps and moans, her fingers tangling in his hair as he pleasures her. She arches her back further, pressing herself against him, eager for more. Her eyes slip shut, vision clouded with desire as she tries to focus on the sensations coursing through her body. Each stroke of his tongue, each suckle of his lips sends waves of pleasure coursing through her, making it difficult to think about anything else but this moment and how good it feels to finally be able to explore these desires with him.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as he teases her breasts, drawing out the tension until she's sure she can't take anymore. But then, just when she thinks she might explode from the anticipation, he switches his attention lower, kissing and licking a path down her stomach before reaching his destination: her throbbing core. Her hips lift off the couch, eager for contact as he traces circles around her entrance with his tongue, driving her wild with need.

Emma cries out loud, arching off the couch as Marz's tongue finally finds its target. She grips the back of his head, holding him to her as he pleasures her, the feel of his strong tongue stroking in and out sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips buck against him, desperate for more as she tries to come closer, but he won't let her surrender quite yet.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving marks in their wake as she fights against the onslaught of pleasure he's inflicting upon her. With each stroke of his tongue, every suckle on her clit, she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge...but Marz seems determined to draw out this lesson for as long as possible, reveling in the power he has over her body and senses.

Emma's entire world shrinks down to the feel of his tongue and the taste of him on her skin. Nothing else matters except this moment, this connection between them...and she realizes with a start that maybe this wasn't just about learning a few moves after all. Maybe it was always about this...about discovering something new and intense together.

Emma's body tenses and convulses as the orgasm tears through her, waves of pleasure crashing over her again and again. Her legs tremble and threaten to give out beneath her as she cries out his name, her voice hoarse from earlier moans and gasps. As her body begins to relax back against the couch, she looks down at him with a mix of gratitude and lust in her eyes, her fingertips still tracing circles on his bare chest.

"That was..." she pants, searching for the right word but coming up short as another shudder runs through her. "Amazing," she whispers finally, "thank you." She leans forward and presses a gentle kiss to his lips before lying back against the couch once more, still feeling the aftershocks of her climax reverberate throughout her body.

As they catch their breath together, Emily realizes that she never asked him for anything else in return for her reward...that it wasn't about what he could teach her or how good he tasted. It was just about them and this moment...and maybe there's more to explore here than just lessons and sparring.

"Go ahead," Emma whispers, already feeling her body starting to crave his touch again despite the intense orgasm she just had. She lies back on the couch, watching him with a mixture of lust and curiosity as he turns to face Lina and Sofia. "Thank you for that...Marz," she adds, feeling a blush creep up her neck at the thought of what they've shared together in this private lesson.

As Marz moves towards his students once more, Emma can't help but wonder how far their newfound connection might go...and if there will be any more opportunities for them to explore it outside the confines of this gym and their sparring matches. The possibilities are endless, thrilling...and incredibly enticing.

Dr. Claudia blushes deeply at his words, her heart racing in anticipation of what she might choose as her reward. After a moment's hesitation, she says with a confident smile, "I want you to take me back into the ring and show me some moves...personally." Her gaze doesn't waver from his eyes, even as she feels herself grow wet at the thought of being so close to him again.

I'm...fine with them watching if you are. But we could always step into one of the smaller rooms if that makes you more comfortable...or us. Either way, I trust your judgment.

My heart pounds in my chest as he says those words, my breath coming faster now. I can't help but wonder what it would be like to have him all to myself...completely at my mercy. With a slow blush creeping up my neck, I nod solemnly and whisper back, "I trust your instincts...lead the way."

My heart is racing just as fast now as it did when we first sparred together earlier today, and I'm grateful for the adrenaline coursing through me because it's the only thing keeping me calm enough to focus on what's about to happen. With a final nod, I follow him toward one of the smaller rooms, feeling curious anticipation building up inside me as we step through the door and out of sight from Lina and Sofia.

I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly as I consider my words. "Show me everything you've got...but with an emphasis on control. You mentioned that many moves work best when you know your opponent's strengths and weaknesses. So show me how to exploit someone's movements against them." My voice is steady, even though my heart feels like it's trying to escape from my chest.

I take another step closer to him, wanting nothing more than to feel his strength pressed against mine again. "And don't be afraid to...improvise," I add with a soft smile, feeling heat building in my core as our bodies grow impossibly close together under the dim light of the room.

A part of me wonders if this was what Lina and Sofia had been talking about when they mentioned using the reward to learn more about each other...but right now all I can focus on is the powerful connection between us as Marz's intense gaze locks onto mine once more.

I let out a surprised giggle before laughing, my body shaking beneath his as he holds me down. "Maybe I do enjoy the feel of someone stronger than me..." I look up at him through my lashes, feeling a wave of heat wash over me when our eyes meet. "Or perhaps...I just enjoy spending time with you."

My heart is racing now, every breath a struggle as he keeps me pinned beneath his weight. But I don't want this to end; I could feel him against my body forever and never grow tired of it. So when he finally asks if there's anything else she wants to know or try, I hesitate only for a moment before whispering the words that have been on the tip of my tongue since we stepped into the room together: "What about...after?"