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Meifern was almost two months old when they were finally able to schedule their date. Raising a baby took a lot of their energy—feeding, cleaning and playing during tummy time with that small human was exhausting. They usually ended their nights murmuring soft words to each other and falling asleep within minutes of lying down, praying that they would get more hours of rest than the night before.
However, Orm felt like she was finally ready to leave her daughter, put on a nice dress, and enjoy a night out. Besides, Lingling had been avoiding kissing her more than a lingering brush of the lips until they could "properly enjoy their date," and it was driving her insane.
Orm took a long shower, a luxury compared to the short ones she had grown accustomed to since becoming a mother. Meifern was in Koy’s care for the night, giving Orm the time to get ready for their big date. She picked a backless white dress that reached her mid-thigh and hugged her body—one she knew would please Ling while also stress her just a little. She applied light makeup and, for the first time in a while, finally felt more like her old self before giving birth.
Lingling had insisted on getting ready at her old apartment so she could have the pleasure of picking Orm up and driving them to the restaurant. "It’s about keeping some magic," she had justified before kissing Orm and Meifern goodbye and leaving.
Orm walked downstairs, taking the baby from her mother, ready to feed her one last time before heading out.
"Mae, I left breast milk in the fridge in case she gets hungry. There’s more in the freezer if you need it. Remember to warm it on the stove," Orm said to Koy, feeling a little anxious. "You have my number, P’Ling’s number, and ask her to send the restaurant’s number just in case we don’t reply."
"It’s okay, N’Orm. I know how to take care of Meifern—I raised you and your brother too, remember?" Koy reassured her, gently pushing her away after she finished feeding the baby. "Have a great date. And please, do everything I would do," she added with a mischievous tone.
"MAE." Orm's protest was cut short by the sound of the doorbell. "She’s here. Do I look pretty?"
"You are beautiful, baby. Now go open the door for your girl," Koy said, giving her a final push.
Orm tried to calm her racing heart as she walked to the door. It was ridiculous to feel this nervous—she literally slept next to this woman every night. And yet, the butterflies in her stomach were in full force, making her feel like a teenager.
When she opened the door, she was met with a huge bouquet of red roses. Behind it, Lingling had a beautiful smile.
"Hi, baobao."
"You brought me flowers," Orm breathed out. "Even though you're allergic to them."
"It’s a good thing for me that you’re already impressed," Ling joked, stepping inside and letting her eyes roam over Orm’s body. "You look gorgeous."
"You’re not bad yourself," Orm replied. Lingling was wearing a white silk button-down shirt with only two buttons fastened, paired with black tailored shorts—no high heels—and her hair styled in loose waves. Orm had seen her dressed like this many times, yet it remained her favorite look.
Orm accepted the roses, inhaling their scent before turning to find a vase for them—only to spot her mother and Meifern watching them from a distance. Seeing their daughter, Lingling stepped forward to kiss her chubby cheeks.
"Mama and Mae will be gone for a couple of hours. Be good for Nana, okay?" She kissed Meifern’s head one more time, earning a toothless smile. "I love you."
"Mae loves you too," Orm added, stepping closer.
"Please, get out of here, or you’ll spend the whole night talking about how much you love this kid," Koy teased, pushing them out the door.
Lingling pulled Orm by the hand, opening the passenger door for her to get in. Then, she walked around the car to take her seat behind the wheel, started the engine, and drove them away.
They shared a comfortable silence as the city lights illuminated their way. The tension—both sexual and emotional—was heavy in the air. While driving, Ling placed her hand on Orm’s thigh, sending a jolt of electricity through her body.
It took a few minutes for Orm to notice that houses were becoming less common and that a grove was growing around them.
"Is the restaurant outside the city?" Orm asked, a little apprehensive.
"Not exactly a restaurant," Lingling explained. "But we’ll be connected the whole time. The phone signal works perfectly there." She patted Orm’s knee, trying to ease her anxiety. "Meifern will be okay. I want you to enjoy tonight, baobao."
"I promise I’ll try." Orm intertwined her fingers with Ling’s on her lap.
They arrived at a small wooden cottage. Lingling guided Orm to the backyard, where a gazebo stood, furnished with cozy couches, a fireplace, and a picnic table.
"We’re stargazing tonight," Lingling explained, gesturing toward the blankets spread on the ground and a cooler filled with bottles of wine. A nearby table held several food containers.
Orm sat on the blanket, immediately embraced from behind by Ling, who poured her a glass of wine. She was allowed to have a glass or two, as long as she didn’t feed Meifern for the next four hours and discarded that milk before nursing her.
"How did you find this place?" Orm asked, snuggling deeper into Ling’s embrace and resting her head on her left shoulder.
"I bought it a few weeks before we found out about your pregnancy. I never had the time to fix it up or bring you here, but I asked a crew to prepare everything so we could spend the night," Lingling said before pressing a kiss to the back of Orm’s neck, making her shiver.
"I like it here," Orm murmured in contentment.
"I want to make this our weekend getaway. It’s quieter than the city, Meifern would have space to explore, and I could bring my dogs," Lingling confessed.
Orm turned slightly in her arms so she could meet Ling’s beautiful brown eyes. "That sounds like a great plan."
Lingling kissed her lips for the first time that night, allowing Orm to deepen the kiss, exploring her mouth with her tongue until they were both breathless. Orm’s lips trailed down to Ling’s weak spot on her neck, sucking gently and immediately drawing an obscene moan from her.
"Too fast, babe," Lingling whispered, pushing Orm back slightly but keeping her close, earning a frustrated hum from the girl. "I asked our favorite sushi chef to prepare a special meal for tonight. Let’s eat first, and then I’ll show you some stars."
Even though she was slightly frustrated, Orm was enchanted by everything Lingling had planned for the night. She cuddled against Ling’s chest, sipping her wine and enjoying the Japanese food while Ling whispered and pointed out the stars in the sky.
"This is Venus—the brightest object in the night sky, but it’s not even a star. It’s a planet," Lingling explained. "It was named after the most beautiful Roman goddess, the equivalent of Aphrodite in Greek mythology. It reminds me of you—the brightest and most beautiful star in my life."
"You’re so cheeky," Orm teased, kissing her cheek. "That’s why you’re my favorite person."
This time, Lingling was the one who pulled Orm into a hungry kiss, turning Orm’s body so she was straddling her lap. Ling’s hands gripped her thighs harder, drawing a groan from her partner, who instinctively started moving her hips, seeking friction against her core.
"Let’s go inside," Lingling suggested between gasps, kissing Orm’s exposed collarbones. They managed to stand up, walking toward the door, but Ling pushed Orm against it, kissing her hard again. One of Orm’s legs wrapped around her hips, and Ling took advantage of it to lift her into her arms and carry her inside. The arousal surging through Orm’s body after Ling’s display of strength made her head spin.
Lingling only stopped when she placed Orm delicately on the mattress. She was biting her lower lip, her eyes dark with desire. Crawling over Orm’s body, she kissed her arms, her exposed torso, and her neck before finally reaching her lips. Her hands were already pulling up the white dress from Orm’s legs and hips, eager to explore what she had been craving for months.
Orm broke the kiss, using her body to flip them over on the bed until she was on top, pinning Ling down on the mattress. The older woman let out a surprised gasp, followed by a joyful smile.
"The last time, you didn’t let me enjoy your body," Orm murmured, lowering herself to kiss Ling’s lips before trailing her mouth downward. With each button she undid from Ling’s shirt, she kissed the newly exposed skin. "Do you know how many times I touched myself in the shower, fantasizing about eating you out?"
The sheer intensity of the confession made Ling’s breath hitch.
Orm licked along Ling’s abs, biting just above the waistband of her shorts. Lingling groaned at every touch, but she obediently kept her hands by her sides, letting Orm do whatever she wanted.
Orm slid the shirt from Ling’s shoulders and unclasped her bra with one hand. Once Lingling was bare from the waist up, Orm returned her lips to her skin, kissing along her collarbone before licking the valley between her breasts. Her hands trailed upward, teasing Ling’s nipples with her thumbs, making her body tremble beneath her. A deep moan escaped Ling’s lips when Orm bit the side of her left breast and soothed the spot with the tip of her tongue.
Orm felt an overwhelming wetness between her own legs. She tugged at the waistband of Ling’s shorts and underwear, silently asking for permission to remove them. Ling raised her hips, feeling every brush of Orm’s fingers on her legs like a path of pleasure.
Now completely naked, Lingling felt her body burn under Orm’s gaze. She was far more used to giving pleasure than receiving it, but she welcomed the loss of control, knowing that her partner would hold her if she needed.
Orm spread Ling’s legs, dragging her nails lightly along her inner thighs before settling between them.
"Please, Jiejie, can I?" The words tickled Ling’s needy clit.
"Fuck yes," was all Ling could murmur before the heat enveloped her.
Orm’s tongue was tender but skilled. She drew it along Ling’s entire slit before teasingly running it between her folds. Ling’s hips bucked shamelessly into her mouth. She needed Orm on her clit.
"Stop teasing me," Lingling cried out. "Or I won’t let you finish."
Lingling’s dominant tone made Orm comply immediately. She closed her lips around the bundle of nerves, making Lingling choke out a scream. Her hands instinctively gripped the blonde’s hair, fingers grasping desperately at her head and pushing her deeper.
"I’m going to cum soon," Ling panted, her legs shaking as Orm’s tongue assaulted her clit. The sensation was overwhelming, to the point where she had to grip onto her partner’s shoulders to brace for the climax.
Orm swiftly slid two fingers into her wet core, and they entered with ease. Ling’s grip on Orm’s shoulders tightened, and she moaned at the sudden intrusion.
"Please, I can’t take anymore," Lingling whined. Orm licked harder, and Ling’s mind went blank for a moment as she surrendered to euphoria.
As Ling slowly came down from her high, Orm carefully removed her fingers and nuzzled her face under Ling’s jaw, waiting for her to return to herself.
Lingling turned her head, her lips meeting Orm’s, and she moaned when she tasted herself on them.
With her energy renewed, she pushed Orm’s hips over her own, riding her dress up while she pushed her panties to the side and touched her directly between her legs, feeling how wet she was. She moaned, starting to ride her fingers.
“No, babe, take your clothes off and climb up here.” Orm pushed down her panties, but she hesitated to take off her dress.
“What’s wrong?” Lingling sat up to look at her, her tousled black hair falling over her naked chest.
“My body… It’s still not the same as before the pregnancy,” Orm said, embarrassed.
Lingling pulled her back on top of her, placing her hands on her thighs before kissing her lips.
“I love that your body is not the same as before.” She grabbed her ass. “I’ve always loved your thighs. But your ass is quite amazing right now.”
Orm let Ling push the dress over her head, revealing the rest of her body. She had new stretch marks and a small bump.
“I love it. You are the hottest woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on.”
Lingling kissed Orm harder, her hand returning to grab her ass and moving her hips against hers.
“Where do you want me?” Orm panted, grinding her core against Ling’s abs.
“I want you to ride my face,” Lingling suggested, lying down and gripping her ass to guide her up.
Orm positioned herself over Ling’s face, holding onto the headboard to keep her balance. Lingling pulled her closer, supporting her thighs with her shoulders and guiding her hips down.
Fingers parted her labia as Ling drove her tongue into Orm’s wet folds. Her hot tongue explored her, dragging slowly up and around Orm’s clit. Pleas poured from Orm’s lips as she rolled her hips against her partner’s face.
Already worked up from giving pleasure to Ling before, it didn’t take long for Orm’s muscles to go limp as waves of ecstasy crashed over her. The bed rocked with the force of her thrusting hips. She gripped the headboard until her hands ached, aftershocks tingling through her nerves like burning wires.
Lingling held her and helped her lie back down. Orm rested her head on Ling’s naked chest, exhausted. Lingling played with her hair, scratching her scalp, making her hum in pleasure. They should get out of bed to take a shower and return to the city, but right now, they were enjoying the afterglow.
“N’Orm…” Lingling broke the silence, bringing them back to reality. “What we have, our relationship… it’s not just thirst and sex… it’s serious for me. Is it for you?”
“Yes, of course.” Orm propped her chin against Ling’s chest to look at her. “You are deadly serious to me.”
Lingling smiled, satisfied with the reply. Orm remained silent for a moment, processing the situation. A random question burned in her mind, and she decided to ask:
“Does this mean you’re my girlfriend?”
“I thought I was your fiancée.” Lingling joked. “But yes, we’re girlfriends now—if that’s okay for you.”
“That’s great!” Orm replied, excited. “Lingling Sirilak Kwong, my first girlfriend.”
“I love the title,” Lingling replied, pulling her to the bathroom and into the shower.
They had sex two more times in the shower before finally finishing their bath and getting dressed again. During the drive back home, they talked more about their relationship, both of them tired but happy from their first date.
Walking into the mansion, everything was silent. They decided to check on the baby and found Meifern sleeping soundly with a small smile on her face. They stood there for a few minutes, just taking in the sight of their little miracle, their hearts warm with love.
Returning to their room, they changed into their pajamas. Orm remembered to express and discard the breast milk so that when Meifern woke up, she would be properly fed. Then, she crashed onto the bed, straight into Ling’s arms.
The next morning, Meifern woke them up with angry crying transmitted through the baby monitor. Lingling got up and walked to the nursery through the connected door to pick her up while Orm was using the bathroom.
“Good morning, baby girl! Did you miss your mommies?” Lingling hugged her close, kissed her cheek, and rocked her lightly. She checked her diaper to confirm it wasn’t bothering her. “Are you hungry?”
The baby was just mumbling in her arms now, bringing one hand up to grab Ling’s nose, making her giggle.
“Good morning, girlfriend.” Orm appeared, taking the baby from Ling’s arms and kissing her lips. She walked back to their room to feed the baby.
“Is that what you're going to call me now?” Lingling followed her.
“I still want to call you Jiejie. I know it can be used in our context.” Orm explained, making Ling blush as red as the first time she called her that. “Right now, this is my first time having a girlfriend, and I want to announce it.” She placed the baby on her right breast, making sure she was properly latched before turning back to her partner.
Orm looked up at her, offering her lips, and Lingling closed the gap, kissing her. “You’re too cute for my own good.”
Lingling walked to the bathroom, taking a quick shower, and was already back when Meifern finished feeding and was ready to burp. They walked downstairs hand in hand, finding Koy eating her breakfast.
“Good morning, girls. Had a great night?” Koy asked as Ling placed the baby in the stroller.
“Yes.” Orm replied to her mother, her cheeks burning red. “Mae, I want to tell you first: we’re dating.”
“Okay.” Koy replied without a hint of surprise, continuing to chew her food.
“That’s it? No surprise or excitement?” Orm was frustrated. This was a big deal for her.
“After all these years of bottled-up feelings, insane chemistry, and having a baby together, it would be weird if you didn’t end up together.” Koy shrugged. “I’m happy you finally worked it out.”
To Orm’s amusement or disappointment, almost every member of their family and friends who knew the truth about the engagement had a similar reaction to their new relationship status.
“Let’s keep the engagement story for the media. Maybe someday in the future, you can tell the real story.” Dew suggested, and both of them agreed.
It was already in Lingling’s plans to marry Orm soon, even when their relationship was just a friendship in the public eye. She knew Orm and Meifern were the loves of her life.
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After Meifern completed three months, Lingling’s parents returned to Bangkok to celebrate her 100th day, a Chinese tradition. They brought red clothes to dress her up and a gold jade bracelet as a gift to bring her good luck.
Orm didn’t agree with shaving Meifern’s head, so they had to find common ground by cutting off some locks of her black hair as a keepsake. The baby’s eyes were becoming more similar to her mother’s, making her resemble Orm more as she grew.
They held a dinner party for their family and closest friends to celebrate the little one. The house was decorated with red balloons, pictures of Meifern’s first months, and images of her mothers. Ginger vinegar and dyed red eggs were distributed to the guests.
The event also served as Meifern’s introduction to the media and fans. After the newborn pictures were released by Vogue TH, Orm, Ling, and Koy avoided showing her on social media for the first few months for safety reasons. However, with her mothers returning to work, she would be seen around more often. During this party, all of their friends from the industry posted pictures of themselves holding the baby and blessing her.
At the same time, the posts garnered huge support from their fans, wishing them happiness. However, Channel 3 started receiving strange emails from an untraceable address.
The first email started with a threat, promising to end both Ling and Orm’s careers by revealing a big secret. The author requested 500 million baht in Bitcoin to be transferred to an anonymous account.
The public relations team decided to bring it directly to Dew, who oversaw everything related to them. After trying to trace the email without success, they decided it was probably a troll and agreed to keep an eye out for any suspicious activity.
The second email featured the same threat and requested the same amount. However, this time, it included pictures of Orm in a bar with a man.
Worried that this might be a real threat, Dew decided to share it with Koy.
“Let’s try to handle this without alarming the girls,” Koy suggested, promising to invest money into resolving the situation. “Now that there’s a baby, everything is amplified.”
They decided to continue the investigation, hiring a company specializing in resolving virtual crimes. Their only focus now was finding the responsible party.
-o-
“What do you think if we moved into my condo?” Lingling suggested, just days before Meifern turned four months old.
After the day Orm’s brother accidentally walked in on them in a compromising position, the idea had popped into her mind. Also, Ling felt like a guest in a place she had been living for almost a year. She really wanted to have her own space.
“Don’t you think it’s too soon? We’ve been dating for only two months,” Orm asked, surprised by the question.
“I don’t think a regular timeline for relationships applies to us,” Lingling joked. “We’ve been living together for months, and my apartment is spacious. Your family would always be welcome. It would be our place.”
Orm asked for some time to think about it. She had never considered leaving her parents' house, but when they spent their weekends away at the cottage, she could picture what it would be like to live just the two of them and the baby.
“I will support whatever you decide, baby, but are you ready for this?” Koy asked when Orm brought up Ling’s proposal to her mom. “I would love to have you, Meifern, and even Lingling under my roof forever, but it’s also important that you learn how to live on your own. I raised you for that.”
“Thank you, Mae,” Orm said, jumping into her arms.
“Let me know when you’re moving out, I’m throwing a party,” Koy joked.
“Mae! Don’t be too happy, you’re still working with me,” Orm rolled her eyes, joining her mother in laughter.
Lingling was the happiest woman alive when Orm told her they should move out. They started to plan how to reshape the apartment to fit their new life: one of the guest rooms would be turned into a nursery for Meifern, the office would be adapted for two people, and more space would be needed in the main bedroom’s closet to fit Orm’s wardrobe. The moving day was scheduled for one month after the renovations started.
“You don’t know what your daughter did today!” Orm said, pushing the baby into her chest when Ling arrived home from work. She had returned to her solo schedule after Meifern completed four months.
“If you're just my daughter, you really pissed off your Mae, sweetie,” Lingling joked, tickling the little one’s belly, making her laugh.
“She learned how to roll over. And the first thing she did with her new skill was roll right out of bed onto the floor. Uni was the one who stopped the fall,” Orm complained, still scared from the experience. “I just looked away for a second.”
“Our peace is over,” Lingling dramatically facepalmed, making Meifern laugh again.
“I can’t believe you’re going to be the fun mom, and I’m going to be the annoying one,” Orm lamented.
“We’ll share the fun and the annoying part. However, I want to claim the embarrassing role when she brings home a date,” Lingling joked, kissing her cheek.
Orm playfully pushed Ling away from her, ignoring the sound of the door in the background.
“N'Orm, someone is looking for you,” their maid said as she walked into the room. “He said his name is Niran.”
Orm froze upon hearing that name, immediately turning and walking toward the door. Lingling was confused by the sudden change in her mood.
“Who is that?” Lingling asked, holding Meifern with one arm as she followed her through the house.
Orm stopped by the living room, where she could see their guest, confirming her worst nightmare.
“He is Meifern’s biological father,” the young woman replied, feeling like her life had turned upside down.