Chapter 83: The Hands of a Lecher

The ornate carriage rolled steadily over the uneven cobblestones of the city streets, its suspension absorbing the worst of the bumps, but leaving a rhythmic, continuous sway inside the cabin.

For Kai, sitting directly across from Su Mei, that gentle swaying was a visual feast of biblical proportions.

With every slight lurch of the carriage, Su Mei’s massive, heavy breasts bounced. The crimson silk of her tight qipao strained against the twin peaks, the fabric stretching and settling over her deep cleavage in a mesmerizing, gelatinous dance. She didn't try to hide it. In fact, the way she leaned back against the plush velvet cushions, her arms resting elegantly on the armrests, only pushed her chest out further, offering the spectacular jiggle up to him like a royal banquet.

"I have to say... you've grown up pretty much," Su Mei purred, a wicked glint in her heavily lined eyes.

"I've had to, Aunty," Kai replied, his voice a low, smooth baritone that vibrated in the small space. He let his dark eyes drag slowly from her bouncing cleavage up to her glossy red lips. "Life in the outer district forces a boy to become a man very quickly."

Su Mei hummed, a throaty, appreciative sound. She uncrossed her legs, letting her knees fall open just a fraction. The high slit of her dress parted slightly, revealing the smooth, sheer silk of her stocking clinging to her thick calf.

"Your mother tells me you are quite the responsible young man now," Su Mei noted, her gaze tracing the broad line of his shoulders and the thick muscles of his neck. "She relies on you heavily. It is... very attractive, finding a man who can carry a heavy burden."

"I like carrying heavy things," Kai stated, looking pointedly at her chest, then back to her eyes. "I find I have a lot of stamina."

Su Mei let out a breathy laugh, her chest heaving violently with the sound. The blatant innuendo was exactly what she had hoped for. The air in the cabin was already growing thick, heavy with the scent of her rose perfume and the undeniable, primal musk of two predators circling each other.

"Stamina is a rare commodity in the inner city," Su Mei sighed. She shifted her weight, bringing a manicured hand up to massage the back of her own neck. She rolled her shoulders, an action that caused her massive breasts to heave and sway aggressively.

She let out a soft, sultry groan, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment.

"Ah... running the Jade Lotus Pavilion is so incredibly exhausting," she complained, her voice turning whiny and delicate. "Managing all those spoiled noblewomen, overseeing the servants... and my husband is entirely useless. He only cares about his ledgers and his concubines. He never pays attention to my... needs."

She opened her eyes, looking at Kai with a manufactured, yet highly effective, vulnerability.

"My muscles are always so tight, Kai," she whispered, dragging a hand down her own thick thigh, right over the crimson silk. "My back aches, my legs cramp from wearing these heels all day. I am just... so very tired."

Kai watched her hand caress her own thigh. His Intelligence 11 saw right through her act. She wasn't asking for pity; she was extending an invitation.

In his mind, a system interface flickered to life.

[Skill Available: Hands of Lecher (Level 1)] Description: Infuses the user's hands with a magical, stimulating heat. Increases the target's physical sensitivity and significantly lowers inhibitions through touch. Perfect for 'massages'.

A dark, dangerous smirk touched the corner of Kai’s mouth.

"That's a shame, Aunty Su Mei," Kai murmured, leaning forward so his elbows rested on his knees. He closed the distance between them, his face just inches from hers. "A beautiful woman like you shouldn't have to suffer from tight muscles. It ruins the skin."

Su Mei pouted perfectly. "And what am I to do about it? The masseuses at my parlor are skilled, but their hands are so... weak. I need something firmer."

"Well," Kai said, his voice dropping into a raspy, intimate whisper. "It just so happens that I am actually very good at massages. I have a... natural talent for it."

He raised his large, calloused hands, letting her see the size and strength of his fingers.

"If you want, I can help you loosen up on the ride back."

Su Mei’s eyes widened slightly, her red lips parting. The sheer boldness of the outer district boy was thrilling. Her heart gave a sudden, excited flutter against her ribs.

"Oh?" Su Mei breathed, a flush of heat rising to her cheeks. "You think your rough hands can handle my delicate muscles, Kai?"

"I know they can," Kai promised. "Let me show you."

Su Mei didn't need to be asked twice. A wicked, hungry smile spread across her face.

"Sure," she whispered. "You can help me."