Chapter 56: Dripping and Curious
The path was quieter now.
Lin Mu walked alone, utterly exposed, his naked body illuminated by the silver wash of moonlight that filtered through drifting clouds. The robe the disciples had stripped from him lay behind in some courtyard—forgotten. His cock still stood upright, pulsing and wet, swinging faintly with every step. His skin prickled with chill, but the heat inside him only grew. Every whisper he'd passed on the way still echoed in his skull. Every laugh, every lewd comment.
And he did nothing to stop it.
His feet carried him forward, bare soles padding against cool stone, until he rounded a turn near the lesser disciple quarters. He intended to slip through the shadows. Avoid any more humiliation.
But then she stepped out.
A small figure in loose robes, emerging from one of the side doors with a flushed face and messy hair. Her height barely reached his chest—5'2 at most, and her pale skin shimmered like polished ivory beneath the moon. Her cheeks glowed pink, and her lips were parted slightly, still catching her breath.
She looked up—and paused.
"Oh," she said simply.
Lin Mu stopped dead.