Deviant: No Longer Human

"Shura King?"

Hei Lian's voice held a note of disbelief, her eyes widening at the sight before her. The massive bat, as large as a small airplane, hovered ominously in the air.

Behind it, seventeen smaller—but still large enough—bats hovered, each carrying a soldier upon its back.

The sight immediately darkened her previously carefree expression.

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In the heart of Magic City, tucked within the Wang family mansion…

SMOOCH!

"Mm… is that enough yet?" Wenxi murmured, her cheeks turning an even deeper pink, glancing aside as his arms held her close. What was meant to be a quiet night was, yet again, a lesson in Wang Xiao's endless torture.

He smirked, tightening his hold. "Enough? Not even close," he whispered, "You wanted to sleep in 'my' room.. Didn't think there'd be a 'guest fee'?"

Wenxi pouted, planting another quick kiss on his lips before pulling back, flustered. "Honestly, dad, you're too much! It's cold, and I just wanted some cuddles—not… whatever this is!"

He chuckled, eyes full of mischief. "Cuddles? You're cute. By now, you should know I don't stop at just cuddling." He tilted her chin, meeting her gaze before stealing another kiss, slow and deliberate.

Wenxi huffed, rolling her eyes. "Fine, but don't get greedy, or I'll fall asleep right here!"

"Greedy?" he echoed, leaning closer, his voice low and teasing. "A little greed never hurt anyone…" he murmured, lips grazing her neck.

She shivered despite herself, sighing. "You know, you really are exhausting."

He ran a hand through her silken white hair, clearly enjoying her flustered reaction. "Then maybe you're due for a bit more 'torture' before you drift off."

"…" Wenxi was speechless. How had he gotten so shameless?

She swore he wasn't like this until he took that Ji Xuehong, half-sister's of her to his bed.

Now here he was, hands already slipping under her pajamas with a grin.

Realizing her mistake, Wenxi groaned inwardly. A peaceful night was clearly not in her stars tonight. "Daddy~! Go bother my sister if you're so full of energy! Let me get some rest for once!" She waved him off with a dramatic sigh.

Normally, he'd laugh and 'teach her a lesson' on the spot. But tonight, he surprised her by standing up, shrugging casually. "Alright," he said, straightening his night robe.

"Eh?"

Wenxi blinked, her heart skipping as she scrambled to fix her own rumpled clothes, watching him in disbelief.

"Wait… is he actually going to see Yue?" she wondered, a strange pang of confusion.

Just as he stepped out, she found herself almost wishing he'd stayed… though she'd never admit it aloud.

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Whiste~~

Wang Xiao paused outside the room where Yue was staying, which happened to be his elder sister Wang Jiarong's spare room.

He cast a quick glance around, making sure he wouldn't walk in on anything… *

unexpected.

"Hmm? Dad?"

Inside, Yue was seated at the study desk, immersed in a thick book on formations he'd recently bought her. She looked up, her golden hair swishing over her shoulder as she turned, her scent—a mix of something sweet and alluring—drifting toward him.

Wang Xiao took one look and felt his pulse quicken. Wenxi was all delicate, subtle charm, but Yue… Yue was on another level, her presence practically oozing temptation.

She had that "just ripe" look that made him want to pull her close and squeeze her.

She wore a loose, cozy white sweater, soft and inviting, with probably nothing else beneath, judging by her usual bedtime habits.

Wang Xiao couldn't suppress the sly grin tugging at his lips as he moved toward her. "Yue, still awake at this hour?" he murmured, voice low and amused.

Yue gave him a suspicious look, her eyes drifting to the clock on the wall. Nine o'clock. Barely late. The only one with 'bedtime' on his mind here was clearly him, and she knew it.

"Dad…" she began, her tone half-warning.

Before she could say more, he slipped into her chair, pulling her down into his lap with surprising ease. His hands found their way around her, one resting warmly on her thigh, the other slipping under the soft fabric of her sweater.

Shhhk...

His fingers brushed against her bare skin, traveling upwards until they settled just beneath her chest, his thumb tracing idle circles above her soft breasts.

Wang Xiao couldn't help but marvel at her warmth, letting his hand rest there, savoring the softness.

Yue was still, watching him with wary eyes, but she didn't pull away. Her lack of resistance only emboldened him further. He pressed a kiss to her cheek, then another along her neck, his breath warm against her skin.

"Dad...I… I can't focus like this," she whispered, her voice wavering, as her body shifted instinctively in his lap. She felt his hot and hard manhood poking between her legs.

The memories of earlier in the evening were still fresh, reminding her of the mighty "dragon" that lay beneath the fabric, sending a fresh wave of heat through her cheeks.

Wang Xiao chuckled lowly, feeling her squirm. "You're really distracting me too, you know," he murmured, his hand slipping further beneath her sweater, fingertips grazing the sensitive skin around her chest until they found her small tender nipples, caressing them gently.

Mm...

He felt her tense, a soft gasp escaping her lips as he circled his thumb over her, teasing.

Her hands tightened around the edge of the desk as she let out a breathy sigh.

Wang Xiao smiled. Although she'd told him before that if he wanted to do anything to her, it was his wish and she wouldn't stop him, he was still surprised to find her words true in this moment.

She really didn't seem to be stopping him at all.

Then why?

It just confused him further.

He smiled stiffly. "Yue, look at me…"

"Huh?" Yue turned her head around, meeting his eyes, just as he leaned in and planted a kiss on her face.

"Mm…" He held her face and began sucking gently on her cheek, as though she were a ripe peach ready to be devoured. Her scent was sweet and tempting, urging him to lick along her skin, his teeth grazing lightly as he nibbled on her.

Yue's eyes trembled with a hint of nervousness as his hands wandered further beneath her clothes.