Chapter 467: 467. Dance and Kiss (II)

Chen Wentian and Long Yifei sat together on the stone bridge, facing the murmuring waterfall, legs dangling over the edge almost touching the stream, as he told a grand tale of subterfuge, cleverness, and courage. He didn’t bother revealing the nitty-gritty details of infiltrating an immortal bandit gang but he spent a lot of time describing the battle between him and four other Spirit Lords.

She hung onto his every word, captivated by his audacity and the dangers he had gone through for her. She worried for him but was also proud of his strength. In the past, she didn’t know what to think about him, a youthful immortal who was obviously thinking with the thing in his pants. Now, she felt that he was quite reliable and earnest.

Chen Wentian continued with a retelling of the Grand Annual Auction. He described his opponents from the Seven Potentates of Jiannan as grotesque, ill-bred men who had no respect for women or any common sense. He detailed all the battles he had with them over various auction items and how it was all a futile effort for them in the end. He had the auction master on his side so victory was already assured.

“So…” Long Yifei said in a soft voice that dripped with anticipation, “Can I see the gifts?”

“Hmm?” Chen Wentian answered with a grin and shrug.

She nudged him with her body, her soft shoulder touching his, “Annoying. Are you actually going to make me wait until the Gift Giving Ceremony?”

“I don’t know. I’ve done so much and even risked my life, shouldn't I get some kind of reward first?”

She hooked her arm around his and said coyly, “Thank you, master. You’re the best in the whole world.”

He shook his head and pursed his lips, “Not enough, words are cheap. Though, actions speak louder than words.”

She let out a spluttering laugh. This was followed by a burst of spiritual energy and she landed deftly on his lap. She rested her hands on his shoulders and pulled him in.

He tilted his head up to peer into her deep blue eyes which were filled with affection. Her lips twitched with mirth. Her cheeks were ever-so-slightly pink with awkwardness or was it desire? He let out an unconscious sigh. She was so stunning, so beautiful.

Then she kissed him and took his breath away.

It was a long, slow, unbearably sweet kiss. She was fully in control. He knew it and he didn’t want it to stop.

“Mmmm.” He moaned, lost in the moment.

She let out a throaty laugh and opened her mouth wider, letting him in. Heat touched heat. They connected once again, reaffirming the recent change in their relationship and deepening it with each passing moment of bliss.

Eventually, they broke apart and Long Yifei looked away with a full blush across her face. She had acted too carelessly. They were still out in the open. While it was expected for Sacred Daughters and their acolytes to have a level of intimacy with each other, few were audacious enough to get it on in broad daylight.

“Master, we should return to my room. You can show me the gifts there.” She said, looking around to make sure that nobody was peeping.

“Okay.” Chen Wentian replied with a dumb grin.

He swept her up with his spiritual energy and quickly flew her back to the dormitory.

Inside the safety and privacy of her room, he brought everything out without holding anything back. He described each item, checking them off from her wish list one by one. He even managed to get some that had not been on her list.

Long Yifei took it all in with amazement and a rising sense of confidence. With these cultivation treasures, she would not have to worry about the rest of the school year, let alone some pretentious Gift Giving Ceremony. Perhaps, she also wouldn’t have to worry about the next school year as well.

“So… that’s the last one.” Chen Wentian said, “You can keep them for now but don’t forget that I still have to officially gift them to you at the ceremony.”

He snorted and she giggled in response.

He glanced at her, sitting across from him, together on her bed. He had never seen her in such a mood, so happy and content in his presence. The thought brought a surge of arousal that had already been building up.

“Fei’er.”

“Hmm?”

“I’ve risked my life to bring you so many priceless cultivation treasures. Yet you only rewarded my hard work with a little kiss. It’s a bit unfair.” He complained.

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She looked at him then down at the bulge in his pants. It was obvious what he was inferring. She blushed furiously and turned away, refusing to meet his gaze.

Another disciple like Lin Qingcheng would have perhaps taken the initiative to please him. Zhou Ziyun definitely would have without a doubt.

Long Yifei, however, had always been the passive one in these situations. She let Chen Wentian do whatever he wanted without really reciprocating. It also didn’t help that Chen Wentian was always overeager when he was with her.

With the newfound dynamic between them, Chen Wentian wanted to encourage her but it seemed that it was a bit too early. Getting her to kiss him was already a great step forward and he was content with that for now.

“Come here.” He said, his voice husky and low.

She obeyed, perhaps a bit more eagerly than before. She scooted next to him, their bodies touching, feeling each other’s heat.

He tilted her face towards him and caught her lips in a searing kiss. She leaned into him and melted. At the same time, his hand caught hers and directed it towards his pants.

When her soft fingers grazed against him through the fabric, he let out a groan of excitement. While still kissing, he unfastened his belt and guided her hand into his pants.

Long Yifei’s heart pounded in her chest. She had an inkling of what was happening, where her hand was going. It thrilled her to her core. She wanted to touch him, she really wanted to.

Her hand closed the last few centimeters without the need for his urging. She wrapped her fingers around his hard shaft and gave it a squeeze.

“Oh.” Chen Wentian broke their kiss and moaned.

His eyes clouded over, then closed as he enjoyed the feeling. To have his disciple, his lover, hold him in the most intimate way possible, was intoxicating.

Long Yifei watched the expressions on his face with wonder. She experimented a little, dragging her hand up, then down, then another squeeze. His mouth opened slightly with a groan which was soon replaced with heavy breathing. He was obviously enjoying it and she enjoyed it too.

She took her time exploring him, getting to know this part of him that had tormented her so many times before. Up and down, down and up, gently around the top, she caressed him without pause. She even dipped down to cup his twin jewels if she felt especially naughty.

At some point or another, his pants disappeared and she could see her hand where it was connected to his beastly thing. It seemed even larger than it felt in her hand and she was amazed.

“Oh, yeah…”

“Fei’er…”

Chen Wentian muttered nonsense over and over. He could do nothing but enjoy her hand. He was already so aroused. The fire in the pit of his stomach was already a raging inferno that was about to burst.

Long Yifei continued to stroke his cock, fully intent on seeing it through to the end. His breathing increased in pace and so did she. He squirmed under her grasp so she could only seek reinforcements. She knelt between his legs, diligently jerking him off with both hands.

Chen Wentian glanced down and simply lost it. The sight of her worshiping him was simply too much. She was so beautiful, she was a heavenly fairy, and she was doing this to him!

He hissed and clamped his eyes shut as the firestorm broke through. His hips lifted off the bed as every muscle around his cock tensed with the strength of a powerful release. His cock quivered and jerked as the first jet of unleashed pleasure uncoiled itself round and round inside him before leaving a scorching wasteland of ecstasy behind.

White-hot essence shot straight up into the air. Long Yifei gasped as she watched it almost reach the ceiling before falling back down onto her hand. Another burst followed, with even more volume but less power, then another, and another. By the end, her hand was glistening, almost completely covered.

Chen Wentian’s groan distracted her from her hand and she glanced up quickly to meet his silly grin. She was filled with a sense of affection, one she had never experienced before. His previous words came rushing back to the forefront and she decided to do something on a burst of impulse.

“Master, thank you for everything you’ve done. Seeing such a precious gift before me, I cannot bear to waste it!”

While saying these words, she carefully scooped up his seed that was dribbling down her hands and his softening shaft. Before he could react, she brought the messy handful to her open mouth.

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