Into The Sea

Sexual content warning.

Ji Lingyue blinked, her words slightly slurred. “You’re petty…”

“Me? Petty? I’m not as petty as you,” Lan Wu said, kissing her neck, forcing her to tilt her head back. She then lowered her mouth to capture Ji Lingyue’s erect nipple, her other hand cupping and kneading the other breast. Ji Lingyue trembled, her legs parting as a warm wetness pooled between them, soaking the slippery tentacle that had already begun to press deeper inside.

“Mmm…”

She gasped, already feeling incredibly full below. Her legs wrapped around Lan Wu’s waist, shivering against the cool scales. As the tentacle pushed deeper, she turned her head, breaking free from Lan Wu’s fingers playing with her lips, and stammered, “Enough… it’s too much…”

“Not yet.” Lan Wu murmured, releasing the swollen nipple from her mouth. Her voice was gentle but firm. “It needs to reach the deepest part. Otherwise, the dual cultivation won’t work.”

Ji Lingyue shook her head repeatedly, twisting her hips, trying to make the thing come out. She pressed her foot against the tentacle outside her body, but it seemed to have no fixed shape, spreading and wrapping around her ankle like a watery rope, lifting her legs and exposing her dripping core.

“Lan Wu…” She clutched the mermaid’s shoulders, about to threaten her, but the water sphere caressing her clitoris started to move again. Ji Lingyue froze, t the sound that escaped her throat turning into a soft, pleading moan.

“Ah, haa…”

The nectar flowing from her entrance increased, soon soaking the woman’s pale thighs. Ji Lingyue whimpered a few times, then suddenly cried out, arching her back.

A stream of clear spurted from between her legs. Ji Lingyue threw her head back, her eyes red at the corners, long lashes fluttering as tears welled up in her eyes.

“Mmm, mmm… ah, don’t, don’t move…”

She let out a sob, her hips writhing as she tried to escape the relentless stimulation. But the tentacle was different from fingers. No matter how she struggled, the soft, cool thing remained deep inside. She urgently pressed into Lan Wu’s embrace, whining, “I don’t want it anymore. Take it out…”

“Be good.” Lan Wu soothed, holding her close. “It won’t hurt.”

“I know,” Ji Lingyue mumbled against her, whining for a long moment before being coaxed out. She said, aggrieved, “You just want to tease me…”

Lan Wu sighed. “You’re the one who started this. Relax.”

Ji Lingyue glared at her through her tears. “It’s not like I don’t want to relax.”

Lan Wu looked down at her, seeing the genuine distress on her face, her eyes red and watery. Her heart softened. She gently caressed Ji Lingyue’s cheek before lowering herself between her legs. She lifted Ji Lingyue’s thighs onto her shoulders and took the swollen clit into her mouth.

“Ah… mmm ah…” Ji Lingyue shuddered, tears spilling from the corners of her eyes. Even though they’d done this before, the sensation of her clit being enveloped in Lan Wu’s warm, wet mouth always overwhelmed her. Her juices flowed freely, seeping out from where she was stretched full. Lan Wu’s tongue worked tirelessly, sucking and teasing, sending waves of pleasure through Ji Lingyue’s body. She trembled uncontrollably, her moans tinged with sobs, completely unaware that the cool tentacle had pushed even deeper inside.

When she finally came with a sharp cry, Lan Wu’s hand continued to gently massage her throbbing clit, prolonging the pleasure. Ji Lingyue sobbed and shook, her thighs twitching as more fluid spilled from her. It wasn’t until much later that she realized just how full she felt.

The strange sensation sent shivers down her spine. The soft tentacle seemed to pierce her completely, reaching her deepest parts of her. Just as panic began to rise on her face, the watery sphere at the end of the tentacle pressed against her inner walls, grinding back and forth.

Ji Lingyue’s mind went blank. The sudden, intense pleasure made her cry out, her body trembling as another wave of sticky fluid gushed from her. Lan Wu climbed up to hold her, caressing her lips, then lowered her head to kiss her, intertwining her soft tongue with hers.

“Mmm… mmm…” The pleasure was relentless, and Ji Lingyue soon found herself unable to bear it. Her legs kicked helplessly against the bed, her arms struggling against the bonds that held her. Eventually, she could only curl her toes and sob, “Lan Wu… mmm, it’s too much…”

Lan Wu glanced at Ji Lingyue’s wrists, red from the ropes, and gently untied them. Ji Lingyue immediately clung to her, wrapping herself around Lan Wu like a vine, her body slick with sweat. “Slower… don’t move…”

“I’m not moving,” Lan Wu whispered. Her movements were already slow and gentle, but Ji Lingyue was too sensitive, her passage too tight. The tentacle filled every inch of her, brushing against every sensitive spot, so even the slightest movement brought overwhelming pleasure.

She sighed and asked, “Do you know how to transfer spiritual energy?”

Ji Lingyue sniffled, looking up at her with tearful eyes, “How?”

“Like this.”

The translucent tentacle began to move, thrusting in and out. Though it had no solid form, it somehow managed to stretch her tight walls, squeezing out more sticky fluid.

Spiritual energy flowed into her, then flowed back, each time more abundant than the last. The endless flow of energy overflowed during the act, circulating through all meridians, warming her body.

Ji Lingyue moaned softly, her damp lashes fluttering open. This time, she leaned in to kiss Lan Wu, pulling her hand between her legs. “Touch me…”

Lan Wu kissed the tip of her nose affectionately, then flipped Ji Lingyue onto her stomach. One hand kneaded her breasts while the other explored her wet core, continuing to rub her sensitive clit.

Ji Lingyue froze, instinctively trying to get up, but Lan Wu pressed her down, pinning her legs. She felt like prey caught by a hunter, unable to escape no matter how hard she struggled.

The slippery tentacle began to thrust again, no longer pausing to accommodate Ji Lingyue’s sensitivity. It moved in and out with force. Ji Lingyue moaned, her legs shaking uncontrollably. Her stretched core were pitifully wrapped around the tentacle, and the nectar splashed from her entrance with each thrust, soaking the sheets beneath her. Lan Wu’s hand was soon coated in her fluids as she rubbed Ji Lingyue’s swollen clit, coaxing out sweet, desperate moans.

Ji Lingyue’s cries grew more desperate, tears streaming down her face. Her hips began to move on their own, chasing the pleasure. Lan Wu kissed her snow-white shoulder, enveloping her completely in her embrace.

As Ji Lingyue reached her peak, she clung to Lan Wu’s arm, her back arching as she pressed her clit hard against Lan Wu’s palm. She let out a long, trembling moan, her body stiffening as she came.

Her tight passage clenched around the tentacle, her juices gushing out and coating Lan Wu’s hand. Her face was flushed with pleasure, her breaths coming in short gasps, a far cry from her usual composed demeanor.

Lan Wu rolled her onto her side, pulling her into her embrace. One hand still gently rubbed Ji Lingyue’s wet folds, while the other massaged her reddened knees. Lan Wu covered them with spiritual energy, quickly erasing the redness.

Ji Lingyue sobbed for a while, then slowly calmed her breathing, curling up in her arms. The soft, translucent tentacle was still inside her, Lan Wu touched it, gently nudging the stretched entrance. Ji Lingyue shuddered again, muttering, “No more…”

“Okay.” Lan Wu also felt that it was enough. She retracted all the tentacles, the sticky sound of wetness filling the quiet room. Ji Lingyue blushed and moaned, unable to help but squeeze her legs together. Her slightly open entrance contracted, the wet juices dripped down, clinging to her pale thighs.

Lan Wu hugged her from behind, her chin slowly nuzzling into her neck. She whispered, “Did you enjoy?”

Ji Lingyue shrugged her shoulders. “You’re so petty.”

Lan Wu was amused. Her hand slipped between her closed legs. “Is that all you have to say?”

Ji Lingyue froze. “Mmm… don’t, don’t touch…”

“You called me petty, so I have to prove you right,” Lan Wu said, kissing her sweaty neck. “Otherwise, how can I prove that my master that she’s always correct?”

Ji Lingyue groaned, glancing back at her, finally realizing that Lan Wu was not only enjoying it, but also using the title “master” to tease her.

She immediately became embarrassed and annoyed. “You demon…”

Lan Wu nodded. “You’re right.” She slowly spread Ji Lingyue’s knees with her leg, her fingertips once again sliding into her sore entrance. “I am.”