Into The Sea

Sexual content warning.

The slender vine crept up from behind her waist, winding around her ribs, breasts, and neck, while below, it coiled around her thighs several times before tightening around her swollen clit.

She shuddered suddenly, her legs trembling weakly as she tried to close them, but Lan Wu spread them even wider.

“Mm…”

Her fingers, slick with sticky fluid, slowly slid in and out of her. Each time she tried to resist, the hand wrapped around hers tightened, forcing her to continue.

The only resistance she could muster was to stubbornly shut her eyes, refusing to look at the mirror before her.

However, even this small act of defiance seemed to be crumbling under the cunning tactics of her lover.

The woman behind her hugged her tightly, kissing her neck gently. “Be good, open your eyes.”

Her long lashes fluttered, and Ji Lingyue parted her lips, letting out a trembling whimper. “No.”

Lan Wu sighed regretfully, glancing at the flushed face in the mirror. “Don’t you want to look at me?”

Ji Lingyue’s brows furrowed, her lips pressing together as if caught in a dilemma. After a long pause, she stammered, “Later… there will be plenty of time… to look…”

Lan Wu was momentarily stunned, recalling that these were the exact words she had used to brush off Ji Lingyue earlier. She chuckled. “You learn quickly.”

She kissed the back of Ji Lingyue’s neck again, her fingers quickening their pace within her.

Soon, the distinct sound of wetness could be heard from below. Ji Lingyue instinctively hunched her shoulders, but the rough vine snaked under her arms, wrapping around her flushed nipples.

The breaths near her ear grew ragged. Lan Wu reached down, capturing the sensitive clitoris and kneading it.

Ji Lingyue’s moans grew louder, the juices drawn out by her fingers becoming more abundant, frothing from the vigorous movements and coating the smooth flesh.

Lan Wu glanced at the reflection in the mirror, leaning close to Ji Lingyue’s ear. “Even if you don’t open your eyes, you can still feel it, can’t you?”

Ji Lingyue stiffened, her lashes trembling again.

“It’s so hot, and you’re gripping so tightly,” Lan Wu teased, her eyes curving with amusement. “And the sound, it’s like it’s raining.”

“Stop… don’t say anymore…”

“Why?” Lan Wu smiled. “Can’t you feel it? After I said that, you clenched even tighter. Don’t you like it?”

Ji Lingyue blushed furiously. “I don’t!”

“Really?” Lan Wu continued to move her hand, the wet sounds growing louder. “You’re more sensitive than usual. Just a few thrusts, and you’re already this wet. Does it feel good doing it yourself?”

Ji Lingyue shook her head in embarrassment. “No…”

Lan Wu sighed helplessly, tilting Ji Lingyue’s chin to kiss her slightly swollen lips. “They say demons are unrestrained, indulging in sensual pleasures, and living a life of debauchery. You seem to have only learned half of it.”

Ji Lingyue hummed, biting Lan Wu’s lips as she mumbled, “What… mmm, what do you mean?”

“I mean you’re bold when you shouldn’t be, and shy when you should be bold.” Lan Wu gently rubbed her nipples, toying with them. “Since you’re so disobedient, I won’t take care of you anymore.”

Ji Lingyue froze, but before she could speak, she felt one of the fingers inside her withdraw, leaving only her own fingertips inside. Her face flushed, and she hurriedly tried to pull them out, but Lan Wu’s voice stopped her. “Don’t.”

She trembled, a strange thought crossing her mind—Lan Wu’s voice had never sounded so cold and stern before, as if she were a mere pet seeking her master’s favor, while Lan Wu was the high and mighty ruler passing judgment.

The vine around her neck seemed to transform into a collar meant for a servant, tightening slightly and leaving faint red marks on her pale skin.

Lan Wu spoke calmly. “I just remembered, there’s something else you’ve been hiding from me, isn’t there?”

Ji Lingyue shivered. “What?”

Lan Wu blinked, her fingertips brushing over Ji Lingyue’s reddened nipple. As expected, the woman in her arms instinctively arched her chest, as if begging for more.

So needy.

Lan Wu tilted her head. “The life-and-death contract.”

The room fell silent. Ji Lingyue’s body stiffened, the flush on her face fading slightly. Lan Wu’s fingers moved, and the vine wrapped around Ji Lingyue’s clit tightened, its tip teasing the sensitive nub.

“Mmm, ah, mmm…”

Ji Lingyue instinctively squirmed, trying to escape, but the vine only tightened further, her clit swelling and reddening under the pressure.

Lan Wu spoke leisurely. “When did you form the contract?”

Ji Lingyue sobbed. “At… at the same time as the demon beast contract…”

“You’re truly reckless.”

Lan Wu lowered her gaze, recalling the despair and sorrow she had felt when Jiang Xi had told her about the contract. She had been prepared to face death calmly, only to discover that her lover had bound their lives together, vowing to follow her into the afterlife.

How cruel.

She had gone through so much to ensure Ji Lingyue’s safety, yet this woman had silently formed a life-and-death contract and kept it hidden for so long. The thought alone was enough to ignite a fire of anger within her.

Sensing the unusual tension, Ji Lingyue turned her head, nuzzling against Lan Wu’s chin like a small animal seeking comfort.

Lan Wu looked down at her tear-filled eyes and snorted. “Now you’re willing to open your eyes?”

Ji Lingyue whispered, “Don’t be angry.”

“And you’re telling me not to be angry,” Lan Wu frowned. “But you never listen to me.”

“I do,” Ji Lingyue quickly shook her head. “I listen to you… I, I haven’t been disobedient.”

“You were just now.”

Ji Lingyue paused, then pouted, slowly turning her head to look at her reflection in the mirror.

The woman in the mirror was completely naked, her phoenix-like eyes slightly upturned, the corners of her normally cool eyes now tinged with red. Her fair cheeks were flushed with undeniable desire, her smooth hair damp with sweat and clinging to her neck and bare shoulders.

She blinked, her gaze shifting to Lan Wu behind her through the mirror.

Lan Wu met her pleading eyes and raised an eyebrow. “Is this enough?” She rested her chin on Ji Lingyue’s shoulder, her voice gentle. “Do what I just did with you, but do it yourself this time.”

Ji Lingyue froze, looking at Lan Wu with pitiful eyes. When Lan Wu remained unmoved, she reluctantly lowered her long lashes, the fingers inside her moving slowly.

“Look at the mirror.”

Ji Lingyue let out a shameful whimper. “Lan Wu…”

Lan Wu repeated firmly, “Look at the mirror.”

Ji Lingyue bit her lip, a sob escaping her. It took her a long while to open her eyes, her gaze teary as she stared at her reflection.

“Good girl,” Lan Wu’s voice carried a hint of amusement as she kissed Ji Lingyue’s shoulder. “Make yourself come, and I won’t be angry anymore.”

Ji Lingyue’s eyes trembled, about to protest, but Lan Wu cut her off. “Be good. Don’t close your eyes.”

Realizing Lan Wu wouldn’t change her mind, Ji Lingyue sniffled and finally began to move, her eyes fixed on the mirror.

The slender fingers that usually held a sword, were now buried within her wet folds, the stark contrast of white against red making the scene even more provocative.

Ji Lingyue cursed her sharp eyesight, able to see every detail of her lower half despite the distance. Her sensitive clit was still wrapped in the green vine, her tender folds spread open, the reddened walls of her entrance tightly gripping her fingers as they moved in and out, dripping with slick arousal.

She pursed her lips, moving mechanically for a while before Lan Wu suddenly clicked her tongue. “If you’re too slow, I won’t forgive you.”

Ji Lingyue froze, but before she could react, Lan Wu straightened up, as if preparing to leave. Panicking, Ji Lingyue quickly grabbed her with her other hand. “I’ll go faster… I’ll go faster. Don’t be angry.”

Lan Wu hummed, leaning down to kiss the corner of her lips. “Then prove it to me.”

Ji Lingyue closed her eyes, wanting to lean in for another kiss, but Lan Wu stopped her with a finger on her lips. “Be good. Finish what you’re doing first.”

Ji Lingyue nodded obediently, leaning back against Lan Wu, her legs spread wide as she thrust her fingers into herself, her eyes fixed on the mirror.

“Mmm, ah, mmm… ngh…”

This time, she focused solely on reaching her climax quickly, wanting to please Lan Wu. She forced herself to push aside her shame, or perhaps pretend it was Lan Wu doing this to her…

The trick seemed to work. Soon, her breathing grew ragged, and she moaned softly, “Ah, Lan Wu, ah…”

Lan Wu blinked, her ears burning at the sound. She wondered if Ji Lingyue was doing this on purpose.

“Lan Wu…” Ji Lingyue dragged out her name, her fingers plunging deeper, the wet sounds growing louder as her juices dripped down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath her.

“Mmm, I can’t… I can’t…” She thrust harder, her hips writhing as she tried to reach that elusive peak. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at Lan Wu in the mirror, whimpering, “Help me… ah, Lan Wu, help… help me…”

Lan Wu’s voice was gentle. “Didn’t you promise to do it yourself?”

Ji Lingyue shook her head, tears streaming down her face as she turned to kiss Lan Wu’s cheek. “Help me… mm…”

Lan Wu closed her eyes, letting Ji Lingyue nuzzle against her for a moment before sighing. “You’re such a spoiled brat.”

Finally, she reached down, her fingers rubbing Ji Lingyue’s slick clit. Ji Lingyue immediately arched her back, moaning as she thrust her fingers into herself a dozen more times before finally crying out, her legs trembling as she came, a wave of hot liquid gushing from her entrance.

“Ah, ah…”

She panted heavily, her legs hooked over Lan Wu’s knees, her feet tensed. In the mirror, her face was flushed, her eyes dazed, her thighs still twitching as more fluid trickled out, as if she had been thoroughly ruined.