Cynthia had repeatedly claimed that only a man who could defeat her was worthy of being on top. Yet, a second later, she was flipped over by a boy and pinned into his embrace. He silenced her with a kiss while filling her flower bud, stirring both ends simultaneously as he began another round of humiliation.
No matter how she struggled, Cynthia couldn't shake him off. She could only watch helplessly as her core was filled with sticky fluid again. Shame and pleasure warring within her, she wrapped herself around him, closed her eyes, and began to cooperate and enjoy.
Just like that, Cynthia spent the entire morning indulging in wild intercourse with a boy who wasn't qualified to be her man. Her body was left trembling and numb, drained of strength.
Afterward, the boy carried her to the living room, rolling on the sofa, grinding on the floor, taking her from behind in the kitchen and on the balcony, and finally settling into the bathtub for a mandarin duck bath.
By then, Cynthia was completely limp in his arms, drooling slightly, panting heavily from sheer satisfaction. Her eyes were practically heart-shaped.
At this point, she stopped talking about qualifications. Having been pounded into such bliss, she was addicted. How could she say no?
She let the boy play with her body under the guise of washing her. After he had his fill and injected one last load of lethal "cream puffs" into her belly, they reluctantly prepared to separate.
Caitlin had called to say Platinum (Dawn) was about to arrive. Li Yuan had to hurry and wash his wife, while his "tool cat" Huanhuan cleaned the living room. They couldn't receive guests in a room splattered with white fluids.
Li Yuan reluctantly stopped his assault on his White Moonlight. If no one had interrupted, he would have fought Cynthia for three days and three nights straight to make her thoroughly addicted.
As for her requirement to defeat her before proposing? Li Yuan didn't care.
First, with his "hacks," surpassing Cynthia was inevitable given enough time.
Second, she said he had to defeat her to propose, not to sleep with her.
I can just sleep with you every day without a marriage license, right?
Wait until your belly swells up; we'll see who wants to get married then~.
Li Yuan wasn't in a rush. He knew Cynthia no longer resisted his touch. Sleeping with her whenever he wanted was now a reality.
After sleeping with the great Champion, the System generously rewarded him with an Epic item:
[Eternal Flower!]
It was a black and red flower containing the power of eternity. In Pokémon lore, an Eternal Flower Floette wielded its terrifying power, gaining the move Light of Ruin and living for over 3,000 years without aging.
With this flower, could Li Yuan become eternal?
Unfortunately, no.
Not everyone could activate the Eternal Flower. It was a miracle born from the influence of Xerneas, the God of Life. Only Fairy energy could make it bloom.
Currently, Li Yuan's best Fairy-type user was his Psychic/Fairy Gardevoir. He planned to let her use it.
"Wifey~, if we don't get out, Platinum will be here~," Li Yuan glanced at the beauty in his arms after checking the reward.
He had suggested separating ten minutes ago. Cynthia had agreed. But ten minutes later, she hadn't moved.
Her arms and legs were still clamped around his waist, her soft breasts pressed against his chest, greedy for his touch.
"I know. I'm just resting," Cynthia blushed. She realized she had developed a sexual dependency on the boy's body. The feeling was addictive.
Thankfully, it wasn't severe yet—just a strong reluctance to let go...
But if she didn't leave now, it would look like she wanted more. She couldn't lose face. Gritting her teeth, she loosened her vice-like grip on his waist and tried to lift her hips, attempting to expel the hateful rod from her body.
But... this was a bathtub. Just as she lifted herself, her foot slipped. She slammed back down, the rod driving back into her deepest point. The impact numbed her flower core, sending electric shocks through her body. She clamped down on him instinctively.
"Ah~!" Cynthia cried out.
"Uh... looks like they aren't here yet. Should we go for another round?" Li Yuan asked cheerfully, seeing the beauty unable to leave him.
"Get out! My foot just slipped!" Cynthia's face turned red with rage.
"Alright, alright, you slipped. So, one more round?" Li Yuan caressed her body, soothing her.
"Can you be serious for once? Is there anything in your brain besides sex?" Cynthia was furious. Explaining only made it worse.
"Sister understands me best~. Shall I come to your room tonight?"
"No! Stay away from me!"
"Great. I'll be there on time~."
"I said NO!" Cynthia swore.
"It's a deal!" Li Yuan ignored her.
Cynthia's chest heaved with anger. She took deep breaths to calm down. He was going to kill her with frustration.
Fine. Let him talk. If he dared to come, she'd let Garchomp handle him.
I refuse to believe he dares to come when Garchomp is watching. Even if I spread my legs, would you dare enter?
Cynthia thought viciously, though for some reason, she imagined herself spreading her legs...
Maybe his rod was just too comfortable. She held onto a sliver of hope: What if he really dares?
She was really... very comfortable.
Cynthia shamefully clamped him for a long time. Seeing her lack of movement, the arrogant boy lifted her chin and kissed her again.
This bold act naturally made Cynthia angrily... open her mouth out of habit. She stuck out her tongue, engaging in another enthusiastic tangle.
The sound of wet slapping echoed in the water as they began a new game...
Warm water flowed between their pressed bodies. Li Yuan pinned Cynthia against the edge of the tub, his hands kneading her heaving breasts. Her nipples, red as blood, bobbed in the water. He lowered his head to suckle one, his tongue swirling and teasing, sending electric shocks straight to her womb.
"Mmph... gently... bad brother..." Cynthia arched her neck, her hands weakly grasping his wet hair. Her long legs were spread wide, hooking around his waist. The giant that had been honed to iron hardness was buried deep in her wet passage, every thrust creating a splash and a lewd squelching sound.
Li Yuan sped up mischievously, his hips working like a piston. Every impact hit her cervix, stretching and smoothing the folds inside. Cynthia was delirious from the storm-like assault, tears leaking from her eyes, her moans broken: "Ah ha—! Too deep... you're going to punch through... oh..."
With a final few dozen merciless thrusts, both roared in unison. Scalding seed erupted like a broken dam, flooding Cynthia's spasming womb. A large amount of white fluid mixed with bathwater spilled out, creating lewd ripples on the surface.