Martial Arts System

Chapter 393 - Packing (R-18)

A flicker of a candle could be seen from the windows of a simple-looking building.

Two youths were packing their bags.

All the clothes were grabbed from the wardrobe and stuffed inside the black and pink bag.

''Whew.'' Azura wiped her sweat and used the zipper to close the bag tightly.

Ichiro grabbed every item from the desk and stuffed them inside his bag, which was already half full with all sorts of clothes.

Tomorrow, their ship will be leaving, and they have to be on board quite early in the morning.

*Creak*

Azura jumped on top of the creaking bed and lied down after finishing packing her stuff.

''Can you tell me about Irio?'' She asked curiously and took off her shoes, which revealed her soft-looking toes.

Ichiro grabbed the bags and put them below the bed.

After finishing his packing, he sat down on the bed, ''About Irio… Hmm.'' He doesn't know what to say about Irio.

It wasn't a big city or unique like Coldland. Instead, it can be considered quite lame.

''Well, it's nothing special.'' Ichiro replied and then remembered one thing that made its way to his memory, ''However…''

Azura perked up her ears and leaned closer.

''There is a place that was rather unique.'' Ichiro remembered it from his parents' talk, ''Everyone who marries there has to do it under an oak tree.''

''What? Why?'' Azura asked with curiosity.

''Apparently, it blesses the marriage.'' Ichiro thought it was nonsense, ''It's not that interesting, but it's what people of Irio believe in.''

''What about your parents? Did they do it?''

Ichiro nodded and said, ''They did, and for some reason, they believe that it was the reason for them to have two healthy children.''

''It sounds nice…'' Azura leaned even closer and whispered, ''I wonder will your parents like me.''

''They will,'' Ichiro said with absolute certainty.

Azura was precisely a girl; his mother would love to have a daughter-in-law.

''They will probably tell us to marry.'' He replied with a chuckle and could definitely see the scene.

Azura became quiet but soon asked with an almost nonexistent voice, ''Is your first love also there…?''

Ichiro heard it and became silent for a moment.

Azura waited for the answer with a rapid heartbeat.

''Probably,'' Ichiro replied and was certain that she was still there.

''Hmm…'' Azura only hummed and hugged Ichiro from the back.

She rested her chin on the shoulder, ''How is your little sister?''

Ichiro sighed and tried to dispel the heavy atmosphere with a chuckle, ''Hehe, she is one of a kind… Very energetic and rarely gets tired.''

Azura smiled and already wanted to meet her, ''How long will we stay there?''

''Half of the year, maybe.'' Ichiro wasn't too sure, ''At least till the High School tournament.''

''What will we do after that?'' She asked and wasn't too sure about the future. It felt very cloudy, and the destination was very unclear.

''I am going to drop out,'' Ichiro said with certainty. He has thought about it for quite some time now and doesn't see any reason for staying there any longer.

''What?!'' Azura looked shocked.

''It's useless for me to stay there.'' He looked at her and saw how her face turned into a firm look.

''I will drop out as well!'' She said and didn't see any reason for being in the school if he wasn't there.

Ichiro grabbed her from her shoulders and pushed her down to the bed.

Azura kept blinking and looked at Ichiro's beautiful gem-like eyes.

''I will teach you Iron Style of Fundamentals.'' He said while caressing her soft cheeks.

''Yes!'' Azura's face beamed, and she trembled out of excitement.

Ichiro sat up and took off his shirt, making his muscular bare chest visible.

The tiny wounds and scars he had received from the battle with the Deadly Beast had disappeared after the healing session.

Azura leaned closer and started kissing his body, leaving a trail of lipstick behind.

*Rip!*

Ichiro tore her shirt apart and took off her bra with a wave of his hand.

Azura lied down on the bed with her two soft-looking breasts, almost screaming to be touched.

*Smooch*

Ichiro slammed her lips with hers, grabbed her left breast with his large hand, and felt the pointy nipple on his palm.

''Mmm…'' Azura closed her eyes, put her arms over Ichiro's head, and pulled him closer.

*Zip*

With his right hand, Ichiro unzipped the pants and revealed his manhood that was standing proudly.

Azura moved her hands towards her groin and took off her pants and panties with a quick movement.

Like she had already gotten used to doing it from countless times they had wrestling matches before going to sleep.

Ichiro separated their lips and watched how Azura used her soft hand to guide his manhood towards her honeypot.

''Mmm…'' Azura bit her lip once the manhood was slowly inserted inside her body.

Ichiro grabbed the two pillows tightly and moved his hips forwards.

''Ahhh…'' Azura let out a heavenly moan that instantly made Ichiro's manhood rock hard.

She could feel how his manhood stirred a storm inside her, leaving a sloppy mess behind.

Soon, the manhood reached the end of the cave.

''Ahhh…'' Azura grabbed her breasts and played with them while Ichiro started thrusting.

In and out.

*Pak*

His hips collided with her soft buttocks, which trembled under his mighty thrusts.

''Ahhh… So good!'' She started playing with her breasts even faster while a trail of saliva traveled down her chin.

''Haah… Haahhh…'' Ichiro moved his hips rapidly, and it was like when he had sex with Azura first time.

The tightness was otherworldly, and she felt how her insides kept coiling around his manhood, almost trying to suffocate it.

The curtains were tightly closed, making it impossible for anyone to see anything from the inside.

But, the thin layer of walls barely could hold Azura's heavenly moans inside.

The candle flickered, and in the walls could be seen how two shadows kept changing positions and kept clinging to each other like their lives depended on it.