He thrust even more intensely, the sofa creaked. Roselyn couldn't whimper much since the sofa surface was small and couldn't guarantee them a big area to move.

She climbed at the edge of the sofa and John thrust deeper having Roselyn moan so loud she could wake up the dead, his thrusts so strong and fast almost unbearable, his gaze so imposing on her. The sweat falling over his body enlightening every inch of his muscles that he contracted as he thrust.

The room was overwhelmed in passion and although the position Roselyn laid on was so uncomfortable her neck was hurting she bore the stiff neck, her legs wrapped around him curling her fingers as she could feel tinglings of pleasure when he trusted so deep she moaned aloud.

She closed her eyes to bear the burning pain and when she opened her eyes again she found her own reflecting cast in his claret eyes, their breaths synchronized when he slipped out only to start thrusting again.

John grunted thrusting more intensely that the sofa jolted and trembled, the couple stopped only to giggle.

"Maybe this is not a good spot," John said laughing before gripping around her shoulder rolling her down, and pulling her to fall on the floor with him. He smirked when Roselyn's body bounced against his body to break the fall. He switched position coming back on top of her, her spine pushed over the cold floor hurt but she bared the pain as she was so close to reaching her climax.

As he thrust more strongly Roselyn screamed of pain as her spine crashed against the floor, John lifted her from the floor and turned her around, Roselyn stood over her knees opening them widely. She moaned when he entered her from behind, pulling her long hair behind as his other free hand went to cup her breast. His two fingers went to pinch Roselyn's nipple which hardened as she moaned in pleasure. His hand then traveled down her intimacy to slip through her folds and open her hand closer only to thrust so hard that he could feel her wet intimacy slapping against his hand as he thrust fort and back forcefully. Roselyn felt her head spinning from pleasure as her breath was so quick and loud to echo the room.

John clung onto his hair more pulling her against his sculptured torso as his hardness fully penetrated in her.

Roselyn called out his name in a loud melodic moan that made John push more intensely and faster as he groaned in response.

His finger pressed over her clit and then moved circularly having Roselyn nestled in pleasure and pushing her extremely near to cum.

He took few more thrusts until she moaned so many times that she could feel in heaven and John slipped out just come. He regained his breath and Roselyn turned around to look at him straight in the eyes.

She pushed him over the floor where they both regained their breath laid down and staring at the grey ceiling.

"I don't think from emergency entry we can have children," Roselyn said giggling as she massaged her head.

John widened his eyes amused by the metaphor she used just to giggle and gaze at her mischievously: "Don't worry, this won't be the last time we practice."

"I still can't believe we may be able to have kids!" Roselyn said gloating as she smiled brightly.

John smiled. The cold floor made Roselyn shiver.

"did my father put the idea in your head?" John took advantage of the situation to ask her,

"Yes, your father told me he was glad you learned how to love and that he always wished to have nephews sooner or later. So I felt like he indirectly asked us to give him a niece." Roselyn admitted climbing over the sofa.

"Now everything is clear and makes sense," John said smiling and rolling his eyes.

"I am sorry," he continued, "my father is obsessed with the realm and probably desperately wants a successor."

John sighed and Roselyn shrugged.

"Do you want me to talk to him?" John asked her but Roselyn nodded no.

She preferred to keep things private and she didn't want them to argue because of her.

"I never imagined being a father. I can't believe with you by my side I can even accept this idea." John confessed gazing down at Roselyn who placed a pillow over his knees and laid down.

"I never thought about falling in love either if this is comforting you." Roselyn addressed.

John smiled, "This is the height of cynicism maybe, two people completely skeptical about love ending up marrying and having kids." John said smiling.

"A twist of fate," Roselyn added lifting her head to kiss him softly.

"We should start practicing my powers again, if we will ever be blessed with a kid I want to be able to protect him," Roselyn said after a brief observation as she moved her hand circularly and green sparkles appeared, she pointed her hand toward a dried plant which revived and grew.

"We should, but not now. Rest a bit. I will go look for Ethan." John said placing a kiss over Roselyn's forehead and smiling at her before turning out and in a fraction of a second disappearing as he rushed to exit.

Roselyn climbed on the sofa to sit down and traveled his gaze around the room. She spotted a few blossoms dried emerging from the creaks of the wall.

She stretched her arm toward those lifeless flowers and focused, they easily revived as her hand kept traveling toward the directions of the flowers.

Roselyn smiled smelling the scent of primula that soon filled the room.

'I wonder what else I can do' Roselyn thought to herself, she glanced at the glass filled with water now and gripped around it closing her eyes to focus, the water began to boil, boils formed on the surface and steam fled upon it as she kept focusing.

The glass was hot and the water reduced as she was able to evaporate water.

She reopened her eyes, "wow," she exclaimed walking excited toward the fridge to get some ices and place them over the table.

Maybe if from the water she could create steam she could also provoke the opposite process and melt ice.. She closed her eyes and focused as she slightly closed her fists.