Mo Han drummed his fingers against the bed, as the system screen floated in front of him, the maiden was still doing her thing, preparing everything for her master's bath. While he was here dying of anxiety.
What exactly was he going to do?
This isn't Lina Cheng, this was a freaking Demon? He had the sudden urge to check inside his pants, to check if he had the same dragon length like he did as Peter Yu. But wouldn't that be embarrassing?
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Target Identified: Un-awakened Bunny Demon
Name: ???
Race: White Hare Demon.
Status: Masquerading as a Maid to steal pure Yang Essence.
Cultivation Level: Low (Suppressed)
Spiritual Sensitivity: Extreme
Weakness: Ear, Gentle Touches.
Spirit Beast: None.
Conditions for Taming: ???
[NOTE:] Target cannot be penetrated, you are only required to enter her spiritual space. Caution is advised.
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Mo Han groaned as Lina Cheng's words echoed in his head, he was boring. What kind of boring person could entice a demon? He ran a hand through his hair and just when he exhaled a troubled breath, the maid finally approached him causing the screen to disappear.
The little maid moved gracefully, her uniform hugging her curves in all the right places. She was quite small for the assets she had, her bosom was bigger than the robes she wore. Mo Han gulped, already having a reaction from staring at her for too long.
But she just did her own thing.
She placed the bowl at the foot of the bed while kneeling. From the angle she knelt, it felt like her bosom was just a second away from spilling from her clothes. Mo Han looked away, a blush creeping against his cheeks.
Who was he kidding? This bunny demon was 100x better than Lina Cheng, and she was a demon, he didn't have to sleep with her, he just needed to turn her on and put down her defenses. Mo Han began to think this was going to be more easier than he thought.
"You are staring, Master," She murmured, standing up with a wet towel in hand, Mo Han pulled down his shredded robes revealing his toned muscles. It turned out that Mo Han wasn't all that malnourished and instead he still got a slightly good looking body.
And potent Yang Qi.
The bunny didn't seem all that impressed because she didn't have a single reaction to seeing his upper naked body, Mo Han finally thought he was getting ahead of himself, he didn't know if he should laugh or cry.
'Damn, I have lost 1000+ aura points.'
[Desire Level: 5/100 (Mild Attraction)]
There was such a thing?
Mo Han was shocked, but he quickly cleared his throat, and knew that there was at least hope. He could corner her the way he had cornered Lina on their first night. Her Desire Level might increase when he does.
He stood up, stepping into her space. She blinked, surprised but unbothered, what could a useless young master like him know? She raised the towel and began cleaning his face and the blood on his body. Mo Han could not help but praise the citrus scent steaming off the towel. But the milk-ish scent exuding from the bunny demon was too difficult to ignore.
His nose twitched and he took in a deep inhale. Mo Han lifted a hand, brushing a damp strand of hair from her cheek behind her ear, she recoiled back, her face flushed red.
Her hands pressed against her bosom squeezing the life out of them, like Mo Han had just did something unforgiveable.
'So that's why the system claimed that her ears were her weakness.'
A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips finally having some courage. From the corner of the room he caught a mirror standing there showing his pale appearance, he still had a pretty good face.
'I can nail this.'
He stepped forward again, and she recoiled back just like a scared little rabbit, Mo Han found him cute but he knew he had to be quiet. Once he had backed her against the wall, he raised his hand planning to caress her chin but she slapped his hand away.
Pouting, with an angry look on her face, her teeth gnashed.
[Desire Level: -7/100 (The Demon feels disgusted at you)]
'Shit! I don't think I can do this.' He cried internally. But then he quickly raised his hand in surrender, his eyes wide in surprise, acting like he didn't expect that.
"Woah. Easy, I don't mean to be touchy touchy there, but your skin looked so soft, I went ahead of myself." He said to save himself, the demon narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously.
She didn't trust this lowly human, how dare he try to approach her? She was meant to be the one approaching him, what was he up to? Or was he really attracted to someone like me, despite him being a nobody? Did he find out that I was just a lowly Hare Demon?
[The Hare Demon is looking at you unfavorably. How are you going to fix this situation?]
The little fluff ball's voice echoed in Mo Han's head, and the latter felt like going into his head and pulling the little thing out.
He backed away, trying to adapt the soft guys' tactic. "Let's start all over, I am Mo Han, and you?" He inquired finally creating a reasonable distance between them.
The hare demon raised an eyebrow and looked at Mo Han skeptically, 'Is he going crazy?' She wondered, but then she decided to give him a slightly smile, it was better she goes along with it for now and get what she wanted from him and leave here immediately.
After all he was the only one with strong Yang Qi.
"I-I am Bai Rong..." She bashfully responded throwing her head away in the other direction. Mo Han was taken aback, he really thought she would be named Tu, but it turned out that whoever gave birth to her, truly didn't want for Bai Rong to live with her demon identity.
But it turns out she can't live with pretending to be human all her life.
"That's a very beautiful name, Rong'er~" Mo Han gasped, covering his mouth for calling her informally. She blushed, definitely never been called like that, she twisted her body and looked away. Her beastly behavior as a rabbit finally coming to the surface.
Mo Han suddenly had the urge to tease her.
"Haaa." He exclaimed in exasperation, sitting back on the bed, "I still feel smelly, are you going to continue cleaning me the way you were doing?" He urged, gesturing towards his body, Bai Rong, bit down on her lower lips with uncertainty as she kicked her feet.
All of a sudden she didn't feel confident in her mission anymore. No one had ever called her Rong er before, even her mother. It sounded sweet coming from Mo Han. But the latter didn't have the same thought about her, the only thing that made him happy was the floating screen in his face.
[Desire Level: 30/100 (Flustered)]
'I knew it! I knew there was still some charm left in this empty shell of a head, those years of reading erotic comics didn't amount to nothing.'
He breathed out happily, his blood boiling in excitement.
[You have barely gone anywhere, yet you are getting happy over some name.]
The little fluff ball spat out in spite, and Mo Han's lips twitched in anger, but he breathed in and out calmly, calming himself and pretending like he heard nothing.
Bai Rong finally mustered some courage and approached Mo Han again, pressing the wet towel against his body, slowly wiping the dirt and blood off his body, while Mo Han kept on staring at her. She had the perfect skin, and those big violet eyes, the brown hair framing her face couldn't even obstruct the glint in her eyes.
Mo Han knew for sure that this was the first time, he was seeing such an alluring woman, and what she was doing to his body right now. It was something he had only felt with Lina Cheng after she had pulled her clothes off.
But right now, Bai Rong was still dressed and he was getting excited?
He cleared his throat, coughing out the awkwardness, if he said something now, she might bashfully run away so he waited till she was done, cleaning his body and changing him into proper clothes.
Although it was uncomfortable to be touched, and cleaned by a woman, strangely enough, Mo Han enjoyed every bit of it and even his dragon rose. If it was any normal maiden they would have been terrified, but Bai Rong didn't even mind despite her blushing face.
Seemed like she was used to this.
Mo Han decided to try again, grabbing her hand and brushing her hair back. She shivered but didn't back away from his touch.
"You are quite devoted," he murmured. "Serving me so dutifully."
She looked up at him through her lashes, her lips pinned together. "It is my job, Master."
"Mmm." His fingers ghosted over her wrist earning a tremble from her body. "But you don't seem like the type to be satisfied with just a job."
Her pulse quickened beneath his touch. A small reaction but not enough. Right now, Mo Han felt like the perverts in the comics he used to read. He needed to press further if he wants to do this quickly, since the day was already getting dark outside.
Noticing that she didn't respond, he ran his knuckles down her jawline, then traced her throat, feeling the way she swallowed. His hand dropped lower, grazing her collarbone before settling at her waist.
She stiffened. "Master-"
"Shhh," he murmured, dipping his head into the crook of her shoulder inhaling her milky scent, she smelled rich of all the right fruits that he wanted to have a taste. "No need to be nervous."
"Wooo...." She whined, not saying anything after that. And it made Mo Han wonder where exactly was her feisty side when she came in.
[Desire Level: 35/100 (Intrigued, Hesitated)]
Encouraged, Mo Han decided to cross his boundaries more after all this wasn't china, he leaned closer, grazing his lips in the shell of her ear. The moment he did, she let out a shaky breath...
"Ngh~" It was a slight moan, but Mo Han smirked victorious.
"What would you do," he murmured, his voice low and teasing, "If I touched you a little more?"