After Wu Qianyu cleaned herself, she fully undressed and joined Chen Wentian in bed. Her heart soared at the things they could soon do. She hugged him and nestled her head against his bare chest, listening to the steady and strong heartbeat.
"Qianyu…" He murmured as he stroked her head, "I'm happy that you can show this side of you to me."
"Hmm?"
"You are such a strong woman, strong in heart and spirit." He said softly, "You will be an immortal one day. I believe in you."
"Master…"
She was back to calling him master. She flipped back so quickly and she couldn't help it.
"Qianyu, do you remember what you did at Thousand Flower City during that bandit attack?"
He smiled and continued to stroke her head, "You were amazing. Your fighting strength, your tenacity, the way you fought off those four devils, I was really happy. You are my strongest."
"Really?" She blushed.
Chen Wentian chuckled and hugged her. Wu Qianyu had a weakness. Occasionally, she would spiral into a bout of melancholy for whatever reason. She would retreat into herself and barely talk to others. Nobody could get through to her, except him. She would stay moody like this for a long time unless he coaxed her out of it.
He gave her bare buttocks a few light slaps, eliciting shy giggles, "Qianyu, if you want to stay by my side forever, then you know what you must do."
She felt his cock, which was pressed against her stomach, twitch and come back to life. His little dragon roared, seeking attention.
He left a trail of kisses from her lips to her ear and whispered, "Come on, ride me."
She shivered from his words and from excitement.
Chen Wentian leaned back and watched happily as Wu Qianyu straddled him. With her heavy breasts swinging from side to side, she found his cock and pressed it against her lower lips. After a few teasing kisses, she spread herself to him and pushed his cock inside.
"Ahhh." She let out a long, satisfied moan.
She was already dripping wet and there was no resistance. His cock sank into her all the way to the hilt. It felt so good, filling her with searing heat, stretching her delectably with his thickness, and prodding her deepest, most intimate area with his length. It was perfect.
He chuckled, "How is it, better than the imitation?"
He was referring to the dildo Lin Qingcheng had gifted her. It was supposed to an exact replica but seeing her expression, she greatly preferred the real thing over it.
Wu Qianyu nodded and groaned, "The best."
Hearing such sweet words, he couldn't help but jerk his hips upward, stabbing her pussy, sending a powerful spike of joy through her.
"Ahh!" She gasped and collapsed against him.
Feeling her soft breasts pressed against his chest, he felt that this was also good and started a steady rhythm, gently rocking his hips up and down.
"Ahh… yess… ahhh!"
She let out steady sounds of satisfaction, matching his movements. Powerlessly, she lay atop him, riding through the waves of steady pleasure that was quickly building toward an impending climax.
Once more, she was amazed at how good it felt, how much better it was than when she was alone. This was why she didn't want to go off somewhere and cultivate alone.
Was she too dependent on him? She didn't care.
Her pussy was full of his cock. Her body, mind, and spirit were being overwhelmed by pleasure. And her heart was full of love.
Like that, Chen Wentian held onto Wu Qianyu and fucked her gently, tenderly until she unraveled in his arms. After suffering through her erotic cries and shuddering moans, he rolled them over and pressed her into the bed. He gave it to her hard and fast until she climaxed once more but he still didn't let her rest. With her on all fours, he plowed into her from behind, enjoying her loud wails until she orgasms for a third time. Only after she collapsed in surrender, after her pussy had been thoroughly ravished by him did he let himself go, filling her with his seed, just the way she liked it.
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Later that evening, Chen Wentian awoke. He sensed one of his disciples was outside, standing at the prow of the flying ship. Wu Qianyu was still next to him on the bed, snoring softly. He sensed who it was and decided on a midnight date.
He cleaned himself up and put on his disguise as Lin Huzhong. Then, he slipped out of the room and arrived behind her with a quiet gust of wind. The night was calm. The stars were out, barely visible due to bright lanterns throughout the harbor.
Peng Lingxi turned around and smiled lightly, "Master."
She was also wearing her disguise as the Sixth Great Beauty. Her blood-red dress made her seem even more mysterious and enchanting than usual.
"Anything interesting tonight?" He asked casually.
"Out here? No." She tilted her head, "But inside your room, there must have been many interesting things happening."
"…"
"I never thought Sister Wu could make sounds like that. It is quite enlightening."
"My Sixth Great Beauty, are you jealous?"
"Heh," Her smile was hidden by the veil, "All women are jealous creatures."
She hugged him, wrapping her arms around his wide waist. In the process, her hat fell backward revealing her beautiful face. She pecked him on the cheek before he could react.
"Master, my lord dragon," She whispered, "Was Sister Wu not enough to satisfy you tonight? How about taking a bite out of this great beauty?"
Unable to bear her teasing, he returned the hug and squeezed her ass, "My great beauty, are you trying to tempt me?"
She pouted, "Of course!"
He looked into her eyes and found no uncertainty, only hope and unwavering love. It was a different kind of love that Wu Qianyu showed him. Hers was desperate, dependent, as if she would suffocate without him. Peng Lingxi was pure, spirited, and completely unconditional.
"Lingxi…" He whispered, "What should I do with you? Nobody… nobody in my whole life has loved me like you. I don't know what to do."
She kissed him again, "There's no need to think about it. Love is not difficult. Master, is there a need to be so worried? Whether were here at the Temple of the Clouds or back home at the sect, whether it is you or another form of you, it doesn't matter to me."
He sighed, "Why are your words so sweet?"
He always had to speak such sweet words to his other disciples, especially Wu Qianyu. With Peng Lingxi, she took care of it all, why was it so easy?
"Why are you so perfect?" He made up his mind, "I don't want to make love to you as a fatty. But I promise, as soon as we return home, I will make you mine forever."
Peng Lingxi smiled brightly. She had been waiting to hear those words ever since the beginning. Uncaring of his disguise, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Their lips remained locked for a long time, long into the early morning.
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