Chen Yi x Xu Taiqing ⑦

Before Chen Yi could fully understand what those words meant, he felt his legs bend gently. His whole body tensed up, his toes curled up, and a soft whimper escaped his throat, but Xu Taiqing lowered his head and bit his lip, silencing the sound.

Chen Yi looks thin, but her thighs are quite fleshy, which makes Xu Taiqing feel a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Chen Yi felt flustered from being strangled, yet an inexplicable heat crept up his spine. He tried to struggle, but his waist was tightly bound, and he could only futilely sway his body.

"Don't move." Xu Taiqing bit his earlobe, his voice hoarse. "If you move again... you'll suffer."

Chen Yi didn't move, her eyelashes were slightly damp, and she stared ahead with a hazy look in her eyes.

Xu Taiqing pinched his face and turned it in another direction, "Look over there, look at what you look like now."

Chen Yi was forced to turn her head, and her gaze met the full-length mirror next to the wardrobe.

He saw himself in the mirror wearing a black halter dress, the neckline pulled loose, the thin straps slipping down to his arms. He was half-lying on Xu Taiqing's lap, his waist pressed down tightly, his neck forced back, its slender lines stretched taut.

"How is it?" Xu Taiqing's breath hit his ear.

Chen Yi felt a burning sensation all over her body from the sight in the mirror. She abruptly closed her eyes, trying to avoid the embarrassing scene, but Xu Taiqing grabbed her chin and forced her to open her eyes: "Open them. See for yourself who did this to you."

A wave of shame washed over Chen Yi. She bit her lower lip, her mind filled with only one thought: Just a little longer, just a little longer. If she could endure this, it would all be over.

Xu Taiqing seemed to see through his thoughts, and said in a teasing tone, "Don't try to fool me. I said you have to do it until I'm satisfied. If it's not good today, we'll continue tomorrow. If it's still not good tomorrow, we'll continue the day after tomorrow."

Chen Yi suddenly turned his head and met Xu Taiqing's unfathomable eyes.

Chen Yi's eyes were bright, glistening with moisture, making one's heart itch with desire.

Xu Taiqing chuckled softly and leaned over to kiss him on the lips.

“From now on,” he said in a low voice, his breath mingling with theirs, barely escaping from between his teeth, “please take good care of me.”

--over--