Illusionist - Ryeji

For Next Time

Apologies for typos ahead of time. Also, I find it rather punny that I named chapter four, for next time :3 ... sorry it's late.
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"Fucking hell Ryujin!" Yeji gasped, feeling herself growing weak yet tense at the same time. Heat waves rolling through her body from the bottom up. A dizziness to her head as if she was spun like a top.

To be fair, she did ask for it.

It's not like she wasn't enjoying it...

It's just, she didn't know how much longer she could stay conscious. Ryujin was nearly a machine, the way she curled and pumped her fingers inside of her from behind. Her one hand fisted in Yeji's brown hair, pulling to expose that perfect neck. The pain was desirable, she liked how Ryujin took her rough and raw.

She was absolutely drenched, surely dripping down her thighs like a sticky syrup. She lost count of how many times Ryujin made her crumble, made her roll over the edge to climax.

"I just can't get enough of you." Yeji remembered her saying, just before the hand in her locks covered her mouth, suppressing her noise for the sake of their neighboring tent residents. Though, it was probably far too late given the previous rounds.

Yeji's hips bucked, her back arched up and her waist moved till she was practically sitting on Ryujin's lap. She was so close, only for Ryujin to remove her fingers.

"Easier this way." She said as a reply to the Illusionist's needy whine. Her hand moved from behind to the front, slipping into her heat once more. Her palm rubbing against her clit with each movement. Ryujin was also enjoying herself, finally being able to have Yeji the way she wanted. Perhaps it was more just lust and pleasure driven. But, apart of Ryujin thought there was some emotional aspect. She wanted to love the girl even with society's state.

Yeji's eyes rolled back, her hands gripping onto Ryujin's thighs as to try and prepare herself. Her core tightening, and her body tumbling once more. Ryujin's hand on her mouth was slobbered, and her hips spasmed once again onto her digits.

"Did that help, Yeddeong?" Ryujin asked, feeling her fingers be clenched and coated once more. She placed kisses to Yeji's neck, feeling her grow limp in her arms before her high subsided. She passed out a moment later, whispering Ryujin's name as her eyes fluttered closed.

She could run, could escape back to her castle. She cringed at the idea, softly laying Yeji down and taking her time to admire her.

Every curve, every scar. She was a rose so delicate but surrounded by her own thorns. Just looking at her made Ryujin calm to a mental state so deeply filled with a strange tenderness.

"So quick, Yeji." She said, relaying how fast they had gotten to this stage. "I hope you don't regret me."

She sighed, finally laying down next to her and pulling the covers up.

"I don't regret you." She whispered before joining the brunette in dreaming.

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"Ryujin, hey, darling..." The raven-haired heard, blinking her eyes open to see Yeji laying in front of her, a hand gently stroking against her cheek. The sun was out apparently, the tent slightly brighter and light peeking through the crack on the flap like door. "Would you like to try using your power today?" She whispered, her voice so soft it was nearly unheard.

"Mm yeah." Ryujin said, still partly dazed. She was about to fall back asleep, but a powerful hand grabbed her arm and yanked her. "EH?!" Ryujin was sure awake then.

"Shh, we're up before most." Yeji said, standing and pressing her bare self right up against Ryujin's back, slinging her arms around her waist.

But, Yeji was also standing in front of her fully clothed; arms folded with a smirk on her face. Ryujin turned her head, seeing Yeji's red eyes up close to confirm she cloned herself. She just didn't know which one was the clone.