Nighttime, Jinzhou Residence.

Lucian’s eyes swept blankly across the room, taking in the clothes scattered everywhere—only one word could describe the scene: messy.

Beep—

Lucian’s terminal chimed. He opened it and saw a message from an “Unknown User” with just three words:

“The usual place.”

Lucian glanced at Rover, who was already asleep beside him, then quietly slipped out.

….

The night had not yet deepened, and Jinzhou City was still lively. With the Moon-Chasing Festival approaching, festival-themed merchandise had begun popping up everywhere.

Since the retreat of the Threnodians, the citizens of Jinzhou had been wearing bright smiles, and the once-tense atmosphere had lightened considerably.

Arriving at the familiar pavilion, he found the crimson-haired beauty already waiting for him.

Remembering an unfinished “option”, Lucian grinned. “Ms. Yinlin—”

Yinlin’s lips curled slightly as she sat on the bench, crossing her long legs and beckoning him with a finger.

Lucian: “…”

He scratched his head awkwardly and cleared his throat. “Ms. Yinlin, you might have some… misunderstandings about me.”

Yinlin snorted. “No need to explain yourself. I know exactly what you want the moment you open your mouth.”

Lucian: “???”

He chuckled sheepishly. “I didn’t expect Ms. Yinlin to understand me so well. In that case, I won’t hold back!”

Soon, the secluded pavilion was filled with the sound of licking.

A hot, slow lick—Yinlin’s back arched, a whimper tearing from her throat.

“Ahh ahhn!” His tongue dragged harder. Her nails scraped his scalp, hips jerking.

“Nnn! M-more!”

“Hah! Ahhn ahh!”

“Y-you! Nngh… don’t stop!”

Every flick of his tongue pulled another broken cry.

“Mmmph! Ah! Ahhn!” Her thighs trembling, her voice cracking. her pleasure spilling over in breathless, desperate moans.

“Nn~! T-too much! Hah… hah…!”

But he didn’t let up. Not until her voice shattered completely, not until all that was left was the sticky, sinful echo of her pleasure.

[Ding! Option 1 completed. Skill acquired: “Paralysis Technique.”]

[Paralysis Technique: Can immobilize any living being for eight seconds.]

After a while, Lucian raised his head and wiped his lips. Yinlin smirked. “How lewd.”

Lucian replied solemnly, “A man’s nature is lust.”

Yinlin: “…”

She gently stroked his cheek. The reason she had called him here was simply to spend time alone with him. As an undercover investigator, her leisure time was scarce, and Lucian would soon be leaving Jinzhou.

It was precisely because she considered Lucian a true friend that she felt this melancholy.

“Will you… stay in Jinzhou for the Moon-Chasing Festival?”

Yinlin recalled that someone had approached her recently, inviting her to perform a puppet show during the festival.

The original performer had fallen ill, leaving the spot open—and Yinlin, a skilled puppeteer with a public reputation, was the natural choice.

“Of course.”

Yinlin nodded slightly. At least this way, she could spend a little more time with him.

Noticing the faint reluctance in her eyes, Lucian teased, “What’s wrong? Can’t bear to part with me?”

Yinlin scoffed. “Not at all. I’m just annoyed that I’ll have one less convenient hostage for future missions.”

Lucian: “?”

Yinlin turned her face away, her amethyst eyes glinting under the moonlight, lips glistening like forbidden fruit.

Lucian caught her chin, fingers firm, tilting her back toward him. Their gazes locked, something hot and unspoken pulsing between them before his mouth crashed against hers.

“Lucian…!”

Yinlin’s breathless moan filled the air as his hands roamed her body, squeezing her thighs before sliding up under her clothes. His lips trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck, until she gasped.

“Mnn~! H-Harder…” she begged, nails digging into his shoulders as he nipped at her collarbone.

His fingers slipped beneath her panties, teasing her slick heat, and she whimpered, grinding against his palm. “F-Fuck!”

Lucian smirked, kissing her deeply as he stroked her faster, swallowing her moans. “You sound so good… Let me hear more.”

“Ahh~! I—I can’t—!” Her back arched, thighs trembling as pleasure coiled tight—

Then suddenly, she pulled away, grabbing his wrist with a wicked grin. “Not here.”

Dragging him into her apartment, she shoved him onto the bed, climbing over him with hungry eyes. “Now… let’s really make me scream.”

—

Yinlin’s apartment was dimly lit, the faint glow of the city’s lights bleeding through the curtains. The moment the door locked behind them, Lucian’s hands were already on her, his mouth claiming hers in a searing kiss.

“Mmmph~!” she moaned into his lips, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pressed herself against him.

He backed her against the wall, one hand sliding down to grip her thigh, hiking her leg around his hip. His other hand cupped her breast, thumb teasing her nipple through the fabric until she gasped.

“Ahh~ Lucian…!” she whimpered, arching into his touch.

He smirked, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck, sucking just hard enough to leave a mark. “You called me here just for this, didn’t you?” he murmured against her skin, his fingers slipping beneath her waistband.

She shuddered, her breath hitching as his fingers brushed over her slick heat. “F-Fuck… yes!”

Lucian groaned at how wet she was already, his cock straining against his pants. He wasted no time, stripping her bare before pushing her onto the bed.

Yinlin lay sprawled beneath him, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her lips swollen from their kisses. “What a tease…” she panted, spreading her legs wider in invitation.

He didn’t need to be told twice.

Dropping to his knees between her thighs, he buried his face in her dripping core, his tongue lapping at her in slow, deliberate strokes.

“Ahhhn~! Oh fuck!” she cried out, her back bowing off the bed as pleasure shot through her.

He devoured her like a starving man, his tongue flicking over her clit before plunging inside, fucking her with his mouth.

“Y-Yes! Right there! Nngh~!” Her thighs trembled, her hands fisting the sheets as she rocked against his face.

The lewd sounds of his tongue working her, the slick squelch of her arousal, filled the room.

“Mmmpf! Hah… hah… I-I’m close!” she sobbed, her voice breaking.

Lucian growled against her, sucking her clit hard—

And she shattered.

“AHHH~!” Her body convulsed, her juices gushing over his chin as she came with a broken cry.

He didn’t let up, licking her through her orgasm until she was squirming, oversensitive.

“T-Too much!” she gasped, pushing at his shoulders weakly.

Lucian finally pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before crawling over her. “You taste fucking divine,” he growled, capturing her lips in a filthy kiss, letting her taste herself on his tongue.

She moaned into his mouth, her hands roaming down his chest before undoing his belt.

“Need you inside me… now,” she demanded, stroking his hard length.

He groaned, lining himself up before sinking into her in one deep thrust.

“Fuck~! So tight,” he gritted out, his hips snapping forward.

Yinlin cried out as her hymen was broken, her nails digging into his back as he filled her completely. “Ahh~! Wait not yet… please~!”

Lucian disobeyed, setting a relentless pace, each thrust punching a moan from her lips.

“Ahh! Ahhn~! Yes~! Right there~!” she chanted, her legs locking around his waist, pulling him deeper.

The sound of skin slapping, their mingled moans, the creak of the bed—it was obscene, intoxicating.

He leaned down, capturing her lips again as he fucked her harder, their tongues tangling.

“Gonna make you come again,” he promised against her mouth.

She whimpered, her walls already fluttering around him. “L-Lucian~! I’m-I’m gonna!”

He reached between them, rubbing her clit in tight circles—

And she came with a scream, her body clamping down on him like a vice.

“Fuck~!” he groaned, his thrusts growing erratic. “Gonna fill you up…”

She nodded frantically, her arms wrapping around his neck. “Inside… please~!”

With one last deep thrust, he spilled into her with a guttural moan, his hips jerking as he emptied himself inside her.

They collapsed together, breathless and sweaty, their limbs tangled.

Yinlin traced lazy circles on his chest, a satisfied smirk on her lips. “Still think you’re drained enough?”

Lucian chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Not even close.”

And as the night drowned in sinful sounds—skin slapping, muffled cries, and the creak of the bedframe rocking until dawn.

…..

Morning, Yinlin’s Residence.

Lucian slowly opened his eyes and reached out beside him—only to find the space empty.

Staring at the white ceiling, he sighed.

Sitting up, he glanced around. Yinlin’s room was immaculate, everything arranged with meticulous precision—so perfect even someone with OCD would cry tears of joy.

On the table sat a plate of golden fried rice, steam still rising from it, meaning Yinlin hadn’t left long ago. He wasn’t sure if she had cooked it herself or bought it.

As he approached, he noticed a tiny “Xuansi” doll placed atop it.

Smiling, Lucian pocketed the little puppet and began eating. The fried rice was delicious, each grain like a golden nugget.

Yinlin lived in Jinzhou’s residential district. By the time he stepped outside, the sky was just beginning to brighten, the morning air still crisp.

I wonder if Rover’s awake yet… If she finds out I was out all night… I’m definitely getting beaten up today.

“LUCIAN!”

A furious roar pierced his ears, sending a chill down his spine. Speak of the devil.

Before he could even take a step, Rover yanked him by the ear.

“Lucian,” she said darkly, “care to explain where you were all night?”

Cold sweat dripped down his back, but before he could answer, Rover leaned in and sniffed.

“Hmm… a familiar scent… Yinlin?”

Lucian: “…”

Rover sighed. Seeing this, Lucian felt a pang of guilt. “Rover—”

She shook her head. “Seems like you weren’t drained enough.”

Lucian: “?”

Just then, Abby popped out of the Tacet Mark. “Rover! Lucian! I heard there’s some kind of selection event at the Central Plaza today. Should we go check it out?”

“Selection?” Lucian asked curiously.

Abby nodded. “Yeah, I heard it’s a Resonator ranking or something.”

A ranking for Resonators? Lucian was intrigued.

Rover crossed her arms. “Well then, let’s go take a look.”

When they arrived at Central Plaza, they found it packed, crowds forming multiple layers around the center.

“Can’t see a thing like this,” Rover muttered.

Lucian shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. We’ll hear the announcements anyway.”

“By the way, what exactly is this selection for? And who’s organizing it?”

A nearby bystander noticed them and gasped. “Wait—aren’t you Intelligence Officer Lucian and Rover? And this… white unidentified creature?”

Abby immediately puffed up in indignation. “White unidentified creature?! I have a name, you know! It’s Abby!”

The bystander scratched his head awkwardly. “Ah, right, sorry! It’s just… you don’t show up much on the forums or the Jinzhou Daily…”

Abby: “…”

Is he trying to comfort me or mock me?

Lucian cut in. “Sir, could you tell us what this selection is about?”

The man smiled. “It’s an event hosted by the Pioneer Association.”

“They hold this kind of ranking every year around this time.”

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