Her hands worked the base in alternating strokes while her mouth took the upper length. Each pass grew wetter. Saliva gathered at the corners of her lips. Xu’s fingers combed through her hair, then tightened lightly.
"Deeper."
Qing’er breathed through her nose and obeyed. The head reached the back of her mouth.
"Ngh..."
She paused. Then pushed farther. gulk.
"Ghhk...!"
Her throat resisted. Xu held her there only for a heartbeat before easing his hand enough for her to pull back. Qing’er came off him coughing softly.
"Kh... h-hah..."
A strand of saliva hung from her lower lip to his cock. Xu stroked the top of her head.
"Again."
Qing’er swallowed. gulp.
"Yes... Young Master."
She took him again. This time she used a hand to guide the angle while the other stroked him. Her lips descended farther. slurp.
"Mmh..."
gulk.ghk.
"Ghk... ngh..."
Xu’s jaw tightened. He let out a low groan.
"That’s it."
Qing’er looked up at him with watering eyes and forced herself another little distance down. ggk.
"Nnnh...!"
Her throat squeezed around the head. Pleasure hit Xu sharply enough that his fingers tightened in her hair.
"Fuck..."
Qing’er made a small, muffled sound around him.
"Mmmph..."
Xu pulled her back before she lost the rhythm. She gasped for air, then immediately kissed the head. slurp.
"Young Master..."
"You learn fast."
Her dimples threatened to appear despite what she was doing.
"Qing’er wants to serve Young Master well."
"Then show me."
She did. Her hand twisted along the base while her mouth worked faster. Tongue. Lips. Throat. Back again. slurp. slurp.
"Mmh... ngh..."
Xu watched the soft roundness of her cheeks hollow around him. His breathing deepened. Qing’er looked up at him and redoubled her effort. gulk.
"Ghhk...!"
She pulled off just long enough to breathe.
"Hah... Young Master..."
"Again."
"Mm... yes."
Her mouth sank down. slurp.ggk.
"Nnhh... mmph..."
The pressure built fast now. Xu’s abdomen tightened. His hips shifted against the bed before he stilled them. A warning pulse ran through his cock. Qing’er’s eyes lifted. Xu held her gaze.
"Take it."
She pushed deeper. gulk!
"Ghh—!"
Xu came. His cock pulsed in her throat. spurt. Qing’er’s eyes widened. Another thick burst filled her mouth faster than she could swallow. spurt... spurt.
"Mmph—!"
Her cheeks tensed. White semen threatened the seal of her lips. Xu’s hand held the back of her head steady.
"Don’t let even a drop spill out of your mouth, Qing’er."
She made a strained sound.
"Nnh...!"
gulp. Her throat worked. Xu was still pulsing.
"Good... good. Keep going." His voice roughened. "Use your throat. Squeeze my cock with it."
Qing’er obeyed through another difficult swallow. gulk.
"Ghk... mmh..."
Her throat tightened around him. Xu groaned.
"Ahh... yes."
Another swallow. gulp. Then another. gulp. Qing’er held him until the last contraction faded. Only then did Xu loosen his hand. She pulled away slowly. slurp. A wet gasp escaped her.
"Hah... ah..."
Her lips were swollen and shining. Qing’er swallowed again, sat back on her heels, and opened her mouth wide for him without being asked.
Empty.
Xu caught both her cheeks in his palm, gently compressing them while he looked. Qing’er’s eyes lowered in embarrassment.
"Good girl."
"Mmh..."
His cock remained hard between them. Qing’er glanced down. Then back up. Her expression was almost comically helpless. Xu smiled.
"Qing’er. Didn’t I already tell you that you can call me Tianlong? Why do you still keep calling me Young Master?"
Her mouth closed.
"I..."
Xu released her cheeks and slid his hand into her hair instead.
"I’m not forcing you. Call me that if you want."
Qing’er stared at his chest rather than his face.
"I... I’m not used to it yet, Y-Young—... Tianlong." The last word came out painfully careful. "I’ll try."
"Use whatever feels comfortable."
Her eyes lifted.
"Thank you... T-Tianlong."
Xu smiled. His palm came down on her ass. slap!
"Ahhn!"
Qing’er jolted forward, catching herself against his thigh.
"All right." Xu squeezed the cheek he’d just struck. "Time to enjoy that plump ass and pussy of yours."
Her face went scarlet again.
"T-Tianlong..."
"Up."
Qing’er rose.
Xu stripped off his loosened robe and trousers and dropped them beside the bed. Qing’er reached for the bamboo pin. He took it from her fingers, set it on the low table, then pulled the sash of her pale inner robe loose.
The fabric opened slowly. Her heavy breasts came free first, soft weight settling naturally when the robe slipped from her shoulders. Qing’er instinctively started to bring an arm across herself. Xu caught her wrist.
"No."
She froze. Then, blushing hard, she let her arm fall.
"Yes..."
Xu drew her onto the bed and laid her on her back. Her loosened robe gathered beneath her before he pulled it free and tossed it toward the foot of the bed.
Qing’er lay naked under the warm lamplight. She still looked shy enough to hide. Her thighs had already parted slightly. Xu lowered his head to her breast. His mouth closed over her nipple. slurp.
"Ah...!"
Qing’er’s back lifted from the bedding. Xu sucked harder.
"Mmh... Tianlong... ngh..."
His hand caught her other breast and kneaded the heavy softness. The nipple hardened against his palm. He rolled it between finger and thumb.
"Ahhn...!"
Then pinched.
"Nghh...!"
Qing’er’s legs opened another fraction. Xu released the nipple in his mouth with a wet sound and slapped the breast in his hand. slap!
"Ah!"
The soft flesh bounced. Her eyes flew to his. Xu smiled.
"Sensitive?"
"M-Mm... yes."
He slapped the other breast. slap!
"Ahhn...!"
Qing’er bit her lower lip. Xu caught the lip with his thumb and pulled it free from her teeth.
"Don’t hide the sounds."
Her breathing shook.
"Yes... Tianlong."
He kissed down between her breasts, over her stomach, then lower. Qing’er’s fingers twisted into the bedding. Xu spread her knees farther. She looked away.
"Look at me."
Her eyes returned immediately. Xu ran his thumb along the inside of her thigh until he reached the swollen outer lips of her pussy. She shivered.
"Mmh..."
"Show me your pussy."
Qing’er’s breath caught. Her face was already red, but she obeyed. Both hands moved down. Her fingers touched herself with obvious embarrassment and slowly spread the soft, plump folds open for him. Wetness shone between them.
Xu’s cock twitched.
"Good."
Qing’er swallowed.
"T-Tianlong..."
He lowered his mouth. His tongue dragged from her entrance to her clit. slurp.
"Ahhn!"
Her legs jerked. Xu held her thigh down and licked again. slurp...
"Ngh... mmh... ah..."
He sucked her clit into his mouth.
"Ahh—! Tianlong!"
Her fingers left her pussy and flew into his hair. Xu pushed 2 fingers into her. squelch.
"Nghh...!"
He curled them. Qing’er’s hips jumped.
"Ah... ahhn... there..."
Xu kept his tongue on her clit while his fingers began to work. squelch. squelch.
"Mmh... ngh... ah... Tianlong..."
Her thighs tightened around his shoulders. He pushed them apart again.
"Keep them open."
"Y-Yes..."
His fingers drove deeper. squelch.
"Ahhn!"
Qing’er’s breathing turned quick and shallow. Xu pinched her clit lightly between thumb and forefinger. Her whole body jolted.
"Nghh—!"
He rubbed it, then went back to using his tongue. slurp.
"Ah... ah... ahhn... Tianlong... I..."
Xu’s fingers curled again. Qing’er’s eyes squeezed shut.
"Mmh... I’m... ah..."
He sucked hard. She broke.
"Ahhnn...! Tianlong!"
squirt! Warm fluid sprayed across his hand and lower face. Qing’er’s hips bucked despite his grip.
"Ngh... ah... ahh...!"
Her pussy clenched around his fingers in rapid pulses. Xu kept them inside until the contractions slowed. Then he withdrew. squelch. Qing’er stared at him through unfocused eyes.
"Hah... mmh..."
Xu wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and climbed over her. She looked down between their bodies. His cock was still hard.
Very hard.
"Tianlong..."
"Yes Qing’er?"
Qing’er swallowed. "You really... don’t get tired."
"You knew that already."
"I..Knowing and seeing are different."
That was sensible enough that Xu laughed.
He settled between her thighs and lifted them higher, folding her legs back without forcing her hips off the bed. His left hand stayed under her thigh to keep the angle. Her lower back remained supported by the bedding.
Qing’er watched him take his cock in hand. Xu rubbed the thick head through her wet folds. squelch...
"Mmh..."
He dragged it over her clit.
"Ah...!"
Again.
"Ngh... Tianlong..."
Xu looked down at the swollen softness around his cock.
"Your ass and breasts are so plump, Qing’er." He rubbed the head slowly over her entrance. "Even your pussy is this full. I like rubbing my cock over it."
Qing’er covered part of her face with her hand.
"Don’t say it while looking so closely..."
"Why not?"
"Because... because it’s embarrassing."
"You showed it to me when I told you to."
"Tha..That’s..different."
"How?"
Qing’er opened her mouth. Nothing came out. Xu smiled.
"Thought so."
"Tianlong..."
He pressed the head against her entrance. Her complaint died.
"Mmh..."
Xu entered slowly. The first thick stretch pulled a gasp from her.
"Ah... ngh..."
He gave her body time to open around him, then pushed deeper. squelch.
"Mmh... ahhn..."
Her hands caught his forearms. More of him disappeared into her. The pressure inside her sharpened.
"Ngh... Tianlong... so... big..."
"Relax."
Qing’er breathed out. Her thighs loosened a fraction. Xu pressed farther. He felt the point where her body simply had no more room. There was still length outside her.
Qing’er’s eyes widened as the head drove into the deepest pressure her body could take.
"A-Ahhn...!"
She went rigid. Xu stopped. For a moment, neither moved. Qing’er breathed in tiny, shaking pulls.
"It... it feels like you’re touching my womb..."
The words came out dazed. Xu’s own jaw tightened at the pressure around him. Her pussy squeezed, loosened, then squeezed again.
A strong drawing contraction ran along his cock, hot walls gripping as though they wanted to pull more of him in even when there was nowhere for it to go. Xu exhaled roughly.
"Ah... so soft. Feels so fucking good." His hand tightened under her thigh. "Your pussy squeezes and sucks my cock so well."
Qing’er whimpered.
"Ngh... T-Tianlong..."
He withdrew several inches. Wet heat dragged along him. Then he thrust back in. clap!
"Ahhn!"
The bed shifted against the wall. Xu pulled back and drove again. squelch. clap!
"Ngh... ah...!"
Qing’er’s breasts bounced with the impact. The first strokes stayed controlled. Her grip on his forearms slowly loosened. Then her hips began to answer. A small push upward met him. Xu noticed. He increased the pace. clap. clap.
"Ah... ahhn... Tianlong..."
His left hand kept her thigh high. His right closed around a heavy breast. He squeezed.
"Mmh...!"
His thumb rolled the nipple. Then pinched.
"Nghh... ah!"
Xu thrust deeper. squelch.
"Ahhn!"
Qing’er’s pussy clenched hard around him.
"There. Do that again."
She tried. The contraction came weaker.
"I... I don’t know how..."
"Then learn."
Xu drove into her. clap!
"Ah!"
Qing’er squeezed reflexively.
"Like that."
"Mmh..."
Another stroke. clap.
"Ngh...!"
Her pussy tightened again. Xu groaned.
"Good girl."
His right hand left her breast and slid down between them. His thumb found her clit. Qing’er’s hips jerked.
"Ahhn...!"
"Good girl, Qing’er. You’re serving me well."
Her eyes fluttered.
"Y-Young Master..."
The old title slipped out before she seemed to notice. Xu didn’t correct her. He rubbed her clit in a tight circle while his hips kept the rhythm. clap. squelch. clap.
"Ah... mmh... ngh... Young Master...!"
Her breathing broke apart. Xu drove deeper. The head pressed into that same impossible-feeling depth.
"Ahhn—!"
Qing’er’s nails dug lightly into his arm.
"So deep... ngh..."
"Take it."
"Mmh... yes..."
His pace sharpened. clap! clap! clap!
"Ah! Ahhn! Ngh...!"
Qing’er’s hips began pushing up harder now, no longer accidental. Her pussy clenched around each inward stroke. Xu bent over and bit lightly at the upper curve of her breast, then sucked the nipple hard. slurp.
"Ahhn! Young Master!"
He slapped the other breast. slap!
"Nghh...!"
Her body jerked. The movement drove him deeper. Qing’er cried out.
"Ah... ah... I’m..."
Xu’s thumb returned to her clit.
"Come."
"Ngh... Tianlong... I... ahhn..."
Her pussy locked around him.
"Ahh—!"
Her back arched. A wave of contractions squeezed his cock from base to head.
"Nghnn...!"
Wetness flooded around him. Xu slowed only enough to feel it. Qing’er trembled beneath him, eyes squeezed shut, lips parted around broken little breaths.
"Mmh... ah... ah..."
When the worst of the contractions passed, she opened her eyes. Xu was still moving. Her dazed expression sharpened with surprise.
"You’re... still..."
"I told you."
"Mmh..."
He kissed her before she could finish. Qing’er moaned into his mouth.
"Nnh... mmh..."
Xu’s hips began hitting harder. clap. clap. clap. Her breasts bounced between them. He caught a breast in his palm, squeezed, then pinched the nipple until she cried into the kiss.
"Nghh!"
Xu broke away.
"Tell me, Qing’er. Who do you belong to?"
She stared up at him, breathing hard.
"Y-Young Master..."
He thrust deep. clap!
"Ahhn!"
"Who?"
Qing’er’s whole body shook.
"You...! I belong to you, Young Master... ah... only you...!"
Xu’s mouth curved.
"Good."
He drove her into the bedding. The rhythm turned rough. clap! clap!
"Ah! Ngh... ahhn...!"
squelch. clap!
"Young Master... ah...!"
Xu’s own pleasure climbed hard now. Her pussy kept tightening around him in hungry little pulls that seemed to follow every retreat. He groaned.
"Fuck... Qing’er."
Her eyes widened faintly at the sound from him. Then she smiled.
Barely.
Xu caught the tiny, pleased curve before it vanished.
"Enjoying that?"
"M-Maybe..."
He drove deep enough to erase the smile into a cry. clap!
"Ahhn!"
"Still maybe?"
"N-No... I mean... ngh... yes...!"
Xu laughed. His thumb worked her clit faster. Qing’er’s hips bucked.
"Ah... ah... Tianlong...!"
He kept the pace merciless. clap. clap. clap.
"Ngh... mmh... ahhn..."
Her pussy began to flutter. Xu felt it immediately.
"Again?"
Qing’er shook her head as if denying it could stop it.
"I... I don’t... ah..."
The next thrust hit deep.
"Ahhn!"
Her words vanished. Xu rubbed her clit and drove again. squelch. clap!
"Nghnn... Young Master...!"
Qing’er came hard. squirt! Fluid burst between them, splashing Xu’s lower stomach and thighs.
"Ahh! Ahhn...!"
Her pussy contracted violently around him, loosened, then seized him again in hard pulses. Xu’s breath came rough.
"That’s it. Squeeze me."
"Ngh... ah... I..."
Qing’er was trembling now. Her legs shook in his grip. Xu didn’t stop. clap. clap.
"Ah... ah...!"
Her voice broke higher.
"Young... Mas... Master... I... I can’t take any more..."
But even as she said it, her hips lifted to meet the next stroke. Her pussy squeezed him on the way in. He caught her chin with his right hand for a heartbeat.
"Look at me."
Qing’er’s wet eyes found his.
"Mmh..."
"Good girl."
Her lips trembled. Xu thrust. clap!
"Ahhn!"
Pleasure tore through him. He drove deep and stayed there.
"Qing’er..."
His cock pulsed. spurt. Hot semen filled her. Qing’er’s eyes widened.
"Ahh... inside...!"
spurt... spurt. More followed, thick and hot, trapped deep by the tight seal of her pussy around him.
"Ngh... Young Master... mmh..."
Her walls kept contracting, milking at him through each pulse. Xu groaned and pressed his forehead briefly to hers.
"Fuck..."
The last contraction faded. Qing’er lay beneath him, breathing in ragged little pulls. Xu was still hard. Her gaze drifted down between them.
"Again...?"
"Again."
Her eyes closed, and a tiny, exhausted laugh escaped her.
"Mmh... Young Master is unfair."
Xu kissed her forehead. Then he withdrew. squelch.
A heavy spill of semen followed his cock out, running over her swollen folds and down onto the sheet. Mixed through the white was a thin red streak where the rough friction had left the tender entrance slightly raw.
Qing’er flinched when cooler air touched her.
"Ngh..."
Xu glanced down once, then took her hips.
"Turn over."
Qing’er obeyed slowly. She got onto her knees near the middle of the bed, then lowered her chest and forearms to the bedding. Her thighs were already trembling, so the mattress carried most of her weight.
Her hips remained raised. Xu moved behind her. His left hand settled on her left hip. His right squeezed the full curve of her ass. Qing’er made a weak sound into the bedding.
"Mmh..."
"Still plump."
"Young Master..."
His palm landed. slap!
"Ah!"
A red print bloomed across the soft cheek. Her pussy clenched visibly. Xu smiled.
"You like that."
"Mmh... yes..."
Another slap. slap!
"Ahhn!"
Qing’er’s hips pushed back without being told. Xu rubbed his cock through the mixture of her wetness and his semen. squelch... She shivered.
"Ngh..."
He guided the head to her entrance.
"Push back."
Qing’er did. Xu drove forward at the same time. squelch!
"Ahh—!"
Her body opened around him again, already loose with wetness yet still gripping hard as the thick shaft filled her. He stopped before forcing the last length. Qing’er buried her face in the bedding.
"Mmh... so full..."
Xu rolled his hips slowly. Her pussy sucked at him.
"Ngh... ah..."
"There it is again."
His right hand kneaded her ass.
"Your pussy really doesn’t want to let my cock go."
Qing’er made a breathless sound that might have been a laugh.
"It... mmh... likes Young Master too much..."
"Good answer."
He slapped her ass. slap!
"Ahhn!"
Then he started moving. clap.
"Ngh..."
clap. clap.
"Ah... ahhn..."
The angle drove him deep with less effort. Qing’er’s fingers curled into the sheet. Xu’s left hand kept her hip steady while his right alternated between squeezing and striking her ass. slap!
"Ah!"
clap. squelch.
"Mmh... Young Master..."
Her hips pushed back into him. Weakly at first. Then with more intent. Xu let her find a rhythm for several strokes. clap... clap...
"Ngh... ah..."
Her ass met his hips each time. He increased the pace. clap! clap! clap!
"Ahhn! Ah... ngh...!"
Qing’er’s moans became muffled against the bedding. Xu caught a handful of her hair near the nape and lifted her head enough to free her mouth.
"Let me hear you."
"Y-Yes... Young Master... ah...!"
clap!
"Nghh!"
He leaned over her. His right hand came around and caught a breast from beneath. The heavy flesh filled his palm. He squeezed.
"Mmh...!"
Pinched the nipple.
"Ahhn!"
Then let go and slapped her ass again when he straightened. slap!
"Ah!"
Qing’er’s pussy tightened so hard that Xu had to slow in the middle of a stroke.
"Fuck..."
"Mmh... did... did Qing’er do well...?"
"Very."
Xu drove in. clap!
"Ahhn!"
"Keep squeezing me like that."
"Y-Yes..."
She tried deliberately now. Her inner walls tightened around him as he pulled back. Xu groaned.
"Again."
Qing’er squeezed.
"Mmh..."
He thrust. squelch. clap!
"Ah!"
Her contraction broke under the impact, then returned even tighter. Xu’s pleasure climbed.
"Good girl."
Qing’er’s hips pushed back.
"Mmh... Young Master..."
He slapped her ass. slap!
"Ahhn!"
The pace turned brutal again. clap! clap! clap!
"Ah... ah... ahhn...!"
squelch.
"Nghh...!"
Xu drove to the deepest point her body allowed. From this angle, the pressure made Qing’er’s whole back tense.
"A-Ah... womb... it feels like... ngh...!"
"Take it."
"Mmh... yes..."
His hand closed around her hip harder. clap!
"Ahhn!"
Qing’er’s body started shaking again. Her knees slid wider on the wet sheet. Xu kept her hips raised.
"Don’t collapse yet."
"Trying... ah... I’m trying..."
clap. clap.
"Ngh... mmh..."
Her pussy began pulsing around him. Xu felt the warning.
"Already?"
Qing’er couldn’t answer.
"Ah... ah...!"
He slapped her ass. slap!
"Ahhn—!"
Qing’er came again. squirt! Fluid sprayed down over Xu’s thighs and the already-soaked sheet.
"Nghnn...! Young Master...!"
Her arms nearly folded. Xu’s left hand locked around her waist and kept her hips up. She shook around his cock.
"Ah... ah... mmh..."
Her pussy squeezed in long, rolling contractions. Xu kept moving through them. clap. clap.
"Ahhn...!"
Qing’er whimpered.
"Still... still coming..."
"I can feel it."
"Ngh..."
Xu leaned over her again, caught her breast, and rolled the swollen nipple between his fingers.
"Ah!"
He pinched.
"Nghh... Young Master...!"
The stimulation tipped her from a fading wave into another rising surge before she’d fully recovered. Qing’er’s eyes went wide. Her hips pushed back into him. Xu drove forward. clap!
"Ahhn!"
"What was that?"
"I... I don’t know..."
"Then stop pushing back."
Qing’er tried. For a stroke. On the next retreat, her hips followed him again. Xu laughed low.
"Thought so."
"Tianlong..."
The name came out small and embarrassed. Xu’s expression changed. He liked hearing it from her more than he expected.
"Say it again."
Qing’er turned her flushed face enough to glance back.
"T-Tianlong..."
Xu slammed into her. clap!
"Ahhn!"
"Again."
"Tianlong... ngh...!"
His right palm struck her ass. slap!
"Ah!"
Her pussy clenched violently. Xu groaned.
"Good girl."
He drove harder. clap! clap! clap!
"Ah... ahhn... Tianlong...!"
Qing’er’s voice broke apart.
"Ngh... mmh... I... again...!"
Her body seized. squirt!
"Ahhh—!"
Another climax hit before the previous tremors had fully left her. Wetness sprayed again. Qing’er’s thighs shook so hard her knees slipped. Xu caught her waist and held her up.
"Nghnn... ah... ah...!"
Her pussy clamped around his cock, released, then clamped again in rapid hungry pulses. Xu’s control finally thinned.
"Ah... Qing’er..."
He thrust deep. clap! She cried his name.
"Tianlong!"
Xu buried himself as far as her body could actually take him and came. spurt! Qing’er gasped.
"Ahh...!"
His cock pulsed hard inside her. spurt... sprutt... More semen flooded into the already-wet heat, forcing a white leak around the sides of his shaft even before he finished. Qing’er’s pussy kept squeezing him through every pulse.
"Mmh... inside... so much... ngh..."
Xu held her hips until the last contraction passed. Then he stayed there for several breaths, chest rising behind her, his hand spread over her waist. Qing’er sagged into the bedding.
"Hah... ah..."
Her legs lay slack on the wet bedding. Xu finally withdrew. squelch.
A heavy stream of semen spilled from her immediately, mixing with her release and the earlier white mess across the inside of her thighs. A faint red thread followed. Qing’er gave a tiny exhausted sound.
"Mmh..."
Xu turned her gently onto her side, then onto her back. She didn’t resist. She barely helped. Her hair stuck to her damp forehead. Her cheeks were flushed deep pink. Her chest rose and fell quickly.
Xu lay down beside her. Qing’er stared at him for a moment. Then her gaze dropped. His cock was still hard. She looked personally betrayed. Xu laughed.
"Don’t worry. I’m done."
"You... you should have said that before I looked."
"Why?"
Xu laughed harder. Qing’er tried to pout and failed because she was too tired.
"Young Master is still teasing me..."
Xu touched her cheek. Qing’er’s expression softened under his thumb.
"Mm... Tianlong."
He pulled her against his left side. She came, almost collapsing across his chest. Her thigh rested over his leg. Her arm circled his waist. They stayed naked.
The sheets beneath them were wet and warm. Neither of them moved to do anything about it. Xu stroked Qing’er’s hair away from her face. Her eyes closed.
"Mmh..."
His other hand wandered down her back and settled on her ass. He squeezed lazily. Qing’er made a weak protesting noise.
"Ngh... Tianlong..."
"Yes, my little Qing’er?"
"Still... touching..."
"Sleep, Qing’er."
She opened an eye.
"That’s unfair..."
Xu kneaded the soft cheek again.
"Still plump."
Qing’er buried her face in his chest.
"Please stop saying that..."
"No."
"Mmh..."
His hand moved up, cupping her breast. The nipple was swollen and sensitive under his thumb. He rolled it lightly. Qing’er shivered.
"Ngh..."
"Too much?"
"A little..."
Xu gentled the touch without removing his hand. Qing’er’s breathing slowly settled. After a while, she whispered, "Tianlong?"
"I’m happy."
Xu looked down at her. Qing’er didn’t lift her face.
"That’s all," she murmured. "I just wanted to say it."
Xu kissed the top of her head. Then her forehead. Qing’er tipped her face up on instinct. He kissed her mouth softly.
"Mmh..."
When he pulled back, she smiled.
Dimples.
"Good night... Tianlong."
"Sleep, Qing’er."
Her eyes closed. Xu kept an arm around her and his other hand resting over the soft curve of her breast. Within minutes, her breathing deepened. The guest courtyard outside had gone completely still.
Han Zhihao and the tournament could wait until morning. Xu closed his eyes.
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