Chapter 63: First Kiss
In a daze, Ning Chu couldn’t tell how much time had passed.
Her hands pressed weakly against Wen Yang’s chest, trying to push him away, but her strength was fading. Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment. Her body had lost all its strength, her waist sinking, her lower abdomen pressed tightly against Wen Yang’s torso, feeling the firm contours of his muscles.
She couldn’t breathe!
The shallow feeling of suffocation made her head spin even more. She didn’t even notice Wen Yang’s hand slipping under her shirt, gently caressing her skin.
Finally, Wen Yang lifted his head.
Ning Chu’s body went limp, collapsing into Wen Yang’s arms. She gasped for air, too disoriented to care about the drool that had slipped from the corner of her mouth.
As her breathing steadied, her mind began to clear.
She lifted her tear-filled eyes to meet Wen Yang’s, her gaze filled with a mix of anger and emotion, like a soft undercurrent of affection. That brief glance made Wen Yang’s breath quicken.
“You... you...”
Ning Chu struggled to speak as her breathing returned to normal, but she didn’t know how to scold Wen Yang.
Lowering her head in panic, she tried to get up, but her hand pressed down on something hot—Wen Yang’s, well, "gun." Her body froze, and her panic grew.
If this kept going...
They were going to end up fooling around right here!
This wasn’t how things were supposed to go!
She quickly jumped off the swing, trying to escape, but as soon as her feet hit the ground, her legs gave out, and she fell ungracefully onto the ground.
Damn it!
Why now of all times?!
No... was she seriously turned on just from being kissed?
Up until this moment, Ning Chu had always thought that the whole idea of a kiss feeling good was just an exaggeration from romantic stories.
She stared silently at her jeans, spotting a faint, suspicious dark stain.
Luckily, she’d worn black pants today, or it would’ve been even more obvious...
Wen Yang quickly stood up. “Are you okay?”
“Don’t—don’t touch me...”
Ning Chu hurriedly raised her hand to stop Wen Yang from getting closer. She was terrified that if he added fuel to the fire, her desires would overwhelm her, and they’d end up doing something indecent right here in the park.
She stayed seated on the ground, not even bothering to get up. Her head was spinning—how had things escalated to this?
It wasn’t her first kiss... well, technically, last time was just a brief brush of the lips, not a real kiss. This time, though, it was the full first kiss experience, right?
Wen Yang had been so good at it on his first try!
As her emotions settled down, a strange thought popped into her head: she had to admit, it felt really good to be kissed~
She found herself actually savoring the memory of it.
Shaking her head vigorously, Ning Chu reached out her hand to Wen Yang.
After he pulled her up, she tugged her jacket down to cover her thighs, worried he might notice anything unusual. But when she looked up, Wen Yang still had his "gun" pointed at her, figuratively speaking.
Flustered, she averted her eyes and, trying to sound disdainful, said, “Don’t point that at me, gross.”
But her voice came out more shy and hesitant than she’d intended, as if she weren’t entirely rejecting him.
Wen Yang awkwardly turned to the side. “Did you hurt yourself? Should we go to the infirmary?”
“I’m fine.”
When she was in the right state, being a succubus meant there was no such thing as pain—only pleasure.
With her silver markings almost complete, she only experienced that strange blend of pain and pleasure when she was fully in the moment. Thankfully, that meant she didn’t have to worry about it during her period, or she’d never be able to attend class.
“...”
The two stood there in awkward silence for a moment, the heat between them gradually dissipating.
Ning Chu let out a sigh of relief, brushing the dirt off her pants. She glanced at Wen Yang again, but quickly looked away, her face flushing with embarrassment. “Let’s head back to the field. Class is almost over, and they’ll start roll call soon.”
“Okay.”
Seeing Ning Chu trying to act calm, Wen Yang finally relaxed.
That look she gave him, so alluring and full of emotion—he just couldn’t resist. He’d acted impulsively, worried Ning Chu would be upset, but seeing how things turned out, it seemed like she didn’t mind at all.
In fact, if he hadn’t made the first move before, they probably wouldn’t have even held hands yet. Ning Chu was just too shy, clearly preferring to be the one on the receiving end.
With a gentle smile, Wen Yang reached out and held Ning Chu’s hand. “How did it feel?”
“...”
Just one soft question, and Ning Chu’s face turned beet-red again. She angrily shook off Wen Yang’s hand, glaring at him. “It felt like nothing!”
“Don’t hold my hand! What if our classmates see us?!”
Flustered, she jogged ahead, putting some distance between them. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, grumbling to herself, “Covered me in slobber, gross! Are you a dog or something?”
Wen Yang just chuckled, agreeing lightly, “Alright, alright, my bad. Next time I’ll be more careful.”
Moments ago, she’d been completely lost in the kiss, and now she was denying it ever happened.
“There won’t be a next time!”
Ning Chu stomped ahead, her expression full of frustration, but inside, she was screaming for help.
This was bad! If things kept going like this, the "shower scene" from the story was bound to happen. There was no way she could avoid it!
But she had to admit... she’d heard that it could actually feel pretty good...
Her face froze in horror, her expression darkening.
Feel good, my ass! Something that big would definitely break her!
She deeply regretted her own actions earlier. She had just meant to hold his hand, but everything had spiraled out of control. And the worst part? She had enjoyed it...
Just a few months ago, she had still been a guy~
Ning Chu let out a long, heavy sigh. How had she fallen so far?
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The two of them returned to the field just in time for the gym teacher to call everyone for roll call.
“Ning Chu! Where’d you run off to?” Yan Xinya spotted her and waved enthusiastically. “When did Wen Yang get back?”
The wolf-girl came bounding over, tail wagging, and threw an arm around Ning Chu’s shoulder. “I ran around looking for you earlier and couldn’t find you anywhere. I thought you—”
She suddenly stopped, a teasing grin spreading across her face as she gave Ning Chu a knowing look. “Ohhh... so you were off doing something naughty, huh~?”
“No I wasn’t...”
Ning Chu avoided eye contact with Yan Xinya, trying to pull away from the wolf-girl. She was terrified Yan Xinya might catch the lingering scent of what had just happened.
Other than Yan Xinya and Lin Li, she didn’t know any of the other beast-girls well. If they found out, it’d be beyond embarrassing.
“No way! Wen Yang, when did you get back?”
Zhang Shaoqing jogged over, throwing an arm around Wen Yang’s shoulders with a grin. “You didn’t tell us you were coming back! I would’ve driven over to pick you up!”
“By the way, did you get my knife-cut noodles?”
“Uh... I forgot.”
Wen Yang had been too focused on getting back to see Ning Chu. The noodles were the last thing on his mind. “It was too far, and they’d be all soggy by the time I got them back.”
“Yeah, sure. You just didn’t care enough about your bro.”