After Breaking Up, I Shared an Apartment With My Best Friend and Her Boyfriend (H) - Chapter 7: Vibrator
Chapter 7: Vibrator
After giving Chen Qiao the bathroom, Xu Yanqi went to the living room in his house clothes to make breakfast.
He opened the refrigerator and found the leftovers from last night were still there, so he just heated them up in the microwave to eat, saving the time to cook again.
He sat in the living room, head down eating, his brow furrowing as he thought about the scene of running into Chen Qiao when he opened the door just now.
He didn’t know how long she had been standing outside, and whether she had heard anything.
This time, Xu Yanqi was not afraid of Chen Qiao knowing that he was masturbating, but he was afraid that the two muffled groans when he ejaculated, calling her name, were heard by her.
After work.
Chen Qiao was at home, and there was still half an hour before she had to go to work. Xu Yanqi had purposely come back early.
He thought back and forth, always feeling that he had to explain the incident to Chen Qiao in the morning.
So he knocked on Chen Qiao’s door, “Can we talk?”
When Chen Qiao opened the door, Xu Yanqi’s face was sharp and angular, wearing a white shirt with the collar slightly open.
“Okay.”
Chen Qiao picked up her phone and followed Xu Yanqi to the living room.
Sitting on the relatively soft sofa in the living room, at this time it was not yet dusk, and the sunset light from outside was still shining in, casting a reflection on the man’s sunken back.
Xu Yanqi’s hands were clasped, his elbows resting on his knees, he paused for a moment before speaking again.
“This morning.”
The man’s voice was always so charming, even just two words could make one drown in it.
Chen Qiao listened quietly as he asked, “How long were you standing outside?”
Chen Qiao’s eyelashes fluttered slightly at his words, but she did not speak.
Xu Yanqi frowned and slowly raised his head, with a touch of coldness and seriousness, continuing to ask her.
“Just now, or did you stand there for a while?”
After saying this, Chen Qiao simply said one sentence.
“Do you think I have a voyeurism fetish?”
Xu Yanqi quickly explained, “No.”
He tilted his head, his brow furrowed, his eyes as black as obsidian carrying a touch of regret. “I’m afraid I… offended you.”
The way he called Chen Qiao’s name, she must have heard it.
Chen Qiao didn’t understand, and she also tilted her head to look at him. “How did I get offended?”
Her voice had a slight hint of numbness, seeping into his ears.
Xu Yanqi looked deep into her eyes, did she really not hear it?
He pondered for a moment, the sound of the shower was so loud after all.
He might have overthought it. Xu Yanqi then glanced away, his voice light, “It’s nothing.”
The two were silent, Xu Yanqi’s thin lips parted as he asked Chen Qiao, “Have you eaten?”
Chen Qiao nodded, “I’ve eaten.”
Before he came back, she had ordered takeout and finished eating.
Xu Yanqi nodded in response, not knowing what else to say, he said, “Then you’re busy.”
“Mm-hmm.”
After Chen Qiao answered, she got up from the sofa.
Until she took a few steps and realized she hadn’t taken her phone, she turned around to get it.
At this moment, as she bent down towards the man’s slightly straightened body, her gaze flickered, and she hesitantly spoke a sentence.
“Xu Yanqi, do you need any help from me later?”
Xu Yanqi slowly raised his eyes, “What do you mean?”
He didn’t understand what she meant.
Chen Qiao slightly curved the corners of her mouth, “Nothing.”
Having said that, she bent down and picked up her phone from beside him.
Xu Yanqi’s dark, shiny eyes looked at Chen Qiao, and he asked again, “What do you mean?”
Chen Qiao was about to turn and leave, she tightened her grip on the phone, casting a sideways glance, and spoke in a very ambiguous tone.
“I just feel…”
She paused for a moment.
“Xu Yanqi, we can help each other, that’s what I mean.”
After saying this, Chen Qiao didn’t wait for his reply, but stepped away.
Leaving Xu Yanqi there, pondering over Chen Qiao’s words about helping each other.
*
The next morning, Chen Qiao came back early.
She walked quietly through the house, and as she passed the living room and stepped into the hallway, she heard the soft, lingering moans, making her heart itch.
It was coming from Xu Yanqi’s room again, just like that morning.
His desire seemed to be really strong, as if he had to masturbate almost every morning recently.
The man was not in the bedroom, but in the bathroom.
Chen Qiao gently pushed open the door to her own room, not daring to close it, afraid that the creaking sound of the door would alert Xu Yanqi and let him know she was back.
Chen Qiao changed into a nightgown and sat on the bed, feeling tired at the moment, not having removed her makeup yet.
Hearing the continuous sound of porn playing in Xu Yanqi’s room, as well as the man’s low, soothing panting sounds, like muffled thunder rolling, Chen Qiao’s heartbeat unconsciously accelerated.
Even though she was already very tired.
She still wanted to follow his rhythm and give herself some comfort.
So she reached out and took the vibrator hidden under her pillow, gradually spreading her legs and rubbing the slender toy against her wet, swollen pussy, slowly inserting it deeper and deeper.
With the sounds of porn from his room as a companion, Chen Qiao pushed it in even more vigorously, but dared not make too much noise. She could only grab the quilt covering her body and bite down hard on it, resisting the intense pleasure surging through her body, trembling continuously.
She never expected that Xu Yanqi would masturbate in his room for a whole hour, he watched porn for an hour, and Chen Qiao also listened for an hour in her room.
The man never ejaculated.
He kept changing the videos he was watching.
From slightly stimulating, to moderately stimulating, and finally he directly watched incest and multiple-person plotline videos.
Even with such strong stimulation,
Xu Yanqi seemed to still have no urge to ejaculate, he was just deeply immersed in his desire.
An hour later, the sky was starting to slightly brighten, Chen Qiao looked at the hazy light outside the window, it was 6 o’clock in the morning.
She put the vibrator back under her pillow, then took a bottle of lubricant from the bedside table and got up from the bed, walking straight out of the room and then knocking on Xu Yanqi’s door.
Xu Yanqi heard the knocking sound from outside his room, his stroking motion came to an abrupt stop. “What is it?”
At this time, the morning light was just beginning to shine in from the window, and he heard Chen Qiao’s soft voice answering from outside the door.
“Do you need my help?”
It was exactly the same as the sentence she said to him in the living room last night.