Magic Sect of Beauties: The Strongest Mage is in a Cultivation World

Yang Wei stared at the wardrobe with disappointment written all over his face.

Honestly, how did I miss it? Does she want us to do it tonight or she just really wants to keep company? Maybe that's just it. But hold on, she did mention wanting me to stress her out, maybe in a different, dirty way? No, that can't be it. But then again, her gaze is lingering longer than usual.

Could it be...? No, no, I must be imagining things. Yue'er is too pure and innocent, and she did say she wasn't ready yet.

Yang Wei shook his head and let out a calm exhale.

He knew he couldn't just ask if she wanted to do it together; it would sound pathetic and totally out of character for someone as confident as him. Truth be told, his confidence was rattled by Huo Yue's sudden boldness. He never would've expected her to come here with the intention of having sex.

"Yue'er..." he called her name calmly, his voice deeper than usual.

The unexpected masculinity of his tone startled Huo Yue even more. "Y-yes!" she squeaked out like an obedient girl, her cheeks burning and her body feeling hot just from hearing the way he said her name. Though it wasn't particularly affectionate or sexy, her mind interpreted it that way nonetheless.

Yang Wei removed his final layer of clothing, leaving him shirtless.

He walked over to the bed and sat down beside Huo Yue, causing the bed to squeak awkwardly.

There was a tense silence.

Huo Yue unsure of what to say.

D-do I just open my legs and tell him to get in? Or do I... do something else.

Every time she thought about speaking, she would look away and squeeze her eyes shut.

"Are you okay, Yue'er?"

Yang Wei's question somehow calmed her nerves, and her excessive blushing began to fade, leaving her face looking serene like a delicate lotus blooming at dawn. "I-I'm fine, you don't have to..." she started to say, but paused when she noticed how close Yang Wei's face was to hers.

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This time, she didn't blush, but her breathing became heavier and quicker as her big brown eyes filled with love and desire stared into his plain blue eyes.

Do I just... say it?

Her thighs pressed together more tightly, and her toes curled up anxiously.

"Wei Shuai, I—"

Before she could continue, Yang Wei placed his hand gently on her head and stroked back her hair, feeling its soft sleekness.

Huo Yue had what you'd call natural beauty; she didn't use makeup or focus too much on washing her hair or making it look more attractive. She was too focused on taking care of others, namely Yang Wei and Huo Zhenwei, that she didn't focus much on herself. But today, Yang Wei noticed her cherry lips had a small gloss-like coating on them.

Usually, she had a slightly acidic orange scent that felt sweet, but now, she smelled a bit like Mu Lin.

Her scent, did she use a spirit-cleansing fragrant pill? Yue isn't the material type, she must've done this... for my sake.

As Yang Wei gently ran his hand through her hair, she just obediently sat there, her slender shoulders rigid and her fingers interlocked, looking too shy.

"You're cute, you know that, right?" Yang Wei told her.

"T-thank you..." was all she could mumble.

Getting into the mood, Yang Wei leaned in closer, his gaze fixated on Huo Yue's blushing cheeks that extended to her ears, forcing her to lower her head shyly. With a light touch, he grabbed her shoulders and planted a tender kiss on her neck, eliciting a soft moan from Huo Yue, "Hnn.."

Despite his complete focus on her sexy body, Yang Wei could still sense her lingering nervousness.

Although it wasn't Huo Yue's first intimate encounter with Yang Wei, the possibility of going all the way this time left her feeling anxious and a bit scared. As Yang Wei continued to shower her neck with nibble-like kisses, he extended his hand and gently grasped her melon-sized breast, relishing in its softness and weight.

With a slight squeeze, his fingers sank into her bouncy flesh, akin to a ripe tomato freshly plucked from the vine; her firm breast felt softer and sweeter with each squeeze.

"H-haaunn~♡"

The sensation sent shivers down Huo Yue's spine all the way to her slowly wetting flower bud, and she couldn't help but release several gasps as her eyes slowly glazed over with pleasure.

So far, Huo Yue had remained passive, allowing Yang Wei to explore her ripe, sexy body while she sat there, feeling a some embarrassment and yet a desire to feel caressed even more. As Yang Wei's strong hand squeezed her breast, she initially felt a slight pain, but it quickly transformed into pleasure, causing her body to surrender to his manly presence.

Deciding to go deeper, Yang Wei's left hand ventured beneath her gown, caressing her bare right breast, which felt even softer than before. The fiery sensation of his palm grazing against the tip of her sensitive nipple caused her to let out a moan that pushed steam out of her exhausted breath, "AaaWWwNnn~~♡!!"

Her eyes fluttered shut as she surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure.

It feels... s-so good!

With each touch, Huo Yue's body responded eagerly, shifting side to side to try and maintain control. Her moist, sweaty breast in the palm of his hand, she was flustered.

Huo Yue's breasts tended to sweat when she got nervous, and considering they were so big, it was usually more than normal.

Yang Wei could feel the sensation of her breasts flowing all the way to his fingertips, and even his own body was reacting as his thing hardened more and more, causing his pants to tighten until he had a bulge there.

"HhaAAuun~ Ahhann~~♡!"

Another elegant moan leaked out faintly from her soft, cherry-colored lips, stifled by her teeth gently sinking into her lower lip. Yang Wei couldn't do anything but lose his will; the scent and sexiness of a woman as voluptuous as Huo Yue made him hungry for more.

Her big, banging butt.

Her soft, succulent breasts.

The attractive heat and wetness of her body.

He wanted to taste it all.

The way this sweet and pure woman, who always looked so innocent, had such a dirty and erotic look on her face, made him want to spoil her even more.

"In the end, Shijie, you're dirty like every other woman, aren't you~?" he sexily whispered into her ear.

Huo Yue could barely listen to what he was saying with the way he was still pressing her breast. She wanted to speak, but her teeth pressed against her lower lip while her face remained an erotic shade of pink.

"Come on, answer me~," Yang Wei whispered again.

Her eyes went shut and soon, she felt Yang Wei's other hand gently rubbing her butt while its fingers ran through the thin strip of clothing that covered her butt creek. The way his middle finger stroked her crevice, her mind begged her to let him touch her butthole. It was simmering with heat, and her flower bud, as hot as her body, was dripping sticky water that wet the bed little by little.

"Hhnn...♡!"

Yang Wei smiled, "You're already wet between the legs, aren't you?"

"Ye-yes, I—"

Her hot breaths hitched, and her voice ceased the moment Yang Wei squeezed her breast tightly enough for his fingers to sink completely in, while his other hand slipped completely through the small space between her big buttocks and the soft bed.

Now, his hand was properly touching her butthole and her wet flower completely.

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It was hot, wet, and sticky down there.

The wetness between her legs had leaked so much that Yang Wei felt like his hand was soaked in hot, melting butter.

His finger somehow found its way through the damp clothing material, and his middle finger gently peeled against her clit.

"HHHAAUUUNNN~~♡♡!"

Huo Yue's tongue pushed out of her sealed lips and her eyes rolled back into her head when her back arched. There was such a dirty, sex-hungry look on her face; nothing like the normal, decent woman Yang Wei knew.

She fell on the bed, panting heavily, her face even pinker than before.

There were tears in her eyes. She enjoyed this sexual pleasure but at the same time, her body felt like it was on fire.

"W-wei Shuai... I-"

Before she could say anymore, Yang Wei quickly straddled her and held the tip of her tongue. "Shhh.." he told her. "Just be a good girl for me and let me make you feel good, alright?"

With her dripping tongue still being held out like an absurd animal show, Huo Yue eagerly nodded. "I'll... be good for you~♡" she groaned out through a seized tongue.

"Good~"