Chapter 103: Naughty Tail

Chapter 103: The Naughty Tail

That tail was still lifting up his clothes, trying to go deeper.

Meng Shu was forced to lift his chin, and since Ling Qingjue couldn't kiss his lips, he kissed his neck and cheeks instead, making it feel even more flirtatious and teasing.

“…Your tail—what, what is it trying to do?” Meng Shu realized something was off about that tail. Flustered and confused, his fingers wrapped around it. “Do something about it…”

“I can’t…” The moment Ling Qingjue’s tail was touched, he lost control even more, breathing heavily. “The more you touch it, the more aroused it gets.”

That scared Meng Shu into immediately letting go.

The tail happily coiled around him, while Ling Qingjue refused to let him go, planting messy kisses all over his neck.

Meng Shu’s body was naturally sensitive and ticklish, and now he felt like he was on fire. He whimpered in discomfort, “Can you put your tail away, please? It—it’s making me uncomfortable.”

That thing was wiggling in and out of Meng Shu’s clothes, driving him crazy.

Ling Qingjue pressed one hand against the back of his neck, moving upward, a wicked smirk curling at the corner of his lips. “Weren’t you the one who always wanted to see my tail? Now that I’m showing you, why aren’t you satisfied?”

I wanted to be the one doing the flirting, not the one getting flirted with!

The roles are reversed!

Flirting and being flirted with are two completely different things!

“You’ve always liked teasing me, haven’t you?” Ling Qingjue looked puzzled. “Back when we first met, you wanted to touch my tail. So why aren’t you touching it now?”

Burning hot from Ling Qingjue’s kisses, Meng Shu dared not move his hands recklessly. “I was wrong. I won’t do it again.”

“Go ahead and touch.” Instead, Ling Qingjue grabbed his hand and forced his hand onto his tail. “Ears, tail—you can touch them all.”

“I don’t want to touch them! I don’t want to!”

Meng Shu was completely defeated. Ling Qingjue was already dominant enough, and now there was this tail with a mind of its own—how was he supposed to handle that?

Ling Qingjue leaned over and bit down on his collarbone. “The law won’t let me touch you, but the tail isn’t under my control…”

“Kitty!” Meng Shu’s voice cracked in panic. “Your tail is trying to pull down my pants!”

“I told you, it’s not under my control.”

“Then put it away!”

Ling Qingjue pretended not to hear.

Meng Shu had no choice but to pinch his tail. The instant he did, Ling Qingjue let out a soft gasp, his gaze growing even hotter. “I think I told you—if you touch it, it only gets more aroused.”

Sure enough, the tail went absolutely wild, wrapping around Meng Shu even tighter.

“Put it away! Put it away!” Meng Shu stopped touching his tail and instead grabbed his cat ears. “Put it away now!”

“Let go!” Ling Qingjue’s ears were about to be pulled off. “You’re pulling my fur out!”

Embarrassed and angry, Meng Shu shouted, “Put your tail away! Do you even see what it’s doing?”

Ling Qingjue flat-out refused to admit it. “I told you, it’s not under my control. It has its own mind.”

“It’s your tail!”

“It’s become sentient.” Ling Qingjue was blatantly lying through his teeth.

Meng Shu had actually pulled out a clump of fur from Ling Qingjue’s ear, and he dared not pull again. He softened his voice. “If you want to kiss, kiss—I won’t resist… But your tail is going too far…”

“I don’t want to kiss you.”

Ling Qingjue pressed his nose against Meng Shu’s Adam’s apple. “…It’s just the heat.”

Meng Shu didn’t argue with him, only trying to coax him into putting the tail away. “So will you be good and put it away?”

The tail wanted to be touched by him.

Ling Qingjue turned his head away, looking displeased.

The moment Meng Shu saw that expression, his heart softened again. “Then… should we let it stay out a little longer?”

Ling Qingjue gave a reluctant nod.

After a moment of silence, “Then you have to touch it again.”

After saying this, Ling Qingjue looked away, utterly unable to meet Meng Shu’s eyes.

The tail also slipped out from under Meng Shu’s clothes and obediently rested in Meng Shu’s hand.

He obviously could control it.

Meng Shu let out a sigh of relief. “Okay.”

The fur on Ling Qingjue’s tail was even fluffier and softer, and it felt amazing to the touch. Meng Shu stroked it soothingly from tip to base, and he could feel the tension in Ling Qingjue’s body.

When he reached the base of the tail, Ling Qingjue let out a low gasp right in his ear, unable to stop himself from biting Meng Shu’s neck.

It stung a little, but Meng Shu didn’t hold it against him. He frowned slightly and continued stroking his tail.

“You’re so hard to satisfy.” Meng Shu didn’t know if he was talking to the tail or to Ling Qingjue.

“Always tormenting people, disobedient, and so… lewd.” Meng Shu paused, still speaking in veiled insults. “If you keep this up, I won’t want you anymore.”

Ling Qingjue shook his head, instinctively retorting, “It’s the tail being naughty, not me…”

The tail is part of you!

Do you really think you can separate yourself from it?

Half laughing, half exasperated, Meng Shu continued to soothe him.

All night, Ling Qingjue must’ve kissed him a million times, clingy and unwilling to let go.

Meng Shu’s wrist was sore from all the stroking, and his neck was covered in red hickeys from Ling Qingjue’s bites, leaving behind many intimate traces.

Later that night, when Meng Shu was tired and ready to return to his own room, the tail coiled around his waist again, wouldn’t let go, and dragged him back to bed.

Ling Qingjue’s clothes were in disarray, his eyes shockingly bright, and his Adam’s apple bobbed once.

He looked into Meng Shu’s bright, dark eyes and said hoarsely, “The tail doesn’t want you to leave… How about you keep it company one more night?”

Is this for the tail, or for you?

Meng Shu kept his face expressionless, looking down at the mighty and domineering tail wrapped around his waist.

You're just as bad-tempered as Ling Qingjue.

"Do you want me to sleep with you, or does the tail want me to sleep with it?" Meng Shu asked.

Ling Qingjue looked awkward. "Of course it's the tail. I... I don't want that."

"Then I'll sleep holding it, not you." Knowing he couldn't get away and too lazy to keep fighting it, Meng Shu lay down beside Ling Qingjue, letting the tail coil around him.

He had been held and gnawed on by Ling Qingjue for so long that he was already pissed off.

Was he treating him like a duck neck to gnaw on?!

He'd almost gnawed off a layer of skin!

Especially his collarbone, which was throbbing with pain, covered with several tooth marks from Ling Qingjue's bites and countless hickeys.

Ling Qingjue watched him lie down with his back to him, feeling terribly wronged.

He still wanted to kiss more, but the rule didn't allow him to kiss other places.

The skin on the back of Meng Shu's neck had been bitten raw by him; he had kissed that small area hundreds of times.

Holding the tail, Meng Shu deliberately scolded loudly: "This tail of yours is not reserved at all! No one will want you in the future! Such a hassle, who can stand you?"

Ling Qingjue's cat ears drooped.

He pulled his hand back halfway.

Meng Shu saw right through him. "Just this once. Next time I'll ignore you."

The tail dared not move recklessly. Ling Qingjue went still, staring motionlessly at Meng Shu's back, silently tormenting him over and over again in his mind.