"I've just been enjoying rose petal baths lately." Reika Kurashiki's explanation was clumsy, giving the impression of wanting to hide something.
Hearing Reika Kurashiki's words, a faint smile appeared on Ho Fei-yu's face. He didn't reply, but continued to explore her cold, exquisite face. His tongue swept across her pale forehead, followed the line of her small, perky nose, reached her vibrant red lips, and finally rested on her slender neck, planting, planting, planting countless delicate strawberries on her skin.
The tickling sensation on her neck made Reika Kurashiki grab Ho Fei-yu's back tightly with both hands. Her long, red-painted fingernails left a few red marks on his back with every deep kiss he administered.
However, these were superficial to him, merely adding a bit of fun. He looked up at the neck covered in strawberries and her passion-drenched face, a sense of pride inevitably rising in his heart.
He moved lower.
He arrived at the snowy peaks covered in white snow, where a cherry that had been growing for over thirty years, still incredibly pink, emitted a milky scent. Ho Fei-yu eagerly took it into his mouth, gently grinding it with his teeth, and sucking it with his tongue. It seemed to be incredibly sweet, as if it had gathered the essence of heaven and earth.
"Slurp~ Slurp~" Ho Fei-yu greedily sucked, wishing he could swallow it whole. One hand grasped the white milk of the snowy peak, its full shape constantly changing in his grip. His other hand climbed the nearby jade peak, his thumb and forefinger rubbing the other cherry, while his thumb pad circled the areola.
"Ngh~ Ah~" Reika Kurashiki couldn't withstand this stimulation. Her emerald eyes grew increasingly glazed, and her lust was about to turn into spring water, overflowing from her eyes. She bit her lower lip tightly, and soft, seductive sounds escaped her nostrils. Her plump thighs, like old tree roots, tightly gripped Ho Fei-yu's waist.
After sucking the sweetness for about five or six minutes, Ho Fei-yu picked up Reika Kurashiki. Her full, delicate body was pressed against Ho Fei-yu as he walked toward the window.
"What... is it?" Reika Kurashiki felt Ho Fei-yu carrying her and moving. With every step he took, his giant dragon churned in its nest. Unsure what Ho Fei-yu intended, she moistened her dry throat and spoke seductively.
"Nothing~"
Five or six steps brought them to the window. Looking out, the surrounding scenery was fully visible. Seeing the bustling streets and people coming and going, one couldn't help but feel a sense of grandeur from this height. All living beings seemed like ants. The Seiwa Group building was unique among the towering high-rises, and the female CEO and big boss who controlled the Seiwa Group was currently in his arms. The feeling was hard to describe...
Ho Fei-yu pressed Reika Kurashiki's back firmly against the glass, and the battle began. The sound of waves crashing against the reefs was incessant.
About ten minutes later, Ho Fei-yu flipped Reika Kurashiki over. She was now pressed against the glass. Her originally perky, round milky whites were flattened into a pancake shape. The two cherries pointed outwards. The residue from his mouth stained the clean glass with every subsequent thrust, forming a circular outline.
Since the window was composed of two layers—one reflective and one one-way—he could see outside from the inside, but outsiders could not see in. Ho Fei-yu was not worried about anyone taking advantage of his Big Wife. He wouldn't allow himself to be cuckolded.
Even though Reika Kurashiki was pressed against the glass, one of Ho Fei-yu's hands protected her face, while the other was free to roam, occasionally fondling her snowy peaks, teasing the cherries, and stroking her tender waist. Reika Kurashiki was well-maintained. When she stretched, Ho Fei-yu could feel the abs on her lower abdomen with his hand. She was indeed a top-tier dominant woman. If his body hadn't been enhanced, he would have likely been defeated quickly, on par with the three juicers at home.
"Ah~ Don't—Ah~"
In the current position, Reika Kurashiki was at her most vulnerable. If Ho Fei-yu wasn't supporting her, she would have collapsed into a soft puddle. His free hand first kneaded her tallow-white jade for a while. The soft, tender touch was very comfortable, like a ball of dough. His eyes inadvertently caught sight of the delicate flower opening and closing on the tallow-white jade. A mischievous thought sprang up in his heart. He slowly moved his finger. Before Reika Kurashiki could react, his finger had entered the sculpted flower. The strange sensation, unlike anything before, assaulted her brain, accelerating her release.
The dragon seemed to be submerged in a flood. Even though it was thick, most of the liquid flowed out along the gap, dripping onto the floor, collecting in a puddle.
Ho Fei-yu continued his labor, and his finger pressed and teased occasionally. Reika Kurashiki climaxed several times, and the water beneath her increased, making Ho Fei-yu acknowledge the saying from his previous life: women are made of water. Finally, a dragon roar sounded. Reika Kurashiki felt a warmth inside her abdomen and finally collapsed into a limp mess. Ho Fei-yu helped her up, but she knew this was just the beginning.
Next, on the sofa, on the desk, and on the carpet, traces of her and him were left behind. Ho Fei-yu stopped only when he felt Reika Kurashiki could no longer be tormented. He let her rest for a while, found the bathroom, helped her wash clean, and then they returned to the bed.
"Stay... with me..." The sky had darkened. Ho Fei-yu checked his phone—it was around seven o'clock. He hesitated, wondering if he should go home, worried that the three girls at home would be waiting anxiously. Reika Kurashiki slowly opened her eyes. Sensing that Ho Fei-yu intended to leave, she weakly placed one hand on his, speaking in a voice like a mosquito's buzz.
"Alright, I'll stay with you." Ho Fei-yu no longer hesitated. After all, he only got to spend time with his Big Wife once a week, while the three girls at home were easier to see. He turned his hand over, intertwining his fingers with hers, holding her hand tightly. He leaned against the bedside, and Reika Kurashiki nestled into his arms, her beautiful eyes closed. Hearing Ho Fei-yu's words, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Ho Fei-yu stared, mesmerized. That fleeting smile was unforgettable, a moment he would likely recall for years, maybe decades, whenever they were nestled together.
His other hand gently kneaded her smooth lower abdomen, and his chin rubbed against her golden hair. Neither of them spoke, simply feeling the warmth of each other's skin and their beating hearts. This was enough. Intimacy was just one way for Ho Fei-yu to express his love—the merging of bodies, zero-distance contact, complete openness, as if their hearts were connected. Ho Fei-yu simply looked at Reika Kurashiki's profile. There was none of the usual detachment of a high-and-mighty person in control of everything, only the satisfaction and happiness of having been nourished by her lover. But Ho Fei-yu loved both versions. Either way, she was Reika Kurashiki.
About two hours later.
"Mmm~"
"Awake?"
"Mhm... Wait, let go of me!" Reika Kurashiki slowly woke up, letting out a comfortable purring sound like a kitten. Feeling the warmth from behind her, she immediately turned her head, her phoenix eyes meeting Ho Fei-yu's gaze. Seeing the smile on his face and hearing his voice, a blush rose on her exquisite face. Her heart pounded rapidly, and shyness surged. She felt a slight awkwardness, recalling how she had initially been in control, only to become passive once the intimacy began. She was annoyed. Now wanting to regain control, she struggled, but was held firmly. Finding she couldn't break free, she stopped moving.
She calculated that perhaps soon she could maintain the advantage because she noticed that she wasn't as tired as the previous two times. It seemed that every time she was intimate with Ho Fei-yu, her stamina increased slightly. In that case... Heh heh!
"Are you hungry? If you are, I'll order them to send food up."
"Not hungry. I just ate plenty~"
"..."
"So indecent!" Reika Kurashiki rolled her eyes at him crossly. He had seemed so decent when he helped her on the train, but now he was so perverted... But she didn't hate it.
"By the way, about that Takahiro Tarou, I was thinking..."
"Don't worry. I already gave him a raise. Although he hasn't reached the level of CEO, he's close enough."
"Mwah." Ho Fei-yu didn't offer words of thanks; he just gently kissed her forehead. His heart felt warm. He hadn't expected his Big Wife to care so much about him, considering everything. He couldn't just be kept; he needed to give back to his Big Wife, and not just physically.
"Big Wife, I have something I want to tell you. I wonder..."
"Speak." Reika Kurashiki rolled her eyes again, speaking impatiently, but not refuting Ho Fei-yu's form of address. Ho Fei-yu was actually unsure what to call Reika Kurashiki. Calling her Auntie was too awkward, and just Reika was too mundane. After much thought, calling her Big Wife seemed best.
"Ahem." Ho Fei-yu cleared his throat, taking a moment to organize his thoughts. Since his knowledge was limited, he could only give a general outline. He planned to introduce the idea of TikTok from his previous life to Reika Kurashiki. Although this world had major social media like Twitter and Reddit, and even streaming platforms, a short-video app like TikTok hadn't appeared yet. If Reika Kurashiki could develop one, it would definitely be a revolutionary influence.
In his past life, the appearance of TikTok in Dragon Country allowed people to quickly learn about their country's hotspots, and even understand what was happening in other countries without leaving their homes. They could also satisfy shopping needs through live e-commerce, share their daily lives, start self-media businesses, and most importantly, pass the time. Of course, there were pros and cons. In the fragmented, fast-food information age of his past life, it was easy to get addicted and lose the ability to think critically, among other issues. Ho Fei-yu decided not to worry too much about that; it depended on the person.
"Well—how should I put it? It's kind of like an Instagram-like chat app, but different. Everyone can share their life through short videos..." Ho Fei-yu slowly explained the general concept he understood, not noticing the change in Reika Kurashiki's expression.