185. A Date with Kiana and The Influence of the Seed of Light
T/N: Warning, some lemon scenes might appear
Awakening from his deep sleep, Xiling felt a weight pressing down on him.
Not fully conscious, he struggled to open his eyes, only to see Kiana's peaceful sleeping face.
"This girl... how did she get here?" A hint of confusion arose in Xiling's heart.
He tried to move his shoulder slightly. This subtle movement stirred the girl in his arms; Kiana's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then she opened her eyes groggily.
"Hmm... I was asleep?" Her voice carried the languor of someone just waking up.
"Looks like it." Xiling's voice sounded above her head.
Kiana looked up, meeting Xiling's gaze. Kiana instinctively reached out and affectionately hooked her arm around Xiling's neck.
"Good morning, and thank you." She smiled sweetly, her eyes crinkling.
"I'm not so sure if it's morning yet..." Xiling reached out and gently ruffled her soft white hair, like soothing a slightly groggy kitten that had just woken up.
Kiana snuggled comfortably into his arms, finding an even more comfortable position.
"By the way, what brings you here? Weren't you sent out by Lemuen to do hard labor?" Xiling looked down at her, asking curiously.
"I got a day off!" Kiana's face lit up with a bright smile, tinged with a hint of relieved exhaustion.
"I'm sick of opening portals these past few days! I finally got two days off, and I didn't want to waste a single minute of it, so I came to see you right away."
She added with a touch of reproach, "Who knew you'd fall asleep in the library? I was reading... and before I knew it, I'd drifted off to sleep too."
Remembering why she was there, Kiana stood up abruptly, grabbed Xiling's hand, and said expectantly, "Come on, let's go on a date!"
Seeing Kiana's expectant face, Xiling let her pull him up.
"Let's go then. But before we do, aren't you going to change your clothes?" Xiling tilted his head, noticing Kiana's nun's habit.
Kiana jumped back two steps, spread her hands, twirled around, and asked expectantly, "Does it look good?"
"It looks good."
"That's right! I have something to do in this outfit today, so I won't change it."
Kiana seemed to remember something, her face slightly flushed, "Okay, okay, let's go!"
Kiana opened a portal and pulled Xiling out.
Outside was a bustling entertainment street, teeming with people and incredibly noisy.
"Let's go! Let's start our date!" Kiana, holding Xiling's hand, enthusiastically began their journey.
In Xiling's mind, a date was nothing more than enjoying delicious food together, shopping for desired items, or exploring new and interesting places.
While the city was filled with filth and chaos, it was unparalleled in satisfying human desires for entertainment, with all sorts of unheard-of forms of leisure constantly emerging. Faced with these novelties, the two couldn't help but be intrigued.
They strolled along, stopping frequently to sample the street food, sharing their discoveries, and occasionally pausing to admire intriguing trinkets. Kiana's occasional pranks always drew retaliatory responses from Xiling, their playful antics making them quite conspicuous in the crowd.
However, Kiana's striking nun's habit also caused some minor trouble.
Some devout members of the Silver Church recognized her attire, respectfully stopping to offer her greetings and blessings. Xiling and Kiana always patiently stopped and returned the gesture.
Passing a beautifully decorated clothing store window, Kiana paused, peered inside a few times, and then, without hesitation, pulled Xiling inside.
The store was softly lit, displaying a variety of clothing. Kiana enthusiastically browsed among the racks, picking up garment after garment and trying them on in front of the mirror. Xiling found a bench in a corner and sat down, listlessly taking out his phone.
Just as he tapped the screen, Kiana's expectant voice came through: "Xiling, does this look good?"
"It looks good. You look good in anything." Xiling didn't even look up, giving a standard answer with practiced ease.
"Perfunctory!" Kiana snorted, but was clearly satisfied.
"Then I'll go try this one on. You wait here." With that, she grabbed the chosen dress and slipped into the fitting room.
"Okay," Xiling replied, looking down at his phone to continue browsing messages.
The urban crime rate was rapidly declining, at least in the area under the jurisdiction of the Fire Moth.
More and more people from other nests were flocking to their territory.
The news also mentioned that five World Wings had begun a coalition, attempting to jointly combat the Fire Moth.
With the combined efforts of the five companies, they had indeed gained a brief respite.
The principles behind Singularity Technology are often difficult to explain, yet they produce incredibly outrageous effects.
Moreover, after understanding the Fire Moth's intentions, they actually began using those they once looked down upon as hostages.
In the chat group, Kyuushou was furious.
Just as Xiling was quickly scanning these latest updates, the fitting room door was quietly pulled open a crack, and Kiana peeked out, her cheeks flushed suspiciously: "Xiling... could you please come over for a moment?"
Xiling put away his phone, got up, and went over: "What's wrong?"
Kiana's face turned even redder, her voice barely audible: "...Come in and help me, there's a button in the back... I can't hook it up."
Xiling raised an eyebrow: "Do you think I'd believe that kind of excuse?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Kiana snapped, grabbing Ling's wrist and forcefully pulling him inside.
The narrow-fitting room door slammed shut.
Xiling was pulled inside and stopped. He looked up and saw Kiana's outfit and froze.
This was no ordinary clothing! It was an extremely short maid outfit with a daring cut, barely covering her curves, paired with pure white stockings with delicate lace trim, exuding an indescribable allure.
This… was definitely adult-oriented! This shop looked respectable, but they actually hid things like this?
Feeling Xiling's gaze, Kiana coughed awkwardly, her face flushed.
"I… I didn't expect them to have this kind of style…" Her voice trailed off, tinged with a resigned shyness.
"I… I just wanted to try it on… Hey, so… does it look good?"
She mustered her courage, slightly opening her arms, nervously awaiting the evaluation, feeling her heart pounding in her chest.
Looking at Kiana like this, Xiling felt a surge of emotions he had never experienced before—possessiveness, greed, craving, and aggression. Just as Kiana blushed and dared not meet his gaze, Xiling suddenly pulled her into a hug, kissing her lips amidst a soft gasp.
This sudden, intense demand caught Kiana off guard. From initial shock, she instinctively tried to respond, even attempting to take the initiative.
However, the difference between a Herrscher and a Hero in a clash of pure power was ultimately apparent. When Kiana felt she was about to suffocate, Xiling released her slightly.
Kiana gasped, "Why are you being so proactive today?" Just when she thought it was over, Xiling's lips brushed against her ear, whispering, "You have to take responsibility."
"But...but! This is a fitting room!" Kiana realized she might have gone too far.
She often teased him like this, and he never seemed to mind, but he never reacted like this.
Xiling guessed he was probably influenced by the Seed of Light.
While he was corrupting it, its light also had certain repercussions on him, such as emotional fluctuations and subtly amplifying some of his repressed emotions.
At this moment, looking at Kiana's flushed cheeks, moist eyes, and innocent yet incredibly alluring appearance, an impulse to possess her and demand more surged within him.
Kiana keenly sensed the unusual, almost tangible, burning desire in Xiling's eyes.
That heat made her heart tremble, and she clearly realized that if she didn't act soon, an uncontrollable battle might really unfold in the fitting room today.
"Um..." she lowered her eyes, her voice almost inaudible, tinged with a reckless shyness, "How about... I use another place... to help you?" She almost dared not look Xiling in the eye.
Xiling didn't understand her meaning for a moment, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes.
But the next second, Kiana gently pressed him down onto the low stool prepared for customers in the corner of the fitting room.
Kiana knelt down in front of him, her cheeks flushed crimson.
Under Xiling's deep gaze, her trembling fingers untied the tight bindings of her bosom, freeing her full, soft breasts. Then, clumsily and shyly, she used her warm, soft peaks to tightly grip his erect, burning member, and began to slowly and laboriously slide up and down.
"How...how does it...feel?" Her voice was filled with unease and the nervousness of a first attempt.
"I...this is my first time...I might be...clumsy..."
After receiving a suppressed groan and affirmation from Xiling, Kiana seemed encouraged, or perhaps she had made a firm decision. She slightly parted her rosy lips, and with immense shyness, gently took the erect tip into her mouth...
After an unknown amount of time, the fitting room door finally opened again.
Two people, their cheeks still visibly flushed, emerged.
Kiana, holding Xiling's hand, blushed and asked with concern, "What's wrong? You seem a bit off today."
She knew Xiling; something must be wrong, otherwise she wouldn't be acting so strangely.
Xiling covered his face with his hands: "It's probably the Seed of Light affecting me in some way... amplifying some emotions."
"Will it be harmful?" Kiana asked anxiously.
"It won't be harmful... It's just that my emotions are amplified, like just now."
"I see..." Hearing that it wasn't serious, Kiana breathed a sigh of relief, but her gaze drifted elsewhere, "...Should we continue shopping?"
Understanding the implication in her words, Xiling's recently calmed blood surged again: "Let's go back."
"...Okay."
The portal's glow faded, and the two found themselves in Kiana's room.
The small space was filled with a silent, oppressive heat.
Kiana took a deep breath, her fair cheeks already flushed crimson. She gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear before slowly turning around, raising her misty blue eyes to look directly at Xiling.
The white-haired, holy nun, her blush now extending to her ears, slowly placed her hands on the hem of her nun's robe, lifting it little by little, revealing glimpses of her snow-white skin beneath the white fabric.
"...Please enjoy."
Kiana's voice trembled slightly, yet echoed clearly in the silent room.
The instant the words left her lips, Kiana truly understood—how much restraint Xiling had shown her in the past.
The surging, powerful thrusts, the intense fullness, left her mind blank for a moment, only able to helplessly cling to his shoulders, letting out urgent moans.
Yet, even under such a complete shock, her body sent a completely opposite signal—her long, slender legs were tightly wrapped around Xiling's waist, ankles interlocked, showing no intention of loosening.
Soon, Xiling easily lifted her up. Her body was as limp as a newborn infant, only able to let itself be held firmly in his strong arms. He carried her, taking a few steps to the large floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner of the room.
Kiana was forced to face the scene in the mirror:
The white-haired nun in the mirror had disheveled hair, and her nun's habit, a symbol of holiness, now presented an almost sacrilegious, breathtaking allure. Her skirt had been lifted in the previous movement, revealing her legs wrapped around the man's waist. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes unfocused and intoxicated… that expression made even her feel ashamed and her heart pound.
The two were, after all, not ordinary humans. Whether it was the duration, the astonishing stamina, or the speed of recovery, everything far exceeded reason.
Kiana felt herself being constantly demanded of and filled, as if the pursuit would never end.
And in this endless tide, the feeling of being so intensely desired and possessed ignited a similarly burning flame deep within her heart.
She was no longer passively enduring, but responding passionately and actively to each of his thrusts. What was originally planned as a relaxing holiday turned into a tireless, passionate lovemaking session between the two in the room.
When dinner time arrived, and they finally sat down to eat, Kiana's feet became restless under the table. With her agility, she easily freed herself from Xiling's restraints, her feet cleverly wrapping around him, gently wriggling and rubbing together rhythmically.
Kiana ate her food, tilting her head with a mischievous grin, watching Xiling's body tense instantly.
After dinner, while playing games, she became even more unrestrained. Straddling Xiling's lap, Kiana was intently focused on the screen and the controller, her body rising and falling more violently with the intense battle in the game.
The temperature at their point of contact was astonishingly high. After Kiana's character was defeated by Xiling, she let out a defiant groan, then retaliated by increasing the speed and intensity of her movements, almost as if she were fighting with her body in another form… This sudden interference miraculously won her the next round.
However, just as she was celebrating her victory, Xiling abruptly slammed down the controller and pushed her onto the low coffee table beside her!
"Wait…wait! I just won…" Kiana's protest was drowned out.
"Who cares if you win or not?"
"This is the price you pay for cheating."
"How can you do this! It's unreasonable!" Kiana struggled in vain.
As night completely enveloped the city, the two finally sank together into the warm water of the large bathtub, letting out satisfied and exhausted sighs in unison.
"Ugh... I feel like my bones are about to fall apart..." Kiana slumped against Xiling's chest, letting the water wash over her aching body, complaining lazily.
"Stop complaining. I've heard of oxen dying from exhaustion," Xiling said, his eyes closed as he held her.
"And land ruined from plowing? I've never heard of that."
"Hmph," Kiana snuggled closer, her eyes crinkling comfortably like a docile cat, "You just haven't read enough books; your theoretical knowledge is seriously lacking!"
"Hey, hey," Xiling quickly restrained the restless kitten in his arms, "We've been active all day; even an iron man would get tired. Let me at least rest a bit!"
"Fine, fine," Kiana grumbled resignedly, finally quieting down.
"Today... I'll let you off the hook."
The warm water soothed her tense muscles, the rising steam creating an exceptionally peaceful atmosphere. Xiling looked down at the girl in his arms, who seemed to melt into him, and suddenly spoke softly, "Speaking of which... Kiana."
"Hmm?" Kiana responded lazily.
"Are you... Satisfied with the world now?" Xiling paused, then added, "I'm talking about your side."
Kiana shifted in his arms, finding a more comfortable position. A slow smile curved her lips.
"I'm very satisfied, Xiling."
She tilted her head slightly.
"Really, very satisfied. I don't have to worry about the Honkai erupting any second now. Although the daily training is still a bit tiring, everyone's here."
A warm light shone in her eyes.
"Whether it's Principal Theresa, Teacher Himeko, Mei, Bronya, or even my stinky dad... everyone's doing well. Whenever we have free time, we get together, chatting and laughing, sharing our lives, talking about the new changes happening in the world every day..."
Kiana's voice grew softer.
"You know what? This is what I once... most wanted, most longed to see."
"Xiling," she turned to him, hugging him tighter, burying her face in his neck, her voice muffled but full of sincerity, "Thank you."
"...I'm glad you like it," Xiling responded softly.
"Of course I like it!" Kiana immediately looked up, her face radiating pure joy.
Then, she deliberately dragged out her words, with a hint of coquetry, "But—if you could always be by my side, so I could see and touch you anytime, that would be even more—perfect."
"It's not much different now, is it?" Xiling chuckled, gently pinching her cheek.
"If you want to see me, you can come anytime, right?"
"That's true!" Kiana thought for a moment, then immediately brightened up, like a cat that had found its most comfortable nest, letting out a satisfied sigh, "Hmm~ this is perfect."
Warm water rippled gently, and rising mist gently enveloped their embracing figures, isolating them from the outside noise, leaving only this hard-won tranquility and contentment soaked in water vapor.