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There were benefits to being a powerful witch - such as always being able to call up one's girlfriend. Kexing wouldn't say she took advantage of this but Zhou Zishu would most likely disagree.
Zhou Zishu had a 'business' meeting with Jing Beiyuan - which was code for Wu Xi was out of town and Jing Beiyuan desperately wanted company to help her watch Lu Ta, so she was enlisting Zhou Zishu's help. But Kexing also knew the love of her life - she could tolerate only so much of Jing Beiyuan's moping with her wife gone and would make herself scarce if there weren't drinks involved.
(And maybe Kexing also scried on Zhou Zishu just to make sure she was alone. What's a little scrying between lawfully wedded wives?)
And then A-Xu, her most beloved A-Xu, had the audacity to not answer her call!
She knew A-Xu was alone!
So she called again and this time she forced the call through.
Zhou Zishu didn't look impressed or surprised.
She was also very much not dressed and Kexing took a moment to properly appreciate her wife's ample assets.
"Really, Lao Wen, you couldn't wait until I was done in the bathtub?" Zhou Zishu asked, not bothering to cover herself up from her wife's eyes. She knew that it was a lost cause when it came to Kexing - at least this way Kexing was too busy drooling over her boobs to say anything.
"Who would want to miss this?" Kexing asked, very obviously staring.
"Hopefully everyone." Zhou Zishu muttered. She still had scars all over her body from when she'd drained all the magic out of her body in an attempt to escape a life and death pact she'd made with Princess Helian Yi. And well, she had escaped it thanks to the tireless work of Wu Xi. But it had nearly cost her a life. And it had left scars. Ones she knew Kexing didn't mind - and she had made herself quite clear on that matter - but Zhou Zishu still found herself uncomfortable with showing them off to nearly everyone.
Wu Xi had also seen them, but as a Shaman so it was under a much more medical circumstance. And frankly, Zhou Zishu would think the woman was incapable of experiencing lust if it wasn't for Beiyuan's enthusiastic stories otherwise. The stories Beiyuan had told her were not for polite company and tended to include the word 'ravaged' more than Zhou Zishu thought was quite necessary.
Kexing was pouting. though - Zhou Zishu's spoiled little wife couldn't live with the thought of not getting to see Zhou Zishu naked all the time, which was adorable and arousing all at once.
And well...Zhou Zishu had a captive audience. Jing Beiyuan and her adorable little hellion of a child were also out of the house for a while.
So with a casual smirk, she lifted her thighs out of the tub and hung them over the side. She saw her wife zero in on her now revealed pussy - if she let Kexing, Zhou Zishu knew she'd happily eat Zhou Zishu out for hours. But Kexing was back home, at the Four Seasons Manor, and Zhou Zishu was here.
"Do you like what you see?" Zhou Zishu asked innocently, rubbing one finger against her folds. Kexing whimpered. Which was all the encouragement Zhou Zishu needed to spread her cunt open and Kexing keened, leaning forward as though she could lean through her seeing stone and land face first in Zhou Zishu's pussy.
"Wish you were here." Zhou Zishu said with a sigh, rubbing at her clit.
"While teleportation is impossible," Kexing started, licking her lips, "I have learned a new spell to animate water. I could help you get off."
Zhou Zishu raised an eyebrow. "Really? You think animated water will get me off?"
Kexing nodded eagerly, already thinking of how hot it would be to see A-Xu's pussy all filled up. "Please? Let me try it."
Zhou Zishu sighed, hands falling away from her pussy. It closed up into just a cute pink furl between Zhou Zishu's legs and Kexing whimpered. It wasn't fair that such a hot sight was hidden from her.
"You'd think I was taking away your favorite toy," Zhou Zishu muttered. "Oh, wait, I am."
"A-Xu!" Kexing's shout was accompanied by a cute pout. And Kexing still couldn't figure out why Zhou Zishu enjoyed teasing her so much.
Zhou Zishu waved her hand. "Come on, Kexing. Give me your water."
Kexing was still pouting but she concentrated, chanting the spell underneath her breath to animate the water and put it under her command. It responded to her call eagerly and Kexing licked her lips in anticipation of what was to come.
"Hmm." Zhou Zishu hummed, eying the water. "I think I can see it. Lift some of it up?"
Kexing rolled her eyes just a bit, but did as asked, raising a single tendril from the water. Now that Zhou Zishu mentioned it, Kexing could see that it was a bit darker than Zhou Zishu's bath water had been, but it was fine if Zhou Zishu could see it.
"Now open wide!" Kexing said, eager to see if this worked.
Zhou Zishu gave Kexing a flat look that made Kexing shift in her seat, pants getting a little wetter than they had been previously. "You aren't waterboarding me." Zhou Zishu said finally.
"A-Xu! I would never!" Kexing protested. The tentacles might be made of water, but they wouldn't drown her A-Xu.
Zhou Zishu huffed and gave an imperial gesture of her hand. "Get on with it. But if you drown me, I'll spank your cunt until you learn your place."
"My place is serving you." Kexing recited innocently as she maneuvered the tentacle to Zhou Zishu's mouth and pushed it in.
Zhou Zishu's plush lips looked so delectable spread around the water that Kexing couldn't help herself and finally reached down between her legs for her neglected pussy. But she didn't want to neglect her A-Xu either! So she tried to focus through the blooming pleasure on another tentacle. This one was supposed to push up against Zhou Zishu's clit. And what a delectable little treat that was!
Kexing was almost jealous of the very constructs she had summoned. How dare they get to touch A-Xu's wonderful cunt when Kexing had to sit all the way away with no A-Xu pussy? She was starving!
Zhou Zishu moaned against the tentacle in her mouth, surprised to find that as promised, it wasn't like getting waterboarded at all. It felt rather more like one of the toys that she and Kexing used in bed - there was a little give if Zhou Zishu tried to bite down. She'd only tease Kexing a bit for having to rely on toys to get Zhou Zishu off - it would be delightful to see Kexing sputter and deny it.
Then came the prodding at her clit, under the water. Which was definitely an interesting sensation. Zhou Zishu rolled her hips a little bit, wondering if she'd be allowed to grind into the tentacle. While she could move her hips, it seemed that the pressure didn't change at all. Rude.
"I can see what you're doing, A-Xu. You have to have patience." Kexing said like Zhou Zishu didn't know she was touching herself just out of view. Someone was a bit of a hypocrite. Zhou Zishu hoped her glare reminded Kexing whose ass was on the line.
Besides, who knew exactly when Jing Beiyuan and her son would come back home from their little shopping trip? It was better to move now. Where was telepathy when one needed it?
Zhou Zishu instead opened her legs wider.
Kexing laughed. "Okay, A-Xu, I can take a hint."
And then Kexing proved she could not, in fact, take a hint by sliding a tentacle into Zhou Zishu's cunt. It was delightfully thick and nice to clench down on, but Zhou Zishu had never been able to get off on penetration alone and her brat of a wife knew it.
Then something lapped at her cunt and she moaned. It was warmer than the rest of the water and, unlike the tentacles in her cunt and mouth, actually felt wet. Almost like Kexing's mouth when her wife went down on her, but not quite.
Zhou Zishu closed her eyes and moaned, letting the pleasure build up in her.
Kexing was paying rapt attention to her wife. She couldn't tear her eyes away, even if she wanted to. A-Xu was like a goddess, legs and mouth open. Kexing rutted against her own hand, biting her lips to keep quiet and not disturb A-Xu having a religious experience in the bath.
Zhou Zishu's orgasm was gentle - a crest of pleasure after a long buildup. She moaned into the makeshift tentacle gag and felt her own orgasm heat up the water between her legs. The tentacle in her mouth pulled out, letting her pant quietly and stretch her jaw. It wasn't as sore as it could be - the tentacle hadn't been that thick but still, she'd kept it open for a while, and best not to stress it.
And then she slowly opened her eyes and caught sight of Kexing. Her beautiful Kexing, whose face was red with arousal. Her white hair was sticking to her face and Zhou Zishu didn't have to see her hands to know exactly what Kexing was doing.
"Lao Wen," she called out softly, "why don't you come for me?"
And Kexing did. Her body locked up, her pretty eyes rolled back, and she screamed for Zhou Zishu.
With still somewhat weak legs, Zhou Zishu got out of the bath and toweled herself mostly dry. She didn't dare touch between her legs, knowing that she would be far too sensitive. All the while, she got to enjoy Kexing's beautiful post-orgasm face. It always took her Lao Wen much longer to recover.
If they were home, Zhou Zishu would be tucking Kexing into bed to sleep it off or maybe moving to sit on Kexing's face so Kexing could keep eating her out while she recovered from her own orgasm. If she was feeling mean, she'd tuck a vibrator right against Kexing's clit and see how long until Kexing's body gave out. Last time it'd been four orgasms.
"A-Xu!" Kexing moaned again, reaching out for Zhou Zishu.
Zhou Zishu frowned at the floating orb displaying her wife. "I'll be home soon, Lao Wen, don't worry."