To Love You Again

Warning: Still R-18, Mature content, NSFW. Slightly~

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Xiong Zhi sat up on the couch, blushing furiously. 

Waaah... She did not know why she said such an embarrassing thing. 

Was it because she did not want him to go? Or was it because she wanted to continue and let the raging fire inside her be satiated? 

Perhaps, it was simply because she wanted to see how e.r.o.t.i.c Linfeng would look like while he ravaged her?

Her mind could not think rationally as her heart thumped fast. She did know one thing though. 

She was nervous and a bit afraid of this new feeling, however, she definitely did not want to stop at all.

Linfeng's eyes darkened, seeing her stare at the bulge in his pants with curiosity despite the obvious shameful blush on her face. His breathing became labored and he clenched his hands to restrain himself.

Not good, not good. At any moment, he might really push down his Young Miss, lose control of himself, and take her.

"Young Miss..." he said hoarsely. "Let's stop here, okay? It's all a bit too sudden. I want to treasure you and find the best time and place for our first time." 

Not on some sofa. Not because of an unexpected escalation of things. He wanted to have her after giving everything romantic that she deserved. He wanted to make every moment of their first time together memorable and sacred.

Linfeng held her shoulders and kissed her forehead gently. 

His pure and innocent Young Miss might not be able to take it. She might not even know what almost happened. Not to mention, they would be very busy starting tomorrow and the coming days. They could only take this day off. If they did it now, then how tired would the Young Miss be tomorrow? He needed to control his urge. 

Control...

Innocent, pure...

Prosperity, tranquility, patriotism, nobility…

Linfeng kept reciting those words in his mind while he picked up the brassiere, went back to the n.a.k.e.d woman, and help her clasp the back garter of the undergarment. He tried to avoid looking directly at her. However, it did not lessen the heat in his groin.

Dammit... He felt blistering hot. His other hand unconsciously unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt. His s.e.xy clavicle and his upper chest were exposed. He looked s.e.xier and more e.r.o.t.i.c than usual.

Xiong Zhi looked up and stared at Linfeng's face. He was full of sweat and oozed his own manly scent. There was a frown between his brows. He looked like he was in pain.

She had studied the matters between men and women in the past years and knew just what kind of predicament Linfeng was in.

Her research told her that men tend to lose their control over their lower bodies during sensual activities. If it was not attended and left hanging in the middle of s.e.x, their lower body would be very painful. It was said to be harmful to their bodies. That was why Xiong Zhi knew that Linfeng needed to release the heat at this moment, badly.

Xiong Zhi shyly thought, Linfeng needed her help. She hesitated for a bit before putting her small hand on top of the bulge. 

The mature, a.d.u.l.t man in front of her gasped and dropped the things in his hand. He stiffened in shock, bewilderment, and also because of something else.

"What are you…?"

"Linfeng, I, I treasure you too. I studied this... So don't worry, I know what to do," she tried to reassure him in a bashful but determined voice. She could feel the intense heat through the clothes.

Unbeknownst to her, her uttered words added fuel to the fire. 

"Zhi'er..." He laid his hand on top of hers, wanting to push away, but in the end he could not bring himself to do so. 

He wanted it.

His lower body felt even more painful, but the faint touch brought another feeling. 

Just thinking that his Young Miss was holding that part, even though there were layers of fabric between them, it stimulated him more.

Should he just let it be?

Linfeng's dazed eyes looked at his Young Miss's face, his own face red and hazy with heat.

Xiong Zhi clumsily unbuckled his belt. Her fingers were shaking and her breathing was heavy as well.

Hearing the metal clanking made Linfeng's rationality come back slightly.

Was it really okay? His Young Miss was really willing?

Doing this kind of thing with his pure Young Miss. Would the heavens punish him?

Remembering the word punishment, he randomly recalled. It was his Young Miss who was supposed to be punished, not him. His intense vexation bit him back.

How did the situation turn out like this... 

While he was dazedly thinking of this, the other had already slid down the zipper. His black underwear was partly visible to her, appearing strained at the aggressive bulge. Her hands trembled slightly as she held the band of the underwear. 

This was the most intimate she had been with Linfeng in both lifetimes.

Right, she had never even get to exchange kisses with him in the past life. Yet now, they were doing this...

But they were already a.d.u.l.ts. Some things in the past they could not do before, they could now happen in this life. 

She gulped and peeked up at Linfeng who was still battling internally with himself. 

Summoning all of her courage, she pulled down the flimsy fabric.

A huge rod popped out and stood proudly in front of her, just a few inches away from her face.

!!!!

So big! Her eyes widened in shock.

Suddenly a saying that she had read in a book appeared in her mind at this moment, "Lord Ye loves dragons." [1]

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[1]- (Yè Gōng hào long.) — Lord Ye loves dragons.

A Chinese saying.

It refers to someone who pretends to like something that he really fears. 

A/n: Xiong Zhi had a wound in the past that was deeply buried in her mind. So even she was proactive in doing 'it' with Linfeng, she still unconsciously fear doing the deed. But there's also another metaphor for 'dragons', hehe.