The Empathic Statue That Stole the Divine Beauty

Zhi Yexue's divine statue was stolen.

One night, he discovered that he could feel what the statue felt.

Heat, warmth. The body temperature of a mortal.

And incessant murmuring in his ear.

He Lian Dang once thought the boldest thing he'd ever done was sneak into the temple under cover of darkness, steal the statue from behind the shrine, take it home, kiss it, and confess his love to it.

He had pessimistically thought that even if a bolt of lightning struck him dead, he would have no regrets.

Until

The statue came to life and slapped him.

[Naturally seductive god x lovesick worshipper]

Please note:

1. This is an unapologetically fetish-driven story! Purely for the kink! The bottom gets slapped, and the top is the kind who enjoys it (lovesick worshipper warning)! Please, please, please make sure you haven't picked the wrong story!! I don't want to shock anyone!! Thanks to Jian Ci for the cover. The little text on it perfectly captures the essence of this story!

2. The bottom is the son statue in a mother-and-son pair of gods. He benefits from the offerings made to the mother statue, but isn't worshipped directly, so he feels rather lukewarm toward humans.

3. To be added

Theme: Good boy, does your hand hurt?