Shaken Up (1)

Yanmei gently touches Roulan's bruises, her eyes showing the guilt she's feeling. Her heart swells as she continues to touch the taller woman's bruises.

Roulan observes her quietly, her eyes looking towards the older woman's face as she looks at her expression.

They were either hurt, disappointed, or disgusted. She couldn't help but watch in amazement whenever her expression changed.

It was like she was on television, starring in a drama as a psychotic woman who's fooling the main lead.

Obviously, a villain.

Yanmei's eyes look up from Roulan's arms, her eyebrows furrowed in the process of seeing how Roulan's eyes open widely.

"What's with that expression?"

Roulan shakes her head, wiping the thought away from her mind.

"Nothing."

Yanmei smirks, her body rising from the bed and settling in front of Roulan to sit down on the taller woman's legs.

Roulan widens her eyes, this time out of shock when the woman positions herself on top of her.

Not to mention, she's still wearing her silk nightgown.

And she, herself, is only wearing a sports bra and grey sweats.

Yanmei's nightgown strap suddenly falls down her right shoulder; the right side of the nightgown slightly falls off, and her skin is slightly showing.

This caused the taller woman to panic, and she was quick to hold the older woman's nightgown strap.

"You - you should be careful."

She stutters, causing the older woman to smirk more than she should.

"Are you getting turned on?"

"What? Someone might barge in, and I don't want them to see you as some... some, you know."

Yanmei's heart swelled not in disappointment or guilt but because of the sweetness and care Roulan showed.

Roulan winces in pain when Yanmei throws herself towards the taller woman, but as if Yanmei hadn't heard anything, she hugs her tightly.

"Oww, Yanmei, that hurts."

"You smell so good."

Yanmei sniffs, her nose tracing the taller woman's neck. Roulan tried to push her away, but she couldn't because she didn't have enough energy.

"I was beaten."

"So? I like your natural smell."

Yanmei said, her lips puckering as she lightly pecked the younger woman beneath her.

Roulan couldn't think of anything possible, and she couldn't move. Her mind was shifting to other things to not make their position more awkward.

"Did you brush your teeth before going here?"

"Don't be disgusted, you even-"

"Ok! Maybe you should take a shower first."

Roulan pushed the older woman away, her mouth forming a smile as she nodded, pushing the woman to get away from her.

Yanmei laughed before nodding her head and standing up from her sitting position.

"I'll be back shortly; don't miss me too much."

Yanmei leans in to kiss her on the cheeks. She smiled widely before leaving the room.

Roulan couldn't help the blush coming from her cheeks, but she quickly shakes her head and clears her throat in the process.

"That woman really couldn't keep herself from speaking about that night."

Roulan still has a lot to remember from that night, considering it was only her third time drinking, and she even got drugged by someone she didn't know.

All she remembers is them getting to the hotel and her taking a cold shower before or after what they did; she is still not sure when she did take them.

Quite the opposite for Yanmei. 

The older woman hops inside her shower, the water sliding from her silky smooth skin as she rubs her arms on her body.

Her mind travels back to when the night was young, and she manages to have a one-night stand with Roulan.

It's probably not a one-night stand because they're already married.

"I miss her tongue."

She spoke, her body slightly flinching as she accidentally rubbed her private area. She quickly looked down and saw a slimy liquid coming out of her middle.

"Great, just perfect timing to get wet."

She sighed and shook her head, not minding how she felt turned on when she remembered the skillful tongue that pleased her that night.

Yanmei turned on the cold waters to stop thinking and fantasizing more about Roulan and stop herself from masturbating inside the bathroom, two bedrooms away from the woman of her dreams.

She finished up showering quickly, not wanting to wait a little longer because she already missed Roulan, and was quick to go out of her bathroom.

She didn't mind locking her bedroom door because no one would barge in like her father. And she knows Shihong is busy with stuff at the moment, probably hunting down the people who beat Roulan up.

A knock went in as soon as she stepped inside her closet. Thinking it was one of the maids, she yelled for them to come in.

Yanmei heard the opening of her door, her hand grabbing the end of the towel that lay on her chest.

"Yanmei, do you want—woah."

The woman mentioned quickly grabbed the towel on the ground, hearing a deep voice coming from behind her.

"Who the hell - Peizhi?"

Yanmei was shocked to see the man standing in her closet entrance, seeing how wide his eyes went.

"What are you doing here?"

Yanmei held the towel tightly around her body, grabbing random clothing inside her closet to wear in her bathroom.

"Uhm, damn."

"What?"

Yanmei looked away for a second, reaching for the dress her eyes had laid on when she entered, but she suddenly felt something.

It's poking her butt.

She quickly turned around but was trapped, with Peizhi looking down on her. She suddenly felt disgusted, even if a lot of guys had done this to her.

"Get away from me!"

She tried to push the man away, but feeling a little bit wobbly today, she couldn't do so.

The man quickly grabbed Yanmei's waist, his hand grabbing the end of the towel that lay on the woman's chest while she resisted.

"I'll kill you! Get away from me!"

Yanmei still tried to push him, but she felt helpless. Her pushes weakened as she felt scared that she'd get used by someone inside her house.

"Help me!"

She yelled, trying to pray that someone would pass by her bedroom door and hear her.

But to no avail, no one went in to rescue her. The towel was completely removed from her body, her eyes tearing up as she felt helpless.

Peizhi's eyes were clouded by lust; he seemed not to hear any of Yanmei's cries.

"Help me!"

Yanmei yelled more as Peizhi dove into her neck. The woman could only accept her defeat, crying loudly and praying that someone would hear her.

She felt the world had stopped and everyone had left the mansion. 

She felt the burning lips of the man, his hands touching everything he shouldn't have.

"Please, help me."

She could only whisper.

Her eyes opened when she felt Peizhi detaching from her. Seeing Roulan with burning eyes, he punched the guy in the face.

"What the hell!?"

Peizhi spoke, his hand grabbing his busted lips and landing a punch on the taller woman.

"How dare you try-"

Peizhi falls to the ground. Shihong went inside the bedroom with wide eyes, seeing the situation that was unraveling in his eyes.

Roulan was quick to stand up as Peizhi pushed her to the ground to punch her and walked towards Yanmei, grabbing the towel to cover the woman.

"Are you okay? Let's get out-"

Roulan didn't finish what she was about to say when Yanmei threw herself and sobbed on her shoulder.