Erika lived in a three-story villa in the gym's backyard. She usually ate lunch at home to accompany her mother. Ever since her father passed away from "KXK Syndrome," her mother had raised her alone, working tirelessly to help her become a Gym Leader. Now that she was successful, Erika made sure to spend as much time as possible with her.
However, her mother had seemed different lately. Instead of staring out the window with nostalgia for the past, she now often had a radiant, glowing smile, as if she had rediscovered a long-lost happiness. And when she did look out the window, she wasn't looking at the sky—she was looking toward Li Yuan's shop.
Her mother, Kyoko, often visited Li Yuan's shop and would sometimes stay the entire night. Erika tried to tell herself it was because her mother and Delia had found things to talk about. She desperately tried to ignore the memory of the night a few years ago when she swapped bathrooms with her mother, only to find her mother and Li Yuan becoming "unusually close" afterward.
"Mother, I've brought Li Yuan over," Erika called out as they entered the house. Kyoko knew about their relationship, so there was no need to hide.
"Li Yuan is here? I have one last dish to finish. Why don't you two rest for a moment?" Kyoko said. She wore a traditional kimono, much like her daughter. As a refined woman from the Kanto region, she was an expert in both household affairs and... "serving a husband." Li Yuan caught the way her eyes lit up the moment he arrived.
"Auntie Kyoko, don't work too hard. Anything you make is fine," Li Yuan said, his eyes tracing the mature, graceful lines of her face.
"It's good to know someone cares about me. Rest with Erika; I'll be out to join you soon," Kyoko replied, her voice carrying a hint of hunger.
Erika wanted to groan. Mother, can you at least try to hide it? What do you mean 'join him'?
"Alright, Auntie. I'll be waiting for you~," Li Yuan replied, his words laced with hidden meaning.
Once they were in the living room, Li Yuan immediately pulled Erika down onto the sofa. He pinned the beautiful Gym Leader beneath him, his face inches from hers. He could smell her signature perfume—a scent derived from the essence of Gloom. It was a fragrance that supposedly did wonders for the skin, which explained why the forty-year-old Kyoko still looked like she was in her thirties.
Li Yuan began to trail kisses down Erika's neck. She trembled, her eyes fluttering shut as she surrendered to his touch. He moved from her neck to her collarbone and shoulders, leaving a trail of dark red hickeys. Finally, he buried his face in her cleavage, inhaling the milky, floral scent of her skin before "planting more strawberries" on her breasts.
Erika gasped, her face flushed with heat. She pulled his head closer, arching her back and pressing her breasts against his face. The sensation was nearly suffocating, a soft paradise that made him feel like he was touching the heavens.
Li Yuan eventually pulled back, his face flushed from the lack of air, and stared at the saliva-slicked skin of her chest. In a surge of lust, he pinned her down again and captured her lips. Erika wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth, inviting his tongue inside.
Their tongues entangled in a wet, frantic dance. Erika wrapped her long, slender legs around his waist, her core pressing hard against his throbbing erection through their clothes. The sounds of their wet, rhythmic kissing filled the room.
As their passion intensified, their clothes began to fall away. The silk of the kimono and the constraints of their underwear were discarded until their bare skin was pressed together. Erika's breasts rubbed against his chest like velvet brushes, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her.
"Sister Erika, there's even more water here than there was in the livestream chat," Li Yuan whispered, his hand sliding down between her thighs to find her soaking wet.
"It's all your fault... you bad brother..." Erika moaned, her eyes glassy with lust.
Li Yuan didn't waste any more time. He guided his rock-hard "sausage" to her entrance and thrust inward, burying himself deep in her tight, cream-filled "puff" in one smooth motion.
"AHHH—! You're... you're so big... it's so full..."
Erika let out a high-pitched cry of pleasure, her neck arching back. He began to pound into her, every thrust hitting her cervix with a wet, rhythmic squelch. She clung to him, her legs locked around his waist as she sobbed with pleasure.
"Li Yuan... harder... deeper... oh yes..."
As they reached their peak, footsteps sounded from the kitchen. Kyoko walked out carrying the final dish, only to find her daughter naked and being ravished by the boy on the sofa. Her daughter's breasts were bouncing wildly with every thrust, her face a mask of pure, carnal addiction.
However, Kyoko didn't scream. Instead, a strange, hungry light flashed in her eyes. Her own face flushed a deep red as she quietly slowed her pace, watching the scene with a predatory intensity.