Obtaining Na-Pa, the Young Leader of the Xiaoyuezhi (1)
The door opened, and a woman of breathtaking beauty stepped inside. In her hands she carried several articles of clothing.
“I saw you washing your clothes earlier, so I went to the fortress supply storehouse and brought some garments that looked like they would fit you, warrior.”
The woman neatly laid a top and a pair of trousers before Seo Jun.
“What is your name?”
“I am Na-Pa of the Gao Ye. Gao Ye is my clan, Na-Pa my given name.”
Having lived among the Han for so long, they had adopted the use of Chinese characters for names.
The only difference was that their names carried a faintly exotic flavor, being their own tongue rendered in Han script.
Seo Jun picked up the top from the pile Na-Pa had brought and slipped it on. It was a little tight, but wearable.
“Chono still remembers the happy years when the old tribesfolk lived together in harmony and constantly speaks of our duty to return to those days, urging us onward. But the younger ones are growing exhausted from staking their lives on such vague hopes. As for me, I have been called Young Leader from the moment I can remember, and the weight of that responsibility has crushed me for as long as I can recall. I am so very tired.”
Seo Jun felt a small spark of kinship with her.
He understood, at least in part, the emotion she was feeling. It was the same helplessness he had known before crossing worlds—the powerlessness of never being allowed to decide anything for himself, of being suppressed and given nothing but burdens.
“It must have been hard…”
A single, sincere phrase.
As though his heart had reached hers, tears slipped from Na-Pa’s eyes.
She herself did not fully understand why she was crying. All her life she had heard only of the responsibilities she must carry, keeping her true self locked away inside. This was the first time someone had truly seen her.
Seo Jun’s simple words made something deep in her chest begin to melt.
Thump.
Na-Pa knelt before him.
The sight of this exotic beauty lowering herself to her knees and bowing her head stirred something primal in Seo Jun. He found it impossible to look away.
She really is stunning.
It struck every fantasy an Eastern man could hold about a Western woman.
“Warrior, will you not take our tribespeople under your protection?”
“If they will move for me, perhaps. But I am not in a position to shelter people who carry other agendas.”
He had been recommended as a Xiaolian, yet he still had no idea what post he would receive in Luoyang. He intended to use every means at his disposal to secure the best possible appointment, but the future remained uncertain.
“I will keep the tribespeople under the strictest control so they cause you no trouble. And I will make obeying your commands their highest priority.”
Na-Pa’s expression was desperate. The urgency to escape her present life radiated from her like heat.
She had finally found a lifeline and wanted to cling to it with everything she had.
“Na-Pa, how can I trust that you will continue to uphold those words?”
Words were easy to speak. Living up to their full weight, day after day, was an entirely different matter.
“I will offer myself to you, warrior.”
This was the decision Na-Pa had already made before entering the room. Since mere words could not convey the depth of her resolve, she had chosen this path.
Besides, the Seo Jun she had seen was magnificent—more so than any man she had ever met. That was perhaps why the decision had come so easily.
“You wish to become my wife?”
“No. I do not seek the position of wife or concubine.”
“Why? The thought of being my wife is so distasteful?”
Even if she had said yes, Seo Jun would not have found it easy to accept her under the current circumstances. Yet hearing her refuse somehow stung. His expression soured.
When she actually says she won’t be my wife, it feels strangely unpleasant.
“It is not that I dislike the idea. If I became your wife, warrior, it would be difficult to maintain control over the tribespeople. To keep the position of Young Leader, I cannot marry and become another man’s wife.”
In this era, a woman’s marriage meant being stripped of her former status and completely replaced by the new position gained through the union.
Therefore, if Na-Pa married Seo Jun she would belong entirely to him, and the Xiaoyuezhi would likely cease to recognize her as their proper Young Leader.
“You say you will offer yourself, yet refuse to be my wife. Does that mean you wish to become one of my subordinate generals instead?”
“No. It means this.”
Rustle… rustle…
Na-Pa rose to her feet and began to shed her garments one by one. Slowly, her exquisite naked form was revealed.
“Whenever you desire me, warrior, I will become your woman. So please, allow me to remain the Young Leader of the Xiaoyuezhi in ordinary times.”
This was the first time Na-Pa had ever bared her body before another person.
Overcome by shame, she could only cover her breasts and pussy with both hands.
Yet her voluptuous breasts were so large that even with her arms and hands pressed over her nipples, soft flesh still bulged and spilled out at the sides.
Her tall stature, beautiful face, light brown hair, elegantly curved figure, and pale skin looked impossibly alluring to Seo Jun.
“Why go to such lengths for your tribespeople?”
“Not for them—for myself. If I do not completely subordinate my heart to a man like you, warrior, I will never make a clean break from the life I have lived until now. That same existence will simply continue.”
From childhood Na-Pa had been raised on near-indoctrination about the tribe’s revival.
To change herself, she needed powerful shock therapy. And Seo Jun was the perfect catalyst.
Even without the present situation, he was handsome and strong enough to stir genuine attraction in her. That was why she could commit to such an impulsive, radical decision so readily.
Seo Jun made up his mind to accept Na-Pa as his own.
He understood her circumstances and her heart. Moreover, she was far too captivating a woman to simply ignore in a moment like this.
His cock was already straining against his underclothes, throbbing with urgent need.
Seedless Watermelon!
Seedless Watermelon has been applied to the target. Duration: 24 hours.
Since he could not burden Na-Pa with pregnancy from their first encounter, Seo Jun activated the skill and prepared himself.
His gaze swept over her voluptuous body with scorching intensity. Then he stripped off the top he had just tried on and his lower garments. He looked at Na-Pa with eyes burning with desire.
The moment their eyes met, flashes of herself entwined with him in passion streaked through Na-Pa’s mind. She swallowed hard without realizing it.
Seo Jun, staring at her with such fierce, heated eyes, was truly handsome, masculine, and magnificent.
She had always lived beneath the crushing weight of her position as Young Leader, forced to guide her people.
Now, for the first time, she felt she could be protected as simply one of his women—as a female who belonged to him.
“If your heart has not changed, come here.”
Seo Jun pointed to the floor between his knees where he sat on the edge of the bed.
Na-Pa swallowed repeatedly, hesitated for a moment, then stepped to the indicated spot.
“Kneel.”
Seo Jun gently took both her arms and guided her downward so her eyes could take in his cock more clearly.
“Na-Pa, suck it.”
“Th-this…?”
“Yes.”
He placed a hand on her head and drew her closer. Na-Pa was an adult; she understood the general mechanics of intercourse between man and woman. But she had never heard of oral pleasure. Flustered and unsure what to do, she could only stare.
Seo Jun pulled her dazed head farther forward. Losing her balance slightly, Na-Pa instinctively reached out to steady herself and ended up grasping his thick cock with both hands.
It’s so hot.
The sheer girth that filled more than half her hand and the burning heat against her palms made her head spin.
What is this feeling?
It was as if she had become a powerless female belonging to this dominant male.
“What are you waiting for? Suck it.”
At his urging, Na-Pa parted her lips and tentatively took the swollen glans into her mouth.
“Mmm…”
The moment the head slipped between her moist lips, a sharp jolt of pleasure raced through him. A low groan escaped Seo Jun’s throat.
“Don’t let your teeth touch it. Suck and lick, moving slowly back and forth.”
Slurp… sluuuurp… slurp…
Holding her head gently, Seo Jun guided her into a slow, rhythmic motion.