HERE IT IS, oh dear. orz
Warnings; not-too-explicit lime/lemon (IDK REALLY), probably unskilled writing of such, cheese, etc. etc. Most the same warnings from the last chapter.
I hope you enjoy it, at least. ;u ;
Thank you for the kind reviews on the previous chapter, I hope I don't fail your expectations with this one. ;w;
He kissed her once more before she could protest, and again, he kissed her differently than the previous times. His lips seemed to move against hers, and Mei felt herself wanting more, more, more. This alone didn't seem to be enough to satisfy that desire—that need—to taste more of him. She parted her lips and he complied with her silent request, taking advantage of her open mouth and sliding his tongue in, exploring her mouth as if on a time limit, quickly, but still oh so skillfully. She made a whimpering sound, and he pulled back, his face inches from hers, both of them breathing heavily.
"Xiang, I meant let my wrists go, please." She breathed out hurriedly.
"Mmhmm." He did as told, and she took the opportunity to wrap her arms around his neck and pull him close, this time being the one to initiate their mouths meeting yet again. Even this time, when Mei felt Xiang's lips against hers, the sensation she felt never eased or disappeared, it only increased. Along with the increasing feeling inside her mind and body, came the increasing wave of a desire, a want, a need—to touch more of him, to feel more of him, to have more of him.
She didn't want to be his only then; she wanted to belong to him always. And she wanted the same for him, wanted to claim him, wanted to make him hers and hers only.
Mei combed her fingers through his soft brown hair, wanting to pull him closer, closer. Their lips continued moving against one another's, tongues exploring, tasting, taunting each other. When they finally parted again, Mei felt like she was lightheaded from breathlessness, yet loved every moment of it.
She didn't remember when she had closed her eyes, but when she opened them, she could make out Xiang's features alit in the red light of his digital clock. His breathing was heavy, his hair a mess. His glasses were askew, and Mei could just make out the flush on his face. His eyes, dark and staring back at her, were filled with all kinds of emotion. She sighed softly and smiled at him, before closing her eyes and leaning up to kiss him gently on the forehead.
Xiang raised an eyebrow at the sudden act of gentleness, but kept his mouth shut when he felt Mei swiftly push him over and roll on top of him, switching their positions. They kissed again, mouths open and needy, hands roaming wherever there was to touch. He wrapped his arms around her waist, taking a chance and inching her shirt up to touch her hot skin. Her hands made their way to the collar of his pajamas, pulling at it first before beginning to slowly undo the buttons on it.
"Mei, you're okay with this…?" Xiang questioned hesitantly, his voice low and breathy.
"As long as you are." She whispered in reply.
Before long, both shirts were off, and both teenagers took their time in exploring the newly exposed parts of one another's bodies. There were kisses wherever there was bare skin, touching, exploring, more kisses, the occasional bite and lick, a muffled moan or cry of pleasure whenever a sensitive spot was discovered. Hands roamed, limbs were entangled, skin was pressed against skin. Both could feel the sensation building both inside them, only taunting the feeling by excessive touching, kissing, feeling.
They had switched positions somewhere in-between, and Mei again stared up at Xiang with hazy eyes, her hands wrapped around his neck.
She ran her hands up and down his thin but firm body, exploring it, claiming it. He did the same to her, gingerly massaging at her porcelain skin, massaging her breasts, eliciting soft cries of pleasure from her, all of which went straight to his groin. Her voice only seemed to edge him on, make him want more, more, more of her.
"We have to be quiet." She stated, her small voice barely above a whisper.
"Of course we will." He replied, a half-smirk forming on his lips as he leaned forward to kiss at her neck again.
She tugged at his pajama pants and he at her shorts, both being unable to suppress the building desire inside both of them. Eventually both garments came off, along with undergarments, and again both took their time in touching, exploring, claiming each other. One of his hands eventually made its way between her legs, finding a sensitive spot and touching her just right. The Asian girl gasped at the sudden sensation and felt herself jerking against his hand, while swiftly slapping a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound she made. Xiang pulled her hand from her mouth and greedily kissed her again, suppressing her moans as he continued to touch her, his fingers slowly rubbing against her.
With Mei's cries growing more urgent, Xiang was finding it hard to keep his air of composure he so normally had. The pulsing feeling between his legs needed relief, needed it badly. So he pulled his hand away, hearing nothing but her shallow breathing and his racing heartbeat in his ears. The Asian boy positioned himself accordingly, staring down at Mei lovingly for a few seconds before pushing himself in slowly, slowly, ever-so slowly. He felt her nails digging into his back, heard her little whimpers and whispered sorry, sorry, I'm so sorry for hurting you like this over and over; he felt the heat both her body and his own was radiating, and shut his eyes tight in order to push away the overwhelming urge to move. For the love of all that was good and holy, she felt so good around him, and the only thing he wanted at that moment was to move, to thrust further inside her—but he valued her well-being more, and continued counting in his head, suppressing his desire, until she touched his cheek and mouthed it's okay.
He nodded at her and slowly began a rhythm; a slow, taunting rhythm that made Mei shut her eyes and throw her head back in delight, feeling him finally move. The pain she felt quickly dulled and melted into pleasure, sensations that made her body react and move against his. The rhythm quickly gained momentum as he pushed in and out faster, faster, faster, while hands were in hair and hot skin pressed against hot skin. Both felt their thoughts fading into nothing, lost in the heat of one another. Both moaned and panted and gasped for air against the other's mouth, trying hard to keep themselves quiet in the dim light of the room. Sweat glistened on their skin and only made moving easier and much more enjoyable; it was as if anywhere touched became hypersensitive and contributed to the sensation. Before long, Mei felt herself meeting Xiang's thrusts, growing closer and closer to the release both so relentlessly wanted. Eyes closed long ago, leaving the two to concentrate only on the feelings building inside each them.
'More, more..'
It was so hot, and both were so close, just a little more and…
He swallowed hard, pulled out almost all the way, then pushed inside again as quick as he could. Mei's hips bucked, her head was thrown back, and she gasped as the sensation inside her finally exploded and took her over, flooding her with an indescribable pleasure that was oh so good and making her see stars behind her eyelids. Xiang found release soon after, the feeling of her contracting around him pushing him over the edge and making him let out a low groan, panting heavily as he drowned in his own state of bliss.
He narrowly collapsed beside her, but while keeping his hands around her waist as if he never wanted to let her go. She clung to him as well, her small arms wrapped gingerly around his neck. Both waited for their breathing and hearts to slow, before Xiang broke the silence and whispered something, his breath hot in Mei's ear.
"I do love you, you know."
She smiled at him.
"You know, my first thought after losing my keys was something pretty negative, but after this turn of events, I think it was quite the opposite." She whispered back shyly.
"Your keys got lost, our friends are out of town, and then..."
"Such luck I have."
"How lucky, more like."
Mei blinked at him, remembering she'd said almost the exact same words earlier this evening. She wondered if Xiang could read minds for a moment, but put it off and giggled.
"Goodnight to you too."
She kissed him quickly and fell asleep, still in his arms.
"Mei, you look so tired today!" Ana exclaimed, poking the Taiwanese girl's cheek. Mei turned to her tiredly and nodded.
"I am. Not really complaining, though." She yawned, and her Vietnamese friend raised an eyebrow.
"Any particular reason why?" Ana smiled mischievously. Mei turned her face away, trying to hide the blush already spreading across her face.
"N-Not really."
Ana inched closer and lowered her voice, her brown eyes glinting.
"Oh Mei, don't think I didn't recognize whose voice that was before you hung up on me. A certain Cantonese boy who also looks quite tired himself this morning, I'd say~"
Mei turned quickly back to Ana and shushed her, her face full blown red already.
"You'll say nothing, you know nothing."
"Know nothing about what?" Ana said sarcastically, before getting up, pulling Mei up with her. Mei already knew her friend had figured it out, but trusted her. She smiled and went along with Ana, and they walked off to class together.
Along the way, they passed Xiang and Siem—they didn't talk, but Mei timidly waved and smiled at him, content when he returned the gesture. As they parted ways, a similar thought went through both their minds:
'How lucky am I to have fallen in love with her.'
'How lucky am I to have fallen in love with him.'
DLFGS;JDFGJS'RTGI'S -dead-
I really hope that was okay. ;A; I'm so not used to writing this kind of thing. I sincerely sincerely SINCERELY apologize if it was unenjoyable.
So yeah, to clear things up, Mei does love Xiang, but she's never really thought too much about it or known it because she's so used to him. Yeah. You can love someone without really knowing it? I hope that works. ^^;;;;
Thank you to anyone who read this the whole way through. -bows- Until next time, then. ^^
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