A lady's wish is law, so I switched to Jiao Jiao, pulling her into a kiss and focusing solely on her. I hugged and caressed her body, guiding her to the bed. When her shins brushed the sheets, she shuddered noticeably but hugged me tighter. She was clearly set on going all the way tonight.
We sank onto the bed, and I kept showering her with kisses, moving lower. My lips roamed her neck, collarbones, breasts... Jiao Jiao moaned softly, her breath hitching, fingers clutching the sheets. When she tensed and arched, I knew she'd hit her first peak of pleasure—and that was just the start.
I let her catch her breath, kissing her belly, thighs, knees. When her breathing evened out, I rose to meet her teary, passionate gaze. Her eyes held trust mixed with awe.
"You sure?"
I whispered, though the answer was obvious.
Instead of words, she pulled me to her, and I accepted her gift. The moment we became one, she cried out and bit her lip but didn't pull away. I froze, letting her adjust, kissing her eyes, cheeks, lips. Gradually, she relaxed and tentatively moved with me, letting me continue.
Her moans grew louder with each moment, her movements bolder. I felt her letting go, transforming from an inexperienced girl into a woman discovering her body and desires. At some point, I caught myself admiring her—half-closed eyes, tousled hair, the way she arched under me like a bowstring.
TuTu watched us the whole time. I sensed her presence at the edge of my mind—she sat in the armchair, eyes gleaming, breath ragged, enjoying the show as much as we were. But when Jiao Jiao collapsed exhausted onto the pillows, my girlfriend couldn't hold back.
"No way, I want some too,"
she rasped, approaching the bed.
Jiao Jiao gave her a hazy, pleasure-glazed look and smiled weakly, too spent to argue. TuTu nimbly climbed onto the bed and pressed against my back, wrapping her arms around me and whispering in my ear:
"I've wanted to watch this so bad... Now it's my turn."
I didn't disappoint her. We flipped, and I loomed over her, feeling her body burning with impatience. TuTu was always bolder, and now she showed no restraint—reaching for me, devouring my lips, scratching my back. I didn't hold back, knowing she loved the intensity.
The bed creaked under us, holiday music played faintly in the background, but only this moment existed. We tried different positions, laughed when something went wrong, and lost ourselves in each other again. TuTu was insatiable, and I was glad my stamina matched hers.
Jiao Jiao, rested a bit, watched from under half-lidded eyes, and eventually I pulled her to us so she wouldn't feel left out. That's how we lay, tangled together, exhausted but utterly happy.
When it was over, I settled in the middle, holding both girls close. TuTu purred contentedly into my shoulder, while Jiao Jiao, drained but serene, was nearly asleep.
"You're ours,"
TuTu whispered in my ear, her voice full of possessive satisfaction.
"And we're not letting you go anywhere."
I smirked, kissed her crown, then Jiao Jiao's forehead.
"And I'm not planning to go anywhere,"
I replied.
"You're my family now."
The room was dimly lit, echoes of the festival still drifting in from outside, and I gazed at the sleeping girls, warmth spreading in my chest. In this new life, I finally had something worth fighting for. And I'd protect it at any cost.
With those thoughts, I closed my eyes and fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.