The tension between them thickened, her hands carefully working at his buckle.
Ziiip
The sound of the zipper filled the quiet space, making Yuki's breath hitch. She hesitated for just a second before pulling his pants slightly apart, the fabric of his boxers stretching under the strain.
Gulp.
Yuki swallowed, her eyes widening slightly as she took in the sight of him—her first real glimpse of a man like this.
Oliver reached down, his fingers brushing against her cheek, tilting her chin up slightly so she would meet his gaze. His expression was unreadable, but there was an unmistakable heat behind his eyes.
"Let's get started~"
Yuki's breath hitched as Oliver's fingers traced along her cheek, his touch both tender and possessive. The warmth of his palm against her skin sent a shiver down her spine, her body reacting before her mind could catch up. She swallowed hard, her eyes flickering between his gaze and the undeniable presence pressing against his boxers.
Her fingers hovered over the waistband, hesitant yet drawn forward, her heartbeat hammering in her ears. The room was impossibly quiet, save for the soft sound of their mingling breaths.
Oliver watched her with a half-lidded gaze, amusement and desire flickering in his light blue eyes. His thumb brushed along her lower lip, his voice low, teasing, yet tinged with something deeper.
"You're just staring, Yuki-san~"
"I-It's just… um… it's my first time seeing one in person," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Oliver chuckled, shifting slightly on the bed. His toned abdomen tensed for a moment before he relaxed. "Well, take your time~ No rush." His words were playful, yet there was an unmistakable heat beneath them—a silent challenge lingering in his tone.
Yuki exhaled softly, steadying herself. Slowly, she slid her fingers under the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down. The fabric gave way, revealing neatly trimmed hair that carried his masculine scent—fresh, yet intoxicating.
Gulp~
Yuki swallowed hard as his length sprang free, standing firm and pulsing before her eyes.
She hesitated, her body heating up—not just from her own growing desire, but from the invisible Yang energy leaking from him, seeping into her through their proximity, making her body hypersensitive.
"I-I'll get started, okay, senpai?" she stammered, her voice shaky yet laced with determination.
Her delicate fingers wrapped around his girthy shaft, her touch light at first as she familiarized herself with the sensation of his warmth. The contrast between his rigid heat and her soft, cool skin sent a shudder through her.
Huff~ Huff~
Her breath came in soft, uneven pants as she leaned forward, Oliver's hand moving from her cheek into her silky hair. The way he combed his fingers through it made her nerves tingle with anticipation.
Her lips parted as she finally took him into her mouth, her tongue timidly exploring his tip. The taste was uniquely him—masculine, yet oddly enticing. Her mouth watered instinctively as she swallowed more of him, inch by inch, though her inexperience kept her from taking in his full length.
Determined, she wrapped her fingers around what her mouth couldn't reach, stroking in rhythm with her gentle sucking, her tongue tracing over the sensitive spots she could find.
Oliver groaned softly, his fingers tightening in her hair as he exhaled a pleased sigh.
"I wouldn't say you're good at this, but… there's a certain charm to it," he murmured, his voice thick with amusement and pleasure.
Yuki made a small noise in response, her cheeks burning at his teasing remark. But she didn't stop—if anything, she grew more eager, trying her best to please him despite her lack of experience.
Yet, unbeknownst to her, her actions had an unexpected effect beyond mere pleasure. The moment her lips wrapped around him, his Yang energy found an easier way into her body—no longer dispersing aimlessly. Instead, it funneled directly through his length and into her, the process intensifying as she continued.
Oliver's body tensed, a deeper pleasure washing over him as his Qi circulated back with greater intensity. His breaths grew heavier, the sensation far more potent than he had anticipated.
"Ahh… Yuki~"
His voice came out in a husky whisper—a rare moment of raw, unfiltered pleasure escaping him.
Yuki, oblivious to the Qi exchange but fully aware of his reactions, continued. Her lips tightened around him as she worked harder, wanting to hear more of those sounds from him.
Oliver groaned, his pleasure deepening as waves of pure Yang Qi surged into him. If his Yang energy had previously returned twice as thick, now it was six times as potent. What had once been mere droplets now felt like a steady stream of clear, invigorating energy flowing back into him.
"Ahh~"
Another low moan escaped him as Yuki's tongue swirled around his tip, her delicate fingers tracing his shaft with increasing confidence. Her saliva dripped down, slickening his length, her hand instinctively using it as lubrication.
She lost herself in the act, fully indulging in the warmth and firmness of him, her breath growing heavier.
Oliver's fingers tightened in her hair, his grip firm yet guiding as he began setting a rhythm, gently pushing her head down. His cock pressed deeper into her mouth, filling the space as his Yang energy poured into her in waves.
"Mmm~"
Yuki let out a muffled moan as his dick reached the back of her throat, the unexpected depth sending a tremor through her body. A strange, tingling pleasure blossomed within her—the result of his overwhelming Yang energy seeping into her meridians. She followed his lead, moving in sync with his rhythm, each bob of her head sending pleasurable jolts through her own body.
Oliver grunted, his hand pressing firmly against the back of her head as he felt the energy within him surge. The Qi in his dantian swirled violently, expanding and condensing in tandem with the pleasure coursing through him. His body tensed as his muscles subtly tightened, their definition growing sharper.
His Qi Refinement cultivation surged forward. His energy didn't just replenish—it strengthened, solidified. A breakthrough was near.
The swirling mass of Qi in his dantian condensed further, refining itself as it rippled outward. His meridians absorbed the excess, tempering his body—and in that moment—
Boom.
A silent breakthrough.
Oliver's Qi surged, stabilizing at a new level as his dantian expanded, now nearly a third full. His breath came heavy, his eyes glowing faintly as his cultivation advanced—yet his focus remained on Yuki: on the warmth of her mouth, the way she eagerly tried to please him.
Gritting his teeth, Oliver felt his newly solidified cultivation base surge, his Qi flowing into Yuki's body along with his potent Yang energy. A sudden heat spread through her—an intoxicating sensation blooming within her core, like an aphrodisiac seeping into her very being. Her muscles tensed, her breath hitched, and waves of unfamiliar pleasure crashed over her—overwhelming yet exhilarating.
Her body instinctively responded—her head bobbing with even more vigor, her lips tightening around his throbbing member as she sucked and stroked him with growing desperation.
Oliver's grip on her head tightened, guiding her motions as he felt the intensity build within him. His cock pulsed, throbbing with unbearable need as his climax neared—the overwhelming sensitivity amplified by the continuous flow of Yang energy pouring into Yuki's mouth like a funnel.
"Argh—"
A deep, guttural groan tore from Oliver's throat, his body tensing as the culmination of his breakthrough and the pleasure built to its peak. With one final surge, he released—thick, hot spurts flooding her mouth. The intense surge of Qi mingled with his release, leaving him breathless and fully immersed in the aftershocks of both his cultivation and their intimate exchange.