Chapter 3: I Just Didn’t Want You To Catch A Cold (HH)

An ability is given to those players that have successfully completed their first level of the tower. What is unlocked is different for each person as the skill is closely related to the hidden potential of each person.

These variety of special abilities could aid those who climb the tower greatly or cause the fall to their deaths.

How could a skill given by the creator of the tower be anything but free of risks? Only those with strong willpower could control the unwavering desire of lust and blood creeping under the depths of their souls. A slight distraction could cause those powers to overwhelm a person and allow them to submerge into the madness of demonic passion.

Never to awake again.

Therefore players, use them at your own discretion. 

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"… …"

The heat of the item under Xin Yue's palm frightens her into an incessant tremble of subconscious unease. That unknown object hidden inside pulses and throbs with an unbearable temperature since the moment tips of slender fingers touched. With a noticeable twitch akin to some kind of creature threatening to burst out. The young woman bit on the bottom of her cherry lips while trying to pull away once more.

The unfolding of these events are overstepping the boundaries of Xin Yue's common knowledge. Especially when a slimy sensation of some kind oozed from the stiffness of that foreign item to drip on the back of her hand. 

Unable to withdraw from the depths of his pants, the young lady instead felt the hand on top of hers pushing it to wrap tighter around the stiff object. 

Although she could not see what lies inside, from touch alone a few words immediately appeared in the muddiness of confused thoughts.

Thick. Hot. Slimy.

Wanting to object, the young woman's voice barely sounded when the words that were prepared to be said instantly turned into a single seductive moan. The caress of a wet tongue slid across the porcelain surface of her cool skin. Turning the area around the neck an alluring flush of pink.

"Ah.."

Startled by this unfamiliar reaction coming from her own mouth, Xin Yue couldn't help but to exert strength on the rod in hand.

Causing the young man to tremble with a start, "Ngh! Be gentle…"

The youth whispered in a breathless tone beside her ear. Pants with the mix of restrained breathing brushed against the side of her pink cheeks, pulling the young lady into a trance. 

Xin Yue: "... …"

Almond eyes stiffly move to lock onto the man's moist lips that's within reach. They open and close with each slight breath in which a slither of redness could be seen.

"... …"

It almost looks like the redness of strawberries she had an hour before she died.

Under the stimulation of this view, the young lady's temperature rose in gradual balance to the heat in the atmosphere. 

Sensing this sudden change, the young man raised his sights to observe the figure before him while deciding to proceed further. A free hand unclasp the bindings of black pants in tender guidance for the young woman to pull out. Instantaneously a monstrous shaft sprung from within its depths with a suffocating aura of dominance. 

This scene caused the young lady's reddened face to pale in fright.

Throughout twenty-three years of her life, Xin Yue has, of course, read many R-rated novels that describe in detail about events pertaining intercourse. From the bathroom to kitchen, rolling up then down the stairs, being on top then bottom to the bed and against walls. Even performing in a three-sixty degrees, forming the Eiffel Tower to the landscape of the Pearl River. She has experienced it all (in novels)!!! But none of those could prepare a soloist like her for the arrival of a live specimen.

Is this real….?

Large almond eyes stare in bewilderment and curiosity as she leaned forward in observation.

The appearance of this legendary weapon is much different than what is described in books. Although the thickness of its size does make it difficult for her fingers to completely wrap around its width. However, the length seems to be shorter than what was anticipated at first? 

Wasn't it supposed to be as long as a spear so that the female lead could shout out, "Ah! You're going to stab me to death!!" 

…Or something like that?

Eyes concentrated but thoughts wandering, the spreading of heat on the back of Xin Yue's hand seemed to burn the young woman awake. Drops of murky liquid spilled from the tip of the hard object before sliding down to dribble onto her porcelain skin. The denseness of those small beads left a glittering trail of seductive markings on her flushed skin. Following these fluids, a strange aroma emits from those droplets to form an invisible coil around her body.

What is this?! 

Reality hit abruptly as she immediately jerked her hands away from his hold to hide both her hands away. Panting due to the rise in temperature, the intermingle of shame as well as jumble of thoughts brought forth a single conclusion. 

She must shove that thing back in! 

In that fraction of a moment due to dizziness from simulation, the young lady pounced forward to grasp onto the large shaft! In confused determination soft hands clasp one on top of the other and try to bend that hardness into a "U" shape!

"Siii?!!" Pain shot through the most sensitive nerves of the young man as the throbbing rod softened from the ache. Limbs moving faster than what the mind could comprehend, a large hand clasp onto the pair of lithe hands as he questioned with clenched teeth. "What are you trying to do!?" 

Obsidian irises swirl in darker hue due to a different kind of throbbing present in his lower half, no thanks to the woman on his lap.

"...Ah?" Following his line of sight, Xin Yue smiled awkwardly as tender hands released their hold on the now half drooping object. Scratching her blushing cheek whilst lowering her head, she answered in a small voice, "haha… I just didn't want you to catch a cold…"

'So I was thinking of folding it back in…'

Sensing the coldness of his gaze, the young lady continued with a stiff smile. "Look! It's… it's kind of windy today, it wouldn't be good flashing your little brother around without clothing it properly… haha…." Is how she replied to this question in a heated area lacking in even a wisp of breeze.

Xiao Fanyu: "... ..."

Xin Yue: "... ..."

Two pairs of pupils, one icy black and another shining obsidian both collided over a silent battle using nothing but the expression in their eyes.

One person says: 'Is that an object that can be folded when you say you want to!??' 

Another explains: 'What's wrong with that? It's already soft and malleable when you're not using it. What is the difference between bending it now or twisting it later?' 

That person scolds: 'The difference is huge!!!'

The other person becomes sad: '…you don't have to be so mean about it…'

Feeling wronged, Xin Yue pouted with teary eyes as her slight frame sagged akin to a leaking balloon. Cherry lips murmured under her breath, "...you're the one who molested me first… why are you the one being angry…?"

"... ..." Closing his eyes to calm to the surging of fire still burning in his body, the young man  gave a light sigh of helplessness before speaking in a softer tone. "Help me." The man whispered next to her reddened ears, "I feel so uncomfortable, don't you feel the same?"

"I…" The young woman wanted to object, but the sense of his constantly stroking hands muddled her thoughts. They began to swim around her back and waist while brushing against delicate thighs. "Can't… don't know you…"

"But it's your fault that I'm like this." The young man continued, the shadow of his bangs covered the sharpness of the glint flashing across his eyes.

"Fault… mine?" Xin Yue struggles to release herself from this unfamiliar situation while retaining clarity.

"Yes." The youth proceeded to rub the area around her thighs, "if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this type of situation. Think about it, weren't I just fine moments ago?" Low rumbles of words coming from a voice deep in octaves are slow and charming to the point of mesmerization.

'Was the man… was he normal before? A thick fog seemed to veil the running of clear thoughts as the young woman furrowed her willow brows. Nothing could be recalled in this peculiar drunken state.

Taking in the sight of her misty eyes gazing back in confusion, the man curved a side of his thin lips with a seductive light. Emitting a low chuckle of amusement, he whispered in a voice low enough for the two of them to hear, "just leave everything to me."

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"Schlip. Schlip." 

The sound of splashing liquid rang out in the wilderness along the muffled groans of heavy panting.

".....That's right… en.... you're…. doing great." Hazy black pupils shine with an almost golden light as they narrowed in pleasure at the sight before him.

Leaning forward with her right hand wrapped around his shaft, slender fingers moved up and down in a rhythmic manner.

Probably due to a buildup in fatigue that the young woman props her slim frame up on his thigh with the help of her left arm. With that delicate body bending forward, warm air released with every pant of her cherry lips brush against the skin of his rod.

Along with the constant motion from her right hand, the youth shivered as even more semi-transparent liquid flowed out. Running down from the tip, it slides down the bulging veins and envelopes her soft hand in gleaming fluids. 

"Haa….. haa…. ha.." Glistening drops of sweat glided down the young lady's forehead, past the corner of those scarlet lips, and slid into the collar of her white dress. The left side of her collar had slipped off her shoulders the moment she tried propping herself. Revealing the shape of a delectable collarbone and a partial view of those snowy hills.

With his back against the trunk of the tree, the man unbuttoned the first three claps of his shirt to reveal a defined collarbone soaked with sweat. Trying to control himself, one hand clenched at the side of his clothes while another raked through the strands of his raven hair.

Swallowing hard, fervor heat still circles through his veins with no signs of ending. Feeling a few pangs of frustration he undulated his hips forcefully several times while ignoring the discomfort this might bring to the young lady.

"Ah! Ha….. ah…. please…. don't… move." Barely able to hold on due to an increasingly painful ache coming from her palm. Tears began to form in her almond eyes as Xin Yue bit on the bottom of her lips with an aggrieved expression. Her palms are red from rubbing, arms are sore from moving, she's thirsty and tired.

Don't wanna do this anymore... my arms are going to fall off…. sniff.

"... ..."

For some reason, at this very moment, the youth wants to see the emotions on the face covered by long hair. "Hey…" Under the sound of sticky fluids, the young man lifted the girl's chin and swept aside those strands of darkness. Bright teary pupils crash into his sights as the look of moist pupils blinking with long dewy eyelashes strike at an area of his heart.

Dark pupils shook as another wave of heat burst through his last attempt at remaining calm.

"Ngh!"

In one smooth motion, the young man pulled the woman forward into his strong embrace. Trapping her movements, he breathed in the cool scent of her skin. "What's your name?" He whispers into her ears as his tongue traces the curve of her neck before stopping at the collarbone.

"Ha….. ha… mnn…. ah...…"

Nibbling at the enticing bone, red markings began to appear like the blooming of small red flowers as the stranger moved down towards her bosom. "Tell me… I want to know.."

A right hand snaked around her back and clasped at the opening of her dress, with a forceful pull the cloth ripped in half and descended onto her legs. A pair of small snowy small hills appeared in view as the two red fruits on her chest jiggled from those rough actions.

Rocking his hips in a tantalizing manner, his stiff rod positioned to grind against the woman's inner thighs as he leaned his face a few centimeters away from her breast. "Won't…. you say..?" He sighs, spewing a scorching breath over her sensitive skin.

"Mn….. mnn…. ha…"

"I want to touch you…." 

Without waiting for an answer, his sultry tongue wraps around the red fruit on her right breast. Like a tantalizing berry ripening for him to savor, he licked, sucked, and bit on the top of that alluring point until it shimmered off his saliva.

"Ah! Wait…. stop….. I….. feel… strange.. Mnn.. ah…" An intense feeling washed over her as Xin Yue trembled under the influence of his actions. Unable to explain what she is feeling right now, two quivering hands push at the solid chest in front of her in an attempt to escape. But this motion only fanned the flames of his heart as the man heaved her body closer to his face for easier access.

Finished tasting the right, he moved onto the left. This time, the moment his teeth raked across the surface of her red bud a large hand also slipped into the darkness of her dress.

"Ah?!!" 

"Squelch. Schlip." 

A heated finger slipped into her dress to slither inside the deepness between her legs. "Ah! Ah!..... mn... haaa….. ah… hah… .oh." The feel of foreign invasion caused an intense swelling of fear and excitement inexperienced before. Pair with the unceasing attack on her swollen buds, the numbing pain mixed with pleasure threatens to drive the young lady towards the brink of insanity. "Ah…. ngh….. wait….. wait.. go slower..."

Pressure began to build as the sense of an oncoming crisis made her beg him to stop. But instead of complying, the man chuckled in a low tone while biting roughly onto the red fruit. At the same juncture, fingers moving from within increased its speed. The rubbing of his thick skin against her soft flesh became the final straw that broke through the pressure forming internally. 

"Ah…. mnnn….. ngh… ah, ha, ah! Ah! AH!!"

Silver fluids leaked from her depths like the pouring of water as they spilled onto the man's hands, slithered down her thighs, and dripped onto the surface of his clothes. A sweet scent accompanied the release of juice as Xin Yue slumped into the shoulder of the youth. Breathing heavily, her body clenches in a natural reaction only to realize that his finger is still inside. 

"Ha… ha.. ha.. out… take it out…."

The young man blinked his phoenix eyes in leisure to hide the darkening of a profound gaze. Hand still kneading onto a side of her supple bosom, an alluring grin formed along the words, "not yet."

Immediately, a second finger thrust into the confines of her wet cave. "Ngh?!" Trying to close her legs, this action only serves to heighten the sensation of moving objects rubbing along the walls of her cavern. 

"Schlip. Schlip. Squelch."

Dazed by the overwhelming tingle between pain and pleasure, Xin could only passively accept the man's thick fingers moving in and out of her without stopping. The feel of him spreading the tightness of her cavity always brings about a wave of discomfort followed by a numbing sweetness. She wasn't even aware when he had wrapped her palm around his shaft once again to accompany the thrusting motion of his fingers. 

"Ngh…. ah…. ha…"

"Ah…. ngh….. en…."

Both of their moans sounded simultaneously with the ambiguous slosh of stirring liquid. Akin to the performance of a musical play, their voice rang loud then low, fast, then slow. They are like the performers of a play in which only the two of them can hear and experience.

Just as both of their bodies swell with the pressure of new release, a rustling noise coming from different directions startled the undulating couple.

"Who is it?!!"