《Yin & Yang Pleasure of Cultivation》Sensual Darkness
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At the late hours of the night, everyone always seemed to have something to indulge themselves instead of sleeping, especially on a particularly eventful day with the Asylum of Mysteries opening.
Cultivation and insights were tasks that Darcel could easily indulge in without any rest. But, for tonight, he decided to take a more heated, sensual approach to his cultivation.
Inside his luxurious room, sitting upon his comfy bed, Darcel was caught up in inhaling the sweet intoxicating fragrance of his cute Aniela. She was firmly snuggled into his neck, finding pure warmth there.
Although their position was rather erotic. Aniela sat on top of his lap with a pleasant smile plaster on her pretty face.
Darcel was smoothly stroking her ever soft lushes white hair, having a more sinful smile on his own. Each time Aniela inhaled on to his neck, it sent small bursts of ignited passion down Darcel's body.
"Nnnnh….your scent Darcy…. it's somehow much, much more mesmerizing and hypnotic! It's enough to completely smooth out my mind…." Aniela didn't know how it happens, but Darcel's current scene and very aura expelled a more magnetic charming presence.
During these intimate moments, her usual wild beating heart was now blissfully steady as she fell into a calm rhythm of breathing down on Darcel's neck.
While she talked, Aniela pressed more of her supple body onto Darcel, causing further waves of warmth and pleasure. Those two soft pillows like breasts of her would never get tiresome for him.
And it was at this time Darcel thought back to his Darkness Qi. With all he has been through today, it was now the time to show Aniela the first step in experiencing a new side of cultivation!
Gently and filled with affection, Darcel pulled Aniela's face out and fondly lifted her chin up to him. Warmly smiling to her, he said, "That's not the only change I have in store. Let's experience something that'll taste better than just smelling it."
"Even your tone is getting hotter during these times…." Aniela sweetly told him as her face began to morph into one of lustful expectations. A bright, sweet blush enhanced her beauty along with her fervent fill eyes.
Taking on this sweet momentum, Darcel swoops down and pulls Aniela into a hot searing kiss. Immediately his tongue licked at Aniela's delicious, soft lips, savoring the delectable pleasurable taste there.
"Ahn~....Mnh~!"
Erotic sweet moans leaked out Aniela as she promptly opens her mouth to accept Darcel's tongue. An hot elegant dance of tongues ensued as Darcel sucked on Aniela's pink juicy tongue like it was candy.
Honestly, the pleasure and sweetness of Aniela's tongue are nearly too addicting! Moreover, squashing his nose against Aniela's small cute nose brought about its variation of warmth.
And Darcel wasn't only going to stay like this. Raising his right hand a bit, Darcel took a small amount of his attention to coat his hand in Darkness Qi. This time, Darcel had far better control over his raging Darkness.
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Using this control, Darcel latched his hand on to Aniela's modest size breast, sinking his whole hand into her.
"Ah-AH~!"
Caught off guard by the sudden touch, Aniela raised an even louder moan into Darcel's mouth.
Immediately when touching her incomparable soft breast, newfound waves of pleasure and satisfaction assaulted their senses.
Massaging Aniela's breast with his Darkness hand felt beyond heavenly. It fit right into the palm of his hand, allowing him to play around with it and brush against the tip of her hardening nipple.
"Mnh~....Ahn~....More~, touch me more~!"
Aniela panted out in heated breaths while they kissed. She couldn't feel anymore like she was in heaven.
Darcel's hand was pure bliss!
Her mind enraptured to a lustful state as her movement became even sexier.
She began erotically grinding on Darcel's hardening crotch, feeling an incomparable firing itch in her crotch. And the hardening of Darcel's pole only made her increase the intensity of grinding.
This sudden sexy movement of her sparked a brighter flame inside Darcel. Temporarily taking his hand off her breast, Darcel unbutton the top of Aniela's dark purple uniform, allowing her gorgeous breast to pop out.
“Nnnh~, Ahn~, touch them now~!”
In Between kisses, Aniela demanded from Darcel.
She was hooked on his tongue now and couldn't even think of not kissing him—steamy trails of saliva travel down both their chins as their making out become even more passionate.
Darcel took a moment to admire Aniela's beautiful breast. They were still wrapped in a fancy looking dark purple bra that added to their modest cute charm.
Saving this imagery for later, Darcel immediately lifted up Aniela's bra exposing her bare heavenly breasts.
Her cute pink nipples had now fully stiffened from intense stimulation and were just waiting to get fondled by him.
And without pausing, Darcel began sensually caressing her breast, feeling a whole new different sensation. Compared to layers of clothes on top, the bare naked feeling of her breast was perfect!
"AHH~! Ohh~! Your hand is like pleasure itself~!!"
This time Aniela had to break their intense kiss to fully intake these incredible waves of pleasure. The feeling of Darcel's Darkness hand was taking her to new heights she never thought could happen before.
"Let me see how these perfect treats taste too…" Darcel hotly said to her, causing immediate eager anticipation to build up inside Aniela.
Her loins were getting wetter by the second, and now a far greater lustful heat generated there.
Not one to let down expectations, Darcel leaned down towards Aniela's chest. Admittedly, the thought of sucking on these cute breasts was leaving his mouth a bit dry.
To fulfill this dryness, Darcel coated the tip of his tongue in a small portion of Darkness Qi and sucked Aniela's succulent sweet pink nipple.
"AH-OHH~!!"
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A shriek of pleasure far higher than Aniela mustered before bounced off the walls of their room!
Darcel's mouth was godly!
It nearly sent her over the edge as she pushed down hard on Darcel's already erected pole.
Similarly, Darcel leaked a grunt of pleasure once tasting this savory breast. Greedily, he began licking up her breast as if it was god cuisine. While doing so, Darcel ignited his other hand in Darkness Qi.
He was nearly at his own climax, but before that, Darcel wanted to send Aniela high into the sky. Swiftly he moved his hand down to Aniela's moist crotch feeling the desire to take things further.
Though not too far since he wanted to wait until Aniela's fully ready for that. With simple movements, Darcel began massaging Aniela's moisten loins on top of her pants, enjoying the wet sensation.
"Oh-oh~?! R-ri-AH~!!"
Aniela couldn't even form a sentence as her senses were heavily assaulted with all sorts of newfound pleasure.
In both her and Darcel, they also felt their bloodline stimulate, gushing out waves of pleasure and plower.
Fondling her wet secret garden, Darcel took his mouth from her breast and looked Aniela in the eyes. Her moans were growing louder, and Darcel felt something slowly forming.
Aniela's eyes had then latched onto Darcel's eyes, causing the two to fall into a strange yet magical trance. Their black eyes bored deep inside each other as if wanting to see the other souls.
Furthermore, in Darcel's eyes, an enchanting black glow exuded from him, pulling Aniela's mind more into his magnetic charm.
In their previous session, both would always satisfy each other. And most of the time, Darcel would easily come out on top. The few rare times he didn't would be if he wanted to let Aniela feel a change of pace.
But now, their rising climax felt far, far different than before.
They felt like a strong link was forming a bridge between their two souls. Aniela was trying to look in the deepest of Darcel, wanting to connect with this link.
And Darcel already felt like he saw the white light of Aniela's soul. Physically, he used a finger to press down Aniela's pussy while spiritually, he was going into Aniela's soul's deepest region.
Once he felt like he reached far enough, Darcel pressed hard on Aniela's pussy. At the same time, his eyes dazzled a pure flash of Darkness!
"AHHHH~!!!"
Aniela roared out in an absolute climax! Her previous times climaxing all paled in comparison to this very moment.
Moreover, she felt as if Darcel imprinted himself in the deepest region of her mind.
Tiredly, she collapsed onto Darcel's shoulder while lowly muttering out, "Darcy….Darcy….Darcy…."
"Haah….Aniela?" Darcel was also coming down from his own high once Aniela climaxed. He could feel it—something definitely linked between them, which also brought about his own pleasure and satisfaction.
And hearing Aniela mutter his name in a post clarity slur brought Darcel back to reality. Though he called for her name, Darcel got no reaction as he started to hear her cute, peaceful snores on his shoulder.
Leaving her comfortably like this for a moment, Darcel also for sure felt closer to Aniela in an unexplainable way. Plus, his Darkness now felt more refined and calmer to control.
The pleasure of Darkness….indeed, it's far more mysterious and magical than Darcel could ever think of. But leaving that for later, Darce returned his attention to his cute sleeping girl lying on his shoulder.
Looking down the bed and their sweaty bodies, Darcel knew it was time to clean this all up. Compared to their last session, this time was obviously far messier.
Thankfully he could rely on the other properties of Qi to make everything go smooth and easy.
….
Blinking his eyes open, Darcel realized he was in a predictable place.
Pure Darkness Qi surrounded his vision as he unamusedly floated in this space. But before he could make any sorts of comments, the Darkness began shifting.
White sparks of lights began spewing from below the Darkness, adding a vibrant aura to the dreary space. And before Darcel's very eyes, an entirely white figure slowly rose from the ground.
This figure….Darcel's eyes widen once recognizing the body outline. It couldn't be, but this was….
"Aniela?"
Darcel called out to the figure so eerily similar to Aniela's specific body type. Somehow, Darcel managed to make out this figure's eyes was closed, yet it stood facing him with seemingly a smile.
"Truthfully, I expected her to come sooner….but waiting this long also came with its own benefits." Darcel had relaxed upon hearing a familiar ancient power voice blare in the space.
"You….I'm nearly positive you're the one from my recurring dreams. I can tell this won't last long, so what information do you have for me?" Darcel smoothly asked, no longer in awe or stunned position, hearing this voice clearly.
"Growing quite nicely as well. Remember this, Darcel, she is one of your special Yin links. Yin Pleasure is forgotten but lives within us. And we….we will spread the true side of Yin Pleasurable Cultivation to all Links!"
The voice gathered this awe-inspiring momentum that heavily impacted Darcel's mind. A smile slowly cracked on his face as he told the voice,
"To uncover this side of cultivation….I won't hesitate for a second!"
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