"Ahhh.... Umh..." He rubbed his cock along her inner thighs, the shaft gliding back and forth in slow, deliberate strokes—thick girth parting the soft, plush flesh, balls swinging low to tap against her clit with each pass, the heavy sac slapping lightly—tap... tap...—sending jolts through her core, her slickness dripping onto him, bathing his length in her warm nectar.

"Nnhh... Emperor... this feeling... ahahn..." she gasped, tears spilling as her pussy clenched on nothing, wetness increasing, coating his cock in glossy sheen, the silver fuzz of hair brushing the underside with tickling friction, her confusion deepening but the trance holding—all sorrow forgotten, mind lost in the sensual fog.

Tianlong continued the teasing rub, his dick parting her swollen folds again and again without entering—sliding through the drenched valley, the head bumping her clit repeatedly, balls hitting with wet smacks—tap-tap-tap—drenching himself in her juices, the erotic glide making obscene sounds, her arousal turning the friction silky and hot.

"Hnmm... please... it's... confusing... ahahn..." she moaned, eyes shutting tight, teary lashes fluttering, her body trembling as pleasure overrode everything—the pain of seals, the grief of loss, all halted in a blissful void, her hips bucking instinctively against the rubbing shaft.

He grabbed one of her exposed boobs then, fingers digging into the heavy, divine mound—plush and overflowing, skin like ethereal silk yielding under his grip—pinching the nipple so tightly it twisted, sending a sharp sting through her.

"ANNNGHHHH~! Emperor... it hurts... but... hnmm..." she cried out, wincing in pain, her voice breaking into confused moans, body arching as the mix of ache and ecstasy made her squirt a fresh gush, soaking his rubbing cock further.

Tianlong didn't stop, leaning down to take a mouthful of her other breast—sucking hard, teeth grazing the soft flesh around the nipple, the plump orb filling his mouth like forbidden fruit, warm and yielding as he bit down firmly, leaving red teeth marks that bloomed on her glowing skin.

She winced sharply, "Ahhn... Emperor... stop... it's too... nnhh..." her free hand clutching his hair, pain lancing through her but blending into the trance, tears streaming as confusion reigned—what was this overwhelming sensation erasing her sorrow?

He placed one finger in her mouth then, sliding it between her plush lips, feeling her tongue instinctively swirl around it—soft and wet, like silk over warmth—as he murmured, "You are really hot, you know," before biting her nipple tight enough to leave a deep mark, the sharp tug making her body jolt.

"IEKKKK~! Emperor... ahahn... why..." she whimpered around his finger, eyes teary and lost, pain sparking but fading into the haze, her mind fully entranced, forgetting the dying grief as pleasure consumed her.

Tianlong pulled back, releasing her breast with a wet pop, his hands grabbing hers like handles—fingers entangling firmly, pinning them beside her hips as he sat up, angling his glistening cock near her dripping pussy, the head hovering just at the entrance, teasing without mercy.

He rubbed the tip along her folds, parting the plush lips again and again—schlop... schlop...—drenching himself in her wetness, the silver hair matted and brushing his shaft, her entrance clenching greedily, juices coating him thickly as he circled her clit, building the erotic torment.

"Ahahn... Emperor... stop teasing... hnmm... it's embarrassing..." she moaned, eyes averting, teary and hedgy, confusion swirling as her body betrayed her—wetness flooding, pussy aching for more, all pain forgotten in the trance, hips twitching toward him despite her words.

He kept rubbing, the head sliding through her slick valley—schlop-schlop-schlop—bathing in her divine nectar, the rhythm matching her breathy pleas, her silver hair dripping sweat near her mound, adding to the glistening mess.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she gasped, voice breaking, eyes shutting as another wave hit, confusion peaking but the trance holding strong, sorrow halted like it never existed.

Tianlong halted suddenly, looking down at her—robe clinging to her curves, one boob exposed and marked, pussy dripping with silver hair framing it, his thick cock resting on her abdomen, reaching up to her belly button, veined and throbbing, the sight so hot it made his breath catch.

He pressed his hair back, exhaling, before leaning down, crimson eyes locking onto her silver ones. "Because I want to fuck you."

She moaned suddenly, eyes shutting, averting her face as a flush spread, "You are so vulgar," her voice soft and breathless, confusion laced with unexpected heat.

He smiled, leaning closer to kiss her cheek gently—lips brushing the soft, glowing skin like a whisper—before murmuring, "It's fine, you will fall in love with this vulgar man."

Ying Jia's silver eyes fluttered open wider at his words, a fresh wave of confusion crashing through her already hazy mind.

The kiss on her cheek lingered like a brand—soft lips pressing against her glowing skin, warm and insistent, sending an unexpected shiver down her spine that made her core clench involuntarily.

"F-Fall in love... with you?" she whispered, her voice breathless and uncertain, the trance of pleasure still holding her grief at bay, but now tangled with something new, something that felt dangerously like curiosity.

Tianlong's smile deepened, crimson eyes gleaming with that mix of warmth and mischief, but he didn't answer with words.

Instead, his hands moved with deliberate intent, both palms sliding up to cup her massive breasts—fingers splaying wide over the heavy, divine mounds that overflowed his grip, plush and yielding like warm, ethereal silk molded by godly hands.

He pressed them together firmly, thumbs finding her nipples at once, pinching the sensitive peaks between them with a twisting pull that sent sharp stings radiating through her chest.

"ANNNGHHHH~! E-Emperor... stop... it hurts!" she cried out, wincing sharply, her delicate hands flying up to grab his wrists—fingers wrapping around them weakly, trying to pull away, but her body betrayed her, arching into the touch despite the pain, her silver skin flushing red where his thumbs dug in, the pale glow turning rosy and heated, blooming like dawn on fresh snow.

He paused for a moment, not releasing her, his gaze dropping to take in the sight—her breasts heaving in his hands, nipples hardened into stiff, reddened buds, the skin around them turning a beautiful crimson under his touch, contrasting against her ethereal pallor.

"Look at you," he murmured, voice low and appreciative, eyes tracing the way her body responded, the red marks like passionate tattoos on divine canvas. "So beautiful... even in pain, you glow."

She gasped, tears welling anew in her silver eyes, confusion swirling as the sting blended into that strange, building heat—her mind still lost in the trance, forgetting the seals, the drainage, the impending death, all halted by this vulgar man's touch.

"W-Why... ahhn... does it feel like this?" Her voice was a mix of pain and wonder, her hands trembling on his wrists, not quite pushing him away.

Tianlong released her breasts slowly, the mounds bouncing back with a soft jiggle, red and marked, before he stood up fully—his powerful frame towering over her on the bed, cock still rigid and glistening from her earlier wetness, veined length throbbing in the air like a promise.

She watched him, eyes wide and teary, confusion deepening as he positioned himself—straddling her torso carefully, mindful of her weakened state, his knees sinking into the mattress on either side of her ribs.

"W-What are you...?" she started, but the words died as he pressed his thick dick between her massive boobs—the hot, veined shaft nestling into the deep valley of her cleavage, the head poking out toward her chin, precum beading at the tip.

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