"Brother Xuan..." She looked up at him. She was more nervous than she had expected.
Sheng Xuan did not want to talk anymore. He hugged her waist tighter and kissed her lips.
"Mmh~"
Her lips were soft and sweet, and she smelled amazing. Sheng Xuan wanted more of her. His tongue slipped into her mouth, coiling around hers. Wei Lan shook, her toes pressed hard against the floor. His passion-filled kisses made her both excited and nervous.
"Mmh nnh mmh"
Their lips entangled. Watery noises echoed in the quiet kitchen. As the water boiled, the heat in their bodies surged too.
Unable to breathe anymore, Wei Lan mustered her little strength to separate. She gasped for air, pressing her head against his chest.
Sheng Xuan steadied her lest she fall. Neither of them talked.
He rubbed his hand over her back, loosening whatever knots he found.
"Are you nervous?" he murmured, tucking the hair behind her red ear.
Wei Lan looked up to find a gentle, reassuring smile, lacking the wolfish greed that made her a little scared.
"Mm. I don't know why," she softly said, her eyes misty.
Looking down at her, he saw a weak little woman. His heart welled up with a possessive affection.
He kissed her forehead. "We don't have to rush it. We can slowly savor this long night."
With him pressed close, she could clearly feel his hard penis sandwiched between them. Her cheeks flushed red. More than embarrassed, she was concerned. His words and physical reactions were on two opposite ends. His care made her feel secure.
"Let's go to bed. It's too awkward here," she proposed.
"What about the tea?"
"Does the tea take priority or me?" she said with some annoyance.
"Of course you."
Wei Lan turned off the stove and put a lid on the pot. Before she could say anything, he scooped her up.
"Ah!" She reflexively hugged his neck.
Sheng Xuan kissed her fair cheek. Not once or twice.
"Mm~ Brother Xuan~" she looked into his eyes, her slender fingers caressing his cheek.
Their lips met again. At the same time, he slowly walked to his room, his spirit sense leading the way.
Closing the door, he moved straight to the large bed and placed her down.
An orange lantern warmly lit the room, neither too bright nor dim.
"Last time I did not get to admire them properly," he said and removed her boots one by one.
Wei Lan feigned exasperation. "What's so special about them? They are also dirty, sweaty and smelly."
"Maybe that's what I like about them," he playfully said, removing her socks.
"You are too much!" Wei Lan blushed.
Sheng Xuan chuckled. He grabbed her left foot, soft and warm. The neatly trimmed toes, painted light-green, looked so perfect. The foot smelled fragrant too. He kissed the middle of it.
Wei Lan was mortified. "No, Brother Xuan! It's dirty!"
He locked eyes with her and kissed again. And again.
Wei Lan tried to pull back to no avail. She gave up. His daring actions did ease her nervousness.
"Do you like it so much?" she softly asked.
He put down her foot and moved close to her, face to face. "I love everything about you."
Intense gaze, sincere words, she could not handle it. Her heart skipped a beat. She turned her face the other way.
"Lies. You just want to bed me," she reflexively said.
"That too," he grinned and kissed her lips. This time, she hugged his neck.
Sheng Xuan took this chance to get between her legs and feel around her curvy body.
The kiss was sometimes passionate, sometimes gentle, sometimes probing.
Pulling his lips away, he said, "I can not wait anymore."
Seeing his hungry gaze, she knew how hard it must be for him. She also wanted him.
"Ah, I am not stopping you," she murmured. "Let me help you remove your clothes."
Sheng Xuan raised an eyebrow. He said, "Okay."
Wei Lan got up and helped him remove his robe first, catching a glimpse of his toned, slender, light-skinned body.
"Do I look good?" he playfully asked.
"Mm..." she rubbed her hand over his chest, feeling his muscles. Her gaze shifted to his pants where a bulge had formed.
She unbuckled his pants and pulled them down. His penis popped out, rock hard, long and veiny, a shade darker than his light skin. Wei Lan was shocked.
"It's- It's so big..." she murmured.
Sheng Xuan was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he showed off, moving it up and down.
"Try touching it," he encouraged.
Wei Lan hesitated, only for curiosity to win over. She gently grasped it. So warm and hard. How had he been hiding this big thing?
"Ah!" Sheng Xuan groaned.
Wei Lan yanked her hand away, concerned. "Did it hurt?"
Seeing her eyebrows furrow in worry, his penis hardened even more. He nearly pushed her down.
Inhaling a deep breath, he smiled. "It just felt good."
"Ah, do you want me to touch again?" She wanted to make him feel good.
"Go ahead."
Wei Lan touched again. She rubbed, caressed and curiously inspected his penis.
"This thing is so pretty. It's like a flower," she remarked, rolling her index finger below the glans.
Sheng Xuan sucked in a deep breath. "It feels really good, Lan'er."
"Really?" she continued to roll her finger around while rubbing his veins with her left hand.
"Mmh~"
Hearing his pleased groans, she was motivated.
"Eh? What's this?" Her finger was covered in a transparent sticky liquid.
"Ah, are these your seed?" She sounded distraught.
"Why do you sound sad?"
"It should be going inside me, no?" she said in a matter-of-fact tone, making him even harder.
"This is just pre-seed. The real seed has not come out yet," he clarified, pecking her forehead.
"Oh, that's good."
"Do you know how I can pour my real seeds in you?" he playfully asked.
Wei Lan blushed, evading his mischievous gaze. "You- You put it in me and release it." Her voice was soft, nearly inaudible.
"But where?"
Wei Lan placed her right hand near her groin, patting it. "H- Here."
"Ah, yes," he acted like he understood, but Wei Lan was sure he was teasing her.
"Where did you learn these?"
"From reading books, of course," she quickly said.
"What a bad girl. Reading naughty books," he teased.
"It was just for learning!" She defended herself. Her face beet-red.
"Alright, then let's put it into practice. I feel like I am going to release my true seed soon," he said.
Wei Lan trembled. She did not respond for a bit. She closed and opened her eyes, calming her nerves.
Under his covetous eyes, she slowly undressed herself. Sheng Xuan reached out immediately.
"You just want to take advantages," she complained.
Sheng Xuan grinned.
Her upper red robe came undone, followed by her inner garments. Soon, her fair, curvaceous body lay bare. Despite her hands covering herself, his eyes still went wide.
"Damn. You are gorgeous," he exclaimed.
Wei Lan snuck a glance at his face. His red eyes brimmed with yearning which greatly pleased her.
"Ah, it got bigger," she said in surprise.
"Of course. You look so beautiful." He pushed her down on the bed and shifted between her legs, the tip bumping against her wet pink slit.
"Ah!" Her eyes locked with his. "Brother Xuan..."
Sheng Xuan kissed her cheeks a few times. "I want to put it in."
"Mm..." she hugged his neck. "Hold me."
Sheng Xuan touched her pink slit, sticky liquid clung to his finger.
"Ah~ Nnh~"
Sheng Xuan rubbed his finger around. "Does it feel good?"
"Ah~ Mm," she evaded his eyes. Her toes curled. Her hips stiffened. The distinct foreign touch was too much, but she did not mind it as much as she expected. To her surprise, she started enjoying his fingers.
His fingers rolled, rubbed, and caressed. She kept anticipating where he would go next, sometimes wishing he would stay a bit longer on her red bean. Her breathing grew more and more laborious. The itch down there grew fierce.
Noticing the changes on her face and the wetness gathering at her slit, he paused.
The sudden stop made her look at him with yearning. He pecked her nose. "Do you want to feel something better?"
"Ah, what is it?" she softly asked.
Sheng Xuan held his penis and rubbed the tip on her slit.
Wei Lan's eyes widened. Her thoughts cleared up. She knew what it was.
"Take me," she softly said, affectionately meeting his eyes.
"It's going to hurt a little."
"Mm, I am ready." She hugged his neck tight.
Sheng Xuan pushed forward, the tip pressing against her pink folds. He shifted around a bit and lowered his hips. The tip parted her folds, barging in. Slowly, he pushed on while closely watching her face.
"Ah, you are going in," she remarked shyly, only to stiffen the next second.
"Ahhh!" she cried out in pain. Red liquid oozed out of their connected spot.
Sheng Xuan's heart ached. He quickly consoled her, kissing, saying sweet words.
"It's going to feel better soon, Lan'er," he pecked her forehead.
Wei Lan gritted her teeth, not uttering another cry. She slowly adjusted to him.
"Does it hurt a lot?" he asked, watching her face.
"It's okay. It's not that bad," she softly said. "You can keep going. I feel you can go even deeper."
"Alright."
Sheng Xuan kept pushing till the tip kissed her flower bud. After the initial sharp pain, Wei Lan was not uncomfortable anymore.
"You are so big," she remarked, feeling herself being expanded every moment.
"Does it feel better now?"
"Mm."
"That's good."
"I want a kiss," Wei Lan demanded, pouting her lips. Sheng Xuan obliged.
Gradually, he thrust in and out at a gentle pace. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but Wei Lan got used to it. Soon, she started letting out pleasant moans.
Sheng Xuan's breathing labored too. She had already teased his penis a lot, and he was halfway to climax long ago. Now, feeling her tight slippery cave, the desire to come inside her climbed fast.
He could not help but have a dark realization. He might come sooner than he would have liked to.
"Ah! Mh! Nn!"
Wei Lan's moans filled the room. She could barely think straight. Her nails drew red marks on his back.
To Sheng Xuan's pleasant surprise, Wei Lan suddenly hugged him tightly, her body tensing as he felt a splash on his groin.
"Ahhh!" she loudly moaned, her body trembling, her mind blanking.
She had come. He took this chance to lovingly kiss her and murmur praise.
Their tongues soon coiled.
Sheng Xuan thrust fast and deep. Wei Lan was particularly sensitive; her moans sounded a bit garbled.
"Slow... Slow..." she murmured, holding him tightly.
Sheng Xuan was not able to. Something hot climbed inside him. His body tensed. His penis went rigid.
He hugged her waist tightly and pumped deep into her, spurting thick loads against her flower bud.
He groaned against her ear. Wei Lan quickly realized. He was coming inside her. She was a little nervous but also happy.
"Brother Xuan~" she sweetly called, rubbing his back and holding him tenderly.
Although some things were unexpected, Sheng Xuan was just glad he had not come before her.
He lifted his dazed head and met her eyes.
"Feel better now?" He kissed her forehead.
"Mm, I am okay," she smiled. "You have to take responsibility now."
Sheng Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Have not I been taking responsibility?"
"It's not the same. I feel truly yours now," she softly said.
"Silly girl, you have always been mine," he kissed her lips.
"Mmh~"
Wei Lan hugged his neck and kissed back. Although they had always been close and had professed their love for each other, she had always been afraid of the 'what if'.
What if he lost interest? What if he found a new person? When Wen Zhi had told them they should wait till they began cultivation, she always wondered if this promise would be kept.
Not being able to fully serve him either as a maid or just cause she loved him had always made her self-conscious. Sensing his pure yang qi in her womb, she knew for certain he had waited for her. What greater reassurance could there be?
Feeling his desires come back, Sheng Xuan pulled away.
"What happened?" she tenderly asked.
"I feel the urge again," he said.
"We can do it," she said.
"Let's do it a bit later. This is your first time," he gently said and sat up.
Sheng Xuan looked down at the connected spot. No wonder people called it a flower. His penis was plunged between beautiful pink folds. He slowly pulled out.
Seeing him stare so intently, she blushed but did not clasp her legs. She had seen his, so it was only natural.
His white seed mixed with blood oozed out in a thin trickle. His heart ached. It probably hurt more than she let on.
He took out a towel and wiped her, slow and careful. Wei Lan was surprised and happy.
"Why bother cleaning it? It's going to be messy again soon," she softly said.
Sheng Xuan did not respond. After wiping, he lay down beside her and spooned her, thinking this would be more comfortable for her.
Turning her head, she said, "I love you."
"I love you too." He kissed her lips.
Sheng Xuan's left hand found its way between her legs. Her pink petals had gone dry.
"Mmh!"
Pulling his lips, he asked, "Does it hurt?"
"No, it does not. You know I am a cultivator," she said in feigned annoyance.
"Really?" He scrutinized her face for lies.
"Mhm, you can put it in again." She took hold of his half-hard penis sandwiched between her thighs.
He groaned. "Let's wait a while longer."
"You are so annoying. I said I am fine," she huffed. "I will keep playing with it then. Let me see how long 'a while' is."
"Well, then we will be here all night," he said.
"We will see." She smirked.