Global Descent: I Alone Can See Hidden Evolution Paths

The warm afternoon sun began its slow descent behind the towering jagged peaks of the celestial domain, casting long, golden shadows across the stone pathways. Hand in hand, Min-jae and Liu Xiao made their way down the mountain trail, their steps light and unhurried. The lingering warmth of their hours spent in the secluded forest still crackled in the air between them, their skin faintly flushed and their breathing synchronized.

When they finally reached the grand threshold of the primary pavilion, Xiao stopped, gently turning to face him. Her emerald eyes sparkled with a deep, affectionate amusement, her green-and-white silk gown now smoothed out and pristine.

"You should probably brace yourself for what’s waiting inside, honey~," Xiao whispered playfully, a soft melodic giggle escaping her lips as she leaned up.

She pressed a slow, lingering kiss to his lips, her hands resting softly on his chest. "Thank you for the mountain detour, Honey. I’ll see you when the morning rotation rolls around again." With a graceful wave, she slipped off down the adjoining corridor toward her own chambers.

Min-jae let out a long, slow breath, rolling his shoulders back to mentally prepare himself for the rest of his immortal wives. He pushed open the heavy oak door to his primary suite, stepping into the quiet, candle-lit antechamber.

He didn’t even make it three steps before a voice sliced through the silence, sharp, accusatory, and dripping with theatrical impatience.

"Care to explain why you’ve been missing for the last four hours, Min-jae?"

Min-jae blinked. Sitting right there in the velvet armchair by the unlit hearth was Yoo Ji-a. Her long midnight-black ponytail was tossed over her shoulder, and her radiant light-violet silk gown hugged her narrow, athletic waist like a second skin. Her violet eyes flashed with an intense, playful glare as she crossed her arms tightly under her heavy breasts, tapping her boot against the floorboards.

Min-jae offered a sheepish, innocent grin, though he knew better than to play dumb. "I was... meditating on the outer ridge, Ji-a. The air up there is very spiritually conductive."

Ji-a snorted, uncrossing her arms and standing up with a dramatic flourish. She marched right up to him, stopping mere inches away. "Meditating? With who? Because your hair is slightly messed up, your collar is crooked, and you smell distinctly of mountain moss and post-cultivation endorphins."

She poked him hard in the chest with a slender finger. "Do you have any idea how long I’ve been sitting in this chair waiting for my turn ? You completely abandoned your post, husband!"

Min-jae didn’t bother holding back anymore. A slow, wicked grin spread across his face. He reached out with lightning-fast reflexes, his hands grabbing her by the waist. With a swift tug, he pulled her completely flush against his chest, crushing any further complaints right off her lips with a deep, hungry kiss.

"Mmmfh—!"

Ji-a let out a startled, breathless gasp, her violet eyes widening in shock before melting instantly into total surrender. Her hands flew up to grip the lapels of his shirt as his tongue parted her lips, exploring her mouth with a dominant, possessive heat that made her knees go weak.

Min-jae didn’t stop at the kiss. His hands slid down from her waist, roaming over the curve of her hips before gripping her tight, rounded ass firmly through the light-violet silk. He squeezed her flesh hard, lifting her slightly off the floor as she groaned into his mouth, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck.

"You talk way too much when you’re jealous, Ji-a," Min-jae murmured darkly against her lips, breaking the kiss just enough to drop hot, ragged kisses down the smooth column of her throat.

"I am not jealous, ahhh... I am furious!" Ji-a panted breathlessly, her fingers tangling in his hair as his hands continued to massage and knead her ass with relentless friction. "You made me wait... you—"

Min-jae didn’t give her a chance to argue. He spun her around in one fluid motion, pushing her back firmly against the wall of the bedchamber. The impact knocked the wind out of her lungs with a soft *oof*, but the shock instantly turned into white-hot electricity as Min-jae caged her in with his body.

"Then let me make it up to you," he whispered against her ear, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that sent shivers straight down her spine.

Without hesitation, Min-jae tore at the fastening of her light-violet silk gown, ripping the fabric open down the front. The silk parted effortlessly, sliding down her shoulders and pooling at her waist, leaving her completely exposed to his hungry, devouring gaze.

Ji-a’s breath hitched. Standing there against the wall in nothing but her sheer undergarments, her skin flushed crimson with arousal, she looked like a goddess carved from pure temptation. Her heavy breasts rose and fell rapidly, her dark nipples already hard and aching, and her smooth, toned athletic stomach quivered under his gaze.

"Oh God... you are so stunning," Min-jae groaned, his own body reacting instantly. The sight of her hyper-sexy figure made his dick surge back to life inside his trousers, hard, thick, and throbbing with a demanding, restless heat.

"Don’t just stare at me... touch me, Min-jae," Ji-a whimpered, her voice dropping into a desperate, pleading register as she arched her back toward him.

He didn’t make her wait. Min-jae stripped off the rest of her clothes and his own trousers in a frantic rush of movement. He positioned himself between her thighs, and without a single word of warning, he drove straight into her wet, burning core in one massive, earth-shattering thrust.

"hnggg, ahhh!~" Ji-a shrieked, her head slamming back against the wooden wall as her back violently bowed outward. Her hands flew to his shoulders, her fingers digging deep into his skin as her inner walls clamped down hard around his thickness, milking him instantly.

"So wet, Ji-a... were you thinking about this the whole time you were waiting?" Min-jae growled, pulling back almost to the hilt before slamming back into her with brutal, unyielding force.

The bedroom instantly filled with the heavy, percussive sound of their skin slapping together—*thwak, slap, thwak*—blending seamlessly with Ji-a’s loud, unrestrained moans.

"Min-jae! Oh, God, hnggg, ohhhh ahhn!—fuck me! Don’t hold back—ughhh, yes, right there!~" she cried out, her voice fracturing into a sweet, melodic song of ecstasy as he hit her deep sweet spot over and over again.

Min-jae grabbed her by the hips, holding her locked against the wall as he pounded into her with a relentless, punishing rhythm. But he wasn’t done playing with her yet.

"You know," Min-jae panted, his eyes locking onto hers with a dark, wicked glint, "you need to be punished for yelling at your husband."

Before Ji-a could process the warning, Min-jae reached down, grabbed her right knee, and hiked her leg up high, wrapping it securely around his hip. Leaving her completely unbalanced and entirely at his mercy, he raised his free hand and brought it down hard across her bare, rounded ass.

*Slap!*

"AHHH~!~" Ji-a shrieked, her body convulsing from the sudden, sharp sting of the smack, her pussy clamping down so tightly around his dick that Min-jae nearly lost control right then and there. A brilliant crimson flush spread instantly from her neck all the way to her cheeks.

"Did you just... smack me?!" she gasped out, half-furious, half-drenched in overwhelming pleasure.

"Consider it a late penalty for making me wait," Min-jae smirked darkly. He didn’t give her a moment to recover. With her leg still hiked high in the air, he grabbed her heavy waist and began to jackhammer into her from the side, each thrust deeper and harder than the last.

"Min-jae! You crazy— hngggg ahhn!—I’m going to kill—ahhh, fuck!~—harder! Hit me harder!" Ji-a sobbed out, her mind completely melting under the dual assault of pain and pleasure as her body shattered into a violent, screaming orgasm, her inner walls pulsing rhythmically around him.

Seeing her fall apart completely pushed Min-jae over the edge. With a deep, primal roar, he released his seed deep inside her core in a massive, piping-hot wave, flooding her completely.

They both panted heavily, resting their foreheads against each other against the wooden wall, completely drenched in sweat. But as Min-jae pulled out of her, letting her slide down to stand on trembling legs, a wicked, insatiable smirk crossed his face.

"We aren’t finished yet, Ji-a," Min-jae whispered against her swollen lips.

Ji-a’s eyes widened in disbelief. "What? Are you insane? We just came—"

Before she could finish, Min-jae swept her off her feet, bridal-style, carrying her across the room and tossing her down onto the sprawling, silk-draped mattress.

"You sat in that chair waiting for hours," Min-jae growled, climbing over her and pinning her wrists to the pillows. "We’re going to use every single second until sunrise."

Ahhhh!.ohhhh!. hnggg!. Yes ahh,more.! Oh my—hunggg. For the next several hours, the grand bedchamber became a battleground of pure, unadulterated passion. They shifted from position to position—Min-jae taking her from behind as she buried her face in the pillows, lifting her hips to pound into her from above, and whispering filthy, adoring praises into her ear while she cried out his name. Every touch was an electric shock, every kiss a reminder of their eternal bond, until finally, utterly spent and completely breathless, they collapsed into a tangled heap of silk and sweat, drifting off to sleep wrapped tightly in each other’s arms.

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