Bing Rong’s body convulses above Shen Yuan, her back arching as the intense pleasure consumes her.
A symphony of ecstatic cries and breathless moans fill the room as she rides out her high, her nails digging into his chest.
Her velvet walls clench and flutter wildly around his throbbing shaft, gripping him like a vice as her orgasm peaks.
Each clench of her pussy pushes her closer to the edge, her juices gushing out to coat Shen Yuan’s dick and balls.
The sensation of her climaxing around him, the slick heat and tight grip, is almost too much for Shen Yuan to bear.
She collapses against his chest, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her intense orgasm.
Gasping and panting, she buries her face in his neck, her fingers curling in his hair. Slowly, her breathing starts to even out as she floats down from the clouds.
“Yuan’er,” she whispers, her voice hoarse and ragged from her cries of pleasure. “That was… incredible. Even better than the last time.”
She lifts her head to gaze at him, her eyes shining with post-coital bliss and deep affection. A soft, shy smile plays at the corners of her lips as she cups his face in her palms.
“I love you,” she murmurs, stating it as if it’s the simplest, most natural thing in the world. “I love you so much, Yuan’er. More than anything.”
Shen Yuan smiled back at her, softly kissing on her forehead, “And I love you as well. More than you think.”
Bing Rong smiled shyly, but just then, she realized his dick was still hand inside of her pussy, she smiled mischievously, “Up for round two?”
Shen Yuan smiled lewdly and turned around their bodies, pushing Bing Rong down below him, he moved towards her ears, “See how I will take care of you and your little sister down there now.”
Cries of moans echoed in the room as the two of them continued doing it throughout the day and night as they finally feel asleep after exploring lots of new things about doing Dual Cultivation.
…
As the first light of dawn filtered through the sheer curtains, a warm, golden glow illuminated the room.
Shen Yuan stirred, his eyes fluttering open to the sight of Bing Rong sleeping against his chest, her soft, steady breaths tickling his skin.
The room reeked of their activities as damp patches of liquid lay all over the place. Clothes lay strewn across the floor, a testament to their wild passion.
Shen Yuan tightened his arm around Bing Rong, pulling her closer. The warmth of her naked skin against his own filled him with a sense of peace.
He placed a soft kiss on her forehead, his lips lingering as a faint smile played on his face.
Bing Rong stirred, her eyelashes fluttering as she slowly opened her eyes. A soft yawn escaped her lips as she looked up at him, her cheeks tinting pink as the memories of the previous night returned.
“Good morning, Yuan’er,” she murmured, her voice still laced with sleep.
“Morning, Sister Rong,” Shen Yuan replied, his tone gentle yet teasing. “Did you sleep well, or did I exhaust you too much?”
Bing Rong laughed softly, her eyes twinkling with affection. “You certainly didn’t hold back. But I don’t mind. Last night was… special.”
Shen Yuan’s grin widened. “It was. I’ll make sure we have more moments like this.”
Bing Rong propped herself up on her elbow, brushing a strand of hair from her face as she looked at him. “You’re insatiable, you know that?” she said, her tone playful but filled with warmth.
“I could say the same about you,” Shen Yuan shot back, his hand reaching for her ass and gave her a playful spank. “But I suppose we both have duties to attend to today.”
Bing Rong eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected spank, but she soon closer her eyes and enjoyed the movement, getting closer to Shen Yuan’s body to feel his hard dick pressing against her twitching pussy.
But she soon sighed, resting her chin on his chest. “Unfortunately, you’re right. I need to meet with the Inner Disciples for their training. I’ve neglected them long enough.”
Shen Yuan tilted her chin up gently, his gaze soft. “Don’t overwork yourself. I’ll be here when you’re done.”
Bing Rong smiled, leaning up to place a lingering kiss on his lips. “I’ll hold you to that.”
With a reluctant sigh, she slipped out of the bed, the sheets pooling around her waist before she rose fully, revealing her flawless body.
She moved gracefully, gathering her scattered robes and donning them piece by piece.
A cleaning spell whisked away the remnants of their activities, leaving the room fresh once more.
As she adjusted her robes and fixed her hair, Bing Rong turned back to Shen Yuan, who was still lounging in bed, his hands behind his head and a satisfied smirk on his face.
“You’re not even going to get up, are you?” she teased, shaking her head.
“Not yet,” Shen Yuan admitted, stretching lazily. “I deserve a bit of rest after last night’s exertion.”
Bing Rong chuckled, shaking her head fondly. “Rest well, then. And try not to get into too much trouble while I’m gone.”
Shen Yuan smirked, his voice laced with mischief. “No promises.”
Bing Rong rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the smile tugging at her lips. She stepped closer, leaning down to press one final kiss to his forehead. “Take care, Yuan’er.”
“And you, Sister Rong,” he replied, his voice soft.
With a graceful turn, Bing Rong exited the room.
Shen Yuan remained where he was for a moment longer, staring at the ceiling with a contented sigh before finally rising to start his own day.
…
Shen Yuan stood in his garden, his gaze lingering on the empty center where a tree used to stood in his previous courtyard.
The morning sun bathed the area in a soft, golden glow, but the emptiness seemed out of place for him.
The faint scent of lotus blossoms in the distance couldn’t mask the void he felt as he traced the outline of where his cherished cherry tree once stood.
He exhaled softly, his thoughts drifting to his old mansion in the inner sect. It had been the place where he spend the most time drinking wine or tea, or just simply meditating before the tribulation had left it in ruins.
His eyes flashed with a hint of resolve as he decided to visit what had remained of his previous courtyard.
With one last glance at the empty garden, Shen Yuan left his courtyard and headed out towards a nearby Spatial Portal.
Outside of his courtyard, the mountain was empty as he was the only one currently on it. He took a deep breath, feeling the fresh mountain air filling his lungs.
“Lan’er, why did I not breakthrough last night? I thought my accumulations were enough to break through to the next level.” He softly asked while walking forward.
[Because your body is still improving, even thought at a slower rate as the assimilation of the Tribulation power has yet to end. So you will need to spend quite a bit more time on your current level.]