They All Want to Be My Female Lead 109

Chapter 109: Cousin Brings Cousin (Finale)

Yan Zhen maintained his composure.

It was just Yan Meng’er, after all. She was still wearing that “Subordination Collar.” As long as he didn’t consent, she couldn’t do anything to him.

Even though their blood ties were incredibly distant, he couldn’t bring himself to be too harsh with his mischievous, yet adorable cousin. He decided to try reasoning with her first.

He knew that sometimes, excessive kindness could be more hurtful than a clean break, but he couldn’t be heartless. It wasn’t in his nature.

He held her restless hand, gently turning his head away, her passionate kiss landing on his cheek instead of his lips.

“Stop it, Meng’er. Our relationship doesn’t need… *this* to be strong. We’re fine as we are.”

“No, it’s not enough! I’m greedy, Cousin! I want more from you!”

She clung to his waist, preventing him from escaping. Her other hand, poised to strike, remained still, her wrist captured in his grasp.

They had reached a delicate balance: as long as she didn’t touch him *there* or kiss him on the lips, he wouldn’t resist her affections.

This filled her with a secret delight. He still cared about her! He couldn’t even bring himself to speak harshly to her when rejecting her advances.

Normally, this would have been enough to satisfy her. But now, she wanted more.

“You need it too, Cousin, don’t you? Let me and Cousin Ruyu take care of you~”

“No, thank you. I don’t need anything!”

“You’re lying! Your little elephant is already standing at attention! Look at it! It’s so pitiful~”

“It’s not pitiful at all. If you like elephants so much, I’ll give you a few pairs of my boxers. They all have elephants on them.”

“I want the ones you’re wearing right now, Cousin~” she purred. “Take them off and give them to me~”

— *Holy shit!*

Her words nearly broke his defenses. His heart pounded in his chest.

As he froze, momentarily stunned, she seized the opportunity, her hand reaching for the waistband of his boxers, pulling the elastic down, releasing the beast.

Both she and Yan Ruyu gasped, their faces burning crimson as if they had heard a mighty elephant trumpet.

Mortified, he quickly released her hand and restored his “seal.”

This, however, gave her another opening. Her free hand cupped his face, her lips finally capturing his.

His eyes widened. He grabbed her wrist, struggling to break free, but her tongue slipped into his mouth, sending a jolt of electricity through him, his rational thought short-circuiting.

Her kiss wasn’t aggressive, but soft and hesitant, as if waiting for his response, his affection.

Just like her usual behavior, she was teasing him, showcasing her charm, seeking his attention, his love.

His heart softened. His free hand, no longer resisting, reached out to embrace her, returning her kiss with a gentle tenderness.

— *It’s not like it’s my first time. Maybe she’ll stop after this.*

They finally parted, both breathing heavily, their eyes locked. Hers were filled with love and longing, while his held a hint of indulgence.

“We’ve kissed. Is that enough now?”

“No, I want more, Cousin~”

“No, you don’t!”

He couldn’t take it anymore. He turned to Yan Ruyu, who was staring at them with wide eyes. “Cousin Ruyu, stop just watching! Do something about Meng’er!”

She glanced at her cousin, their eyes meeting. Yan Meng’er’s gaze clearly said, “Don’t just watch, Cousin! Join us!”

She bit her lip, torn. They had agreed beforehand that she would follow her cousin’s lead. If she backed out now, their friendship would be over.

She felt dizzy with shame, but if Yan Meng’er was going for it, she had to as well.

Closing her eyes, as if embracing her fate, she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him.

*Chu~*

“?!”

He stared at her in shock. *What is she doing?! I asked her to *stop* Meng’er, not copy her! And she just… kissed me?!*

Even though their blood ties were practically nonexistent, this was still taking advantage of him!

He tried to push her away, but his hand was captured by Yan Meng’er. He could only endure her kiss.

Her kiss was still clumsy and eager, like a child’s, but as she experienced the pleasure of their lips meeting, her movements slowed, savoring the sensation.

She resembled a little girl begging her father for a candied hawthorn, then taking tiny bites, reluctant to finish it.

They finally parted, both gasping for air.

He stared at her, his mind reeling. “Cousin, why are you copying Meng’er?! I asked you to *stop* her, not kiss me!”

Her face flushed crimson. “My parents told me to do this! I had no choice!”

“That’s ridiculous! Even if we didn’t do this, I would still take care of your family after I become Clan Leader.”

“But they don’t trust your words!” she retorted. “They need… proof. A real relationship is more secure.”

“Are you really willing to be a pawn? To marry someone you don’t love?” He was exasperated.

She had a ready excuse. “I don’t love anyone else anyway. If it makes my parents happy, then I’ll let you take advantage of me.”

He was speechless. *You’re young and beautiful! Why are you so cynical about love? You haven’t even experienced anything, and you’re already acting like you’ve seen it all, listening to songs about heartbreak and lost love.*

“Cousin, don’t just stare at Cousin Ruyu! Look at me too!”

Yan Meng’er turned his face towards her, her lips, as delicate as flower petals, meeting his once more.

Yan Ruyu, not to be outdone, wrapped her arms around him, kissing his neck.

Trapped between them, he finally resorted to his trump card.

“Meng’er, I command you to stop! Kiss Cousin Ruyu!”

She froze, the collar around her neck glowing, compelling her to obey his command.

“No!” she protested. “I want to kiss Cousin Yan Zhen!”

He smirked, his confidence returning. “You think you can disobey me while wearing that collar? Hurry up! Kiss Cousin Ruyu! Leave me alone!”

She remained stubbornly still. The collar glowed again, punishing her disobedience.

“Mmm~”

A soft moan escaped her lips, a seductive sound that stirred his “dragon” from its slumber.

*What’s going on?* He felt a sense of foreboding. Then, a wave of information flooded his mind, and he understood.

That measly Tier 3 Subordination Collar? Its commands could be disobeyed, as long as she endured the punishment.

And the punishment Yan Meng’er had set was…

Arousal.

Once activated, it wouldn’t stop until she found release… by serving him.

*What kind of messed-up setting is that?!*

Wait, it was *her* collar.

— *I’ve been tricked again!*

“Cousin~”

Her eyes, now filled with a seductive glint, met his, her gaze bolder, more possessive. She whispered, her voice husky with desire, “I love you, Cousin. So much. Let me… please you~”

She kissed him again, her movements forceful, determined, unlike her previous hesitant kisses.

His heart pounded in his chest. His hands, trapped between their bodies, were useless. He couldn’t escape unless he used his Mystic Power to injure them.

But he wouldn’t do that. He had one last weapon!

— *System! Come out! I need to use a Trump Card (First Rank) to send Meng’er and Cousin Ruyu back to their rooms! I need to escape!*

That’s right! He still had his invincible Trump Cards (First Rank)! With them, he could overcome any obstacle! All he had to do was smile and face the challenge!

*Ding!* The system interface appeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The system would save him! Those two were just side characters! They couldn’t possibly reverse the plot! They were being naive!

Then, the system’s emotionless voice shattered his hopes.

[*Ding! Friendly System Reminder: As the Host is not currently in danger, Trump Cards cannot be used.*]

*What?* He froze.

— *System, don’t joke at a time like this!*

[*The system does not joke. Trump Cards are intended to ensure the Host’s safety. Please do not abuse them. It is wrong.*]

The interface vanished.

He stared blankly for a moment, then exploded.

— *What the fuck, System?! Get out here and explain yourself! What do you mean I can’t use them?! I’m facing a major crisis! My persona is crumbling! The plot is collapsing! If this isn’t a crisis, then what is?! System! Hello?!*

As he raged at the system, his cousin, lost in a haze of desire, took advantage of his distraction, undoing his “seal” once more, seizing control.

His other cousin, equally enthralled, showered his ears, neck, and collarbone with kisses.

Trapped between them, his resistance crumbled. He had been holding back for so long, and he was reaching his limit.

He had thought that after experiencing the “baptisms” of his Beautiful Sect Master and Instructor Yu Xuan, he could easily withstand his cousin’s little temptations. But he hadn’t anticipated Yan Ruyu joining in, her passion even more intense than Yan Meng’er’s.

As Yan Meng’er released his lips, Yan Ruyu immediately took her place, greedily claiming his mouth, kissing him until he was breathless.

*Damn it! If it weren’t for Cousin Ruyu, Meng’er would be no match for me!*

He stared at the bedframe above, his voice laced with a petulant defiance. “You have a secret crush on me, don’t you, Cousin Ruyu? Why else would you kiss me so passionately?”

Even lost in a haze of desire, she couldn’t resist refuting his accusation. “I’m not being passionate! I’m just… doing what I have to do!” Her tongue darted out, licking and sucking at his neck, her voice thick with lust.

“Then stop kissing me! My neck is covered in your saliva!”

“It’s not mine! It’s Meng’er’s!”

“…”

Yan Meng’er, ignoring her cousin’s attempt to shift the blame, straddled him, her body pressing against his.

She was naked beneath her dress, her soft, round buttocks resting on his thighs, their texture like jelly.

Yan Ruyu moved behind him, pulling him against her chest, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, her lips nibbling on his earlobe.

Her shawl had vanished, leaving her clad only in her sleeveless dress, just like her cousin.

They had shifted from a two-sided assault to a front-and-back pincer attack.

His last shred of resistance shattered.

— *I’m tired… I’ll just indulge them this once… and then reset.*

He surrendered to their advances, his arms wrapping around Yan Meng’er, his head turning to kiss Yan Ruyu.

Her youthful face and ample bosom… Her soft, round buttocks… Their combined efforts, their unwavering passion… it was intoxicating.

…

The sun had risen by the time they finally calmed down.

The three of them lay side-by-side on the damp bed, covered by a thin blanket, their limbs entangled.

The girls, each clutching one of his arms, were fast asleep. He was the only one awake, his eyes staring blankly at the imaginary starry sky above.

Once with Yan Meng’er, twice with Yan Ruyu… three times in total. They had nearly drained him dry.

Yan Meng’er, usually so aggressive, was surprisingly… vulnerable. He had easily overwhelmed her. Yan Ruyu, on the other hand, usually so reserved, had been surprisingly demanding, wanting more, even attempting a third round.

*I actually did it… I was planning to treat them like sisters…*

Well, there was no point in dwelling on it. He had no choice but to reset.

The plot was a mess, and he had failed to maintain his persona.

— *System! Hello?! Stop playing dead and come out!*

[*How may I assist you, Host?*]

— *Reset.*

[*Ding! Friendly System Reminder: The Host’s performance has not exhibited any significant issues. A reset is not necessary.*]

He stared at the system interface with a deadpan expression.

— *Are you serious?*

[*Affirmative. As long as the Host successfully acts out the key plot points and maintains their persona outside of those points, there should be no major issues requiring a reset.*]

— *Wait, I just had a threesome with my cousins! And you’re saying that’s not a persona violation?!*

[*The Host endured the intense seduction of two beautiful women for a considerable amount of time, ultimately succumbing to their youthful instincts. This does not constitute a persona violation.*]

— *Huh…? Are you… praising me?*

[*The Host’s willpower is commendable. You are truly worthy of the protagonist role. The system approves. Heart emoji. Mua~*]

— *Wow, I’m amazing.*

He pondered this for a moment, then asked, “So what about the fact that I… *slept* with my cousins?”

[*The Host is free to improvise outside of key plot points, as long as it does not significantly affect the progression of future key plot points.*]

— *That again? So I have to figure it out myself. You can’t offer any guidance, can you?*

[*The Host is incredibly wise.*]

— *Fuck off!*

The system interface vanished, the voice in his mind falling silent. Only the girls’ steady breathing remained.

He was sandwiched between their soft, warm bodies, their limbs entangled with his. He felt his “dragon” stirring again.

— *This is ridiculous! Am I some kind of stud?*

He forced himself to calm down, closing his eyes.

Beside him, Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu simultaneously opened their eyes. As if sharing a single thought, they reached out, their hands clasping over his stomach.

“Cousin…”

“…What?”

“Heehee~”

“Go to sleep.”

“Mmm.”

They both kissed him gently on the cheek, then closed their eyes, drifting off to sleep, their dreams filled with happiness.