He kept going, slow and careful, feeling every tiny shift in the energy. The silver Qi inside him hummed like it finally understood what he wanted. Su Chen let out a quiet breath.
A real smile tugged at his lips for once.
'This feels right. Like I'm actually getting somewhere!' The candle flame dipped just a little, then steadied.
The room stayed dark except for that soft glow. He sat cross-legged on the bed, robe loose around his shoulders, and kept his focus tight. Every breath pulled the Qi smoother than before. He could almost taste the cold silver on his tongue.
Then the door slid open without a sound. Meiling stepped in, her bare feet padding soft on the wooden floor. She wore a thin night robe that hugged every curve like it was painted on.
The dark silk clung to her big tits, nipples pressing faint outlines against the fabric. Her nice round ass swayed with each step, the material stretched tight over it. No underwear underneath. The way it rode up between her thighs left nothing to guess a
bout. Her long dark hair fell loose and messy down her back, still carrying that jasmine scent. Those red eyes locked on him right away, soft and hungry at the same time.
"Brother," she said, voice low and sweet.
"You're still awake. I told you I'd check on you every hour." She closed the door behind her with a soft click.
"The frost last night worried me. I can't sleep knowing you might be cold."
Su Chen's heart jumped. He tried to keep his face calm.
'She's really doing this again.' But damn, the way she looked right now made his cock stir under the blanket. He shifted a little.
"Meiling, I'm fine. You don't have to stay."
She smiled like he'd said the cutest thing. Her red eyes sparkled with that yandere warmth.
"Of course I do. You're my little brother. Who else is going to make sure nothing happens to you?" She walked over slow, hips rolling, and sat right on the edge of the bed first. Then she scooted closer.
Her feet brushed his leg, toes warm and soft. Before he could move, she swung one leg over and settled onto his lap like it was the most natural thing.
Her ass pressed down firm on his thighs. That tight robe bunched up, and he felt the heat of her pussy right through the thin layers. The soft, puffy lips molded against the growing bulge in his pants.
She rocked her hips just a tiny bit, like she was getting comfortable. The outline of her pussy rubbed slow along his cock, warm and slick already. No panties. Just her bare skin under the silk, sliding against him.
Su Chen sucked in a sharp breath. His cock got rock hard in seconds, throbbing against her.
'Shit. She's right on it.' He could feel every detail, the way her pussy lips parted slightly around the shape of him through his clothes. She shifted again, grinding a little more, like she was adjusting her seat.
"I just need to check your temperature," she murmured, leaning in so her big tits pressed against his chest. The silk between them felt like nothing. Her nipples were hard.
"You feel warm already, brother. That's good." Her voice stayed soft, innocent almost, but her hips kept moving in these tiny circles. Teasing. Pressing her pussy down harder on his cock, rubbing the length of it with her wet heat.
He gripped the sheets.
'She knows exactly what she's doing. Doesn't she?' But he didn't push her off. Not yet. His body betrayed him completely, cock pulsing against her, leaking a little already.
The friction felt too good, slow and deliberate. Her red eyes stayed on his face the whole time, watching every twitch.
"You're breathing fast," she said, sounding pleased. One hand rested on his shoulder while the other brushed his hair back.
"Is the room too stuffy? Here, let me make sure."
She rocked forward again, her pussy sliding right along his shaft, the silk damp now from her. The outline of her lips dragged over the head of his cock, pressing down like she wanted him to feel how soft and ready she was.
Su Chen's breath hitched. Pleasure built fast in his gut.
'Too close. Way too close.' He could feel himself getting right to the edge, his balls tightening. Her teasing was working. That smile of hers never faded. She looked so happy just being this close, like sitting on his hard cock was part of protecting him.
"Meiling… I think I need to get up," he said, voice rough. He kept it light, like it was nothing. But inside he was panicking.
'If she keeps going, I'm gonna cum in my pants like some kid.'
She tilted her head, red eyes wide and innocent.
"Why? I'm right here if you need anything." Her hips gave one last slow grind, pussy lips squeezing around his throbbing cock through the fabric. The heat of her made his head spin.
He couldn't take it anymore. Su Chen hurried and shifted his hips, lifting her just enough to slide out from under her. He stood up quick, blanket falling away, trying to hide how hard he still was. His cock strained against his pants, obvious, but he turned toward the window like he was checking the garden.
"Just… stretching my legs. You know, to keep the blood moving."
Meiling stayed on the bed, watching him with that possessive little smile. She looked proud of herself, like she'd won something.
"See? You're already feeling stronger. That makes me so happy, brother." Her voice had that soft edge again.
"I'll stay a little longer anyway. Just in case."
Su Chen nodded, heart still racing. He kept his back to her for a second, willing his body to calm down.
'That was way too close!' The room felt hotter now. Her scent lingered everywhere.
A soft knock came from the door before either of them could say more. Meiling's head snapped toward it, red eyes narrowing for a split second.
She stood up smooth and went to open it. Outside stood a young servant boy, looking nervous under the lantern light. He bowed low.
"Lady Meiling, Master Chen," the boy said, voice shaky but clear.
"Word just came from the main estate. The clan elders and the clan leader are heading out to the summit in three days. All inner family members are to be informed. They want Master Chen to know the estate will be quieter while they're gone."
Meiling's hand tightened on the door frame. She glanced back at Su Chen, that spark flashing brighter.
"Thank you. We'll remember."
The boy bowed again and hurried off into the dark. Meiling closed the door slow, then turned to Su Chen with a new kind of smile. Protective, and possessive. Like the news changed nothing for her.
Su Chen stood there, still half-hard, mind spinning from everything that just happened. The summit news hung in the air, but all he could feel was the ghost of her pussy still pressed against him.