In the next chapter there will be a summary of this one's plot events, for those who don't enjoy R-18.
This is a fully R-18 chapter. If you don't like it, skip it — heavy obscenity ahead.
For those who do enjoy, have fun. I'll probably go a long time without writing scenes like this again, since it's not the focus of the book.
Once again, warning: very heavy R-18 ahead. Vanilla, but highly descriptive.
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Aotian and Rihai looked intensely into each other's eyes.
And as if an invisible signal had been given, the two moved together naturally.
She reached her arms around his neck, while he pulled her in by her slender, delicate waist.
The sounds of sheets and clothes rubbing filled the room as they hugged and kissed on the mouth. Their tongues played with each other, quickly syncing, with no teeth clashes or mismatched rhythms.
The kiss deepened as one of Aotian's hands moved down to squeeze her butt, while the other reached up to her breast, touching it over the clothes.
Rihai, already starting to understand how to act, placed her hand over Aotian's cock through his clothes, which was already clearly outlined, and gripped it firmly.
Aotian kissed her a bit more before pulling back slightly.
"Hai'er, later I'll use a sect technique during the dual cultivation. Don't be scared, okay? Just focus on what we're doing here and now, and leave the rest to me. Can you do that?" he asked, breathless with desire, yet still attentive.
Rihai heard him, but her eyes were hazy and filled with lust. Without replying, she pulled his neck back in and kissed him, while trying to lift her leg to straddle his lap — but the dress got in the way.
Still kissing him, she removed her hands from his neck, grabbed the sides of her dress, and pulled it up, revealing her white, well-shaped thighs. She kept pulling until the dress bunched up at her waist, exposing a red lace panty underneath.
She lifted her leg and sat down, her wet pussy still covered by the panties, directly on Aotian's cock, catching him off guard with her bold actions.
Pulling back slightly, he looked at her flushed face and dazed eyes. That wasn't just embarrassment and desire — there was a hint of intoxication. She had probably chosen not to fully purge the alcohol from the celebration, so she wouldn't lose her courage at this moment.
But before he could say anything, she kissed him again, grinding her hips against his cock over the clothes, leaving a visible stain on his ceremonial robes.
Since he hadn't completely cleared the alcohol from his system either, he let himself go. He slid his hands along her sides, reaching under the bunched fabric, and squeezed her bare butt, helping her grind against his cock as they kissed.
With her butt cheeks spread, her panties slipped between them, but soon one of his hands went lower, slipped underneath, and began playing with Rihai's small, puckered hole.
With the help of spiritual energy, it was easy to slide a finger in and play there.
Rihai widened her eyes and tilted her head back as she felt it.
"Hiss… Ah~~" she gasped and moaned softly.
Looking back, she saw where his hand was and looked a little startled. She didn't know you could play like that.
But soon, with the help of the alcohol, she grew bolder and started enjoying it, gently grinding against Aotian's finger.
Aotian removed the other hand that had been squeezing her butt and moved it up, now grabbing one of her breasts and squeezing firmly.
Rihai, feeling the restriction from the clothes on his grip, used her own hands to pull down the top of her outfit, letting it fall and exposing her beautiful, not-at-all-modest hills.
The dress was now completely bunched at her waist, and seeing those charming white peaks, Aotian lost control.
His spiritual energy caused his entire robe to slide off his body, falling to the ground and revealing his naked form, with his throbbing cock now pressed against Rihai's soaked panties and pussy.
His finger left her backside, and then he grabbed her panties and tore them to pieces without any mercy.
Now, for the first time, Aotian felt the swollen, wet lips of Rihai's pussy touch directly against his rock-hard meat shaft.
Aotian's main mind focused on the sex, while his other minds took care of the dual cultivation technique.
The dual cultivation technique wasn't fully completed yet. He intended to make it a super taboo-tier level technique, but even incomplete, it was already usable.
Patterns appeared on his spiritual roots, and a large amount of spiritual energy and intricate symbols concentrated on the roots that extended into his penis.
Rihai, unaware of any of that, guided solely by desire, slipped her hand under the dress, grabbed Aotian's cock, and lifted herself slightly. She positioned the head of his penis at the entrance of her cunt and let it slide in, biting her lips and closing her eyes.
Slowly, it penetrated with the tip, until encountering a barrier… which was broken effortlessly.
With Rihai's strong body, trained through body refinement, she felt no pain nor did she bleed, and his cock kept sliding in, stretching her pussy until it fit her perfectly.
Once she had taken him all the way in, her spiritual energy slowly synchronized with Aotian's, and the energy and patterns that were within the roots of his cock began to spread through the roots of her body via her vagina.
With this, Aotian was able to take control of her energy through dual cultivation, since Rihai didn't resist his control.
He quickly spread the patterns throughout all of her roots, even the fragmented ones, which caused Rihai pain. She stopped moving, just as she was about to bounce on him.
Aotian gently kissed her lips.
"Just wait a little, it'll pass soon and we'll be able to continue," he said softly.
She nodded and closed her eyes, hugging him and waiting, still connected to him.
Controlling her energy, he quickly created patterns across all the roots of her body, and then, their bodies seemed to enter an even deeper synchronicity.
The patterns allowed Aotian not only to manipulate her energy, but also to prevent both his Vital Yang and her Vital Yin from being wasted needlessly.
Furthermore, with the technique, even their roots synchronized, and during the act, their talents balanced out — Rihai's being pulled down by him, while hers pulled his upward.
That way, if they cultivated during sex, Rihai would cultivate much slower than usual, and Aotian much faster.
But he wouldn't cultivate while they were doing this — at least not now — because Rihai felt pain when cultivating due to her fragmented roots, and he wanted her to feel pleasure during such an intimate moment, not pain.
It would already be selfish of him to take advantage and use her talent during the act, especially with her current condition.
With the patterns established and no more energy flowing to create new ones, Rihai stopped feeling pain.
Aotian then grabbed the two soft cheeks of her butt, lifting her until only the head of his cock remained inside, and then let her fall.
"AHHHH~~" Rihai moaned loudly with the sudden drop.
Feeling the pleasure, she began moving up and down on Aotian's penis on her own, letting out wet sounds with each impact.
Focused on the pleasure, she didn't notice that the more she moved, the more the runes on their bodies glowed and aligned. His Yang energy slowly began entering her body, and her Yin passed to Aotian's, strengthening them both little by little.
Aotian also began moving his hips, accelerating the impacts, while lovingly watching her breasts rise, fall, and bounce with the intense motions she made.
But the speed still didn't satisfy him. Using his spiritual energy, he removed the heavy garments around her waist and tossed them aside.
Then, he let go of her buttocks, grabbed her waist firmly, and turned her body, laying her on the bed while he climbed on top.
Still connected, he grabbed her smooth white legs, lifted them, placing her calves over his shoulders, and leaned his weight forward.
This caused her butt to lift up, and his cock to penetrate even deeper into her wet pussy.
Then, without mercy, he began thrusting in and out as fast as he could.
"AH! AH! AH! HUSBAND~~"
Her broken moans echoed, while she closed her eyes slightly, dizzy from pleasure, her breasts bouncing wildly and the flesh of her butt shaking with each thrust.
Aotian let her legs fall onto his arms, continuing to pound her hard while leaning in to kiss her, feeling her moans against his lips.
The night dragged on, as Aotian took her in various positions and ways Rihai never imagined were possible.
Throughout it all, the runes on their roots only grew stronger, and the Yin and Yang merged more and more.