Deviant: No Longer Human

"Hmph… You just like bullying the weak, don't you?"

Yanyan's eyes narrowed in mock fury. Her cheeks were puffed, and her lips curled into a faint pout, but her mind was already plotting revenge.

As someone who lived in isolation, with no one to argue with and nowhere to vent, this felt personal. She couldn't punch walls here, but her eyes flicked toward the source of her recent humiliation.

"Then let me bully you for once…" she whispered, her gaze dropping between his legs.

Before Wang Xiao could react, she leaned in with a vengeful little smile and took him into her mouth, one hand wrapping around the thick base with a tight grip.

A sharp shiver ran down his spine. He looked down, only to see Yanyan diligently at work, her cold tongue teasing the underside before swirling around the head. Her lips sealed with a quiet suction, eyes glinting with mischief.

"This is punishment," she muttered between breaths, then deliberately sucked harder, making a soft lewd pop as she pulled back slightly. "You think only you get to tease?"

Her other hand fondled his sack, delicate but firm, rolling them as if weighing her satisfaction. With every inch she swallowed, she gave a tiny victorious hum, just to let him know.

Wang Xiao groaned, fingers twitching at her hair, but she slapped his hand away.

"No touching. Sit there and suffer a little. That's what you get for playing tricks on me!"

Her voice was tinged with smugness, yet her cheeks were flushed, her body trembling slightly, caught between revenge and excitement.

"Is this punishment?" Wang Xiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he felt his manhood engulfed in the warm cave of her mouth, her movements awkward yet eager.

Every time she licked him, he loved watching it, how could this be punishment for him? Obviously, this woman just wanted to play with him.

Smack!

The next moment, he slapped her buttocks, and she flinched.

"Do it properly. If it isn't lubed well, you'll be the one suffering," he said, pinching her butt again. She shivered for a second, then stuck out her tongue and began licking more passionately.

She kissed the tip, swallowed it, then licked downward until her tongue reached his sack. It was tiring, but strangely satisfying. Her hands gripped him tightly, but it all became messy quickly.

When she felt someone touching her entrance, a small finger probing from behind, she already knew who it was.

The worst part?

He started licking her instead, sucking just above her folds, his tongue slipping into the small pink slit between the two petals covering her entrance.

Wang Xiao was a particularly clean person and usually preferred to let women do the work. But when it came to his daughters, he believed every part of them was clean from birth.

He couldn't help but get lost in them.

Just like now, Yanyan, who was supposed to be punishing him, had completely forgotten that. Her moans grew louder, her eyes turned misty, and her body melted under his touch.

She whimpered, her voice quivering, "I-I can't... if you keep doing that..."

Her legs trembled.

"Dad... stop teasing... just—put it in... or I'll go crazy..."

Wang Xiao only raised an eyebrow, still licking.

"Dad! I'm begging... It's burning inside..." she gasped, trying to push her hips closer, more desperately this time, "If you don't fill me now, I-I might explode..."

Wang Xiao looked at her and chuckled, shaking his head. As if someone could just explode from embarrassment like that? He didn't realize he was foreshadowing her fate.

Seeing her burning body squirming above him, he patted her thigh lightly and said,

"Turn around."

She obeyed, still trembling, and looked at him with tear-brimmed eyes. Wang Xiao grabbed her chin, his smirk deepening.

"What happened to you now? Weren't you always the one begging to sleep with me? And now that it's finally happening, you're acting like a scared kitten?"

"…"

Yanyan had no retort. Truthfully, she was always the bold one. But that was only because she trusted he wouldn't actually take things too far. Now that the dam had broken, she was drowning in heat, nerves, and a very real naked body pressing against hers.

And as if her suffering wasn't enough, this man — this bully of a father — wasn't even helping. Instead, he simply told her:

"Put it in yourself... and move."

She stared at him with wide eyes, her jaw almost dropping. "A-Aren't you supposed to be the man here?" she muttered with a red face.

Wang Xiao grinned, leisurely folding his arms behind his head. "That's why I'm lying down."

Yanyan felt like exploding. Her legs trembled, her breath was shallow, and between them... the heat was unbearable.

"Ugh, you're evil... I'll remember this!" she whispered, biting her lip as she reached down between her legs.

The sight was enough to make even a monk combust.

Her fair, slender hand slowly slid downward, brushing against their joined abdomens. It trailed further, along the elegant arc formed by her thighs, the v-shape between her legs, where his length had been teasing her skin for a while.

She tried to grab it, but it twitched and shifted, causing her to frown. At last, she caught it in her grip. It was large, burning hot, and she guided it between her legs until it pressed against her delicate petals. She parted them gently and began to rub him against her small entrance.

She pushed.

But it just wouldn't go in.

The size difference was far too stark.

She struggled again and again, but it only kept sliding against her slick skin. Finally, she gave up.

That's when their eyes met.

She looked anxious, flustered, embarrassed enough for her eyes to glisten with tears.

"Don't look at me like that…" she muttered. "I-I'm trying, okay… so stop smiling like I'm an idiot…"

Wang Xiao's smile softened. He leaned in and kissed her forehead, not with teasing, but with rare, silent tenderness.

He murmured, gently brushing a strand of dark hair from her cheek. "... No need to rush it."

She blinked, dazed.

It was like her entire body melted in that moment, her arms trembled, and her gaze softened as she stuck to him a bit tighter.

Then he added with a faint chuckle, "Though… you really are smaller than the rest."

She blinked again, then narrowed her eyes. "…That part you didn't need to say."

But his helpless, guilty smile didn't change.

Her eyes fell to her own body.

It was… absurdly voluptuous. Even she knew that.

Her wide hips, her large breasts, everything matched her form in a balanced, surreal way. She didn't look exaggerated, only overwhelmingly perfect.

It was probably for the best that she never went outside.

If she did, she'd only bring him more trouble.

But even with such a figure…

Was her place really that small?

He had to be lying… right?

Yet looking at his face—

He wasn't.

Wang Xiao was very uncomfortable.

It wasn't like he didn't want to flip her over, press her down, and ram into her until she screamed and cries, he did. In fact, he really wanted to see this one sobbing and begging under him.

But he knew himself. Once he started, he wouldn't stop.

So, he let her enjoy this moment a little longer… before he began.

His hands slid to her waist and pulled her closer. She gasped in surprise, only to feel his lips latch onto her neck, biting and kissing. Her eyelashes fluttered wildly, but she didn't resist. She simply let him do whatever he wanted with her body.

Finally, she dropped all resistance, her strength fully gone.

She slumped into his arms, her eyes widening as her breath grew shallow.

She looked around at the starless night.

Was there no air here?

She could barely breathe, it was so suffocating. But her mind was still working, faster than ever. She knew she had to act fast before her body ran out of oxygen. And surprisingly… it did.

Wang Xiao was startled when she suddenly moved her hand up to her breasts and squeezed one.

A spray of warm liquid shot across his chest, and a bit splashed against his face.

"…What are you doing?" he blinked, frowning slightly.

"Mm... Just look…" she smiled faintly, gathering the milk in her palm.

He hadn't realized her intent until she brought her hand back down, toward her entrance, where he was already waiting.

She smeared the milk in her hands against her entrance, rubbing it along his pulsing, hot rod. Her hand gripped it, moving as if giving a slow, deliberate massage. She repeated the motion a few times, the sensation turning sticky and slick as she smeared it onto herself.

She didn't know how hot it was for Wang Xiao, how close he was to exploding. If she didn't hurry, he'd end up rushing it in himself.

Fortunately, she stopped just in time, grabbed his length, and positioned it against her dripping hole. A wet squelch sounded as the tip pressed in. She bit her lip, feeling herself stretch slightly, and then lowered her hips.

"Ahhh…"

A moan escaped her lips as it pushed deeper, slowly being swallowed inside. The tip entered, and continued forward.

The sound of her moan sent a jolt through him. Whether she meant it or not, he didn't care, he didn't want to know.

As she pushed further, she felt it hit something deep, the final wall.

She took a deep breath.

It was in.

All of her was clenching around him, wrapped tight, hot, and moist, his manhood fully engulfed in her nervous entrance.

"Wh–?"

Suddenly, she gasped, her hands slipping, but it wasn't really a slip. He had grabbed her shoulders and thrust himself in. He couldn't hold back any longer.

Realization hit Yanyan a heartbeat later,

A sharp, stinging pain surged through her as something deep inside tore, she clenched her jaw and fists, not expecting it to strike so suddenly and violently.

"Ugh…"

In the moonlit silence, her first night's cry echoed softly...

A fragile sound, filled with pain.

And then, just a moment after, a streak of red painted the space between her legs, beautiful, delicate droplets flowing, marking the moment her body bloomed for him.