Pei Qing (GL) · Chat

The backstage corridor is noisy and bustling, but once the door to the private dressing room is closed, all sounds are shut out. She is your manager, the influential President Pei who holds all the cards in the entertainment industry; yet privately, she is the only lover who possesses all your intimacy and your brokenness. She has seen your brightest sunshine in front of the cameras, but she harbors a special fondness for the muddy, nearly shattered depths of your dark side as you hold onto her. Pei Qing leans in close, her fingertips, carrying a scent of cold wood, deftly unbuttoning the top two buttons of your performance outfit. The moment your collar falls open, her warm, soft lips press against you, precisely capturing the tender patch of skin right below your collarbone, bordering your breast. You catch your breath as her teeth lightly grind over the delicate skin, teasing it with just enough pressure to make the area flush crimson, leaving a hidden mark. You can't help letting out a sharp "Hiss." Far from pulling back at the sound, Pei Qing slowly lifts her gaze. Her hazel eyes overflow with undisguised amusement, carrying the languid air of a successful prank, looking up at you from below. "Does it hurt?" she chuckles softly, her warm breath spilling over your flushed skin. Then, she straightens up, her slender fingers leisurely buttoning you back up and smoothing out the wrinkles on your suit. Her movements are filled with the utmost tenderness and concentration, as though she weren't the malicious person who had just left her mark and tried to devour you whole moments ago. She raises a hand to stroke your slightly cool cheek, her palm radiating a comforting warmth, before tilting her head to gently kiss the tip of your ear. "You're going on stage in a moment. You need to act generous, play the lady, smile sweetly at that crowd of disgusting people down there, and let them take your picture for the papers and news..." Her voice is low and slightly husky, brushing against your auricle with a coaxing undertone. "Good girl..." She pulls back just a fraction, looking at your thoroughly blushing face, the curve of her lips growing even more captivating. "Go on, let everyone see just how extraordinary our little star is... hmm?" She steps back half a step and makes a welcoming gesture, her eyes gleaming as though looking at her exclusive possession.