To Covet (GL) - Chapter 87

I wanted to know what kind of movies Yu Zhouwan liked.

In the swaying shots, a blonde girl in a faded maid’s dress sat blindly and quietly in a soft chair, her hands bound tightly in front of her with ribbons. Amidst the vintage filters and heavy European-style decorations, she looked like a beautiful oil painting.

The woman sitting opposite her was dressed as an aristocrat. Wearing lace gloves, she lifted a saucer and took an elegant sip of tea. When she stood up, she “accidentally” knocked over a candle, and the flowing wax dripped onto the girl’s hand. The girl didn’t move; she just gripped the hem of her skirt tighter, revealing her slender, white legs beneath.

Soon, however, the woman added bruises drawn by her own hands to that perfect, smooth skin.

Without subtitles, I couldn’t fully understand their dialogue. I only heard the little maid open her mouth, her tongue flicking with a slow, clear, and moist:

“Whatever you need, my lady.”

The maid knelt on the red velvet carpet, lifted the lady’s skirt, and began to suck and lick at her flower with focus. Her grey-green eyes looked up at the lady’s noble face, and beyond the desire to please, she seemed to relish the opportunity to serve her mistress with devotion.

The air was thick with the sound of interlaced, ambiguous gasps.

I could feel the subtle movement of Yu Zhouwan’s neck as she swallowed, pulling at the rise and fall of her chest. I touched her hand; it was burning, sweaty, and sticky, tangled in the quilt and unable to pull away. Only the fluid flowing from between her legs was the lubricated and tempting forbidden fruit.

I rubbed that hidden spot through the fabric of her nightgown. Her gradually deepening breaths were masked by the moans coming from the earphones. I rested my head on Yu Zhouwan’s body, feeling her physiological reactions rise and fall with the rhythm and pressure of my hand.

“Does Sister like this kind of thing?” I said to her. “What a beautiful pair, they look like dolls…”

I was clearly talking about the characters in the movie, but my gaze turned toward Yu Zhouwan. I quickened my fingers. Her features, barely visible in the dark, were pulled by pleasure. Her eyes lost focus, the originally clear points of light shattering into countless pieces, rippling out slowly in her overflowing moans.

“Sister can’t handle it already?” I touched the smooth, delicate flesh of her inner thighs, smearing the fluid everywhere. “What do you want to happen now, hmm?”

“You have to say it before we can continue.”

I withdrew my hand and circled the perimeter teasingly. In her panic, she gripped my clothes tightly. Under the desperate restraint, even saying one more word risked losing all her strength.

“I… I want… ah…”

I deliberately pinched the swollen center with my fingertip. She shuddered uncontrollably, and a warm stream soaked my hand and the sheets beneath us.

“Sister, you’ve broken an order.”

Yu Zhouwan buried her face in the crook of my arm. “Please, Keyi, let Sister climax…” she kissed my collarbone, her belated plea tinged with a spoiled tone.

“Then as punishment, what does Sister want to choose?”

“Mhm…”

“Do you want to see how you look when you’re being toyed with by your little sister?”

I tapped open the photos in the private album. What appeared was a body bound by ropes—scarlet cords leaving imprints on ivory skin, with imaginative transparent fluids smeared haphazardly across her breasts.

“Yu Keyi…”

I didn’t have time to figure out what emotion was behind her calling my name before her next sentence was choked back by the rekindled fire of desire.

“Sister, choose for yourself. Which one do you want to see?”

I took her finger and flipped through them one by one: the shattered, fallen expressions of a girl and obscene sex props, beautiful slender fingers and the soft flesh turned out from her private place, frozen in the same frame. I forced her to stop on a recorded video.

“Sister. You’re so beautiful right now.”

The sounds in the earphones overlapped with the whisper pressed against her neck.

“Am I doing this right? Look, Sister, in the video you were being fucked into a puddle in this exact position, weren’t you?” I spread her legs to the widest point, grabbing her fingers to rub her center until it was drenched again, then slowly guided the hand carrying her body heat between my own legs.

I keenly detected an unexpected intruder outside the lewd sounds—footsteps approaching from a distance. I hurriedly hid the phone under the mattress and pushed Yu Zhouwan back under the covers.

The person who entered the room tiptoed to the bedside. I opened a tiny slit of an eye and quickly closed it, pretending to sleep.

Shi Yunya’s gaze lingered on me and Yu Zhouwan for a long time. If she had lifted the quilt, she would surely have seen a scene of absolute debauchery—my finger was still inside Yu Zhouwan’s body. With a slight movement, her body instinctively flinched, and her already tensed frame tightened even further.

I went a bit deeper, then withdrew, circling the opening.

The earphones were still playing the sounds of wanton splashing and gasping, accompanied by flirtatious, dirty talk.

Shi Yunya stood by the bed for a long time, then leaned down to adjust the quilt. I quickly pulled my finger out, soundlessly wiping the fluid off on her pajama pants.

Yu Zhouwan was like a cat in shock, not daring to move an inch. Not until her mother adjusted the air conditioner temperature and left the room—until the footsteps had completely vanished—did she dare let out a small whimper and pinch the soft flesh of my waist hard.

“Hiss—” I curled up in pain, then stumbled up to quietly close and lock the door.

“That was close…”

“Sister is too silly, you always forget to lock the door.”

“I just wanted to watch a movie with you…”

“Hmm? Just watching a movie?” I turned on the bedside lamp, reaching into her clothes to knead her breasts while my other hand continued to toy with the entrance that had nearly stopped secreting love juice from the fright. “Wasn’t it because Sister wanted it too much that she came to deliberately seduce her little sister into having sex?”

A wet kiss pulled a shimmering thread of silver in the dim light.

“Can you satisfy your little sister using this position… the same one as before?”

I handed the rope hidden in my pocket to Yu Zhouwan. She obediently hummed in agreement, holding the rope in her mouth as she wound it twice around her thighs and calves, contracting them and binding them together. Then, she waited for me to tie the final restraint: her wrists.

“Are you unwilling?” Seeing her eyes still blurred with desire, I tugged the red string around her neck.

“Mhm… wait, I have to first…” Yu Zhouwan bit the hem of my nightgown and pulled down my underwear. “I have to lick it wet for Keyi first…”

She knelt on the bed, her face buried between my legs, licking earnestly. It was hard to tell which was heavier: the moans in the earphones or the messy breathing outside. By the time I realized it, the video had stopped playing. The sounds of churning liquid and the flick of her tongue, along with her swallowing, were magnified unscrupulously in the room.

“Sister…” I ran my fingers through her hair. “Making such a loud sound… be careful Mom hears…”

She sucked even harder, then leaned up to rub her face against mine entreatingly, getting my hair wet as well.

“Does Sister want it too?”

I hugged her legs, letting my own entrance—which had just finished its climax—crash against the sensitive, fragile soft flesh in her parted gap. Yu Zhouwan hurriedly covered her mouth but still couldn’t help letting out a trembling gasp.

I moved my waist to make us rub against each other. With every back and forth, the arms I used to prop myself up on the sheets trembled uncontrollably from the pleasure.

The person lying beneath me soon reached the peak of bliss. However, the thought of being separated from Yu Zhouwan for so long made me unable to stop bullying her over and over, until she had no strength left to respond. She only opened her mouth slightly every time I increased the intensity, allowing the overflowing body fluids to stream down my thighs to my knees, drying only to be wetted again, leaving a thick, viscous sensation.

“Sister…” I lay on her chest, gasping for air. Even though I was exhausted, seeing her look so ripe for the picking made me unable to stop myself from toying with her. I tugged the knot around her neck and kissed the pink ligature marks. “Do you like it?”

“No more… no more, mhm… ah… have to get up for the airport tomorrow…” she murmured in a half-asleep daze.

I cleaned the traces off Yu Zhouwan’s body, wiping the fluids away with wet wipes, then burrowed into her arms and fell into a deep sleep.

It took nearly an hour and a half to get to the airport. From the moment we got in the car, Yu Zhouwan sat quietly in the back row with her eyes closed, resting. I rubbed my nose guiltily and followed her example, leaning back against the seat to doze.

While waiting at a red light, Shi Yunya suddenly turned around and asked, “Did you two stay up late playing on your phones instead of sleeping last night?”

I lied casually, saying we watched a movie. She glared at me with an “I knew it” expression, looked at her sleeping daughter with affection, and instructed me to fasten Yu Zhouwan’s seatbelt for her.

“Got it.”

I slipped my hand into Yu Zhouwan’s sleeve as it hung off the seat and squeezed her finger. She didn’t open her eyes, but she quietly squeezed my hand back in response.

It was the peak of the summer travel season. Shi Yunya complained that the crowds at the airport were three times larger than usual. She and Yu Hanyang took Yu Zhouwan to check in while I stayed behind to guard the suitcases with a freshly bought iced juice.

There was an unreal sense of daze. Last night I was still feeling lost at the thought of being separated from Yu Zhouwan, but today I felt a sense of calm and poise, as if she were merely going on a short trip measured in days.

I followed the three of them all the way to the boarding gate. Yu Zhouwan suddenly said she had left her ID in the restroom and asked her parents to watch the flight time while she went back. The excuse was so clumsy that Shi Yunya even offered to help look for it, but the couple couldn’t win against their daughter. Perhaps guessing something, they waved their hands and let the two of us go first.

Yu Zhouwan pulled me to a corner and hugged me of her own accord, using a great deal of force.

“Keyi will stay in touch with me, right?” she rested her head on my shoulder. “Can we do it… online…? I’m afraid I’ll want it very much, and I’ll be a bit scared alone.”

I nodded. Yu Zhouwan hesitated but finally let go of her hand.

“Whatever you need, my lady.” I stood on my toes and kissed her forehead.