Chapter 29: Red Lipstick

Rea had a slightly tanned skin. For a prostitute, it was rare because they weren't allowed to go outside.

"Let us help each other," I approached her, placing my hands behind my lower back just like the girl from before.

I planned to somehow "satisfy" her and force open the door to Chae Wong's room. I had smelled blood earlier. Something fishy was happening or had already happened in there.

Hearing me, Rea smiled and stood up. I didn't know if it was intentional but her tits jiggled with just that single movement. A deep and huge dent mark the shape of a half-cut peach had formed on the bed.

Such a simple view revealed two profound things, the bed was soft and her buttocks had the right curves.

As I faced her, I could practically hear her breathing. The temperature had turned cold enough for us to see the mist formed by our breaths. You could say the atmosphere had truly turned 'foggy.'

Rea had quick hands. First, she removed my upper clothing that didn't protect me from the rising cold. Hairs stood on my arms. I had worn a short sleeved t-shirt.

The only job I had was to pull the belt of her gown which was tied with a slip knot. There was no need to hurry.

I grabbed those melons. My fingers sank into the softness of her flesh and I started squeezing them. I couldn't fully hold them as they were too large.

Rea giggled, "Ah, young master..."

She suddenly plugged her naughty mouth onto mine, directly me giving a long french kiss. Those red lips were tasty. My tongue invaded her wet ocean of saliva while hers went for the insides of my cheeks. I could feel the texture of her lips, similar to that of a delicate piece of mutton.

Her hands hugged my naked top. Her nipples pressed on my chest, the softness akin to that of water balloons overwhelmed my senses.

Even in such an intimate position, my eyes were open, and so were hers, surprisingly. We pulled each other's tongues out and our lips disconnected, sharing a single thread of saliva.

"Young master certainly has his ways," I saw a glint in her eyes. I knew it then that those eyes indicated lust, not for semen, but for red blood!

"Hah!" I caught the needle on her hand with my fingers and quickly bounced away from her. She had wanted to paralyze me by closing the vital acupuncture point on my back.

I brought my tongue outside and felt the cold air. Indeed, there was something intoxicating with that kiss. My vision had went blurry for a second and a strong desire to ravage her was rising up within me.

A hard knot formed on my forehead. I saw her licking her lips which had no lipstick on them.

'That wasn't a lipstick she'd used, that was an aphrodisiac!' dawned by this realization, I immediately used a common calming technique.

Imagining her as nothing more than a skeleton covered by flesh. It sounded so simple, but in reality was much more difficult. Especially when I was planning to fuck her just a couple of minutes ago.

'She got me good,' I wiped the color of aphrodisiac that was smeared on my lips. I was mad at myself for letting her do that.

"What's wrong, young master? Rea just wants to please you," she tried to play dumb.

"I don't think having my body paralyzed would please me in any way," my eyes were turning red. The calming technique I used didn't work, as expected.

"Haaa~ what a boring man... Don't you want these? You were grabbing them thirstily," She finally showed her true self, pulling her robes down to show her naked boobs. She unstrapped and wiggled them in front of me.

I started breathing heavily. The aphrodisiac was too strong. Suddenly, I thought of something.

'Why would she want to use an aphrodisiac on her customer who was paying to have her abed?'

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Because of resistance. She was worried the man would resist. But why?

I saw the answer in her form, in the way she stared at me, and in the way she walked up to me.

"COME! Give me your seed... I'll finally reach rank 6 with your help!"

There was no wariness in that tone, only hunger - the hunger for more power. It was terrific; it was potent and yet, I smiled.

I had found her.

"So you are one," I groaned, blocking my left eye with my palm. I'd meant to hold my head but the darn aphrodisiac was fully effective now. My head felt heavy and my body hot. I was rock hard and nothing but sex filled my mind.

"Damn you!" I tried punching the woman who had fearlessly come before me. Backing away, she easily dodged. My attacks were slow and my aim was inaccurate.

I focused on Rea's right shoulder, trying not to look at her. I didn't know when she'd thrown away the robe she was wearing.

"Resistance is futile," she hissed like a typical villian. That was my dialogue, how dare she?

"Don't get so cocky," I leaned forward and lightly pushed the ground. It was a sudden jump.

"Who, me? No, you're cocky," she laughed, eyeing my stretched pajama.

In a zigzag pattern, I circled her and tried to land a palm attack at the focus point, her shoulder. My whole attention was on it.

She finally looked serious as her own palm met mine. She moved three steps back and two steps left, managing to successfully throw off the recoil from blocking my attack.

I kicked at her chest, promoting her to backflip. How she managed to do that with such a body, that I didn't know.

With that movement, I accidentally saw her full butt. In her eyes, that seemed to be the breaking point for me.

"Hah... hah..." I suddenly jumped on her and she cried joyfully. She had finally managed to make me a sex-hungry dog. This dog was the most powerful prey she'd caught.

"I... I'll fuck you, woman!" the dog cried. Was it anger this dog was showing? She liked a vengeful man, only they could satisfy her needs.

This dog was lucky. He was going to spend a whole night with her. Tommorow, her cultivation would increase by a rank. Men liked to strip her of her clothes, while she liked to strip them of their cultivation.

All that hard work by cultivating those painful, tiring, sometimes boring, and even dangerous techniques - sucked in just one night. She had forgotten how many lives she'd ruined, or how many young men had committed suicide after that.

It didn't matter. As long as their essence helped her reach the higher ranks, it just didn't matter.

She and I fell on the soft bed. Now, I only had two things in my mind; one forcefully suppressed by another.

Rea was in absolute delight as she let me do anything with her body. She didn't swat my hand away when I held her elastic waist, she didn't move her heavy thighs when I sat on them, and she didn't peel my plam from her soft neck when I choked her.

"Aaaa-" her painful cry was suddenly cut off as I put greater pressure on her neck.

"Tell me now, where is the posion?" my voice was raspy and my eyes were red.

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