Deviant: No Longer Human

Wang Xiao clarified, his words carrying a weight of significance, "Yes, side. If I were to stand tomorrow against whoever you know up until now—the village, Amelia, Victoria—then whose side would you take?"

Eleanor fell into a contemplative silence, her typically composed expression revealing a subtle internal dialogue.

Wang Xiao, observing her silent demeanor, eventually sighed, conceding, "Nevermind." Suddenly, he caught her hand, which had been continuously stroking through his hair. "Can you please stop acting like my mother? It's growing annoying lately," he stated bluntly, an unfiltered honesty lingering in his words.

Bing Xueli, taken aback by the abrupt declaration, met his gaze with a silent acknowledgment of the unexpected boundary he had just drawn.

Wang Xiao, sensing the change, continued, "I don't need someone to constantly watch over me or guide me. I've managed just fine on my own, and I'd appreciate it if you treat me accordingly."

Bing Xueli, still processing his words, spoke cautiously, "I have always considered what's best for you."

Wang Xiao, with a touch of frustration, replied, "Considering what's best for me doesn't mean dictating every aspect of my life. I need space, Eleanor."

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Rustle...

Bing Xueli flinched, after a brief pause she suddenly stood up, the unexpected movement startling Wang Xiao.

"What are you doing...?" he questioned, a note of confusion in his voice.

"Going to my room?" she replied mechanically, her movements seeming almost automatic.

Wang Xiao furrowed his brow in confusion. "Why?" he asked, seeking an explanation.

"Giving you space," Eleanor answered, her words carrying an air of detachment.

"Wait," Wang Xiao suddenly caught her hands, his grip firm, and Bing Xueli paused, her eyes meeting his as they lingered on their intertwined hands.

"Are you angry?" Wang Xiao couldn't help but ask, a hint of amusement playing in his eyes.

Bing Xueli's furrowed brow softened slightly as she considered his question.

Was she angry?

She didn't know.

She simply complied with his request.

Wang Xiao, though content, found himself delving into thoughts. If her response lacked anger, it meant more than her being as cold as ice. It unraveled the complexity behind those smiles, revealing a depth that transcended mere stoicism. Only the things capable of bringing joy had the power to provoke anger, and vice versa.

Bing Xueli, her gaze still fixed on their entwined hands, responded with a measured calmness, "No, I am not angry."

Wang Xiao arched an eyebrow, "Then why this sudden act of giving me space?"

"... You asked for it," Bing Xueli replied.

Wang Xiao, momentarily taken aback, fell into a brief silence before letting out a chuckle. "Then come and sit back."

"Mhm," Bing Xueli nodded, returning to her earlier position. Wang Xiao gently took her hand, resuming the comforting gesture of stroking his hair. "You can keep it like this."

Bing Xueli nodded, her gaze focused outside the glass doors, eyes flickering with contemplation.

Wang Xiao glanced at her face, a sudden thought crossing his mind. "You are quite obedi—compliant today," he remarked, a hint of amusement in his tone.

"Am I?" Bing Xueli responded plainly, her expression revealing little.

Wang Xiao nodded before shaking his head, "Thinking of it, it seemed you were always like this."

"Might be," Bing Xueli acknowledged, her demeanor remaining composed.

Wang Xiao's eyes lingered over her covered breasts, the shower clean scent emanating from her body always tempting.

Today, she appeared more open, her subtle shifts catching his attention. Unable to resist his curiosity, he asked, "Would you follow anything I say?"

Bing Xueli glanced down, a brief silence preceding her reply, "As long as it's not excessive." Her words carried a measured assurance.

!!

Wang Xiao was asking tenatively, but her serious reply got his brain wandering, 'As long is not excessive... But what really would be excessive for her?'

In the end, he his vision was already covered due to her breasts, which gave him the inspiration, "Become my mother," he suddenly spoke.

!?

Bing Xueli was taken aback, her eyes widening in surprise, marking it as the most extreme reaction she had experienced all day.

However, Wang Xiao remained indifferent, not showing much concern. He casually remarked, "Since you enjoy playing the role of my mother so much, why don't you try being one for a day?"

"..."

A sense of suspicion lingered in Bing Xueli's mind, as if there was something dubious hidden behind Wang Xiao's smile. Despite her reservations, she unknowingly walked right into his trap and nodded, "Mhm..."

Wang Xiao's smirk grew more pronounced, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes, as he composed his face into a blank expression. "It's not that difficult," he mentioned, although his eyes betrayed a different truth.

Bing Xueli, her innocence clouding her judgment, fell for his deception. Curiously, she inquired, "What exactly do I need to do?"

Wang Xiao's smirk became inward, his poker face now on full display. With a sly tone, he uttered, "Undress."

!?

Bing Xueli sat there, completely stunned. Her eyes blinked in surprise, unable to comprehend the audacity of Wang Xiao's gaze fixed on her breasts. It wasn't that she couldn't notice his lingering stare; she had sadly grown accustomed to such behavior.

With a mixture of suspicion and disbelief, she mustered the courage to speak up. "... I have to act as your mother, right?" she asked, her voice laced with skepticism.

"Yup," Wang Xiao simply nodded, his gaze unmoving.

Bing Xueli couldn't help but be consumed by curiosity. "Then why undress?" she questioned, her inquisitive nature taking over.

A subtle twitch played on Wang Xiao's face as he desperately searched for an excuse. He felt the weight of her penetrating stare, intensifying the need for a convincing response.

Finally, his eyes sparked with inspiration as he blurted out, "My mother used to breastfeed me!"

The words left in the air, exploded like dynamite, leaving Bing Xueli utterly bewildered.

"Breast... Feed...?" She repeated after him, her voice filled with disbelief and a hint of confusion.

As her vision blurred, her gaze involuntarily shifted to her own ample assets.

The room fell silent, the awkwardness increasing between the two.

With a newfound boldness, Wang Xiao reaffirmed his statement, determined to maintain his stance. "Right, breastfeed," he boldly proclaimed, his confidence growing with each word uttered.

Bing Xueli shook her head slightly, her gaze unwavering as she retained her clarity. "You are lying," she declared firmly.

Wang Xiao's brows furrowed in confusion, his face displaying a mix of bewilderment and surprise. "??"

Bing Xueli made her point clearer, her voice tinged with disbelief. "I have been outside as well, and I know for certain that it's not much different from here. Why would your mother breastfeed you if you were an adult?"

Wang Xiao's lips curved into a wry smile, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. He knew he couldn't easily deceive her, but he still decided to test his luck. "It's not much different... but... me and my mother..."

"You and your mother?" Bing Xueli echoed, her suspicion growing stronger with each word.

Wang Xiao's voice faltered, a hint of embarrassment seeping through. "You see... we were... a... a bit close..." He let out an awkward laugh, "You understand, right?"

Yin Yue's mind snapped with a vivid thought, [Masturbating with her bra, indeed... Quite close].