“When did I ever invite you, mmm — “
Jiang Ling tried to hide her anger with a disjointed shout, but as soon as the words left her mouth, Song Meng easily blocked her lips. Her small tongue trembled stiffly in the air for a moment before dropping.
The kiss lasted a very long time.
It was so long that Jiang Ling’s face was completely flushed, her tongue was sore, and a feeling of suffocation filled her mouth, making her breathing heavy.
But Song Meng did not let her go. Even though Jiang Ling beat her shoulders and back desperately, she still held her reeling, retreating figure and deepened the kiss.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Ling could vaguely see silver spots floating before her eyes. Her head was so dizzy she had no energy left. Song Meng finally released her hold.
“Ha, ha…”
Instantly, Jiang Ling coughed violently, then leaned over slightly, desperately gasping for air.
The bathroom wasn’t exactly refreshing; every breath was filled with sultry heat and the scent of body wash. Still, Jiang Ling greedily took in the air, and the slight sense of suffocation gradually dissipated.
After she regained her composure, she glared at Song Meng with a slightly resentful expression, her voice trembling, “Wasn’t that a bit too long!”
“Then let’s do it again. I promise it won’t be long this time.”
Song Meng immediately climbed up the ladder she’d been given, her face full of smiles.
Jiang Ling was driven to shame and anger by her thick-skinned behavior. She could only lower her eyes, shake her head, and whisper her resistance, “No.”
Seeing this, Song Meng raised an eyebrow slightly and quietly took down the showerhead nearby.
Jiang Ling saw her move, but she didn’t know why Song Meng was doing it. She just stared in confusion, not realizing that danger had quietly arrived.
“You want to wash?”
Jiang Ling looked at the extended hose and thought she was going to take a proper bath. She raised her arm to grab the body wash on the counter. “Then hurry up and finish so we can go — ah!”
As soon as she stood up, she felt Song Meng wrap around her waist like a vine. The next second, the showerhead — with water flowing rapidly from it — was pressed against her chest without hesitation.
The water temperature was somewhere between scalding and warm. It should have been pleasant — in fact, Jiang Ling usually liked hot baths. But now, her face turned crimson, her voice let out a sharp, hurried gasp, and her figure trembled.
The fingers Song Meng used to hold the showerhead were very steady. She used the rushing water to stimulate Jiang Ling’s body, making her let out small, fragile whimpers like a little animal in her arms.
“Song… Song Meng… don’t…”
Tears unconsciously welled up in Jiang Ling’s eyes, and her vision gradually blurred. Her legs grew weak, and she could only rely on Song Meng’s embrace to stay upright.
However, Song Meng seemed to turn a deaf ear. She even began to slowly move her wrist, trying to find a more suitable angle.
During her slow and serious exploration, Jiang Ling’s face gradually shifted from anger to a strong and complex emotion. She bit her lip hard to maintain her calm and restraint.
“Don’t go too far — “
Jiang Ling tried her best to endure the sounds escaping her mouth, even intentionally making her tone icy, attempting to use such prickly words to make Song Meng stop her continuous movements.
Hearing this, Song Meng suddenly chuckled.
This made Jiang Ling both ashamed and confused. She could only grit her teeth and ask, “What are you laughing at?”
She sounded quite piqued.
Song Meng continued to laugh softly in her ear. Then, she lifted the showerhead from her body and aimed it at the nearby mirror, which was already blurred by mist.
Almost instantly, the mirror — which could originally only vaguely show their silhouettes — exposed their current situation completely.
Jiang Ling didn’t understand what she was doing, but once she was away from the constant rush of water, she barely had a chance to breathe, so she tried to steady her mind.
However, Song Meng didn’t give her that chance at all.
The hand supporting Jiang Ling’s waist moved up slowly, past her softness to her neck, and finally pinched her small, fair chin. She forced Jiang Ling to turn around, while the hand holding the showerhead returned to its original position to continue the constant stimulation.
“Ha… what do you… what do you even want to do…”
Jiang Ling was made to look wretched and helpless. She tried to lace her voice with indignation and scolded coldly in an impatient tone, “That’s enough, you — “
“That’s enough?”
Song Meng laughed even more happily. The hand pinching Jiang Ling’s chin tilted up slightly. She leaned into her ear and spoke in a nearly teasing tone, “That’s what you say, but your expression completely betrays you.”
Hearing this, Jiang Ling felt as if something had exploded in her mind. Her eyes flickered restlessly as she cautiously glanced at the mirror reflecting her current expression.
Her face was rosy, her eyes were like silk, and her slender, white-and-pink body leaned against Song Meng. She was even unconsciously twisting her waist to cooperate with the movements of the other woman’s hand, looking completely like she was ready for the taking.
This made Jiang Ling look away in disbelief and shame. Her voice took on a hint of helplessness and forced argument, “This… this is because of a physiological reaction, it’s not what I’m thinking.”
Seeing her still being stubborn, Song Meng wasn’t in a hurry. She gave an interested “Oh” and let the hand holding the showerhead slide rapidly down her abdomen.
“Wait, not there — “
Having gained experience from being taken before, Jiang Ling immediately understood what Song Meng wanted to do. Her voice was full of panic, and she desperately tried to grip the other woman’s wrist to stop her.
However, Jiang Ling’s strength was completely insufficient in front of Song Meng. She could only watch helplessly as the other did as she pleased.
“Mmm-ah~ Don’t…”
Jiang Ling cried out somewhat uncontrollably and then covered her lips in extreme shame.
Her already weak legs could no longer support her. She almost fell to the ground, causing the water droplets clinging to her to roll down, exuding a seductive charm.
Song Meng’s hand against her inner thigh didn’t move. She just spoke slowly in Jiang Ling’s ear with a deep, bewitching voice, “You say you don’t like it, but your body is quite honest.”
“Your waist is moving on its own.”
Hearing those words, Jiang Ling’s already hot and unbearable body trembled even more. While resisting the intoxicating sensation, she argued in a voice that wasn’t convincing at all, “I don’t… like it at all…”
“You don’t like it?”
“No… mmm-uugh, I don’t like it…”
Because her body was slightly bent, Jiang Ling could also see her own appearance. This instantly ignited a sense of shame in her heart. Tears hung tremulously at the corners of her eyes. When Song Meng moved even slightly, she couldn’t help but cry.
“How can you be like this… you’re a bad person, waaah…”
Such a voice naturally couldn’t stop Song Meng’s actions. Instead, she became a bit more intense. Her eyes were clouded with overflowing desire, and her soft murmurs merged into the sound of the bathroom shower that never ceased.
“I like you so much.”
—
Jiang Ling didn’t remember how she walked out of the bathroom. Song Meng probably half-supported and half-carried her out.
In short, she had no memory of those things at all. She only remembered having a good night’s sleep for the first time in a long while, as if she had left all her troubles behind.
But when she woke up the next morning and looked at Song Meng sleeping obediently beside her, she still couldn’t help but sigh with melancholy.
How did she get taken again?
Life is truly unpredictable —
If Jiang Ling’s initial experiences of being taken were filled with all kinds of resistance, she now seemed to be gradually desensitizing. Although she wouldn’t say she looked forward to it, at least her mind wasn’t full of thoughts like ‘Is my life over?!’ anymore.
Even though it was shameful, Jiang Ling was, after all, someone who loved to rationalize her own situation. She could always find a way to explain away these somewhat terrible situations.
For example, she now felt that this relationship between her, the NOVA members, and Song Meng… could it be considered a kind of ‘friends with benefits’ arrangement?
It’s just that others pay with money, whereas they… well… they were also giving what they wanted, right?
Jiang Ling thought about it and felt that her thinking was really too much like a toy. Who would make excuses for the person who had just taken them?
But thinking of how gentle everyone usually was toward her, Jiang Ling pursed her lips and decided to treat the previous few times as a ‘not-so-beautiful accident.’
Yes!
Her teammates and Song Meng must have done such things on impulse!
Anyway, since they were already finished, they surely wouldn’t lay hands on her again, right?
With such beautiful expectations, Jiang Ling began to imagine the future. In her mind, NOVA had already become a hit girl group with high national popularity…
When Song Meng woke up naturally due to her biological clock, she saw Jiang Ling holding her face, rolling around, and giggling like an idiot. She had even dragged the blanket from Song Meng’s side.
“What are you giggling about so early in the morning?”
Song Meng reached out and pulled her into her arms, which served to restrict Jiang Ling’s wildly moving body.
“Ah, you’re awake?”
Jiang Ling, who had already successfully rationalized everything to herself, didn’t feel any post-act shame at all. Instead, she asked naturally.
This made Song Meng, who had already prepared an apology in her mind, freeze for a moment.
After all, she had said before that as long as Jiang Ling was unwilling, she would absolutely not force her.
But yesterday, because of the Polaroid Jiang Ling sent and her cute, shy appearance, Song Meng really couldn’t restrain her inner feelings and lost control.
So, she was prepared for a tug-of-war where Jiang Ling would be angry and she would have to apologize.
However, Jiang Ling’s expression was so frank it was as if they hadn’t done anything yesterday.
This made even the usually exceptionally calm Song Meng a bit confused. She reached out and pulled back the pajamas she had put on Jiang Ling, clearly seeing the marks on her skin.
That’s right!
“What is it?”
Seeing Song Meng looking like she was questioning her life, Jiang Ling tilted her head in confusion. She followed Song Meng’s gaze downward and nodded in realization, “Oh, these marks. It’s fine.”
“I’ll just use some loose powder or something to cover them up when I get back. It’ll basically be invisible. Besides, there are no public performances to attend and I’m not going out, so don’t worry.”
Listening to the solution that Jiang Ling blurted out, Song Meng finally understood where that sense of dissonance in her heart came from.
She flipped over and pinned Jiang Ling — who was still talking eloquently — beneath her. A slightly dangerous aura clouded her eyes.
“Why are you so experienced?”