Chapter 23: First Night (9)
The soft body in his arms looked at His Highness the Crown Prince, full of affection.
Desire swelled along with her delicate cries. The Dragon Root was standing impressively tall. Seeing a high-born lady being so actively seductive, the Crown Prince figured that the aphrodisiac must have been too strong.
"Your Highness~"
Sun Jiaojiao cooed again. This time, even her eyes were rippling with spring, full of longing... Her unsatisfied desire was plain to see. Her jade-like arms were hooked tightly around the Crown Prince's neck. Only a thin layer of cloth separated them, but it couldn't block the burning heat or their pounding hearts.
Her panting grew faster and faster.
His Highness the Crown Prince watched as Sun Jiaojiao melted into a puddle. He patted her bottom and said, "Get on top. Move yourself."
Sun Jiaojiao froze at his words. She shyly hugged his neck, not daring to move.
In ancient times, men were superior and women were inferior. Logically speaking, a 'woman-on-top, man-on-bottom' position like this... would it be taboo? Sun Jiaojiao was a little unsure.
Her head was in a rather precarious situation lately. When it came to matters of losing her head, she was very cautious.
She'd heard that in ancient times, there were many ways to die, and all of them were... intense. Things like being torn apart by five horses, or being turned into a "human pillar"...
His Highness the Crown Prince looked at her shy appearance, a faint smile in his eyes. "You don't know how again?"
Sun Jiaojiao played dumb, nodding very shyly, and even managed a perfectly-timed blush.
"It is your first time. It shouldn't be too vigorous. If you want it, sit on top yourself." His Highness the Crown Prince, as if seeing through her thoughts, pinched her nose and said dotingly, "I permit you to be presumptuous this once."
He had been so domineering and rough just a moment ago, thrusting his 'spear' as soon as he arrived, but now he was suddenly so gentle and considerate. Sun Jiaojiao just couldn't get used to it.
She was still slowly leaking juices down below.
Sun Jiaojiao didn't stand on ceremony any longer. She lifted her skirt, guided the straight Dragon Root, aimed for the hole that was still slick with their mixed love fluids, and slowly sat down.
"Hiss..."
Friction brings more pleasure.
"Move..." His Highness the Crown Prince instructed.
From the place where they were joined, the slap-slap and squish-squish sounds continuously merged, rushing into their ears, driving them mad.
"—Ah~"
Sun Jiaojiao couldn't hold back at all, crying out wantonly, releasing all the lust that had been building up for days. She clung to His Highness the Crown Prince, ecstatic, feeling as if she could die in this hibiscus-curtained bed today, and not ask if she'd lose her head tomorrow.
"—Ah~"
One wanton cry rose above the last, passing through the non-soundproof wooden windows and doors to the outside. The guards and maidservants in the garden heard it all clearly, as if they were right there, witnessing an incomparably sensual, joyous act.
No one noticed that Xiao Er's expression was growing darker and darker, his urge to kill growing stronger and stronger.
Mini-Theater 4: Meat-meat Small Theater
His Highness the Crown Prince: You vexing little siren!
Sun Jiaojiao: Your Highness...
His Highness the Crown Prince: Hmm?
Sun Jiaojiao: Your Highness, not only can I vex people, I can also grind your rod. Does Your Highness want to try?
His Highness the Crown Prince: ...Who taught you all these lewd words?
Sun Jiaojiao: The ancients said: "With enough hard work, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle." Am I wrong?
His Highness the Crown Prince: ...
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