Chapter 892: Shy Maid

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The wet, heavy sound of skin slamming against skin filled the open hallway.

Ji Shuang was bent forward over the stone railing, both hands gripping the cool edge tightly.

Her back was arched toward Zhao Tian with her legs spread and ass pushed towards him.

Completely naked under the night sky, her body swayed with every deep thrust.

Zhao Tian had both hands buried in the soft flesh of her ass, gripping hard enough to leave marks as he fucked her from behind.

His cock drove deep into her dripping pussy in long strokes, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in to the hilt.

Her enormous breasts swung wildly beneath her.

The heavy, soft mounds bounced and slapped against each other with every impact.

Zhao Tian leaned over her back and one of his hands left her ass and reached under, grabbing a full handful of her breast and squeezing it roughly.

He dug his fingers deep into the soft meat, then yanked it upward before releasing it to swing free again.

"Haangh~" Ji Shuang gasped, gripping the railing tighter.

Zhao Tian immediately grabbed the same breast again, squeezing it hard while he kept fucking her, his cock slamming in and out of her soaked pussy.

He straightened slightly and both of his hands returned to her ass.

His fingers dug into the soft cheeks and spread them wider, watching his thick cock disappear into her stretched pussy again and again.

Ji Shuang’s purple hair spilled forward over the railing, strands sticking to her damp cheeks.

Her mouth hung open as soft, needy sounds spilled out with every impact.

"Haa-ahh- Tian... I’m going to-"

Zhao Tian felt her walls start to flutter and tighten.

"Haanghhh...." A sharp, high cry tore from her throat as she came hard and her pussy clamped down around his cock, flooding him with more of her juices.

He kept thrusting through it, and after a few more thrusts his cock twitched hard inside her.

"Haa..." With a low groan, he buried himself to the hilt and came, pumping thick ropes of cum deep into her spasming pussy.

*splurt* Pulse after pulse filled her until it began to leak out around his cock, mixing with her own juices and dripping down her thighs onto the stone floor.

Even after the last spurt, he stayed buried inside her with his hips pressed flush against her ass.

Zhao Tian slowly released her hips and ran one hand up her spine before he leaned down and pressed a slow kiss between her shoulder blades.

Ji Shuang remained bent over the railing for several long seconds before she finally spoke in a shaky, breathless voice.

"...You’re going to be the death of me one day."

Zhao Tian smiled against her skin and gave one last slow roll of his hips just to feel her twitch around his cock.

"Then I’ll make sure it’s a good one."

...

Morning light filtered through the half-drawn curtains of Ji Shuang’s private chambers.

Zhao Tian slowly woke up and glanced to his side.

The sheets still held the faint warmth and scent of her body, but the Sect Master herself was already gone.

He sat up, his white hair falling loosely over his bare shoulders, when the door opened with a quiet creak.

Lan Shuqin stepped inside, carefully balancing a lacquer tray.

A steaming teapot, two cups, and a small plate of light morning pastries rested on it.

She was dressed in her usual neat maid attire with her apron tied properly and her long hair neatly arranged.

The moment her eyes landed on him sitting there bare-chested, her steps faltered.

A faint flush immediately rose to her cheeks.

"...Good morning, Master Tian. Lady Shuang asked me to bring tea for you."

She walked forward and set the tray down on the low table near the bed.

Zhao Tian watched her in silence for a moment as she poured teh tea "Shuang left early?"

Lan Shuqin nodded "Yes... She said she had matters to attend to at the main hall. She instructed me to prepare tea and make sure you ate something before leaving."

She poured the tea with grace, and when she finished, she finally risked a glance at him only to find his calm blue eyes already resting on her face.

Her blush deepened instantly and she looked away again, clutching the edge of her apron.

"I-I’ll leave the tray here, Master Tian..." she murmured, already taking a half-step back toward the door.

Zhao Tian’s voice stopped her"Shuqin."

She froze.

He tilted his head slightly, "Come here."

Zhao Tian reached out and caught her wrist before she could retreat any further. ℯℯ𝑙.

Lan Shuqin’s eyes widened. "M-Master Tian—?"

She stumbled forward with a soft gasp, and in the next moment he pulled her onto the bed as the soft mattress dipped under their combined weight.

Before she could scramble away, Zhao Tian shifted, pressing her down onto her back and settling over her, one knee between her thighs as his bare chest hovered above her fully clothed body.

Both of her hands flew up and pressed lightly against his shoulders, though the push was weak.

"M-Master Tian...! W-what are you doing?! Lady Shuang’s bed...! Someone might come in-"

Despite her words, her hands remained against his shoulders without truly pushing him away.

Zhao Tian’s gaze dropped to her parted lips for a moment before returning to her eyes.

"Shuqin."

The way he said her name made her lashes flutter.

He leaned down a little closer, his white hair falling around them, until his breath brushed against her cheek.

"Look at me."

Lan Shuqin’s green eyes trembled as she slowly turned her face back toward him.

The moment their gazes met, her blush deepened even further, spreading down her neck.

Zhao Tian’s hand moved from her cheek to the side of her neck, brushing his thumb lightly over her skin. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth.

Lan Shuqin’s entire body stiffened and a tiny, startled sound escaped her throat.

He kissed her again, catching her lower lip between his and sucking gently.

Her fingers curled against his bare shoulders.

For a few seconds she remained frozen, then, hesitantly, her lips began to respond in small, shy movements.

When he finally pulled back, a thin strand of saliva briefly connected their mouths before breaking.

Lan Shuqin’s eyes were half-lidded, her lips glistening as her chest rose and fell rapidly.

"I can’t believe you are still shy at this..."

Hearing his words, she swatted his chest lightly "You are always teasing me, Master."

After a second, Lan Shuqin’s arms slipped around his neck.

She pulled herself closer, burying her face against the side of his neck, her soft body pressing fully against his bare chest.

The faint scent of the morning tea still clung to her clothes as she hugged him tightly.

Hugging her, he murmured "Are you still afraid of talking about our relationship to Hanyue?"

Lan Shuqin’s body tensed slightly in his arms. After a moment, she gave a small nod against his neck.

"...I am..."

She pulled back just enough to look at his face.

"You’re Lady Hanyue’s husband. If she finds out that you’re also... with me... I don’t know what she’ll think. Or what will happen."

Zhao Tian looked at her for a quiet second. Then he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips "Don’t be afraid. I hope you will tell her soon."

Before she could reply, he lowered his head.

His lips brushed the side of her neck, and almost without thinking, she tilted her head slightly, giving him more space.

Zhao Tian kissed the same spot again... then parted his lips and sucked lightly, leaving a clear mark against her pale skin.

Her breath trembled "Master Tian..."