Deviant: No Longer Human

Slurp… Slurp…

"Mmmmnnn~!"

What began as a simple kiss deepened quickly as Wang Xiao pulled them closer, slipping Wang Xueying's sweater down over her shoulders, revealing a tempting hint of her pale skin beneath.

She jerked back, startled. "Brot—what do you think you're doing...?" she demanded, though her voice wavered, an flicker of uncertainty softening her tone.

Beside her, Wang Mei let out a quiet breath, face flushed, eyes half-lidded as she looked at him, lips parted and hazy with warmth.

Wang Xiao smiled, brushing a kiss across Mei's lips before turning his gaze on Wang Xueying. "What else should a man and woman do?"

"But… we're…" Wang Xueying glanced around, as if the familiar walls might chide her, a faint unease stirring. It felt almost dangerous here, in their own home.

Ignoring her hesitation, Wang Xiao slowly tugged her sweater lower, baring her smooth, porcelain skin to the cool air. She bit her lip, instinctively folding her arms around herself, her gaze unsure but fixed on him.

"Someone might come…" she whispered, her voice barely above a breath.

But Wang Xiao simply leaned in, slipping a hand behind her to undo her black bra. She gasped softly as he let go, the fabric slipping down, baring her delicate beauty to his eyes, unshielded in the bright light.

"!!"

"Mei, look the other way! Stop staring at me…" Wang Xueying protested, hurriedly shielding her round, pale breasts from her sister's gaze, her cheeks flushed.

But Wang Xiao only chuckled. "What happened to the 'sisters' faction'? Already falling apart?"

"You—stop trying to stir things up!" Wang Xueying huffed, but her words faltered as he gently moved her hands aside, exposing her delicate skin, the faint trembling betraying her nervousness.

"Mmmmghhhhh…"

Her fingers tightened, grabbing his head as he leaned in, brushing his lips over her soft skin, his breath warm as he lingered, tasting her. Wang Xueying's grip held him close, and Wang Xiao let his hands slip to her waist, fingers slipping under the fabric of her leggings, his touch electric against her bare skin.

It felt like a dream.

But if it was… she wanted to sink deeper.

Her eyes drifted shut, soft sounds escaping her as his hands moved, kneading and exploring, drawing her in completely.

Wang Mei, watching from beside them, felt a strange mix of emotions—thinking her sister might have had more restraint.

But deep down, it seemed Wang Xueying was only waiting for a chance to give in completely.

"Haaa… You… stop… mngh… please…" Wang Xueying gasped, her cheeks flushed, her voice barely holding steady as Wang Xiao continued.

"Ah! Br—!" she started, but her words cut off as Wang Mei, who had been watching silently, was suddenly pulled over and set on top of her, making her groan under the unexpected weight.

"Ugh… get off me…" Xueying muttered, though her voice came out softer than she intended.

Wang Mei's face grew pink, her lips parting slightly as Wang Xiao began to undress her, his touch steady and firm. "brother… are you…?" she murmured, but her breath hitched as he leaned in, causing a soft moan to escape. "Mmmmgh~…"

"Mei… I swear, if I don't make it through this…" Wang Xueying whispered breathlessly, her face blazing. "You two are so—ah…!"

Her words faded as she felt the warmth of Wang Mei's bare skin pressing against hers, their bodies close. Above them, Wang Xiao's eyes on each of them, drawing them both into his hold.

"It's too much…" Wang Xueying murmured, though her words carried a mix of reluctance and surrender.

Within minutes, he had both sisters stripped bare, their eyes fixed on him with a mix of embarrassment and frustration as he sat back on the couch, relaxed, while they knelt close to his legs, glancing down.

But their glares weren't aimed at his face—they were focused lower, on his "little brother," standing firm like a heated iron, intense and throbbing.

Their faces burned from the warmth radiating off it.

"...Well? What are you waiting for?" Wang Xiao's voice broke the silence, making Xueying, who was new to all this, freeze up.

"H-Hey, quit ordering us around…" she muttered, trying to sound tough. But the moment he turned his gaze on her, she fell quiet.

"Ordering you?" His eyes glinted with amusement. "Do you really want to see what an order looks like?"

"!!" Wang Xueying's lips pressed into a tight line, suddenly feeling something ominous creeping into the air.

Wang Mei cast a sideways glance at her sister, a small smile creeping onto her lips. For once, her bossy sister looked like a tamed bird, flustered and hesitant. It was almost too amusing to resist.

"Pft…"

"You—!" Wang Xueying's face flushed even deeper, irritation sparking in her eyes as she caught Wang Mei's quiet laugh.

Wang Mei just shook her head, trying to hide her own embarrassment. "If you don't do what he wants, he'll just keep at it…" she murmured, cheeks red as she leaned down, moving toward the center of his legs.

With a soft breath, her lips grazed his heated skin, her tongue tracing along him in slow, deliberate strokes.

Slurp…

"Ugh…" Wang Xueying peeked through her fingers, but quickly covered her eyes again, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks.

It was almost too much to watch.

Meanwhile, Wang Mei continued, seemingly unbothered, letting her lips press against him in a series of gentle kisses.

Smooch… slurp…

Her warm breath brushed against him as she kissed the tip, her lips trailing down, covering him with the heat of her hot saliva.

"mmm…"

His manhood felt like it was plunged into a small, hot flame as Wang Mei took the tip into her mouth, making Wang Xiao groan.

Her lips pressed tightly against his skin as she teased him for a moment, then gently squeezed his balls with her soft, slender hands before letting her tongue glide along his length once more.

Wang Xueying looked up, half-expecting Wang Xiao to make a comment, but he wasn't even looking at her—his gaze was fixed on the ceiling, lost in the sensation.

Emboldened, she bit her lip, leaned closer, and, as Wang Mei shifted aside, stuck out her tongue and began to mimic her sister's movements.

Slurp... Slurp...

As Wang Xueying took over, Wang Mei moved down to his balls, taking them into her hot mouth and sucking gently.

Wang Xueying hesitated, her eyes widening at the sight. "Mei… you…" She couldn't believe her calm, quiet sister could do something so bold.

Taking a shaky breath, Wang Xueying leaned down again, steeling herself.

Wang Xiao exhaled a deep sigh of satisfaction, his fingers tangling in their hair as he grasped their heads. The fragrance of their hair and the soft warmth surrounding him was almost overwhelming.

With each of his testicles held gently in their warm mouths, he could feel distinct sensations of heat on either side.

It was nearly perfect.

Almost.

His eyes gleamed with newfound determination. 'If only Jiarong was here to complete the set.'