0041 Opioids (Part 3) [H]
Inside, the candlelight flickered intermittently, and outside the half-open west window, a few wild birds perched on branches, chirping incessantly.
The boy's words touched her heart, inspiring a new flower to bloom.
Zhan Yaoguang felt something moving in his palm. He paused for a moment before realizing that Shu Fu had scratched his palm with the finger he was holding.
The girl's slender fingers were already damp with a thin layer of sweat, and she gently traced a few circles in his palm, like a newborn beast crawling and gnawing at his heart inch by inch.
The itching was almost unbearably intense.
Shufu led him to her chest, and without thinking, she tore open half of her pocket, straightened her body, and filled his entire palm with a ball of soft, snowy flesh.
Zhan Yaoguang froze, staring blankly at her.
"I can hear your heartbeat, would you like to hear mine?"
The girl's eyes were flushed with spring, her cheeks were rosy, her eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him.
Zhan Yaoguang chuckled through his nose, then lowered his head and took the pink, erect nipple into his mouth. The boy's mouth was moist and soft. He first used his crimson lips to purse the cherry-pink nipple, and then gradually moved deeper, sucking on it little by little like a baby nursing.
Shu Fu's body was extremely sensitive. The wet, tingling patch on her chest from his kisses made her waist and spine go weak, and she could hardly sit up.
"Hmm... Zhan, Zhan Yaoguang, who gave you permission to lick like that?"
Her legs, which were loosely wrapped around his waist, suddenly clamped together, locking him completely in front of her. Her already soaked and soft inner thighs inevitably bumped against his hard, swollen crotch.
The flower bud trembled, and another trickle of nectar spilled out. She tried to tuck her buttocks in, but they pressed against the ground behind her, clearly leaving her with no way to avoid it.
The softest against the hardest, each of his vibrant surges was like a teasing and grinding motion against the deep ravine between her legs.
The boy looked up at him, his lips red and teeth white, his appearance clean and innocent.
"Didn't you tell me to listen? But there are two things blocking my way, so I can't hear you. That's why I'm moving closer to listen."
But you don't look like someone who listens to sounds!
Shu Fu thought to herself, but unexpectedly, her other breast was also covered by someone's hand during this moment.
The boy's slender fingers caressed her smooth, silky waist and abdomen, then slipped into her loose pocket, kneading the soft flesh in his palms with focused care, his fingertips gently pinching her trembling nipples.
The girl let out a muffled sob, arching her back high, almost presenting her two snowy breasts to his face.
Zhan Yaoguang was startled by her reaction and immediately released his hands that were roaming over her breasts. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist to prevent her from falling to the ground.
"How can you be so careless? I haven't even done anything yet, and you're already shaking like this," Zhan Yaoguang said sullenly. "There are hard, uncomfortable things all over the floor. Can I carry you to the bed?"
She had long since lost the strength to argue, and could only let him carry her to the bed.
Taking advantage of the action of lowering the curtain, Zhan Yaoguang kissed her once again.
The boy's delicate, moist kisses landed on the nape of her neck, tickling her and making her squirm. Just as Shu Fu was beginning to enjoy the ticklish, tingling kisses, he suddenly stopped.
Shu Fu, her eyes slightly glazed, asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Zhan Yaoguang slowly lowered his eyes, his long, thick eyelashes and dark pupils hanging together, making him look particularly alluring.
She felt a little soft-hearted and leaned closer, wanting to hear what he was going to say.
The boy asked softly, "What are we going to do this time?"
"What?"
"The first time it was feet, the second time it was legs, what will it be this time?" His eyes lit up slightly, filled with anticipation and interest.
Shu Fu was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled. She reached out and touched his flushed cheek, the silver moon tied to her index finger swaying coolly under his eyes.
"How about we go somewhere else this time?"
Zhan Yaoguang glanced at her crimson lips, her face flushing even more, and her words became hesitant: "Are you going to use your mouth... but this... is probably not very clean."
“But… but I took a shower today,” he quickly added, “and I’m usually very careful about these things, I’m usually very clean…”
Shu Fu frowned slightly: "Not with the mouth."
Zhan Yaoguang's fleeting, dreamlike thoughts faltered, and the light in her eyes dimmed slightly: "Then what should we use?"
Shu Fu suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, her warm and fragrant breath brushing against his shoulders and neck, like a delicate vine climbing up and down his body until it completely enveloped him.
He didn't know what she was going to say, but his heart tightened for no reason, and his breathing slowed down as he quietly waited for her reply.
"I want to be with you, do you want me?"
Zhan Yaoguang's mind went blank, and the blood in his limbs and bones boiled, surging into his brain and almost causing him to lose control of his body.
His cheeks flushed crimson in an instant, but his eyes were clear and bright, filled with a deep, watery light, making him even more radiant than usual.
The "being together" she mentioned... could it be the kind of relationship he's thinking of?
He eagerly lowered his head, wanting to look into her eyes.
But Shu Fu no longer dared to look at him. She simply reached for his waist and used her fingers to gently pull at the belt binding his waist.
Whether she will feel regret after today, she doesn't know.
But at least at this moment, the boy's burning love was irresistible to her.
Grandmother doted on her eldest sister, mother favored her youngest brother, and Aunt Yu also regarded her third sister as her only beloved child.
But he... and only him, in the boy's hazy yet focused gaze, made Shufu feel that she was also being valued so much.
After receiving her response, Zhan Yaoguang felt inexplicably shy. The boy buried his face in the crook of her neck and said in a low voice, "Then when I touch you later, don't shake so much."
Shu Fu's mind went blank for a moment, and she remembered how his fingers had caressed her lower body that night, making her legs feel even weaker and softer.
"Does it have to be touched like that?"
The boy looked as if someone had grabbed his throat. After a long while, he finally looked up at her, his face flushed, and uttered a few words: "If it's not like that, I can't get in."
“Don’t be afraid, Afu,” he leaned in and kissed her reddened earlobe with a pleasing gesture. “I’ll be gentle, so don’t hate me.”
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