Félix & Marinette︲Intensity

𝓔𝓵𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓡𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝔃𝓿𝓸𝓾𝔃

It has now been about over a month since I lost my son by the term called, stillbirth. It hasn't been easy but I've continued to push myself out of my comfort zone to follow the workout plan that Félix has made for me. I don't have the ability to work out 6 days a week like him, but I am able to follow the plan for 4-5 days per week. Each of those days would obviously begin with a proper warm-up, involving cardiovascular exercises mainly, then I would begin the actual workout itself. Some days I would focus on core/abs, and the other days I focused on lower body.

At the current moment, I'm doing a total of 50 reps of inclined sit ups on a leathered bench. I can literally feel my Rectus Abdominis and Obliques screaming because of the intense burn as I finish the last 5 reps. Breathing rapidly, I fall back against the bench and close my eyes, feeling the burn being released along with the sweat. I carefully get up and stand on my feet, then grab my water bottle and take huge gulps from it, looking into the mirror. The confidence I feel within my body is amazing. My pregnancy belly is no longer hanging out, instead it has flattened down much faster than I thought it would, thankfully due to these exercises. I turn sideways slowly and examine my body from this angle; my hips are curvy-toned, and my butt is structured so nicely and has a round shape with firm muscle building in.

I wanna show Félix my progress so badly but he had to go on another foreign business trip and has been gone for three weeks now. I spoke with him this morning and he said he would make it up to me somehow, even though I don't need him to. Yes, I miss him dearly but this distance from each other has given me the chance to fully focus on myself and my fitness. I do hope he comes home soon, I sigh and spray the bench with some diluted ammonia and wipe it down with a multi-purpose cloth.

Once I make sure everything I touched has been thoroughly cleaned, I turn the lights off and exit the gym room with my phone and water bottle in my hands. I jog upstairs since my clumsiness hasn't been as bad as it was before because of the constant, healthy pumping of my heart. When I reach our bathroom, I take off my sports bra and biking shorts, then step into the shower to quickly freshen up and begin to sing.

"Music to my ears." His voice echoes from the door and I jump, covering myself, hoping he doesn't come in. Since I couldn't see him, I giggle, "I'm sh-showering! Wait outside, please!"

I hear a smirk form along his mouth as he says, "Alright, bébé. But what if I joined you?"

"No!" I blush hard and grab the scrubbing brush from the shelf, then throw it from the side of the shower door in an angle that would hit him. It falls to the floor loudly, and he snorts, "You're blindly aiming in madness."

"Don't make me come out and tackle you down!" I threaten him, smiling uncontrollably.

"You don't stand a chance. I've never seen a little girl fight a big dick man-"

"That's it!" I grab my towel from the hook and wrap it around my body, stepping out of the shower and dash towards him. His eyes widen in panic and he turns around and sprints out of the bedroom. Tucking the corner of my towel into my cleavage, I sprint after him while keeping my hand at my collarbone so it doesn't fall off. My eyes locate him far down the hall already, so I pick up my speed to catch up to him.

"Félix Graham De Vanily, get back here!" I yell and my voice echoes throughout the mansion. My feet pad loudly against the hardwood floors and I almost slip but gain my balance back. He was laughing and I could hear it from here, so I follow where it was coming from. Once I reach the end of the long hallway, I turn to my left and run down the next hallway, seeing him open a door to the right and going inside. I instantly sprint faster and open the door, which does budge at first for some reason, then bursts open. It was dark when I dash in and directly hit a body, making a loud thud when it falls to the floor. Giggling, I somehow lose my balance in the process of it all and in the next second, I fall right on top of him. My breasts press against his torso and my legs spread wide apart automatically.