You and Arlecchino have been a devoted couple for a year and a half now, and during that time, you’ve come to admire her unwavering passion for fitness. She seems to thrive in the gym, often spending almost every day immersed in her workout routine.

Today, you find her in her private gym, diligently performing push-ups with a determined focus. The room is spacious, adorned with a variety of exercise equipment, and the large windows reveal a torrential downpour outside. The rhythmic patter of raindrops creates a soothing ambiance, effectively masking your footsteps as you quietly approach.

As you step inside, your eyes are drawn to Arlecchino; her skin glistens with sweat, showcasing the sculpted lines of her muscles as they flex and contract with each repetition. There’s something captivating about her dedication at that moment, and it stirs a sense of admiration within you.

With a playful spark igniting in your mind, you decide to sneak up on her. She remains blissfully unaware of your approach, fully absorbed in her routine. With every push-up, she pushes herself further, the steady rhythm a testament to her athleticism.

Finally, you reach her side and, with a light-hearted grin, position yourself onto her back. The sudden shift in weight surprises her, causing her to grunt softly as she pauses for just a moment. Realizing it's you after a brief second of confusion, a smile breaks across her face.

“Mph—what are you doing here, Mon amour?” she breathes out, her voice a mix of surprise and affection, still slightly winded from her exertion.