To Covet (GL) - Chapter 39

Yu Zhouwan closed her eyes. Following the physical emptiness after reaching her peak, an overwhelming weariness washed over her.

I took a wet wipe to clean her.

My fingertips, cool and damp, touched the swollen, hot area. “Keyi…” Her body, still not entirely satisfied, felt unbearably aroused, making the sensation of my fingers all the more tangible.

“Wanwan, Sister,” I intentionally pressed deeper. “I love everything about Sister. I love the way you can’t help but get wet, too.”

Although I was carefully wiping her both inside and out, my hand was immediately soaked by the water rushing out, making the tissue warm up.

“Sister, how much paper are you going to waste like this?”

I grabbed a new wipe and rubbed her swollen clitoris back and forth with two fingers. She couldn’t help but climax once more before I could finish wiping her clean.

She looked directly at me without flinching. Her hand, which was gripping mine, slowly relaxed. The flush faded from her naked body, the mist cleared from her eyes, and the breath sweeping against my leg smoothed from a warm, humid gasp into a steady flow.

“Yu Keyi, I lied. I didn’t meet someone else to be my Dom. I just couldn’t control myself.”

The rope, which had been loosely wrapped around my fingers, immediately unwound itself circle by circle when she released my hand.

“Wanwan, tell me, do you like being tied up… or do you simply like the feeling of pain?” Every time my fingers brushed her body, she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.

“I don’t know,” she gave her habitually evasive answer, guiltily avoiding eye contact. “I think I like both.”

“Keyi, you said I’m a person whose mouth doesn’t match their heart, right?” Yu Zhouwan’s fingers, which were gripping the sheet, slowly found their way onto the back of my hand. “I… I just don’t know how to make you understand.”

Realizing that words would only make the situation worse, the hand that had rested lightly suddenly tightened, afraid that I would misunderstand her and leave her alone, just like that night.

“I hate people who are controlled by desire. I think they’re the most useless kind. But I myself have unknowingly become one of them.”

“Keyi,” she pushed one end of the rope into my palm. “I want you to tie me up.”

“Right now? Won’t that hurt?” I feigned ignorance of her implication, poking Yu Zhouwan’s thigh with my finger. She flinched.

“No, it won’t. I’ll teach you,” she grabbed my hand, folded the rope in half, then picked up a loop and pulled it through. “I trust you’ll be gentle with me.”

The steps weren’t complicated. She helped me secure one loop and gestured for me to tie the second one using the same method.

The rope had been specially treated. It wasn’t as rough as a common rope and felt soft to the touch. This only further proved how harshly Yu Zhouwan must have treated herself to leave those dark bruises.

I took the rope and loosely looped it twice around my hand.

“Are we going back tonight?” My eyes were glazed over by the crisscrossing ropes. I crossed and uncrossed them several times before tying a rough, fat knot.

Yu Zhouwan tugged at the knot. It unraveled without any resistance.

“I can’t go back. Do you want to leave?” She chuckled, seemingly having considered this question already. “My clothes are soaked in the water; I can’t wear them.”

“This is good,” she tugged both ends of the rope to adjust the size of a pair of loops. “This is a Prusik knot, the simplest kind.” As she spoke, she slipped one hand into a loop.

“If you don’t want to go back, if I leave, will you miss me?” My hand was in the other loop. I tightened the rope, and Yu Zhouwan and I were cuffed together.

“I didn’t bring the short one today.” She knelt up, tilting her head back, her dry lips brushing against the corner of my mouth, answering the previous question with action.

“Remind me next time, okay?”

As her body temperature dropped, she actively snuggled against me for warmth. Our midsections touched. With a gentle tug on the rope connecting our hands, she lost her balance and leaned forward, taking the opportunity to cover my mouth with hers. The sounds of her breathing during the kiss were drawn out, delicate and alluring, as if she might forget how to breathe correctly in the entanglement.

I was obsessed with the evidence of her existence—the scent of her hair, the feel of her skin, the way she formed her words, and her tone. Now, there was one more thing—her kink.

We shared a second secret.

“Wanwan,” I called her name, tightening the rope in my hand to control her. “Do you want to do it again?”

Yu Zhouwan froze for a moment, then nodded.

I wrapped my arm around her waist, separated her legs, and pressed my lower body against hers. The lingering moisture from the previous climax was still there. I pressed down on her waist, forcing her legs to clamp tightly around me.

“Keyi, can I use my hand… mm… to help you?”

“Help me? Doesn’t Sister want…” Our bound hands clasped together. My other arm was around her waist. Even though she was on top, her hesitant attitude made her seem particularly passive. “…to come again?”

Yu Zhouwan’s narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and her cheeks flushed all the way up to her ears. She braced herself on my arms and shifted her hips, finding a spot where we could press and rub against each other. After only a few movements, her panting became distinctly audible.

Her cunt, having experienced two waves of squirting, was especially sensitive. But it was as if a competitive streak possessed her, determined to make me lose control in front of her. Even though her arms supporting herself on the sheet were trembling, her thrusting and grinding only intensified. I felt myself being swept away by the heat. My reflex was to hold back, but I forgot that forcefully holding my breath caused muscle contractions that stimulated climax to arrive faster, secreting more lubricating wetness. Even a single exhale ended in a soft moan.

I was completely dazed. Suddenly, I heard my phone vibrating. I was going to ignore it, but it rang persistently again. The arousal that had just been stoked vanished, and I had no choice but to get up, shake my phone out of the tangled blanket, and answer the call.

“Dad?”

“Where the hell did you go? Why didn’t you answer the phone?” I didn’t put it on speaker, and Yu Hanyang’s impatient voice hurt my ear. “Why aren’t you back in the middle of the night?”

“I’m out.”

Although I was no longer the timid child who only cried in fear when I saw him hit people, I still felt a slight unease when I found him dropping his mask and showing the face I was so used to.

“What are you doing out?” I didn’t know why he was so concerned about me not being home tonight. Usually, when I was home, he acted as if he didn’t care whether I existed or not.

“Where’s your sister? Is she with you?” His voice softened.

“Yes.”

“Let her answer the phone.”

Yu Zhouwan reached for the phone. I covered her mouth and made a shushing gesture.

“She went to buy something,” I quickly made up an excuse.

“Then hurry back. What does it look like, being out so late?”

He hung up before I could ask him what was wrong.

Yu Zhouwan stared blankly at me as I got up to get dressed. I couldn’t tell if she hadn’t recovered from the sexual encounter being interrupted, or if she was feeling guilty because she had invited me out and got me inexplicably scolded by Yu Hanyang.

Yu Zhouwan’s clothes were piled on the stool next to the sink. After being blown by the space heater for a while, they didn’t feel too wet.

I held the hairdryer in one hand and her clothes, hung up to dry, in the other. Yu Zhouwan rested her head on my shoulder, her nude silhouette like a quick sketch drawn with a single stroke. She was dozing with her eyes half-closed, her arms wrapped around my shoulders.

I focused intensely on the clothes, avoiding the reflection in the mirror.

“Keyi, that’s enough,” she took the clothes and put them on. “Let’s go back soon.”

“Are you afraid of him?”

“No, I just think it’s not good to make people worry, in case there really is an emergency,” Yu Zhouwan squeezed my fingers.

“There won’t be. What kind of emergency could there be this late?” I was well-acquainted with Yu Hanyang’s temper. “He’s just bored and going crazy, looking for someone to take it out on. He’s always been like this when things don’t go his way.”

“Has he ever hit you?” Yu Zhouwan turned my shoulders to face her. “Did he often get physical with people? Did he treat you and your mother like that before?”

I tilted my head toward the mirror. The reflection of myself stared back with the same complex expression.

“What did Auntie Shi tell you?” I cupped a handful of clear water and splashed it on my face.

“Mom never told me anything.” Yu Zhouwan lowered her head. “She said he’s my biological father, and I still have to acknowledge his identity as ‘Dad.’ If I really can’t accept him, I only have six more months, and I won’t have to see him again after I go to the UK.”

She pulled out the room key card, closed the door, walked to the elevator, and pressed the down button.

“Then you can just pretend you don’t know anything,” I shrugged. “It’s all in the past, and you won’t see him again anyway. You can totally pretend you don’t have this dad. Haven’t you been doing that all this time?”

I called a taxi and waited by the streetlamp for Yu Zhouwan to check out.

“Why are you suddenly asking me these questions?” I pondered this while waiting for the car. Although Yu Hanyang’s attitude just now was bad, if I really dug into it, his scolding about coming home late wasn’t strongly linked to the past incidents.

“Because I… I’ve always…” Yu Zhouwan was taller than me. Even though I wore short boots today, it was a bit hard for her to lean on my shoulder. “…wanted to know things about you.”