I have never showed my naked body to any other man... However, I wouldn't want my disciples to see me as a spineless Grandmaster. As a woman, I need to be a beacon of inspiration to them, not a fraud.
Huo Zirou was still conflicted, but she held herself rigidly.
"Fine, I'll spread my legs... but if you so much as try to lay a hand on me, I'll rip you to shreds! Just remember that."
Yang Wei sighed, "Try to have some fun, it's good for you."
Standing behind Huo Zirou, Yang Wei reached out and lightly touched her neck. As his fingers trailed up her soft milky-white skin, he commented, "Your skin is so silky smooth."
Huo Zirou squeezed her face, "Don't touch me."
Yang Wei grinned mischievously. "Why not?" his voice came out so smooth and seductively. "Is it because you see yourself as too special to be touched, or perhaps I'm just not good enough for you?"
With a calm demeanor, Huo Zirou replied, "Why would I want anything to do with a man who's only brought me frustration?"
Yang Wei's hands glided down from her face to her waist, his crotch still pressed against her enticing ass.
The softness of her buttocks against his crotch made Huo Zirou gasp, "H-how dare you?!"
"Shhh~ be quiet~" he told her.
Then, she felt the rigid outline of his cock scraping against the lifted skirt of her buttocks, and a rush of sensation flowed through her body, causing a shift in her meridians.
What's this?! My b-body... it feels so... different~
Maintaining his hand on her round waist, Yang Wei gently pressed against it, guiding his crotch against her underwear-covered buttocks.
Huo Zirou's hands trembled, torn between snapping his neck and succumbing to the arousing sensations.
Why can't I stop him...?! There's just... something so good about his body attached to mine, like this sweet feeling~ and his scent... it's so gooood~~
With each movement, Yang Wei pushed his cock against her ass, exerting enough force to push her waist outward, eliciting closed-eyed moans and hot breaths from Huo Zirou.
"Ahhhnnn~~"
Wrapping his arms around her wide waist, Yang Wei leaned into her neck, indulging in her sweet fragrance reminiscent of fresh, sweetened oranges.
"You smell nice~" he said.
Moving from kissing to gently biting and caressing her neck, Huo Zirou arched her back, causing her heavy breasts to jiggle slightly beneath her dress.
Each press elicited a stifled moan from Huo Zirou as she bit her lips, trying to suppress her arousal.
"AAAaaaaHhHHnnNN~~ Please just st..."
"It's too pain... Ahnnn~~!"
But when he released his grasp, an unintentional moan escaped her lips.
"EEEEEeeeYYYYaaaannnNNNnnn~~!"
A very loud, animalistic moan that was unlike her!
She was left panting for more.
As she caught her breath, Yang Wei shifted his attention to other parts of her body.
His hand went for the buttons of her daoist robes, beginning to undo them. As Huo Zirou noticed, anger flashed across her face, and she tried to break free, exclaiming, "How dare you?!"
Yang Wei immediately paused and withdrew his hands.
The anger on Huo Zirou's face vanished, replaced by confusion. "What?" she questioned in a low, puzzled tone.
Yang Wei sighed, shaking his head in disapproval. "I don't need this childish behavior," he reprimanded. "You're a grown woman, old enough to be a grandmother. I won't tolerate you acting like you're not enjoying this." With his arms folded, he clicked his tongue and continued, "The pride women in this world have is unbelievable. What we're doing will benefit both our cultivations, so why oppose it?"
Gritting her teeth, Huo Zirou raised a fist in defiance. "You shouldn't speak to me like that!" she retorted.
Yang Wei sighed again, gently placing his hand over her fist.
Tightening his grip on her waist, he pulled her closer.
"WOAH!" Huo Zirou abruptly shouted due to being pulled in so intimately.
Yang Wei looked into her brown eyes, "It doesn't have to be serious. This is just two people gaining benefits from each other." Leaning closer to her face—enough that their noses could touch, he asked, "Do you want this, yes or no?"
Huo Zirou gulped, feeling a fluttering sensation in her stomach.
I'm a Nascent Soul cultivator, and yet, these simple practices of pair cultivation with someone of a far inferior realm, seems to flourish my cultivation for some reason. My meridians feel more open, and it's like all the impurities in my body are slowly being dissolved...
Damn you, Yang Wei... why... why do you have to make me beg for this~~
Despite the fury in her eyes, she blushed deeply.
After a moment, she reluctantly admitted, "Keep going, please. I want more~"