Chapter 440: Hometown Customs
With the warm sun overhead, Sheila and the other women finished tidying up and came downstairs to the living room.
Lunch was already prepared and everyone had gathered, but aside from those who had dual cultivated with Haruto last night, there were still others who hadn't arrived.
Maria looked around and asked curiously, "Where's Brother Haruto? Is he studying that communication magic with Sister Liala again?"
Just then Liala appeared from the stairwell corner, protesting innocently, "It's not me today~"
"Haruto is treating Xuelan and Isabela."
Rias explained simply: "Ravel brought up the treatment immediately after successfully breaking through yesterday."
"So that's how it is..."
The Succubus Loli tapped her chin with a finger, then her eyes lit up.
"No wonder Ravel-chan isn't here either. Brother Haruto must be with all three of them in Ravel-chan's room."
As she spoke, she began bouncing toward the stairs.
"Maria, where do you think you're going?" Sheila's tone turned dangerous.
"Well... of course I'm going to find the real food that can satisfy a Succubus."
Sheila clamped her hand over Maria's head, slender fingers tightening sharply, "Get back here! Have you even digested everything from last night?"
"Ow ow ow... Mother, please let go..."
Maria begged for mercy: "It hurts... I won't go then..."
"Eat your meal."
Forcing the Succubus Loli into her seat, Sheila said impatiently, "Indulging in pleasure without digesting the Life Essence and vital energy will only stagnate your strength."
"Yes... Mother..."
While Maria cried out in pain, Xuelan upstairs was also moaning in discomfort, though for slightly different reasons.
A few minutes earlier, under Haruto's diligent efforts, the adorable Chinese martial arts girl had finally become unbearably sore and itchy, actively begging for mercy.
"Young master, please stop licking... it's so embarrassing..."
Though claiming embarrassment, the charming beauty kept swaying her hips backward, making it easier for Haruto to taste her tender pink folds.
Haruto patiently thrust his tongue in and out of her valley, drawing forth more sweet nectar.
The sensation of being licked was utterly intoxicating, and soon Xuelan began panting and writhing.
"Young master... I want it now..."
Xuelan opened her enchanting, amorous eyes, glancing back at Haruto's face with a shy expression as she spoke softly.
After kissing her sweaty, fair forehead, Haruto finally licked her moist garden a few more times before looking up and saying, "Xuelan, get ready. Your young master is coming."
Hearing Haruto's words, Xuelan acknowledged with a soft sound.
Haruto knelt between the girl's legs, holding her soft, pale ankle with one hand while gripping his fully hardened dragon with the other.
After rubbing it against her plump, juicy crimson petals a few times, he slowly guided it into her dripping peach grotto.
"Ah... it hurts..."
When Haruto's dragon gently entered Xuelan's tight garden, the intense pain made her cry out involuntarily.
The girl's cry made Haruto pause. Seeing her pained expression, he felt a wave of tenderness.
Leaning over her delicate body, he pressed his face against her slightly pale cheek and gently licked her sensual, rosy lips. His hands moved up to caress her snowy mounds, hoping to distract her.
With waves of pleasure coursing through her body, ample preparation, and Haruto's Dual Cultivation abilities assisting her—just like Isabela—Xuelan felt the pain in her garden subside within a minute.
Feeling Haruto's tenderness toward her, the adorable Chinese qipao-clad girl grew even happier.
She opened her tightly shut beautiful eyes, gazing shyly at Haruto's profile as she whispered, "Young master... I'm fine now... you may continue..."
After speaking, a blush of embarrassment spread across her face.
Hearing Xuelan's words, Haruto didn't rush to complete the dual cultivation. Instead, he first used his hands to caress her snow-white, tender body, then extended his tongue to lick and kiss the girl's delicate earlobes, sexy collarbone, slender snowy neck, and other sensitive areas.
This continued until Xuelan's soft moans filled the air, and ambiguous sighs escaped her lips.
Sensual sounds continuously flowed from the girl's alluring, rosy lips, then echoed throughout the bedroom.
"Young master... Haruto..."
Xuelan's unique, breathless gasps undoubtedly fueled the flames of desire within Haruto.
He deeply suppressed the violent impulse inside him and continued kissing the girl's soft, pure white peaks while caressing the smooth, snowy skin of her thighs...
Haruto kept kissing Xuelan's tender, pale body without pause, making her completely forget the pain she had felt beneath her earlier.
The girl closed her eyes, parted her rosy lips, breathed rapidly, and wore an expression of satisfaction and comfort.
Adorable moans continuously escaped her red, sensual lips.
After kissing for a while, Haruto felt the girl's garden begin to soften slightly, and the warm juices nearly completely immersed little Haruto. He knew it was time to formally enjoy his "lunch."
Haruto smiled and released the soft, snow-white fullness on the girl's chest. He straightened up, pressed his hands against her slender waist, and slowly leaned forward. Beneath him, little Haruto gradually delved deeper into the exceptionally moist garden.
As little Haruto penetrated deeper, the girl's cute face scrunched up, her delicate brows tightly furrowed, and her pale, tender hands gripped the sheets beneath her tightly to better withstand the impact of cultivation.
Before long, little Haruto encountered an obstacle deep within Xuelan's garden.
Experienced Haruto naturally knew what it was.
With his fiery dragon head gently pressing against the barrier, Haruto slowly whispered in the girl's ear, "Xuelan, don't be afraid. The final moment is about to come..."
By then, she had also sensed that little Haruto had encountered the symbol of her purity and knew the decisive moment was approaching.
"Mmm..." Xuelan shyly lowered her head and murmured softly, "Young master, take me..."
After speaking, the girl raised her already lifted snowy buttocks higher, hoping little Haruto could smoothly penetrate the deepest part of her garden.
After kissing Xuelan's pale, fragrant shoulder, Haruto suddenly arched his body forward forcefully. The fiery hardness pressing against the membrane instantly pierced through like a sword through paper, entering the girl's body completely.
Immediately, a poignant, melodious, and deeply satisfied moan escaped the girl's sensual lips.
The tender peach blossom grotto, being entered for the first time, was extremely tight, squeezing little Haruto with immense pleasure.
Haruto felt as if he had entered a warm, soft mouth, as if being gently sucked, the intense pleasure making him feel as if he were ascending to heaven.
When the fiery, rigid little Haruto fully entered the garden, Xuelan let out a long, comfortable moan.
The pained expression on the girl's face gradually transformed into one of pleasure and enjoyment. Amid her uncontrollable moans, the dual cultivation officially began.
Maintaining a thickness of about two fingers and twenty centimeters, Haruto explored within Xuelan's tight garden while pressing closely against her snow-white, delicate body.
With one hand, he grasped the heavy, soft snow-white peaks, freely caressing and kneading them, while his other hand gently stroked her tender, smooth beautiful legs. Waves of soft, silky sensations transmitted from his palms to his heart.
Xuelan, her face flushed with shyness, knelt on the bed, allowing Haruto to assist her cultivation from behind. Her rosy, sensual lips breathed rapidly, and strange moans continuously escaped them, echoing in the empty room and reaching the ears of the two other girls on the bed.
Isabela, lying on the bed exhausted and panting, heard the sounds from her dear sister beside her. The fading blush once again spread across her enchanting face, and her hands unconsciously moved to her heaving chest, beginning to knead...
Meanwhile, the golden-haired twin-tailed demon young lady, who had yet to taste the experience, deeply regretted choosing to cultivate last. Though being watched was embarrassing, it was better than the frustration of seeing but not being able to partake.
Moreover, no one could guarantee that by the time it was her turn, Xuelan and Isabela would still be lacking their senses. In reality, under the effects of the dual cultivation ability, unless pushed to the brink of collapse, they could recover most of their energy in just over ten minutes.
Isabela, who had appeared completely worn out, was already getting excited again, secretly comforting herself on the side.
Haruto had no time to pay attention to the subtle movements of Isabela and Ravel. The charming beauty beneath him, filled with the fragrance of home, captivated him utterly. He only wanted to completely conquer her, making her his personal maid from then on.
The rear-entry position was very convenient for Haruto, but since he couldn't see her expression, it felt somewhat lacking. For the sake of his future personal maid, Haruto chose to switch to the traditional position, also to be considerate of Xuelan, who was experiencing dual cultivation for the first time.
Though for the Chinese qipao-wearing girl, who trained year-round and possessed B-level strength, kneeling for another half hour or even an hour wouldn't be particularly tiring.
Switching to the orthodox dual cultivation position, Haruto immediately noticed Xuelan's pretty face turning even redder. Seeing the girl's expression of trying hard to endure the pleasure while maintaining a reserved demeanor brought a mischievous smile to Haruto's face.
He lifted Xuelan's jade-like fair feet, resting them on his shoulders, then began to slowly move his lower body, Haruto, in a swaying motion...
As he moved, he observed the changes in the girl's expression, carefully exploring her sensitive spots.
The position was too embarrassing for Xuelan, so she didn't dare open her eyes. Occasionally, unable to resist curiosity, she glanced at where they joined, only to see the fiery purple-red dragon moving in and out of the pink valley, each thrust bringing forth splashes of moisture.
The exquisitely beautiful valley, like a work of art, bloomed fully under Haruto's assault, showcasing the charm of the Chinese qipao girl, making Haruto reluctant to stop.
The waves of pleasure from below also made Xuelan feel incredibly happy and comfortable. Under Haruto's skilled exploration and stimulation, she could no longer maintain her reserved appearance and began to actively cooperate in pursuing ecstasy.
The young girl's fair, delicate hand unconsciously rested on her chest, gently caressing her soft, full peaks as intermittent pink moans escaped her throat.