"I’m not playing, Lan Lan," he murmured against her skin. "I’m worshipping you."
He did not wait. His hand moved carefully, grazing every inch of her skin as if he were worshipping a goddess. Down and down he went, until his fingers reached her inner thigh.
He could already feel the heat and the wetness radiating from her honey pot. Just his teasing and his gaze had been enough to make her ready for him.
Rong Ye let out a low, hungry groan against her lips. "You’re so wet for me already... my sweet vixen."
He claimed her mouth even harder, his tongue entangling with hers in a heated battle. His long fingers reached her wet folds.
He didn’t push inside yet; he was being a true hooligan, playing only with the outer edges. He smeared her own wetness around her, driving her crazy with the slow, rhythmic motion.
"Is it ticklish here too?" he teased, his voice low. "Or does it feel too good to ask me to stop?"
When he finally found the sensitive pink petals hidden there, he grazed them with the tip of his finger. Su Qinglan was being attacked from all sides.
Her mouth was occupied by his hungry kisses, her hands were pinned above her head, her tail was trapped by his, and her most sensitive spot was being toyed with by his expert hand.
She was completely powerless, able only to squirm beneath him and make soft, needy noises. Rong Ye’s fingers worked even more skillfully now. He spread the moisture around before suddenly pushing one finger slightly inside her.
"Ah!" she cried out, her back arching.
Just as she adjusted to the feeling, he pulled it back out. Su Qinglan almost cried out at the sudden emptiness. "Why... why did you stop?" she whispered, her mind a mess.
"Because I want you to beg for it," he whispered back, his eyes twinkling.
She tried to protest against his mouth, but he simply changed the angle of the kiss, sealing her lips.
This time, he inserted his finger even deeper. Su Qinglan arched her back, her body bowing toward him in a silent plea. But again, he pulled back, teasing her mercilessly.
"Rong Ye, you’re so mean!" she sobbed out, her eyes misty.
"I’m just getting started," he laughed softly. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Suddenly, she let out a muffled scream against his lips as he pushed two fingers inside her.
Rong Ye pulled back just enough to lick her damp lips and coax her. "There we go... just relax for me, Lan Lan."
He began to rummage inside her, his fingers hitting her so perfectly that she felt like she was sinking into heaven.
He curled his fingers upward, hitting her G-spot with every stroke. Su Qinglan’s legs shuddered, and her eyes rolled back in pure pleasure.
"You... you’re too good at this," she gasped, looking at him with suspicion through her pleasure. "Where did you learn this? You’ve done this before!"
Rong Ye saw her glaring eyes and felt stunned for a moment. "I swear, Lan Lan, you’re my first! A fox just knows his way around a beauty."
He didn’t stop. He hit that spot again, pumping his fingers harder and faster. The tension inside Su Qinglan built up until it was like a dam bursting.
He remembered all the times he had cuddled with her while the others were away. Su Qinglan was an incredibly deep sleeper... she was like a little log once she closed her eyes.
And in her deep sleep, she became restless. At first he almost jumped one meter away when he felt her little hand inside his clothes.
He felt his female was finally inviting him, only to find out her eyes were still closed and she was touching him in her sleep.
It was like she was having some kind of dreams, and he became her object in real life to try all of those dirty thoughts of hers.
And he was not the innocent one at all. He played just like her. Fulfilling her demands, if she wanted to take an inch, he would have given two inch to her.
Many times, he had become bold, teasing her and stroking her while she dreamed.
She would moan his name and clutch his arm, but when she woke up the next morning, she remembered absolutely nothing.
He had actually made her come in his hand many times over the past few weeks while she was asleep and touching him.
He had used those quiet nights to find every single one of her itchy spots. He knew exactly where to touch her to make her melt in seconds.
He had studied her body like a scholar studying a map. He had even asked around the tribe for secrets on how to win a female’s favor and satisfy her completely.
He felt that if he couldn’t satisfy his little grumpy vixen after all that homework, he would be truly ashamed to be a proud noble fox beastman.
But he wasn’t about to tell her that. He just stayed buried in her neck, his tails wagging frantically under the furs showing his happiness.

Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off