Naked Sword Art

Chapter 453: Message

"A... favor?"

"Mhm," he said, getting a little closer to her, close enough that she could smell the faint trace of bath oils and smoke on him. At his current Dual Cultivation realm, even his natural scent acted as an aphrodisiac.

"It requires some privacy. Do you mind following me into another room for a moment?"

Mind you, the other room he was referring to was the bathroom he was just bathing in.

The Matriarch wasn’t dumb, she knew exactly what was going on, she just couldn’t believe someone could be so daring with a Matriarch—or rather, a Core Court Elder of the sect.

"I need someone to deliver a message," he said.

"What message?" she asked curiously.

"Before I tell you that..." Xiao Fang said, his voice suddenly deepening into a smooth, hypnotic cadence. "Come, follow me."

His words reverberated through her soul like a soft pulse, tugging at something buried deep within. It was subtle, almost imperceptible—but there. An unnatural urge to obey.

However, Xiao Fang was still in the process of learning that Dual Cultivation technique, and her cultivation was simply way too high, so it didn’t have any noticeable effect. Still, she obeyed because he didn’t tell her anything she didn’t already want to do.

Finally, she turned around and faced him. The sight of his wet chiseled upper body nearly made her break her composure again, but she fought hard to keep her cool, giving it everything she had simply to not look down at his hanging dragon.

Xiao Fang smiled handsomely, then invited her into the bathroom.

She walked in with only a moment of hesitation. Then her heart skipped a beat as he began to close the door. Was she really going to be left alone with this lecherous young disciple?

Anything could happen, she didn’t want to think about it, because she didn’t want her face to blush again.

Meanwhile, Li Lian stirred softly on the bed, but she didn’t wake, and Xiao Fang’s smile lingered as he closed the door.

She turned toward him, her expression regaining a bit more composure. "So, you said you wanted me to deliver a..." Suddenly she felt the wall on her back as Xiao Fang took a step closer to her. "... message..."

She looked up at him, mind empty of thoughts, with hardly any space between them.

Raising a hand, he felt the ends of her hair from between his fingers.

"To the Matriarch," he said, as he slowly closed the door behind her. "Tell her... Long Wang says thank you for bringing you to me."

The Matriarch’s heart started to pound.

Behind her, Li Lian stirred softly on the bed, but didn’t wake.

Xiao Fang’s smile lingered as he closed the door. Finally, the Matriarch’s back pressed against the closed door, her heart beating louder than ever.

"Do you mind?" Xiao Fang asked as if hesitant to touch her. He leaned in to whisper a secret. "My... message... is a bit intimate, but I need to make sure that you know exactly what to tell her."

She was the Matriarch he was referring to. She was beyond shocked by Xiao Fang’s daringness.

"I—I’m sorry, I don’t know what to say."

His face still next to hers, he whispered. "You can say yes."

Xiao Fang’s hand felt the other side of her neck, just gently grazing her skin, sending pleasurable tingles down her body. Naturally, the dual cultivation Qi on his fingertips made her especially sensitive wherever he touched.

She closed her eyes in pleasure, and her brows curled, her pretty face became bright red as if she was already living out her deepest desires.

"Then... yes."

Suddenly Xiao Fang kissed her neck. Sending more pleasurable tingles into her. The feeling pulsed down from her neck, making her feel it all throughout her body.

"Can I touch—"

"Yes," she nearly moaned in her immediate reply.

Suddenly Xiao Fang’s hand slid up her thigh. She bit her lip and tried to hide her face.

"And here."

She nodded before Xiao Fang began to grope her ass. As much as he liked the softness of her butt, she was still clothed. So Xiao Fang turned her around to face the door then pressed her against it.

"I want you to tell her," Xiao Fang said as his hands loosened her robes. "...That I need something."

Reaching into her clothes, feeling her upper abdomen, it made her shutter.

Skin on skin, his touch was light yet domineering. Gentle yet skillful.

He touched her as if he liked what he was feeling, as if feeling a little wouldn’t be enough to satisfy his craving for her. And it was true, her slender body felt especially warm and smooth to him.

"What do you need," she asked. Her face got a little more red by how unintentionally submissive that sounded.

Xiao Fang smirked before pressing his chest to her back, and sliding his hands up to her tits, squeezing them greedily as if his hands belonged to be there. She bit her lip. She liked the way he gripped them, more than she wanted to admit. She wanted him to squeeze them more, and play with her nipples.

"I need..." He said as he carefully slid his other hand down, feeling her smooth pubic region, making her body arch into him as if to hesitantly stop his hands to feel any lower, even if it meant pressing her plump butt against his crotch.

Her breathing became messy.

He caressed her pubic region, sliding his hand up to lower abdomen, then reaching back down even further, getting closer to her sweet spot each time.

"Elder, can I—" he whispered in her ear.

She knew exactly what he was asking.

Her chest heaved, her hands lightly gripped his forearms. She felt as if saying yes to that question would mean that he would touch her sacred fruit, he, a man of her sect, would feel her yearning pussy with his bare hands.

She wanted it. She wanted it more than anything. She wanted it, but didn’t know how to say it.

But then Xiao Fang said, "Say more if you want more."

She bit her lip, her heart pounding as if it were going to jump out of her chest. Then finally, the word escaped her lips.

"...more."