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The Ningyo (人魚, "human fish") is a creature with both human and fish-like features.
Many fishermen who find these creatures caught in their nets throw them back into the ocean.
For if a ningyo is caught, she will bring misfortune and cal...
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CHAPTER FORTY-NINE: BETWEEN LOCKED LIPS
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Mizu's knee brushed slipped between Sogo's legs, parting them. She grabbed the hilt of her sword and maneuvered it closer. She pushed the handle with her thumb, making a sheer sound. Its metal end pressed between Sogo's kimono. She watched as the shorter women's breath hitch in her throat, as the cold metal of her sword's handle rubbed against her clothed clit.
"Cute..."
Mizu lowered to her height and melded their soft lips together. She swiped her wet tongue past her lips to pry her mouth open with it. A moan escaped Sogo's lips and Mizu turned her head, exploring every crevice of her open mouth. She felt the mixture of Mizu's and her own saliva gather at the edge of her lips and trail down.
The samurai curled forward, dominating their kiss and wanting more as her breath heavied. She tightened her arm around Sogo's lower back and drew her nearer. Mizu pulled her down against her sword, increasing friction. She arched backward and her head dipped back, creating a noise that tempted Mizu further.
Forget the sword. She wanted to feel herself. She sheathed the blade back in its holster and swam her fingertips up the seams of Sogo's kimono. Her fingers touched the moisture underneath her thin panty, feeling how wet she was. Mizu released a gritty groan. She kissed her like she lost control and bit her bottom lip as if she wanted to eat her. Sogo went limp in her arms. Her lips would definitely be sore afterward, she could feel them tingling already.
"I could devour you, right here. Broad daylight. People around us..."
Sogo released a needy moan from deep in her throat, as the fluid squishing around Mizu's fingertips increased. The final straw that made Mizu's self-control snap.
Fuck it. She groped down her ass and lifted her in the air with one swoop.
Sogo squeaked as she sat on Mizu's arm. She thought she'd lose her balance as she gripped the samurai's shoulders, but Mizu's strength was effortless. She gazed up at her with loving and aroused eyes, starting back up like a simple switch. That's how easily swayed she was, by the woman she loved. Mizu knew she was helpless...
Holding Sogo in the air, she walked towards the foremast and pressed her back on the wooden, erected pole. She held her thighs around her waist and grinded against her open legs over and over. They both moaned, an aroused red blush running across their faces, and Mizu kissed up her neck as she rolled her hips against her.
I-It's the middle of the day, Sogo thought, worried someone would catch sight of them on their ship. They were elevated high above the port, but still, it was daytime, and it wasn't like Mizu at all to initiate at a time like this.
