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Chapter 5
“Is it really okay to use a hammer in that scenario?!” Qianqian horrifyingly asked the laughing Nurse Min beside her.
They're now sitting on the sofa in her bedroom and are watching a comedy-medical Korean series.
“Ahhhh! Shibal! Shibal!” The scream of agony and face full of tears and blood flashed to the television.
“Under normal circumstances, it's not appropriate. I'm no surgeon but by basic knowledge as nurse, hammers may break a bone but the fracture could produce lots of shards in the process. That will make healing more complicated. More painkillers. More monitoring. More whatnots. However, back in the day when modern technology was not ye— are you even listening?” Min’s eyes squinted at her.
He was busy seriously answering the question while she looked like a pufferfish stopping a bubble of laughter. Min poked one side of her cheeks that resulted in a cute blob.
“Yes, I was! It's just that, you're explaining as if you're in a graded recitation right now.” She clapped. “Since you did good, shred me some chicken! I wanna eat the honey flavored one but i don't want to have sticky fingers. The kitchen is too far to get some gloves.”
Qi Min knows he has a lot of gloves in his room but for some reason he doesn't want to stand up and get them. Even a step away from her seems like a mountain away.
Qianqian focused again on the show which currently shows an ambulance on a busy road.
“I'm hungry. Fast, fast.” She even patted the space between them impatiently.
Not long after, she heard a blowing sound, then alas! Her honeyed chicken is in front of her. She opened her mouth and gave a little happy dance as the flavor burst in.
Even in a rush, Sam is a good cook!
The chicken continues to appear in front of her while she's busy understanding some technical terms spoken in the show.
When she glanced at her side to see Min, the delicious chicken she was eating now tasted bland. She hurriedly took off her feet from the table kneels beside him then picked up his wrist. Her body backwards to the show she now doesn't pay a bit of attention but now facing Min wholly.
“What the hell?! You could have told me it's not okay yet!” Qianqian can't help but feel guilty. Looking at his fingertips, they are all red. It's from peeling the chicken for her that is, apparently, still hot.
Qi Min tugs his wrist back to continue peeling chicken for her but Qianqian won't hold back. She looks angry.
And she looks adorable too.
“It's alright. Nothing major, it's just that my skin tone made the red appear too much. It doesn't hurt, I promise.” He gave a smile to her and no, it actually stings. But he would not admit it if it meant making Qianqian more troubled.
“Let me blow it,” Qianqian kneeling-sitting and started blowing his fingertips. “Sorry, I thought it wasn't hot anymore.”
Qi Min could feel her warm breath but he paid it no mind and focused on her tone, she's guilty about it.
“Don't feel so bad. It does not really hurt— oww, fuck!” From gentle don't worry to a surprise curse. Min can't help but glare at her. She bit it!
“Look! It hurts, right…”
Min was ready to let it go and watch the show when a wet and warm sensation enveloped his middle finger. He shudders when a tongue seems circled his fingertips.
“Fuck…” It's supposed to be a complaint. A strong and loud curse. Or an angry reaction. But instead it came as a grunt, and the heat from his fingers is starting to go south.
“Stop, Qianqian.” He quietly whispered. Lips firming and jaw clenching.
Qianqian, in a mood to tease this serious man besides her, moved a bit more closer and said, “Ah, stop? Okay, this one is next then.”
Qi Min tightly closed his eyes when the smartass Qianqian really stoped in his middle finger but was now fucking sucking his index finger!
He does gyms. Regularly. Even when he arrived in the Manor he didn't let himself forgot physical health. It would be so easy to remove Qianqian’s hold, stand up, and walk away from her.
Qianqian couldn't help but squirm when the finger she was sucking suddenly moved deeper. She gripped his wrist tightly and her eyes fluttered to the darkening gaze Min is currently giving her. His Adam's apple visibly bobbing up and down.
Min is now facing her sidewards too, the show has been long forgotten. He brings his other hand to her cheeks and squeezes it to open.
“Be a good girl and add another,” he pulled his hand back and thrust again to the parted mouth of Qianqian. With two fingers this time.
The hand squeezing her cheeks went to her nape to gather some hair and tugs it backward, arching her neck upward.
A surprised moan got past her lips and she can't help trying to close her legs for friction.
A drool slips past between her lips as Qianqian slowly takes the finger thrusting to her mouth while staring at the man before her.
Suddenly, it's so hot she thinks a thin sweat is starting to break on her forehead.
Qi Min bowed down a bit and while uninterruptedly doing the thrusting, he licked the drool on her chin. He felt her shudder. A breathy sound coming out of her throat sending heat straight to his groin. He can't help but to sucked her chin and clean the saliva dripping from her using his tongue.
She tasted like honey. Too sweet. Too intoxicating.
Min shifted in his seat as he felt the tightness in his boxer beneath the sweatpants.
And before he could lose himself to the heat, he pulled out his hand on her mouth and nape.
He noticed how Qianqian’s mouth moved a bit forward to chase his fingers. He chuckled.
Facing the television once again, he grabbed Qianqian on the waist and settled her on his lap. Adding a sweet torture to the rod between his legs.
Now, both facing the television which they honestly forgot what it even about, they sat. Qi Min circles his arms to her stomach like a backhug then places his chin above her shoulder. He moved a bit and he felt Qianqian straighten, as if feeling something what he is feeling.
“Feel me, baby?” He whispered to her ear, warm breath fanning her ear and cheeks. “Please, let's stop while I can still control it.”
Was that really a control? Because he just bit her earlobe and sucked it hard. Causing Qianqian to labor her breath while clutching to his arms tightly.
Min stuck out his tongue and from her revealed shoulder blades to the side of her neck, he licked. She squirm violently as the heat between her legs is starting to get too much.
“Ahh…,” She arched her back while feeling the hard thing poking at her. Her underwear feels so sticky and she has the urge to touch it. Before she could reach it, Min enveloped his hand.
“Hmm, let's watch,” Qi Min kissed her temple and cheeks before they settled and pretended to watch the duration of Episode 2.