The First Night

*Takes place at the end of Chapter 39*

MC X Lian Li (Finally amirite? Took 39 chapters for him to get laid)

(Lian Li POV)

I stepped slowly into the holy sanctum, wearing nothing but my nightgown while hugging my pillow to my chest.

It was my first time entering Master's room.

There were no treasures, no books and scrolls nor any extravagant furniture. It was just a simple room that had the air of homeliness to it.

Master stepped out from his bedchamber, dressed in his own sleeping attire that was a simple pure white shirt and long pants.

Master smiled warmly at me, "Was my room not as lavish as you thought?"

I shook my head quickly, "No! No, no. I… I just… This is my first time entering Master's room."

"That is true," Master chuckled. "Why don't you come in, it's quite chilly tonight."

I nodded, closing the entrance behind me.

Master stepped to the side for me to enter the bedchamber, my heart pounding in my chest as I did so.

I could not tell if it was my imagination or not, but the moment I had stepped into the room, a feeling of calm and warmth had enveloped me.

I took a deep breath, quivering uncontrollably at the deep musk of Master that filled the entire room.

Master closed the door, "Having trouble sleeping at night?"

I clutched my pillow tighter, "I… I have nightmares sometimes."

It was true, nightmares of my past still plagues me from time to time. It was a rarer occurrence now after the number of sisters increased, but I still wake up dripping in cold sweat on some occasions.

Master nodded, as though already aware of all my problems.

"Go and lay down, I will be right with you in a moment."

I complied, shuffling towards Master's large bed with slow deliberate steps.

Master pulled open his cabinet, rifling through it in search of something.

I sat tentatively on the bed, not trusting myself to lay down and subject myself to Master's addictive scent.

Master pulled out a candle stick from his cabinet, placing it on the candle stick holder on his desk before lighting it up with a golden flame conjured from his finger.

The sense of warmth and comfort within the room skyrocketed, the feeling similar to when Master had embraced me.

I was so lost within that sense of security that I didn't notice Master sit down on the bed beside me.

"Something wrong?" He asked, his voice sounding more melodic than usual.

I shuddered, "No… What… What was that flame?"

"Astral Fire," Master stated. "It soothes the soul and calms troubled minds of their worries. Perfect for having a good night's sleep. I should've taught you this when I knew you had problems with sleep. I'm sorry."

I shook my head, "No… It is not Master's fault. I had kept it hidden from you, believing it to be a temporary problem."

Master patted my head, "The disciple's worries equals the Master's worries. You can depend on me, Lian Li."

I nodded meekly, "Yes Master."

"Now, come. Lay down on the bed."

I shifted myself onto the bed, laying down on my back at the side closer to the wall.

Master laid down beside me, throwing the blanket to cover the both of us in one smooth movement.

I gasped involuntarily at his sudden proximity, feeling the heat that was emanating from him. He was just within arm's reach of me.

I turned my head to see him lying down on his side, his left arm tucked under his head while his right hand was propped in front of his chest.

My breath hitched.

"Cold?" Master asked, lifting up his right hand to grant me access to his chest.

How could I say no to that?

I practically dived into his chest, snuggling as close to him as I could while sucking in lungfuls of his scent.

My mind barely registered Master's arms closing protectively around me, hugging me closer to him.

I gripped on his shirt tightly, afraid that he might disappear suddenly while I sniffed every inch of his chest.

Sniffing directly from the source was infinitely better than using his clothes.

I lost track of time as I indulged in my fantasies, my hands roaming around his chest shamelessly.

I breathed in his scent again, my body quivering in pleasure as I did so.

I felt my body getting hotter, my hands clawing away at the fabric as I continued sucking in deep breaths.

This… This is heaven.

"Li… Lian Li?"

Ah… Master's voice… My fantasy seems so realistic tonight.

Mmm? Why are these robes buttoned? I usually leave them unbuttoned so I can wear it through the sleeves…

Mmm… There, now the buttons are undone... Mmm… Master's smell…

So warm~

Master's taste… So sweet… So good…

Must have more...

Mmm… This spot taste nice… I'll lick it more…

More… I need more…

Sucking on it feels good…

Ah… So good…

"Lian Li?!"

I was brought out of my stupor after Master called out my name.

I found myself mounting him with his shirt unbuttoned and his chest and neck wet with my saliva, my lips hovering near his lips.

He was so close I could feel his breath on my skin. Just a little more and I can...

"Lian Li?" Master called out again, this time sounding more concerned.

I sat up quickly, "Mas… Master! Forgive me! I don't know what came over me! I… I…"

Master silenced me with a finger to my lips.

I looked at his face, only to see a serene smile instead of the anger I had thought to be present.

"I know," Master said simply. "If you want it, you just have to ask. I am also human, you know?"

My heart skipped, "Cou… Could I… May I?"

"Yes."

That was the only word I needed to hear.

I grabbed Master's head with both hands and pulled myself into my first kiss.

Our lips mashed together, there was no hesitation nor the slow embrace that so novels had depicted. I had just straight up tried to devour his lips.

The succulent taste of his lips ignited a raging fire within my core, a heat that I could only quench by indulging in Master's taste.

Master had wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling me in deeper to our kiss.

I tilted my head to the side, my lips parting and my tongue darting out to force its way into Master's divine mouth.

He accepted me easily, his own tantalizing tongue welcoming me to explore his mouth.

I entwined my tongue with his, curling around it as I kissed him as deeply as I could.

Master's hands caressed my cheeks, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine.

I tasted every corner of his mouth, his tongue a patient guide that slowly eased me into a slow, loving kiss.

My frantic kiss slowed down, letting Master control the pace.

A hand settled on the small of my back, stroking it in slow deliberate movements that made me grind my hips against Master.

Master sucked on my tongue, his own tongue kissing the tip of my tongue and guiding it in a slow waltz with his mouth as the ballroom.

I moaned unashamedly, my fingers running through his hair as we continued our dance of tongues.

The need for breath finally broke our kiss.

I panted, pulling away from Master as I stared into his deep, fathomless eyes.

It was hard remembering that this was real.

He smiled at me, his hand caressing my cheek once more before pulling me in for another toe-curling kiss.

I moaned into his mouth. My hands now busy stroking his chest as I etched the touch of his body into my memory.

It wasn't long before I had guided his hand that was on my cheek towards my chest, my nipples standing painfully erect and begging to be touched.

Master complied, his hand slipping under my nightgown to grasp a breast.

I moaned again, louder this time.

I pushed myself against Master, grinding my entire body against him, trying to quench my raging fires of lust.

My hands roamed everywhere, leaving not a single area of his body untouched.

My hand grasped at his erected cock through his pants, his member twitching slightly in my grasp.

Knowing what came next, I broke the kiss with him, my palm rubbing against the tip of his rod.

I glanced at his manhood, his pants straining to contain its majesty as it stood tall and proud.

"May I?" I asked again.

Master nodded.

I shimmied myself downwards, pulling Master's pants down while he lifted his hips to aid me.

I gulped upon seeing his rod, the scent that was drifting from it was beyond intoxicating.

This would go inside me in a while.

I pressed my nose against it while my hand stroked it at the base, subconsciously knowing that this was the scent that I had always craved for.

I took a tentative lick at the head, his cock twitching at my touch.

I could not restrain myself anymore.

My mouth opened wide to swallow his member straight to the base in one swift motion, shivering in pleasure at his taste.

Master groaned, his hand stroking my head.

I purred at his touch, slowly pulling my head back while I ran my tongue on the underside of his cock.

My hands held on to his sides, shifting my body to a more comfortable position before I started sucking him off in earnest.

"Lian Li…" He called out to me, his hand still stroking my head.

Just from hearing his voice was enough to get me hot.

I pistoned my head faster, my tongue twirling around the head while I sucked it like a popsicle.

My left hand had slipped into my pants, thrusting a finger into the wet mess that was my cunny.

The room was filled with wet slurping sounds as I sucked even faster, my right hand cupping his balls to coax his seed out from its confines.

"Lian Li… I'm coming…" Master warned.

My right hand went to the base of his cock, pumping it in tune with my head movement.

I sucked harder, coaxing Master to let loose his ambrosia within my mouth.

He gave a short grunt before his taste filled the entirety of my mouth, his seed spurting out from his manhood to hit the back of my throat.

I had not expected it to taste so sweet.

I swallowed everything greedily, even sucking it harder to get the little dregs from within after he had stopped spurting.

Only when I was sure there was nothing left did I let go of Master's member with a loud pop.

I licked my lips, looking up towards Master who had his eyes closed and slightly accelerated breathing.

"Master? Was that good?" I asked.

Master turned to look at me, patting my head, "Yes Lian Li. That was heavenly."

I squealed inwardly at his praise.

But as happy as I was, I already knew what came next.

I crawled back up to Master, planting kisses along his body as I did so. I took a moment to suck his nipple before continuing up his neck.

"Master," I breathed into his ear. "May we have sex?"

"Yes."

I stood on my feet, stripping off the rest of my nightgown to toss it on the bedroom floor.

I slowly got on my knees above his hips, a hand gripping his still rock hard member as I positioned my dripping entrance above his cock.

A drop of my love juices spilled out from my entrance, splattering itself on his pulsating cock.

I looked once more at Master for his approval, his nod giving me all the answer I needed.

I dropped myself on top of his cock, piercing through my regrown hymen in one go.

The pain came like a sucker punch to my gut, my entire body seizing up as I gasped.

I really did not understand why there were songs and poems about sex. They had always painted it as some pleasurable and beautiful union between a man and a woman.

But from my experiences with it, it was nothing but hurt and torture.

I surmised those songs were sung from the male's point of view as I could fathom no pleasure from this activity.

Why am I doing this then?

Because I believe that this is the only thing I could offer Master.

If hurting myself this way brings Master pleasure, I would do it a thousand times just to repay what he has done for me without question.

"Slowly," Master cautioned, his hands grasping my waist.

Ah… Even when he should be basking in pleasure, Master was still worried about me.

I nodded to him, lifting myself up slowly before dropping myself down again.

The pain came crashing back, but I refuse to yield to it. I have to give Master as much pleasure as I could.

Gritting my teeth, I raised myself again.

The next drop was less painful, probably an indication that I was getting used to the pain.

I pulled up once more, somehow the pain was fading rapidly now, this never happened before...

My hips dropped heavily on his, his cock sheathing itself fully inside and kissing the tip of my womb.

I gasped, an electric shock of pleasure travelling up my spine.

My mouth was open in a big 'O' while my eyes rolled to the back of my head. My entire body shook as a mini orgasm rocked through my body, my hands gripping tightly to the sheets.

I apologize.

This was what the songs and poems were about.

I looked down at Master who had been looking up at me with concern in his eyes.

"Master? I… Don't think I can control myself… I'm sorry..."

With those words out of my mouth, I began shaking my hips with wild abandon.

Every thrust and slam of my hips brought me immeasurable pleasure, the way my vaginal walls clamped around him and the small kisses he did to my womb left me shaking in ecstasy.

My mind was a blur, my only thoughts were the explosive pleasure in between my legs.

"Master! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you!" I screamed.

I had a vague recollection of myself bending forward and locking my lips with Master's, wrapping my arms around his neck.

All this while I had already orgasmed multiple times, but the overwhelming pleasure that I was still receiving drowned out the need for me to rest.

The sounds of our hips slapping against each other filled the room with our moans mixed in, anyone who had been listening in would have easily guessed what we were doing.

My mind only came back into focus when Master filled my insides with his seed, his hips thrusting upwards into my womb to pour his love straight into my core.

I screamed out my own orgasm as well, my thoughts filled with nothing but pure bliss and my love for Master.

Master held me tightly in his arms as we both rode out our climax.

I collapsed on his chest, my body still shaking from the pleasure.

"I love you too," Master whispered in my ear, stroking my head.

I had never been so happy in my life.