Lin Xuan sat cross-legged on the edge of his bed, the room dimly lit by the flickering glow of a single lantern. His breath steadied as he drew in the spiritual energy from the air, channeling it through his meridians in a rhythmic cycle.
One hour of cultivation passed in focused silence, his unique physique absorbing every trace without residue.
He rose slowly, glancing down at his bare torso, expecting the usual layer of impurities to cling to his skin like a faint grime. But there was nothing—no sweat, no dark residue, just the smooth, unmarred perfection of his body.
A faint smile tugged at his lips; this was the perk of his flawless constitution, a body forged without flaws, every muscle etched in lethal precision.
The distant sound of running water reached his ears from the adjoining shower area, a steady patter that evoked images of Qing'er under the stream.
Her presence lingered in his mind, that gentle warmth she carried, making his pulse quicken despite his resolve. He considered stepping in to join her, the thought of her wet skin under his hands stirring a heat low in his gut, but he clenched his jaw and turned away.
Control was key; he wouldn't indulge every impulse like some untamed beast. Instead, he moved to his wardrobe, selecting a loose inner robe for comfort after the session.
As he shrugged off his outer layer, peeling the fabric from his broad shoulders, the door to the shower area creaked open behind him.
Qing'er emerged, wrapped only in a thin bathrobe that clung to her damp form, her deep chestnut hair cascading wet down her back in glossy waves. Loose strands framed her face, temples glistening with droplets, and her jade-green eyes widened slightly at the sight of him half-undressed. The robe hugged her C-cup breasts, the fabric translucent where water soaked through, outlining the soft swell and the curve of her hips leading to that thick, plush ass.
Lin Xuan pivoted, his black eyes narrowing with raw want as they raked over her. The sight of her flushed, vulnerable form snapped his iron control like brittle twig.
''Qing'er,'' he rumbled, voice thick with possession, stepping closer until his heat enveloped her. She froze, clutching the robe tighter, her breath catching audibly.
''Young Master? I... I didn't mean to interrupt,'' she whispered, her soft voice trembling with that shy warmth, eyes darting down submissively. But he grasped her wrist, firm yet careful, drawing her against his chest. ''You think you can walk in like this and not tempt me?'' he murmured, lips brushing her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
She gasped, a faint 'Ah...' escaping as her free hand pressed to his firm abdomen, feeling the ridges of muscle. Lin Xuan backed her toward the bed, his other arm snaking around her waist to untie the robe's sash. It fell open, revealing her smooth, fair skin and the plush lines of her body. ''I tried holding back, but you just had to tempt me.''
Her almond-shaped eyes lifted briefly, a sheen of fluster gathering as she nodded, submissive yielding in the way her shoulders relaxed under him. He pushed the robe aside, exposing her fair, smooth skin, the soft texture glowing from the shower's moisture. His lips descended first to her neck, sucking hard enough to draw a mark, a blooming hickey that claimed her as his.
'Yours... always,' she breathed, nodding with wide eyes, her submissive yield making his cock twitch in anticipation. He eased her onto the silk bedding, hovering over her as the robe pooled aside. His mouth then found her throat, sucking hard to leave a vivid hickey, her skin blooming red under his teeth. 'Mmm, Young Master,' she moaned softly, arching into him.
Qing'er whimpered softly, her hands hesitating before resting on his taut shoulders, fingers tensing with nervous energy. Lin Xuan trailed his mouth lower, nipping at the swell of her C-cup breast, tongue circling the hardening nipple before sucking it between his teeth. She arched slightly, a quiet moan escaping her clear voice, the sound fueling his dominance as he marked the other side with another dark bruise.
"Mine," he murmured against her skin, voice rough with need, as his hands roamed her sides, thumbs brushing the underside of her breasts. Her thick ass shifted beneath her on the bed, plush and inviting, and he squeezed it possessively, pulling her closer. Qing'er's breath hitched, her jade-green eyes half-lidded now, that fleeting boldness peeking through her shyness.
He trailed kisses lower, nipping at her collarbone before latching onto the peak of her breast. His tongue swirled around the nipple, drawing it taut, then he sucked firmly, marking the soft mound with another bruise. Qing'er whimpered, 'Oh... that feels... ahh,' her fingers digging lightly into his shoulders, body quivering under his dominance.
'Mark you everywhere,' he growled against her flesh, switching to the other breast, biting just enough to elicit a sharp cry. Her thick ass shifted restlessly on the sheets, and he palmed it roughly, squeezing the plush flesh. 'Tell me you like it, Qing'er. Say you're my good girl.' She nodded frantically, voice breathless: 'Yes, I like it... I'm your good girl.'
His lips continued their path, sucking hickeys along her ribs and the curve of her hip, each one a possessive stamp. Qing'er's moans grew louder, 'Nngh... please, more,' her hands threading into his hair as he parted her thighs. He paused, gazing at her slick pussy, already glistening. 'So wet for me already? Beg for my mouth.'
She flushed deeper, biting her lip before whispering, 'Please, Young Master... taste me.' Satisfaction flared in his chest; he dove in, tongue lapping at her folds with hungry strokes. Qing'er cried out, 'Ahh! Yes, right there,' her hips bucking as he sealed his lips around her clit, sucking possessively.
"Young Master... ah," she breathed, voice soft and breathless, submissive in its plea as pleasure built. Lin Xuan growled against her, the vibration sending shivers through her core, his thick fingers gripping her thick ass to hold her steady. He delved deeper, tongue thrusting inside her, curling to hit that sensitive spot while his thumb circled her entrance.
She moaned continuously, ''Mmm... oh gods, it's too good... ah!'' Her juices flowed freely, coating his chin, and he hummed against her, the vibration making her tremble. ''You taste so sweet'' he rasped, pulling back briefly to nip her inner thigh, adding another hickey.
'I'm yours, all yours,' she panted, eyes half-lidded with need, pulling him closer by his hair. He obliged, devouring her with renewed fervor, thumb rubbing her clit in circles while his tongue plunged deep. Qing'er's body tensed, her moans peaking: 'Young Master! I'm... ahh, cumming!' She shattered, thighs clamping around his head as waves of pleasure ripped through her.
Rising slightly, he shed the rest of his clothes, his 8.5-inch cock springing free, thick and veined, throbbing with need. Her eyes widened at the sight, a shy flush creeping up her neck, but she didn't look away, her submissive nature drawing her gaze back to him with quiet hunger. Lin Xuan positioned himself between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock against her soaked pussy, teasing her entrance.
''Good girls take every inch,'' he commanded, voice dominant as he pushed in slowly, stretching her pussy around his girth. Qing'er gasped, ''Ah! So full... Young Master, yes,'' her walls fluttering as he filled her completely, her plush ass pressing against his hips. He groaned, 'Fuck, you're tight. Say you belong to me.'
'I belong to you,' she echoed, voice warm and yielding, legs wrapping around him tentatively. Lin Xuan started thrusting, deep and steady, his sculpted body flexing with each drive. Her breasts jiggled, hickeys stark against her skin, and she moaned, 'Harder... please, make me yours.' He obliged, snapping his hips faster, the slap of skin echoing.
'That's it, take my cock,' he grunted, leaning down to kiss her fiercely, tongues tangling as he pounded into her. Qing'er kissed back submissively, moaning into his mouth: 'Mmm... yes, like that... ahh!' Her nails scraped his back lightly, urging him on, their rhythm syncing in heated interaction.
He began thrusting, deep and possessive, each snap of his hips driving his cock into her with controlled power, his sculpted abdomen flexing against her softer curves. Qing'er's legs wrapped around his waist tentatively, her C-cup breasts bouncing with every movement, hickeys darkening on her skin like badges. "Say it again," he demanded, leaning down to capture her lips in a bruising kiss.
"I belong to you," she gasped between kisses, her jade-green eyes shining with that flustered sheen, body arching to meet his rhythm. Lin Xuan's hand tangled in her wet hair, pulling just enough to tilt her head back, exposing her neck for another mark. He fucked her harder, the bed creaking under his muscular frame, her plush ass jiggling with each powerful thrust.
''That's it, take my cock,'' he grunted, leaning down to kiss her fiercely, tongues tangling as he pounded into her. Qing'er kissed back submissively, moaning into his mouth: ''Mmm... yes, like that... ahh!'' Her nails scraped his back lightly, urging him on, their rhythm syncing in heated interaction.
He angled to grind against her clit, building her second peak. ''Cum for me again, Qing'er. Show me how much you need this.'' She arched, crying out, ''I need you! Oh... cumming!'' Her pussy clenched around him, milking his length as she shuddered through ecstasy. He bit her shoulder then, teeth sinking in to mark her deeply, drawing a pained yet pleasured ''Ahh! Yes, mark me! So good!''
The bite fueled his pace; he fucked her relentlessly, sweat beading on his defined chest. Qing'er's moans filled the air, ''Don't stop... please, more... nngh!''. Her body writhed beneath him, submissive yet responsive, hands clutching his arms. ''You're doing so well, good girl,'' he praised, voice rough, thrusting deeper to chase her third release.
''Only for you... ah! I'm close again,'' she gasped, eyes locking with his in vulnerable intensity. Lin Xuan growled, ''Cum with me this time. Milk my cock dry.'' Her walls spasmed, the orgasm crashing over her in screams: ''Yes! Cumming... oh gods, Young Master!'' He buried himself deep, roaring as he flooded her pussy with hot cum, pulse after pulse claiming her inside.
They panted together, his weight pressing her into the mattress, cock still twitching within her. ''Feel that? You're filled with me,'' he murmured, nipping her earlobe. Qing'er nodded weakly, ''Yes... so warm... yours completely.'' He pulled out slowly, his shaft slick and gleaming, a trail of their release dripping from her.
'Now clean me up, like the good girl you are,' Lin Xuan ordered, sitting back as she shifted to her knees. Her jade-green eyes met his briefly, submissive heat in their depths, before she leaned in. 'As you wish,' she whispered, tongue flicking out to lap at the tip, tasting them both with a soft moan.
She took him deeper, lips stretching around his thickness, sucking gently as her hand pumped the base. ''Mmm... tastes like us,'' she hummed around him, the vibration drawing a groan from Lin Xuan. He tangled fingers in her damp hair, guiding her: 'Deeper, Qing'er. Show me your devotion.'
Obeying, she bobbed her head, tongue swirling along the underside, cheeks hollowing with effort. ''Fuck, yes... just like that,'' he praised, hips twitching forward slightly. Her moans vibrated through him, ''Mmph... so good,'' muffled words spurring her on until he was spotless, pulling back with a gasp.
With such a sexy display of obedience and worship, he was hard again, also thanks to his physique with endless stamina. Still knowing he shouldn't go for more as they have work to do since it's around dinner time, Lin Xuan holds back.
Lin Xuan drew her up into his embrace, kissing her swollen lips tenderly. ''You please me more than words can say.'' Qing'er curled against his chest, voice soft: ''And you make me feel safe... wanted.'' Their breaths mingled in the quiet room, as they in each other's embrace.