#MDZS
((cw: genderbend, r63, cisswap))
Wei Ying wasn’t sure how she came about this situation.
Here, in her best friend’s bed, getting fucked with a strap-on, till she couldn’t think, couldn’t even remember her own name.
But she knew she could never look back again.
((cw: genderbend, r63, cisswap))
Wei Ying wasn’t sure how she came about this situation.
Here, in her best friend’s bed, getting fucked with a strap-on, till she couldn’t think, couldn’t even remember her own name.
But she knew she could never look back again.
((#mdzs wlw #wangxian fic, nsfw, some plot, writing as i go, adding tags as i go))
A high pitched moan escaped Wei Ying as she felt her insides get filled up, the dark blue strap-on deliciously stretching her pussy wide with every pass. She was on her back, her legs spread wide—
A high pitched moan escaped Wei Ying as she felt her insides get filled up, the dark blue strap-on deliciously stretching her pussy wide with every pass. She was on her back, her legs spread wide—
in an ‘M’ shape, gripping the sheets for dear life as her bestest and dearest friend, Lan Zhan, plunged into her without mercy.
“Jiejie…” she panted. “Jiejie—!”
Lan Zhan tenderly stroked her inner thigh as she violently thrusted deep inside her.
“Ahh—!”
“Jiejie…” she panted. “Jiejie—!”
Lan Zhan tenderly stroked her inner thigh as she violently thrusted deep inside her.
“Ahh—!”
While she layed completely buck-naked, save for her bunny socks and the graphic t-shirt that had ridden up to reveal her small breasts, Lan Zhan was still completely dressed, not a single piece of clothing or accessory take off—just the hem of her long, pretty skirt in her mouth,
to make room for the strap-on underneath.
Tears flowed down Wei Ying’s cheeks when Lan Zhan began to thrust into her frantically, and she weeped when Lan Zhan finally, finally gave attention to her throbbing clit.
“I-I—Jie-Jiejie—! Ah-ah-ah—Just—just like that—! I-I’m gonna—!”
Tears flowed down Wei Ying’s cheeks when Lan Zhan began to thrust into her frantically, and she weeped when Lan Zhan finally, finally gave attention to her throbbing clit.
“I-I—Jie-Jiejie—! Ah-ah-ah—Just—just like that—! I-I’m gonna—!”
She spasmed a bit when Lan Zhan leaned down, long, silky hair tickling her inner thigh, and kissed her while circling her clit in just the /right/ way, leading her into the most incredible orgasm she’s had all week, intense and long and everything that an orgasm should /be/—
Wei Ying cried as it kept going, Lan Zhan’s thumb not letting up for a single second. Her orgasm had long passed over her, but her clit was still being rubbed, and her broken moans turned into frantic cries as the overstimulation became too much for her to handle.
Wetness dripped from her and made the slide that much easier, the squelching noises just as loud as her wanton cries. It coated the strap-on with every thrust into her, shiny and thick, and dripped down her crease, and into the sheets under.
Wei Ying began to sob.
Wei Ying began to sob.
"J-jiejie—! A-a-ah-ah—It's too—it's too much—ah-ah-ah-ahhhhhhhh!"
She pleaded in between her sobs, begged Lan Zhan to slow down and treat her gently, but Lan Zhan didn't listen.
Cruel Lan Zhan. Beautiful, stunning, gorgeous Lan Zhan.
She pleaded in between her sobs, begged Lan Zhan to slow down and treat her gently, but Lan Zhan didn't listen.
Cruel Lan Zhan. Beautiful, stunning, gorgeous Lan Zhan.
Lan Zhan was everything she wasn't. Lan Zhan was everything she could ever dream of. Lan Zhan was better than any guy out there. Better than anyone else.
Lan Zhan's posture was picture-perfect as her hips all but thrusted into Wei Ying's dripping pussy, like she was attending a—
Lan Zhan's posture was picture-perfect as her hips all but thrusted into Wei Ying's dripping pussy, like she was attending a—
tea party rather than violently filling Wei Ying's needy hole. Her perfectly manicured, almond-shaped nails dug into Wei Ying's smooth thigh, and the hem of her skirt was back into her mouth after having dropped it to kiss Wei Ying breathless. Somehow, Lan Zhan pushed her knees—
further apart, practically pressing them into the mattress, leaving Wei Ying crying from the sheer strain, but allowing Lan Zhan to plunge deeper into her, completely bottoming out.
Wei Ying couldn't help but arch into it, helpless to do anything but allow Lan Zhan to take her completely apart.
She was crying snot and tears now as she felt a second orgasm building up, surely to be more intense than the first one.
She was crying snot and tears now as she felt a second orgasm building up, surely to be more intense than the first one.
Suddenly Lan Zhan grabbed her wrist, and forced her to press her own palm to the lower part of her abdomen. She was confused at first, but then she felt it…
A small, tiny lump that revealed itself every time Lan Zhan completely bottomed out inside her.
A small, tiny lump that revealed itself every time Lan Zhan completely bottomed out inside her.
That brought Wei Ying over the edge, with a near-scream as she shook from the intensity, leaving her teeth clacking, and her vision turning white. Wetness squirted out of her abused pussy, completely soaking where they were connected and parts of Lan Zhan's expensive skirt.
She knows she would never be able to orgasm like that ever again.
At least, not without Lan Zhan.
Wei Ying's sobs ring in her own ears, but Lan Zhan was there to kiss the weeping pain away.
…
Her one and only Lan Zhan.
…
Their relationship wasn't always like this.
At least, not without Lan Zhan.
Wei Ying's sobs ring in her own ears, but Lan Zhan was there to kiss the weeping pain away.
…
Her one and only Lan Zhan.
…
Their relationship wasn't always like this.
They had met in high school, barely 16 years old, and Wei Ying would be the first to admit that it wasn’t her proudest moment.
High school was an embarassing and cringy time in anyone’s life, wasn’t it?
Even for Wei Ying, who was popular and outgoing and charming, and, well…
High school was an embarassing and cringy time in anyone’s life, wasn’t it?
Even for Wei Ying, who was popular and outgoing and charming, and, well…
Lan Zhan was the opposite. Quiet, Demure. Kept to herself. Always her nose in a book.
She was /fascinating/.
On the first day of class, Wei Ying saw her sitting alone at the front, and decided she wanted to be her friend.
Of course, Lan Zhan did nothing but ignore her.
She was /fascinating/.
On the first day of class, Wei Ying saw her sitting alone at the front, and decided she wanted to be her friend.
Of course, Lan Zhan did nothing but ignore her.
Every day, Wei Ying sat next to her and tried to get this mysterious girl with rimless glasses and RBF to have a conversation with her. She tried to ask about the books she was reading, the classes she was taking, what she had for lunch, the boys she had a crush on…
Wei Ying didn’t think she was /mean/ to her, sure maybe she teased her here and there, and yeah, maybe it did warrant the eventual blow-out that happened in the library. Lan Zhan had snapped and yelled at her when she went a step too far, her voice raised for the first time ever.
And of course, Wei Ying had only laughed and laughed.
But pretty soon, she stopped coming to their class.
Wei Ying had later found out that Lan Zhan had asked to switch class schedules, far away from the annoying distraction.
It’d be a lie if Wei Ying said she wasn’t upset.
But pretty soon, she stopped coming to their class.
Wei Ying had later found out that Lan Zhan had asked to switch class schedules, far away from the annoying distraction.
It’d be a lie if Wei Ying said she wasn’t upset.
It was her loss then!
But if Wei Ying glanced at the empty seat next to her, and thought of a tall girl with gorgeous long hair and rimless glasses, and felt an ache she couldn’t name swelling deep inside her chest—well no one wouldn’t ever have to know, would they?
But if Wei Ying glanced at the empty seat next to her, and thought of a tall girl with gorgeous long hair and rimless glasses, and felt an ache she couldn’t name swelling deep inside her chest—well no one wouldn’t ever have to know, would they?
The next year would come around, and well who would have thought they’d share the same class /again/?
Wei Ying wasted no time in trying to befriend her, the same ol’ cycle all over again.
Lan Zhan always tried to ignore her.
But she never asked to switch classes that year.
Wei Ying wasted no time in trying to befriend her, the same ol’ cycle all over again.
Lan Zhan always tried to ignore her.
But she never asked to switch classes that year.
Eventually, their tumulous relationship had come to another test.
Wei Ying had overheard someone saying not so very nice things about her favorite classmate.
Of course Wei Ying had to jump in to defend her!
And then a fight had broken out.
Wei Ying had overheard someone saying not so very nice things about her favorite classmate.
Of course Wei Ying had to jump in to defend her!
And then a fight had broken out.
A crowd had formed, people listening in, then afterwards, spreading the word on what happened like crazy.
By the time Lan Zhan heard about what happened in that fight, Wei Ying had gotten suspended.
Then kicked out from the school.
By the time Lan Zhan heard about what happened in that fight, Wei Ying had gotten suspended.
Then kicked out from the school.
Wei Ying didn’t regret her actions, not even once.
Sure, it was a headache for the Jiang family, whom she was living with at the time, but still.
The next time they met, they were two innocent girls who had begun to bloom into women, still with their whole lives ahead of them.
Sure, it was a headache for the Jiang family, whom she was living with at the time, but still.
The next time they met, they were two innocent girls who had begun to bloom into women, still with their whole lives ahead of them.
Wei Ying, barely 19 years old, had rushed into her first university lecture of the semester with almost a minute to spare, plopping into an unclaimed front seat with a deep sigh.
She turned to the person next to her, a slender woman with long, ink-black hair that partially covered her face, perfect posture, reading the class textbook laid out in front of her. She didn’t spare Wei Ying a look, seemingly content to keep to herself.
“Man, I couldn’t find the room to this, I ran around the building 2 times before I found it!!! Hahaha—!”
The girl suddenly turned to face her, and Wei Ying’s laughter died abrubtly.
She blinked.
She couldn’t believe her eyes.
A huge grin spread across her lips.
“Lan Zhan!!!”
The girl suddenly turned to face her, and Wei Ying’s laughter died abrubtly.
She blinked.
She couldn’t believe her eyes.
A huge grin spread across her lips.
“Lan Zhan!!!”
Lan Zhan blinked back at her.
Of course, when Wei Ying started speaking, she had immediately recognized her voice.
Wei Ying’s eyes were bright and her grin was wide. “Lan Zhan! Hi! Oh my gosh, hi! How are you ? How have you been!?”
Of course, when Wei Ying started speaking, she had immediately recognized her voice.
Wei Ying’s eyes were bright and her grin was wide. “Lan Zhan! Hi! Oh my gosh, hi! How are you ? How have you been!?”
The other girl only blinked owlishly, as if she was also in disbelief. Finally, her lips started moving, slowly.
“I have been fine.” She pauses. “And you?”
“I’m good, I’m good! Lan Zhan!” Wei Ying was so excited she could barely contain herself. “We’re in the same class!”
“I have been fine.” She pauses. “And you?”
“I’m good, I’m good! Lan Zhan!” Wei Ying was so excited she could barely contain herself. “We’re in the same class!”
Lan Zhan nodded, her long, silky hair slipping down her shoulders, and her dangly jade earrings sweeping with it. “We are.”
Wei Ying almost giggled. She glanced at Lan Zhan up and down, breifely taking in her appearance—a fasionable turtleneck, long, flowy skirt that almost—
Wei Ying almost giggled. She glanced at Lan Zhan up and down, breifely taking in her appearance—a fasionable turtleneck, long, flowy skirt that almost—
carressed the floor, few bracelets and accessories, and well manicured nails, and…
Her gaze landed a little too long on her chest.
Her full and ample chest.
/That/ wasn’t there when they were in high school!
It was obvious Lan Zhan tries to hide it… but up close like this…
Her gaze landed a little too long on her chest.
Her full and ample chest.
/That/ wasn’t there when they were in high school!
It was obvious Lan Zhan tries to hide it… but up close like this…
“Wei Ying?”
She snapped up from her daze. “Huh? Whuh?”
Lan Zhan’s brows knitted in confusion. “Is something wrong?”
Wei Ying only stared at her face for a second, at her long lashes and glosspy pink lips and perfectly trimmed eyebrows, and…
She snapped up from her daze. “Huh? Whuh?”
Lan Zhan’s brows knitted in confusion. “Is something wrong?”
Wei Ying only stared at her face for a second, at her long lashes and glosspy pink lips and perfectly trimmed eyebrows, and…
(“Was Lan Zhan always this pretty?”)
A small blush bloomed on Wei Ying’s face and she quickly turned away, frantically shaking her head as she laughed nervously.
“Haha—no—! Ah—uhm, nothing’s wrong! Anyways! Oh, oh, uh—! Class is starting, class is starting, shh—!”
A small blush bloomed on Wei Ying’s face and she quickly turned away, frantically shaking her head as she laughed nervously.
“Haha—no—! Ah—uhm, nothing’s wrong! Anyways! Oh, oh, uh—! Class is starting, class is starting, shh—!”
During class, Wei Ying tried to focus, but her thoughts were clouded by the person next to her. She couldn’t help but sneak little glances at the other girl every few minutes.
She didn’t know if it made her crazy to say she could feel Lan Zhan doing the same.
She didn’t know if it made her crazy to say she could feel Lan Zhan doing the same.
When class was over, she quickly packed up, haphazardly throwing her pen and papers into her bag as fast as she could. Somehow, Lan Zhan had gracefully packed up and got up faster than her.
Wei Ying wanted to make small talk with the professor afterwards, but she found herself running out the door, next to Lan Zhan’s side.
Standing side by side like this, Wei Ying’s first thought that the other girl was /tall/, almost like a supermodel.
Standing side by side like this, Wei Ying’s first thought that the other girl was /tall/, almost like a supermodel.
Lan Zhan’s pretty shoes clacked against the school floors, her skirt flowing with movement. She did not stop, but slowed a bit to allow Wei Ying to walk with her.
She was even prettier, like this.
She was even prettier, like this.
By comparison, Wei Ying could say she was not as well dressed as her. She wore only a simple oversized flannel, loose jeans, and mismatched converse. Her hair was short, a wolfcut dyed light brown, that contrasted with Lan Zhan’s long, jet black ink hair. Lan Zhan’s style was—
not her style, but she found it pretty and elegant, and she could say she was almost attracted to it.
She never felt insecure about her own tomboy-ish personality. But she wasn’t so sure if she could admit that she wasn’t jealous at all.
(Was it even jealousy, or…?)
She never felt insecure about her own tomboy-ish personality. But she wasn’t so sure if she could admit that she wasn’t jealous at all.
(Was it even jealousy, or…?)
She talked down these strange feelings that she couldn’t name, and beamed at her old friend.
“Jiejie! Do you want to get lunch together!”
…
They started a routine, then.
They went to class together, ate lunch afterwards. They studied together in the library, or in the cafe,
“Jiejie! Do you want to get lunch together!”
…
They started a routine, then.
They went to class together, ate lunch afterwards. They studied together in the library, or in the cafe,
or sometimes even in their own apartments. Wei Ying made a lot of other friends, but she always turned her attention to Lan Zhan first. Lan Zhan didn’t have many friends, but found herself sitting at the lunch table in the company of Wei Ying’s group.
They were practically /inseperable/.
By the next semester, the two had even become /best/ friends.
Lan Zhan even got comfortable enough to visit Wei Ying at practice.
Wei Ying joined the recreational football team, and though she didn’t care for it, she was a natural talent.
By the next semester, the two had even become /best/ friends.
Lan Zhan even got comfortable enough to visit Wei Ying at practice.
Wei Ying joined the recreational football team, and though she didn’t care for it, she was a natural talent.
tamped****** lol
Wei Ying was bouncing the ball on her knees, counting to herself, when one of her teammates referred her attention to the bleachers.
There, she spotted a familiar figure, in her typical flowy skirt, and a flowy top to match, with an umbrella in hand to block off the beating sun.
There, she spotted a familiar figure, in her typical flowy skirt, and a flowy top to match, with an umbrella in hand to block off the beating sun.
She missed the next bounce, and ball dropped to the ground, forgotten, as a beaming wide smile grew on her face and she ran up to the bleachers.
“Jiejie!!!! Hi!!!”
A tiny, delicate, smile graced Lan Zhan’s lips. Wei Ying could never get tired of making her smile.
“Jiejie!!!! Hi!!!”
A tiny, delicate, smile graced Lan Zhan’s lips. Wei Ying could never get tired of making her smile.
Wei Ying went up the bleachers and stood next to Lan Zhan, propping one leg up on the bench.
“You’re here! Hi! Are you gonna watch me play?”
For a moment, Lan Zhan’s gaze was not on hers. Instead, she was looking at the propped up leg, the smooth expanse of her inner thighs—
“You’re here! Hi! Are you gonna watch me play?”
For a moment, Lan Zhan’s gaze was not on hers. Instead, she was looking at the propped up leg, the smooth expanse of her inner thighs—
exposed where her shorts were riding up. It wasn’t anything, but…
Wei Ying remembered that Lan Zhan came from a fairly conservative and modest family. Lan Zhan probably thought she was being too obscene.
She quickly placed her leg down and stood properly. “Sorry, sorry!”
Wei Ying remembered that Lan Zhan came from a fairly conservative and modest family. Lan Zhan probably thought she was being too obscene.
She quickly placed her leg down and stood properly. “Sorry, sorry!”
As if only just now coming out of a trance, Lan Zhan blinked and looked at her in confusion.
“What?”
Wei Ying waved it off. “Anyways, I don’t think practice today is gonna be any exciting, we don’t eben have a set game yet! But if you want, we can get boba after? Ah—no, wait—
“What?”
Wei Ying waved it off. “Anyways, I don’t think practice today is gonna be any exciting, we don’t eben have a set game yet! But if you want, we can get boba after? Ah—no, wait—
—nevermind. I don’t think I have any money right n—”
“I can pay for you,” Lan Zhan abruptly said.
Wei Ying blinked owlishly.
“Ah, you—no, wait—! I can’t let you do that Lan Zha—!”
“I. Will. Pay. For. You.”
“I can pay for you,” Lan Zhan abruptly said.
Wei Ying blinked owlishly.
“Ah, you—no, wait—! I can’t let you do that Lan Zha—!”
“I. Will. Pay. For. You.”
Lan Zhan said it one word at a time, like it there wasn’t any room for negotiation. Like she’s made up her mind and nothing will be able to change it.
Lan Zhan was an extremely stubborn person.
A smile twitched on Wei Ying’s lips.
“Okayyy!” She exclaimed. “If jiejie insists!”
Lan Zhan was an extremely stubborn person.
A smile twitched on Wei Ying’s lips.
“Okayyy!” She exclaimed. “If jiejie insists!”
Boba after practice was a very good idea.
Wei Ying was sweaty, and didn’t realize how tired she was until she plopped into the booth in the cafe.
She happily sipped her drink and talked about random things on end, without pause. Asked for Lan Zhan’s input.
Wei Ying was sweaty, and didn’t realize how tired she was until she plopped into the booth in the cafe.
She happily sipped her drink and talked about random things on end, without pause. Asked for Lan Zhan’s input.
Always wanting her attention.
Lan Zhan was happy to give it. She listened to every word she said with a content and peaceful look on her face.
…
One day, Wei Ying was asked out on a date by a classmate.
She was flattered, but she was quite surprised.
Lan Zhan was happy to give it. She listened to every word she said with a content and peaceful look on her face.
…
One day, Wei Ying was asked out on a date by a classmate.
She was flattered, but she was quite surprised.
He was kind and polite, but she didn’t know the guy all that well. They were labmates, so she didn’t want to leave an awkward feeling in between them if she rejected him so quickly.
So she said yes.
On the day of the date, she had /thought/ she was nonchalant about it.
So she said yes.
On the day of the date, she had /thought/ she was nonchalant about it.
And she was, for the week.
It was a casual date—nothing was supposed to happen in between them, wasn’t there?
But she started feeling a little nervous only hours before she was supposed to get ready.
It was a casual date—nothing was supposed to happen in between them, wasn’t there?
But she started feeling a little nervous only hours before she was supposed to get ready.
She didn’t understand why at the time, but she felt like she needed a friend, which is why she immediately showed up at Lan Zhan’s door uninvited.
“Wei Ying?”
Lan Zhan opened the door to find Wei Ying there, fidgety and nervous.
“Lan Zhan… can I come in?”
“Wei Ying?”
Lan Zhan opened the door to find Wei Ying there, fidgety and nervous.
“Lan Zhan… can I come in?”
Lan Zhan let her in without question.
After a few minutes, she placed a steaming mug of green tea in her hands, and sat on the couch next to her.
“Thank you, jiejie.”
Lan Zhan blinked slowly. “No need.”
Wei Ying smiled stiffly. She glanced around her.
After a few minutes, she placed a steaming mug of green tea in her hands, and sat on the couch next to her.
“Thank you, jiejie.”
Lan Zhan blinked slowly. “No need.”
Wei Ying smiled stiffly. She glanced around her.
Lan Zhan’s apartment was small, but it was tastefully decorated. Not minimal, but it was clean, simple decorations, and small plants hung around the room here and there.
It smelled like sandalwood.
Not the cheap stuff that was sold in retail stores. But not too strong either.
It smelled like sandalwood.
Not the cheap stuff that was sold in retail stores. But not too strong either.
Lan Zhan’s place was almost like a source of comfort to Wei Ying.
She peaked a glanced at the girl next to her.
Lan Zhan herself was in her pyjamas—a light-blue, two piece silk set. The bottoms were cropped at her shin, revealing a peak of two slender, pretty legs.
She peaked a glanced at the girl next to her.
Lan Zhan herself was in her pyjamas—a light-blue, two piece silk set. The bottoms were cropped at her shin, revealing a peak of two slender, pretty legs.
She quickly turned away.
“Wei Ying?”
Nervousness ate at her. She didn’t know why it was so hard to talk about this. It’s just a date, it doesn’t mean anything, right,
Wei Ying squeezed her eyes shut.
Then she blurted everything she kept inside of her all at once.
“Wei Ying?”
Nervousness ate at her. She didn’t know why it was so hard to talk about this. It’s just a date, it doesn’t mean anything, right,
Wei Ying squeezed her eyes shut.
Then she blurted everything she kept inside of her all at once.
“LANZHANIHAVEADATETODAYANDIMREALLYNERVOUSIDONTKNOWWHYBUTIMREALLYREALLYREALLTREAAAAAALLLLYNERVOus and. Uhm—!”
Silence.
Wei Ying peaked a glance at her friend.
Lan Zhan wore no expression on her face.
“I’m really nervous,” she squeaked.
“I can tell,” Lan Zhan deadpanned.
Silence.
Wei Ying peaked a glance at her friend.
Lan Zhan wore no expression on her face.
“I’m really nervous,” she squeaked.
“I can tell,” Lan Zhan deadpanned.
Wei Ying squirms in place and fiddles with her fingers.
“W—well. I. Uhm. I know it was wrong of me to not tell you about this. And I’m sorry I didn’t, because we’re best friends and I’m supposed to tell you everything, and, uhm—!”
“W—well. I. Uhm. I know it was wrong of me to not tell you about this. And I’m sorry I didn’t, because we’re best friends and I’m supposed to tell you everything, and, uhm—!”
Lan Zhan abruptly intterupts her, “Do you like him?”
Wei Ying squeaks.
“W-well—! He’s nice! But! Uhm. It’s just a casual date! Between classmates! I barely know him! So. Haha…”
Her voice is unnatural even to her own ears.
Wei Ying squeaks.
“W-well—! He’s nice! But! Uhm. It’s just a casual date! Between classmates! I barely know him! So. Haha…”
Her voice is unnatural even to her own ears.
Lan Zhan only stares at her.
“And you agreed to date a guy you don’t know?”
Wei Ying squeaks again and hides her face in her hands.
“It’s not—It’s not like that! It’s just one date! It doesn’t have to mean anything, right!?!?!?”
“…Doesn’t have to mean anything!?”
“And you agreed to date a guy you don’t know?”
Wei Ying squeaks again and hides her face in her hands.
“It’s not—It’s not like that! It’s just one date! It doesn’t have to mean anything, right!?!?!?”
“…Doesn’t have to mean anything!?”
Lan Zhan’s voice is steady, but there’s a tone of… something in it. Anger? Repulsion? Disbelief?
Wei Ying wants to hide into the couch. “W-well. That’s what people do, right…?”
Go on casual dates. Try to see if you have chemistry with a person. Take it further if you do.
Wei Ying wants to hide into the couch. “W-well. That’s what people do, right…?”
Go on casual dates. Try to see if you have chemistry with a person. Take it further if you do.
Ghost them if you don’t.
Things like that.
Lan Zhan must’ve realized something, because she then sighed, and placed a tentative, yet comforting, hand on Wei Ying’s own, coaxing her to come out of hiding.
“It’s alright,” she says. “What are you nervous?”
Things like that.
Lan Zhan must’ve realized something, because she then sighed, and placed a tentative, yet comforting, hand on Wei Ying’s own, coaxing her to come out of hiding.
“It’s alright,” she says. “What are you nervous?”
Wei Ying sniffs. “It’s my first ever date.”
Lan Zhan’s face is expressionless. “Is there something you’re expecting from it?”
For the first time ever, Wei Ying is the one whose scandalized. “What!? No!!! I’m not!!!!! Lan Zhan how could you SAY that!!!”
Lan Zhan’s face is expressionless. “Is there something you’re expecting from it?”
For the first time ever, Wei Ying is the one whose scandalized. “What!? No!!! I’m not!!!!! Lan Zhan how could you SAY that!!!”
Something in Lan Zhan seems to relax a bit. It was almost unnoticeable, but Wei Ying saw it anyways.
She was affronted. “Lan Zhan! Do you think that lowly of me??”
Lan Zhan flinched. “Wei Ying—“
Without letting her finish, she quickly stood up and gathered to leave.
She was affronted. “Lan Zhan! Do you think that lowly of me??”
Lan Zhan flinched. “Wei Ying—“
Without letting her finish, she quickly stood up and gathered to leave.
“I can’t believe you! Really!? Lan Zhan, you think I’d do it with the first person that’ll throw themselves at me!?!? Just because boys like me doesn’t mean I actually want to have sex with them!!! Ugh! Whatever! I don’t know why I even came here!”
“Wei Ying—!”
“Wei Ying—!”
And with that, she stomped to the enterance, put on her shoes, and promptly left Lan Zhan’s apartment.
Lan Zhan didn’t even follow after her.
Looking back on it a few hours later, she realizes just how much she overreacted.
Yelling at Lan Zhan left a bitter taste in her mouth.
Lan Zhan didn’t even follow after her.
Looking back on it a few hours later, she realizes just how much she overreacted.
Yelling at Lan Zhan left a bitter taste in her mouth.
She’s swirling the pasta on her plate, in the middle of her date nearly 3 hours later. She’s dazed and unfocused, only the conversation between her and Lan Zhan from earlier replaying in her mind like a movie.
It was completely and utterly unwarranted, she realizes.
It was completely and utterly unwarranted, she realizes.
Her date is polite about it, a kind smile on his face as he asks her about how the food is tasting, if everything is alright, and the like.
Wei Ying can only nod back politely.
There’s only awkward silence after a while.
Wei Ying can only nod back politely.
There’s only awkward silence after a while.
It was very much unlike Wei Ying to not fill the air with chatter, no matter who the other person was. Very rarely did the other person have to fill in for her.
This classmate of hers barely knew her, but knew enough of her excessive chattering in class to be concerned.
This classmate of hers barely knew her, but knew enough of her excessive chattering in class to be concerned.
“Are you alright?”
Wei Ying is not.
She feels uneasy. Guilt eats at her and the more she sits her the more she feels like she’s just wasting her time.
Goosebumps rise on her bare leg. She feels exposed in her overall dress, even though it only reaches just above her knee.
Wei Ying is not.
She feels uneasy. Guilt eats at her and the more she sits her the more she feels like she’s just wasting her time.
Goosebumps rise on her bare leg. She feels exposed in her overall dress, even though it only reaches just above her knee.
She doesn’t know why, but being here just feels wrong.
Until she can place a name on the feeling, she smiles politely and shakes her head.
“I’m fine,” she reassures.
Until she can place a name on the feeling, she smiles politely and shakes her head.
“I’m fine,” she reassures.
She ends up taking the rest of the pasta to-go (she hates italian, she only just remembered by the time they’ve left the resturaunt), and tried to engage in the reat of the conversation with her date as the night heads off into a close. It’s really hard.
She lets him walk her home, all the way to the front of her apartment building.
This is where her feelings were put to the test.
“Thank you for tonight,” her date says.
“Yes.”
“I had a nice time.”
“Yeah…”
Awkward silence.
This is where her feelings were put to the test.
“Thank you for tonight,” her date says.
“Yes.”
“I had a nice time.”
“Yeah…”
Awkward silence.
“I’d like to this again some time, if you’re interested.”
So cliched.
She only bites her lip, and doesn’t respond.
Wei Ying is sure she’s seen this a thousand times in dramas before.
Suddenly, her date is all up in her space, way too close for comfort.
She startles.
So cliched.
She only bites her lip, and doesn’t respond.
Wei Ying is sure she’s seen this a thousand times in dramas before.
Suddenly, her date is all up in her space, way too close for comfort.
She startles.
He leans in, and it’s all too fast.
Luckily, Wei Ying is faster—she leans back abruptly.
“What are you doing?”
Her date’s eyes, lidded at first, suddenly blow wide, as if he hadn’t realized he’d overstepped, and straightens his back.
“O-Oh, sorry, I didn’t—I thought…!”
Luckily, Wei Ying is faster—she leans back abruptly.
“What are you doing?”
Her date’s eyes, lidded at first, suddenly blow wide, as if he hadn’t realized he’d overstepped, and straightens his back.
“O-Oh, sorry, I didn’t—I thought…!”
“It’s fine!” She blurts out. “Don’t…”
“I thought you were into me, so I didn’t ask,” he explains. “If you don’t want to, it’s fine.”
Heat fills Wei Ying’s cheeks, but it’s more out of embarassment.
“I thought you were into me, so I didn’t ask,” he explains. “If you don’t want to, it’s fine.”
Heat fills Wei Ying’s cheeks, but it’s more out of embarassment.
“Yeah,” she agrees, and before she can think, she continues. “Sorry. I—uh. I think I’m just leading you on. You should—uhm. Find someone else. I don’t think I’m what you’re looking for. Sorry.”
It’s not until she gets inside her apartment that she realizes she was almost kissed.
It’s not until she gets inside her apartment that she realizes she was almost kissed.
Wei Ying’s lower lip wobbles and she all but slides down the door of apartment, and curls into a small, pathetic ball.
She was supposed to have a nice time. She knows she didn’t expect anything out of it, and nothing did, so why—!?
A sniffle escapes her as she tries not to cry.
She was supposed to have a nice time. She knows she didn’t expect anything out of it, and nothing did, so why—!?
A sniffle escapes her as she tries not to cry.
“Jiejie…”
She wanted Lan Zhan.
She curls tighter into herself.
It was close to midnight. Surely Lan Zhan would be asleep by now.
She sniffs again and wipes the tear that threatened to fall.
No, no, no.
This wouldn’t do!
She wanted Lan Zhan.
She curls tighter into herself.
It was close to midnight. Surely Lan Zhan would be asleep by now.
She sniffs again and wipes the tear that threatened to fall.
No, no, no.
This wouldn’t do!
She needed to apologize to Lan Zhan, or it’ll eat her up all week!
Even if Lan Zhan was dead asleep, she had to try at any cost!
With newfound determination, she wiped her face tried and quickly stood up, running back out her apartment and into the street outside.
Even if Lan Zhan was dead asleep, she had to try at any cost!
With newfound determination, she wiped her face tried and quickly stood up, running back out her apartment and into the street outside.
She ran through the streets as fast as she could, still in her mary jane heels that clacked against the pavement and her cute date outfit that exposed a bit of her upper thighs. She didn’t have the time to care about any of that.
wiped her face dry**** i hate swipe keyboard man
She had to be buzzed in to get into Lan Zhan’s apartment, but someone was coming out just as she was getting, and they had kindly let her through, having seeing her around before.
After expressing her thanks, she ran inside and took the stairs, thankful that she played a sport—
After expressing her thanks, she ran inside and took the stairs, thankful that she played a sport—
regularly as she became slightly out of breath at the right level, and ran up right to Lan Zhan’s door.
She furiously rang the bell, and pounded at the door.
“Jiejie?” She cried out. “Lan-jiejie, it’s me! Please open up!!!”
The longer Lan Zhan didn’t open the door, the longer—
She furiously rang the bell, and pounded at the door.
“Jiejie?” She cried out. “Lan-jiejie, it’s me! Please open up!!!”
The longer Lan Zhan didn’t open the door, the longer—
she became worried. Tears sprung to her eyes as she kept ringing the bell and pounding the door faster.
However, it seemed as if those worries were unjust, because very soon, Lan Zhan swings the door open so fast that Wei Ying practically yelped.
“Lan Zhan!!!!”
However, it seemed as if those worries were unjust, because very soon, Lan Zhan swings the door open so fast that Wei Ying practically yelped.
“Lan Zhan!!!!”
“………Wei Ying…!?”
Something was strange about Lan Zhan. Her eyes were rimmed red, her face flushed, and she was wearing a completely different set of pyjamas for some reason.
But that didn’t matter to Wei Ying right now. She smiled wide, but tears began to streak her cheeks.
Something was strange about Lan Zhan. Her eyes were rimmed red, her face flushed, and she was wearing a completely different set of pyjamas for some reason.
But that didn’t matter to Wei Ying right now. She smiled wide, but tears began to streak her cheeks.
“Jiejie!” She cried. “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!!!”
Something visibly softened in Lan Zhan.
“You came all the way here just to tell me that?”
She couldn’t keep it in anymore. Wei Ying begin to blubber as she started to full-on cry now, almost a wail.
Something visibly softened in Lan Zhan.
“You came all the way here just to tell me that?”
She couldn’t keep it in anymore. Wei Ying begin to blubber as she started to full-on cry now, almost a wail.
“I-I-I—I’m s-sorry! I’m really—really sorry! I-I-I—I didn’t mean—! To—s-s-say—tha—!”
Suddenly, she was enveloped in warmth, and her face was smooshed into the top of Lan Zhan’s chest, her entire body engulfed in Lan Zhan’s arms.
Suddenly, she was enveloped in warmth, and her face was smooshed into the top of Lan Zhan’s chest, her entire body engulfed in Lan Zhan’s arms.
“Wei Ying,” Lan Zhan started, and her voice was as close to a crack as it could get. “You don’t have to apologize to me.”
“Jiejie…!”
Wei Ying tamped down her sniffles as she snuggled further into Lan Zhan’s arms. Her scent and her warmth made her really dizzy, and she let—
“Jiejie…!”
Wei Ying tamped down her sniffles as she snuggled further into Lan Zhan’s arms. Her scent and her warmth made her really dizzy, and she let—
the wonderful smell of her fill her nostrils, so sweet and heady. Lan Zhan was tall, so she had no choice but to let her face be pressed against the top of her chest, above her breasts. She could feel those soft buns brush against her neck through the sheer pyjama top, and—
something… a feeling of exhilaration… passed over her, and she some part of her suddenly wanted to feel /more/—
Soon, she was sitting on Lan Zhan’s couch, her dries tearing up, and a warm mug (the same one that she drank out of before) of tea in her hands.
Soon, she was sitting on Lan Zhan’s couch, her dries tearing up, and a warm mug (the same one that she drank out of before) of tea in her hands.
((her tears drying up *** lmfaooo howd did i even mess that up))
She perked up when Lan Zhan came by with a plate of peeled orange slices in hand, set it on the table, and sat next to Wei Ying, just a hair’s breath away from her.
For a moment, Lan Zhan was hesistant.
Then she reached over, and gently brushed the hair out of Wei Ying’s face.
For a moment, Lan Zhan was hesistant.
Then she reached over, and gently brushed the hair out of Wei Ying’s face.
It was a tiny gesture, but it made Wei Ying blush a little, and she preened into the attention.
Without her permission, a tiny teardrop, leftover from her crying, fell from her lashes.
She heard Lan Zhan sigh.
“Silly girl,” she whispered. “Why are you still crying?”
Without her permission, a tiny teardrop, leftover from her crying, fell from her lashes.
She heard Lan Zhan sigh.
“Silly girl,” she whispered. “Why are you still crying?”
Wei Ying resisted the urge to squirm. Lan Zhan never called her petnames like that.
“You’re the silly one,” she mumbled back, with nothing really better to say.
She heard a huff of air above her, and she didn’t really know what it meant. But then Lan Zhan was holding her face,
“You’re the silly one,” she mumbled back, with nothing really better to say.
She heard a huff of air above her, and she didn’t really know what it meant. But then Lan Zhan was holding her face,
tenderly thumbing her cheek, and it was warm, so so warm, and then…
“Come here.”
And then Wei Ying was being pulled into another hug, her face comfortably resting atop Lan Zhan’s chest, Lan Zhan stroking her hair and her cold back—comforting. Grounding.
Warm.
“Come here.”
And then Wei Ying was being pulled into another hug, her face comfortably resting atop Lan Zhan’s chest, Lan Zhan stroking her hair and her cold back—comforting. Grounding.
Warm.
Wei Ying didn’t whine, but it was an almost sure thing.
“Jiejie…” she mumbled, and the tears started flowing again.
Lan Zhan held her through it.
She didn’t cry loud and messy this time around, just let the tears flow and sniffled and hiccupped till she couldn’t anymore.
“Jiejie…” she mumbled, and the tears started flowing again.
Lan Zhan held her through it.
She didn’t cry loud and messy this time around, just let the tears flow and sniffled and hiccupped till she couldn’t anymore.
Finally, she answered the question Lan Zhan had asked her: “He almost kissed me.”
The hand in her hair freezes in place. Lan Zhan is eerily still.
“He almost kissed me,” she continued, her sniffles started up again. “And I thought I’d be ready for that, at least, but—but…!”
The hand in her hair freezes in place. Lan Zhan is eerily still.
“He almost kissed me,” she continued, her sniffles started up again. “And I thought I’d be ready for that, at least, but—but…!”
“But you weren’t?” Lan Zhan whispered.
Wei Ying nods a bit, her chin brushing the top of Lan Zhan’s breasts.
“I don’t know how to kiss people, either,” she whispers, almost like a confession. “I’ve never done it before.”
Lan Zhan doesn’t say anything—just holds her tighter.
Wei Ying nods a bit, her chin brushing the top of Lan Zhan’s breasts.
“I don’t know how to kiss people, either,” she whispers, almost like a confession. “I’ve never done it before.”
Lan Zhan doesn’t say anything—just holds her tighter.
“I don’t know if I ever want too, Lan Zhan,” she says. “I—I’ve never…”
Lan Zhan waits patiently. Her stroking on her hair resumes.
“I-I mean. The desire. You know. For other people. It just never…”
“Other people?”
Wei Ying squirms a little. “I mean. I don’t know… I just—”
Lan Zhan waits patiently. Her stroking on her hair resumes.
“I-I mean. The desire. You know. For other people. It just never…”
“Other people?”
Wei Ying squirms a little. “I mean. I don’t know… I just—”
“Wei Ying,” Lan Zhan inturrupts, and Lan Zhan hardly ever inturrupts her. “Focus. What are you trying to say?”
Wei Ying squeezes her eyes tight, and relunctantly extracts herself from Lan Zhan’s arms.
And looks up into her eyes.
Lan Zhan was so pretty.
Wei Ying squeezes her eyes tight, and relunctantly extracts herself from Lan Zhan’s arms.
And looks up into her eyes.
Lan Zhan was so pretty.
She was bathed in moonlight, practically glowing in it, her lips pink and plump and shiny and her hair falling in curtains around her shoulders. Her lashes seemed to wisp against her cheek whenever she looked down, and her earlobes darkened crimson the longer she was stared at.
Her pyjama top was low cut, revealing just a bit of cleavage, and doing nothing to hide the perky nipples that protruded through the sheer material. Wei Ying didn’t know why she changed her pyjamas, but she was thankful for the way her sheer shorts barely hid her pale,
smooth thighs, and the way Lan Zhan still tried to sit modestly despite for all they showed.
Before she knew it, Wei Ying was leaning in.
And their lips were hardly centimeters apart.
Lan Zhan didn’t dodge or lean back.
But she let out a low warning of, “Wei Ying.”
Before she knew it, Wei Ying was leaning in.
And their lips were hardly centimeters apart.
Lan Zhan didn’t dodge or lean back.
But she let out a low warning of, “Wei Ying.”
Wei Ying trembled a bit, her gaze only locked on the pink, soft-looking lips in front of her.
“Jiejie…” she mumbled, and tentatively leaned in.
Lan Zhan’s lips were as soft as they looked. And they were warm. They felt nice, and Wei Ying didn’t dare do anything more than—
“Jiejie…” she mumbled, and tentatively leaned in.
Lan Zhan’s lips were as soft as they looked. And they were warm. They felt nice, and Wei Ying didn’t dare do anything more than—
press their mouths together, unmoving. Lan Zhan was stock still, not breaking off the kiss but not reciprocating either.
Suddenly, as if reality had come crashing down on her, Wei Ying stiffened, and quickly separated, her face flushed in shame.
Suddenly, as if reality had come crashing down on her, Wei Ying stiffened, and quickly separated, her face flushed in shame.
She couldn’t believe herself!
What was she thinking!?
What is she /doing/?
She felt like crying.
“J-jiejie—! I-I—I’m sorry-! I didn’t mean—!”
Then, like a rubber band snapping, Lan Zhan jolted, grabbed her wrists, leaned back in, and crashed their lips together again.
“!?”
What was she thinking!?
What is she /doing/?
She felt like crying.
“J-jiejie—! I-I—I’m sorry-! I didn’t mean—!”
Then, like a rubber band snapping, Lan Zhan jolted, grabbed her wrists, leaned back in, and crashed their lips together again.
“!?”
This kiss was nothing like the first one.
Electrifying. Ravenous. Lan Zhan kissed her like her life depended on it, open-mouthed and too much tongue and teeth. Wei Ying couldn’t help but moan quietly, and she kisses back with almost equal fierceness, though she struggled to—
Electrifying. Ravenous. Lan Zhan kissed her like her life depended on it, open-mouthed and too much tongue and teeth. Wei Ying couldn’t help but moan quietly, and she kisses back with almost equal fierceness, though she struggled to—
keep up with the force that was Lan Zhan.
Lan Zhan tilted their heads together, deepening the kiss, forcing her to crane her neck upwards into it. She tasted so good, like minty toothpaste, and smelled nice—so so /so/ nice, that she didn’t want to smell anything else ever again.
Lan Zhan tilted their heads together, deepening the kiss, forcing her to crane her neck upwards into it. She tasted so good, like minty toothpaste, and smelled nice—so so /so/ nice, that she didn’t want to smell anything else ever again.
Lan Zhan’s breasts pressed into her own tiny ones, and she didn’t feel any shame at all when she arched her back to press them closer, desperate to feel the soft buns against her own, even if they were still in between layers of clothes.
Wei Ying was addicted.
Wei Ying was addicted.
She trembled a bit under Lan Zhan, her knees growing weak, her legs becoming jelly, almost unable to support herself at all. Before she knew it, she was being pushed back into the couch, her legs automatically opening up to make space for Lan Zhan above.
When Wei Ying was on her back, Lan Zhan broke off their kiss, saliva stringing in between their lips that shone in the pale moonlight, and leaned up on her elbows, staring.
Wei Ying took a moment to catch her breathe.
“J-Jie—hah…hah—Jiejie…”
“…”
Wei Ying took a moment to catch her breathe.
“J-Jie—hah…hah—Jiejie…”
“…”
Lan Zhan didn’t say anything. She only reached to grasp Wei Ying’s chin and tenderly stroke her glistening lips with her thumb.
Her fingers were soft against her skin, slender and pretty and well manicured. Her nails were sharp, almond shaped and painted pale baby blue.
Her fingers were soft against her skin, slender and pretty and well manicured. Her nails were sharp, almond shaped and painted pale baby blue.
Wei Ying nuzzled into it.
She looked to her with pleading eyes.
“Jiejie…”
Lan Zhan thumbed her lips, gently parted them.
And slid her finger inside her mouth.
Wei Ying whined into it, a blush appearing on her cheeks, but she happily accepted it, trusting.
She looked to her with pleading eyes.
“Jiejie…”
Lan Zhan thumbed her lips, gently parted them.
And slid her finger inside her mouth.
Wei Ying whined into it, a blush appearing on her cheeks, but she happily accepted it, trusting.
The inside of her mouth was warm and inviting, her tongue soft and wet. Wei Ying eagarly sucked and licked at the intruding thumb, her eyes wide and trusting, never leaving Lan Zhan’s own.
“Wei Ying,” Lan Zhan rasped.
Her voice was raw and hoarse, completely unlike her usual—
“Wei Ying,” Lan Zhan rasped.
Her voice was raw and hoarse, completely unlike her usual—
soft and low tone. Wei Ying moaned a bit, the heat building up in between her legs because of it. She tried to squeezed her legs together, but Lan Zhan was in between them, so she ended up squeezing around her waist instead.
Lan Zhan choked.
Lan Zhan choked.
In one swift motion, Lan Zhan pulled her finger out, letting the saliva fall back on her lips, and kissed her again.
She made sure to give her as much tongue as she could.
Wei Ying whimpered.
Finally, they separated with a pop, their breaths mingling together.
She made sure to give her as much tongue as she could.
Wei Ying whimpered.
Finally, they separated with a pop, their breaths mingling together.
Lan Zhan’s expression seemed so raw, so open, so thouroughly debauched and kissed, and Wei Ying couldn’t believe what her eyes were telling her despite all that she just experienced.
“Wei Ying,” she tried again, her voice almost pleading. “What did you mean? What did you mean by ‘other people’?”
Wei Ying was unhearing, only focused on the pink lips in front of her. “Whuh…?”
Wei Ying was unhearing, only focused on the pink lips in front of her. “Whuh…?”
Lan Zhan leaned down, their lips milimeters apart, and continued. “You said you had no desire for other people.”
Wei Ying’s eyes lidded. “Yeah…”
Lan Zhan’s voice was so quiet, uncharacteristicly tentative, that Wei Ying could barely hear it. “So what are you doing now?”
Wei Ying’s eyes lidded. “Yeah…”
Lan Zhan’s voice was so quiet, uncharacteristicly tentative, that Wei Ying could barely hear it. “So what are you doing now?”
Wei Ying leaned up and press their lips together.
“I can’t help it,” she mumbled into their kiss. “Jiejie is really hot…”
They made out again, wet and messy, on the couch like that. Heat built up in between her legs, and she couldn’t help but circle her hips a tiny bit.
“I can’t help it,” she mumbled into their kiss. “Jiejie is really hot…”
They made out again, wet and messy, on the couch like that. Heat built up in between her legs, and she couldn’t help but circle her hips a tiny bit.
Lan Zhan’s breasts pressed on hers, almost slipping out of the sheer top, and Wei Ying wimpered at the feeling.
Then, she felt a warm hand press against her bare inner thigh, sharp nails caressing her sensitive skin.
She moaned softly.
Instinctively spread her legs wider.
Then, she felt a warm hand press against her bare inner thigh, sharp nails caressing her sensitive skin.
She moaned softly.
Instinctively spread her legs wider.
She heard a sharp intake of breath above her.
“Wei Ying…!”
She whined.
“Jiejie,” she pleaded. “I need you, I really need you! I don’t know—I don’t know what I’m supposed to do—! I feel crazy! Fuck—Jiejie… the whole time I was on that date, I was only thinking about you! I’m—
“Wei Ying…!”
She whined.
“Jiejie,” she pleaded. “I need you, I really need you! I don’t know—I don’t know what I’m supposed to do—! I feel crazy! Fuck—Jiejie… the whole time I was on that date, I was only thinking about you! I’m—
always thinking about you! What you—what you do to me—and your boobs—fuck! Jiejie, your boobs are so big, don’t you notice that I always stare at them? I wanna press my face into them, like all the time, fuck—is that perverted? I can’t help it, you’re so, you’re just so—!”
Lan Zhan couldn’t take it any bit of her chattering anymore—she fiercely crashed their lips together, and at the same time slipped her hand underneath the hem of Wei Ying’s dress, up, up, her thigh,
And suddenly cupped her aching, warm pussy underneath.
Wei Ying moaned loudly.
And suddenly cupped her aching, warm pussy underneath.
Wei Ying moaned loudly.
Lan Zhan rubs her over her panties, soaked in her own desire, with two deft fingers, careful as to not hurt or scratch her with her sharp nails. She circles them methodically, over where her hole would be, and finds her clit, even over the fabric, and rubs it with her thumb too.
It’s good. It feels so good. Wei Ying has never felt this good before, not even on her own fingers. The heat continued to build up in between her legs, an ache deep inside her that was desperate to be touched, desperate only for Lan Zhan.
Knowing that it’s Lan Zhan doing this to her, kissing her and fingering her and pressing her boobs on hers, the heat builds up faster than anything she’s ever experienced in her life.
Wei Ying embarassingly realizes that she’s already close to finishing.
“Fuck!” She cried in their kiss, her moans becoming high pitched and needy. “Ah—fuck, jiejie, please, please, please, just a bit more—!”
“Fuck!” She cried in their kiss, her moans becoming high pitched and needy. “Ah—fuck, jiejie, please, please, please, just a bit more—!”
Wei Ying hardly masterbated on her own.
There was a few times when she did, where she spend hours rubbing her clit trying to get off, mostly testing, unsure if she actually had any desire. There were a few successful attempts, but it was hardly worth the hours wasted.
There was a few times when she did, where she spend hours rubbing her clit trying to get off, mostly testing, unsure if she actually had any desire. There were a few successful attempts, but it was hardly worth the hours wasted.
Call it inexperience. Call it a lack of desire. She as sure didn’t know why it was.
Which was why she was so shocked when her body spasmed now, and she came only just moments after Lan Zhan got a hand on her.
Her body shook, and her legs trembled through the aftershocks.
Which was why she was so shocked when her body spasmed now, and she came only just moments after Lan Zhan got a hand on her.
Her body shook, and her legs trembled through the aftershocks.
She had never felt this blissful in her life. Ever.
Lan Zhan took care of her, helped her finish all the way through, making her feel it to the end.
She moaned into their kiss as Lan Zhan finished her off, and whined when Lan Zhan removed her hand from her trembling sex.
Lan Zhan took care of her, helped her finish all the way through, making her feel it to the end.
She moaned into their kiss as Lan Zhan finished her off, and whined when Lan Zhan removed her hand from her trembling sex.
Lan Zhan brought her hand to their face, inspecting it.
On her hand, was an almost opaque, viscous liquid that ran down her fingers.
Lan Zhan’s eyes blew wide.
It must have seeped from the crease of her panties for sure, seeing as how /wet/ Wei Ying felt down there.
On her hand, was an almost opaque, viscous liquid that ran down her fingers.
Lan Zhan’s eyes blew wide.
It must have seeped from the crease of her panties for sure, seeing as how /wet/ Wei Ying felt down there.
“Wei Ying…” Lan Zhan whispered, and her hand trembled a bit. “You…”
Wei Ying was in a daze, her mind clouded, unseeing to the sight in front of her, but her mouth moved faster than her brain,
“Jiejie, it’s because of you,” she whined. “I came so easily because of you!”
Wei Ying was in a daze, her mind clouded, unseeing to the sight in front of her, but her mouth moved faster than her brain,
“Jiejie, it’s because of you,” she whined. “I came so easily because of you!”
Lan Zhan stared at her incredulously.
She squirmed under her gaze. “Jiejie… I just… I never… You—It’s because of you—! I’ve never been able to make myself come like that. You—you’re just so—so…”
Lan Zhan’s eyelashes fluttered, her ears turning a deep shade of red.
She squirmed under her gaze. “Jiejie… I just… I never… You—It’s because of you—! I’ve never been able to make myself come like that. You—you’re just so—so…”
Lan Zhan’s eyelashes fluttered, her ears turning a deep shade of red.
“Wei Ying…”
That’s all the warning Wei Ying gets before she’s kissed again, and Lan Zhan’s hands are under her dress and in between her legs again.
Wei Ying whines when she feels Lan Zhan sliding her panties down, her wet slick clinging the ruined fabric.
That’s all the warning Wei Ying gets before she’s kissed again, and Lan Zhan’s hands are under her dress and in between her legs again.
Wei Ying whines when she feels Lan Zhan sliding her panties down, her wet slick clinging the ruined fabric.
She eases her hips up, allowing the panties to be removed, down , down her legs, where its left hanging on one ankle, forgotten.
Then, Lan Zhan has a hand on her, her dress still covering her from view, and she moans when she fingers in between her slick folds.
Then, Lan Zhan has a hand on her, her dress still covering her from view, and she moans when she fingers in between her slick folds.
Her expression shuts off when she feels her clit played with, and her breath stutters when her folds are spread wide, her hole releasing new bouts of wetness in between.
She lets out a cry when a nail grazes her tender, sensitive skin.
Lan Zhan watches her face, transfixed.
She lets out a cry when a nail grazes her tender, sensitive skin.
Lan Zhan watches her face, transfixed.
Heat pools low in her belly, and she feels an ache buildup where Lan Zhan touches her.
Then, Lan Zhan removes her hand, and brings it in between their faces.
Her fingers, pretty and slender and soft, are soaked in Wei Ying’s filth. Beads of viscous, stringy liquid cling to the—
Then, Lan Zhan removes her hand, and brings it in between their faces.
Her fingers, pretty and slender and soft, are soaked in Wei Ying’s filth. Beads of viscous, stringy liquid cling to the—
pads like they belong there.
Lan Zhan stares at her own fingers.
Then looks at Wei Ying with darkness in the pools of her eyes.
Wei Ying blinks sleepily.
Then Lan Zhan brings her hand up…
and sticks her soiled fingers into her own mouth.
Wei Ying’s eyes blow wide.
Lan Zhan stares at her own fingers.
Then looks at Wei Ying with darkness in the pools of her eyes.
Wei Ying blinks sleepily.
Then Lan Zhan brings her hand up…
and sticks her soiled fingers into her own mouth.
Wei Ying’s eyes blow wide.
“J…jie…”
Lan Zhan licks the taste of her off her fingers, and it shouldn’t be as sexy as it is. She licks every part of her finger with fervor, her eyes hooded and a faint blush on her cheeks.
When did…
When did Lan Zhan—modest and shy Lan Zhan—learn to do such a thing!?!?
Lan Zhan licks the taste of her off her fingers, and it shouldn’t be as sexy as it is. She licks every part of her finger with fervor, her eyes hooded and a faint blush on her cheeks.
When did…
When did Lan Zhan—modest and shy Lan Zhan—learn to do such a thing!?!?
Heat flushes on Wei Ying cheeks as she watches Lan Zhan lick up her slick like it’s nothing big, like she was sweet and tasty and Lan Zhan’s favorite treat and…
Lan Zhan pulls her fingers out, and leans back in to kiss her on the lips.
Oh, okay, they’re making out again.
Lan Zhan pulls her fingers out, and leans back in to kiss her on the lips.
Oh, okay, they’re making out again.
Wei Ying preens into it, and she thinks she /might/ be able to taste herself in Lan Zhan’s mouth, but it’s so faint that she’s not sure, then she feels hands on her thighs, lifting up the hem of her skirt…
And cold air suddenly hits her glistening pussy.
Wei Ying shudders, and she squirms in Lan Zhan’s hold at the feeling of now being exposed down there.
Lan Zhan breaks off their kiss, looks down to drag her hand through her folds, takes in the wonderful sight below her.
Wei Ying shudders, and she squirms in Lan Zhan’s hold at the feeling of now being exposed down there.
Lan Zhan breaks off their kiss, looks down to drag her hand through her folds, takes in the wonderful sight below her.
Wei Ying was a mess of slick and pubes, unshaven yet somewhat trimmed. Pink and shiny and cute… her folds almost seemed to bloom like a flower.
Lan Zhan can’t help it—dazed, she breathes out a, “You’re pretty…”
Wei Ying hides her face in her palms, embarassed.
Lan Zhan can’t help it—dazed, she breathes out a, “You’re pretty…”
Wei Ying hides her face in her palms, embarassed.
“J-Jiejie—! Don’t—don’t say things like that…! Oh—ohhh…”
Lan Zhan has a hand on her again, slowly dragging through her sex, touching whatever she could find. Wei Ying gasped as she spread her wide with two fingers, moaned whenever her middle finger circled her hole lazily.
Lan Zhan has a hand on her again, slowly dragging through her sex, touching whatever she could find. Wei Ying gasped as she spread her wide with two fingers, moaned whenever her middle finger circled her hole lazily.
“Jie—Jiejie—! That—there—that’s so—!”
Heat builds up so easily now.
“Aah—hah—! Jiejie—! Lan—Lan Zhan, ah! That feels—that feels good—ah—hah—! Oh…!”
Then, Lan Zhan is leaning down, and Wei Ying thinks she’s about to be kissed again, and she cranes her neck up a bit, but…
Heat builds up so easily now.
“Aah—hah—! Jiejie—! Lan—Lan Zhan, ah! That feels—that feels good—ah—hah—! Oh…!”
Then, Lan Zhan is leaning down, and Wei Ying thinks she’s about to be kissed again, and she cranes her neck up a bit, but…
But then Lan Zhan is moving back on her haunches, her hand still on Wei Ying’s sex, and eventually she is kneeling in between Wei Ying’s legs, spread open like a feast just for her.
She kisses the inside of Wei Ying’s thigh, and Wei Ying shudders.
“Jiejie… What are you…”
She kisses the inside of Wei Ying’s thigh, and Wei Ying shudders.
“Jiejie… What are you…”
Lan Zhan kisses her so sweetly down there, dangerously close to where she’s aching. Her hand has slowed to a near stop, but Wei Ying is only focused on the dirty press of Lan Zhan’s lips against her sensitive skin, the drag of her canines on the fleshiest part of her thigh.
“O-oh…ohhhhhh……!”
Lan Zhan just kisses her and kisses her, nips her and bites her, leaves a trail of saliva with her tongue afterwards.
Wei Ying didn’t know she liked her thighs being toyed with.
Then Lan Zhan leaves a particularly stinging bite, sucks it, and she cries.
Lan Zhan just kisses her and kisses her, nips her and bites her, leaves a trail of saliva with her tongue afterwards.
Wei Ying didn’t know she liked her thighs being toyed with.
Then Lan Zhan leaves a particularly stinging bite, sucks it, and she cries.
She also didn’t know she liked being bruised.
Moans rip from her throat as Lan Zhan marks the hickey on her thigh, just close enough to where she’s aching, but not close enough. She drips more wetness.
Exhilration shoots through her knowing that it’s all because of Lan Zhan.
Moans rip from her throat as Lan Zhan marks the hickey on her thigh, just close enough to where she’s aching, but not close enough. She drips more wetness.
Exhilration shoots through her knowing that it’s all because of Lan Zhan.
Lan Zhan finally lets go, and she leaves a sweet kiss to the angry red area, and another one, then leans back to admire her handiwork.
Her smooth, previously unblemished thighs were now littered in bitemarks, and shiny from spit and slick. The angry red hickey stood out from—
Her smooth, previously unblemished thighs were now littered in bitemarks, and shiny from spit and slick. The angry red hickey stood out from—
the rest, grotesque and painful-looking, almost like an animal had mauled her.
Spread out like this, her dress flipped up and her underwear dangling from her foot… Lan Zhan was mesmerized.
A whimper escapes Wei Ying.
Lan Zhan grazes the inside of her thigh with a sharp nail,
Spread out like this, her dress flipped up and her underwear dangling from her foot… Lan Zhan was mesmerized.
A whimper escapes Wei Ying.
Lan Zhan grazes the inside of her thigh with a sharp nail,
and she gasps.
Then Lan Zhan leans back in.
And her face is suddenly dangerously close to Wei Ying’s dripping want.
Wei Ying’s eyes blow wide.
“J-jiejie—!”
Lan Zhan doesn’t listen to her protests—and she drags her tongue across Wei Ying’s aching sex.
“Ah—w-wait—Jie—!?”
Then Lan Zhan leans back in.
And her face is suddenly dangerously close to Wei Ying’s dripping want.
Wei Ying’s eyes blow wide.
“J-jiejie—!”
Lan Zhan doesn’t listen to her protests—and she drags her tongue across Wei Ying’s aching sex.
“Ah—w-wait—Jie—!?”
Who would have known.
Who would have known that this sweet and innocent and modest girl she thought she knew was actually a freak in bed!?
Heat continued to build up inside her as Lan Zhan’s warm tongue prodded at her, circled her clit, and dragged through her folds.
Who would have known that this sweet and innocent and modest girl she thought she knew was actually a freak in bed!?
Heat continued to build up inside her as Lan Zhan’s warm tongue prodded at her, circled her clit, and dragged through her folds.
Her moans grew louder with every pass, every circle and brush against her needy sex. Soon, she felt another orgasm start to rise, and she began to babble incoherently.
“Ah-ah—! Jie—jiejie—! Who would’ve—ah! Who would have known that—ah-ah-ah—!
That you’re like this, ah? That
“Ah-ah—! Jie—jiejie—! Who would’ve—ah! Who would have known that—ah-ah-ah—!
That you’re like this, ah? That
you—you—ah! That you’re such a freak in bed, huh!? Ah? I can’t believe you—eating me out—! You have such a dirty m—ah-ah—!”
Lan Zhan’s grip on her thighs suddenly grew harder, and her nails dug into her flesh almost painfully. She tongue dragged harshly against her, determined—
Lan Zhan’s grip on her thighs suddenly grew harder, and her nails dug into her flesh almost painfully. She tongue dragged harshly against her, determined—
to render her incoherent.
Wei Ying moaned loudly.
She was close.
“Jie—jiejie—! I’m close, I’m really close—! Ah-ah-ah—! Please, please, please, please—!”
As if spurred on by her incessant begging, Lan Zhan’s tongue suddenly swirled faster, prompting Wei Ying to cry high into—
Wei Ying moaned loudly.
She was close.
“Jie—jiejie—! I’m close, I’m really close—! Ah-ah-ah—! Please, please, please, please—!”
As if spurred on by her incessant begging, Lan Zhan’s tongue suddenly swirled faster, prompting Wei Ying to cry high into—
the air, and then finally, gave attention to her throbbing clit by sucking on the poor nub.
Hard.
Wei Ying almost cried from how hard she orgasmed from that.
She spasmed and clenched her thighs around Lan Zhan’s head, her abs going taut, and her pussy…
Hard.
Wei Ying almost cried from how hard she orgasmed from that.
She spasmed and clenched her thighs around Lan Zhan’s head, her abs going taut, and her pussy…
((cw: mentions of peeing, but dw its just squirt lol))
Something wet and thin suddenly dribbled out of her pussy, surely staining the couch underneath and on Lan Zhan’s face, still in between her legs, still licking up her juices.
To Wei Ying’s horror, it kind of…
Something wet and thin suddenly dribbled out of her pussy, surely staining the couch underneath and on Lan Zhan’s face, still in between her legs, still licking up her juices.
To Wei Ying’s horror, it kind of…
It kind of felt like peeing!?
She gasped and cried out, spasming in place.
She couldn’t believe herself!
“L-Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan—! Jiejie—! I’m sorry, I’m sorry—! I—I—!”
Lan Zhan didn’t listen to her—she only continued to clean up the mess in between her legs.
She gasped and cried out, spasming in place.
She couldn’t believe herself!
“L-Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan—! Jiejie—! I’m sorry, I’m sorry—! I—I—!”
Lan Zhan didn’t listen to her—she only continued to clean up the mess in between her legs.
Wei Ying whined, twisting around to try to get away—she couldn’t let Lan Zhan get dirty like that!
“Lan Zhan—! Jiejie, please, I can’t let you—please don’t—!”
Tears sprung to her eyes.
She was really, really close to actually crying!
“Lan Zhan—! Jiejie, please, I can’t let you—please don’t—!”
Tears sprung to her eyes.
She was really, really close to actually crying!
Finally, Lan Zhan stopped and sat back up, meeting Wei Ying’s eyes with a worried look on her face.
Juices dribbled down her chin, and even on her cheek, her face shiny with Wei Ying’s own wetness.
Juices dribbled down her chin, and even on her cheek, her face shiny with Wei Ying’s own wetness.
“Wei Ying?” She whispered, and it was a comfort for Wei Ying to know that her voice was still so sweet, still dripped in honey. “What’s wrong?”
Wei Ying felt the tears roll down her face.
Her lips wobbled. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
Wei Ying felt the tears roll down her face.
Her lips wobbled. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
Concern knitted across Lan Zhan’s face. “Why are you sorry?”
Wei Ying was close to sobbing. “Don’t make me say it!”
Lan Zhan’s eyebrows knitted. “I don’t understand.”
Wei Ying squirmed.
Did she really have to say it??
Wei Ying was close to sobbing. “Don’t make me say it!”
Lan Zhan’s eyebrows knitted. “I don’t understand.”
Wei Ying squirmed.
Did she really have to say it??
“I—I…” and here, she scrunched her eyes closed and turned away, then lowered her voice to a whisper. “I peed on you.”
No response.
Wei Ying couldn’t see the expression Lan Zhan was making.
She had to prepare for the worst.
She just hope it wasn’t disgust.
Anything but that.
No response.
Wei Ying couldn’t see the expression Lan Zhan was making.
She had to prepare for the worst.
She just hope it wasn’t disgust.
Anything but that.
But what she didn’t expect was to hear a huff of air above her, and a small, tiny sound of a sweet giggle above her.
Wei Ying’s eyes blew wide open and she turned to see—
Lan Zhan laughing?
Lan Zhan was laughing at her!?!?!?
Wei Ying’s eyes blew wide open and she turned to see—
Lan Zhan laughing?
Lan Zhan was laughing at her!?!?!?
It was unmistakable—her eyes were crinkled into crescents, her lips upturned at the corners, a full blown smile on her face. Her cheeks glowed in the moonlight, still glistening from Wei Ying’s juices.
Wei Ying was too shocked to react—she only openly stared at the incredible event in front of her.
“L—Lan Zhan… you…”
Wei Ying couldn’t help but crack a smile herself.
“L—Lan Zhan… you…”
Wei Ying couldn’t help but crack a smile herself.
Finally, when Lan Zhan stopped, she opened her eyes, bright and wonderful, and looked at Wei Ying with nothing but fondness.
She tenderly cupped the side of Wei Ying’s face and sighed.
“Wei Ying,” she sweetly said. “Silly girl. It’s not pee.”
“…”
Huh!?
She tenderly cupped the side of Wei Ying’s face and sighed.
“Wei Ying,” she sweetly said. “Silly girl. It’s not pee.”
“…”
Huh!?
“It’s not? B-but—but it—! It felt… like… It. And—uhm…”
“Here,” Lan Zhan whispered and leaned in. “I’ll show you.”
Then she kissed her.
Wei Ying made a noise of surprise. She ‘eep-ed!’ into their kiss, and she could for sure taste herself on Lan Zhan’s lips, and oh god, the—
“Here,” Lan Zhan whispered and leaned in. “I’ll show you.”
Then she kissed her.
Wei Ying made a noise of surprise. She ‘eep-ed!’ into their kiss, and she could for sure taste herself on Lan Zhan’s lips, and oh god, the—
thought was so dirty, but it was Lan Zhan doing it, so it was kind of hot, and…
Unexpectedly, she didn’t really taste anything out of the ordinary. It was a little musty, and strange, but…
Lan Zhan let go, their lips only mere centimeters apart.
“You see?” She whispered.
Unexpectedly, she didn’t really taste anything out of the ordinary. It was a little musty, and strange, but…
Lan Zhan let go, their lips only mere centimeters apart.
“You see?” She whispered.
Wei Ying sniffed. “Jiejie… where’d you learn to do this kind of stuff…”
Lan Zhan didn’t answer her—she only tenderly stroked her cheek and kissed her again.
Then Wei Ying felt a tug at her dress strap, hands reaching for wherever it was keeping it secure.
Lan Zhan didn’t answer her—she only tenderly stroked her cheek and kissed her again.
Then Wei Ying felt a tug at her dress strap, hands reaching for wherever it was keeping it secure.
“Off,” Lan Zhan whispers.
Wei Ying didn’t know what else she wanted to do. But couldn’t possibly say no.
“Yes, ma’am,” she mumbled, and quickly reached for the zipper behin her.
A pretty blush appeared on Lan Zhan’s cheeks. “Wei Ying.”
Wei Ying didn’t know what else she wanted to do. But couldn’t possibly say no.
“Yes, ma’am,” she mumbled, and quickly reached for the zipper behin her.
A pretty blush appeared on Lan Zhan’s cheeks. “Wei Ying.”
Wei Ying giggled a bit and pulled her straps over her shoulders, twisted her torso a but to show Lan Zhan the zipper.
“Lan Zhan,” she called.
Lan Zhan got the message, and unzipped her dress in one smooth motion.
“Lan Zhan,” she called.
Lan Zhan got the message, and unzipped her dress in one smooth motion.
Then Wei Ying slid the dress off, leaving her on just her white socks and casual white tee.
“Did you like my outfit, Jiejie?” Wei Ying asked. “I didn’t know if it was cute or not.”
Lan Zhan thinks about the moment she opened the door, to Wei Ying in,
“Did you like my outfit, Jiejie?” Wei Ying asked. “I didn’t know if it was cute or not.”
Lan Zhan thinks about the moment she opened the door, to Wei Ying in,
what she supposed was her date outfit—a cute black overall dress, and a simple white tee underneath. Paired with her mary jane heels and cute white socks, she looked like she had stepped out of a shopping catalog.
Like she was going on a date.
Some unreadable expression arises on Lan Zhan’s face, and her eyes grow dark.
“You wore it for that guy.”
Wei Ying’s eyes hooded. “I did.”
Lan Zhan’s nostrils practically flare. “Did you like him?”
Wei Ying cocks her head. “Why? You jealous?”
Some unreadable expression arises on Lan Zhan’s face, and her eyes grow dark.
“You wore it for that guy.”
Wei Ying’s eyes hooded. “I did.”
Lan Zhan’s nostrils practically flare. “Did you like him?”
Wei Ying cocks her head. “Why? You jealous?”
Lan Zhan squints her eyes.
Wei Ying snickers a bit a leans back, her knees still bracketing Lan Zhan’s hips and her pussy on full display. “I don’t even remember his name~” And suddenly her voice turns into a whisper, a blush grows on her cheeks. “Are you gonna do me again?”
Wei Ying snickers a bit a leans back, her knees still bracketing Lan Zhan’s hips and her pussy on full display. “I don’t even remember his name~” And suddenly her voice turns into a whisper, a blush grows on her cheeks. “Are you gonna do me again?”
Lan Zhan answered her question by trailing her fingers up the hem of her t-shirt, a somewhat tight-fitting tee that paired well with the dress she had on,
and suddenly pulled it up to reveal her two, tiny breasts.
With no bra.
“Eep!”
Lan Zhan’s eyes grew wide.
“You—!”
and suddenly pulled it up to reveal her two, tiny breasts.
With no bra.
“Eep!”
Lan Zhan’s eyes grew wide.
“You—!”
Wei Ying’s hands immediately fly to her face.
“Please don’t laugh—I know they’re small!!!”
Lan Zhan’s eyebrows knit together. “What?”
“I know what you’re gonna say, but please don’t!!! I know they’re tiny, I know they’re nothing like yours and—“
“Please don’t laugh—I know they’re small!!!”
Lan Zhan’s eyebrows knit together. “What?”
“I know what you’re gonna say, but please don’t!!! I know they’re tiny, I know they’re nothing like yours and—“
“That’s not it,” Lan Zhan suddenly snaps, and Wei Ying grows quiet. “Where’s your bra!?”
“W…ohhh, that,” and she takes her hands off her face and explains herself, suddenly not embarrassed anymore. “Oh, haha, I didn’t really have any to wear, I own like, 3 pairs, and they’re—
“W…ohhh, that,” and she takes her hands off her face and explains herself, suddenly not embarrassed anymore. “Oh, haha, I didn’t really have any to wear, I own like, 3 pairs, and they’re—
all in the laundry, and I don’t wear bras outside like, all the time, so today I just… didn’t.”
Lan Zhan is speechless.
“Just… didn’t?”
Wei Ying squirms. “Well… yeah? It’s hardly noticable.”
All the time.
Lan Zhan thinks about it.
Lan Zhan is speechless.
“Just… didn’t?”
Wei Ying squirms. “Well… yeah? It’s hardly noticable.”
All the time.
Lan Zhan thinks about it.
Thinks about the girl in front of her that probably forgo’ed a bra more often than not. Who hung out with her and went to classes and played football and hung out with her friends and—
“All the time…” she whispers.
Wei Ying suddenly makes grabby hands. “Can I see yours?”
“All the time…” she whispers.
Wei Ying suddenly makes grabby hands. “Can I see yours?”
Without waiting for an answer, Wei Ying cups the side of Lan Zhan’s clothed chest, her top doing nothing to hide the fullness that resided in it. Lan Zhan gasped and slightly arched into it, and her ears began to turn a deep crimson.
“Wei Ying…”
Wei Ying licked her lips.
“Wei Ying…”
Wei Ying licked her lips.
“Jiejie…” she whined. “I wanna see… I wanna…”
Lan Zhan could never deny her anything.
She grabs Wei Ying’s wrists and guides them to her breasts, allowing her to fully grope the soft buns through the sheer pyjama top. Wei Ying plays and squeezes them, then groans.
Lan Zhan could never deny her anything.
She grabs Wei Ying’s wrists and guides them to her breasts, allowing her to fully grope the soft buns through the sheer pyjama top. Wei Ying plays and squeezes them, then groans.
A tiny smile twitched on the corner of Lan Zhan’s face.
Wei Ying was more affected by this than she was.
But soon, her groping left Lan Zhan panting just the slightest bit, eyes closed in concentration as her hips began to make tiny, circular motions.
“Jiejie…”
Wei Ying was more affected by this than she was.
But soon, her groping left Lan Zhan panting just the slightest bit, eyes closed in concentration as her hips began to make tiny, circular motions.
“Jiejie…”
Lan Zhan opened her eyes to look at Wei Ying, her eyes huge and wet, begging for her to do something.
So sweet.
Lan Zhan firmly grasped her hands, fingers intertwined, and guided them to the hem of Wei Ying’s shirt, still unfortunately on her body.
So sweet.
Lan Zhan firmly grasped her hands, fingers intertwined, and guided them to the hem of Wei Ying’s shirt, still unfortunately on her body.
Wei Ying understood, and took it off, wriggling her hips this way and that. It was a somewhat tight shirt, and she could only make a show of it. Her tiny tits sprung free, whatever little meat in them jiggling with all its might.
She was naked now, save for her socks.
She was naked now, save for her socks.
But she didn’t feel embarrassed anymore.
Wei Ying had a very petite build, her waist so tiny and lithe that Lan Zhan ached to hold them down with her hands. Malnourished from childhood, and struggled to grow in adolescence… It was hard to tell that she played a sport at all!
Wei Ying had a very petite build, her waist so tiny and lithe that Lan Zhan ached to hold them down with her hands. Malnourished from childhood, and struggled to grow in adolescence… It was hard to tell that she played a sport at all!
Lan Zhan wanted to fatten her up. Wanted to feed her for the rest of her life. Wanted to see her fill her jeans and complain about the rolls in her belly.
Lan Zhan also wanted to fuck her with her biggest strap just so she could see if a buldge would appear in her tummy.
Lan Zhan also wanted to fuck her with her biggest strap just so she could see if a buldge would appear in her tummy.
She put these conflicting thoughts aside when Wei Ying suddenly crawled up to her, cute little pink tongue sticking out, and tugged on her own top in turn.
“Jiejie…”
Lan Zhan huffed, and in one smooth motion, crossed her arms, and took off her pyjama top by the hem of it.
“Jiejie…”
Lan Zhan huffed, and in one smooth motion, crossed her arms, and took off her pyjama top by the hem of it.
Her own breasts jiggled from the movement, brown nipples hard and stiff and perfect, practically the size of melons, and Wei Ying’s mouth drooled.
They glistened in the moonlight, perfectly round and full, the dark brown nipples not too big, but not too small either.
They glistened in the moonlight, perfectly round and full, the dark brown nipples not too big, but not too small either.
Lan Zhan /looked/ like a slender build, but with her top off, Wei Ying could see the way her tummy formed rolls, just a little, and the way her thighs spilled from the shorts too. Her jet-black hair spilled behind her, in beautiful waves, like a goddess.
She was /perfect/.
She was /perfect/.
“Jiejie…” she mumbled, and that’s all she says before shes all but tackling Lan Zhan and taking one of them into her mouth.
“Wei Ying—!”
But despite her slight protest, Lan Zhan arched into her mouth and pressed her head closer, letting her moan and paw at her chest.
“Wei Ying—!”
But despite her slight protest, Lan Zhan arched into her mouth and pressed her head closer, letting her moan and paw at her chest.
Wei Ying more so presses her face in her chest rather than working them in her mouth.
“Jiejie…” she mumbled. “Jiejie, fuck, you’re so hot…”
Lan Zhan’s ears burn, and she lets out a breathy moan when Wei Ying starts sucking on her nipple. Plays with the other one.
“Jiejie…” she mumbled. “Jiejie, fuck, you’re so hot…”
Lan Zhan’s ears burn, and she lets out a breathy moan when Wei Ying starts sucking on her nipple. Plays with the other one.
Lan Zhan didn’t get much stimulation off her breasts, but watching Wei Ying be content, warching Wei Ying come twice in a row… her shorts were totally soiled by now, almost unsalvageable.
Wei Ying looks up with pleading eyes, still with Lan Zhan’s nipple in her mouth.
Wei Ying looks up with pleading eyes, still with Lan Zhan’s nipple in her mouth.
She tries to say ‘jiejie’, but all that comes out it, “Mmn-Mmn…”
Lan Zhan huffs. “Silly.”
“Mn—! Mn mn mm-mm…!”
(“No—! I’m not silly!”)
Lan Zhan presses her boob closer, tries to stuff Wei Ying’s mouth fuller.
“Needy.”
“Mnnnnnnnn…!”
(“Noooooooo…!”)
Lan Zhan huffs. “Silly.”
“Mn—! Mn mn mm-mm…!”
(“No—! I’m not silly!”)
Lan Zhan presses her boob closer, tries to stuff Wei Ying’s mouth fuller.
“Needy.”
“Mnnnnnnnn…!”
(“Noooooooo…!”)
The corner of Lan Zhan’s lips twitches.
Wei Ying’s mouth is stuffed, her face flushed, and there are tears springing to her eyes. Her hand gropes the other boob so hard, Lan Zhan isnt so sure it won’t leave marks later. Wei Ying’s hips gyrate, and she’s needy, she’s so needy…
Wei Ying’s mouth is stuffed, her face flushed, and there are tears springing to her eyes. Her hand gropes the other boob so hard, Lan Zhan isnt so sure it won’t leave marks later. Wei Ying’s hips gyrate, and she’s needy, she’s so needy…
Even if she’s the one ‘doing’, she’s the one who is affected between them.
Lan Zhan lets her off with a pop, and her tongue hangs out of her mouth, saliva stringing between it and Lan Zhan’s nipple. Her gaze is fixed on the brown nub in front of her, and nothing else.
Lan Zhan lets her off with a pop, and her tongue hangs out of her mouth, saliva stringing between it and Lan Zhan’s nipple. Her gaze is fixed on the brown nub in front of her, and nothing else.
“Lie back,” Lan Zhan says.
She ends up pushing Wei Ying backwards anyways, the other girl still in a daze, drool seeping from the corner of her lips.
“Jiejie…”
Lan Zhan spreads her thighs, and sits in between them.
She ends up pushing Wei Ying backwards anyways, the other girl still in a daze, drool seeping from the corner of her lips.
“Jiejie…”
Lan Zhan spreads her thighs, and sits in between them.
She leans down in front of her chest, gropes her tiny breast, and lightly pinches her hardened nipple.
That illicits a sharp cry from Wei Ying.
Then when Lan Zhan puts the other one in her mouth, she moans.
Lan Zhan toys with her nipples for what feels like hours.
That illicits a sharp cry from Wei Ying.
Then when Lan Zhan puts the other one in her mouth, she moans.
Lan Zhan toys with her nipples for what feels like hours.
It’s only for ten minutes.
Wei Ying comes again when Lan Zhan gets a hand on her pussy, circling her clit and hole in tandem, and it leaves her thighs shaking and her cries high and sharp, woth tears flowing on her cheeks from the sheer overstimulation on her chest…
Wei Ying comes again when Lan Zhan gets a hand on her pussy, circling her clit and hole in tandem, and it leaves her thighs shaking and her cries high and sharp, woth tears flowing on her cheeks from the sheer overstimulation on her chest…
When she calms down and she is brought back into reality, Lan Zhan is kissing her, slowly rubbing her aching sex through the aftershocks.
“You…” she begins, breaking off their kiss. Her voice is raspy and strained from all the crying. “Jiejie… Jiejie, what about you…”
“You…” she begins, breaking off their kiss. Her voice is raspy and strained from all the crying. “Jiejie… Jiejie, what about you…”
Lan Zhan only looks at her through her dark lashes, a faint blush appearing on her pretty cheeks.
“You don’t have to worry about that,” is all she says.
Wei Ying blinks.
Lan Zhan only strokes her bangs out of her eyes, her gaze fond.
Then she leans down and kisses her again.
“You don’t have to worry about that,” is all she says.
Wei Ying blinks.
Lan Zhan only strokes her bangs out of her eyes, her gaze fond.
Then she leans down and kisses her again.
Wei Ying has never felt this happy and blissful in her entire life.
But tiredness soon catches up to her, and suddenly her limbs feels like jelly, and sleep threatens to take her for the night.
But tiredness soon catches up to her, and suddenly her limbs feels like jelly, and sleep threatens to take her for the night.
“Jiejie…” she mumbles, her hips slowing to a near stop, and her eyes struggling to stay open.
Lan Zhan kisses her lips so sweetly. “Mn?”
“‘M sleepy…” she mumbles again. “Can I stay ov’r…”
Lan Zhan stops kissing her, and leans up to look at her with an unreadable expression.
Lan Zhan kisses her lips so sweetly. “Mn?”
“‘M sleepy…” she mumbles again. “Can I stay ov’r…”
Lan Zhan stops kissing her, and leans up to look at her with an unreadable expression.
“Silly girl,” she whispers, with just a hint of exasperation. “Of course you can.”
Wei Ying doesn’t respond, just blinks sleepily and beams wide.
She’s not sure what happens after—she dozed off right away, too tired to move her limbs or even open her eyes.
Wei Ying doesn’t respond, just blinks sleepily and beams wide.
She’s not sure what happens after—she dozed off right away, too tired to move her limbs or even open her eyes.
But she remembers being carried, remembers the soft hush when she protested and the soft press of pillows against her face, comforting sadalwood filling her nostrils. She remembers being wiped clean down there, and the feeling of silk being dressed on her, and a heavy comforter—
draped around her shoulders, tucking her into sleep.
She remembers a kiss on the crown of her head, and arms circling around her, She remembers the feeling of being cuddled. Of comfort and warmth and safety.
Wei Ying sleeps the deepest she’s ever had.
…
She remembers a kiss on the crown of her head, and arms circling around her, She remembers the feeling of being cuddled. Of comfort and warmth and safety.
Wei Ying sleeps the deepest she’s ever had.
…
When she woke up the next morning after that night, Lan Zhan had made a tasty breakfast and fussed over her all the while. She let her shower and borrow some clean clothes (a t-shirt and some jeans that were a size too big on her, but she was caught up on the fact that Lan Zhan
even owned these kinds of clothes at all), before they had to part for the day.
Wei Ying was relunctant.
All she wanted to do was to press her face in Lan Zhan’s chest all day!
Life was so cruel.
Wei Ying was relunctant.
All she wanted to do was to press her face in Lan Zhan’s chest all day!
Life was so cruel.
Standing in the entry way, seeing Lan Zhan in her pretty clothes an her elegant accessories, combing her hair in the mirror…
Wei Ying had never wanted anything so bad in her life.
She had to tamp down the tears that threatened from the corner of her eyes.
Wei Ying had never wanted anything so bad in her life.
She had to tamp down the tears that threatened from the corner of her eyes.
“Jiejie…”
Lan Zhan was busy putting on a pair of jade earrings on. She looked at Wei Ying from the mirror, her silky hair flowing over her shoulders.
“Mn?”
Her heart skipped a beat when Lan Zhan looked at her like that.
With adoration and fondness.
Lan Zhan was busy putting on a pair of jade earrings on. She looked at Wei Ying from the mirror, her silky hair flowing over her shoulders.
“Mn?”
Her heart skipped a beat when Lan Zhan looked at her like that.
With adoration and fondness.
A playful smile appeared on Wei Ying’s lips.
“Jiejie!”
Lan Zhan blinked. “What is it?”
“Hehe. It’s nothing. I just wanted to call you.”
Lan Zhan was expressionless for a moment.
Then a tiny smile appeared on her own lips.
“Wei Ying,” she called back.
…
“Jiejie!”
Lan Zhan blinked. “What is it?”
“Hehe. It’s nothing. I just wanted to call you.”
Lan Zhan was expressionless for a moment.
Then a tiny smile appeared on her own lips.
“Wei Ying,” she called back.
…
It’s not until she’s in her lab, hours after parting, that she realizes…
Wei Ying has no idea what exactly her relationship with Lan Zhan is.
Her hands twitch. Which isn’t ideal considering that she’s handling very sensitive equipment right now.
Wei Ying has no idea what exactly her relationship with Lan Zhan is.
Her hands twitch. Which isn’t ideal considering that she’s handling very sensitive equipment right now.
This kind of thing… there has to be a name to it right?
They were friends, best friends, even. Wei Ying wouldn’t mind keeping it that way, if it meant Lan Zhan still wanted her around. Still wanted her in anyway. She didn’t want to lose her. She didn’t want this to ruin them.
They were friends, best friends, even. Wei Ying wouldn’t mind keeping it that way, if it meant Lan Zhan still wanted her around. Still wanted her in anyway. She didn’t want to lose her. She didn’t want this to ruin them.
Was what they did just something new for their relationship? Something to strengthen their bond as women, to know each other intimately? Will they do this more? Anytime soon? Next week? Tomorrow? Today? Ever?
Was it just a one time thing?
The thoughts eat at her.
Was it just a one time thing?
The thoughts eat at her.
She doesn’t know, she really doesn’t know.
Would Lan Zhan know?
She’s distracted.
In her last class of the day, her thoughts wander, and she doesn’t pay attention to the lesson.
She keeps thinking about Lan Zhan.
Would Lan Zhan know?
She’s distracted.
In her last class of the day, her thoughts wander, and she doesn’t pay attention to the lesson.
She keeps thinking about Lan Zhan.
Lan Zhan’s eyes. Lan Zhan’s lips. Lan Zhan’s chest. Lan Zhan’s hands on her, Lan Zhan kissing her, Lan Zhan /doing things/ to her…
She squirms in her seat.
No one notices that she’s distracted and horny.
Distracted and horny and thinking about having sex with her best friend.
She squirms in her seat.
No one notices that she’s distracted and horny.
Distracted and horny and thinking about having sex with her best friend.
Wei Ying had never gotten randomly horny like this in her life.
But still, her brain doesn’t stop supplying images.
Ideas.
What else could they do together?
How do girls have sex again?
Fingering? Scissoring?
Was that it?
But still, her brain doesn’t stop supplying images.
Ideas.
What else could they do together?
How do girls have sex again?
Fingering? Scissoring?
Was that it?
She’s never consumed much porn in her life, save for the shitty hentai she and her friends passed around in high school, if only to get a laugh at. Never mind IRL porn at that. She was just never interested.
But now…
But now…
She discreetly squeezes her legs tighter under the table and hopes no one notices.
She thinks about the things they did yesterday.
Thinks about Lan Zhan making her come like, three times in a row.
Thinks about her tongue.
Her tongue /down there/.
She thinks about the things they did yesterday.
Thinks about Lan Zhan making her come like, three times in a row.
Thinks about her tongue.
Her tongue /down there/.
And she thinks, she /swears/, that she can feel a phantom press of a tongue on her, in the same place, the same way Lan Zhan had on her last night, right here in the classroom.
She crosses her legs and rests her chin on her palm.
She wants to get eaten out so bad right now.
She crosses her legs and rests her chin on her palm.
She wants to get eaten out so bad right now.
Suddenly there’s synchronized rustling in the room, people moving and packing their things, and, oh, class is over now.
She has to take a breather before she can even stand up, her panties (that Lan Zhan lent her!!!) already soiled and ruined, uncomfortable in her jeans.
She has to take a breather before she can even stand up, her panties (that Lan Zhan lent her!!!) already soiled and ruined, uncomfortable in her jeans.
As she leaves, someone comes up to her.
It’s the guy she went on a date with.
“Hey,” he starts. “Sorry about yesterday. If I did anything wrong…”
Wei Ying opens her mouth. Closes it.
He’s a nice guy. Handsome, sweet, a little shy. Competent enough.
It’s the guy she went on a date with.
“Hey,” he starts. “Sorry about yesterday. If I did anything wrong…”
Wei Ying opens her mouth. Closes it.
He’s a nice guy. Handsome, sweet, a little shy. Competent enough.
“We don’t have to think about it too much,” he continues. “We can leave it behind us. Forget it happened.”
Wei Ying shakes her head.
“No, no, it’s fine,” she says. “Actually, it helped me realize something.”
He cocks his head a little. “Oh, really? Like what?”
Wei Ying shakes her head.
“No, no, it’s fine,” she says. “Actually, it helped me realize something.”
He cocks his head a little. “Oh, really? Like what?”
Wei Ying’s mouth speaks before she can think about it.
“That I might be into girls.”
She realizes her mistake the moment it comes out of her mouth.
The other boy’s eyes widen, and the shock couldn’t be more evident as his eyebrows rise all the way to his hairline.
“That I might be into girls.”
She realizes her mistake the moment it comes out of her mouth.
The other boy’s eyes widen, and the shock couldn’t be more evident as his eyebrows rise all the way to his hairline.
Oh crap.
Wei Ying and her big mouth!
It was a simple statement, and it was /true/—but it was totally the wrong thing to say! At the wrong time!
Think about it like this—if you were a guy and went on a date with a girl, and the next day she realizes that she might be gay…
Wei Ying and her big mouth!
It was a simple statement, and it was /true/—but it was totally the wrong thing to say! At the wrong time!
Think about it like this—if you were a guy and went on a date with a girl, and the next day she realizes that she might be gay…
Well that would probably be a huge hit to his ego at the very least.
The guy balks. “So…I…”
“Ah—no—it’s not like that!” She tries to amend. “It didn’t have anything to do with you! Really! It’s just some things happened after and I had a revelation and well… y’know… haha…”
The guy balks. “So…I…”
“Ah—no—it’s not like that!” She tries to amend. “It didn’t have anything to do with you! Really! It’s just some things happened after and I had a revelation and well… y’know… haha…”
He only blinks owlishly.
“Uhm… But if you want to be friends, that’s okay too! But, uhm. Really. It has nothing to do with you. I just. A lot of things happened that night. And…”
He nods, slightly uncertain. “Okay…”
“Uhm… But if you want to be friends, that’s okay too! But, uhm. Really. It has nothing to do with you. I just. A lot of things happened that night. And…”
He nods, slightly uncertain. “Okay…”
“Okay!” She exclaims. “Great! That’s great! Well. Have a good day! And, uhm. Uhm…” She lowers her voice a bit. “Please don’t tell anyone.”
He nods again. “I won’t.”
She beams.
“Great! Okay! See you around, then!”
He nods again. “I won’t.”
She beams.
“Great! Okay! See you around, then!”
Even though she said she was amenable to being friends, they would do nothing more than have a friendly chat every so often at lab time, and forget about each other after the semester would end. Wei Ying would delete his contact too, never actually knowing his name.
After they part, Wei Ying turns around and spots a familiar tall figure standing a few meters away.
A bright smile appears on her face.
“Lan Zhan!”
She looked just the same as she did this morning.
Just as beautiful.
However, there was something off about her expression.
A bright smile appears on her face.
“Lan Zhan!”
She looked just the same as she did this morning.
Just as beautiful.
However, there was something off about her expression.
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