Vasari opened the door to his hotel room and walked inside before closing it behind him.
He noticed Hiromi cultivating on the bed and unhesitatingly walked towards her.
Hearing his steps, Hiromi ended her cultivation session and looked at Vasari with gentle eyes.
"Did an elder already take Chelsea?" She asked, and Vasari replied with a low hum and a nod.
"Are you ok? What's on your mind?" Hiromi noticed that Vasari seemed quieter than usual.
"I was just thinking, what if you had been caught in the earlier explosion by accident, and I couldn't do anything to save you? It's making me anxious to become stronger faster, but I know that cultivation can't be rushed."
Vasari laid out his thoughts while crashing onto the bed next to Hiromi. She let out a wry giggle and snuggled next to him.
"Vasari, you don't have to worry so much about me and the others because we would do anything to always be by your side. And I believe fate brought us together, so why would it tear us apart? My faith in our fate was strengthened when I saw you return after the Wyrm attacked you.
I was left heartbroken at the thought of you dying, and at that moment I realised how much I love you."
After her little speech, Hiromi affectionately kissed Vasari on his lips and he reciprocated in kind.
It started as cute pecks, but soon tongues got involved, and the couple started passionately making out on the bed.
Vasari pulled Hiromi closer so she could feel his hard-on through the martial robe.
"Vasari, you're so horny, already this hard." Hiromi teased after breaking the kiss. Vasari smiled before taking her lips again and squeezing her thick ass.
He wasn't going to tell her that he was hard because of another woman. He was sure if he did so, then he would be getting blue-balled tonight.
Vasari pulled down her pants and panties below her knees before sticking a finger in her wet little sister. He moved it back and forth while also curling his finger slightly, making it scrape against the ceiling of her pussy, constantly hitting that perfect spot.
"Mhmm…mhmm…mhmm~"
Hiromi moaned into his mouth, and when she felt another finger enter, she was forced to break the kiss and moan into the pillow in pleasure.
Vasari started kissing and licking her neck then moved up to nibble her ear. His free hand groped her B-Cup-sized breasts under her shirt while sultry sloshing sounds echoed throughout the room.
"Ah ah ah ah~ Vasari, I'm cuming!"
Vasari cheekily smiled and increased his finger movement speed. Hiromi started squirming around, but Vasari held her in place and whispered immoral words into her ears.
"Ahhhhhahahahaaa!"
Hiromi's back arched as she was brought to orgasm. Vasari pulled his fingers out and a stream of her discharge came gushing out. The bed covers, Vasari and even the ceiling weren't spared from her onslaught. When she calmed down, Vasari brought his fingers, still wet from her juices to her mouth and rubbed them against her lips, making them glossy.
"Such a naughty girl. Open your mouth and clean what you dirtied." Vasari ordered and Hiromi obeyed. She parted her lips, and when she felt Vasari's fingers in her mouth, she started sucking on it and used her tongue to clean her juices off it.
When it was clean, Vasari pulled his fingers out and quickly replaced them with his tongue. The remaining lower half of Vasari's martial robe disappeared, freeing his little brother.
He used his right to guide his large member to Hiromi's small opening and pushed his hips up.
Hiromi's grip around Vasari tightened as the feeling of him completely filling her pussy with his large rod that she loved overwhelmed her. Her cervix and Vasari's urethral meatus kissed before he left and came back again and again and again.
Vasari had one arm wrapped around her abdomen to hold her in place while his other arm lifted her leg to allow him an easier time to bang her.
He started slowly, but when Hiromi got used to that pace, he started increasing his thrusting speed while also alternating between long strokes and short bursts.
Hiromi's moans sent Vasari crazy, stimulating his masculine instincts to dominate her and spread his seeds.
Hiromi was left in ecstasy while feeling the neediness of his kisses and the lust-filled thrusts he fucked her with.
"Vasari, you fuck me so good~ ahh yes just like that~ohh you're gonna make me cum again~Fuck my little pussy, it's completely yours~"
She moaned the words out, fuelling his already high ego. She then licked and nibbled his ears because she knew he enjoyed it.
Soon she was left squirming again as she experienced another orgasm. Her walls contracted around his penis, and it caused Vasari to release his seeds into her.
After resting for a few minutes to let the orgasmic high wear off, Vasari wrapped both arms around Hiromi and turned over onto his back with them still connected at the hips. Now Hiromi was resting on his chest.
Vasari grabbed her ass cheeks, and while strongly kneading them, he started thrusting his hips up, marking the beginning of round two.
Hiromi lay limp on top of him while taking everything he gave to her. Semen and her discharge slid down Vasari's balls every time he thrust out causing a thick white creamy substance to form around their genitals.
*pah!* *pah!* *pah!* *pah!* *pah!*
"Mhm~Ahh ahh ahh ooh~"
The sound of Hiromi's fat ass slapping against Vasari's pelvis, combined with her seductive moans, filled the hotel room.
Vasari didn't hold himself back and came inside her again before flipping over, entering a missionary position and started fucking her again before releasing his third and final load inside her soaked pussy.
Hiromi was thoroughly exhausted, but she was still of sane mind to perform the yang refinement technique from The Dance of Dragons technique.
When she was done, she rested her head on Vasari's bandaged chest and hugged his body like a koala. Semen was still dripping out of her gaping pussy, but it was void of any yang energies.
"I love you, Vasari." She whispered to him before closing her eyes.
"I love you too, Hiromi." He answered back, causing a pure smile to adorn her face as she fell asleep.
When she was fast asleep, Vasari unsealed his eyes. He looked down at Hiromi and smiled when he saw her delicate face with a smile that oozed affection. He kissed the top of her head before entering his sub-space to spend time with his children.
He was surprised to see the three boys playfully chasing the mouse inside the growing forest. The mouse was just a normal animal when he brought it into the sub-space, but he could feel it was nearing a breakthrough to become an Infant-stage beast.
He looked around and found little Kartara climbing one of the many growing trees. She soon reached a branch and sat on it. Vasari noticed that she seemed to be waiting for something, and a proud smile formed on his face when he realised why. Her three older brothers were guiding the white mouse with excellent teamwork and intelligence straight into Kartara's path.
Her pink irises glinted with a calculating light and when she saw the mouse about to run under the tree, she timely jumped off the branch and was about to perfectly land on it when the mouse suddenly saw her from the corner of its red eyes and quickly drifted out the way.
Landing hard on the grass, Kartara looked as if she was sulking about not catching the mouse. Vasari heartily chuckled and walked towards her.
Kartara noticed her father's scent and turned around with bright eyes, far different from her previous sad eyes. Kartara ran to Vasari and quickly climbed up his body. Her small claws pierced his clothes and skin, but he felt no pain since this wasn't his 'real' body. In this sub-space, only his consciousness was here, and he could effortlessly change his attire to whatever he liked. Vasari always wore a white T-shirt and black tracksuit pants in the sub-space. He didn't know exactly how it all worked yet, but he was determined to find out.
Kartara eventually reached his shoulder and she didn't stop there, climbing to the top of his head and then comfortably resting there.
"You're a climber, huh?" Vasari chuckled again and scratched the top of her head.
He then noticed the 3 brothers, Atlas, Vero and Daedrym, sprinting to him with excitement.
In just more or less 2 weeks, the boys had grown from around 20cm in length to 35cm. Kartara was still a bit smaller than her brothers, she was now 27cm in length, and her body was slimmer compared to her brothers.
The trio arrived at his feet, they looked up at him, and when they saw that he had no intention of picking them up, they started whining and scratching his feet.
"So only your sister can climb, or are you boys too fat to lift yourselves?"
Of course, he didn't get an answer from them except for their continued scratching, so he picked them up and put them on his shoulders.
Only then did they calm down and make themselves comfortable. Vasari spent the next half an hour visually going through his techniques and when the cubs fell asleep, he gently put them down before going to the opposite side of the forest, not wanting to wake them.
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Body Art: Gentle Giant."
Vasari spread his legs, bent his knees, straitened his hips and shoulders, clenched his hands into fists and positioned his hands by his side. He formed a basic horse stance before stretching his right leg out and slowly rotating his hips 45 degrees. His left hand slowly punched out in the shape of a claw then remained in that position while raising his right hand in the air, forming a tiger stance.
"It's an old saying, but it rings true. You need to be brave, you need to be fearless. The only way to beat hardness is with softness."
Vasari repeated the same three sentences over and over again while alternating between the two stances.
'The phrase- what happens when an immovable object meets an unstoppable force- comes to mind when I think of this stance, but what would happen if an unstoppable force meets an untouchable object?'
It was a question Vasari couldn't answer right now, but his thoughts were on the right track and he felt closer to fully understanding the first stance.
He practised and practised and practised until finally…
It just clicked.
Although not one hundred percent perfect, he was happy with his efforts and the only way to improve his understanding of the stance was to use it in an actual fight.
"Now, onto the next stance, 'Aggressive bull'."