A Curious Case of Bonding | Rated: M
Exactly how the kisses started, she wasn't really certain. One moment, they were laughing over the familiar sights they'd seen in Qingdao, bonding with one another, and the next, her back was pressed into the arm of the couch with an eager body leaning into her own.
“Qian,” he murmured against her lips, the defined curve of his own scorching her skin as they trailed from her mouth to her jaw. She could almost feel the heat of his blush as his cheeks glowed in embarrassment. The curious mouth soon found its way to her neck where it began to suck on the skin experimentally, paying close attention to her reactions. The body above her seemed to melt against her own, the way they fit together was surprising.
Sliding down on the couch to get more comfortable, she spread her legs wider to allow him to settle easily between them. Immediately, his body pressed down into hers; hip to hip. The bulge hidden by his pants pressed between her legs and she with held in the moans that begged to slip past her lips. A trembling hand slid along her bare thigh and lightly caressed at the hem of her shorts, brushing beneath the fabric.
How cute.
She wrapped her fingers around his wrist, pushing the hand higher beneath the fabric. The soft sigh that escaped him as his fingertips brushed over the material of her panties gave her the urge to laugh. Resisting the temptation, she smiled when he shyly pulled his hand back and lifted himself, looking down at her curiously. It was almost as if he was pleading with her to help him, his eyes probing her own.
Cautious fingers began to lift her shirt, his eyes darting down to watch as the milky skin was slowly being exposed. Quickly, his tongue moistened his lips as her bare breasts were uncovered and her shirt pooled around her neck. Trembling fingers cupped her breasts and began to knead them gently, pleased with the small moans that he was causing. Experimentally, he lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently at it. A gasp seemed to echo off of the walls as her fingers buried themselves in his hair and pulled him closer, eager for more of his warm mouth. He couldn't help the pride that welled up in him at the fact that he was the one causing her to react this way.
Feeling a bit bolder, he let his hand move to her shorts so that he could unbutton them and slide his fingers inside. Resistance started to kick in as realization dawned on her but he lightly scraped his teeth over the hardened nipple, her body was instantly at his whim again. Lightly rubbing her through the fabric of her panties, he enjoyed the sharp gasp and the way her back arched when he brushed over the wet spot in her underwear. “Already, Qian jiejie?” he whispered against her breast, causing her to shiver in delight and drape an arm over her face to hide her embarrassment.
Slipping his hand into her panties, he slid a long finger against her wetness before lightly pressing it against her arousal. The action drew a sharp gasp from the trembling female beneath him, her teeth digging down into her bottom. “Tao,” she whispered breathlessly, pushing her hand into her pants and resting it on top of his, grinding his fingers down against her clit.
The expressions she was making were fascinating to him, his eyes glued to her face as he watched each and every one that passed over her features. “I didn't think it possible,” came his soft murmur, watching her squirm as he circled his fingertips around the sensitive bundle of nerves, “but you can get even more beautiful.”
She was in her own world, completely oblivious to his comments as her hips bucked against his hand. “F-faster...” she whimpered softly, crying out when he obliged and began to rub her faster with the help of her fingers.
“Qian,” he whispered into her ear, licking at the shell lightly. “Are you close?”
The hand that had been tangled in his unruly hair tightened into a fist, her breaths coming out in short gasps. With a tug of her hand, she pulled his body down flush against hers and tossed her head back against the cushions, crying out his name. Her whole body stiffened and she grabbed his wrist, the continued rubbing making her jerk against him. “S-stop!” she cried and tugged his hand from her pants, breathing heavily and letting her body go limp.
Licking his lips, he watched her catch her breath with satisfaction welling in his stomach and a proud grin on his mouth. “Are you tired now, jiejie?” he asked her and she turned her head to look up at him, a devious smile on her lips. Bringing his hand to her lips, she took his fingers into her mouth and lightly sucked on them. Her eyes never left his, reveling in how his own widened at her actions.
“Tired?” she whispered. “Mm, no. It's your turn now.”
As she climbed on top of him, Tao couldn't help the boyish grin that stretched his lips.
“Qian,” he murmured against her lips, the defined curve of his own scorching her skin as they trailed from her mouth to her jaw. She could almost feel the heat of his blush as his cheeks glowed in embarrassment. The curious mouth soon found its way to her neck where it began to suck on the skin experimentally, paying close attention to her reactions. The body above her seemed to melt against her own, the way they fit together was surprising.
Sliding down on the couch to get more comfortable, she spread her legs wider to allow him to settle easily between them. Immediately, his body pressed down into hers; hip to hip. The bulge hidden by his pants pressed between her legs and she with held in the moans that begged to slip past her lips. A trembling hand slid along her bare thigh and lightly caressed at the hem of her shorts, brushing beneath the fabric.
How cute.
She wrapped her fingers around his wrist, pushing the hand higher beneath the fabric. The soft sigh that escaped him as his fingertips brushed over the material of her panties gave her the urge to laugh. Resisting the temptation, she smiled when he shyly pulled his hand back and lifted himself, looking down at her curiously. It was almost as if he was pleading with her to help him, his eyes probing her own.
Cautious fingers began to lift her shirt, his eyes darting down to watch as the milky skin was slowly being exposed. Quickly, his tongue moistened his lips as her bare breasts were uncovered and her shirt pooled around her neck. Trembling fingers cupped her breasts and began to knead them gently, pleased with the small moans that he was causing. Experimentally, he lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently at it. A gasp seemed to echo off of the walls as her fingers buried themselves in his hair and pulled him closer, eager for more of his warm mouth. He couldn't help the pride that welled up in him at the fact that he was the one causing her to react this way.
Feeling a bit bolder, he let his hand move to her shorts so that he could unbutton them and slide his fingers inside. Resistance started to kick in as realization dawned on her but he lightly scraped his teeth over the hardened nipple, her body was instantly at his whim again. Lightly rubbing her through the fabric of her panties, he enjoyed the sharp gasp and the way her back arched when he brushed over the wet spot in her underwear. “Already, Qian jiejie?” he whispered against her breast, causing her to shiver in delight and drape an arm over her face to hide her embarrassment.
Slipping his hand into her panties, he slid a long finger against her wetness before lightly pressing it against her arousal. The action drew a sharp gasp from the trembling female beneath him, her teeth digging down into her bottom. “Tao,” she whispered breathlessly, pushing her hand into her pants and resting it on top of his, grinding his fingers down against her clit.
The expressions she was making were fascinating to him, his eyes glued to her face as he watched each and every one that passed over her features. “I didn't think it possible,” came his soft murmur, watching her squirm as he circled his fingertips around the sensitive bundle of nerves, “but you can get even more beautiful.”
She was in her own world, completely oblivious to his comments as her hips bucked against his hand. “F-faster...” she whimpered softly, crying out when he obliged and began to rub her faster with the help of her fingers.
“Qian,” he whispered into her ear, licking at the shell lightly. “Are you close?”
The hand that had been tangled in his unruly hair tightened into a fist, her breaths coming out in short gasps. With a tug of her hand, she pulled his body down flush against hers and tossed her head back against the cushions, crying out his name. Her whole body stiffened and she grabbed his wrist, the continued rubbing making her jerk against him. “S-stop!” she cried and tugged his hand from her pants, breathing heavily and letting her body go limp.
Licking his lips, he watched her catch her breath with satisfaction welling in his stomach and a proud grin on his mouth. “Are you tired now, jiejie?” he asked her and she turned her head to look up at him, a devious smile on her lips. Bringing his hand to her lips, she took his fingers into her mouth and lightly sucked on them. Her eyes never left his, reveling in how his own widened at her actions.
“Tired?” she whispered. “Mm, no. It's your turn now.”
As she climbed on top of him, Tao couldn't help the boyish grin that stretched his lips.