167. Counting Spoils
Noa Atzmon watched as Rose Hightower collapsed beside her, remembering what Rose had told her earlier. "No one can keep pace with John, not even Senior Sister Patani. We will all become distant memories to him—let's make the memory last."
With that thought, she turned to John with a tantalizing smile, curling her finger to beckon him over.
John smiled knowingly as he climbed onto the bed and spread on his back.
Noa crawled to him and lay over his body. She pressed her lips to his, and they kissed softly. He pulled his hands out and wrapped his arms around her waist. As they kissed, she slowly moved her legs so she was straddling his hips. Once she was in position, she broke the kiss long enough to position his hardness at her entrance. She sat up and sank down his long shaft, and they moaned in unison as she lowered her mouth to his again.
His tongue slid into her mouth and rolled around searching for hers. She met his tongue and rubbed it in circles. He grabbed her hips and slowly began to lift her and lower her on his length. She groaned into his mouth as he controlled their rhythm, slowly sliding deeper into her, driving her crazy.
Breaking away from his mouth, she whispered against his lips, "I want to be in control." He licked her bottom lip and whispered. "That sounds amazing!"
He moved his hands to her bottom and began to knead her flesh. She pushed herself up so she was sort of doing a push-up over him. She began by raising her bottom up slowly so only his head was inside her, she squeezed her inner muscles and slid down his full length. He groaned loudly.
After the apocalypse, sex became more recreational than marital. In a world where survival hung by a thread, people seized moments of pleasure whenever they could. This remained true even in the relative safety of Cascadia.
Though Noa had quite a few sexual partners before, none commanded her respect like John did. For a woman, respect was a powerful aphrodisiac.
She rode him with total abandon; she ground her hips into him and felt him go deeper than he'd gone all night. She felt her insides shift to accommodate his length and girth and she loved every moment of it.
Her orgasm started at her toes as a tingling sensation. She curled her toes as electricity rode up her calves and settled in her belly. It uncurled and spread through her entire body, finally exploding out of the top of her head. She screamed and rocked back and forth on his cock while he sucked, bit, and flicked her nipples. Just as she was recovering and trying to remember how to breathe, she felt his cock swell inside her as if it were about to burst.
She quickly climbed off him and wrapped her mouth around him. His cock continued to swell inside her, edging but not yet ready to release.
She thrust her head down forcefully, taking almost his full length in her throat. Her gagging made her throat constrict intensely around him.
She slowly raised her head until only the tip remained in her mouth, then plunged back down again. She repeated this motion over and over, each time faster and more forceful, until she felt his vigorous throbbing as a rush of warmth flooded the depth of her throat.
She raised her head, letting his essence rush into her mouth to savor its taste. John cried out and whispered her name as wave after wave filled her mouth. She swallowed repeatedly until she was short of breath.
She released him from her mouth to catch air, only to see Rose take over. Rose's throat moved as she swallowed several times until the throbbing finally ceased.
Rose held John in her mouth for a few more moments. As soon as she released John, Rose hugged Noa and kissed her deeply, sharing their prize with her tongue.
They lay down in each other's embrace, and exhaustion finally took over as they drifted off to sleep.
… …
Watching the two beautiful women find peaceful contentment in each other's embrace, I relaxed with deep satisfaction. Yet, this wasn't the time for rest. Rising from the bed, I retrieved my silver bell from the pile of clothes Rose had removed earlier. From it, I retrieved a shiny silver pouch and began to count the spoils.
Precious medicines and rare minerals lay scattered across the bed.
Among the items were the jade sword and Soul Suppressing Bell, which appeared to be the fox vampire's only weapons. Though this was somewhat disappointing, it made sense—in a life-or-death situation, the vampire would have used any other valuable items it possessed.
I shook the pouch and mused aloud, "Why wouldn't they carry martial arts manuals on their journeys?"
"Probably to prevent this kind of situation." I answered myself with a sigh, then returned the precious medicines and rare minerals to the pouch. With a storage capacity far greater than the silver bell's, the pouch itself was also a treasure.
Beyond these material possessions, what I valued most was the fox vampire itself—a knowledgeable creature from a distinguished institution whose mastery of various techniques left observers in awe.
Consider, for instance, the external crystal of Fox Wonderland.
The twelve external crystals, all made of jade, were refined treasures. This differed fundamentally from the Vampire Devouring External Crystal, which was condensed from jade dew within the body.
Moreover, regarding its function, the Vampire Devouring External Crystal served as a substitute for the crystal core. Concealed within the sea of essence, it merges vampiric cultivation with the human body. Though it lacks connection to the major orifices and meridians, it still requires the physical body to manifest vampiric power.
The Fox Wonderland external crystal floats in midair, completely independent of the wielder. Its sole purpose is storing essence, and its vampiric power can only supplied to artifacts like the Soul Suppressing Bell. If needed, it can even self-destruct to drive away enemies.
Clearly, the young fox had only known the external crystal through legends and lacked true understanding. Working with the Leviasaur, they developed the Vampire Devouring External Crystal through experimentation.
No wonder there were so many hidden risks... The Vampire Devouring External Crystal bears no resemblance to the Fox Wonderland version whatsoever.
With the Fox Wonderland foxvamp's consciousness now available, I would make fewer mistakes while deducing martial arts.
I opened the panel.
My gaze swept over the Will Embodiment of Sword.
The method used by the fox vampire to control the sword was quite interesting. I wondered if it could help me further improve this martial art of the Sanctum of Cloud Citadel.
Collecting my thoughts, I spent a thousand years condensing a Mind Shard, and then poured the absorbed lifespan into the Will Embodiment of Sword.
[In the first year, you swallow the Mind Shard and try to deduce the Will Embodiment of Sword]
[Lifespan extends by twenty years]
As the absorbed lifespan gradually decreased, countless consciousnesses awakened, and even Moonfeather joined the discussion.
A series of prompts were filled with all kinds of strange ideas.
[In the 137th year, the Will Embodied Knight Sword you condensed is suspended in the air. You stare at the Knight Sword and think hard, the vampires are arguing endlessly in your ears. The Fox Wonderland foxvamp looks at the group of vampires, as if remembering something, comes to your side and makes a small suggestion]
[A Leviasaur in the water, a tiger in the mountain, both have yin and yang attributes, and also consistent with the Dragon and Tiger traditional concept of the east, why not...]
[In the 162nd year, with the help of the Fox Wonderland foxvamp, you successfully combined the Mountain Lord and the Leviasaur into a yin and yang fish. You and the Fox Wonderland foxvamp squat beside the Knight Sword, observing the changes with great interest.]