103 | (One Hundred and Two) They all dare to seduce me at school (slightly H)
He lifted her up with his palm, and Xie Qingyan, light as a feather, bounced in the air, getting even closer to him.
His handsome face pressed against hers, his smile gentle and refined, and he whispered, "Little cat, kiss me?"
"Open your mouth first," she commanded imperiously.
He smiled and readily complied, his thin lips parting to reveal his bright red tongue.
Xie Qingyan covered him and bit down, a tearing kiss.
Teeth grind against soft lips, tearing and biting repeatedly.
Like a small, unapproachable beast, on its first hunt, it was so excited that it couldn't control its strength, rubbing the pale lips of its prey until they were bright red, and then, with even more force, its teeth dug into the flesh, viciously piercing through.
She bit him without hesitation, making him bleed and feel pain: "Who told you to ignore me?"
Su Xingmao slightly closed his eyes and tilted his head back.
His broad, calloused hand stroked down her head, fingers spread wide, and he used a small comb to smooth her frizzy hair.
His gentle, lowered eyes held an infinitely tolerant gaze upon the mischievous girl in his arms.
It doesn't matter if it hurts from being bitten, or if your mouth is filled with the taste of rust.
Su Xingmao held the back of her neck and leaned in to kiss her back. Like the ocean embracing a stream, he accepted everything about her. Their tongues touched, their lips pressed together, even their teeth rubbing against each other. They were so close, their breaths mingling, their heartbeats resonating. For a moment, he felt they were one, not just physically connected, but their souls intertwined and fused together. He could hear her.
"Do you like kissing your owner?"
Su Xingmao pulled her closer, sitting face-to-face with her astride him, and asked in a low voice.
Feeling comfortable from the kiss, the girl mumbled, "I like it...I like it."
"Good girl, kiss me properly, can you do that?" He gently stroked her back from head to toe, but his tongue was aggressive, licking the outline of her ear. His wet, soft tongue and hot breath sent a tingling, numbing sensation through her entire body from the nerves behind her ear.
She wanted to push him away and tell him to stop licking... but he knew perfectly well that her ears were very sensitive.
"No…"
Her whole body had gone limp and melted into his arms.
“Why not? Kittens are smart and great at everything they do. It’s simple, isn’t it?” He gently rubbed her swollen, red lips with his fingers and lightly sucked on her ear. “Say it again, what’s the correct answer?”
"Yes...it's okay..." came a sweet, delicate voice.
"Good girl." A rewarding kiss landed on her forehead.
Is kissing more pleasurable than sex? If it's a kiss filled with love, he thinks it is.
I love kissing her so much, I can never get enough of it.
Swallowing her sweet saliva, his dry throat felt no relief, only a thirst that craved more.
The empty classroom was filled only with the rustling of pages in the wind and the smacking of kisses. Xie Qingyan obediently kissed him, but she couldn't hide her mischievous ideas. She sucked on the bite wound, letting the fishy blood rush into her mouth and teeth. She smacked her lips and ravaged it for a while.
Xie Qingyan licked his lips, still wanting more, and asked him if it hurt.
He nodded and asked the kitten if it was pretending to be well-behaved in order to be punished.
Upon hearing this, she was delighted and secretly anticipated "what kind of punishment would be given," so she provoked him even more, saying that he deserved it and that she would make him suffer to death!
Xie Qingyan used his blood as lip rouge to paint her full lips red, making them look like two cherries. They looked so tempting that one wanted to bite into them and taste them to see if they were sweet.
She asked fiercely, "Do you still dare to pretend to be asleep?"
He raised an eyebrow: "The kitten said I was masturbating, how dare I pretend to be asleep?"
"So, do you have it or not?"
She was really curious.
He didn't give a definite answer, deliberately making an "uh" sound to whet her appetite: "Guess?"
She didn't want to guess. Xie Qingyan glared at him fiercely, bit down on his Adam's apple, leaving a clear tooth mark as a stamp.
The protruding knuckles were licked by a warm, wet tongue, and Su Xingmao took a deep breath.
A person who appears indifferent on the surface may already be in turmoil inside.
A vibrating thud came from his chest, and her lips pressed against his neck, where she could clearly feel his pounding pulse suddenly quicken.
Xie Qingyan glanced at him.
Her delicate, pretty face was flushed, as if she had been drinking. The boy's gaze deepened, and his lips moved silently as if to say: Continue.
With such a rapid pulse, yet pretending to be so calm, you must be secretly thrilled, right?
She thought maliciously.
She was very pleased to see someone who was usually so reserved fall head over heels for her.
Perhaps it was the attraction of hormones, but Xie Qingyan found Su Xingmao's passionate appearance, especially his usually indifferent eyes, now wet and red, so alluring, and he longed to kiss him.
Xie Qingyan swallowed hard, becoming even bolder and almost impatient, tearing open the buttons of his school uniform and making a mess of his neatly dressed clothes.
His coat fell to the ground, his shirt was unbuttoned, and the thin fabric hung on the boy's shoulders, exposing his well-trained muscles to the cold air, yet Su Xingmao felt no cold at all.
This is the back row of the classroom. After school, the campus is empty except for the leaves swaying wildly.
The crescent moon hid behind the dark clouds.
The moonlight wasn't bright enough, and the phone flashlight wasn't bright enough either.
In the swaying shadows of the trees, slivers of light dappled through the trees, casting indistinct shadows. There, a young girl lay on top of him, like a seductive enchantress in a painting, swaying her graceful waist, beautiful and open, kissing his body.
A trail of water flowed down from her slender neck and collarbone.
She used her soft, wet lips and tongue to glide along the edge of her chest muscles, reflecting a wet, glistening sheen on her skin.
“Kitten, lick it.” He pointed with his eyes to the hardened nipple.
"Why should I lick it?" She had already bent down, but her mouth remained stubborn.
"The kitten's reaction was adorable when I licked it."
Su Xingmao recalled that when he took her breasts into his mouth, Xie Qingyan's back arched and her whole body trembled, even her nipples swayed, like snow-white waves, so beautiful.
Whenever I think about it, my lower body involuntarily becomes aroused.
"So, little kitten, aren't you curious about my reaction?"
Okay, a tiny bit...
Xie Qingyan's competitive spirit was aroused by his words. He opened his mouth and took Su Xingmao's slightly protruding nipple into his mouth. He was extremely clean, and his warm skin exuded a faint fragrance, like a pine forest after a snowfall, clean and crisp.
Her breath was filled with his scent; she sniffed hard, and it was a captivating and pleasant aroma.
People with fair skin also have beautiful nipples, with a pinkish areola surrounding a redder nipple in the center.
He held his breath, his blood seemed to boil, and the surrounding air seemed to boil as well.
Her tongue teased the erect nipple, flicking it from side to side.
There weren't many techniques involved; she simply learned the way he used to lick her, circling around, biting her nipple, hooking and entwining her tongue, and occasionally sucking on it.
He never hesitated to praise: "Yes, that's it...patting with your tongue, kitten, great job, very good."
She licked with a clumsy but earnest touch, her bright red tongue sticking out from her lips, curving upwards, sweeping back and forth across the lower edge of the grains, biting and sucking, leaving a wet trail.
His muscles trembled slightly, and he groaned softly.
While licking, Xie Qingyan playfully stroked the shallow grooves of the boy's abdominal muscles with her fingers, sometimes lightly touching with her fingertips, sometimes scratching with her nails, wandering between the abdominal muscles, feeling the muscle lines fluctuate faster with her chaotic rhythm.
She would occasionally glance up to observe him.
He seemed to enjoy it, his head held high, his neck stretched out, and even his eyes half-closed.
As Xie Qingyan's lips parted and he raised his head, too much saliva spilled from the corner of his lips, a few silvery threads connecting his lips and nipples.
It looks both erotic and heart-pounding.
I love it.
Su Xingmao tightened his jaw and clenched his knuckles. He shifted his gaze from her to the classroom blackboard, reading the rows of bulletin boards, trying his best to clear his mind and focus.
She smeared the red fruit on her chest with saliva until it was glossy and wet. Then, with a wicked grind, she used her teeth to rub it, trying to make it even more vibrant, as thoroughly crimson as his bloodstained lips.
Su Xingmao winced in pain, letting out a muffled groan. He pressed his palm against her head and lowered himself, saying, "Yan Yan..."
Xie Qingyan tilted her head back from his chest, her lips glistening with water, her eyes blinking like a good child hoping for praise: "Are you comfortable?"
It feels good, doesn't it? With each lick, Sushin's abdominal muscles would tighten due to the contraction.
"It feels so good, the kitten is so good at licking." He gave an affirmative answer: "It's giving its owner a lot of fun."
"I knew you were having a blast." Xie Qingyan secretly rejoiced; controlling his desires was no problem at all.
She pressed herself against him, kissing, licking, and biting him haphazardly...
Su Xingmao's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and the veins on the hand pressing on her head were bulging. It was difficult for her to maintain her rationality.
His genitals were already erect from the unintentional rubbing of her buttocks against his lower body.
With his erect penis pressing against her, Xie Qingyan twisted her waist and couldn't help but let her buttocks sink down to meet the shape of his erect penis, rubbing up and down.
Unable to resist any longer, I slapped her, and her little bottom swayed from side to side.
Xie Qingyan accused him: "What are you doing?"
"The kitten asked the wrong person."
He smiled gently, but his words were vulgar: "Shouldn't you ask your own little hole if it's getting horny and wants to be fucked?"
…You guessed right.
Xie Qingyan was speechless when a security guard on night patrol shone a flashlight through the glass window.
She scrambled up from his chest, frantically turned off her phone's flashlight, and made a "shh" gesture to tell him to be quiet.
Su Xingmao remained calm and lowered his gaze to look at her: "Is the little kitten really that bold? She dared to seduce me at school, and now she's scared?"
"Who seduced you!" she quickly retorted, then realized she had spoken too loudly and quickly covered her mouth, afraid of attracting the attention of the security guard.
The more tense the moment, the closer he got to her, almost teasing her, blowing a breath of hot air onto her cheek.
"The kitten didn't straddle me and rub against me with her pussy?"
Su Xingmao thrust his waist, his hard, hot member beneath him was so obvious, pressing against her opening through several layers of fabric, and then inserted horizontally.
Xie Qingyan could imagine that if it weren't for the clothes covering her, it would be inside her body right now, pushing her out of the water.
"Still not showing any begging expression, licking me?"
The calm tone, tinged with a subtle sense of humiliation, made Xie Qingyan blush and her heart pound wildly.
It was as if some kind of command had been implanted in my body. Every time I heard him say these erotic words with a blank expression, my lower abdomen would automatically tighten, my acupoints would start to burn, and I would feel a gurgling sensation.
Huff... an uncontrollable surge of moisture welled up, soaking my underwear.
It's sticking to the vulva.
"You were the one who told me to lick it... and you couldn't help getting hard yourself."
How did he learn to turn the tables? This is clearly her usual tactic. How despicable! He actually struck first.
Along with the surging water, there was also a hot, itchy sensation deep within her vaginal opening. She couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, secretly rubbing her labia, refusing to admit it: "In short, there's nothing there."
"Really? Did the master make the kitten go into heat and leak fluid?" Su Xingmao saw this and calmly reached down with one finger, crawling inside along the edge of her school pants, touching her plump vulva. The sticky wetness pierced through her.
He withdrew his silver-threaded fingers, lifted Xie Qingyan's chin, and mercilessly inserted his finger bones into her mouth.
Su Xingmao looked directly into her eyes, which were shy and evasive, and straightened her inch by inch: "You lying little cat, first taste the flavor of your own juices."
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