Chapter 15: Shou Ta Yi Bing "A Tale of Love and Loyalty"
FlamingoBees
Translating Chinese Historical Dramas for your enjoyment... and mine! :)
Shou Ta Yi Bing "A Tale of Love and Loyalty"
Chapter 15:
Swallow
Xiao Yuan was true to his word, repeatedly resisting the urge to forcefully press her head down.
He allowed her awkward movements, blending heat and tingling with exquisite pleasure, but adding a touch of torment.
Xiao Yuan thought he should cover her enticing eyes, or even gouge them out. Her blinking eyes and the tears that fell were becoming increasingly irritating.
After a while, Pei Qing felt her jaw starting to stiffen and her lips and tongue losing strength. She looked at Xiao Yuan with a pleading expression.
Xiao Yuan’s eyes were frighteningly dark. When she looked at him so pitifully, he averted his gaze and said, “If you can’t do it, use your hand. Do you need me to teach you?”
Pei Qing immediately understood and used her pale hand. Following his instructions, she occasionally sucked lightly, causing him to breathe heavily and showing the bulging veins on his arm, which made Pei Qing tremble with fear.
Her palms grew slightly sweaty, warmer than before, and a slight tightening made it almost unbearable for him.
“Be gentler,” he said.
Pei Qing hurriedly loosened her grip, which reduced the tight sensation. The man was dissatisfied, gripping her entire hand and guiding her. His other hand instinctively touched her head.
Pei Qing felt a surge of fear. Yet, the overwhelming tingling pleasure made Xiao Yuan disregard her anxiety and fear. At the peak, he yanked her wrist and thrust forcefully.
Pei Qing couldn’t make a sound and was in extreme discomfort, as something thick and viscous entered her mouth.
Only then did Xiao Yuan notice the cracks and bloodstains on her lower lip and the corner of her mouth.
Pei Qing couldn’t help but want to spit it out. But before she could, Xiao Yuan quickly pinched her face, preventing her from opening her mouth.
“Swallow it.” He caressed the corner of her lips, with blood on his thumb. “Otherwise, I’ll have to do it again, Empress.”
Hearing this, Pei Qing realized he had changed once more.
Her face was full of reluctance, but she had to frown and force herself. Xiao Yuan silently watched her fair, enticing neck, feeling how she slowly swallowed.
Finally, Xiao Yuan released his hand. When he saw that he wasn’t stopping her, Pei Qing went behind the screen to clean up.
But the night was still long, and the man’s desire had not yet faded. He fixed his gaze on the screen, imagining how she slowly undressed, removing the sheer, perfectly revealing undergarment, and then untying the strings of her garment. Her waist was very slender; he had just touched it and felt her soft, delicate waist... it must be incredibly enjoyable.
He was never a virtuous man, nor a good minister or brother. In his eyes, moral principles couldn’t compare to the intoxicating pleasure of warm, soft beauty. Besides, she was meant to be his, Xiao Yuan’s, woman.
Since she agreed to whatever price he asked, why should he be polite?
Pei Qing was unwilling, merely considering the face of that sickly weak emperor, so she asked him to wait a bit longer.
Xiao Yuan stood up. Why should he wait? To save that helpless emperor, he left the comfortable life at the Southern River and came here to face enemies from all sides, and even a little bastard dared to show him disrespect.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted her to cry and beg for mercy, the louder the better, and hoped it would reach Yangju Palace so that the dying man inside could hear it clearly.
However, just as he reached the screen, Xiao Yuan stopped in his tracks. There was no sound of water, not even a hint of steam. The only sound coming from inside was a very low sobbing. If one didn’t look closely, they wouldn’t notice the small figure projected on the screen.
Even without going inside, he knew how she was curled up behind the screen, covering her mouth and crying silently.
It was just like when they first met—an aggrieved young girl crying alone in a corner, just as a badly injured youth fell from the sky, covering his wounds and bleeding, asking her what was wrong, afraid she would cry herself to death.
His fists were clenched tightly and then loosened.
The candlelight in the hall was dim, failing to reflect the expression on his face at that moment.
Pei Qing was unaware of anyone approaching or leaving outside the screen. She didn't know why she was crying or how long she could cry before he became impatient. She quickly cleaned herself, changed into fresh clothes, and quietly walked out.
She didn't approach him, merely standing timidly beside the screen, looking at the man lying on her bed. The night was still young, and she wondered what else he might demand of her.
But after waiting for a long time, no further orders came. Pei Qing felt that he must have fallen asleep. She glanced around and her eyes landed on a small couch where Zhu Lan usually slept.
She walked over very quietly, took another look at the man, and seeing that he was still, she lay down on the small couch and covered herself with a blanket, immediately feeling much warmer.
Soon, the small couch was filled with even breathing sounds. Xiao Yuan opened his eyes and saw a lump on the small couch, with a round head and flowing long hair exposed.
Her ability to cry on command and then fall asleep was irritating.
In the next moment, the candlelight in the hall went out, and the night fell completely silent.
© translations belonging to flamingobeestranslations.blogspot.com. If you read this somewhere else instead of flamingobeestranslations.blogspot.com then the translations has been posted WITHOUT permission of translator.
•••
https://ko-fi.com/flamingobeestranslations
https://twitter.com/FlamingoBee2009
Thank You For Reading <3
Comments
Post a Comment
What did you think of this chapter?