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Sunlight peered through the large windows and sheer curtains of an overly lavish bedroom. The warmth of the sun laid kindly against Maomao’s skin. It tried to greet her to the dawn of a new day, one that was supposed to be particularly lax, but she curled her head away. Tucking it snugly into a larger, warmer body. With the comfort of darkness over her eyes, she was able to drift back to sleep.
It was too early anyways. Her alarm hadn’t gone off. The work day wouldn’t start for a little while longer…
Her imagination brought her a vision of a bountiful herb field. Packed full of herb bushes that probably went on forever, and sprouts that brushed against her ankles. She saw herself plucking them from the earth with ease. Each one beautiful and sparkling. Even some she’s only hoped of coming across.
Something bumped into her side, and when she turned to look, she saw a wonderful assortment of tools made for making medicines and poisons alike.
She couldn’t contain her excitement. Her laugh may have come off as creepy if anyone else could hear it.
She scurried toward the table of tools. They were practically calling her name! And she was just about to reach for them, when she felt something soft against her neck.
Upon brushing her hand over it, nothing was amiss, so she carried on crushing and mixing her herbs. All the while feeling something distant yet intrusive. It wriggled under her clothes, almost like it was under her skin… but it wasn’t unpleasant. Rather… it was just strange.
She voted to ignore it in favor of taste testing the new concoction she’d put together. A splendid pink pill! It smelled like jasmine, but putting it on her tongue, it had more of a peachy taste.
Downing it with a cup of sake, it took on a more intense flavor. With it, a blossoming feeling in her gut.
She stood up, feeling hot.
It wasn’t wise to take any type of pill with alcohol. But it felt so good then, and it was feeling really good now. That feeling from earlier swarmed over her body again. Over her chest, and her thighs. She was compelled to let out a sigh. The scent of jasmine was flooding her nose.
She turned around and saw Jinshi towering over her, his hands lovingly caressing her body. He was mostly naked, and as it happened, so was she.
His embrace was comforting, but it wasn’t doing much to cool her down.
His hands drifted toward her hips, then between her legs.
His fingers found their goal soon enough.
“Ahahh…” she heard her own voice.
That was enough to rip her right from her dream. Her fingers clenched at the blankets as something soft and warm smothered her pleasure button.
“Jinshi –” she began, wanting to complain about his interrupting of her dream, but she’d be damned if he wasn’t doing a perfect job between her legs. She stuck her hand under the covers and found his bangs. Brushing them aside just to make sure it was him down there. Almost immediately, a large hand took hold of hers and locked their fingers together.
Then, a tongue flexed and curled against her clit before wiggling against it quickly.
Maomao’s hips went forward reflexively. “You could have woken me up if you wanted this.” She muttered, but he ignored her.
Back to kissing on her thighs and stomach before he showed devout attention to her womanhood. Carefully tracing every part of it with his tongue, then pressing that tongue of his against her clit and dashing it around in vaguely the same way as drawing the characters of his name.
“Hnnn! Mmm enough!” she whined, pulling back her legs and locking them over his back. “You know we work today.” She freed her hand to grasp at his hair. His toying turned into playful laps at her folds and right under her clit. Just enough to make her jolt. “Jinshi!”
He finally gave it a rest. His form crawled from underneath the blankets to reveal himself to her.
She brushed his hair back into a better order.
“Good morning.~” He purred, successfully landing an easy kiss on her lips. She hummed, intending to say it back but he didn’t go far before kissing her again. By now, his weight was pressing air from her stomach.
“Good—mmm—good morning. You’re crushing me. Get off.”
“I don’t want to.” He pouted against her lips, now laying his weight on her intentionally, still kissing her with plenty of energy.
“Pteh! Pteh!” she spat. Now that his kiss roamed her face, his hair was falling into her mouth.
“I’ve got a job to finish. Unless you want to be on top?” his eyes lowered back to her. He gave a wink, then waggled his eyebrows, as if he needed some extra charm to convince her.
There went that throb in her chest again. Something akin to cute aggression. She wanted to smother that cheeky face of his either with her hands or her thighs. Both would be equally gratifying.
“Don’t look at me like that.”
“I’m not going to sit on your face. Do you remember the last time I did that?”
“We’re not in my office now, are we?” his smile worsened. And he had to be overheating under the blankets, since all of his warmth was making her hot from head to toe. “Suiren won’t let anyone intrude on us. She’ll have breakfast made, and when you’re ready to eat,” he licked his lips and smiled. “Well, I guess I’ll have two breakfasts.”
“Ugh!” she pushed away his face. “It’s too early for your flirty nonsense.”
“Maomaooo!” he whined, holding her tightly to keep her from getting anywhere. “Sit on my faacee!”
“Keep your voice down!” she hissed. “Your windows are gigantic, and your curtains aren’t going to hide anything.”
“There’s no way to see the bed from down there.”
She was finally able to wriggle to her stomach and reach for her phone. Her fingertips were just barely catching the edge of it. She just needed to check the time before she indulged him.
Right when she had it, he grunted and pulled her back.
His hair fell beside her face like a veil and his hand tenderly pushed her phone from her fingers. She damned his power over her. Those lips of his were just too good at whatever they did! There was no urge to fight back as his kiss deepened. Instead, she let him move her phone away from her reach and she let him sit her up.
“I just want to get the best view of my Maomao.” He pleaded. “From right between your legs. My second favorite spot to be.”
The first being ‘right by her side’. Honestly, the man spent too much time reading romance novels.
“Will you?”
“Be quiet.” She pulled herself out from under him. He didn’t have to talk while he was kissing her. He was strong enough to move her himself. As long as he didn’t pull away too far, she would consider his request. A consideration that would help if he would get back to touching her all over.
He almost chuckled when she guided his hands off her back and down the rest of her body. He left a finger placed on the small of her back, and the hairs on her body rose in terror.
“Don’t.” She warned sharply. It didn’t dissuade his terrible smirk at all. In fact, it made it worse. His finger drew circles on the base of her spine, and she felt the corners of her mouth twitch upwards. Baring her teeth, she continued the threat. “If you do, I’ll get up right now and go home to get ready.”
The look on his face reminded her of a scolded puppy. She had no pity for him though. He knew what would happen each time, and he still made attempts at it.
She just couldn’t understand why he wanted to touch her that way so badly. At the most random times, too.
“Thank you.” She sighed after his finger left her back and went to roam her behind instead.
“You’re no fun sometimes, you know?” he pouted, now coddling her neck.
“Oh please,” she rolled her eyes, playing with his hair as his lips traveled her upper body. All of them were tender, and sweet. Slow, sensual, and a little exciting. His hand brushing up her thigh sent chills down her back. Her legs spread without thinking, and she felt him smile into her hair.
“I do love it, though. You’re not as cold hearted as you say you are.”
She ignored his comment. She didn’t have to listen to him while he was resuming what he started.
“I also love-” he bit down on her neck gently and slipped his fingers between her lower lips. “-the way you look when you’re sleeping. And how you laugh in your sleep like you’ve found a garden of herbs.”
Here he goes. She tried to think louder than he was talking, now that his fingers were tucked inside her. Stroking her walls slowly. Slipping out only to briefly rub and wet her clit before sinking back into her. Involuntarily, her breath billowed out.
“I love how your voice trembles when you’re excited, and how you react when I touch you. Do you like when I touch you like this?”
“Enough.” She patted his back with her fist. “Just- mmnff! Just do that.”
Of course, there was no reasoning with Jinshi in the morning. She could always tell by looking in his eye or keeping track of his morning wood. They often told of his true intentions. When he got lovey dovey, they both were going to get lovey dovey.
Frankly, Maomao couldn’t wait, but his fingers felt so good…
Through the kiss, he would pull away and whisper something sweet to her. She had to work to keep him on task repeatedly. Eventually, his wayward kisses guided him to her chest.
She’d gotten on her knees since he was massaging the sensitive spot inside her. His other hand held onto her back to keep her still at first, but it slowly travelled down to her ass, where he squeezed and pulled her in just to drive his fingers into her. His gaze was focused on her face twisting in pleasure while he kissed and licked between her breasts.
“You’re beautiful.” He murmured; eyes lidded with desire. How he managed to say such things with his fingers jamming into her sticky honeypot made no sense to her. She knew she looked ridiculous. She knew she sounded ridiculous. And yet he stared at her like there was nothing else in the world.
Jinshi was a man who would do the strangest things.
But it wasn’t as though she could do anything but stare back and cling to his arms. Her teeth hung onto her lip to keep herself from wanting to bite him.
And he looked so dangerously obsessed. His dark eyes flitted back and forth to search her face for any type of clear reciprocation. Desperately.
How would she tell him that words didn’t come so easily to her? Especially when all she was able to communicate was that she was enjoying this moment.
“Thank you for letting me make you feel good. Please let me make you feel even better.”
Maomao groaned as his fingers pressed and dragged against her walls. Her eyes might as well have crossed with how good it felt, but she regained her vision shortly. “Do you really want me to sit on your face that badly?” She growled through gritted teeth.
He nodded stupidly. His eyes sparkled even more brightly than usual.
“If I do… aah… will you let me focus on my work today?”
“I promise I won’t bother you with anything unimportant.”
His fingers retreated from her clasping walls and massaged her clit instead. She bit her tongue to hold back, but the moan came out anyways. It encouraged him to press a little harder.
“Okay!” she huffed. Her hips thrust into his hand before she tore herself away from his body.
Jinshi had to be one of the few humans who emitted such strong pheromones. Being too close to him always made her think irrationally.
When she collected herself after a moment, he was already laying down on his back. His hands were folded neatly over his chest, and he was grinning. Like a fool.
“I’m ready, Maomao.” He sang.
She sighed, then climbed over top of him.
Her legs straddled his chest first, as she intended to rile him up a bit further, yet he was impatient as ever. He grabbed her behind and pulled her forward.
If it wasn’t for the fact that she absolutely crumbled when his tongue had at her, she would have complained. Too bad for her that he was too good at what he did best: getting on her nerves.
Riding his face wouldn’t be so embarrassing if he was less enthusiastic about it. He slurped and licked and sucked at her passion like he would never get the chance to again.
As if he was completely unaware of how it made her squirm and shout like an animal in heat. As if he didn’t care he was making her act like that. As if her hips rocking over his mouth was something he couldn’t let slip away. Despite the fact that it would happen again.
She wanted to curl over and scream into the pillow. Or better yet, get off his face and sit somewhere else. The elephant, more so its trunk, behind her in the room.
There is no way I’m going to ask for it.
She just needed an out to get herself onto his lap. However, it was obvious that he wanted to bring her satisfaction here and now. Like this. With her leaning back and trying to escape his more feverish licking, yet still rocking against it and not letting him stop.
Her eyes shut tightly. Her breath was loud and sharp in her ears. His nails left her hips and sunk into her back. He slowed himself down to a long lick from her hole to the peak of her womanhood. It sent a shudder through her body.
She was almost there. If he could just-
“Damn it.”
His voice was muffled in her ears.
All she could register was her body carefully being moved off of him and laid against the bed. When had he found the time to put his focus elsewhere? Was he not the one who pleaded and persuaded her into this? Why did it stop?
The ceiling was an unfortunate target of her growing irritation. It would have been Jinshi, the actual culprit, but he had gotten out of bed.
“I’m sorry Maomao, I have to go to the venue early. It slipped my mind.”
What venue? She stared harder at the ceiling.
His kiss touched her face, but she growled instead of trying to return it.
“Maomao, I am sorry.”
Her eyes avoided his. That face of his was supposed to be tucked between her legs to finish what he started. But here it was, staring down at her, trying and failing to kiss and make up for his stopping.
“Maomao…” he crawled back into the bed. She rolled over to avoid him, but he flipped her back around and kissed her softly on the lips. “I’ll make it up to you. Don’t worry. Stop making that face! Look, just come into my office when you get a moment, and we can finish where we left off, okay?”
She had half a mind to bite the lips that kissed her cheek. With a low rumble in her throat, she faced him properly. “No, we’re not supposed to be doing that in your office. Focus on your work.”
“That’s not what you said yesterday.” He smiled gently. In response, she tried to roll over again.
Not having it, he frowned and went for the kill once more. This time, it landed squarely on her mouth. He pinned her down and his tongue prodded at her lips, demanding entry. Her mind was just weak enough that she let him through. He should know though, she’ll only get more pissed off if he tries to leave now.
Her arms locked behind his head, ensuring that he knew what she wanted.
Jinshi was good at showing his remorse, since after his tongue found a comfortable place in her mouth, he let her take control. As a side treat, his hand was stroking her thighs. Long passes that came with his fingers squeezing into her skin. And when she raised her knee in turn, she felt his erection in his pants.
He didn’t have to leave yet.
They can set up a venue without him.
He could stay here.
Why did they need him so early?
Couldn’t they let her keep him just a while longer?
“Okay, I’m really late now.” He peeled her arms off of him and gave her one last kiss. “I’ll take you home after work.”
His words felt like water to the fire in her chest. Her arms were feeling colder away from his body, and he was still moving away from her. Did he realize how badly she needed him in this moment?
“I’ll drive myself, thank you.” She snubbed him with an upturn of her nose and a roll away to hide in his pillow. She even pulled her legs away from him, so he wouldn’t try to keep up the never-ending foreplay.
His weight lingered on the bed a bit longer. Eventually, he sighed and patted her on the shoulder. The bed lifted once he was off of it, and she listened to him walk around his room as he finished getting dressed.
This was the part of the morning where they would get ready together, and she would make sure he left the house looking decent. Being that whenever they woke up after a night spent together, he was always more focused on keeping her naked and making them both late.
Not this time, that son of a bitch. She brooded, crowding her head with his many decorative pillows. She didn’t have to be there early. He’d woken her up for nothing!
She received an overly tender and loving kiss on the back and a quiet ‘I love you’. All she gave back was a grumble. Then he left.
After his door clicked shut, she waited. There was a chance he could come back. If he came back and begged for her forgiveness, then she would make sure it wasn’t so easy to get distracted.
The seconds turned to minutes, and he hadn’t come back.
Whatever. She shuffled to the edge of the bed and reached underneath for the box she kept stored there. I’m not going to work like this. He can walk around with his dick out for all I care.
She could have been more careful with opening the box, but she just needed quick relief. She rummaged through the collection of toys until she found a small blue vibrator.
With the press of a button, it should have turned on, but as it happened, the battery was missing.
To only push her frustration higher, her alarm was going off underneath the pillows and blankets.
Maomao sunk dramatically over the bed, wishing to tear her hair out.
That man was going to get payback for what he’d just done.