Ruruko Nimura had noticed Vania eavesdropping earlier, but Ethan hadn't cared. He had continued his relentless "cultivation" until Ruruko was a quivering mess. Now, it was Vania's turn to hide in bed, her heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and secondhand arousal.
Inside Ruruko's room, the girl tried to use Vania's presence as an excuse to slow Ethan down, hoping for a moment to breathe. However, a clumsy lie only leads to a harder truth. As Ethan's massive member struck her G-spot and buried itself deep in her lower abdomen, her attempt to stifle her moans failed miserably.
"Ruruko, I think you're actually getting more excited," Ethan whispered, his sturdy abdomen slamming against her soft, pale buttocks, pinning her against the wall.
"Ah... Ethan-bro, too deep! You're... you're wrong... I'm not... mmm... no! I'm going to come again! Ahhh!"
"Even like this, you say you aren't excited?" Ethan smirked. "Your pussy is clamping down on me tighter than ever."
He pulled out with a wet pop, a thick string of silvery fluid connecting his purple-tinted dragon head to her twitching pink petals. Ruruko immediately turned around, her eyes glazed with lust. The shy, pure high school girl was gone, replaced by a female beast begging for more.
"Ethan-bro... don't pull out... Ruruko still wants it... please put it back in! Put it in and plant your seeds inside me! Ahhh!"
Ethan punished her duplicity with a sharp slap to her upturned buttocks before dragging his shaft across her dripping entrance without entering. "Say it louder. Tell me what you want."
"I want it... please fuck me! Fuck Ruruko's body... sow your seeds deep inside! Ahhh, it's in! It's in!!"
As Ethan drove his iron-hard cock home, Ruruko's tongue lolled out in a daze—a perfect Ahegao expression of pure sensory overload. Ethan didn't stop there. He carried her, still joined at the hip, toward the door. Every step he took forced his cock deeper into her, making her squeal. He kissed her deeply to muffle the sound as they reached Vania's door, their saliva mingling in a messy, sweet exchange.
The Virgin and the Reaper
Inside the next room, Vania had been driven to the brink by the sounds. When Ethan finally entered her room, he found her in a stunning blue qipao, her long blue hair flowing like a waterfall. She was already half-undone, her breasts spilling out of the silk bodice.
"Ethan-senior... I've always liked you," she confessed, her amber eyes full of adoration.
Ethan didn't waste words. He pulled her into his arms, feeling her body go limp with desire. Vania, the petite reaper from the Underworld, was already soaking wet. She bent over the bed, lifting her qipao to reveal her smooth, white buttocks and her drenched virgin garden.
"Ethan-senior... Vania wants you... give it to me!!"
Ethan lunged. With a wet squelch, he buried his entire length into Vania's tight, wet depths. The impact was so violent the bed shook, and Vania let out a scream of combined pain and ecstasy.
"Ah! It hurts... but... mmm..."
The pain of her broken hymen was quickly drowned out by a wave of primal satisfaction. "Ethan-senior... do it again! Hit me hard like you did just now!"
As Ethan hammered into her, his body began to glow with a strange power. The "元阴" (Primal Yin) of so many virgins he had cultivated recently was finally reaching a tipping point.