On the Wedding Night, I Transmigrated to After the Divorce – Chapter 108
by Little PandaThe Happy Life Before Divorce
Before Divorce 4
Guilt
After Yu Yan said that, Fu Yunqing took a deep breath and turned over.
The two gazed at each other in the darkness. Nervous, Yu Yan gripped her hand tightly under the covers, and Fu Yunqing squeezed back.
Yu Yan confessed to her, “Actually… actually, every time after we kiss, I always…”
“I don’t know if it’s too fast. I asked a friend today, and she said I’m so pure. I…” Yu Yan didn’t know how to go on.
She had never experienced those things. To discuss sex and desire so bluntly with Fu Yunqing—how was she supposed to do it without feeling embarrassed? Usually sharp-tongued and quick-witted, she was now at a complete loss for words.
Fortunately, the person facing her was a gentle, considerate lover she could completely trust and rely on.
Her lover would never embarrass her. Fu Yunqing reached out and drew her into an embrace. Yu Yan immediately curled into her, breathing fast, her whole body burning hot.
Fu Yunqing stroked her back, her hand coming to rest on her waist, the web of her thumb rubbing gently. It tickled, but Yu Yan didn’t want to pull away in the slightest.
Fu Yunqing’s cheek pressed against her temple, her breath right by her ear. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s a perfectly normal physical response when you’re with someone you like. I’m glad you told me.”
“I feel it too.”
Did Fu Yunqing feel it too?
Yu Yan could actually sense it, but hearing her say it aloud felt so strange, almost hard to imagine.
So right now… was Fu Yunqing wet too?
Fu Yunqing held her and continued, “Yanyan, you don’t need to ask other people about this. This is our relationship—ours alone. We’re not going too fast, and we’re not going too slow. As long as both of us want it, have thought it through, and feel ready—that moment is the perfect time.”
Fu Yunqing made too much sense.
This was the relationship they had built together, one of a kind. How could she use other people as a reference—rushing into bed and then breaking up over some little thing? She wouldn’t have that.
“Then… do you want to?” Yu Yan looked up at her.
Fu Yunqing pressed her lips together slightly and didn’t answer.
Being emboldened by affection was Yu Yan’s nature. She could feel Fu Yunqing’s boundless patience with her, and in front of her, honesty wasn’t so difficult anymore.
Just like Mommy—no matter what, the child was still the child she’d brought into this world. No matter how lustful the child got, Mommy would never not want her.
Between lovers, wasn’t satisfying each other’s desires the whole point?… Yu Yan grew bolder. “Were you just now… were you trying to take off my clothes?”
“…”
Yu Yan tugged at her, shaking her gently. “Were you? Tell me.”
Fu Yunqing gave a soft “Mm.”
Yu Yan pressed further. “Then why’d you tell me to go to sleep?”
Fu Yunqing lowered her eyes and said with a hint of helplessness, “Because I feel a little guilty.”
Guilty?
“What guilt?” Yu Yan asked.
“You’re too young, and you’re still in school. I’m afraid…”
She worried that Yanyan’s heart was unsettled. What if she was acting on impulse without thinking it through? What if she had led her astray? What if Yanyan would regret it?
She was so many years older. She was the jiejie—she had to bear more responsibility, had to be accountable to her, had to be more careful, more rational.
Yu Yan immediately retorted, “How am I too young? It’s not like I’m underage. I’m already twenty and several months. We already got our marriage certificate.”
“You’re right.” Fu Yunqing laughed. “It’s me who’s too old.”
Yu Yan didn’t like her talking about herself that way. “You are not too old. I think we’re the most perfect match…”
Saying that, Yu Yan lifted her head and kissed the corner of her lips, said she liked her, then said earnestly, “I don’t know what counts as being ready. I only know that I’m not hesitant about you at all. I have no reservations. I want to be closer to you. I want to… with you…”
Gentle moonlight from outside spilled across the head of the bed. Yu Yan’s bright, spirited eyes gazed up at her, clear and luminous, quietly amassing something in Fu Yunqing’s heart until the whole of it grew vivid and full.
“Want to what with me?”
“I want to make…”
“Love.”
Fu Yunqing gazed at her, caressed her face, and the kiss happened once more. Yu Yan closed her eyes.
The ties on her back were undone in the haze. Her nightgown was gently peeled away, bit by bit. Exposure always made one feel insecure, but Fu Yunqing was attentive and tender. The moment Yu Yan tensed even slightly, she would tell her it was okay.
She reassured her more than once. Rather than indulging her own desire, she wanted to protect Yu Yan properly—protect her feelings, protect her comfort, protect her body. She wanted her in the safest, most relaxed state possible, to truly enjoy being loved.
Yu Yan didn’t know how to describe what she felt. From beginning to end, it was like a spring dream1 beneath the spring rain. She lay on the soft bed, trapped in a dream where she couldn’t think of anything else.
A burning body pressed over hers, the other’s warmth enveloping her. Her own body felt heavy and feverish, a fine layer of sweat on her neck, yet so spread out, so comfortable, beyond her control.
Her responses, her sounds—she discovered an entirely new version of herself, together with Fu Yunqing.
She sank into it, not wanting to stop, not wanting it to end.
She was also a good child who loved to share. She wanted to give Fu Yunqing the same pleasure she was feeling. She opened her eyes, dazed and befuddled, and told Fu Yunqing her idea—but when Fu Yunqing asked her back, she was so hazy she couldn’t even remember what she’d said.
Fu Yunqing was genuinely charmed by how adorable she was. She leaned down to kiss her, and only after a long moment did she respond, “Do you know how?”
“…”
It was unclear whether there was a hint of teasing in it.
Yu Yan’s beautiful dream lasted until the next morning.
She opened her eyes, still wanting more. It seemed early still; the woman beside her was still fast asleep.
She didn’t drift back to sleep. Instead, she rolled over and stared unblinking at the sleeping face on the pillow beside her.
Her steady breathing added a layer of comfort to the quiet morning. Once again, Yu Yan noticed and marveled at how beautiful she was. Asleep, she looked completely unguarded—serene and settled, radiating a softness like a warm spring breeze, even gentler than her already tender waking self.
She was just lying there beside her.
So this was the morning after?
She had been so captivating last night. Hovering above her, in that sticky, sweltering air, handling the utterly inexperienced Yu Yan with effortless ease. Every word she said, every sigh of praise and laugh—even the way she teased her—was so bewitching…
Yu Yan couldn’t even bear to dwell on it. She’d actually done it last night with someone this perfect, this absolute dream of a woman.
Ah…
She was so happy. Who in the world could be happier than her?
“…”
After the rush of emotion subsided, Yu Yan calmed down and suddenly zeroed in on something.
Fu Yunqing had actually teased her about not knowing how.
She… She really didn’t know how. She couldn’t top her at all…
Yu Yan flushed red, mortified and indignant. Her motivation kicked into overdrive—she wanted to take a crash course immediately. She propped herself up to grab her phone, but Fu Yunqing heard the movement and opened her eyes, pulled her back into her arms, told her to sleep a little longer, and closed her eyes again.
Lying in her arms, before she could look up materials for her crash course, Yu Yan wrote on Weibo, sweet and indignant at the same time—
September 23, 2022, 09:30: 【My first time with fyq. fyq is so skilled, it felt so good… but she bullied me for not knowing anything. I’m definitely going to study hard and pin her down!】【serious jpg.】
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