"You wouldn't—"
But he would.
Thwap!
"Ngghk!" A'Jin gagged as the tip of his dragon smacked against her lips, a sour musk making her nose wrinkle.
Without a moment's hesitation, Su Xiaobai thrust into her mouth, his hands gripping her head like reins.
"Gllrrkkk—!"
Her cheeks bulged, her throat tightening around him as the once-proud First Sister found herself choking on his "Dragon." Her emerald eyes glared daggers at him, but her muffled gags betrayed her helplessness.
The other women began to stir awake, their groggy eyes landing on the scene before them.
"Is... is that First Sister?" Rong Xin blinked, rubbing her eyes as though she couldn't trust them.
"Wow," Mei Lian muttered, still trembling. "Her throat's doing better than mine..."
Su Xiaobai groaned, slamming into A'Jin's mouth one last time before releasing.
Splurt.
