112｜（111）Extra Chapter 2: Holding Up Her Own Breasts (Slightly H)
Speaking of climbing.
Xie Qingyan's first thought was of the kittens commonly seen on Lingquan Mountain. In spring, when the peach blossoms were in full bloom on Lingquan Mountain, the sun was warm, and the mountain would be full of tourists admiring the flowers, which would also attract many stray cats. They were colorful, cute, unafraid of strangers, and bold.
As you walk along, it will meow and beg for food. Once it gets a bite, it will turn its back on you and run away in a flash, impossible to catch. Occasionally, one or two cats with a good temperament will be lured with cat treats and allowed to roll over and let you pet their bellies, which is already a great favor.
Even after the food is thrown, it still carries it away.
They're used to being wild and unruly, they don't remember people, and they can't be tamed.
They leap and bound among the colorful shadows, their limbs agile and nimble, and they are frequent subjects in Xie Qingyan's sketches.
So, how do they walk?
How can a person imitate?
Thighs bent, knees touching the ground…
Xie Qingyan's room was covered with a thick wool carpet with fine, short fibers that were comfortable and soft, making it less uncomfortable for her knees to kneel, or at least not painful.
The physical sensations faded, but the mental ones intensified, and she felt especially ashamed, for she had never...crawled in front of Su Xingmao before.
With my hands supporting me in front of me, a wisp of fine hair gently brushes against the back of my hands. It's so ticklish, and it's not just on my hands.
She took a deep breath.
Under the scrutinizing gaze of the boy, Xie Qingyan moved slowly and laboriously, crawling forward step by step using an unfamiliar method.
This posture, with all four limbs on the ground, abandoning the legs and reverting to humanity's most primitive animal form, always carries a certain sense of humiliation.
Coupled with her overly sexy attire, her upper body bent down, and with each step she took on her knees, her breasts swayed from side to side, like water dumplings, bouncing violently.
Her long, black hair was draped over the ground, revealing her thin back and large expanses of fair skin, which swayed gently along with the cat tail attached to her underwear.
Xie Qingyan dared not think about what she looked like in Su Xingmao's eyes.
How would he feel?
Do you think she's pretty? Excited? Awesome? Or do you think she's promiscuous...?
My mind was racing with wild thoughts, and my body, fueled by these imaginings, was secretly aroused, burning hot, and my lower body was dripping wet.
Su Xingmao leaned quietly against the sofa, looking down at her silently with a detached expression.
I can't guess their likes or dislikes.
Xie Qingyan bit her lip.
He was the one who gave the order.
And then he didn't say anything.
Xie Qingyan was unhappy. She threw a tantrum, stopped where she was, and glared at him resentfully.
Don't you all know how to praise her? Heaven knows how much courage it took for her to dress like that.
For the sake of his birthday, I still listen to him so obediently, shamelessly crawling...
He actually dared to remain silent!
She stopped.
"kitten?"
Finally, he spoke.
A flat tone.
They were still quite a distance apart.
The shimmering light and shadows hung on his face, like a veil, a hazy filter.
Did I tell you to stop?
Xie Qingyan coldly turned her face away, and she was best at being unreasonable: "You told me to climb, so I climbed. You didn't say how far to climb. Climbing one centimeter is still climbing."
She's really good at cheating.
Su Xingmao was silent for a moment, then modified the command: "Crawl over here and come to me."
"It's too late." Xie Qingyan snorted, threatening to go on strike. "I don't want to climb anymore."
"reason?"
My gaze fell on her knees; their color was healthy.
He was worried that she was upset.
Xie Qingyan pretended to be deaf and dumb, lowered his head and played with his hair, ignoring everyone.
Oh, it doesn't seem so.
The proud cat, making him guess again.
This is my specialty.
"Is it because the kitten wasn't praised?"
He guessed that she was always right.
The person gazing at her suddenly softened their gaze, a look of admiration and affection, almost infatuated, and slowly, with tenderness that seemed to flow from a well, smiled at her and patiently encouraged her.
They say the way the kitten crawls is beautiful and seductive, like a female kitten in heat.
The pronunciation sounds very mechanical.
Then I asked her, "Is that right? You only crawl over when you hear your owner say that, is that it?"
Xie Qingyan didn't want to pay him any attention.
But then she heard the clicking sound of a belt, and she instinctively turned her head to look in that direction.
Under the mint-colored starry sky lamp, those slender, pale hands slowly unbuckled their belts, placed them on the table, and then grasped the equally beautiful genitals.
As expected, it was firm and large, a light pinkish-red color, with the coronal swelled and red.
The boy remained calm.
His penis was lazily encircled by her finger bones, not squeezed too tightly, and casually moved up and down against her, with small movements. The blue-purple veins on the back of his hand subtly undulated with the movement, incredibly alluring.
She was certain he was seducing her too.
"Speak," he said with a faint smile. "Is the kitten in heat?"
"Hmm...yes..." The reply was very soft. Xie Qingyan's little hole was soaking wet. The already exposed opening was almost dripping with water. His knees were already moving towards him.
His tone suddenly turned cold.
"Then crawl over here."
This time, Xie Qingyan climbed more familiarly, lowered her waist, and raised her buttocks. They weren't too high, but you could see their full and rounded curves. With each step, those two peach-like curves rose and fell gently.
The short distance she walked felt like an eternity; every second was agonizing and unbearable.
I finally reached him, just one step away.
Xie Qingyan hadn't even had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.
Su Xingmao bent down, and the thin chain around Xie Qingyan's neck was pulled up. Xie Qingyan's throat tightened, and he was forced to raise his head high.
She watched as he wiped his fingers clean with a wet tissue, picked up a dollop of cream, and put two fingers into her mouth, the sweet blueberry flavor melting on her taste buds.
"Delicious?" he asked.
Xie Qingyan nodded hesitantly and sucked on his finger.
Can a kitten feed its owner?
Xie Qingyan thought he was going to kiss her, so she opened her mouth wide and, while exhaling, used her tongue to hook the unswallowed cream and show it to him.
The painting is very tempting, with a rosy tongue and creamy white cream, making one's mouth water and giving one a strong appetite.
He withdrew his finger, lowered his head, and took her tongue into his mouth, sucking hard. The sweetness filled his mouth, and he nodded: "The kitten is indeed very sweet."
Su Xingmao rarely eats sweets and doesn't understand people's love for desserts, but when she snatches them from her mouth, the cream melts softly on her tongue, blending with her saliva to form a sweet syrup. The taste is refreshing and delicious, leaving a lingering aftertaste.
A sudden chill ran down her chest as the cat paw breast tape was peeled off. A large hand brought a clump of cream that slid down her breasts and onto her wet inner thighs, covering them with blue-purple and milky-white cream.
"The kitten that climbed over here is very good, a good child." Su Xingmao stroked her head, then placed his cream-stained palm back to her lips and commanded in a deep voice, "Lick it clean."
This time, he waited for her to take the initiative.
Xie Qingyan had no time to care about her soiled body.
She stared at the exquisite hands before her, covered in sticky cream. They were beautiful, white and slender, each strand distinct, perfect for writing poetry. The cream on them was merely an embellishment.
Xie Qingyan swallowed hard.
After waiting for a long time without any action from her, Zhigu lost patience.
His inherent dominance took hold of him. He pried open her teeth with his fingers, and Xie Qingyan tried to block it, but his knuckles were already pushing against her teeth, forcefully inserting his fingers into her mouth. She had no choice but to open her mouth and stick out her tongue.
The cream was stuck in my throat, making it a little hard to swallow.
"lick."
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xie Qingyan thought angrily, and opened her mouth to bite down.
The boy hissed, grabbed her chin with his other hand, and laughed, "So, the kitten has learned to bite?"
She replied matter-of-factly, "Who told you to rush me?"
He then returned to his calm demeanor: "Alright, no need to rush the kitten, can you lick it now?"
Xie Qingyan thought to herself, if she hadn't boasted beforehand that she would do anything, she wouldn't have agreed.
The girl stuck out her tongue and carefully licked his palm. The soft, wet touch lingered intimately, from his wrist to between his fingers.
The constellation of the Rabbit (宿星卯) had an erratic breathing pattern, and its eyes were dim and unclear.
His palms were not sexual organs, yet he felt pleasure as they were sucked by that soft, wet tongue, which held his fingertips in its mouth. A vague, subtle pleasure, like a spark, spread rapidly from his fingertips, burning straight to his heart, making his body feel like it was boiling.
It was as if she wasn't biting his finger, but his entire heart.
Xie Qingyan's mouth was filled with the boy's fingers, and also filled with sweet fragrance.
His tongue sucked on the slender finger bones, from clumsy to skillful. As more cream was swallowed, his hand was cleaned up, leaving only silvery saliva, which stretched into long strands and hung between the girl's lips and Su Xingmao's fingers.
Su Xingmao kissed her forehead, praised the kitten for doing a great job, and said that its owner would reward the obedient kitten.
The air was sweet and warm, and the sweet aroma of the cake wafted through the air.
Xie Qingyan's forehead was covered in sweat, and his body was getting hotter, as if he couldn't wait to expect a reward. His lower body became more and more wet, his clitoris was swollen and erect, and his labia were moving silently, as if he was longing for something.
With a dizzying sensation, Su Xingmao picked her up, and the two switched places. Xie Qingyan was pressed down on the sofa, but he was still staring at her, his eyes filled with deep desire: "The kitten just promised to feed me cake, right?"
Xie Qingyan caught a glimpse of the cream on his breasts out of the corner of her eye and could almost foresee what he was going to do... She covered her mouth in disbelief. What kind of reward was this?
He then used cutlery to place more cream, along with fruit fillings—pears, strawberries, and grapes—onto her, transforming her into a delicious cake.
"Please feed me with the kitten's body, okay?"
Su Xingmao looked down at her, his lust raging beneath his calm eyes.
"Now, hold up your breasts and let your master lick them obediently."
He needs her to be the birthday cake itself.
"Is it possible?"
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