Lee Ji-ho's POV
The door slid open so fast I barely had time to yank the sheet up over my lap like that was going to hide anything.
I mean, come on. I was naked under there except for one very determined vibrating egg that had decided my life wasn't humiliating enough yet. And then he walked in.
Tall doesn't even cover it. The guy looked like someone had carved him out of diamond then decided it wasnt glowing enough and upgraded him to pure golden intimidation. Broad shoulders stretching the silk of his robes, black hair pulled up high with a couple loose strands falling around his face like he couldn't be bothered to care, and those eyes, storm-gray and sharp enough to cut glass, I locked onto me the second he crossed the threshold. The air literally got heavier. I felt it press against my skin .
My hole clenched so hard around the egg I almost yelped out loud.
He stopped three steps inside, head tilting just a bit , nostrils flaring like he was scenting prey. Which, okay, fair. I probably smelled like desperation, lube, and interrupted orgasm from three dimensions away.
"A foreign scent," he said, voice low and smooth. "And such shameless arousal."
I sat up straighter, letting the sheet slip down on purpose until it bunched around my waist. Sweat was still drying on my chest, my nipples were hard from the stupid egg, and yeah, the faint outline of it was visible low in my belly if you knew where to look. I knew where to look. He definitely knew where to look.
"Interrupted mid-climax," I said, voice coming out huskier than I planned because my throat was still wrecked from all the moaning five minutes ago in another reality. "Care to finish what the universe so rudely cock-blocked?"
His lips curved. Not a full smile. Just this tiny, lethal tilt that said he was already three steps ahead and I was still trying to find the starting line.
"Bold," he murmured. "You were literally brought here to live as my brother and that's the best of a lifestyle you could bring out."
I crawled forward on the bed on my knees, sheet dragging behind me like a sad cape. "I'm not bold. And fuck my luck what do you mean we're brothersssss, after such a cultivation my brother is this hot" I raked my eyes down the front of his robes, lingering on the obvious ridge forming there "... You're legendary though. "
He took one step closer. The heat coming off him hit me like opening an oven door, hot, thick, pure yang that made every nerve in my body sit up and beg.
"You speak of dual cultivation as if it's a game," he said, reaching out and gripping my chin between thumb and forefinger. enough to tilt my face up so I had no choice but to meet those eyes. "One session with me could shatter your meridians… or forge them anew."
I licked my lips, slowly. "You sure ?"
His thumb slid over my bottom lip, pressing just hard enough to part it. "Strip. Show me what a time-lost whore brings to my bed."
I laughed.
"Wow. Straight to the point. No 'I don't belive you, What are you doing,' no 'how did you get here,' just strip and show me the goods. I like a man who knows what he wants."
He didn't laugh back. His thumb pressed harder. "I asked."
"Yeah, yeah, Mr. Sovereign Dick Energy." I reached for the tie on the borrowed robe some flimsy silk thing I'd found on the bed and yanked it open in one impatient tug. The fabric slid off my shoulders and pooled around my knees. The fresh air hit my skin that was already fever-hot. My cock was still hard, leaking against my stomach, and the egg… God, the egg was still going, a low steady buzz that made my thighs shake every few seconds.
I spread my knees wider, hands braced on the mattress, arching my back just enough to make the bulge more obvious. "There. Happy now? One shameless, time-displaced cumslut, fully inventoried and ready for quality control."
His eyes dropped. Slowly. Painfully slowly. Traced every inch like he was studying me for later use. When they landed on the faint outline low in my belly his brows lifted , just a bit .
"What is that?"
I grinned, all teeth. "Remote-controlled egg. Ported over with me. Been edging me since the white flash. Thanks for asking."
He made a low sound in his throat. Not quite a growl. More like… interest.
"Remove it."
"Nope." I rocked my hips forward once, feeling it shift. A broken little moan slipped out before I could catch it. "Part of the starter pack. The system says I gotta collect the good stuff directly from my greedy hole. Figured I'd cum pre-lubed and pre-stretched. Efficiency, you know?"
He stepped right up to the edge of the bed. Close enough that I could smell him, clean sweat, like pure sex distilled.
His hand moved from my chin to my throat, just resting there, heavy and warm. "You think you can bargain with your body like currency?"
"I'm literally on a thirty-day timer to hit five hundred milliliters or my dick retires forever. Bargaining is all I've got left."
His fingers flexed.. "You are so funny, and more interesting than you've ever been. Past you was boring and infuriatingly annoying. I like this you."
I looked up at him through my lashes, shameless as hell. "I think im gonna like your dick more, yours looks like it could fill a bathtub. So yeah. I'm betting on you, big guy."
He exhaled through his nose a short, sharp sound that might've been amusement or annoyance. Hard to tell.
"You're filthy."
"Flattery will get you everywhere."
"Strip." He demanded.