Chapter 463: First Time

“I’m not sleepy yet. Care to stay with me for a bit longer?” Avril lightly asked.

Xia Fei took the glass of liquor and stood by the window. He parted the curtains and looked out into the night sky outside. It was already late, and the guests were slowly leaving. The bright moon hung high above the sky as a cold breeze came blowing in, the air refreshing and moist.

Closing the window, Xia Fei sat back by Avril’s side, who was now eyeing the glass in his hand. Her heart was thumping hard, absolutely anxious.

As an adolescent lady, she was looking forward to having something magical happen between her and her beau, but as this was her first time, she was rather lost on how to proceed with the entire matter, and she even felt slightly frightened by the prospect.

Just as Avril was beside herself with anxiety, Xia Fei drank the glass of gin in one go and casually placed it by the nightstand.

‘He’s coming over. Is it happening?’ Avril was so nervous that she froze up, like a child that had done something wrong, burying herself deep under her covers, only poking out her two eyes to observe Xia Fei.

He heaved a long sigh, apparently somewhat lethargic. He ran his fingers through his hair and chuckled. “You’re not interested in hearing more stories, are you? Why are you back under the covers again?”

Avril bit her lips and did not give an answer for the longest time. She recalled that her maid had instructed her to relax, and the pain she would feel in her first time would pass, so she had to endure it.

Xia Fei saw that Avril did not answer and assumed that she must have fallen asleep, so he got up and left.

“Don’t go!”

Avirl suddenly tore off the covers and hugged him tightly with both arms. “Don’t go just yet. Stay with me for a little while longer.”

With that said, Avril felt so embarrassed by her boldness that her cheeks turned beet red and her heart beat hard.

Xia Fei lay down while holding Avril, looking at her pretty face as he gently caressed her hair.

“Alright, I won’t go.”

Avril nodded and buried her head into Xia Fei’s bosom. Her heart rate slightly reduced. She had already made up her mind about this matter—that she would share a blissful night with her beau no matter what happened. She felt that it was the only way for her to return the favor after considering all that Xia Fei had done for her.

The seconds ticked by, and what Avril was afraid yet looking forward to had not happened. It was as if that bottle of liquid had no effect on Xia Fei, and he was still as calm and composed as ever.

Half an hour later, Xia Fei fell asleep beside Avril.

His breathing was even, and she could even hear how peacefully Xia Fei was sleeping. His arms were still around Avril, but it was not anything particularly inappropriate.

Avril disappointedly turned over and faced her back to Xia Fei, her eyes welling up in tears.

She did not understand just what she had done wrong. Xia Fei clearly liked her, yet he still refused to accept her, physically. Even after she had taken such steps, she had still failed.

A soft sobbing penetrated the silent night, very quietly, as Avril was doing her best to suppress it.

All of a sudden, Xia Fei turned around and hugged Avril tightly, pulling her close.

Avril quickly stopped her crying and panically looked at him. Xia Fei’s eyes seemed to be brighter than most people’s against the dark nightscape, not even showing even the slightest sign of drowsiness.

“Why are you crying?”

Avril rubbed her eyes and whispered, “It’s… It’s nothing.”

Xia Fei’s fingers stroked Avril’s cheek, before he lightly rubbed her earlobe, making Avril feel ticklish and a little panicked.

“I really like you. You ought to know that,” Xia Fei tenderly remarked.

Avril nodded.

“So there’s no need for you to add that drug into my drink.”

Avril was stunned and soon lowered her head, all pale. “You knew?”

“Yes.”

“I’m sorry.” Avril bit her lips as she guiltily admitted it. “I was wrong.”

Xia Fei did not seem to have any intention of chiding her and was, instead, still rubbing her earlobe, softly saying, “No, you’re not in the wrong here. I’m the one at fault; I shouldn’t have disregarded your feelings.”

A moment passed before Xia Fei continued. “I just used a martial arts technique and detoxified myself of the drug. Do you know why?”

Avril shook her head, giving her answer with uncertainty, “Is it because you don’t wish to—”

Xia Fei smiled. “It’s the opposite. I really wish for us to be together, but I don’t wish to have anything like that drug tainting what we have between us. We’re together because of the feelings we have for each other, not any foreign substance… Do you know what I mean?”

Avril was shocked. At that very moment, she finally understood how much Xia Fei truly loved her from his overflowing concern and how much he protected the relationship they shared, carefully removing anything and everything that would get in their way.

As her thoughts were running wild, Xia Fei pressed in close, his lips planting a light kiss on Avril’s tender white neck.

Her breathing got heavy as she felt waves of heat and impulse rush over her, relishing in this wondrous feeling.

Fingers undid the first button on her gown, and Avril subconsciously wanted to stop Xia Fei from continuing, but her hands were stalled in mid-air, never actually taking action.

Closing her eyes, Avril allowed Xia Fei to continue, as she once found herself in that embarrassing and sensitive position.

A young woman in the spring of her youth was sensitive, and Avril began to feel herself losing control as their bodies made full contact. Nothing was stopping the couple from their most magical night.

Like an octopus, Avril’s soft arms and beautiful legs wrapped themselves around Xia Fei, a soft moan escaping from her lips. The moans of a woman’s first night sounded even more moving than the most beautiful music, and Xia Fei became more and more vigorous against these gentle cries.

Avril endured the initial pain. She very bravely shared this deep emotional connection with Xia Fei. Fear?