Extra: Twelve Water Moon Mirror Flowers
Deep in the heart of Shanjian City lies a secret lotus pond. The water in the pond is not ordinary, but rather "calm water" that condenses the moonlight and spiritual flow. It is extremely clear, yet calmer and more flexible than ordinary water, and feels like cool and smooth silk.
Indra often enjoyed quiet contemplation here. Today, he had shed his elaborate outer robes, wearing only a thin, misty, moon-white undershirt, and waded barefoot into the water. The water flowed over his slender ankles and calves, soaking the hem of his shirt. The fabric clung to his skin, outlining the faint curves of his waist and hips. Like a graceful white carp, he slowly swam toward the center of the pond, his sandy-gold hair spreading through the water like a stream of light.
This was the scene Ashura encountered when he arrived. The water rippled, and the fragmented light of the sky, along with the shimmering water, flowed across that white back and floating golden hair, a scene both holy and inexplicably alluring. His bloodshot eyes darkened slightly, and he slipped into the water almost silently, his powerful aura disturbing the tranquility of the pool.
Indra seemed to sense something and glanced back. He saw Ashura breaking through the current, his long red and black hair splashing like ink in the water. His muscular body, defined by distinct lines and a sense of strength, formed a stark contrast to the water's suppleness. His swimming style wasn't as graceful as Indra's, but more like a deep-sea beast locked on its prey, with a fierce aggression.
"Your Majesty, how come you have the time to come here today?" Indra stopped moving, floating in the water, with a faint smile in his golden eyes, watching the other party approaching.
Ashura didn't answer, simply approaching, reaching out to grab his waist. But Indra, like a truly slippery fish, swayed his waist gently, deftly maneuvering through the current, leaving behind only a trail of tiny bubbles and a faint smile. "What are you hiding from?" Ashura's voice drifted through the water, muffled and indistinct, yet all the more compelling. He approached again, this time even faster, his arm slicing through the current, stirring up a surge.
Indra easily dodged the attack again, even deliberately swimming a half-circle around Asura, his fingertips tracing his sturdy arm, bringing a slight tickling sensation before quickly withdrawing. "Playing in the water has its own pleasure. Your Majesty, why be so anxious?" His voice, with the soft tremor of water waves, struck Asura's heart.
This was clearly a provocation. Ashura narrowed his red eyes, showing no mercy, and lunged forward with all his might!
The water rippled slightly, and this time, Indra seemed unable to avoid it. He firmly grasped his waist, and the two of them were instantly close. The thin wet clothes seemed almost invisible, and they could clearly feel the warmth and curves of each other's bodies. Indra seemed surprised, his golden eyes slightly widened, and his hand subconsciously pressed against Asura's solid chest.
Ashura's lips curled in triumph, and he looked down at the person in his arms. The water rippled around them, and strands of Indra's golden hair clung to his cheeks and neck, while droplets of water cascaded down his delicate jawline and into the slightly open neckline. The water's reflection in his eyes, like a shimmering golden hue, unexpectedly added a touch of breathtaking allure to his features than usual.
"I caught you." Asura whispered, stroking the wet clothes on Indra's waist with his thumb, feeling the warmth and tenderness underneath.
Indra suddenly smiled, a smile that seemed hazy in the ripples, yet sly. He didn't push away the hand on Ashura's chest, but instead gently stroked it. His fingertips, like feathers, brushed across the outline of his chest muscles, feeling the muscles tense instantly beneath his hand.
"Really?" he asked softly, and his other hand quietly slid down, and under the cover of the water, gently touched the inside of Asura's tight thigh.
Asura's breathing hitched, and the arm around Indra's waist suddenly tightened. In the water, all senses became more acute, and the subtle touch through the slippery fabric carried a different kind of warmth and arousal.
Di Shitian took the opportunity to twist her waist slightly, slipping a little from his embrace like a nimble fish, but instead of moving away, she moved closer, almost feeling each other's breath. Their bodies occasionally rubbed lightly in the water, their legs and feet inadvertently intertwining, causing tiny currents of water to glide across each other's most sensitive parts.
Asura's Adam's apple rolled, and the red in his eyes deepened, almost blending with the deep blue of the pool water. He lowered his head, searching for the moist lips so close.
Indra tilted his head slightly, letting the kiss land on the corner of his lips. He chuckled, his breath transforming into tiny bubbles that brushed against Asura's cheek: "Your Majesty... you don't seem to be that agile in the water."
These words simply added fuel to the fire. Ashura no longer hesitated, gripping the back of his head with one hand and kissing him fiercely. The kiss, carrying the coolness of the pool water and the scorching heat of their bodies, entangled and deepened, stirring the surrounding water and forming a small vortex.
At first, Indra held a token hesitation, but in a flash, he let down his guard in this warm closeness. He gently wrapped his arms around Ashura's neck, his fingertips gently weaving into his thick red hair, silently responding to his affection. Embracing each other in the water was particularly magical. The thinning oxygen in the hazy waves brought a subtle tremor, which made their closeness even more real.
Their figures slowly leaned against each other in the water, gently spinning and sinking with the waves. Their soaked clothes and hair drifted gently in the water, like two water plants symbiotically growing in the azure waters, naturally entwined and intertwined. Ashura's palm slid slowly down Indra's slightly chilled back, pausing briefly as it passed his waist. Then, gently supporting his waist, he pulled him closer to his own, allowing their two hearts, tightly connected, to more clearly feel each other's warmth.
Indra uttered a muffled whimper, swallowed by the current and transformed into a rapid stream of bubbles. His slender legs instinctively wrapped around Asura's waist, the thin golden chain around his ankles swaying in the water.
Just when Asura was about to lose control and wanted to completely possess the person in his arms under the water, Indra suddenly exerted force and brought him to the surface of the water.
There was a "crash" sound.
The two emerged from the water, breathing heavily. Fresh air rushed into their lungs, carrying the delicate fragrance of lotus leaves. Indra lay on Asura's shoulder, panting slightly, his cheeks flushed, his golden eyes sparkling, his lips swollen from kisses. His soaked undershirt was almost transparent, clinging to his body, outlining every alluring line.
Ashura hugged him, his breathing also unstable, his red eyes staring at his aroused expression, his arms like an iron hoop, refusing to let go.
Di Shitian caught his breath and looked up at him. His eyes still held the lingering emotion, but he had regained a bit of his cunning. His fingertips gently traced the tiny red mark on Asura's collarbone, which he had left without knowing when. His voice was tinged with laughter, and his breath brushed against his ear:
"Now... who has caught whom, my Lord God of War?"
Drops of water kept dripping from their hair and cheeks, falling on the rippling surface of the pool, stirring up circles of ripples, disturbing the moonlight and skylight in the pool, and also disturbing each other's heartbeats.
Ashura didn't answer, but instead sealed all unspoken words with a deeper kiss. The lotus leaves quietly concealed the endlessly charming ripples beneath the water.
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