Life seemed to return to calm, but only Gwen herself knew that her heart had already stirred up monstrous waves.
During the day, she was the ordinary high school girl who studied hard, played in a band, and occasionally bickered with her father.
But whenever night fell or she was alone, the soul-stirring experience from last night, and the unfamiliar power surging within her body, whispered like a devil, constantly tempting her.
She tried to ignore it.
She forced herself to go to the gym, trying to explain the changes in her body with normal exercise. However, when she effortlessly lifted weights far beyond her limit, when she ran on the treadmill at speeds and with endurance far exceeding ordinary people, the "gift" from Michael became clearer and more enticing.
Power! Unprecedented power!
And that... ultimate pleasure!
The two feelings intertwined, like the strongest poison, making her unable to stop.
After just one day, Gwen found herself unable to endure it anymore.
The power in her body seemed to crave replenishment, and deep in her soul, there was still a tremor for that ultimate experience.
She found herself involuntarily looking at the window next door, and pricking up her ears to catch any subtle sounds coming from next door.
Michael was like a magnet, and she was the iron filing firmly attracted to him.
After struggling for an entire day, when night fell again, and when her father, Director George Stacy, was once again late returning home from work, Gwen Stacy, the usually proud and slightly fastidious blonde girl, once again, inexplicably stood before Michael's door.
This time, she hadn't even thought of any excuse.
"Knock knock knock."
The knock sounded, with a hint of undetectable trembling and... urgency.
The door opened quickly.
Michael still looked calm and composed, as if he had long expected her to come.
He wore comfortable loungewear, and his black eyes, in the dim light of the hallway, appeared especially deep, as if able to see through all her disguises and struggles.
"Is something wrong, Gwen?" He asked knowingly, his voice carrying a hint of lazy magnetism.
Gwen's cheeks instantly flushed. She opened her mouth, but found that any excuse seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.
In the end, she just lowered her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz: "I... I... can I come in and sit again?"
Michael smiled slightly and stepped aside.
Stepping into this room for the second time, the familiar yet fatally alluring scent enveloped Gwen again.
This time, she no longer had the panic and bewilderment of the first time; instead, there was a hint of... urgent craving.
She could even feel every cell in her body cheering, anticipating the "sweet dew" that was about to arrive.
Michael closed the door without any unnecessary words.
He walked in front of Gwen, reached out, and gently hooked her chin, forcing her to look up and meet his eyes.
In those eyes, there seemed to be a sea of stars, carrying a magic that could see through the soul.
"Want?" he asked softly, his voice laced with temptation.
Gwen's body trembled slightly, her cheeks so red they could bleed, but deep in her eyes, an uncontainable flame ignited.
She didn't answer, but her reaction already said it all.
She once again actively offered herself up.
This time, Michael didn't hesitate at all.
If the first time was a tender blossoming and an unexpected surprise, then the second time was a deep indulgence of tasting the marrow and the fusion of power.
Warm and pure energy, like a trickling stream, continuously flowed into her limbs and bones.
Wherever this energy passed, her muscles, bones, and even nerves were being strengthened and transformed at an incredible speed.
She could even "hear" the cheering of her cells!
Michael, meanwhile, calmly felt the purer and more abundant pure Yin power feedback from Gwen's body.
This power perfectly merged with his Harmony True Qi, steadily advancing his cultivation.
He could feel that Gwen's body was like an uncarved jade; each "dual cultivation" could unleash more potential.
Her vision was once again filled with an intense White light, her mind a blank.
She could clearly feel that the power in her body was several times stronger than before!
She even had a misconception, as if she could punch through a wall if she wanted to!
And... there seemed to be some other changes... Her fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the bedsheet beneath her, and a strange adhesive sensation came from her fingertips, as if... they could firmly stick to it?
Gwen suddenly opened her eyes, looked at her fingertips, then looked at Michael, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
Michael just gave her a meaningful smile, reached out, and gently stroked her sweat-damp hair: "Feel it?"
Gwen didn't speak, but instinctively pressed her body even closer to the man who gave her power and pleasure.