Mobile Legends Oneshots || 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚡 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚗

#5 -𝙻𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗-

TIMELINE: Modern AU, 9 months in a relationship, 11 months roommates. Both main characters in same year in school meaning same age, and of course aged-up characters. It's also a sort of continuation roommate AU and school AU. But not really WAHAHHAHA.

INSPIRATION: It's smut but with plot.

WARNING: Smut, strong language

AUTHOR'S NOTE: My friend requested this and she shall receive. If you don't like thmut then DON'T READ IT. But if you still want to read, you can skip halfway. The thmut stops there. For those who are about to read the whole thing, prepare to cringe (it's my first published thmut). ALSO, THE TITLE IS SO LAME SORRY. My brain is too lazy to squeeze out a better title. The fruit has nothing to do with the story by the way.

There were many thoughts racing through Ling's head at the moment, but currently one thought stood up more than the others.

And it was that Wanwan's lips tasted like heaven. It even had a hint of her strawberry lip gloss, he realized as he continued to suck on her bottom lip.

The pair was on the couch, making out for the past who-knows-how-many minutes. Ling's attention was too focused on Wanwan to keep track of the time. Their other dormmates, Zilong and Baxia, were out to buy groceries, leaving the whole place to the pair for a good hour or two.

Wanwan was sitting on Ling's lap, both legs on either side of his body, effectively straddling him. Her arms were lazily draped around his neck, occasionally trying to bring faces even more closer than it already were. When their lips had finally separated to let them breathe, the line of saliva that connected their mouths sent immediate warmth shooting down her core.

Ling surveyed her moist and red lips that fitted her flushed face so well. He chuckled lightly as he took in her expression, the way her eyes were trying to avoid his. He had told her many times before there was no need to embarrassed about herself or anything, after all, Ling loved all of Wanwan.

Deciding he was satisfied with his work, his mouth slipped lower and started to lick at the side of her slender neck that all of a sudden, seemed so inviting. Ling slipped even lower, and began to nibble at her collarbone, leaving hickeys without shame. The Agile Tiger could do nothing but tilt her head to give him further access, her hands gripping at his soft hair.

He was addicted with the small mewls and yelps her cute mouth released, like it was a drug- and he needed more of it.

Initially, they had agreed to watch a movie, but it was long forgotten when Wanwan gave him a small peck on the lips, teasing her boyfriend. He had warned her to stop or he 'wouldn't be able to control himself' but in all reality, she didn't care. On the contrary, the predatory eyes he gave her was exciting, as if he was challenging her. A predator trying to chase it's prey.

Of course, the agile tiger wasn't going to give up without a fight, where was the fun in that? After the small kiss she gave him, Wanwan continued to provoke him, making him chase her throughout the living room.

She felt like a little girl with the way she ran around the dining table, adrenaline coursing through her veins.

They had a playful relationship, and Wanwan liked it that way for she found it to be extremely fun. But the real fun began Ling finally caught her, arms lifting her by the waist like she weighed nothing. She still couldn't forget the moment after he playfully threw her on the couch.

The moment her back hit the soft cushion of the sofa, Ling slowly crawled on top of her, his hands guiding hers to the top of her head, before using a single hand to lock them in place.