Low. The sound of a woman doing something she considers both duty and pleasure and has no interest in distinguishing between the two.
Her hand moving slowly along his shaft while her mouth worked.
"They're guarding the passage," he said.
His hand found her hair.
Not rough. Just — 'found' it, the way his hand had found things all evening and all day and across however long this had been.
"Mermaids. They're preventing crossing into the inner circle."
His cock was fully hard now. The shadow on her face had deepened.
"But they're letting the inner ones out."
His gaze was still on the ocean.
"What do they want."
Yu Xiang pulled off his balls.
"Mmhn~."
Licked the underside of his shaft in a single long stroke from root to crown.
"I don't know," she said, to his cock, which was at eye level and receiving more of her attention than the question.
She took the head into her mouth.
Closed her lips around it.
Sucked.
"Urgh—"
