Chang'an's Mirror Pavilion (2)
The difference between a man and a woman reveals itself in moments like these.
Even if a man stands before a magnificent view and feels genuine admiration, it lasts only a moment.
One quick sweep of the eyes, a memory planted in the mind, and that’s the end of it. The feeling fades almost immediately.
Women are different. They keep looking, marveling without end.
Perhaps they simply observe the scenery more carefully than men do?
Or maybe this isn’t about the difference between men and women at all, but simply a matter of personality.
In any case, that was how we were.
Yeon-ha looked this way and that, chattering away without pause.
“Hero, look over there. That red flower. I wonder what it’s called? Oh, it’s so beautiful. Could we plant some in Silent Sword Forest too?”
“Hero, over there. That one. The pink flowers! They’re so pretty! The color is exquisite. Could you dye your nails with something like that?”
“Oh my! Hero, look over there! The falling petals are so beautiful, aren’t they!? How can it be so….”
She reminded me of a baby bird. Her liveliness and fresh energy practically radiated from her.
To me, after spending so long in the colorless darkness of the Black Wall Cavern, the sight was deeply moving.
Quiet and stillness had always been my daily life. And that hadn’t been all that different from the twenty-eight years I spent in the modern world.
A lively, heartwarming scene like this felt completely new to me.
I reached out my hand. A single white flower slipped from its branch and floated gently toward me.
“Wow…. Is that… empty-space manipulation?”
“Something like that.”
Controlling sword qi is difficult. Doing it with such precision that you can pluck a flower without damaging a single petal is even harder.
It felt like trying to crack a peanut shell with a chainsaw. That kind of delicate control.
I caught the white flower that had drifted through the air and tucked it gently into Yeon-ha’s hair.
This was the real reason I had come to the Mirror Pavilion. There was no need to wear a face veil just to enjoy pretty flowers.
“Ehehe.”
“It looks beautiful on you.”
Yeon-ha’s face lit up with uncontainable joy the moment I placed the flower in her hair. Her bright, sunny smile never left her lips.
“Hero.”
“Hm?”
“Why aren’t you looking at the flowers, Hero? You keep staring at me instead.”
“Isn’t that obvious? Because you’re prettier than any flower.”
It was a rather cliché line, yet it worked perfectly.
Yeon-ha beamed with happiness and hugged my arm tightly.
Yes. When you’re feeling uncertain, it’s best to rely on the proven classics. At least you know they’ll have the desired effect.
“Hero.”
“Hm?”
“You’re very good at sensing presence, aren’t you?”
“Well, I suppose so.”
“Then… there’s no one around us right now, is there? That’s what I sense, at least.”
At her words, I scanned the area once more. Indeed, I couldn’t feel anyone nearby.
The location of this Mirror Pavilion made it perfect for such privacy.
“No one’s here.”
Yeon-ha wrapped her arms around my neck, gently pulling me down so she could whisper in my ear.
“Then… could you hold me?”
She smiled mischievously, a strange sensuality lingering on her face.
I let out a soft chuckle.
Ha. When did this girl become so bold? It must be my influence, right?
“Would you sit here?”
Yeon-ha guided me to a bench-like seat formed by the pavilion’s railing and stood before me.
With a slightly shy smile, she slipped her hand under her skirt, fumbled for a moment, then removed her undergarments and set them beside me.
“Aren’t you being rather bold today?”
“It’s because I like my hero so much.”
She climbed onto my lap.
One arm wrapped around my neck while her other hand untied the front of my pants.
My already hardened length soon pressed against her bare skin.
A wet, obscene sound accompanied the alignment of our bodies.
Yeon-ha lowered herself, and my member slowly entered her narrow, warm passage.
“Mmm….”
Even though it didn’t slide all the way in at once, Yeon-ha let out a soft moan.
She moved her hips in small increments until finally my entire length was buried deep inside her.
“Haa… Hero. It’s all the way in now….”
She gazed at me with melted, hazy eyes.
She was so adorable I thought I might die. How could anyone be this beautiful?
I flexed my member firmly. Yeon-ha let out a small, sweet moan.
I lightly nibbled her small ear with my lips. Her body flinched, and she clenched tightly around me below.
I buried my face in the nape of her neck, inhaling the rich floral scent of her body.
Yeon-ha grew incredibly embarrassed and spoke in a pouty, bashful voice.
“H-Hero… why are you smelling me….”
“Because it smells good.”
I pulled her small frame into a tight embrace.
Her body trembled. The strength in her arms around me increased.
“Is something wrong? I love seeing you like this, but I can’t help worrying.”
Yeon-ha loosened her arms, looked me in the eyes, then hugged me tightly again before slowly speaking.
“As you know, Hero… there was a tragedy in my family. It’s already in the past and nothing can be done about it, but when I’m alone, those memories sometimes return. Still, because I have you and Hui-mae, I’ve been able to erase those nightmares. Especially when I’m by your side, Hero, no bad thoughts come to me at all. Just like right now.”
Her voice carried a hint of loneliness. Her tone sounded as if she might burst into tears at any moment.
But Yeon-ha did not cry.
Her strengthened heart swallowed the tears, and even more power flowed into the arms holding me.
“I like you, Hero. I want to stay by your side forever. That’s why I’m acting like this. I want to be held even a little longer. I want to be together with you.”
“It will be that way. We’re already together like this. Connected.”
Yeon-ha lifted her face to look at me again and smiled beautifully.
Her eyes were slightly moist. A face that held both pathos and breathtaking beauty.
“Please hold me. So that bad thoughts don’t come. So I can always smile while looking at you, Hero.”
“Alright. Let’s do that.”
I kissed Yeon-ha.
Unlike her usual self, she was aggressive. Perhaps because of everything we had done together, she was now quite skilled.
We explored each other’s lips, tongues intertwining. Her lower body rocked back and forth, and beneath her covering skirt came the constant wet, lewd sounds.
“Ahh…. Hero.”
When our lips parted, Yeon-ha let out a sensual moan and clung to me tightly once more.
I held her and began to move slowly.
The climax built steadily. Our breathing grew heavier.
“Ung…. Eut. Heut. Haa. Hauk. Hero. Aah….”
Yeon-ha’s whispered moans in my ear were utterly seductive.
They set a man’s blood on fire and filled him with raw strength.
She rocked her body, chasing an even greater peak, and I was no different.
Having held back to my limit, I embraced Yeon-ha tightly and released deeply inside her. For a long, long time.
“Haa…. Haa…. Doing something like this… outside is so embarrassing….”
Her voice was a whisper as she leaned her full weight against me, as if all strength had left her body.
I slowly stroked her back and answered.
“We could do far more than this. After all, no one is watching.”
“E-even so. This is my limit, Hero.”
True enough. Even if someone saw us now, it would simply look like a woman being held in a man’s arms.
Unless they came close enough to observe carefully, they would never guess what was happening beneath her skirt.
I checked the surroundings with my senses one more time, then lifted Yeon-ha as I stood.
“H-Hero?”
“Don’t worry. It’s fine. Can you hold this pillar and bend over for me?”
When I pointed to the pillar, Yeon-ha hesitated, unsure, but eventually obeyed.
She gripped the pillar with both hands and leaned forward. I lifted her skirt, fully exposing her white buttocks.
The love juices and my semen flowing between her legs were clearly visible.
“Ung…. Hero. This is….”
“What? You’re the one who started it.”
I took hold of my length again and pushed back inside her.
“Heup….”
Yeon-ha, whose climax had not yet fully subsided, trembled as she accepted me.
Her body rapidly grew hot once more. Lewd moans spilled from her lips.
I gripped her hips, thrusting steadily, then leaned forward to part her clothes and cup her breasts.
A disheveled woman lost in pleasure.
Knowing no one was watching yet doing it outdoors created its own powerful thrill.
Besides, this girl had received strict, proper education since childhood as a daughter of a prestigious martial family.
To her, this must have felt like an enormous transgression. Far more than it would for others.
That was why my second release came even faster.
Yeon-ha panted far more desperately than before, and when I climaxed, she slumped forward as if she might collapse.
I straightened our clothes and sat Yeon-ha back on my lap.
She still hadn’t caught her breath, but the eyes looking at me were warm. Much of her shyness seemed to have faded as well.
“It seems… I got drunk on the flower fragrance.”
“Then I suppose I’m drunk on you.”
I felt a little embarrassed after saying it, but it seemed to work on Yeon-ha.
She smiled brightly and snuggled deep into my arms. Adorably.
“Every day I spend with you, Hero, becomes more enjoyable. We’ll be able to keep doing this in the future too, right?”
“Of course.”
“I’m so happy.”
They weren’t particularly grand words, yet everything she said felt precious. Lovable.
So I held Yeon-ha like that and leisurely looked around at our surroundings.
Had I changed somehow? Or had I truly become drunk on the flower scent?
The view that had simply been “trees with flowers blooming” earlier now looked different.
A dazzlingly brilliant landscape. A sight that brought joy simply by taking it in.
It was probably because of the woman in my arms. Her own scent must have mixed with the flowers.
We stayed like that in the Mirror Pavilion, embracing each other, until the sun dipped behind the western mountains.
It was enjoyable even without doing anything special.
The warm breeze and the fluttering petals were enough.
Along with the warmth we shared in our arms and the feelings we held for each other.
“Shall we head back now?”
“Yes, Hero.”
Yeon-ha stood and slyly retrieved the undergarments she had set aside, slipping them back on.
Then she came close and whispered softly in my ear once more.
“Just now, your seed flowed down from inside me. Between my legs.”
She grinned, spun gracefully on her heel, and descended from the Mirror Pavilion.
Ha. Really. What am I going to do with her?
It seems I’m turning an innocent girl far too lewd. I feel a twinge of guilt.