The Hall of Earthly Wonders, Lord Jaku's private chamber.

Jaku lay sprawled across the spacious sofa, her cheeks flushed crimson as if painted by a brush dipped in rosewater. Her amethyst eyes shimmered with unshed tears and a dazed brilliance that spoke of surrender - to what exactly remained unclear even to herself. Labored breaths escaped through parted lips, each exhalation carrying tremors that set her petite frame quivering like autumn leaves caught in a storm.

Lin Luo's broad form loomed over her, his tongue tracing a path from the valley of her cleavage up past collarbone and jawline until it reached the sensitive peak where she gasped. His kisses left a trail across her torso before settling on that tender nub which now pulsed under his ministrations.

Jaku's fingers clawed at the carpet beneath them as one hand gripped Lin Luo's head, the other pressed against her own lips to muffle the sounds threatening to spill from deep within. Her ivory teeth bit down hard enough to draw blood from her pointer finger while her thighs clamped instinctively around his wandering hands.

The scent of arousal was thick in the air when his fingertips breached forbidden territory, coaxing a cry that was equal parts pain and pleasure. A pair of embroidered slippers tumbled unceremoniously across the floorboards as her body betrayed its earlier resistance entirely.

"Ah! Not there - no more..."

Her protests dissolved like mist as Lin Luo's tongue embarked on an aggressive campaign through the valley below, his movements relentless in their pursuit of conquest. The final fortress guarding her most vulnerable region was breached with a decisiveness that left Jaku utterly defenseless beneath him.

Just as victory seemed assured, the sound of hurried footsteps shattered the moment.

"What are you two doing?!"

The sudden intrusion sent both combatants into a panic - Lin Luo scrambled to retreat while Jaku snatched up her bathrobe in mortified disarray. The door stood wide open now, revealing an unassuming figure with wide eyes full of innocent curiosity.

"Are you playing games?" asked the newcomer, whose identity was immediately discernible even through the haze of their shared humiliation - this was none other than Kurumi Myōjin.

Lin Luo's erection vanished instantly as if snuffed out by a cold wind. Jaku, too, found her mind clear of fog only to be replaced by equal parts embarrassment and fury at her sister's unexpected appearance.

"Close combat training," Lin Luo offered lamely, his voice cracking under the weight of impending disaster.

The offer for Kurumi to join their "training session" resulted in three bodies tangled on the sofa - a chaotic tangle of limbs and rumpled clothing that ended abruptly when Lin Luo made a strategic retreat through the nearest window.

His escape was fortunate timing indeed - had he completed what began, he would now be burdened with the obligation of marriage to an elven princess whose name could shake the very foundations of Gensokyo itself.

Wandering the subterranean city streets later that evening, Lin Luo found himself surrounded by curious yokai watching him like a zoo exhibit. The ground-level humans might not have known it yet, but in these depths he was as much an exotic specimen as any caged beast.

The sudden appearance of Star Lotus - one of the four Demon Kings and a woman whose fondness for strong drink rivaled her appetite for violence - only confirmed his worst suspicions about being unwelcome. As she ambled toward him with a bottle in hand, her crimson horn glinting under dim lighting, Lin Luo knew this encounter would be anything but pleasant.

"Who the hell are you?" she demanded, swirling liquor between lips as bold and unapologetic as the curves that swayed beneath her gym-style uniform.

The air thickened with tension before either could speak again - a charged silence broken only by the distant echoes of Jaku's furious voice still echoing through the Hall above...