A White Cloud (GL ABO) - Chapter 7.1 (H)
Once some words were spoken, things developed in an uncontrollable direction.
Tomb Cheng looked at the closed door behind her and let out a long sigh of relief in her heart.
At least now, she could still give what Shen Zhiqing wanted and even deliver it more easily than before.
Tomb Cheng used her fingertips to lift the strap of Shen Zhiqing’s nightdress.
The light from the ceiling fell on her hair.
Her shoulder-length hair, whether tousled by the wind or dusted while cleaning, had a few tiny specks at the ends.
The warm light in the living room reflected on Shen Zhiqing’s face.
She leaned closer to Tomb Cheng, her ear pressed against Tomb Cheng’s chest.
The beating heart in the Alpha’s chest had a familiar rhythm from memory.
Shen Zhiqing wore only this thin dress.
She wrapped her arms around Tomb Cheng’s waist, her breath faintly exhaling, seeping into Tomb Cheng’s heart through the outer layer of skin.
“I want it,” Shen Zhiqing said.
She always spoke such suggestive words with clear intent, regardless of others’ feelings.
Tomb Cheng looked down at her.
The Omega’s glossy shoulders slightly trembled, appearing fragile and helpless.
The air carried the scent of cherry wine.
Tomb Cheng knew this was Shen Zhiqing’s pheromone, sweet at first taste but bitter in its aftertaste, just like her.
Seeing no response, Shen Zhiqing raised her head, her chin resting on Tomb Cheng’s chest.
Her hands stayed clasped behind Tomb Cheng’s waist, and she looked up, asking, “Is it not okay?”
Her eyes were as beautiful as ever.
In countless past days and nights, Tomb Cheng would recall those clear, pure eyes.
Shen Zhiqing’s hair had changed, now slightly wavy and dyed a light coffee color.
She exuded a more alluring maturity and sensuality than before, with a hint of boldness and innocence.
Tomb Cheng said nothing, lifted her by the waist, and asked, “Where is the bedroom?”
Shen Zhiqing suppressed a gasp and pointed in a direction inside the house.
Tomb Cheng’s build was not as muscular as some line-obsessed Alphas.
She had a feminine softness, and her broad shoulders gave a sense of security.
Shen Zhiqing buried her head in Tomb Cheng’s shoulder, her nose against the side of Tomb Cheng’s neck, tracing the smooth line below her jaw.
Tomb Cheng’s veins were beautifully defined, clear and straight.
Shen Zhiqing raised her hand to touch the artery on Tomb Cheng’s neck.
The pulse throbbed under her fingertips, each beat an honest reaction.
The old-style house was small, about eighty or ninety square meters.
Tomb Cheng took a few long strides and reached the bedroom door.
She stopped and asked, “Are you sure?”
The vivid scene before her made Tomb Cheng ask again.
Shen Zhiqing raised her hand to cover Tomb Cheng’s glasses, leaned up, and kissed the cartilage of Tomb Cheng’s throat.
Her voice was light and ethereal, saying, “I’m sure.”
She had never been so certain.
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The Omega’s soft body sank into the bed, her light coffee-colored hair spread across the sheets.
The cherry wine scent grew stronger, enveloping Tomb Cheng.
The pheromones intertwined around them.
Shen Zhiqing lay flat on the bed, her nightdress half-covering her chest.
Her fair, glossy skin shimmered, captivating Tomb Cheng’s gaze.
The Alpha instinctively controlled the restlessness in her heart.
Her chest heaved, her clothes brushing against her skin.
Seeing Shen Zhiqing beneath her again, Tomb Cheng couldn’t suppress the trembling in her heart.
“Tomb Cheng,” the Omega called, her red lips glistening.
Tomb Cheng didn’t respond.
She reached to undo the side zipper of the nightdress, moving slowly and gently.
She remembered Shen Zhiqing’s preferences.
Zhiqing didn’t like kissing, so Tomb Cheng couldn’t kiss her.
A faint electric current ran through Tomb Cheng’s wrist into her skin, making her fingertips tremble.
It took her a while to remove the nightdress.
White—Shen Zhiqing’s skin was so fair it seemed translucent.
Tomb Cheng once thought it could yield water if pinched.
Shen Zhiqing noticed Tomb Cheng’s lack of response.
The stubborn doctor pressed Tomb Cheng’s head into her arms and said, “Tomb Cheng, kiss me.”
Tomb Cheng propped herself up on her elbows, hovering directly above her.
Her glasses, dislodged by the earlier movement, hung crookedly on her nose.
Shen Zhiqing reached to remove them, but Tomb Cheng turned her face to refuse.
The sweet pheromone lingered in Tomb Cheng’s nostrils.
She cast an apologetic glance at Shen Zhiqing, then complied with Omega’s desire.
Tomb Cheng leaned down, kissing Shen Zhiqing’s smooth skin, silently marking the start of their intimacy.
Her hot, breathy kisses trailed from Shen Zhiqing’s shoulder.
The Alpha’s mouth closed around the rosy bud on Shen Zhiqing’s chest.
“Mmm~” Shen Zhiqing let out a soft moan.
Tomb Cheng teased the n1pple with her tongue.
The small, soft bud was unbelievably tender, tempting her to toy with it.
Tomb Cheng applied a bit of pressure, gently biting and licking it with her teeth.
The clear realization that the Alpha was playing with her body made Shen Zhiqing’s ears flush.
A faint pink spread across her fair skin.
Shen Zhiqing tried to speak, unaware that her words came out as sweet, cloying moans, saying, “Touch me…”
In the sealed room, the Omega’s pheromone concentration triggered the pheromone extractor to start automatically.
Tomb Cheng’s ears twitched.
She reached to grasp the other br3ast, playing with it in her palm.
The hardening n1pple poked into her hand, tickling.
In the Alpha’s pants, the dormant heat began to awaken.
Shen Zhiqing raised her hand to hook around Tomb Cheng, her voice growing softer and more tearful, saying, “I missed you so much.”
The Omega’s expression of love received no response.
Tomb Cheng continued nibbling her n1pple while unbuttoning her pants.
The hardness below was painfully stiff, nearly bursting in her pants.
Tomb Cheng shed her combat pants.
The Alpha’s gland stretched her underwear to near deformation.
Shen Zhiqing, more eager, reached down faster.
Last time in the bathroom, Tomb Cheng had been guarded, unwilling to let her see.
This time, without Tomb Cheng’s action, Shen Zhiqing pulled the Alpha’s gland from her underwear.
Hard, scorching, and fiercely imposing.
That was Shen Zhiqing’s first reaction to seeing it, but back then, the seemingly ruthless c0ck was actually quite inexperienced.
Now things were different.
Long-term military training had strengthened even her gland.
Shen Zhiqing hesitated for only a second before lifting her leg to hook around Tomb Cheng’s waist, pressing the gland against her equally wet, soft pvssy.
She let Tomb Cheng feel her longing.
“I really missed you,” Shen Zhiqing said, clinging to Tomb Cheng, her voice trembling.
Tomb Cheng released her n1pple and wrapped her arms around Shen Zhiqing’s back, positioning her half-sitting on the bed.
The gland lightly grazed along the wet slit, the tip coated with the sticky fluid from the pvssy’s entrance.
“Ugh~ Feels good…”
Shen Zhiqing buried her face in Tomb Cheng’s shoulder, whimpering softly.
The gentle rhythm pleased the Omega well.
Her body, long untouched, felt satisfied, and Shen Zhiqing closed her eyes in contentment.
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