After the tussle with Daichi and Lustra, Wukong and Yueyin stood right in front of the entrance to the Inferno Cavern-mythic, a place notorious for testing both body and soul. The atmosphere was thick with heat; their skin shone. And from within the rocky tunnels, the faint sound of moaning wind carved its way out, carrying promises of forbidden desires.
Wukong looks down at Yueyin, her cheeks still flushed from their kiss earlier. Her gaze eventually finds its way to his, a spark of primal, unsaid things inside them. "This place," she murmurs again, shivering despite the warmth. "It feels. different. Like the walls themselves are alive, pulsing with lust.
He steps in closer, brushes a strand of hair back behind her ear, his fingers splaying against her skin. "Whatever this cavern throws at us, we face it together," he says in a voice low and gravelly. He can feel the magnetic pull between them, stronger than ever, heightened by the cavern's enchantment. It is intoxicating, hard to think of much else but her.
They go deeper into the cave, the narrow pathways forcing them against each other. Wukong's arm reaches out, protectively wrapping around her waist, but only the feel of her curvaceous form pressed against him serves to feed the smoldering fire he'd kept at bay. Te can tell she is similarly affected, her breathing taut, and the hand that rests on his arm clings with a sure, tight grasp.
The tunnel opens up into an extravagant chamber, the walls lined with crimson crystal pulsing to a rhythm almost like a heartbeat. In the very center of the room lies a Scrying Pool, its waters shimmering with some otherworldly glow. They approach in caution but, peering into the pool, the surface ripples and a picture forms within it, a mirror image of their most ardent desires.
Temptation's Vision
In the water, he sees the image of Wukong and Yueyin, not as they stand now but lying together, naked. Indeed, in that vision, they lie naked, their limbs wrapped around each other as if in a most passionate embrace. Indeed, Yueyin's head is thrown back in ecstasy as her nails dig into Wukong's shoulders with all of her might, whereupon he thrusts into her as if with a kind of primitiveness. And their sounds of lovemaking fill this chamber, echoing off the walls, and feel all too real.
Yueyin gasps loudly, her face bright red. "What is this?" she whispers, shaking. She attempts to look away, but she is transfixed, unable to tear her eyes from the sight.
Wukong's heart is racing in his chest, his body responding to the vision in a manner he has no control over. "It's showing us what we want," he says, his voice husky. He takes a step backward, but the magic of the pool is too powerful, and it pulls him forward instead.
Yueyin's eyes meet his, and within their depths, he sees the same raging need he feels. "Wukong," she whispers, her tone a supplication.
He doesn't let her finish. He pulls her to him, slamming his lips onto hers in a kiss that sears. It is not gentle or sweet; it is fierce and demanding, an almost feral need fueled by the vision and unrelenting desire they had been holding at bay. She moans into his mouth as her hands fist in his hair, lifting her up, pressing her against the smooth crystal wall, warm from the heat of the earth.
Tell me to stop," he growls against her lips, hot breath tickling her skin as he trails kisses down her neck to bite lightly at that sensitive spot that makes her gasp.
"Don't stop," she whispers back, her voice airy with need, as she wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to feel the hard length of him pressed against her core.
Ecstasy and Danger: A Forbidden Moment
Wukong's hands wander down her body, slipping under her robes to stroke the silk of her thighs. He lifts her higher yet, his mouth clasping her breast, sucking hard on her nipple until she is crying out his name, her body arched against his. The sensation overwhelms her, fire coursing through her veins.
Yueyin," he pants, his voice full of love and desperation in equal measure. He grinds against her, the friction sending shivers of pleasure through them both. "I need you. Right here. Right now."
"Yes," she moans as her fingers dig into his back. "I need you too.
He pulls her robe aside, tugging until the robe falls onto the cold crystalline floor and reveals the soft, smooth skin beneath. His fingers slipped between her thighs, finding her wet and ready for him. She gasps, her head falling back against the crystal wall as he teases her, sliding his fingers in and out slowly, watching the way her body reacts, the way her lips part in a silent cry of pleasure.
But just as he is about to take her, the earth beneath them begins to shudder violently. The spell holding the cavern up changes, and in an instant, they are faced with hundreds of dark figures surrounding them, their eyes aglow like embers. The vision in the pool explodes in a mass of rippling water.
Wukong blinks back into the present, his eyes narrowing as he pulls Yueyin behind him, his staff appearing in a flash within his grasp. "It was a trap," he growls, furious with himself because he had almost lost his control.
Yueyin's chest heaves with deep breaths and her face is flushed, but she scrambles for composure, her blade already in her hand. "We were so close," she whispers, her voice full of both disappointment and relief.
He turns back to her, and for a fraction of a second, his eyes soften. "We will finish this later," he promises, a smirk tugging at his lips. "But first, let us see to these pests."
Dance of Death: Fighting as One
The shadow creatures lunge at them, but Wukong and Yueyin become as one, the passion of earlier channeling into their fighting. He whips around his staff with deadly precision; the golden flames lick at the shadows, sending them fleeing with each strike. Yueyin's blade gleams bright with moonlight, cutting through the dark like a silken ribbon slicing through night.
They dance back to back, their movements fluid and synchronized, their dancing feet a dance of lethal grace. The tension from their interrupted moment only heightens their connection, making them faster, stronger.
"Wukong, behind you!" Yueyin yells, and he spins around just in time, slamming his staff down on a creature that had been lunging for his back.
"Thanks, love," he grins, the word slipping out without thinking. It catches her off guard for a second, then she smiles a fierce, wild smile that sets his heart racing.
By the time the last of the shadows fall, they are left standing alone in the chamber, hard breathing, the heat between them almost as explosive as the fight itself.
She steps closer, her fingers trailing down his chest. "You called me 'love,'" she teases, though the air is still leashed with danger, making playful points dance in her eyes.
He tugs her close, eyes dark with desire. "Because that's what you are," he mutters as his lips brush hers. "And once we get out of here, I'll show you exactly just how much.
She kisses him once more, slow and deep, before leaning back with a smirk. "Then we'd best hurry."
Hand in hand, they turn toward the next challenge; their bodies hummed with the promise of what's to come.
To Be Continued…