iling blinked, stunned. "…A virgin?"
The word lingered between them, strange, heavy, almost unbelievable to iling. Her heart thudded violently, a mix of pride, jealousy, and desire erupting all at once.
Ren leaned back slightly in the chair, smirking faintly at her expression. "Surprised? I told you—I don't want anyone else. Only you. I've never been with a man even though people tried to force . I'm not a manwhore like they claim I am."
He could visibly see how much his words caused changes to iling. Just like in his original world, most of the won here really valued the viginity of n, after all it gave them a sense of pride to take the viriginity of a man. "I guess it's true… that people are most influenced in their vulnerable monts."
[Affection Tracker]
Lan iling – 15% → 20% → 30% → 35% (Congrats! The host finally stopped being just another man in her eyes… for now.)
"I couldn't even shake it from 15% for a few days, but now look at it—almost double that amount," Ren thought to himself.
Her heart pounded. She could almost hear it ringing in her ears.
Ren leaned back casually in the chair, his faint smirk doing nothing but making her burn hotter. Only …? He only wants ?
iling's steps carried her forward, each one slow, deliberate, as if her body already knew what her mind couldn't fully accept. She knelt slightly, her trembling hands brushing over the buttons of Ren's shirt.
In this world, a man's clothing wasn't just ordinary attire for most won—it was the equivalent of stripping off a bra in Ren's original world, the very first real layer of intimacy.
Her fingers fumbled at first, betraying her nerves, but she pushed through. One button, then another, until she slid the shirt off his shoulders and tossed it aside. Her face flushed red, her breathing shallow. He's letting do this… He's giving everything. His first ti… mine to claim.
Next ca his vest, her hands running over his chest as she untucked it and pulled it away. The warmth of his skin brushed her fingertips, and she nearly shivered. Why does just touching him make feel like this? My heart's about to burst… it's like it'll explode right out of .
Finally, she reached his pants. Her lips parted unconsciously, her throat dry. She unfastened them slowly, sliding them down bit by bit. Each movent made her pulse faster, her vision blurrier from the storm of emotions raging inside. I… I can't believe this. He's really mine. Ren is mine…
[Affection Tracker]
Lan iling – 35% → 40% → 50% (Attempting dangerous zone.)
Ren's sharp eyes never left her. He could see the struggle, the fire, the desire building within her with every layer of clothing she removed. "Is this your first ti too, iling? I heard the Lan family has their own brothels… you didn't partake in any of those?"
Ren asked, curious, because he couldn't believe she was such a purist. The more he got to know her, the worse he felt about what he was about to do to her—because technically, he was using her.
"I don't like going there… it just doesn't feel real. I was waiting for my partner, and I think I found mine," iling muttered, almost making Ren feel guilty.
Moving closer to iling again, Ren pressed his lips against hers. Just like last ti, she lted into the kiss, but this ti there was sothing different—she was trying her best to take the lead. After all, in this world, won were expected to guide intimacy. She couldn't let Ren do everything and risk him thinking she was incapable.
Before he realized it, iling had pushed him back and straddled him, kissing him hungrily as if she refused to give him the upper hand.
When their lips finally parted, Ren smirked, a teasing glint in his eyes. He pointed down at his hardened length and whispered, "Do you… want to taste this?"
Staring at his testicles for the first ti, iling found them quite nice and large, with a little hesitation, iling lowered her head and licked them gently giving the answer Ren wanted.
Shuddering slightly, Ren whispers "That's nice"
Raising her eyebrows, iling gives the testicles another lick and notices the trembling in the man in front of her, causing her eyes to sparkle for a mont.
Smiling seductively, iling lowers her head further and takes both testicles into her mouth, causing Ren to suck in a gasp of air from the danger yet pleasure this action brought. "I knew she is a prodigiy! but to this extent,"
With amused eyes, iling looked at Ren's penis and thought for a few seconds, then released the testicles and moved slowly towards the tip.
Looking at the pink glans that is supposed to inside her, iling gives him a little lick, then gives one after another, to finally end up licking him like a lollipop.
Biting his lips, Ren just looked at iling, feeling an incredible visual pleasure.
Stopping her licking, iling brings her nose close to Ren's mber and sniffs deeply, then mutters to herself "It slls so good... it's like all of Ren's scent is concentrated here..."
With a little hesitation, iling opens her mouth wide and shoves the glans inside her mouth, causing Ren to wriggle his toes at the sudden change in atmosphere.
But soon, Ren felt a dreadful sensation approaching. It would have been pleasurable if it hadn't co up so soon—but the situation right now was completely different.
Realizing with frustration that he couldn't take it anymore, Ren quickly decided to tap out. He didn't want this to end up like last ti, where he never even got to experience what it was like to be inside a woman. "iling… stop! stop! I want to change our position," he blurted.
At first, iling was too engrossed in what she was doing to even hear him. Ren's "light taps" on her, which weren't light at all, barely registered to her because of how strong she was. But eventually, his persistence drew her attention. Reluctantly, she pulled away from his length, licking her lips as though she had just tasted the most delicious food in the world.
At this point, Ren's penis was slick with iling's spit, but it wasn't the wettest thing in the room—her own pussy was dripping her love juices everywhere. In this world, n rarely lusted after won, their sex drives unusually low… but Ren was different. His mind didn't work like a typical man's; he felt desire in ways most n here couldn't even comprehend.
Was it his mind clashing with his own body? He always felt both of them were at conflict, but right now all he wanted was to be inside iling's wet pussy.
But the real question was—what position was he going to fuck her? After all, the most common position in this world was none other than cowgirl, with the woman on top. It wasn't just preference, but a cultural norm. Won were the dominant ones in bed, the initiators, the ones expected to lead. n, with their weaker sex drive, were usually treated more like recipients of pleasure than participants.
iling wasn't any different. She couldn't possibly allow a man to dominate her and ruin her reputation as a woman. So, the mont she sensed Ren wanted to have sex, she quickly told him to lie down on the table so she could mount him. But Ren had different plans—after all, the table looked like it could snap under their weight and break his spine, and the floor was the last place he wanted to be with how dirty it was.
Suddenly, before iling could even react, Ren hugged her from behind and began sniffing along her body. The unexpected gesture left her stunned—and even more aroused, thrilled by the rare sensation of being desired so intensely by a man like him.
Slling iling deeply, Ren confird that she was indeed a woman of pure luxury because even her sweat slled rather aromatic for Ren at the mont.
"You have such a beautiful pussy~" Whispering in iling's ear, Ren continued "I want so badly to get inside~"
Breathing heavily, iling ust let herself go, but she hesitated a little. "Is this...is this ok for him to have sex with instead of having sex with him?"
Grabbing iling's shoulder, Ren whispered "Move your pretty ass toward ~ I am going inside."
With those words any hesitation iling had easily went down the drain.
Nodding quickly, iling moved backwards excitedly, as her pussy was already starting to glisten with her fluids.
Grabbing iling's firm, perky ass, Ren lifted her up and pulled her against his legs, aligning his cock with her pussy as he hugged her tightly. "We're a perfect match! Don't worry about anything… your family, your enemies. You'll have , and I'll have you. Let's be each other's and face everything together."
Those words were exactly what iling needed to hear. Ren knew it too—the Affection Tracker was rising like crazy, jumping from a re 50% to almost 60% in an instant.
[Affection Tracker]
Lan iling – 35% → 40% → 50% → 60% (Congratulations, you've entered the dangerous zone.)
Sucking in a breath of air, iling felt her insides open wider than normal, causing her to clench her legs, while Ren hugged iling tighter out of instinct.
Breathing heavily, Ren savored the new pleasure flooding his consciousness as his cock pushed deeper and deeper.
With his pelvis pressed against her ass, he glanced down and saw that only about three centiters remained outside—but instead of worrying, he looked up and t iling's misty eyes.
Smiling with excitent, Ren was about to whisper words of love when suddenly an electric shock ran through his entire body, as if he were being consud by pure euphoria itself.
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