Love System: Changing Destinies

"What do you mean by... those?"

"You can choose between the two, host."

I'm barely able to think this through as I keep my gaze on the Prince, which was now hovering on top of me.

Am I ready for this?

I...

"My dear..."

I can sense his need, bulging from behind his robe, as he pressed his body on top of mine. He dropped a peck on my nose, making me blink, nervously.

"This Prince will serve his Consort well tonight. Will my dear agree to it?"

I... I don't know.

All of a sudden, he captured my lips again, nibbling on my lower lip, tugging it open, before delving further.

"Mhhhhnn..."

Getting light headed, I didn't realize my robe has been open, by him. I turn my head to the side, in need of oxygen, leaving him to openly devour my neck.

"Ahhhhnn... Prin-ce"

"Call me Xue Er, my dear."

Shivers start to form on my spine, as he growl next to my ears, biting my lobe, before kissing and s.u.c.k.i.n.g on my neck, again. I can't believe with what I'm hearing, as I heard myself m.o.a.ning a mess, as his callous fingers play on my n.i.p.p.l.es.

I... stop. This is too fast!

I mentally berated myself, but my body betrays me. It's like I'm trap within my conscious, begging for him to stop, but my body, knowing what it wants, openly left me immobile, and responding to those sudden p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

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The Prince uses his chi to blow up a few candles, creating a romantic atmosphere within the chamber. The few candles that still left, glowing softly, illuminating the ger's pale skin as the Prince slowly take away layers and layers of his Consort's robe.

"Ahhhhnn..."

The ger let out his sinful m.o.a.ns, as his husband starts to go down, trailing his kisses to his n.i.p.p.l.es. With one hand keep tweaking on one nub, the hot mouth of the Prince suck on the other, making the Consort arch his body in d.e.s.i.r.e.

"My dear, you are so beautiful."

The Prince lift up his head from the swollen pink nub that is by now hard as a pebble. The Consort can only blush, embarrassed with such notion, with his head turn to the left, hiding his gaze from the Prince l.u.s.ted one.

The Prince starts to give his attention toward the other nub, s.u.c.k.i.n.g and biting it, making the Consort whimper in pain as he would sometimes bite a bit harsh and then m.o.a.ns wantonly, as he lick it back. The Prince's hand trail downward, pulling the string of his bride's pants, and push the cloth down, making his bride fully n.a.k.e.d, albeit the single inner layer of his robe.

"Ahhhhnn... no... mmnf"

The Prince slowly trails the inner t.h.i.g.h of his bride, before brushing his fingers along the latter's length. The Consort struggle to keep his leg close, but his husband powerful t.h.i.g.hs block his attempt to do so. Both of the Consort's hands are now on top of his head, being held by the Prince, as he returns to devour his bride sweet lips.

His hand are now pumping his bride's length, slowly at first, before hastening the pace, bringing his bride to the cloud nine.

"Ahhhhnn... mmhf... Prin-ce..."

"Call out my name, my dear."

"Please... Ahhhhnn... no... Ahhhhnn... Ahhhhh!"

The Prince keep milking his bride's c.u.m, sending him to the cloud nine. Still in his euphoric bliss, the ger was not aware that a single, c.u.m coated finger has trail its way beyond his perineum, trimming on his outer hole.

"Emmhf..."

With a single push, the lone finger slide in, making the pale Consort tremble and whimper, in pain. That lone finger slide in and out ever so slowly, making sure the sweet hole is ready to accommodate the rest.

"Ahhhhnn..."

As soon as the Consort start to m.o.a.n, again, the Prince slide in another finger, and another, gaining it pace, making the Consort m.o.a.ns in short breath. The Prince observed his bride reaction, seemingly eager to please him.

"Ah! What... Ahhhhnn..."

The Prince hastens his pace as fingers manage to hit a certain sweet spot inside his bride's hole. The Consort squirm beneath him, his hand is now clutching on the Prince's shoulder, grasping hard on his robe, trying to contain the overwhelming stimulation that he was experiencing for the first time.

"Xue- Xue Er.... Ahhhhnn... please... I can't... Ahhhhnn..."

Being a ger, meaning, being a man that is able to conceive, the Consort's hole is able to produce it's own wetness. By now, his hole is drench, with both his c.u.m and his own liquid, making a plopping sound as the Prince's fingers thrust faster and deeper. The chamber was filled with the pale ger m.o.a.ns, almost like screaming, while the Prince is dedicated to whisper words of flatter towards him.

"Ahhhhnn... Ahhhhh!"

The ger came for the second time that night. Lying listless, he let out a small whimper as the Prince pull out his fingers, but that, doesn't last long.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

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It's hurt!

His is so big. I can feel it fills my hole, tearing it up. His three fingers are not enough to get me ready.

I can't even string a proper word as my mouth keeps letting out those shameless m.o.a.ns. My eyes are barely open, as he rams his meat into me, roughly mind you. But... despite the initial pain, I'm craving for more.

I watch as he towers above me, pistoning in and out, while his hands hastily tear his own robe, revealing a perfectly sculpted body. Damn, I'm drooling at this.

Unconsciously, my hand starts to touch his abs, as he trail mine. While I'm admiring his six packs, he put his hand on top of my stomach, tracing the slight bump on it, belonging to his length.

"My dear, love what you are seeing?"

Without noticing, I give a small nod. My m.o.a.ns never cease, making the nod, the only way to respond.

A slight smile ghost on his lips. He push both of my legs up, and crash himself on me, ravishing my lips yet again, swallowing both my m.o.a.ns and whimper, while thrusting harder.

I claw his back every time his length meets my bundle of nerve, trying to ease the sensation. I may have left him with a scratch or two.

"Ahhhhnn... Ahhhhnn... hmmf... Xue... Ahhhhnn"

"My dear..." He growl low in my ear, as I tried to plead him to go slow. Soon after, he grunts a scream, as I feel warm liquid starts to evade my stomach.

He slowly let go of my leg, still locking his length inside me, as he collapsed on top of me, embracing me. In daze, I return his gesture, unknowingly sob on his neck.

"Shh... don't cry, my dear. You have done well. Don't cry."

I don't know why, but I start to cry harder upon hearing this. For the first time in my life I feel so love, even if I know the Prince doesn't love me, yet.

[Side mission, task three: Completed.

Total points gained: 110 points.

Total points needed to unlock new world: 1000 points.

Points collection: 145/1000 points.]

"Congratulations, host. You..."

"Zero Three." I cut my system compulsory speech.

"Yes, host."

"Just let me sleep."

As I said that, I'm slowly drifted into a deep slumber, listening to his comforting words.