Inside The Small Elder’s Room

Elder Millia was waiting for him not too far from the sect leader’s office. She smiled at him with a charming smile and a slight blush, beckoning him to follow.

Naturally, the area where the elders lived was much quieter, especially at this time of day. All of the other elders were out and about, watching over disciples, giving tips and instructions, or even looking after their direct disciples. So, the area was currently deserted.

No one saw Millia holding the young master’s hand as he brought him to her room. She locked the door to make sure no one would interrupt them, right as a fluffy white cat came meowing.

“Easy, I am going to be busy with something very important, alright? So stay quiet”

The cat seemed to understand and threw a displeased side glance at Anoteros for hogging the attention of its mistress.

The elder giggled, somewhat nervously.

“It’s been a little while since I’ve invited anyone into my room. I certainly wasn’t expecting that my next guest would be you, Young Master Anoteros~”

Even though he had a reputation well-known to most clan and sect women, it was always hard to believe that such a man of such stature and status was so willing to lie in bed with subordinate, ‘lesser’ women. Even if it was common for great noble men like him to sleep around as they saw fit, it was rarely in such an overt and sustained manner.

People believed that he was stricken by nymphomania with how much he was doing it with random women despite having so many loving wives and devoted maids back home. He would bed elders, disciples, and even commoners with the same enthusiasm.

It could have been a bad look, but his nonchalance dispelled such a possibility, and the fact that everyone who slept with him ended up so thoroughly satisfied certainly helped. He definitely made quite a lot of people jealous… 

Elder Millia didn’t bother showing Edrick her quarters, and instead brought him directly to her bedroom, which was decorated with quite a lot of pencil-drawn pieces of art.

“I see that you are an artist, Miss Millia”

“Ah… It’s nothing much, just a side hobby…”

“Are you sure? It is faint, but I do sense some energy imbued into them. That’s the telltale sign of someone with skill and affection for the medium”

Millia shuffled slightly.

“Well, it is just that between expenses to further my cultivation and the expenses needed to get the right kind of paper and pencils… Even an elder like myself can’t afford to spend money without thinking…”

She fiddled with her fingers, making herself look cute beyond belief without realising it as she genuinely felt quite embarrassed to be explaining this. She was pursuing a type of spirit art akin to Linmin’s spirit cuisine, but the materials were rather expansive and had to be bought often, or in large quantities. Using the wrong kind of paper or pencil with the techniques would just ruin everything.

Edrick lifted her small chin, making the elder look up before he picked her off the ground–She was actually a fair bit heavier than she looked, but nonetheless quite lightweight for Edrick.

“Spirit artists aren’t exactly common, and the good ones are even rarer… Why don’t I help you a bit with the expenses?”

“Y-Young Master, that would be–”

Before she could politely decline his offer, he kissed her.

Millia was taken aback for a moment, but quickly reciprocated, wrapping her soft, feeble arms around his neck. Her lithe body was pressed up against his muscular chest for several minutes before he placed her on the bed that was much too large for someone of her stature.

It made it comfortable, but oftentimes a little lonely. Her duties to the sect made it difficult to find a man willing to share this bed for a night. Most men avoid Rococolis like the plague, and to boot, there aren’t many men of type ever visiting the sect.

It’s mostly ‘clients’, and when there is a normal visit, she simply doesn’t have the occasion to do anything. Many were in her case at Xiaode Mountain Sect. Nearly everyone here was soft and small, but they nearly all preferred larger and more imposing partners.

Perhaps it was a side effect of becoming Rococolis. They wanted to feel protected and doted on by much larger arms.

Elder Millia was already drenched down there, and it didn’t help that Edrick was meticulously switching to undoing her robes, revealing her nude body. Her chest was completely flat, the nipples hardened and pointing upward.

Her clothes were chucked away, quickly joined by the scion’s.

He ran his large, calloused hands across her soft skin, making Millia moan softly.

“The… The rumours are accurate, you… You really know how to touch a woman~”

Anoteros chuckled slightly.

“I better know how, with how many wives I have”

As he said this, his hands settled on her hips and waist. His hands truly seemed giant upon her body… The noble softly pulled the elder closer to the end of the bed, perfectly positioning himself before starting to devour her pink peach, stimulating the erotic rift and the accompanying bean with expert precision.

“Ah- Aah~!”

She climaxed quickly. It had been too long since her last experience, and having Edrick as a partner was like getting back into wielding a sword by fighting the sword saint. She simply couldn’t resist his amorous finesse.

Anoteros eventually moved up, kissing and licking her stomach and chest before spinning her around, getting a good look at her small but shapely backside.

This area was probably the best way one could tell the difference between a Rococoli and a Bloomin or Immunubil. The hips and hindquarters were simply too well-built.

He gently squeezed the little hills before letting his Titanoboa slither in between them, moving back and forth against her back for a few moments.

Unlike most, Elder Millia didn’t seem too worried about whether or not it would fit. Her expression was one of intense longing as she looked back at the scion, wiggling her lower body, tempting him to go for it right this instant.

‘Rococolis really are so damned sexy… I definitely need to taste Halflings and Dwarves as well… I wonder what a Halfling Rococoli would look like…’

His trunk grew as erect as it could get, and he didn’t waste any more time, positioning himself as he began to push to enter the tight entrance.

“Oh… Oh yes! Split me in half with your huge cock, Young Master!”

The tip went in, and Millia buried her face into the bed, biting into the sheets.

It was happening.