Kuro didn't answer immediately.
His smile remained in place—thin and unreadable.
He crossed his arms over his chest, watching Xu Fu as if assessing something.
A few seconds of silence passed.
"Please… remove it," he said casually.
The sentence was simple.
Yet it was enough to shift the atmosphere.
A faint dark aura flowed from Xu Fu's body—her displeasure was palpable, even if unspoken.
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
But in the end… she still moved closer.
Without many words, her hands reached out—touching Kuro's waist, then slowly beginning to remove his pants with calm, controlled, and deliberate movements.
After that, Xu Fu crouched down in front of Kuro, small body trembling slightly, fingers wrapped around the hot rod.
She moved it slowly, teasingly, but with a steady rhythm that made him shiver.
Kuro raised his left eyebrow, tilting his head slightly, curiosity flickering across his face.
"Aren't you going to use your mouth?"
Xu Fu didn't answer immediately.
She closed her eyes for a heartbeat, savoring the slick heat under her fingers, letting the slick warmth slide along her fingertips.
"We're not lovers," she said casually, voice soft but teasing. "I won't do it."
She opened her eyes, gaze locked onto Kuro's, lips curling into a crooked, mischievous smile.
"But how does my hand feel?" she purred, slowly moving her hand, teasing every sensitive inch. "Do you like it, Master? Look, your body doesn't lie."
Kuro chuckled, low and amused, his eyes glinting with heat.
"Not bad," he murmured, voice husky. "For triggering a biological reaction, you're not that bad."
A long pause stretched between them, tension thick as Xu Fu stared at his arrogant, androgynous face, body pressed so close, warmth dripping from her fingers, teasing his slick flesh.
"Heh," she finally replied, soft breath hitching, thighs glistening under the subtle moisture pooling there. "Just wait and see—I'll wipe that smug look off your face, Master."
Then, feeling she'd teased enough for the moment, Xu Fu climbed back onto Kuro's lap, slow, deliberate, dripping slightly from the arousal she had teased out of herself.
But this time, unlike before when he'd simply sat sideways, they were facing each other.
Her small body pressed against his, slick curves brushing his, fingers still glistening with warm moisture, teasing and trembling.
Slowly, Xu Fu pressed the warm rod into her jasmine petals, slick heat coating her trembling fingers.
"Ugh…" she moaned, voice breathy and shaky. "This hurts… your heat rod to big..."
Her small body tensed, quivering uncontrollably as the sharp, exquisite sting spread, like a hot knife pressing deep inside her.
Every inch of her slick petals shivered around the intrusion, dripping, sensitive, trembling with unrestrained sensation.
Her cheeks flushed faintly, head bowed, lips parting in soft, ragged whimpers, as if she didn't dare meet Kuro's gaze.
Even so, her arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders, clinging for support as heat pooled low in her belly, slick and unrelenting.
Kuro frowned slightly, eyes dark as he studied her shivering form.
"Hey," he murmured, low and teasing. "You're actually pretty bold, aren't you? Just preparing—"
"Shut up," Xu Fu snapped, voice sharp but breathless, small chest rising and falling rapidly.
Kuro fell silent, lips curling into a faint, crooked smile.
"…alright…" he replied flatly, eyes glinting with wicked anticipation.
Almost immediately, Xu Fu began to move slowly, fingers brushing, twisting, and pressing the rod deeper.
Every shift sent sharp pulses of pain mixed with heat, her body betraying her as waves of dripping, helpless pleasure pulsed through her.
"Ahk…♡ ahk…♡ ughh…♡ haah…♡"
Kuro watched her carefully, silence thick with tension, before finally curling his lips into that crooked, teasing grin.
Both hands reached out, gripping Xu Fu's waist, holding her slick, trembling body tight.
Xu Fu froze, startled, small frame quivering at his touch.
"W-wait!? What's—"
Before she could finish, Kuro stood abruptly, moving with sudden force.
"Ohhh...♡"
Xu Fu's eyes widened in shock, mouth opening in a sharp gasp as the pain—and delicious, dripping pleasure—spiked, far more intense than before.
Every slick curve, every trembling fold pressed against him, entirely exposed, entirely hers, and entirely soaked.
"Ngah...♡ ngah...♡ haah..♡ hnhaah...♡"
Her breaths came in ragged, dripping gasps, hips pressing, sliding, quivering in helpless anticipation, utterly undone, her small body trembling from the exquisite torment.
The position continued, each motion slow, teasing, deliberate, until finally her petals began to glisten, slick and damp as if drenched by a teasing drizzle, the sharp sting melting into an overwhelming, shivering pleasure.
"Ohhh…♡"
A sudden, scorching wave of heat surged within her, radiating outward like sunlight igniting a flower in full bloom during a harsh winter. Every nerve, every fold, every trembling curve pulsed with decadent ecstasy.
But Kuro didn't relent.
His hips, and rod moved again, again, and again, dragging her deeper into helpless pleasure, making Xu Fu roll her eyes back, body slick and shivering under the relentless rhythm.
"Ohhh…♡ Ohhh…♡ Ahh…♡ haaah…♡"
Her moans grew ragged, wet, desperate, each one a ragged gasp, spilling from her throat like air being ripped from her lungs.
Hips jerked, thighs quivering, body trembling uncontrollably as every slick stroke, every teasing motion pushed her closer to collapse.
Then, Kuro's white fluid surged inside her, hot, filling, pooling deep, making her small frame shiver violently.
"Ahk...♡ hnggah...♡ hng...♡ haah...♡ ughh...♡"
Every gasp, every trembling arch, every droplet sliding down her thighs betrayed how utterly helpless and soaked she had become.
Even as the fluid poured into her, he didn't stop—he moved again, thrusting, pressing, teasing, dragging her further into surrender.
Every inch of her dripping body, every slick fold, every shivering moan was his to command, leaving her utterly undone, quivering, and shamelessly lost in pleasure.
"Ohhh…♡ haaah…♡ aaah…♡ please…♡"
Her words were ragged, barely coherent, but her body spoke more clearly—dripping, trembling, entirely his, entirely consumed, completely broken in pleasure.
***
An hour later.
"Slurp…♡ lick…♡ haa…♡ lick…♡"
Xu Fu knelt on the slick floor, lips and tongue sliding over the warm, pulsing shaft with shameless devotion.
Every movement was slow, teasing, deliberate—savoring every slick inch.
The floor beneath her was a gleaming pool of white fluid, reflecting the faint city lights from outside the window, the scent of sex thick in the air.
On the other side, Kuro lounged in a chair, eyes dark, a faint, knowing smile curling his lips as he watched her.
"Caster," he said, voice low and teasing. "I still remember an hour ago, you said you wouldn't do this because we aren't a couple, right?"
Xu Fu fell silent, cheeks flushed, body trembling slightly as her slick fingers and lips continued their work.
"I just wanted to help you—that's all," she murmured breathlessly, "Because you looked so hopeless."
Of course, Xu wouldn't admit it—her pride, her teasing words, all masking the truth.
Deep down, she was already being carried away, helplessly craving the intimate heat between herself and her Master.
The closer he pressed herself, the more her body betrayed her.
Every brush of his skin, subtle pressure, slick thrust against her petals made her moan, shiver, and tremble in ways she could never have anticipated.
Her lips, wet and desperate, pressed harder against him. Her tongue slid, her lips sucking, and her small hands gripped and gently kneaded.
She felt disgusted, the mix of her own warm fluids and Kuro's coating his hard shaft, yet… strangely, she couldn't stop.
Her head spun like a typical drunken haze and her body growing hotter, as if urging her even further.
"Ugh…" Kuro let out a low, breathy groan, hips twitching involuntarily.
Xu Fu pressed herself closer, deeper, letting every drop of her saliva and every slick bead of fluid lubricate the shaft, swallowing greedily, but her small throat wasn't prepared for the sudden surge.
"Mrhgh...♡ mogu...♡ mbuh...♡ glup...♡"
The next moment, warm fluid poured down her throat, overwhelming her in waves, forcing her to choke and gag. Some leaked from the corners of her mouth and out of her nose, slicking her flushed cheeks.
"Uhuk—uhuk… uwekk… I'm choking…♡"
The girl coughed from choking, even though everything had already been swallowed; she stuck out her tongue in discomfort.
"Ugh..." she murmured softly. "It tastes disgusting."
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