Into The Sea

Sexual content warning.

During their kiss, Ji Lingyue wrapped her arms around Lan Wu’s neck, instinctively wrapping her legs around her waist, pulling her closer.

Supporting her weight, Lan Wu gently bit her lip and asked, “Aren’t we doing this a bit too often?”

“I don’t mind,” Ji Lingyue murmured.

Lan Wu’s hands slipped under her clothes, caressing the soft skin where love marks from their previous encounter still lingered. Lan Wu carried her to the bed, her long, silken hair cascading down with a subtle shimmer. Ji Lingyue caught her breath, then suddenly flipped their positions, straddling Lan Wu.

Her fingertips traced Lan Wu’s throat as she whispered, “Don’t move.”

Lan Wu’s throat tickled from her touch. She frowned, then relaxed, saying obediently, “Whatever you wish.”

Their clothes fell one by one, landing at the foot of the bed. Ji Lingyue sat up straight, moving to straddle Lan Wu’s chest, gazing at her intently.

Lan Wu glanced up, but in the darkness, she could only see a faint glimmer of moisture. She raised her eyes, understanding, and asked, “Do you want a kiss?”

Ji Lingyue took her hand, replying shyly, “Yes.”

She shifted forward, slowly lowering herself, pressing closer.

Soft, wet sounds gradually filled the air, soon followed by a soft, alluring moan. Ji Lingyue’s legs trembled, and she began to collapse, but Lan Wu caught her by the waist and reversed their positions.

She opened her eyes, still catching her breath, stammering, “Lan… Lan Wu…”

Lan Wu hummed, climbing on top of her. “What’s wrong?”

Ji Lingyue guided Lan Wu’s hand to her chest. Not long ago, when she had done this, she had been filled with despair. But now, she only felt her body burning hot.

Even though Lan Wu was always so cool.

One breast fit perfectly in Lan Wu’s palm as she lowered her head to taste the other rosy peak between her lips, drawing a husky moan. Ji Lingyue closed her eyes, pulling Lan Wu’s head closer, her cheeks tinged with a soft flush. When a hand slid down her abdomen, she blinked and lifted her hips in quiet invitation.

Long fingers explored her wet folds, teasing her entrance before focusing on her sensitive bud Ji Lingyue trembled continuously, her eyes misty with desire, biting back moans as she scratched at her lover’s back. Growing impatient with the teasing, she pleaded, “Stop playing… inside…”

Lan Wu released the hardened peak from her mouth and moved up to kiss her lips. “Okay.”

Her fingers slid in slowly, sinking into the warmth until they reached her deepest point. Ji Lingyue gasped sharply, her grip tightening on Lan Wu’s shoulders. Each steady thrust sent tremors through her body, her legs curling instinctively. Overcome, she bit down on Lan Wu’s graceful neck, her breath hitching with every pulse she couldn’t contain.

“Mmm… ah… hah…”

Lan Wu’s movements grew urgent, her palm repeatedly meeting the sensitive clit. The room filled with wet sounds as evidence of their passion soaked into the light-colored sheets below them, leaving dark stains.

Ji Lingyue felt as if she were floating in an ocean, with only her lover’s presence anchoring her to reality. She hugged her even tighter, kissing her lips, her chin, her legs wrapped around her waist, as if she didn’t want to be separated for even a moment.

The wet heat around her suddenly clenched tight. Lan Wu realized that she was about to reach her peak. She found her sensitive spot and pressed down. Ji Lingyue’s body writhed like a fish, trying to escape the overwhelming sensation. But Lan Wu held her firmly, pushing deeper with a few final thrusts. Ji Lingyue’s cry broke free, her thighs quivering as she reached her peak, warmth spilling onto Lan Wu’s stomach.

Her reaction was so intense that Lan Wu gently inserted her fingers inside, soothing her. When her breathing gradually calmed, she slowly withdrew..

Ji Lingyue moaned softly, exhaustion quickly overtaking her after such intense emotions. She soon half-closed her eyes. Lan Wu saw that she was tired and decided to stop. She picked her up, intending to get some water for her and then use a spell to clean them both.

However, before she could reach for the teapot, she froze, looking down to find Ji Lingyue sleepily nursing at her breast, half-asleep already.

“Are you still a baby who needs milk?” Lan Wu chuckled.

Ji Lingyue merely hummed, her tongue brushing against the sensitive peak. Lan Wu gasped softly in the silence, her breathing the only sound. After a moment, she laid Ji Lingyue down, kneeling between her legs and placing one over her shoulder, pressing their bodies together.

As their sensitive flesh met, Lan Wu moaned softly, looking down at her sleeping lover with reddened eyes, whispering hoarsely. “Just woke up and already sleeping, such a lazy one…”

When daylight broke, the palace once again welcomed the dignified Immortal Master Ji.

The guard captain looked troubled. As he led the way, he said, “Last night, someone broke into the Empress’s chambers. But when we went inside, it was empty. Immortal cultivator, do you think this might be the work of a demon?”

Ji Lingyue was expressionless, saying seriously, “Whether demons are involved remains to be seen. However, during my research at the inn yesterday, I discovered references to a particular medicine that could induce deep sleep.”

The guard captain was surprised. “Really? What kind of medicine is it?”

“It’s difficult to describe precisely,” Ji Lingyue explained. “If possible, I’d like to inspect the palace grounds. I can identify traces of it from a reasonable distance.”

The man hesitated, glancing at the silver-haired mermaid behind Ji Lingyue. “This…”

“Is there a problem?” Ji Lingyue said calmly. “It seems that you’re not too concerned about the Empress’s condition.”

“Of course not!” the guard captain said quickly. “His Majesty ordered us to accommodate your requests, whatever they might be. If you wish to look around, I’ll escort you.”

Ji Lingyue nodded. “Thank you.”

The group then changed direction and headed towards the inner palace.

On the way, Ji Lingyue glanced at Lan Wu and whispered, “Is it really still in the palace?”

Lan Wu nodded, also whispering. “When I wounded it last night, I left a mark on it. My fish brought back the message. It’s definitely in the palace.”

Ji Lingyue turned her head, thoughtful. “Your fish are quite useful.”

That morning when she awoke, she had found Lan Wu standing by the open window, surrounded by dozens of colorless fish made of water vapor. Some had playfully nuzzled against her cheek, cool like their master.

Lan Wu had looked over then, the rising sun softening her silver hair and usually sharp features. “They seem to like you.”

Remembering that scene, Ji Lingyue couldn’t help but drift off into her thoughts. But then, she was suddenly pulled back by Lan Wu, stopping in her tracks. “It’s here.”

She snapped out of her daze and looked up, seeing a vermilion gate in front of her, with a golden plaque hanging above it.

“Anning Palace,” Ji Lingyue frowned, asking the guard captain beside her, “What is this place?”

“This is,” the guard captain glanced at it, saying respectfully, “This is the Princess’s palace.”