Farmboy becomes King with the Lust System

And he did, driving into her with growing urgency, each movement pulling another sound from her lips.

He kept his pace steady, hips rolling in a deliberate, even rhythm. No rush. No urge to throw her off balance. It was her first time, and he wanted her to feel every inch of it, wanted it to sink into her body and stay there.

Each thrust carried heat and weight, and when he pulled back, that heat lingered in the air between them.

His hands stayed locked on her hips, thumbs pressing into her skin just enough to keep her steady.

He kept his gaze fixed on her face, watching the small changes, her brows pulling together, the way her lips parted with each breath, the faint tremble in her thighs when he shifted his angle just slightly.

"You're perfect," he muttered, voice low, rough around the edges. The words slipped out like a statement, not a compliment.

Before she could react, his mouth was on hers again. The kiss was slow but firm, deep enough to keep her locked in place.

Her breath caught in her throat. The kiss broke what little control she had left. Heat built in her stomach, twisting tighter with each movement until it broke apart without warning.

Her body jerked against him, her legs trembling, and her fingers dug hard into his shoulders like she was afraid to let go.

Jae pulled back just enough to see her face. Sweat made strands of her hair stick to her cheeks. He saw the dazed look in her eyes and the faint parting of her lips. "You like being talked through it, don't you?"

She tried to catch her breath but didn't answer. He didn't wait. His voice came again, steady, direct, sliding into the space between each thrust.

He wasn't saying anything sweet, just telling her exactly what he was doing, exactly how he wanted her to take it. His tone was matter-of-fact, almost instructional, but there was a pull to it that made her body respond before her mind could think.

The next orgasm hit harder. Her back arched, a sharp sound breaking out of her as her body clamped down around him. She slumped forward after, chest rising and falling fast.

He smirked faintly, brushing a damp strand of hair away from her face. "Where's that fiery spirit of yours now? We're not done."

The only answer Yuna gave was a low, broken sound.

Without warning, he shifted her. His hands moved with practiced ease, rolling her onto her stomach. A pillow slid beneath her hips, lifting them slightly. It was a small change, but it tilted her enough to open her up to him in a new way.

He leaned close, his mouth near Yuna's ear. "Get ready. This will feel different."

Her breathing quickened. He pushed back inside, and the difference was instant. The new angle drove him deep, filling her in a way that made her toes curl hard against the sheets.

A sharp shiver ran through her before she could stop it. The head of his length pressed against the very top inside her, the sensation sharp enough to make her cry out. "Ohhh Jae!"

Her voice cracked, the sound raw and unfiltered. The orgasm slammed into her so fast it almost hurt, her body shaking from head to toe.

Jae didn't let her ride it out untouched. He kept his pace steady, using each aftershock to push her further. His hand slid up her spine, fingers splaying between her shoulder blades before moving to grip the back of her neck.

He leaned forward, his weight pressing into her without crushing her, and lowered his mouth to her skin.

His teeth caught lightly on the side of her neck before his tongue followed, leaving a wet line there. The mix of sharp and soft pulled small, involuntary noises from her, each one spilling into the pillow.

Her arms gave out first. She dropped her head forward, hands gripping the sheets as her body stayed locked in place by his hold on her hips.

Jae's breathing grew heavier, his strokes carrying more weight. His eyes stayed fixed on the movement of her body beneath him, how she tightened around him when he shifted just a little deeper, how her legs trembled when his pace didn't slow.

Her third orgasm hit in quick bursts, her voice breaking with each one. She didn't even try to pull away, letting her body take each wave until she was limp beneath him.

His release was close now. The heat in his stomach wound tighter with each thrust. At the last moment, he pulled out, his hand moving quick until he spilled his seed across the smooth line of her back. The warmth streaked her skin as she exhaled sharply, still catching her breath.

A chime echoed in his head.

[+20 Stat Points]

[+50 Bonus Stat Points: Royal First]

[Skill Unlocked: Endless Pursuit]: Can maintain peak stamina and performance in bed for hours without fatigue.

He let the notifications fade from his mind, his focus shifting back to her. He grabbed a small towel from the side table and wiped her back before lying down beside her.

His arm draped over her waist, loose but present, the weight of it keeping her close.

"You're beautiful," he said simply, his tone flat but certain. Then, after a beat, "The most beautiful girl I've been with."

She gave a faint, tired smile without looking at him. Her breathing was still uneven, but the tension in her body was gone.

He studied her in the dim light. The others before her had been relentless, women who could go round for round without slowing, who seemed to treat it like a contest. Yuna wasn't like that, just one round and she was wiped

The thought made him smirk again. Maybe princesses are just lazy. He muttered.

He pressed a brief kiss to her jaw, then leaned back and let the room fall quiet except for the sound of her slowing breaths.