Her Tentacles 40

Chapter 40: Indulgence

The dress became an obstacle to further skin-on-skin contact.

A few minutes ago, Lin Ran had only been indulgent, wanting Shu Yao to vent her almost frantic emotions on her. If her girlfriend wanted to kiss, she would kiss. If she wanted to hug, she would hug.

Even in the process, she had gently held the person who was so lost in the kiss that she seemed to be about to slide off her, but Shu Yao didn’t care at all if she was going to roll off the sofa and onto the carpet. Her movements were filled with a madness that seemed to want to perish with the whole world.

And so, the black dress of light-forged satin, which had looked so good on her girlfriend when she had paid for it, was now so difficult to pull at, with its complex, ribbon-like, overlapping fabric—

She straddled Lin Ran’s lap in frustration, as if she didn’t understand why she couldn’t unwrap this gift from heaven.

Her girlfriend was so beautiful. From her hair to her toes, she was like a work of art meticulously carved by a god. Just as Shu Yao had joked with Situ Jin before, not to be greedy for her body would be like being a eunuch.

She couldn’t wait to get more emotions from Lin Ran. If it was a passion and desire that was completely different from her usual self, appearing on Lin Ran’s face, it would be an unparalleled feast for her.

That’s what Shu Yao thought.

But now, she could only rest her head on her girlfriend’s smooth shoulder and complain tearfully, “Why can’t I tear it open?”

“Mmm?”

Hearing her words, Lin Ran seemed to suddenly understand something. She took her hand and, along the open zipper on the side of her shoulder, used her finger as a knife, like cutting paper, and pulled the zipper all the way down, beyond its original length—

More jade-like skin poured out from under the black fabric.

Her tone was filled with a gentle smile. She held her hand, as if teaching a child to write, and taught her how to reveal more of herself, until Shu Yao’s chaotic brain followed her movements, watching the zipper extend infinitely, until the entire dress was opened and split in two.

The fabric that had once been so firmly wrapped around her became a piece of cloth that could be completely torn off with a single pull.

And she held Shu Yao’s hand, placed it on the corner of her collarbone, and peeled the black dress off her body, bit by bit, her tone even soothing:

“Isn’t it torn open now?”

Shu Yao: “!”

Her eyes were filled with the light of spring. She thought in a daze, ah, I think I’m going to go even crazier.

…

As if seeing a legendary painting made by a demon, which would drive anyone who saw it mad, Shu Yao was like the fans attracted by the painting, wanting to kiss every inch of this perfect work. And in a daze, she heard the childish voices that had appeared in this room on that rainy night again.

【Comfortable kiss, want, wuwu】

【Pet the jar spirit?】

Shu Yao could even curve her lips into a smile with tears in her eyes, treating these insane auditory hallucinations as the background music for this prelude to a carnival.

Until her palm pressed on Lin Ran’s lap—

Because her kisses and caresses were too comfortable, Lin Ran, who couldn’t help but want to indulge, realized that she would not be able to completely control these tentacles at that time. The image of her girlfriend being frightened by the various abnormalities that had appeared on her body in the past few days was still vivid in her mind. She suddenly understood what the other person wanted.

And, she wanted to let Shu Yao relax.

Lin Ran only had some general guesses about the changes happening to her now, but she had no substantial evidence. So the most important thing was to let her girlfriend find peace from this panic. As long as she gave Shu Yao a strong enough sensory stimulation, then even if she was aroused, she should not have the time to listen to the voices of the tentacles.

So she turned and held Shu Yao’s hands, and kissed the tip of her nose. “Let me do it, okay?”

The person sitting on her, who was so captivated by her disheveled hair that she couldn’t resist, nodded randomly and immediately threw the thought of being the top to the back of her mind.

Shu Yao even made a move she had never imagined before. As if in return for Lin Ran teaching her how to take off her dress, she also took the initiative to pull the other’s hand and place it on her own thigh.

Compared to Lin Ran’s exquisitely made and hard-to-pull-down little black dress, Shu Yao’s starry sky dress was much more sensible. The crisscross design of the shoulder straps on the back, even if someone were to embrace her from behind with their arms outstretched, would still allow their palms to easily linger on any part of the skin they wanted to get close to.

And the high-slit hem also made her look like a flower in full bloom on a branch, facing the rising sun. The petals opened layer by layer, and even the fragrant stamen was clearly visible.

Although her dress was still on.

Even the gray hem was spread out on the sofa. But compared to her girlfriend, whose black dress had become a tattered cloth and had been thrown to the side, Shu Yao was the one who was red from head to toe.

Even the hollow of her shoulder was pink.

One of her long legs always slipped from Lin Ran’s knee, and she almost fell off several times. After being pulled back up and fixed in her arm, she still couldn’t help but sway, as if she couldn’t withstand the rocking of the waves as the ship sailed.

At first glance, she seemed very relaxed, but in fact, from the instep to the tips of her toes, she was as tense as if she were dancing ballet. Even the veins on her instep were visible, and she began to tremble as if in a spasm.

Her eyes were dazed, her pupils unfocused. Only her sweaty palms, again and again, disregarding the fireworks exploding in her senses, tried their best to cling to Lin Ran’s neck, like a drowning person desperately grabbing onto a piece of driftwood.

Even though the one who had pushed her into the water again and again was, in fact, Lin Ran.

Although it wasn’t raining outside, and the humidity in this room was not high in the middle of the night, she just felt as if her whole body was submerged in water. Even with her mouth and nose, it was difficult to transport fresh oxygen to her lungs.

Even her cheeks were flushed as if from lack of oxygen.

When her whole body trembled as if in a spasm, she would call out her girlfriend’s name repeatedly. And at this time, Lin Ran would gently press on her lower back, pulling her deeper into her embrace, and in her silent, screaming mouth, she would lick away the tears seeping from the corners of her eyes, bit by bit.

But as she licked away these tears, the monster’s eyes were filled with regret.

Her dark eyes, while her girlfriend’s consciousness was dissipating, greedily watched the liquid slowly flowing down the skin of her human calf, under the hem of her dress.

The monster, who was distracted by suppressing the thoughts of its tentacles and even ordering them to remain in a mimicked state without moving, could only watch as the wetness slid down her calf, past her ankle, and finally gathered at the tip of her toes for a long time.

Plop.

It dripped onto the tip of the glossy black high heel on the floor.

…

Shu Yao really couldn’t hear any strange sounds anymore, because her ears were filled with her own sounds: the unbearable whimpers, the broken sounds of being unable to breathe, and the voice that sounded like she was crying and acting spoiled, always calling her girlfriend’s name:

“Lin Ran, Lin Ran…”

The fireworks in her mind exploded again and again, surpassing the firework show on the cruise ship before, and even more magnificent than the jellyfish tide. When she was briefly released, Shu Yao slid down, her whole body limp, and fell onto the carpet. She saw her scattered skirt hem.

This time, Lin Ran did not help her up again.

And she just stared blankly at the Van Gogh sunflower printed on the hem of her skirt.

The gray sunflower petals were like steel spikes, twisting and opening toward the rising sun, baring their fangs and claws, very close to her current reckless mental state.

And she, like this sunflower, twisted her upper body, wanting to embrace the person who was leaning over her from behind, like a moth to a flame. But she didn’t know if it was because the ship was rocking too much in the waves, or if she had really lost all her strength. Every time she was about to get close to her girlfriend, her knees would slide further away.

This time, she cried even harder.

Even her voice, calling her girlfriend’s name, was filled with grievance. Until who knows how much later, she was carried into the bathtub by Lin Ran. In the full tub of hot water, she lay in the other’s arms, her eyelids caressed by the other’s fingertips, as she asked her:

“Are you okay?”

Shu Yao was quiet for a while before she slowly shook her head.

She turned around, letting the long dress, which was about to fall off, float on the surface of the water. And in this small bathtub, she had to embrace her girlfriend face to face, even though this willfulness caused a lot of water to be splashed out of the bathtub.

So Lin Ran could only hold her tightly again, until it seemed someone knocked on the door outside. Shu Yao vaguely heard Situ Jin’s voice, but she just stared blankly at the half-full tub of water, her expression blank.

After her girlfriend came back, she showed a pitiful expression, clinging to the edge of the bathtub, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Where did you go? I waited for you for a long time. The water is cold.”

In order to warm her up again, Lin Ran refilled the tub with water—

But later.

Only the floating gray long dress was left in the bathtub.

And Shu Yao was pressed against the narrow sink, her back against the cold mirror. In the warmth she provided, she was dazed and returned to the time when she had been caught sneaking lychees at home and was pressed against the refrigerator for a kiss.

One side was cold, the other was hot.

A world of ice and fire, it made her feel as if her body were a tattered doll that had been roasted and then thrown into an ice bucket.

Shu Yao couldn’t remember how long this apocalyptic carnival of indulgence had lasted.

She couldn’t even count how many times day and night had been reversed. She just fell asleep in a daze every time, and when she woke up, she would see the mottled marks left on her body, touch them with great tenderness, and then hug her girlfriend and fall asleep again.

In these few days.

She didn’t see any strange scenes, didn’t smell any disgusting other people, and didn’t hear any childish voices. It was as if she had relaxed from the depths of her soul, and her whole person was like a koala, hanging on her girlfriend, even needing to be fed while sitting on her lap, lazily waiting for her to feed her.

And the madness that had been pent up in her gradually turned into the embers after a fire. Her sleep quality also became more and more stable. The last time Shu Yao woke up from bed, there was no familiar embrace behind her.

Lin Ran went out again?

Shu Yao was in a daze for a while, thinking that she had gone out to order food from the waiters again.

But at this moment.

Lin Ran appeared in the depths of this cruise ship, a place where few people came except for the crew. The air was extremely stagnant, and the fishy smell of the seawater was mixed with the smell of other ship’s steel parts, and the smell was even a little pungent.

But she ignored it, her heels stepping over the puddles on the ground, one hand in the pocket of her thin windbreaker, her gaze scanning left and right for a moment.

The moment the water splashed and stood still.

The tentacles, which had endured for many days without being allowed to move, were finally given the order to be unsealed. They carnival-like, accurately grabbed a creature hidden in the nearby darkness—

It was a being with the upper body of a mackerel and the lower body of two human legs.

Looking closely, one could even see that he was wearing the uniform of a waiter from the VIP cabin area.

Lin Ran expressionlessly met his fish eyes for a moment. In his trembling, teary eyes, she thought:

What a pity. I hate eating fish the most.

So she used her tentacles to hold this creature and shook it, and interrogated it simply and brutally, “Where is that high-level abyss species?”