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Face moistened by sweat, sticky with tears. Her fingers curled against the sheet, knuckles paled at the strength of a vice-like grip. She cried, drowning the sound of the bed creaking in protest. And even though it wasn't a competition, her screams prompted him to groan louder.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… You feel so good!”
His movements betrayed the weight of his apology. Xia Yizhou lost control of himself in the heat of her core. His hips ground her unforgivingly, desperately. And he loved it every time she clenched around him, her walls devouring his length in greedy throbs. His mind believed it was her way of asking her one and only Gege to get rougher and plunge deeper.
Xia Yizhou rammed her shamelessly while asking for her mercy in breathless mewls. His desire was unbridled now that it was unleashed. How could one keep their sanity when temptation turned into sweet indulgence?
“I can't believe it, Pipsqueak…” He sobbed. With his chest pressed closely against her back, Xia Yizhou cleared the remaining distance with arms linked under her quivering breasts. His thrusts didn't let up—frenzied, if possible.
“You’re so tight. It feels so warm to be inside you, Pipsqueak. Is it right for you to tease Gege like this, hm?”
“Gege, I’m not…” Her strangled gasp and the way she called him in that helpless tone only spurred him onto a state of urgency.
She swallowed and continued. “I’m not teasing you.”
Xia Yizhou knew it wasn't her fault they ended up tangled in this frowned-upon intimacy. She didn't deliberately come to his room to let him touch her like this. And yet, here she was, crying underneath him. It was all his fault.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck. “Gege doesn't want to pull out. Gege wants to stay like this.”
“Gege… You're getting bigger…”
He nuzzled his nose into her skin, sniffing the scent of her dampened neck before he licked it. Her body squirmed in response and he tightened his grip around her, pushing deeper to ground her against his bed.
“I’m sorry, Pipsqueak… I’m sorry… I can't stop, fuck… No, I can't…”
He begged himself to stop. But the more he felt her walls throbbed and kneaded his length, the more he pushed himself in. He pulled out only to slam his cock back in, deeply, in one go—earning him a choked out scream—and continued on his pounce.
She was a brave hunter. Quite the hero who made her name under the sacrifice she made in her mind daily by putting her life on the line for the citizens. And yet, right now, she was nothing but a sobbing mess. A hole he stretched with every shameless pounce.
He should be condemned to hell for taking advantage of her like this. For talking her into doing this with him. For pushing her down the bed and having his way with her. If she wanted to cut her ties with him after this, he had no choice but to let her. He brought this upon himself.
But she was brave, and most of all, she was kind. She wasn't rejecting him. Not once since they started. With her hips moved backward to meet him in every few thrusts, Xia Yizhou found himself under the grace of her benevolence.
Xia Yizhou teared up, even though his hand roamed urgently on the outline of her curves. He groped and squeezed along the plump skin, as if in a trance, as if possessed. It felt like his body had another mind, that was not his (even though it was completely his for the desire was all too familiar—just usually hidden), and controlled him to defile her.
What made him feel even more guilty was the fact that he didn't know how to hold back. He reminded himself to do this in moderation. But his body seemed to be against the idea of making love to her. He was making himself known, molding her body into his shape. He wanted her to remember this was the man who desperately wanted to be with her.
“Gege, don't cry…” She comforted him as she looked over the shoulder. Her thumb brushed away the tears.
He sobbed while running his lips along her jawline and her neck. His hips kept grinding her like a second mind.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry, Pipsqueak. I can't stop. Not when you're so wet… So warm… I should stop. I shouldn't sully you like this. I should stop but, ah, you're too fucking good for me.”
She leaned in, kissing him with a tenderness that seemed misplaced as his body traitorously kept rubbing against hers like a dog in heat.
Even if it was painful, she could take him. She could always do it. Because she was a girl of resilience. Stubborn, too. She wouldn't break. Not when it was her beloved Gege who pressed her down the dampened mattress.
“It's okay, Gege. It's okay. Keep going.” She cooed, assuring him, between moans, that this guilt wasn't his alone to bear. “I like it. I want it. Ah!”
It earned another hard thrust to find home deep inside her womb who was so eager to swallow him every time. “You're taking me so well, Pipsqueak. Such a good girl for Gege…”
He palmed her breasts, fingers twisted her nipples, tugging on the perky buds, eliciting another cry. Her body curled like a bow, trembling, as the line between pain and pleasure blurred in her rambles of how good it feels to be with him like this.
He whimpered before he crashed his lips against her soft one, chewing it with a fervor she tried to match. His tongue darted out and took delight in tasting every nook and cranny inside her mouth.
He pulled away. His breath fanned her face as he kept his face close. “You made me do this, Pipsqueak. You're the one who drove me into this, right?”
She swallowed her moans and shook her head. Xia Yizhou insisted, “No? But why are you tightening around Gege like this, Pipsqueak?”
“Because… it feels good…”
“Yeah?” He panted out.
His movements were in a frenzy. He was helplessly uncontrollable as his mind was laden with the thoughts of filling her up. Xia Yizhou muffled his own groans with open-mouthed kisses on the expanse of her taut back.
She arched. Her eyelashes fluttered, eyes rolled back in drunken ecstasy of their coupling. Beautiful, he thought to himself. Xia Yizhou nipped her earlobe hungrily. “You're taking me so well. It's okay for me to keep going, right? You’ll forgive Gege, Pipsqueak? Please don't leave me…”
She could only make incoherent noises as if she was reduced to a bumbling fool who only knew how to say a word. Gege. Gege. Gege.
“I’m sorry, Pipsqueak… I’m sorry it has to come down to this.” His body pressed closer as he whispered into her ear. “But I need it… I need to fill you up, Pipsqueak. I need you to take every last drop of me, milking me for what it's worth.”
She nodded again without missing a beat. Even if she only agreed in the heat of the moment, just so he could let her come, his heart swelled with blissful delight.
He pulled her hips back and slammed into her, again and again, each time harder than before. She whined, her rambles were frantic. She was close. He can feel how her walls gripped around his cock like another limb.
His hand snaked to her throat, wrapping his digits around her neck. His other hand rubs her button furiously, causing her to quiver and cry even louder.
“Come for Gege. I need to feel you wet around my cock, Pipsqueak. Show me how much you love it.”
How much she loved him.
Her head tipped back, leaning against his shoulder. He used this opportunity to kiss her as her body spasmed violently, releasing her orgasm. Her muscles squeezed around his cock, making him groan into the warmth of her mouth. Her mouths. All warm and wet just for him.
His vision turned white as he followed her not long after. He let out a loud groan, jerking his hips against her haunches. His loads splashed into her womb unabashedly. He rode out his orgasm, cock pulsing at every hot seed he wanted her to devour.
“So good. Take all of it, Pipsqueak. That's right…”
Her body trembled and soft whines were still being sung mindlessly between her swollen, red lips. Her body went limp, sated, against the mattress. Xia Yizhou collapsed on top of her next. His lips curled into an impish smile, hinting on boastful, at the state she was in—knowing he was the one who took her to this height.
Everything was fuzzy. A flurry of ecstasy that blinded any decorum for he doesn't mind taking her like this again and again.
When he pulled out and rolled to the side, Xia Yizhou began to dread the outcome of his action. Now that her breathing slowed down and her senses came back, she might have regretted this.
But his Pipsqueak is a girl full of surprises. Again, she was kind, most of all. He was slightly taken aback when she snuggled into his chest—like a small animal seeking comfort.
The dependency warmed his heart. He immediately wrapped his arms around her in a protective embrace. His lips gently nested on the top of her head. This was gonna be the beginning of sweeter intimacy to come, he promised himself, feeling hopeful. She was his now and Xia Yizhou would rather die than let her go.
“Rest, Pipsqueak. I love you.”