Into The Sea

Sexual content warning.

“Mmm…”

Her body trembled involuntarily. Yao Zhu parted her lips slightly, letting out a few moans. Xuan Yu delved deeper, gently rubbing against the soft, tender flesh, occasionally brushing against the sensitive clit at the top, teasing it with a mischievous pinch.

The fox in the throes of passion couldn’t withstand such teasing. Yao Zhu moaned, her eyes glazed with tears, and impatiently opened her legs, smearing the slick wetness onto Xuan Yu’s palm. “Haa… stop torturing me.”

Xuan Yu’s lips curved into a silent smile, her fingers sliding deeper into the damp folds. “How long are you planning to stay in the demon realm?”

The entrance were already overflowing with rich juices. As soon as her fingers touched the throbbing, red opening, they were thoroughly soaked by the flowing wetness. Yao Zhu narrowed her eyes, eagerly swallowing Xuan Yu’s fingers. “About… half a month…”

“Half a month.” She thought for a moment, muttering, “It’s going to be troublesome to have Lan Wu running back and forth again.”

“Who else… can take people through the barrier…” As she said this, Yao Zhu narrowed her eyes and twisted her waist in her arms, humming softly, “Faster, faster…”

“Don’t rush.”

“You…” Yao Zhu’s eyes reddened with frustration. Suddenly, she lunged forward, pinning Xuan Yu to the bed. “If you’re not in a hurry, I am.”

The woman was covered in sweat, her back arched, her wet fox eyes wide with a mix of anger and desire. A fluffy tail emerged from behind her, and even as her demonic features became more pronounced, she remained strikingly beautiful, like the enchanting fox spirits from folklore who lured mortals in remote mountain temples. Yet, upon closer inspection, she lacked the docile charm of her kind. When angered, she bared her teeth, her emerald-green eyes fierce and untamed.

But this wild, inhuman quality only made Xuan Yu find her even more endearing.

Yao Zhu blinked, her tail wagging proudly. “Of course, you’re lucky to have me.”

The fox, who had been fuming just moments ago, now beamed with pride at the slightest compliment, carefree and unbothered. Xuan Yu’s eyes curved with hidden amusement as she reached out to embrace her again, but Yao Zhu deftly dodged, her eyebrows arching mischievously.

Under Xuan Yu’s puzzled gaze, Yao Zhu lifted her chin haughtily. “If you’re going to take your sweet time, I don’t need you.”

“Then what will you—”

Before Xuan Yu could finish, her expression darkened as she saw the short flute reappear in Yao Zhu’s hand. “Don’t you dare.”

The fox flinched but put on a brave face. “Watch me.”

Right in front of Xuan Yu, she spread her legs wider, the damp valley between them glistening like an overturned jar of honey, the sticky fluid coating her thighs and butt. Yao Zhu parted the swollen, crimson lips, slowly guiding the pale green flute into her eager, throbbing entrance.

As if to provoke Xuan Yu further, she sank down onto the flute, her body trembling with pleasure as she let out a satisfied sigh. “So good…”

The woman below her completely stiffened, her face flushed red, her eyes filled with unshed tears, but she still stared at her without blinking.

Ignoring Xuan Yu’s displeasure, Yao Zhu lifted her hips slightly, a stream of glistening fluid spilling from her and dripping onto Xuan Yu’s clothes, leaving a dark stain. She glanced down, giggled, and sank down again, swallowing the flute once more with a wet, obscene sound.

“Xuan Yu… ah, Xuan Yu, so good, so deep…”

She narrowed her damp lashes, constantly rising and falling on the woman. Drops of sweat fell, flowing over her taut white abdomen. Xuan Yu caught a quick glimpse of how her entrance eagerly devoured the flute and immediately looked away, her voice tense and serious. “Yao Zhu.”

“Mmm, haa-mmm…” Yao Zhu hummed softly before replying, “What’s wrong? Are you going to fuck me now?”

Xuan Yu scowled. “Didn’t you say you didn’t need me?”

Yao Zhu giggled, leaning in to kiss her. “If you beg me, maybe I’ll let you fuck me…”

“You really are…” She bit her lip, suddenly grabbing the fox’s fluffy tail. “You’re pushing your luck!”

The woman in her arms gasped, her body jerking as if she’d been struck in a sensitive spot. The muscles around the flute clenched, and a gush of fluid spilled out. Xuan Yu expressionlessly pinned her down and pulled out the flute. “I’ve never met a fox as infuriating as you.”

Yao Zhu gasped, moaning as she tilted her head back, trying to adjust to the fingers that were suddenly inserted into her. “You also, mmm… only, only have me, one fox.”

Her body, still sensitive from the recent climax, squeezed around Xuan Yu’s fingers, producing an abundance of slick fluid. But Xuan Yu was so angry that even though the tight flesh was sucking on her fingertips, she didn’t feel any pity. Instead, she tightened her grip on the damp base of Yao Zhu’s tail and thrust her fingers harder, the wet sounds filling the room.

“Ah!”

The soft fox immediately bristled, her entrance gushing with fluid. Yao Zhu hadn’t expected her tail to be so sensitive during her heat cycle. She writhed, her legs wrapping around Xuan Yu’s waist as she tried to burrow into her embrace. “Mmm… Xuan Yu, Xuan Yu, don’t pinch…”

The squelching sounds grew louder as Xuan Yu leaned in to nibble on Yao Zhu’s earlobe, her teeth gently grazing the soft flesh. “Do you remember what you said after you tricked me into sleeping with you for the first time?”

Yao Zhu blinked, whimpering as if she couldn’t breathe. “What…”

“You said,” she paused, then continued, “that these hands, which had only touched books and strings, had been inside you, and they would never be clean again.”

Yao Zhu, dizzy and overwhelmed, murmured, “Did I really say that…”

“Yes,” Xuan Yu replied, her movements gradually slowing. “So back then, besides being angry that you tricked me and struggling to accept our relationship, I was also upset that you… thought so little of yourself.”

Xuan Yu lowered her gaze, her voice softening. “Yao Zhu, you are my only fox, and also my favorite fox. So even if I’ve been intimate with you, it doesn’t make me unclean. That flute is the same. If you use it, it’s not defiled, because you’re more important than any object.”

Yao Zhu blinked. “Then why were you angry earlier?”

Xuan Yu was stunned, averting her gaze awkwardly. “Because I…”

“What?”

“Because I… I’m here. I’m here, so why would you use that?”

After a moment of silence, Yao Zhu finally understood what she meant, and burst into laughter, her tail wagging again. “So you’re the petty one, jealous of a flute!”

Xuan Yu closed her eyes in embarrassment, her face turning even hotter. Yao Zhu was overjoyed, lifting her hips and slowly swallowing the woman’s sliding fingers. “Don’t take them out. The flute… the flute wasn’t comfortable at all, mmm…”

She nestled into Xuan Yu’s soft embrace, peppering her chin and neck with kisses. “I like you… only you… only you can fuck me…”