Pah Pah Pah!
In one of the high, dimly lit viewing rooms above the arena, the wet, lewd sounds of sex echoed through the air. A handsome young man stood behind a beautiful, blue-haired woman, his pants pooled on the floor as he thrust his erect cock into her from behind. Muffled moans and groans followed each deep thrust.
"Fuck! You are so tight, you take me so well," Kyle growled, digging his fingers into Nuna's plump ass cheek.
Nuna leaned against the armrest of the long couch, her black dress lifted up to her waist, revealing her soaked pink lace panties that were pushed aside, exposing the glistening folds of her wet pussy. She moaned loudly with each thrust as her body moved in rhythm with his, her hips swaying and her moans growing louder with each thrust.
"Aghnnnn..!!!"
Kyle grunted with each movement, his hands gripping onto her hips as he drove his erect cock deeper. "Faster," Nuna cried out, her eyes closed and her head thrown back in pleasure. She moved her hips backward each time he thrust forward, making the lewd sounds louder each time. The wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed for some time.
Pah Pah Pah!
After several minutes of this intense lovemaking, Nuna cried out once more, "I'm cumming!" Kyle responded, increasing his pace, aiming to drive them both to the edge simultaneously.
"I'm cumming! Don't stop, don't you dare stop!" Nuna cried out. And with one final thrust, Kyle buried himself deep inside her, triggering her orgasm. His own orgasm came too. White cum spurted from his cock, filling her womb with his seed.
They stayed in that position for a couple of seconds as they came, eventually falling weakly once the waves of pleasure had subsided.
"Haaaa....Haaaa...Haaaa! That....was...so good."
They took a moment to catch their breath, leaning against each other as they panted heavily. Kyle's cock slowly began to deflate. He pulled it out slowly, watching their combined fluids flow out of her cunt with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Yeah, you were being so loud though." Kyle chuckled, and Nuna groaned in response to his accusation.
Nuna remains lying on the couch; Kyle had exhausted her, it seems. Her pussy twitches occasionally, still spewing out semen, and Kyle feels his cock hardening again at the beautiful sight.
Nuna straightened up and moved to slide her clothes back into place, but then Kyle moved back behind her, holding her ass, massaging her ass cheeks, causing Nuna to moan. "I'm not finished with you yet," he said gruffly.
Nuna blushed. As much as she wanted him inside her again, she shook her head. "We have to clean up our mess before Sebastian returns. We can do it later back at the inn," she said, still sounding breathless.
"I can't help it," Kyle muttered, his eyes glued to her wet, swollen pussy. "You taste so good, and I want more."
Nuna smiled, despite the exhaustion showing on her face. "Maybe later," she said, sliding her clothes back into place. "But for now, we need to clean up."
Nuna lingered for a moment, standing idly, savoring the afterglow of their passionate encounter. She could still feel the warmth of Kyle's cum inside her. She straightened up once the tiredness had subsided, massaging the space below her navel softly.
She asks, "Uhmmm...Kyle..."
"Hmmm, yes?"
"Can I carry your child one day?"
Kyle's eyes widened in no mild surprise. He looked at Nuna, wearing a shocked expression. For a long moment, he didn't respond, his gaze locked onto hers.
Kyle had brought up the topic of the chances of Nuna becoming pregnant before, since he had been cumming inside her for a while now, and he thought they might be in trouble. Fortunately for him, she had been taking proper measures to prevent that, using a common qi technique to ensure his semen did not knock her up.
That was when Kyle realised how careless and ignorant he had been. What if there were no such techniques in this world? They were both fertile young adults, and having sex almost daily and giving her creampies nearly every time was bound to end in a pregnancy.
This had made him realise he was not against having children; if their activities led to that, he would be stressed about it, but he would be happy as well. But if he had to choose between having a child and not, at the moment, he would choose the latter.
There were a lot of responsibilities that came with being a parent that he was not prepared for, and there were still many things he wanted to do before bringing a life into this world, like becoming strong enough to protect his family and building his very own home.
But still, since he had so casually asked the question to Nuna, she must have assumed he was not against it.
With a gentle smile, he reached out and cupped her cheek, tilting her face up to meet his. "I'll admit... I hadn't really considered it," he admitted, his voice slightly hesitant. "I mean, it's still early, you know? We haven't even settled down yet. We still have our lives ahead of us. We are both young."
"But, I would like that very much, Nuna, one day," he said softly. "To father a child with you, to watch it grow and thrive... It's a wonderful dream."
He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. "But for now, let's focus on enjoying each other, shall we? We have plenty of time to consider the future."
Nuna smiled, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "Agreed," she murmured against his mouth. "One step at a time."
With that, they sealed their promise with another passionate kiss, the heat between them still simmering, ready to ignite once more whenever the mood struck. For now, though, they were content to bask in the afterglow of their love, as they hung high above the arena.
The sound-blocking array around the room was quite convenient, blocking out any sound that could come in or go out. So, despite the crowd's excitement outside, they could not hear a thing, and no matter how loud the two of them became, no one outside could hear them.
And there was another mechanism on the glass panel allowing them to see down below. Right now, it was completely black, blocking any eyes from peering in, but that meant neither could they see outside.
Regardless, they had nothing to worry about. The first round was expected to last at least three days, so they had three days of leisure before either of them had to participate. They were both house Ravenshade's seeded participants after all.
Just then, the door slid open with a soft hiss. A tall, older man stepped in, his posture impeccable and his expression calm. Sebastian.
"Young master. Lady Nuna." He bowed to them both with equal respect, though his deference toward Nuna carried the subtle weight of genuine courtesy. From Kyle's observations, Nuna's sudden change of status from Kyle's maid to his lover did not seem to rattle him at all. "The registrations have been confirmed. There were no discrepancies in your placements."
Nuna offered a small smile. "Thank you, Sebastian."
He nodded once, then stepped back, hands folded neatly behind his back. Kyle turned slightly in his chair and gestured to the open seat near the corner. "You can sit down if you would like, Sebastian. You've been running around since morning."
The butler shook his head immediately. "That would be improper, young master. I'm far more comfortable standing."
Kyle sighed but didn't press the issue. "Suit yourself."
For a while, the three of them simply watched the screens. The shifting projections showed battles unfolding across mountains, forests, and rivers. The disciples' auras flared like shooting stars—some bright and fierce, others flickering out in sudden bursts of light as they were eliminated from the realm.
Then, a faint frown creased Sebastian's forehead.
He sniffed once. Then again.
"Do you… smell that, young master?" he asked quietly, his tone uncertain. "Something faint… metallic, cinnamony perhaps?"
Kyle blinked, then looked at him in surprise. "Smell what?"
Sebastian sniffed the air once more. "It's… odd. Like iron and ash. Burnt mana, maybe."
Kyle's eyes widened just slightly, realising what it was that Sebastian spoke of. His expression remained calm, but his tone grew casual—too casual. "I can't smell anything, Sebastian. You're imagining things."
He turned to Nuna. "Right, my dear?"
Kyle and Nuna had cleaned the room up, but they had both forgotten to disperse the lingering scent of their sex.
Nuna hesitated for half a heartbeat before smiling softly and as calmly as she could manage. "Right. I don't smell anything either." The only thing they could do was feign ignorance and hope Sebastian would not press the matter.
Sebastian frowned, glancing between them suspiciously. "Strange. Perhaps it's nothing."
Kyle waved a dismissive hand. "You've been up since dawn. You're probably just tired."
The butler gave a polite nod. "As you say, young master."
But even as he stepped back into the shadows of the chamber, his eyes flickered once—toward the ceiling, around the room. The smell still lingered. Barely perceptible, but enough to make his brow occasionally crease into a light frown.
He said nothing more.