SDIWD - Chapter 64
Chapter 64
A wave of tenderness washed over Bai Zhen's heart. Seeing that Hua Mu showed no signs of waking, she grew a little bolder and adjusted her position to hold her in her arms.
These past few days, Hua Mu hadn't asked her to be a cushion, and she had actually been quite uneasy.
Even though the Young Lady didn't say it, she was still full of anxiety and fear about what might happen, wasn't she?
If possible, Bai Zhen truly hoped she could hold on when the time came.
The tropical maritime climate wasn't scorching hot, but if two people slept embraced, sweating was inevitable. Before long, Bai Zhen noticed the person in her arms starting to sweat slightly. Resisting her reluctance and regret, she tried to let her go.
"Mmm~" Hua Mu made a sound of dissatisfaction and snuggled closer.
"Y-Young Lady?"
Bai Zhen thought she had woken up and was so startled that her limbs froze, unable to move.
A fine layer of sweat had already beaded on Hua Mu's forehead, yet she still refused to let go of her large pillow.
At a loss, Bai Zhen smelled a fragrance.
By human olfactory standards, Guide-hormone is technically odorless. But for a Sentinel, learning to distinguish the scent of Guide-hormone is a very important lesson.
The "scent" of Guide-hormone often has a gentle, natural quality. If not carefully identified, it can easily be confused with scents in the natural environment. But once identified, it becomes very distinct and recognizable.
The young woman's slender, soft body was boneless, and her hair still carried the scent of soap-bean and perilla. But Bai Zhen knew what she was smelling wasn't that, but rather…
Bai Zhen took a light breath.
It was Guide-hormone.
Although it was very faint, it was definitely the scent of Guide-hormone.
Bai Zhen glanced nervously at Hua Mu's neck and saw that the inhibitor was still properly worn.
How could this be?
She wanted to back away, but Hua Mu clearly had no intention of letting her go. She wrapped her arms domineeringly around her waist, insisting that she be held tightly.
"Y-Young Lady…"
A fire was burning in her heart.
Bai Zhen's breathing gradually quickened. Hati kept trying to get out of the mental landscape, as if drawn by something outside.
It was the Sentinel's instinct stirring.
Bai Zhen clenched her jaw tightly. Disregarding the risk of waking Hua Mu, she pushed her away with a bit of force.
"Ugh… annoying…"
Hua Mu mumbled in dissatisfaction, annoyed that her pleasant dream had been interrupted. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Bai Zhen. For some reason, the other person looked to be in some pain, trembling and trying to curl up.
"Young Lady… please… quickly, go away…"
Strange, what was she dreaming about just now? Why does this feel so familiar?
"Bai Zhen, what's wrong with you?"
Hua Mu swallowed nervously.
Bai Zhen didn't know how to explain to her that the inhibitor had failed. She just shook her head with effort.
"It's B-binding heat…"
It's binding heat!
"Uh, a-are you okay? Why all of a sudden… I'm wearing an inhibitor, aren't I?"
Could it be because of that dream she had?
"Please go, quickly."
Go, go, go where!
Hua Mu was a little angry.
They had already agreed on this before, and now this Sentinel was trying to bear it all alone again. How infuriating!
"You are so stubborn!" Hua Mu lunged forward and pulled away the arm she was using to shield herself, wanting to check her condition.
"Young Lady…"
Bai Zhen's face was flushed, and even her breath was moist.
Hua Mu was momentarily stunned, even forgetting to respond.
Was the effect of binding heat really that exaggerated? To be able to turn such a normally dull and wooden person into such a charming and sensual beauty.
It was even more exaggerated than last time. The sound the Sentinel made was as soft as a bleating lamb.
This appearance was just too dangerous, wasn't it?
"Young Lady…"
She had been getting tired of being called 'Young Lady,' so why did it sound so different this time?
"W-what is it?"
Hua Mu heard her own voice seem to change pitch, and a buzzing in her ears distorted everything around her.
Bai Zhen's dark pupils were full of moisture and desire, as if they could pull a person in.
What kind of feeling was binding heat exactly? Did it make one lose control of their emotions and actions?
If so, then what her Guide teacher had said must have been all lies. Saying her constitution was special, that she wouldn't be triggered into binding heat, that she could choose any Sentinel as her partner.
That must have been a lie.
Otherwise, why couldn't she control herself now, and why did she care so much about only this big oaf?
Hua Mu slowly lowered her face, casting aside the countless noisy voices in her mind.
Since she had already made up her mind, there was no reason to back down now-it's better to rely on oneself than on others.
Bai Zhen's expression seemed to be one of great struggle, but her body's reaction was incredibly honest. Just as Hua Mu's lips were about to touch hers, she eagerly craned her neck and passionately captured the other's soft mouth.
It was unclear who let out a sigh, but the sigh was full of satisfaction.
Bai Zhen quickly became intoxicated. As her limbs grew weak and her body feeble, her inner turmoil intensified.
She was kissing the Young Lady, touching that unreachable light, doing things she had never dared to even think of before-she was blaspheming a god.
She realized she had long wanted to do this, long wanted to hold the Young Lady tightly, long wanted to devoutly crawl over her skin, long wanted… to offend her so recklessly.
Every cold glance from the Young Lady, every sharp word, every time she was scolded in that delicate voice, it all made Bai Zhen's heart ache.
But beyond the heartache, there was another feeling, one she had deliberately ignored, that was tormenting her.
A cold glance was fine, please just look at her; sharp words were fine, please just notice her; scolding was completely fine, in fact, please grant her some more.
Young Lady, Young Lady, Young Lady…
Her eyes were filled with the Young Lady, and her heart was overflowing with the Young Lady. Even a contemptuous glance, even a title like "pervert," even being kicked by her foot… no, as her master would say, at this time she should say 'thank you for the treat.' As long as it was bestowed by the Young Lady, she wanted to accept it all.
This definitely wasn't normal, right? If the Young Lady knew, she would immediately be distanced, right?
"Young Lady…" But she was currently kissing the Young Lady, tasting the sweetness in her mouth, sucking on her tender and delicious tongue, and… and putting the act of bonding with her into motion-this was truly improper.
She was doing something bad, so she should accept scolding and punishment.
Hua Mu never knew Bai Zhen could be so passionate, as if she had completely changed into a different person.
She was forced from an active role to a passive one, entangled and pushed back step by step by the Sentinel with her superior stamina and lung capacity, leaving her dizzy and disoriented.
Her tongue felt as if it was going numb. Was this the effect of binding heat?
Then, was binding heat contagious?
It was more wonderful than she had imagined, and also worse than she had imagined.
Admit it, she was craving for something like this to happen. Craving for Bai Zhen, even beyond their identities as Sentinel and Guide.
She hadn't forgotten, and couldn't forget, how many times this Sentinel had stood in front of her, how many times she had disregarded her own safety, how many times she had protected her life-even before becoming her guard.
But, why had Bai Zhen forgotten? Was it not an important matter to her? Was it a matter of course for her?
She tried to convince herself that it was, after all, just an embarrassing accident, and it was better that the other person didn't remember. Yet, for some reason, she was always bothered by it.
After all, for Bai Zhen it might have been a matter of course, but for her, it wasn't.
She longed to find another reason for the Sentinel to protect her, besides loyalty.
But she couldn't find one.
From her expression, her words, her actions, her gaze, Hua Mu couldn't find any other sentiment.
Just a robot Sentinel, she should have known long ago. Sentinels were all the same. Whether you treated them kindly or cruelly, they wouldn't feel a thing. The only thing that could sway them was Guide-hormone, and Bai Zhen was no different.
"Young Lady…" the Sentinel's voice was low, husky, and charming, her movements careful and gentle.
Hua Mu's heart fluttered, filled with immense joy.
It's not like that. Bai Zhen is different.
Bai Zhen was foolish and dull, never understood her meaning, never understood her feelings, never resented her for her cruelty, and never used any excuse to offend her-so dense it was frustrating.
She would only call her 'Young Lady,' only say the most proper things. Everything she thought was covetousness was just her own delusion-Bai Zhen didn't have such complicated thoughts.
She was ashamed and angry at her own ambiguous feelings, resentful and indignant, and struggled with the inevitably impossible romance, feeling conflicted, frustrated, and heartbroken.
Don't overthink it.
She always admonished herself this way.
Putting Bai Zhen aside for a moment, how could she herself defy her father and aunt?
She wanted to treat this time running away from home as her last act of willfulness.
In the beginning, she had forced herself to think in a way that befitted her status, but the longer she was here, the more impossible it became. Perhaps this was fate? Perhaps this was her last chance?
Perhaps… perhaps not going back would be fine too.
This idiot was willing to give up her life for her, why would it be impossible for her to like her?
Here, they could do anything, right?
No one could control her, no one would stop them from being together-except for Bai Zhen, this unromantic idiot.
The noble lady, pure and innocent in the public eye, was at this moment indulging in the pleasure brought by love and desire.
Even if it was shameful, it was fine. After all, there was this thing called binding heat, so being lost in passion, being wanton and indulgent, could all be forgiven.
The two kissed and embraced, clumsily yet fiercely, adapting to this new sensation, chasing the intoxicating pleasure. Just the touch of a palm on skin could make one's whole body tremble; just pressing the tips of their tongues together could make one weak and limp.
Weakened nerves and an excited body, mixed with the sounds of panting and the scent of Guide-hormone, threw this temporary shelter into chaos.
Hua Mu could no longer think. It was better to just fall like this.
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