My Sister Likes My Sister - Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Biting on a Strand of Her Black Hair

Yu Si-yan couldn’t remember how many rounds of that boring yet stimulating game they had played, only that when they finally left the bar, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the street.

Even in the city center, which had little nightlife in Lin City, there were hardly any cars at the moment. Under the brightly lit streetlights, Yu Si-yan tilted her head to look at a ride-hailing app, one hand gripping her phone, the other holding tightly onto the person behind her.

Not a single word was spoken, but with just an exchange of glances, Shen Jianlan followed her. She didn’t even ask her name.

In a relationship of a fleeting encounter like this, asking for a name was indeed unnecessary.

As for what to call her… her eyes sparkling, she half-whined, half-coaxed in a sweet voice, “Sis, it’s so hard to get a ride here…”

Shen Jianlan tacitly agreed to the fact that she was older. She had also had a bit too much to drink, and if she had to wait any longer, she might not even be able to stand.

The night was closing in, and people from the bar were leaving in pairs. No one paid attention to the two of them. Shen Jianlan boldly leaned most of her body against Yu Si-yan’s, and after a moment, she let out a low, deep “Mm.”

A little while later, they still hadn’t gotten a car. Yu Si-yan grew impatient. She pulled on Shen Jianlan’s hand, which was quickly growing cold in the wind, and pointed in a random direction. “There’s a good hotel over there. Will you walk with me, sis?”

Shen Jianlan replied, “Mm.”

She didn’t ask where they were originally planning to go, nor did she ask how Yu Si-yan knew the hotel was good.

In the days leading up to the New Year, everything was in high demand. Unable to get a taxi, there was only one deluxe king-sized bed room left at the hotel.

Yu Si-yan swiped her membership card without a second thought. Even though it was a bit difficult to rummage through her bag, she never once let go of Shen Jianlan’s hand.

When it came time to show their IDs, Shen Jianlan took an extra look, only to realize that the person beside her had already closed her eyes, seemingly completely overtaken by drowsiness.

She didn’t peek at Yu Si-yan’s ID even after they received the room key.

The two of them silently got on the elevator, found the room, and entered with the card.

The room was large and spacious, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city center of Lin City. The bathtub in the bathroom was more than big enough for two people.

In the middle of the night, with two women alone in a room, it was obvious what would happen next.

But how to start and how to proceed was not a fixed pattern.

Yu Si-yan took off her coat. The top two buttons of her shirt had come undone at some point. She pulled the curtains shut, instantly blocking out the millions of lights of the night.

Inside the room, it was just the two of them.

Yu Si-yan had thought she was already sleepy; even though she was used to staying up late, she should have been drunk after drinking so much.

But now she suddenly realized she was quite sober, even sober enough to kick off her boots and sit on the edge of the bed, calling out sweetly, “Sis, can you get my slippers for me?”

Shen Jianlan quietly unwrapped the slippers for her. As she was hesitating whether to put them on her feet, Yu Si-yan suddenly tugged on her wrist.

Already a little dizzy and unsteady on her feet, with the pull, the slippers fell to the floor, and she herself fell into Yu Si-yan’s arms.

The woman lying on the bed was ready. With a nimble flip, Shen Jianlan was now beneath her.

Yu Si-yan propped herself up with her elbow, but her chin was still buried in Shen Jianlan’s collarbone. A small distance was maintained between them, but not much.

That distance was instantly and wantonly taken away by Yu Si-yan.

Shen Jianlan watched as their long hair intertwined, and Yu Si-yan’s slender fingers slowly stroked her face, saying sincerely, “Sis, you’re so thin.”

She had already felt how light she was when she held her. Now, with her pressed beneath her, there wasn’t much flesh to pinch.

Shen Jianlan let out a low groan and slowly closed her eyes, letting Yu Si-yan do as she pleased.

Yu Si-yan’s fingertips roamed back and forth beside her collarbone, but she was very patient and did not go any further, just watching as her neck slowly flushed a pale pink. Only then did she let out a confident, light laugh, leaning down to peck her on the lips. “Sis, look at me.”

Half-coaxing, half-forcing, Shen Jianlan had to open her eyes. In the warm, dim light, Yu Si-yan tilted her head and smiled at her, breathtakingly beautiful, like a thousand-year-old red fox. Just a light touch on her skin was enough to send an indescribable shiver through her.

She couldn’t look for too long and closed her eyes again, pretending to sink into this absurd dream, throwing away all moral bottom lines and just accepting everything the other person gave her.

But Yu Si-yan didn’t allow it.

Instead, she kissed her repeatedly, rubbing bit by bit on her shoulder, as if she were treating the most tender of bamboo shoots, peeling away the tough outer layers one by one, forcing her to reveal her most fragile inner self.

Shen Jianlan looked up, the coldness in her eyes finally turning into a shattered, soft pool of water. Yu Si-yan took the opportunity to bite her collarbone, not too hard, not too soft.

She let out a muffled groan and proactively extended her arms, hooking them around Yu Si-yan’s neck as if in a trance.

It was like a passionate invitation, no longer caring about the extra shame.

Yu Si-yan stopped moving. She just smiled at her, and after a moment, she pressed against her, pouting her lips at Shen Jianlan’s, the implication obvious.

Shen Jianlan tilted her head up and kissed her. This time, it wasn’t as clumsy as it was in the bar. As if she had tasted an alluring flavor, she learned to repeatedly lick and kiss with her tongue. She even, without a teacher, slowly parted Yu Si-yan’s lips.

Their tongues met, and they kissed in a long, messy embrace. A cool feeling came over Shen Jianlan’s body; she was completely exposed, no longer able to hide anything.

Yu Si-yan’s hands were beautiful, her nails always perfectly manicured and clean, her fingers slender and pale, with well-defined knuckles, like a work of art.

The meaning of hands in the sapphic community was self-evident. How many people had secretly fantasized about the taste of being touched by those hands?

And in her haze, Shen Jianlan finally realized what it all meant.

Yu Si-yan was somewhere between clumsy and skillful, but her expression remained calm and composed, without a trace of youthful nervousness.

After a while, she raised her hand and tucked a fallen strand of black hair behind her ear. She spread her fingers and waved them in front of Shen Jianlan. “Sis, want to try?”

Shen Jianlan’s face just slowly flushed red. Then she watched as Yu Si-yan brought her fingers to her own lips and licked them, her smile becoming even more vivid.

She was proudly flaunting, as if she had found some kind of treasure.

Shen Jianlan was helpless. “It’s… dirty.”

Yu Si-yan frowned in displeasure. Shen Jianlan immediately fell silent, then looked up at her for help. “We haven’t showered…”

“Oh.” Yu Si-yan turned and sat up, her black hair hanging straight down her back, outlining her graceful curves.

She walked into the bathroom without a word. After a moment, just as Shen Jianlan was hesitating whether to go check on her, she came back out, her foxy eyes sparkling. “Then let’s shower together.”

In the full bathtub, their wet long hair intertwined. Yu Si-yan forced her to look at the large, fog-covered mirror. As the water misted down, the image of each other in their eyes became blurred.

All that came from Shen Jianlan was a low, deep sound from her throat. Even though it hadn’t officially begun, she already felt like she wasn’t herself.

Yu Si-yan bit her earlobe and asked, “Sis, do you like it?”

Shen Jianlan just nodded. “Mm…”

Yu Si-yan laughed at her. “Sis, if you’re like this, what are we going to do later?”

Shen Jianlan also didn’t know what she was supposed to do. She just gripped the edge of the bathtub tightly to keep from losing herself and drowning in the water. Then she looked at the woman in front of her, shrinking back as if afraid, but then moving forward again when her back hit the wall.

The rippling water made it hard for her to maintain a modest, restrained posture.

The steam was rising, and both their faces were flushed. The alcohol, which had been ignored for so long, returned, to the point that when Yu Si-yan was the first to step out of the bathtub, Shen Jianlan shamelessly grabbed her fingers and placed them on her own body.

Yu Si-yan turned her head. Shen Jianlan was just soaking in the water, her neck held high and straight, but her voice was as soft as mist. “Don’t go.”

“I won’t.”

The existence of the bath towel was no longer necessary. They stumbled all the way back to where they were supposed to lie down, leaving a trail of dripping water on the floor. Shen Jianlan finally knelt down weakly, sinking deep into the bed. Yu Si-yan pressed against her from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder and whispering softly, “Sis.”

Shen Jianlan didn’t respond, just breathed lightly. The water droplets on her long eyelashes made it hard to tell if she had just been crying.

Yu Si-yan wasn’t doing much better. A small cut on her lip, with a bead of bl00d not yet dry, made her face look even more enchanting.

As she licked her own lip, feeling the faint pain, she thought to herself that Shen Jianlan, who had been so quiet, could bite so fiercely when she finally got a taste.

During a pause, Shen Jianlan drank a large gulp of mineral water. She turned back and looked at Yu Si-yan with a hint of embarrassment, asking softly, “Did I hurt you when I bit you?”

Yu Si-yan blocked her lips, taking water from her mouth to drink, and said with a half-smile, “Shouldn’t you be the one who’s hurting, sis?”

Shen Jianlan quickly turned her gaze away. After a moment, she realized there was no need to be reserved. She looked into Yu Si-yan’s eyes and said seriously, “No, it doesn’t hurt.”

Yu Si-yan gave her a charming smile. “Then do you want to stop, sis?”

Shen Jianlan’s voice was flat, but her answer was firm. “No.”

Since they had already done it, why fear the quantity or variety?

She was completely broken down and remade again and again. The back of Shen Jianlan’s head was buried deep in the pillow, her long hair a tangled mess.

It turned out that completely giving oneself to another, surrendering control of one’s body and mind, and letting oneself be lit like a firework again and again, was such a happy thing.

She didn’t know if the happiness came from the act itself, or because the person was Yu Si-yan.

Yu Si-yan held the woman beside her, begging her to rub her arm, and in her heart, an indescribable joy and tenderness flowed.

She bit on a strand of her own black hair, watching the person in front of her be consumed with desire for her. She was obsessed with this feeling, and it seemed she could never get enough.

They looked at each other and fell asleep in each other’s arms, like lovers who had known each other for years.

But in their hearts, they both knew it was just a dream, and they didn’t want to think about anything else. At this very moment, with this heart and these thoughts, it was all a grand dream.

When they woke up, they would go their separate ways, as if they would never see each other again.