Youth is a period of stumbling journeys
When we had a beauty that we only discovered later
I didn’t get the chance to show my gratitude to you for giving me the courage
To go back to being myself
Perhaps at that time I was just busy laughing and crying
Busy chasing the shooting stars in the sky
It was only natural that I forgot
Who was silently protecting me through the wind and rain
- A Little Happiness, Hebe Tian311Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPPqXcejdRL
Translated by Lalaladdy
The water in the creek was cold, annihilating the heat of her body as she reminisced their actions an hour ago. She loved the way he put his hands on her body and how he had spread her legs when they were in action. Even with the coldness of the water, she still felt something in her had been left unsettled. It was like a door in her had been left opened, and she hadn't been fully satiated.
With all that were happening between them, she was open to having this man in her life, but she had so many unanswered questions on her mind. And of course, he had been unsure on how he could open up to her on how he had been hiding things about himself, even after they had agreed on having no secrets between them. At the same time, she also needed to know what was his connection to her, presumably in their past lifetimes as people of the winged clan, as she had seen in her dreams.
Zhi Xun was a straightforward person. She would always say what was on her mind. Tian Yu on the other hand, was not as confident as her, and had fear and insecurities of her leaving him if he wasn't good enough. However, he was easily scorned by a simple comment by Zhi Xun.
He wanted to help Zhi Xun with her burden, but had been doing it in hiding as she had mentioned to him before that her family had wanted her to marry into a rich family. He feared that she would stop loving him because of a common stereotype of rich people that he had seen when his mates had attempted to set up blind dates for him. He didn't know how to tell her how his money came about, what his parents did or how he was actually a business owner. She had assumed he was an employee because of the proposal he had shown her, the fact he was under 30 years old, and how he had mentioned working with colleagues (and not employees) to her family. Yi Lian had identified his "rich and independent aura" very well from her own personal experience. But for someone like Zhi Xun, who wasn't very observant on details, she had failed to notice them because Tian Yu never used money to have his way with anything. He was smart, capable and humble, and these were values she liked very much about him.
"Remember the story you read to me yesterday," she said. "I suppose you haven't been entirely honest to me." Then she continued, "what magic have you cast on my family for them to accept you so readily?" she laughed as he was taken aback by her sudden question.
The guilt was weighing on his shoulders. He was so afraid she would leave him if there was a single bit of imperfection. That had been the same reason he as Chen Ye, had never admitted his love for Aranya. Since Aranya had a husband in name, he had assumed he was not good enough for her and circumstances had led him to believe she did not like him, until she had incinerated her own soul.
Everything had been so unreal to Zhi Xun. The fact he had been there, saved her twice from being violated, impressed her family, how he had come so prepared and even proposed a marriage act. There was no possibility that everything was a coincidence. Where should she start with her questioning?
"Do you really need to know today?"
"Whatever you can tell me, before I get mad." She got up from the creek, positioning her hands on her hips. He quickly rushed after her, trying to cover her bare body with his clothing. "Wait up, don't catch a cold."
She hoped her nude body would seduce him into submission, and so she walked faster, making him chase her into the tent. He blocked her way as she stretched her hand into her luggage for a dry towel.
"Out with the truth," she said.
"I can only tell you to trust me, I will open up slowly. At the moment, just understand that many of the things I'm doing are for you.. And our sake."
Our sake. The words resounded in her head, making her feel inclined to find out if what he did had been partially for her. He took the towel from her and gently dried her dripping wet hair, followed by the rest of her body. His hands had been warm, and her skin tingled from his touch. She had a feeling of closeness to him as he dried every bit and piece of her, from head to toe, without missing any single part. Her sensuality was starting to kick in slowly. This was the first person someone outside her own parents had dried her, and she was an adult now. Then he moved down to drying her cavity, and he stopped.
"What's wrong? Don't you like drying me?" She asked. "Go ahead then, it's not that seeing a naked body is new to you." She was a little mad, but a part of her wanted him to touch her and allow her to relieve her frustrations.
He knew she was mad, but instead he said, "I'll leave you to let off steam. Please don't be angry with me." He was going to walk away from her again, and she wouldn't permit it.
"Is that all you are good at? Hiding? Maybe one day you'll wake up and never find me again," she said scornfully. "Then fine, I'll go."
"Wait," he said. "I know I've done you wrong by not telling you certain things, but I just need time. I told you, I will not keep secrets, but I need to find time to tell you."
She pushed him over in the narrow space of their tent, and he fell back on the floor. She leaned over him, positioning her lips before his. A sharp pain on his lower lip came next. She had bitten him hard, and her kissing was furious. He felt the warmth of her chest on his, and the softness of her breasts. She inched closer, her crotch pressing against his.
She felt him harden slightly to her body pressing against his. "Tell me something," she said.
He remained quiet. Her hand reached into his pants. "Wrong answer. You have ten seconds. I received a bank transfer from an unknown sender. If you don't tell me who it was, I can find out myself from the bank. But before that, it's best you tell me."
"Okay, it was me."
She rubbed him below, causing him to breathe harder.
"Source of income."
"I worked."
"Wrong answer." She peeled off his pants and tossed it aside. He stayed silent, and she responded by rubbing him furiously, arousing him further, until he decided he had no choice but to tell her, or she wasn't going to stop.
He sighed and gave in, telling her the information on his company and how he had been born as the elder child and son of his parents. "I don't want you to place any stereotype on me or dislike me because my parents are rich. I've tried to be independent."
"How could you think of me that way?" she yelled at him, and finally she picked herself up and started putting things in her luggage. He knew she was about to go, and stopped her.
He knelt before her. "Please, can you give me one more chance? I promise you in future, it won't happen again. I'll do anything just to make you happy, just don't go."
"Fifty thousand," she said. He looked stunned, but the sad, guilty look on his face seemed to override his shock.
"Fine, it's yours." He got up and reached for his phone to do an online transfer. She swung his phone out of his hand immediately and pushed him to the floor, sitting on his lap. The tent shook briefly.
"Not in cash."
"What do you want then?" It had been obvious, but Tian Yu was unable to think properly when Zhi Xun had threatened to leave. He was afraid he would have to wait for the next lifetime between them, if they even had one, to see her again.
She had caught him off guard for the second time. She straddled him with all the strength she could. "No, don't do it," he told her. "You might regret it."
"Ahh." She gave a little cry of pain as she pushed to allow him inside her inch by inch. It would hurt to admit his entire length inside her, and furthermore, she was still feeling a bit sore from their session a few hours ago. He was reluctant to move, and so she pushed harder, groaning as pleasure met pain and united together. She could only get three quarters of his length in, at most.
She rode him harder, swaying her long straight hair along with her beautiful curves. He could not keep his eyes off the gorgeous creature before him. Yet he wondered how she was so capable of handling pain.
"You probably should get off me," he said. "It's dangerous, I can't control myself when you're on top of me in this way. I might release inside you."
She ignored his warning and continued to ride him in a frenzy. Her cries getting louder as she climaxed, and he followed suit, releasing all he had inside her. She had never expected that being creampied would cause her to end up such a sticky mess. Maybe, as they had always ended up using protection in the end even if they hadn't started with it, that she hadn't noticed he was so much of a producer. But when she was the one getting creampied, she had realised he had so much produce.
Nevertheless, she had felt so much satisfied even though it was her first time being in control of the entire session. The soreness stung her below like a bee. Realising she hadn't answered his question as she had been carried away with their intercourse, she told him "I want fifty thousand times of love and intercourse," she finally said. "Until I no longer want you."
"I've said, I'm not going to ever let you go," he suddenly said. He was still inside her, and still very much erect. Without much difficulty he lifted her in his arms and stood up as what was left of their cream earlier dripped down on the floor of the tent. He plopped her gently down in a corner as they were still merged with each other. "Now, it's my turn."311Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0osk3TG5tN
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