Crazy (Lily ABO) - Chapter 38

Teng Lin had a very long dream.

She dreamt of the first time she met Xin Ruofan in her father’s office.

The little girl had a single ponytail, fair skin, and obediently followed the adults in a plain white dress. Her long eyelashes blinked, her eyes sparkling and bright, with tiny flecks of light in her light gray pupils as she curiously looked around.

Teng Lin was mesmerized, and just like that, their gazes unexpectedly met. The little girl blinked her eyes and smiled, descending like an angel. She listened to the adults’ instructions and politely, sweetly called out to her.

“Sister Lin.”

That year, Teng Lin was 11, and Xin Ruofan was 8.

Then she dreamt of the studio, where the young girl sat by the window in her school uniform, the setting sun casting a light golden glow over her like a sheer fabric.

The young girl raised her hand, pulling her dark, long hair back and tying it into a neat high ponytail with the hair tie on her wrist, her bangs swept up to reveal her delicate features. Her light gray eyes looked over at her, and a sweet smile immediately bloomed on her face.

“Sister Lin, you’re here.”

That year, Teng Lin was 15, and Xin Ruofan was 12.

She then dreamt of a cold, damp rainy night in London five years ago, where she smelled the faint tuberose scent on a woman.

Her girl, her young woman, had grown up, differentiating into an Omega.

The woman’s features, with age, grew deeper and more striking. A form-fitting black sweater outlined the graceful curves of her body.

Every move the woman made tugged at her heart.

Soft lips, hot breath, sweet fluids…

Long, lingering kisses fell on her skin, their breaths tightly entwined.

Light gray eyes reflected Teng Lin’s dazed and infatuated expression. In that moment, she only wanted to sink forever into that feeling.

“Sister Lin, don’t leave me…”

Teng Lin struggled to open her eyes. Her eyes, red and sore from crying last night, still felt hot and swollen, and her head was extremely heavy.

She stared blankly at the woman before her, unable to distinguish between dream and reality for a moment.

She reached out and pulled the woman into her embrace, sniffing the gland at the back of her neck. A faint tuberose scent mingled with a hint of sweet bitter peach. It was her Omega, her very own Ruofan.

Xin Ruofan still held a steaming wet towel in her hand when she was suddenly pulled into an embrace. Seeing how swollen Teng Lin’s eyes were, she worried she’d feel uncomfortable upon waking, so she went to prepare a wet towel for her to apply. She didn’t expect to be hugged the moment she returned. She didn’t know what Teng Lin had dreamt, but the way she pounced like a puppy to sniff her scent the moment she opened her eyes made her chuckle inwardly.

She gently placed the hot towel over Teng Lin’s eyes, softly coaxing, “Sister Lin, your eyes will feel better if you apply this.”

“Mhm…” Teng Lin’s throat was dry and sore, her voice hoarse and nasal, indicating she had cried too much last night.

Knowing she was uncomfortable, Xin Ruofan pressed her face intimately against Teng Lin’s, gently kissing her nose, lips, cheeks, and chin. It was soft, wet, and ticklish.

Her vision was obscured, and every sensation in her body was magnified, becoming exceptionally sensitive. The scent of bitter peach in the room grew rich. Teng Lin breathed softly, her hands restlessly beginning to slip under Xin Ruofan’s clothes, greedily caressing the Omega’s soft, smooth skin.

“Be good, don’t move around. You still need to apply it for ten more minutes.”

The Omega’s soft voice sounded in her ear. Teng Lin, enchanted by the sound, let out a low hum from her throat, her thoughts slowly drifting.

She couldn’t see anything, but she could feel the buttons of her pajamas being undone one by one, tiny, dense kisses falling on her sensitive neck. In her mind, she pictured the Omega’s slender, pale fingers caressing her collarbone, then moving down to knead her small breasts.

A soft, wet sensation brushed over her nipple, followed by a suck. Teng Lin shivered sensitively. Her pink nipple gleamed with a crystalline moisture, and Xin Ruofan chuckled with satisfaction, her kisses moving slowly downwards, adhering to her abdomen.

Her pants were pulled down. The Alpha’s flesh between her legs was already erect, hard and hot, pre-cum from her urethra dampening her underwear, leaving a small dark stain.

Xin Ruofan extended her tongue, circling the penis, occasionally taking the entire tip into her mouth to lick, while her right hand gently stroked the shaft up and down.

“Ugh ah… ha… ah…”

Teng Lin’s voice was deeper and hoarser than usual, subtly exuding a hint of sexiness. So hot, so good… Perhaps it was because she couldn’t see, but Teng Lin felt more sensitive than ever this time; she wanted to cum after just a moment of licking. No, it seemed every time Xin Ruofan licked her like this, she would quickly surrender. She secretly sighed, Xin Ruofan’s tongue was so skilled, she couldn’t hold back.

The Omega’s right hand was suddenly gripped by the Alpha, who sped up her stroking. She knew Teng Lin was close to cumming, and deliberately licked the urethra with the tip of her tongue.

“Mhm… ugh ah, ah~”

Teng Lin suddenly arched her back, and with a squirt, came into the Omega’s mouth. She lifted her hand and removed the towel from her face, fine sweat beading on her forehead. Teng Lin gasped, looking down to see the Omega gracefully sucking the last bit from the tip, her lips still stained with a little white cum.

Xin Ruofan licked her lips, her throat bobbing as she swallowed all the cum in her mouth. This sight stimulated Teng Lin’s body even more, making her feel hotter and more restless. The flesh, softened after ejaculating, twitched again.

“It hasn’t even been ten minutes yet, why did you take the towel off?”

Teng Lin froze, a wide blush quickly spreading from her neck to her face. In a moment, even the skin on her chest took on a faint pink hue. She had actually come in less than ten minutes. Could she really have a problem with premature ejaculation…?

Xin Ruofan couldn’t help but laugh, seeing the person blush so deeply they looked almost cooked. She stripped off her own clothes, then straddled the Alpha, spreading her legs. Her fingers parted her vulva, rubbing back and forth against the somewhat softened penis.

She grasped Teng Lin’s arms, pulling the woman, who was lying on her back, up with a strong tug. Their naked bodies pressed tightly against each other. Xin Ruofan tilted her head slightly, opening her mouth to cover Teng Lin’s dry lips, her warm breath gently falling onto them.

“Don’t cum so quickly this time.”

••••

When Teng Lin emerged from the shower and saw a busy back in the kitchen, smelling the aroma of food. Her stomach rumbled. It had been a long time since she’d tasted Ruofan’s cooking, not since they had reunited in London. That brief week of memories had been her only spiritual support as she walked through a vast darkness.

Xin Ruofan turned around and saw Teng Lin staring at her unblinkingly, dark eyes surging with waves of loneliness, sadness, longing, and overflowing tenderness.

“There aren’t many ingredients in the fridge, so I could only make a simple tomato and egg noodle soup.” Xin Ruofan set the bowl of noodles on the table and pulled the dazed Teng Lin to sit down. “Come, try it quickly.”

Teng Lin looked at the noodle soup before her, her eyes gradually welling up. She remembered that on their last night in London, Xin Ruofan had also made her a bowl of noodles just like this.

“If Sister Lin likes it, I’ll make it for you from now on.”

Teng Lin just smiled, not answering. Her emotions were incredibly complex back then: the joy of reunion, the true love they confessed to each other, the sadness of impending separation, and the fear of the future. She carried too much irresistible pressure, yet when she saw Xin Ruofan running towards her, no matter the cost, she felt that all difficulties were insignificant. Xin Ruofan was her courage to face everything. Until Xin Deming appeared, she retreated, once again becoming a turtle hiding in its shell.

Teng Lin forcefully kept her eyes open, holding back her tears. She quietly lowered her head and took a bite of the noodles. “It’s delicious. I like your noodles the most.”

Xin Ruofan paused for a moment, a thin mist forming on her gold-rimmed glasses, but she clearly saw the overflowing love in Teng Lin’s moist eyes. Xin Ruofan moved her lips. She, too, remembered this familiar scene. There were words she wanted to say, but she couldn’t. She was afraid of facing the same outcome again.

“Ruofan,” Teng Lin called her name, her voice still a bit hoarse. “I want to eat your noodles in the future too, okay?”

Xin Ruofan was overjoyed. She immediately wrapped her arms around Teng Lin’s neck, settling into her embrace, and slowly took Teng Lin’s soft lips into her mouth. Her warm tongue explored, tightly intertwining with the other soft tongue. Teng Lin felt her scalp tingle from the kiss, waves of electrical current surging through her body, teasing a certain spot below.

After a long kiss, Xin Ruofan finally released her.

“If Sister Lin likes it, I’ll make it for you from now on.”