Domineering Sponsor (GL) - Chapter 5

Ji Haolan’s mind finally started working again. It moved slowly and clumsily, like an old engine sputtering to life. She lifted her head and looked seriously at Wei Xia’s face.

“Am I dreaming?” she asked.

Wei Xia, who was sore from her very first time, had Ji Haolan’s fingers stuffed inside her. Now she had to listen to that kind of idiotic question. Her temper was already poor to begin with, so she reached out and twisted Ji Haolan’s mound without hesitation.

Ji Haolan winced. Her brows furrowed in pain. It felt like her n*pple was about to be ripped off. Yet even through the ache, she muttered, “That hurts. So it’s not a dream.”

So stupid. So unbelievably dumb.

Wei Xia looked up at her from below. She could tell Ji Haolan was thinking of running away. Without warning, she wrapped her legs tightly around Ji Haolan.

“Trying to run? After getting this far, you want to bail? Try backing away. Just try.”

Ji Haolan felt a little wronged. She was trapped between Wei Xia’s thighs and could not retreat even if she wanted to. Still hazy from the alcohol, her head was swimming. Something felt off. She had no idea how she ended up in bed with someone, and that someone was incredibly fierce.

Wei Xia watched Ji Haolan’s face shift with confusion and panic. She thought to herself that this girl was hopeless. A beautiful face, sure, but completely spineless. Wishy-washy, slow to react, and utterly lacking in awareness. Clearly, a thorough lesson was in order.

She narrowed her eyes and warned her. “If we don’t finish what we started today, you’re not leaving this room.” Wei Xia had made up her mind about Ji Haolan. Otherwise, she would never have allowed things to go this far.

The sharp look in Wei Xia’s eyes made Ji Haolan panic. She obeyed instinctively and resumed the cautious movement of her fingers inside the narrow and unfamiliar passage. It was wet, soft, and incredibly tight. Despite Wei Xia’s cold expression, she was clearly well-lubricated. As Ji Haolan explored with her fingers, the sensation felt disturbingly familiar. It was as if she had done this countless times before.

Wei Xia exhaled softly. It really was her first time. Nerves did not apply to her, but she was not naive enough to expect it to feel great from the start. As long as this idiot didn’t hurt her, that would be enough. Yet this drunk girl, reeking of alcohol, twisted her wrist in just the right way and accidentally hit a spot that sent a shiver running straight to Wei Xia’s belly.

She let out a soft grunt. Her entrance was burning up. Then she gave instructions.

“Hit that spot again.”

Ji Haolan knew exactly where to press to make Wei Xia feel good. In truth, Wei Xia was pretty sensitive. It was just that her standards were too high, which made it hard for her to get into the mood. But once she was truly engaged, the experience was intense. Her legs, which had been tightly locked, now fell open. The entrance was still streaked with blood. The fluids leaking out were tinged with red.

“Harder,” Wei Xia moaned. That gentle, tingling pleasure was strange and surprisingly enjoyable. It even dulled the pain of being broken in for the first time.

Ji Haolan, however, responded softly. “This is your first time. Don’t go too hard or you’ll be swollen tomorrow.” She lowered her eyes and watched her fingers moving in and out of the delicate spot. Each withdrawal still came with traces of blood. Yet Wei Xia wanted it rough.

There was a hint of concern in her voice that caught Wei Xia off guard. She did not expect this idiot, who clearly had not wanted to do this, to still be thinking of her wellbeing. That rare consideration made the normally bossy Wei Xia quiet down. It was their first time together, after all. She could afford to be a bit more forgiving. There would be plenty of chances in the future.

Ji Haolan genuinely did not want to hurt her. Part of it was because she was naturally straightforward. If she thought it would swell, she said so. Part of it was also self-preservation. If she ended up hurting Wei Xia, that would give the girl even more reason to cling to her.

Now that Wei Xia had calmed down, Ji Haolan worked at her own pace. Her fingers pressed deep, reducing friction by slowing the thrusts. She carefully massaged Wei Xia’s narrow inner walls. Each push sank her fingers into the soft flesh.

This kind of deep, slow stimulation gave Wei Xia a numb, tingling feeling and a faint pressure around her urethra. It was not intense, but it built up gradually, allowing pleasure to accumulate over time.

Ji Haolan, with her poor alcohol tolerance, was now struggling. She slouched forward, unable to sit upright anymore. Eventually, she gave up and collapsed directly onto Wei Xia. At this rate, it would take ages to reach cl!max. Oh right.

She remembered that the Wei Xia in her dream had really liked kissing. Kisses always made her come faster. With that in mind, Ji Haolan leaned in and kissed Wei Xia on the lips.

“Mmph.” Wei Xia was caught off guard, her lips suddenly captured. Ji Haolan’s slightly clumsy tongue slid along the seam of her lips, clearly asking for entrance. Wei Xia, already feeling the pleasure build below, opened her mouth with a soft moan. Ji Haolan slipped inside.

Drunk and increasingly dazed, Ji Haolan’s tongue fumbled around. Inside Wei Xia’s mouth, it was all over the place. After a quick sweep, she curled her tongue and started licking the roof of Wei Xia’s mouth, which was one of her most sensitive spots.

The tingling sensation made Wei Xia want to pull away, but Ji Haolan chased after her lips. So Wei Xia gave up on dodging and let the drunken kitten have her way. Still, she was not idle either. While Ji Haolan continued to serve her, she slipped a hand under Ji Haolan’s shirt and explored the girl’s firm, pliant stomach.

To her surprise, there was a hint of abs. That tight, springy skin felt amazing under her hand. She did not want to let go. Sure, the girl was dumb, but Wei Xia was completely satisfied. That toned waist and belly clearly came from regular workouts.

Feeling those wandering hands on her waist, Ji Haolan found a moment to protest. “Don’t touch randomly.”

Wei Xia chuckled. “You’re mine now. Why can’t I touch?” Once she claimed something, there was no turning back.

Ji Haolan had no interest in arguing. Instead, she pressed upward with her fingers, finally pushing Wei Xia over the edge.

Wei Xia experienced her first cl!max not born of m*sturbat!on. Her dark hair, now damp with sweat, clung to her face. Her skin was pale, and her narrow, sharp eyes gave her a mystical, inhuman look. Not traditionally beautiful perhaps, but captivating in that moment like a forest spirit.

As for Ji Haolan, she had no time for such thoughts. The task was finally done. Still dizzy, she grabbed Wei Xia for a chaotic post-cl!max kiss, then slowly tried to get off the bed.

Wei Xia, her legs still weak, used them to drag Ji Haolan back. The lipstick was mostly gone now. Half of it had been eaten by Ji Haolan, and the rest was smeared around her lips. There was no way Wei Xia would let her leave just like that. She flipped over and draped herself completely over Ji Haolan, using her like a human mattress.

It was warm. Comfortable.

She let out a satisfied sigh. The post-org*sm!c laziness settled in. Her eyes began to close.

She was not even fully asleep yet when she heard soft snoring. Ji Haolan had already knocked out cold, even faster than she had. Wei Xia lifted her head in disbelief. Ji Haolan had probably passed out from the mix of alcohol and shock, topped off with the effort of serving someone.

Staring at that sleeping face, she noted that it looked kind of dumb but strangely good-looking, too. Wei Xia clicked her tongue, both annoyed and fond. Then she nestled into Ji Haolan’s arms and drifted off to sleep.