Into The Sea

Sexual content warning.

After leaving a lantern on for the late-returning little cat, she led Chu Chunhan back to the room, poured her a cup of tea, checked the doors and windows, tidied the scattered papers and brushes on the desk, and lit a dim candle.

Chu Chunhan sat on the edge of the bed, holding the teacup, but her gaze remained fixed on Lan Yueyao, following her every move. Lan Yueyao turned around and, seeing her staring intently, felt even more embarrassed. After hesitating for a while, she blew out the newly lit candle.

The woman’s calm eyes remained bright even in the darkness. She tilted her head, asking in confusion, “Why did you blow it out?”

Lan Yueyao’s voice was soft. “You’d feel shy if it stayed lit.”

Chu Chunhan frowned. “Why would I…”

Before she could finish, a pair of hands cupped her face. She was slightly taken aback but looked up at the blue eyes so close to her and obediently relaxed. “Are you going to kiss me?”

“Yes,” Lan Yueyao said softly as she knelt on the edge of the bed. “Because I like you, so I want to kiss you.”

Chu Chunhan nodded and slightly tilted her chin up, closing her eyes. Her serious expression as she waited to be kissed made Lan Yueyao chuckle. “Wasn’t it you who said you wanted to do it again? Why do I have to take the lead every time?”

Chu Chunhan paused, thought for a moment, and replied honestly, “I don’t know how.”

“I’ll teach you.” With that, she lowered her head and kissed Chu Chunhan’s lips, sliding one hand into her hair, cradling the back of her head and pulling her closer. The other hand pressed against her waist, and together they fell onto the bed. “Just like last time.”

In the dim light, their entwined figures rolled across the bed. Lan Yueyao lay back with a smile, lazily half-closing her beautiful eyes as she hooked an arm around the woman’s neck, licking and nibbling at her red lips, delivering tender, intimate kisses.

Before long, Chu Chunhan’s breathing grew rapid, their tongues tangling wetly as if trying to steal every bit of air from each other’s mouths. She let out a few soft moans, and when Lan Yueyao still clung tightly to her, she hesitantly bit the tip of her tongue. The mermaid let out a muffled laugh and mercifully released her lips, turning instead to kiss her slender neck.

Mm…” Chu Chunhan shivered as her outer robe was slipped off, revealing her slim figure as she hovered above Lan Yueyao. Lan Yueyao glanced at her with a playful smile and reached out to pull open her close-fitting undergarment, lightly biting her neck.

The woman blinked rapidly, her beautiful peach blossom eyes filled with mist. The hair that had been meticulously tied back fell loose.

“Mmm, Yueyao…”

“I’m here,” Lan Yueyao said, raising her lips. She took her hand and slipped it under her own clothes, pressing it against her smooth, cool skin. “Touch me.”

The mermaid’s skin was cool and smooth, but not without texture. Healed scars crisscrossed her body, like a web over snow. Chu Chunhan’s fingers traced the scars on her waist and abdomen before sliding upward to cup the soft fullness of her breast.

“Ah…” Lan Yueyao arched her back involuntarily, letting out a soft, breathy moan as Chu Chunhan’s fingers fumbled over her. “Yes… just like… this…” She again hooked her arm around Chu Chunhan’s neck, pulling her head down to her shoulder, while her other hand covered Chu Chunhan’s, guiding her. “Don’t just grab there… you can… rub here… harder…”

Chu Chunhan asked, “The nipple?”

Lan Yueyao flushed, her face turning red. “Don’t say it so directly!”

Chu Chunhan gave her a confused look but obediently began to rub the sensitive, soft bud. As Lan Yueyao relaxed with a soft moan, Chu Chunhan lowered her head and took the hardened nipple into her mouth.

“Mmm,” the mermaid groaned, weakly placing her hand over her eyes. “You’re… a natural.”

Her gentle kisses trailed downward, landing one by one on Lan Yueyao’s stomach. Each time her wet lips touched the skin, the mermaid shivered, her long silver lashes growing damp.

She took a shaky breath, looking down at the dark crown of Chu Chunhan’s head as the woman patiently kissed the ugly scars, her movements devoid of any lust, as if she were simply cherishing and comforting her.

Compared to the composed woman above her, Lan Yueyao felt almost embarrassingly sensitive, trembling and going weak at the simplest touches.

Lan Yueyao pursed her lips, feeling a little ashamed and annoyed, especially when Chu Chunhan climbed back up and innocently nuzzled against her. Lan Yueyao quickly caught her chin, her voice hoarse as she asked, “What are you doing?”

Chu Chunhan blinked, confused. “Kissing you.”

Lan Yueyao scoffed. “You think I’ll just let you kiss me because you want to?”

“Yes.”

Lan Yueyao couldn’t help but laugh. “And why should I?”

“Because,” she thought for a moment, slowly saying, “You like me.”

“You…”

Chu Chunhan continued, “I like you too.”

Lan Yueyao was momentarily stunned, then sighed in resignation. ” You really know how to manipulate me.” She leaned in and kissed the woman’s lips, whispering, “Be good. Don’t stop halfway this time.”

Their sashes were undone, and their clothes fell to the floor one by one as they tangled together. Lan Yueyao guided Chu Chunhan’s hand between her legs, her voice husky as she said, “Here… touch me.”

Chu Chunhan obediently touched the small clit, rubbing and kneading it with her fingertips. Soon, it was covered in a layer of sticky wetness. Lan Yueyao moaned and gripped her back, her fair face already flushed red, her eyes filled with a hazy flush. Her slender fingers occasionally slid into the soft folds below, drawing out soft, wet sounds. Lan Yueyao whimpered and curled up her legs, nuzzling her head against her shoulder, mumbling, “Don’t… wait a little, wait a little before you touch that…”

Chu Chunhan glanced at her, then spread her legs wider, parting the soft petals to reveal the glistening flesh beneath. She continued to rub the swollen clit, her fingers slick with arousal.

“Wait, ah… slow down, mm…”

Lan Yueyao bit her lip, trying to stifle the vulnerable sounds escaping her, but her hips rocked against Chu Chunhan’s hand, her movements almost wanton. She closed her eyes in shame, the wet sounds beneath her only adding to her embarrassment as the slick wetness trickled down her thighs, soaking the sheets below.

“Hmm… Hmmah…”

Suddenly, her hips felt cold, and she opened her eyes in confusion, looking down to see that Chu Chunhan had moved between her legs, her hot kisses now trailing along the sensitive skin of her inner thighs.

Lan Yueyao’s body tensed, then fell back onto the bed as Chu Chunhan’s kisses grew more insistent, her hips lifting to meet them, her breathing ragged. It seemed that no matter what Chu Chunhan’s intentions were, Lan Yueyao couldn’t help but respond.

The wet kisses moved closer to her core, and Lan Yueyao’s face burned with shame as she tried to close her legs. But Chu Chunhan held them open, spreading them wider as she looked up at the mermaid’s disheveled state. “Last time… it was like this, right?”

Lan Yueyao closed her eyes tightly, feeling ashamed and angry. “Alright, alright, I know you have a good memory, you don’t have to… ah!”

Chu Chunhan’s soft tongue touched the slick folds, the tip gently probing the sensitive clit.

“Mmm…” Lan Yueyao trembled, her legs curling as her body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat. The flood of arousal from her entrance was almost overwhelming, but the sharp pleasure from the delicate licks soon faded as Chu Chunhan climbed back up, her soft body pressing against Lan Yueyao’s, their bare skin touching in a way that made her sigh in contentment.

Unfortunately, Chu Chunhan’s first words were, “There’s so much water.”

“You…” Lan Yueyao gritted her teeth, wanting to bite her. “If you weren’t… I’d turn you over and make you cry until you couldn’t even speak!”

Chu Chunhan didn’t understand, but seeing her angry, she lowered her head and kissed her. Lan Yueyao gasped. Her sensitive body, still dangling in mid-air after being kissed and licked, could feel the liquid sliding down with the slightest movement between her legs. She held back for a moment, but seeing that Chu Chunhan was just lying in her arms, she finally couldn’t help but ask, “Didn’t I say not to stop?”

Chu Chunhan blinked. “There’s so much water.”

After a long pause, Lan Yueyao realized she was being teased. Her face burned. “I’m a fish, a fish! Fish are supposed to be wet! You weren’t… much better before!”

Chu Chunhan tilted her head. “Oh.”

“You!” Lan Yueyao couldn’t bear it any longer and sat up, straddling Chu Chunhan. “I knew I couldn’t count on you.”

Her eyes were red as she slowly pressed her wet core against Chu Chunhan’s thigh, rocking her hips. “I don’t need you, I… hah… I’ll do it myself…”

Her disheveled silver hair swayed behind her, creating a lewd arc as she moved. Chu Chunhan blinked, looking up at her. The woman straddling her had slightly furrowed brows, her red lips bitten by her teeth. Glistening drops of sweat slid from her breasts, down her clear abs, disappearing into the wet hair.

Chu Chunhan watched her for a moment, then lifted her knee, pressing it against the swollen clit between Lan Yueyao’s legs.

“Ah…”

Lan Yueyao trembled even more violently, her hands gripping Chu Chunhan’s shoulders tightly, almost leaving red marks. Her sensitive clit was subjected to repeated, fierce impacts. She closed her eyes, panting violently like a stranded fish. Her body became tighter and tighter. “Ah… Ahm…”

With a hoarse moan, a flood of wetness gushed from her entrance, and she collapsed into Chu Chunhan’s arms, sobbing, “Hold me…”

Chu Chunhan wrapped her arms around her, gently stroking her sweaty back and kissing the tears from the corners of her eyes.

“Yueyao.”

She called out softly.

Lan Yueyao’s breathing gradually calmed down. She still had her eyes closed, humming softly in response.

“My legs are all wet.”

“…”

Lan Yueyao took a deep breath, about to roll away, when Chu Chunhan spoke again. “But… I like you like this.”

“…” Lan Yueyao pursed her lips, humming. “At least you know what to say.”