I alone am the Honoured One!-Chapter 855: Sister Nue [2]

The lanternlight in the room flickered softly and Qi Xue was already lying on the bed, her body half-buried under a blanket, her long hair spilling over the pillow.

At this time, the room’s door opened and Zhao Tian and Qi Nue entered in.

Qi Xue, who was lying on the bed was surprised ’He... he’s staying the night?’

Meanwhile, Zhao Tian leaned closer to Qi Nue and whispered "Sister Nue... how can we do ’anything’ with your sister right here?"

Qi Nue, however pinched his lips softly as she leaned up to whisper back, "Come and sleep with me. Nothing today."

Zhao Tian could only chuckle, brushing her hand away. "How can that be Sister Nue? You promised we would do something tonight."

With a faint blush, she whispered "i already told you, I didn’t expect Sister Xue to stay the night. If we leave now, she will surely be suspicious of us."

"So, come on.. just sleep with us for today."

The bed dipped under Zhao Tian’s weight as he slipped beneath the blankets, settling at the center.

Qi Nue followed with a faint blush, lying down carefully on his other side.

Now the three of them lay together on one bed with Zhao Tian in the middle, Qi Nue on his right, and Qi Xue feigning sleep on his left.

The silence stretched, filled only by the faint rustle of the blanket and the sound of three people’s breathing.

Zhao Tian rested his arm loosely around Qi Nue’s waist, and she leaned into him.

Qi Xue’s heart was racing as she lay with her back to him, her fingers curled tightly under the blanket ’Why didn’t Nue’er tell me he would stay? If I had known... I wouldn’t have been here...’

She bit her lip faintly, pretending to sleep while hearing their whispers and feeling the faint dip of the mattress when Zhao Tian shifted... it was unbearable.

Zhao Tian lowered his gaze toward Qi Nue, brushing his thumb lightly across her hand beneath the blanket.

She tensed faintly, then relaxed, allowing his fingers to entwine with hers.

Qi Nue closed her eyes, leaning subtly closer into Zhao Tian’s warmth.

At first, she thought he would simply hold her and drift off, but Zhao Tian’s hands were never ones to stay idle.

His arm curled firmly around her waist, pulling her snugly against his chest.

His palm shifted slightly, brushing against the curve of her hip before trailing lower.

Qi Nue’s lips parted, but she said nothing and closed her eyes tighter, pretending she hadn’t noticed.

Zhao Tian’s head dipped and his breath was warm against her neck as he nuzzled lightly against her skin.

His lips brushed against the sensitive hollow where neck met shoulder, "Sister Nue..." he whispered lowly.

Her body gave a tiny flinch, and her hand instinctively gripped the blanket, "...Don’t."

A soft chuckle rumbled in his chest as he tightened his embrace, his nose still brushing along her neck. "You say that, but your body betrays you."

Zhao Tian’s hand lingered at her waist, but then his fingers brushed lower, gathering the hem of Qi Nue’s robe between them.

She stiffened as he pulled it up, and the fabric slid upward to reveal the smooth curve of her thighs.

The cool night air kissed her skin, making her shiver as goosebumps trailed with his touch.

"...Little Brother..." she whispered shakily.

His lips curved against her neck in a quiet smile. "Why are you trembling, Sister Nue?" he teased in a hushed tone, "Are you afraid she’ll wake up... or that you’ll lose control?"

Her thighs pressed together instinctively, but that only trapped his hand in between her thighs.

Heat spread through her body, and she bit down on her lip to stifle the soft sound rising in her throat.

"You’re terrible..." she whispered, her voice cracking between embarrassment and longing.

Zhao Tian only tightened his hold around her, "Terrible? Maybe... but only because I love seeing you flustered."

His hand lingered on Qi Nue’s thigh, his fingers brushing the soft, warm skin.

Then his hand slides higher, brushing the curve of her hip before gripping her ass firmly, his fingers sinking into the soft, plump flesh.

"Ha!" Qi Nue’s breath caught and her body tensed briefly before melting into his touch.

Zhao Tian’s hand moved lower, his fingers hooking under the edge of Qi Nue’s underwear and with a slow, careful pull, he lowered her underwear, sliding it down her thighs.

His hand returned to her bare ass, grabbing it firmly, his fingers sinking deeper into the soft, warm flesh, spreading her cheeks slightly.

"Hnn..." She let out a soft moan and her body was trembling as his fingers played with her bare ass, kneading and squeezing.

His lips brushed the sensitive hollow of her neck, drawing anothrt stifled moan from her lips.

Smiling, his fingers moved to the collar of her upper robe and pulled the cloth, loosening the ties that held it in place.

The fabric slipped down, revealing the smooth curve of her shoulder and the elegant line of her collarbone, glowing in the lanternlight.

His lips kissed her exposed shoulder, sucking lightly to leave a faint mark.

Qi Nue closed her eyes, murmuring "Tian... we can’t..."

Meanwhile, Zhao Tian’s hand slides the robe further down and the cloth gliding over her skin to expose her upper chest, then lower, revealing the delicate lace of her undergarment, barely containing the swell of her breasts.

His fingers deftly unhooked the clasp, pulling the underwear away, letting it fall beneath the blanket.

Her generous breasts spilled out freely, their full curves glowing in the dim light and her nipples hardened in the cool air.

"Fuck, you’re stunning." Zhao Tian murmured, drinking in the sight of her bare breasts, their soft weight and pink nipples.

His hand moved to cup one breast, his fingers sinking into the pliant flesh, squeezing gently, his thumb brushing her nipple, teasing it with slow circles.

"Hnngh~~ Little Brother~~"

Qi Xue’s heart raced as the faint rustle of the robe and the subtle dip of the bed reached her ears, and she sensed the intimacy unfolding beside her.

E-Eh? She heard Qi Nue’s stifled moan, which made her body tingle with an unwelcome curiosity.

Zhao Tian’s lips returned to Qi Nue’s neck, kissing the sensitive skin and his tongue flicked against her collarbone as he squeezed her breast, his fingers playing with her nipple, pinching lightly to draw another soft moan.

"You’re trying so hard to be quiet," he teased in a hushed tone, his lips brushing her ear and his hand slid to her bare ass again, grabbing and kneading the soft flesh.

Letting out another soft moan, Qi Nue slowly turned her gaze to look at him over her shoulder.

Then, as if surrendering to an instinct she could no longer suppress, she leaned forward, her hands reaching for the edge of his robe.

Her fingers were trembling slightly as she began to slide the fabric away from his shoulders.

The smooth lines of his chest and shoulders were revealed bit by bit, the robe slipping soundlessly down his arms.

Her fingertips brushed against his bare skin and almost without realizing it, she traced the contours of his muscles.

Her hand lingered over his chest, and then, with a quiet exhale, she sank forward, pressing her body to his.

Her face nestled into the curve of his neck as she hugged him tightly and her breasts pressed softly against his chest.

Zhao Tian’s arms enfolded her immediately, with one hand patting her back.

He tilted his head slightly, looking down at her nestled against him, and a tender smile curved his lips.

He lowered his face and pressed a light peck against her lips.

Without a word, he reached for the blanket draped over them, pulling it up to cover their shoulders.

Qi Nue shifted slightly, tangling her legs with him beneath the blanket, pressing closer until not even the faintest space remained between them.

Her arms curled tightly around him, and she buried her face deeper against his neck, utterly surrendering to the safety and heat of his embrace.

He stroked her back slowly, his chin resting lightly against her hair, breathing in the faint fragrance clinging to her.