I put those thoughts to the back of my mind for a second as I replaced the records. With my curiosity sated I headed toward the office room I worked in.
I opened the door for both desks stationed here to be empty, I was a bit puzzled where Ying'er went, but I didn't think too deeply about it. She will be back soon and by then I should have a few answers as to how exactly Li Daji Betrayed me in the first place.
Her desk was quite clean and pristine, only a short stack of papers sat there indicating the light workload she had. I on the other hand had a couple tall towers piled up, just waiting to fall over.
'Why did they stack them so high? Couldn't they just split it off into a few shorter stacks?'
I inwardly grumbled a meaningless complaint grabbing the first paper to read as I walked around to sit in my chair.
Rolling office chairs weren't invented yet and I wasn't going to innovate them so I simply had a static wooden chair, though it was quite a nice one at that. There were cushions which both adorned it and added additional comfort.
The report I currently had in my hand was one about the upcoming meeting of the Righteous sects that would take place.
It was an invitation to join them, but it wasn't like I'd never received them before. In fact the first few times I did join them and every once in a while I still would, but lately their talks have been leaning more and more upon the Demonic sects.
They were getting more and more fired up to fight them, but the correlation of their aggressiveness and the fact that a secret realm would soon open wasn't something I was simply going to ignore.
Likely there was an underlying agreement between those sects that they would all team up or at the very least have a non-aggression pact when the realm opened. It's impossible for there to be such peace in such a world, so of course they need a common enemy to fight against.
That of course would be the Demonic sects in general as is the age old tradition of evil versus good.
The Demonic sects aren't all evil though. It's simply unorthodox methods in general, though they aren't called Demonic sects without reason as the most notorious ones are the most sinister ones. Such as beast transformation sects as an unorthodox sect or soul capturing sects as simply sinister.
Over the years numerous unorthodox methods were simply all tossed into the category of the Demonic sects as well since they had elements which might not have sat well with the Righteous sects. Though some embraced being called the Demonic sect others didn't, but they were now stuck with it nonetheless.
In fact the rules set were more simply based on what the heads of the Righteous sects say, they set the standard of good and bad natured sects.
Neutral sects consisted mostly of orthodox sects who just didn't want to join the Righteous sects, like I was, or they were unorthodox sects the Righteous heads deemed morally passable like Beast taming sects.
The Righteous sects were quite hypocritical in ways such as when demonic cultivators teamed up upon righteous ones they were evil scum, but if it was the other way around then it would be a heroic act of cooperation to crush the demons.
But I suppose they do try to keep order around the world, most of the time, and occasionally help others around when they need it.
One of the few cultivation methods which could be considered neutral was Dual Cultivation. Those who leaned toward the demonic side would use others simply as cauldrons of Yin or Yang Qi to selfishly acquire all gains for themselves. Those more righteous would both give and take to supplement, rejuvenate, and invigorate each other.
I read till the end of the report to which I saw what they were trying to give me to come and join them, but of course I wouldn't. I was neutral when I started and I'll be neutral now, their little bribe wouldn't work.
Just as I put down the paper I almost jumped out of my chair as the sensation of a pair of hands appeared on my knees.
Before I could look under the desk the culprit appeared from between my legs. Her vivid cerulean eyes twinkled and strands of her white hair cascaded outward from underneath the desk.
"Ah! Ying'er you scared me! What were you doing, hiding under my desk?"
"Fufu~ I just wanted to surprise my husband, that's all! Since it's been so long since you've been back I thought I would make it a little interesting!"
Ying'er had a sly smile as she looked up at me. Relaxing from that little scare of hers I rested my hands on my lap, but after a couple seconds her expression froze.
An arm appeared from underneath snatching my left wrist and pulled it down toward her nose.
A frown appeared which was clearly a bad sign, but what was I to do now? She held that expression for a couple of seconds before the corner of her frown twisted up for a second.
"Dear Husband?"
"Y-yes?"
"It seems you've had close contact with yet another woman. You even let her hug your arm so closely didn't you?"
"I, um… yes…"
"Don't you worry my Dear Husband, I know just the method to make you forget all about this woman!~"
I was a little terrified at what she would do to be honest, but I tried to be as calm as possible.
But before I could even ask what it could be she leaned closer to me and pulled down my pants. It wasn't all the way, but just enough to completely expose my sleeping dragon. It sprung out a little and softly smacked the left side of her face while covering her eye too.
Completely surprised by this outcome I couldn't even react properly to it, merely staring at her with widened eyes. Right under my sleeping dragon Ying'er grinned as she watched my reaction.
"Now… it's time I make you forget all about that woman you just met! Instead, you need to just focus on me, my Dear Husband!~
I'm your wife, isn't that right? So my Dear Husband, it's time to reaffirm it a little. Give me your love, share some of it with me! Fufu~"
Her eyes, which she narrowed, combined with the smile she gave quite the seductive air to them. Her hands slowly slithered their way up my legs and towards either side of my dragon's base.
Soon the touch of her cold fingers wrapping around the side of the dragon's base combined with the warm sensation of her cheek on the bottom of the sleeping dragon stirred the beast.
Slowly it started to harden up and even elongate some more. In response her grin only twisted further upward at my reaction.
She rubbed her cheek up and down the bottom of my awakening dragon's body as further stimulation. Her fingers in the meanwhile were in a synchronized circular motion at the base.
She stared at me right in the eyes as her grin seemed like it further widened.
"My Dear Husband, why don't you go ahead and do some work? Don't worry about me, if you keep staring then at this rate you'll never finish those reports today."
'Didn't you just tell me to focus on you though? Shit if you keep progressively getting more stimulating I don't know if work would even have any part of my concentration!'
I looked at her once more before inevitably taking more papers from the closest stack.
Initially the thoughts of Ying'er being under my table completely preoccupied my mind, but after a bit I finally relaxed some and started reading the pages of reports. It was simply a brief review over our sect's finances and spending for the month.
While I was reading I would occasionally feel Ying'er movements below. After a few minutes I put down the page. Perhaps Ying'er felt I was starting to relax too much or got used to it, but she started to change up her technique a bit.
I looked under to get a better look at the new stimulation even though I could feel it.
Those cool hands of hers had cupped the shaft at it's base with her fingers intertwined overtop as she moved them back and forth just a little further than the circular motion before. And instead of rubbing her cheek up and down the bottom she now began to lightly kiss the rising dragon all over.
Her supple lips softly pressed against the body of my dragon causing said body to twitch every once in a while.
"Fufu~ You're getting energetic now aren't you, my Dear Husband?"
*Muah!* *Muah!* *Muah!*
The soft sounds of her kisses filled the relatively quiet room with a new, lewder sense of life.
I took the next report to see a few trade offer requests from the Righteous sects. I immediately started marking off the trades that wouldn't bring us any benefit with the nearby brush and ink, but as I did so the thoughts about Ying'er under the table came up more.
As for those I didn't mark out, I began to write that they were either acceptable, to negotiate for a lower price, or simply to add a few extra items for certain trades. As I began writing about the 4th trade the intensity of Ying'er's actions increased which caused me to almost screw up my calligraphy.
I looked down to see a sly smile with a hint of cheekiness within as she continued to lightly kiss the awakened dragon.
*Muah!*
I picked up the next paper to read through and coincidentally this just so happened to be a trade offer by a Demonic sect. I marked a few when I felt the intensity below change once again pausing my movements.
From then on randomly every once in a while she would change the intensity and speed of her actions. Perhaps one minute it would be a slow and gentle caress and another time it would be a rapid motion.
*Muah!*
It was difficult to focus on the work at times in front of me while she worked down below. As soon as she started to change speeds and intensities everything went downhill, especially since I wouldn't know when she would change her speed, keeping me on edge the whole time.
Feeling like an eternity she changed her techniques once more.
Her hands grasped the dragon from the base one after another and started twisting like she was using a pepper mill. Instead of her soft lips she used her delicate tongue as a new sensation was appearing now.
A moist and warm feeling slid across my dragon's body. The movements were random, from one side to another and from back to front ending at the tip.
The documents and reports were the least of my worries right now, instead it was the woman below who I was currently making eye contact with.
She stared before she stopped her stimulating movements and grinned. She took her hands off the base as she began to lick, moisten, and warm her way down to the base on one side. One of her hands caressed the head of my dragon and the other disappeared. Once she was done with one side she switched her hands and lubricated the other side.
When she finished she cupped her hands together before spitting in it, all the while still keeping a smile. Those hands soon were placed back where they were taken.
She tilted her head as she bent forward a bit, her tongue came out as that familiar warm and moist sensation appeared halfway down the bottom of my dragon's body. Slowly her tongue ran its course towards the front leaving a trail of saliva in its wake. When it reached the head she gave it a light kiss before slowly engulfing it in a warm place where her tongue resided.