Chapter 342: Phoenix's Cries of Pleasure (1)
Ja Sun wanted one thing sorted out since he stepped on the boat. This was a priority. More than Yuehua and Erlong, or any other recent 'interests.'
As if two 'rivals' meeting on the turf they wanted for themselves, BOTH glared equally sharply. One was a god in mortal skin and the other was a mortal with equally godly ambitions.
""Damn it, she likes hitting me harder!""
Ja Sun and Feng Liu shot each other a scoff. Now there were plenty of ways where he could sort Feng Liu out. But this wasn't a matter of strength. It was a matter of 'endurance' and not just any kind... endurance for a SPECIAL kind of pain that only a few could ever inflict on them.
Ja Sun never considered himself a masochist and the legitimacy of that claim was not in question. The question was WHO does Bibi Dong likes 'hurting' more?
Bibi Dong being in closed-door cultivation made it clear that this matter happens to be something both of them needed to resolve once and for all. Personally.
Both, the slender, short-violet-haired woman and silver-maned youth continued to stare daggers at one another. Just their existence in the lounge within the ship made it clear that no one else wanted to be a part of this ridiculous discussion. Not even the kinds of Xiao Wu and Ja Yin.
Again.
THIS IS IMPORTANT!
It was as if the two were arguing for their existence!
It... couldn't be literally true, right?
"S- so? How far have you gone with Master?" Feng Liu clears her throat and regains her composure. It's hard but she achieves it nonetheless. It wouldn't do to make a mess of such a luxurious and tasteful setting.
"I'm married to her, dimwit. How far do you think we have gone?" Ja Sun sat over the marbled counter next to the sink and rested a side of his face over his palm with an annoyed huff escaping the confines of his lips.
Feng Liu looked at her... well, 'Superior.' Even she knows that her Master's husband cannot be her equal, much less inferior.
"Only Master gets to call me names," Feng Liu frowns and finds herself a seat, too, finding Ja Sun glancing over at her and nodding, "I can respect that."
His reply was truly a surprise to her. After all, to Feng Liu, Bibi Dong was the strongest until Qian Xunji came around, and then that god got beaten and abused to the inch of his life by the man sitting in front of her. She had the option to either adapt to the changes, go batshit crazy by such revelations, or grow numb to them. Her body instinctively chose the last of it. After all, despite being a Titled Douluo, Feng Liu still fails to comprehend the true depths of his strength and she is well aware of her position.
In fact, right now, her position on this ship was at the bottom of the social ladder. The idea of it made Feng Liu squeeze her thighs in somewhat and when she thinks she is discreet about it, Ja Sun's quiet scoff and, "Are you serious?" made it clear that she was not as sneaky as she imagined.
Fighting off the blush, Feng Liu stood up and looked rather proud. Her hands akimbo and her chest pushed out. To be fair, compared to others including humans, the Firebird Douluo had fairly modest breasts but she did make up for it with her thicker ass and thighs that fit her long, translucent stockings well under her thigh-covering shorts.
"What the hell does that mean?" She demands. Just because this man was the strongest around didn't mean she had to listen to him! Damn it! She is loyal to Bibi Dong! The best Spirit Empress the continent will ever produce!
Blanking out for a moment and then recovering his gaze, Ja Sun snorts a chuckle and soon he throws his head back in a guffaw. His laughter got boisterous ever so slightly. But others wouldn't know of it. Every room and corner of this ship was made to ensure privacy so that Ja Sun could be free of his teammate's moans should the desire strike them and they could be free of the sounds from his OWN 'shenanigans.'
A little intimidated by such a response as if she didn't lord over a region once with the virtue of being the highest realm of cultivation on the mortal ladder, Feng Liu gulped and took a step back.
Her voice now wavers as she demands in a meeker tone, "Y-you cannot be thinking something foolish, right? Master will never let you"
"Oh, I know," Ja Sun interjected with a short wheeze, "I just realized something else. We shouldn't really be confrontational at all."
Soon hugging and covering Yuehua from the back as she leaned into his embrace, Ja Sun whispered, "Hey, want to meet them? I can arrange for your family to"
"No, that would be ridiculous," Yuehua pouted, "I mean, WE already feel cluttered with the addition of Bing Bing, Snow, and Feng Liu. Wasn't this trip supposed to be more about the Sea God Island?" She turns around while still in his arms with the barest hint of annoyance in her pale blue pupils, "And Erlong is slumping in my room... I know I invited her an all but I also wanted to... train."
Her voice grew a tad bit scratchier at the last word as she leaned further into his embrace with no one watching them.
After all, Yuehua felt she had waited TOO long. And if she would have pressed for marriage in some fear that things might not work out if she just puts out... she simply knew Ja Sun better at this point.
He wanted to be with her just as much as he wanted to be with others and remain responsible for his actions... to a certain extent, at the very least, when it came to his... H-Harem...
'I'm part of it... right?' Yuehua was self-aware. She most definitely was a part of it.
"We can train," Ja Sun nodded with a bright grin, "I could call Ja Yin and Violet, too. Give them their homework and all."
Restraining the urge to roll her eyes, Yuehua glared at the man, "You could stop... playing around for once."
Ja Sun smirked and then looked around before his eyes landed on the pool, "Want to take a swim?"
Yuehua blinked in surprise.
The pool?
What?
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Alternate Title: Spank Buddies
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A/N: Clearly, this boat trip will be more of a smut chain than anything. Yuehua and others have their complete development and now the time is ripe to enjoy themselves... while beasts don't really need a better reason than just an itch to have it scratched, right?
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