Niu Shurui struggled, hands and feet pushing against Ye Li, trying to escape from beneath him, even as he sought to continue their lovemaking. "No more… Ye Li, I don't want to do this anymore…"
Ye Li lifted his face, disbelief evident in his expression. Tears welled in his eyes and spilled down his cheeks. "Why?"
He leaned down and embraced her. "Why not anymore? Niuniu, are you uncomfortable? But you just seemed…"
Niu Shurui raised a hand to cover his mouth, silencing him. She couldn't bear to hear him voice the truth, the raw, animalistic pleasure she’d displayed. It shamed her. It shouldn't have been like that.
More importantly—why was he still crying? Hadn't he taken his medication?
Her hand, small against his face, covered only a portion of it. His face was flushed, eyelids lowered, the picture of someone struggling to breathe through their tears. He looked utterly pitiful.
After a moment, his tongue darted out, a gesture of appeasement, lapping at the palm of her hand.
Her pupils dilated. She recoiled, but he caught her hand, continuing to lick and suckle her fingers. Growing bolder, he arched his back, his er3ction pushing back inside her.
"Stop, Ye Li. No more… I really don't want to. Please…"
Her voice trailed off, swallowed by the force of his thrusts. He sucked on her fingers, a wet, smacking sound filling the air. His dark eyes, still shimmering with tears, held a disconcerting mix of innocence and pure lvst, even as he moved within her.
Seeing the exquisite flush return to her face, the look of utter surrender that only came with intense pleasure, a triumphant smirk curved Ye Li's lips. He abandoned all restraint, driving deep into her core.
Niu Shurui quickly realized the nightmare had only just begun.
For the next two days, there was hardly a moment she wasn't being fucked.
Ye Li had no intention of letting her leave the room, let alone the bed. Everything, save for the most basic necessities, took place there.
If he had maintained the harshness he’d shown when he first abducted her, perhaps she could have held onto her sanity. But with each relentless thrust, he seemed to learn her body anew, discovering how to unravel her with increasing precision.
Whenever she thought she could feel nothing more, that her body had gone numb, he would drag her back into the throes of ecstasy.
Her lower abdomen swelled, as if pregnant. The moment she came, fluids gushed out, hot and urgent, leaving her feeling almost incontinent. But the relief was fleeting. At the sight of her release, Ye Li’s eyes would redden. He’d use the tip of his c0ck to push the fluids back inside her, murmuring, "It will stop soon…"
Their exertions left them slick with sweat. Niu Shurui was sensitive to heat, and Ye Li, lost in his lust, seemed oblivious to everything else. The air conditioning was always set to its lowest setting.
It was in this constant flux of hot and cold that Niu Shurui developed a fever.
The moment he entered her, Ye Li noticed her core was hotter than usual. She was already incredibly sensitive, responding with an intensity that usually only came after prolonged lovemaking.
His heart rate spiked. He quickly pulled out, wrapping her in a blanket before stumbling out of the room.
When Niu Shurui regained consciousness, she saw Ye Li's anxious face hovering over her. His robe was loosely tied, his body drenched in sweat, despite having done nothing.
"Niuniu, you're awake…" He threw himself at her, tears soaking the blankets.
She realized he had been kneeling by the bed. The blankets had been changed; they were heavy and thick, and combined with Ye Li's weight, she quickly felt suffocated. "Get up…" she pushed him weakly.
Obediently, he rose. He brought his face close to her pillow, tilting his head to meet her gaze. "Niuniu, how do you feel?" he asked, his voice thick with concern.
Her body felt much better. She knew it wasn't just the medication; it was the reprieve from his constant attention. But she wouldn't reveal that. After a moment, she pushed at the blankets. "Too hot," she murmured.
He immediately took the bait, pulling the blankets tighter. "No, you still have a fever. Niuniu, be good, just bear with it, okay?"
"I've already sweated a lot. This will make it worse."
Her serious expression and reasoned argument gave him pause. He studied her face, a flicker of doubt crossing his features.
She pressed her advantage. "The fever probably isn't from the blankets. The air conditioning in my office is just as low, isn't it?"
"Then why…?"
"Because I'm not wearing any clothes."
Aside from the endless s3x, what Niu Shurui found most unbearable was Ye Li's refusal to let her wear clothes. She’d never slept n4ked; it made her feel incredibly vulnerable. But whenever she brought it up, he would cry, refusing to relent.
This was her chance.
Unbroken restrictions were one thing, but the slightest crack could have unforeseen consequences. Like a small hole in a fortress wall, seemingly insignificant, but in reality, a point of weakness that could fester and grow.
Over time, it could become an invisible blade, silently dismantling the once impenetrable defenses.
Watching Ye Li’s silence, the internal battle raging within him, she felt a tremor of anxiety.
"…Okay," he finally conceded. Niu Shurui breathed a sigh of relief, quickly masking her emotions. This was just the first step.
He walked reluctantly to the wardrobe, retrieving a dress. But when Niu Shurui saw it, she couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything else? Like the one I wore last time?"