In a forest near Ravenshade city, off the pathway leading to the abandoned ruins.
A young man in a sleek combat suit pinned down a young lady with short blue hair to a tree.
The pair was embroiled in a deep, steamy kiss. Kissing sounds echoed out audibly in the otherwise silent forest.
The young man broke the kiss, a thin line of saliva connecting their tongues, and he proceeded to turn the girl's body around.
"Kyle's stop..."Nuna pleaded, "We are not very far off from the walking pathways, people might hear us, or worse, they might see."
Kyle acted like he could not hear her. A mischievous grin was plastered on his face. He guided his hand into her dress and between her thighs.
Gently caressing her skin with his fingers, he moved deeper between Nuna's thighs, pushing aside the lacy scrap of her panties, his fingers found her kitty.
Her slick folds parted easily for his touch as he circled around her sensitive pearl with long, languid strokes.
She let out a breathy moan, head tipping back in ecstasy as his fingers delved deeper, stroking along her fluttering walls.
He worked two fingers, his index finger and middle finger, inside her tight pussy, curling them just so to brush against that perfect spot deep within.
"Mmmmmm!...ohhhh!"
Her hips lifted, seeking more of his touch, grinding shamelessly against his hand.
The wet sounds of his pumping hand filled the air, mixing with her escalating moans until it was impossible to tell where one ended and the other began.
It seemed she had forgotten her earlier concerns about being found. Anyone with good ears would be able to hear her from a mile away.
Kyle twisted his hand and got his thumb to work.
"Ahhh...Kyle," she gasped as he found her clit, rubbing merciless circles around the swollen nub. "Don't stop..." He skillfully flicked her clit every time his fingers plunged into her flower.
She hung on to the tree for dear life, moaning loudly as Kyle worked his magic.
His free hand crept into her hair, gripping the silky strands tightly as his fingers thrust into her faster and harder.
She could feel the coil winding tighter and tighter at the base of her spine, hurtling towards release on his skillful fingers...
Nuna held herself still, her legs quaking slightly where Kyle gripped her thighs. Her whole body shuddered as orgasm crashed over her, her back arching almost painfully.
Gasping and moaning quietly, she shook through the aftershocks, her thighs clenching rhythmically, locking Kyle's hand into place.
Kyle watched, enthralled, one hand coming up to cup her face tenderly.
When Nuna finally stilled, he slowly withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his mouth to lick them clean. "Delicious," he murmured appreciatively with a grin on his face.
Still holding her steady, he helped Nuna shimmy out of her drenched panties.
Then she dexterously tucked a second pair out of nowhere, back into her waistband, and smoothed down her dress without missing a beat.
If one didn't know any better, they would think that she took extra precautions to carry around extra lingerie, because this happened often.
Or maybe that was indeed the case.
She looked prim once more, well, save for the blush on her cheeks and light sheen of perspiration glistening on her brow and collar.
"You know, we can continue, I'm not exactly doing very well either."Kyle looked down at his hardened little brother.
A peak had formed on his trousers around the groin.
Nuna's lips parted in a brief flash of hesitation before she shook her head firmly.
"No, Kyle, listen, we really do need to get moving—" Kyle moved closer to her, his hand aimed for her chest.
"Wait, please—" she cut in, as Kyle reached out as if to grope her breasts. Nuna brought her hands over to defend her chest, her expression pleading.
Kyle's gaze darkened, a flicker of disappointment crossing his features. "I guess you're right, we should keep moving," Kyle said briskly, withdrawing.
His voice dropped to a low rumble. "You know I'm not exactly done with this yet, right?" He spoke, fixing his appearance as well.
She nodded absentmindedly, a flash of disappointment flashing across her face as well. Admittedly, Nuna had wanted him to go on.
She wanted him to pull her hands off and assault her. She wanted him to grope her breasts and tell her how springy they were.
And then she wanted him to plunge his hard cock inside her drenched little sister and pound her ruthlessly from behind, right here.
She sighed.
'Sigh, that didn't go as planned. Maybe I shouldn't have been so defensive? Oh well, I will have to wait for tonight.'
They walked out of the forest, back to the plain road, side by side.
"We should be able to easily clear out the first three floors of the tomb," Nuna said.
They were headed towards a hidden realm, located on the outskirts of Ravenshade City.
It was the primary hunting ground for local cultivators, though it was under the Ravenshade family's control, so an entry fee was required per individual, but you did get to keep what you found inside, unless it was extremely valuable, in which case, they would 'Politely' get it off your hands at a fee.
Though you would not expect to find anything extremely valuable in there. The tomb had been around for generations, so it was mostly cleared out over time.
People rarely found anything of note in there.
But that was not why Kyle was going in there. Hidden realms, or more commonly, tombs, exactly as the name suggests.
These are essentially a separate space where powerful cultivators were put to rest, along with their treasures, shielded behind a multitude of traps, and hostile spiritual beasts, demonic beasts, and sometimes even undead.
This was for the benefit of future generations, so that they could test themselves and inherit the cultivator's inheritance while doing so.
That was the most commonly known description.
The more educated knew the second reason behind the existence of these ancient tombs.
When a powerful cultivator was nearing the end of their lifespan, they took a huge gamble. They gather as many resources as they can, the best in their arsenal.
And then they find a secluded space, creating a pocket dimension with an enclosed entrance.
And with one goal in mind, to ascend to the next realm for a longer lifespan, they seclude themself, chasing that sliver of a chance to achieve a breakthrough.