Chapter 172

172 3.20.77 – Last battle – Downfall of Humanity

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Explicit paragraph are going to be marked with, ?. Skip if you’re uncomfortable with mature descriptions.

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When the performance ended, Bing Shi clapped her hands enthusiastically. She took out a low leveled nucleus and placed it inside the violin case.

The violinist bowed down and thanked the cute, gothic girl with a sunny smile.

“Wasn’t he amazing?” Bing Shi continued to explore the streets.

“If he was so amazing, why don’t you ask him to be your fucking boyfriend?” The irritated Ziek spewed out in jealousy. She never showed such an expression to him. To make it worse, an image of her pecking his lips appeared. She wasn’t kissing him, but his past life.

Ziek, ‘Fuck you. She doesn’t belong to you anymore.’

Staggering, Ziek held his face. His mind went dizzy.

.....

?° Inside his office, he felt her wet tongue inside of his mouth, fiddling with his tongue, teasing and playing with his lips.

Ziek,’Go fuck yourself you shitass!’

“You are such a Jelly...hm?” Feeling something was wrong, Bing Shi created a barrier around his waist and took Ziek to an abandoned alleyway. Along the way, she watched how he held his mouth, his face was flushed, his breathing deep and irregulate, his eyes were moist. She asked confusedly, “What’s wrong?”

“You are making out with me...him,” Ziek groaned out.

?° He felt Bing Shi grinding against his crotch. Wearing no panties, she stained his pants with her love fluids.

“Fuck!” Ziek bit his arm, staring at Bing Shi, his chest harshly heaved up and down. Inside his pants, precum oozed out of his rock hard thing.

Bing Shi’s brows knitted, “Is he finally sharing me with you?”

Ziek shook his head, “He...nghn...is showing his ownership.”

Bing Shi poked Ziek’s chest in outrage, “Who is owning whom, huh? We are outside! Stop torturing this poor boy!”

Ziek looked down at her dress, biting and licking his lips in yearning, “Bing Shi, we need to go back.”

?° At the back of his mind, he held her in his arms. She was wearing a see-through fishnet crop top, with no bra underneath. His hands crept their way under her mini skirt, which barely hid her plump butt cheeks, towards that sacred inner place. Without any warnings, he sank his long finger inside of her hot wet cave.

Looking away from Bing Shi, Ziek couldn’t shake that scene off, “Fuck. Your pussy is so wet.”

Bing Shi’s breathing hitched, embarrassed, she agreed to return.

Ziek gave her a pair of leggings, and together, they flew towards the hotel at top speed.

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Back in the hotel room, Bing Shi plopped herself on the couch in exhaustion, “Is it still going on?”

? Ziek sat next to her. Closing his eyes, panting, he answered, “I’m fucking you with my fingers. Bing Shi, your moans are driving me crazy...” Describing her every detail, he unzipped his pants, letting the twitching thing free, he started to stroke himself in a fervor, “...nggh...”

?° Sucking her essence off his middle finger, he let her unbutton his shirt. Sliding it down the arms, she moaned loudly into his mouth, her legs wobbling. The finger which was inside his mouth a second ago was thrust back in between her legs, adding another, he kept on hitting her sweet spot, hard and fast. Grabbing the back of his neck for support, without any shame, in search of a release, she moved her hips, moaning and gasping for air.

? “Fuck,” orgasming together, Ziek unloaded the hot semen into the towel next to him.

?° Full of joy, he seated her on his desk, parting her legs, he latched his mouth in between her sensitive walls, licking down all her cum...

Turning around, Ziek saw a girl hiding her face behind her arms, “What are you doing?”

Bing Shi hid her teary face, “It was during the time when we bought a bunch of lewd clothing for fun. And knowing that you’re experiencing the same thing as him is strange.” She started to get emotional, “It’s like you’re stealing his memories away. Stop it.”

Ziek banged his head against the couch, “I don’t know how.” Then, he felt his chest being hit by a tiny fist.

“Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!” Bing Shi hit his chest, crying. She was perplexed, “You are not him, so stop it!”

“What? N...” Ziek wanted to refuse. He had been suffering enough, let him at least enjoy these realistic illusions. Then his body tensed. The HQ! “Bing Shi, calm down! Please!” He raised his voice, “Bing Shi! Please!”

“Stop it! Stop it...Huh?” Hearing his continuous pleadings, Bing Shi regained her senses. “I...I’m sorry,” she apologized to his chest, disappointed with herself, “I’m sorry. It’s just...when it comes to...”

“I know,” Ziek sighed. His emotions were jumping crazily, from the highest point to the bottomless pit. His face twitched when he felt her hands tugging at his hoodie, “W...hat?”

“I’m sorry, let me see it,” Bing Shi wanted to check the place she just hit. She never meant to hurt his soul. She just added more problems to this poor guy, who had no control over his memories.

Ziek took a deep breath. The naughty times with the past life Bing Shi, disappeared.

But.

Did the current Bing Shi knew any sense of danger?!? Did she trust him that much? She just asked him to strip!

Ziek,’Fuck everything!’

Ziek took off his hoodie. Sliding his tank top over his head, he showed her his scratch marks above his perfectly toned abs. “Do I take off my pants too?” asking, his voice filled with sarcasm.

“They are halfway down. You can as well take them off,” Bing Shi commented while she poked his hard chest, “I was worried for nothing. Not even a tank would be able to bend this.”

“...” Ziek rolled his eyes at her ‘compliment’. His body shivered when he felt her nails scratching him from his chest down his stomach, stopping above his groin.

“I’m sorry,” Bing Shi hugged his left arm, “...Ugh...” she closed her eyes and gulped down her saliva. Her body trembling, “Xuan Mu, when are you going to accept yourself?”

“Let go of me!” Ziek ordered coldly. This was hurting him more than Bing Shi not touching him, “I’m not your fucking Xuan Mu!”