Transmigration; Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Uncle-Chapter 406; Shuyin 2

time, though his voice lacked conviction now. "Are you sure this is what you want? You’re drunk. In the morning, you might regret....."

"I won’t regret it," she interrupted, her voice husky and certain despite the alcohol slurring her words slightly. "I’ve wanted this....." She pulled his head down until their foreheads touched, her eyes intense and focused despite her intoxicated state. "I don’t need perfect. I just need you."

The elevator chimed softly, announcing their arrival at the penthouse level. The doors opened directly into Lu Yuze’s private apartment, a security feature that ensured complete privacy. The space beyond was dark except for the city lights filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows, creating dramatic shadows and illumination that made the expansive open floor plan look both inviting and intimate.

Lu Yuze guided Shuyin out of the elevator, his arm around her waist keeping her steady as they moved through the darkened living area. He didn’t bother turning on the lights, the ambient glow from outside provided enough visibility to navigate, and somehow the darkness felt appropriate for this moment that existed outside their normal reality.

They made it halfway across the living room before Shuyin stopped walking, her hands gripping his torn shirt and pulling him to face her. The mermaid enchantment swirled around them both, making the air feel thick and charged with supernatural energy that responded to her emotional state and physical desire.

"Here," she demanded, trying to pull him down to the floor right where they stood.

"Not here," Lu Yuze said firmly, though his hands on her waist betrayed how much restraint was costing him. "The bedroom. At least let me give you that much."

He swept her into his arms despite her protest, carrying her the remaining distance through the apartment to the master bedroom. The space was dominated by a massive bed with pristine white linens that gleamed in the moonlight streaming through the windows. Lu Yuze had stayed here occasionally when business kept him in the city late, but the room had always felt impersonal and temporary, just another luxury space designed for function rather than feeling.

Tonight, though, with Shuyin in his arms and mermaid enchantment making the air shimmer with possibility, it felt transformed into something significant.

He set her down carefully on the edge of the bed, kneeling in front of her so they were at eye level. His hands came up to cup her face gently, thumbs brushing across her flushed cheeks. "Last chance," he said quietly, giving her one final opportunity to change her mind despite knowing she wouldn’t take it. "Are you absolutely certain this is what you want?"

Shuyin answered by pulling him forward into a kiss that left no room for doubt or hesitation, her fingers tangling in his hair as she claimed his mouth with fierce determination. The jasmine scent intensified, wrapping around them both like a physical presence, and Lu Yuze felt the last of his careful control finally shatter under the combined assault of her desire and supernatural influence.

He stood, pulling her up with him, his hands already working at the fastenings of her clothing while she attacked the remaining barriers of his shirt and vest with equal urgency. The torn fabric gave way easily, falling to the floor in pieces as they shed the layers between them with desperate efficiency.

The city lights painted patterns across their skin as clothing dropped away, creating a tableau of shadows and illumination that turned their bodies into art. Shuyin’s mermaid nature manifested visibly in the moonlight, the faint shimmer of scales that appeared along her shoulders and collarbone when strong emotion overwhelmed her control, the slight luminescence of her skin that spoke of her supernatural heritage.

Lu Yuze had seen glimpses of these manifestations before, during moments of intense feeling or magical exertion, but never like this. Never in a context of desire and surrender and complete vulnerability on both sides.

"Beautiful," he murmured, his hands tracing the patterns of scales with reverent touch, fingers following the delicate shimmer along her collarbone and shoulders as if mapping something precious. "You’re absolutely beautiful."

The words made Shuyin pause, genuine surprise flickering across her features even through the haze of alcohol and desire. "You think so?" Her voice carried vulnerability that hadn’t been there moments before, a raw honesty that the enchantment and intoxication had stripped bare. "It’s rare for someone to think I’m beautiful without that greedy thought of wanting to pluck the scales away. They’re worth a fortune to the right buyers."

She’d learned that lesson early in her existence as a mermaid, that her beauty came with danger, that people saw her supernatural manifestations and calculated value rather than appreciating the wonder. The scales that appeared when her emotions ran high were literally priceless in certain markets, harvested from mermaids who rarely survived the extraction. It had made her cautious, guarded, careful about revealing her true nature to anyone.

But Lu Yuze’s expression held no calculation, no greed, no assessment of monetary worth. Just pure appreciation and something deeper that looked dangerously like worship.

"Yes, very beautiful," he said with absolute conviction, his hands continuing their gentle exploration of the scaled patterns. "You are mine. Not as a possession to exploit, but as someone I choose and who chooses me. These scales, this part of you, it’s precious because it’s you, not because of what someone might pay for them."

He looked at her and caressed her like he was worshipping something sacred, his touch reverent and careful and completely focused on her rather than what she could provide him. The difference between his approach and every other person who’d discovered her mermaid nature was so stark it made her chest tighten with emotion she couldn’t quite name.

Using her mermaid strength, the supernatural power that made her far stronger than her delicate appearance suggested, Shuyin suddenly pushed against his shoulders and flipped their positions. Lu Yuze let out a surprised sound as his back hit the mattress, and then she was the one straddling him, her legs on either side of his hips, her hair falling forward to create a curtain around both their faces.

Before she could proceed with whatever she had in mind for this new position, Lu Yuze’s hand came up to curve around the back of her neck, fingers threading into her hair as he dragged her closer with gentle insistence. His lips met hers in a kiss that stole whatever breath the position change had left her.

He kissed her passionately, thoroughly, as if he could pour every unspoken feeling into the connection of their mouths. His free hand caressed her back with deliberate slowness, fingers tracing her spine, gently massaging the muscles that tensed and relaxed under his touch in response to the sensations he was creating.

Shuyin kissed him back vehemently, matching his intensity with her own, her hands braced on his chest for balance. It wasn’t as if they hadn’t seen each other’s nakedness before, he’d cared for her through injuries and illnesses, had bathed her when she was too weak to manage alone, and had tended to her body with clinical efficiency during her recovery from various traumas. But this was different, fundamentally and completely different. This wasn’t a medical necessity or practical care. This was choice and desire and the deliberate decision to be vulnerable with each other in ways they’d never allowed before.

Lu Yuze’s hands moved to her shoulders, applying gentle pressure as he tried to push her back down, attempting to reverse their positions so he could be in control of what happened next. But Shuyin didn’t budge, her mermaid strength keeping her firmly in place despite his efforts, her body remaining exactly where she’d positioned herself.

"You want to be on top? The one in control?" Lu Yuze asked, amusement coloring his voice even as his breathing quickened with arousal. The question carried no judgment or disapproval, just genuine curiosity mixed with appreciation for her assertiveness. It wasn’t something he minded, quite the opposite, actually, so long as she understood what she was doing and what this position would entail.

"Why not? It’s allowed, right? There’s no rule against it!" Shuyin responded hoarsely, her voice roughened by the combination of alcohol and desire and the jasmine enchantment that still permeated the air around them. Her statement carried the confidence of someone who’d researched this topic thoroughly, who’d spent time as a mermaid watching human behavior and learning about intimacy through observation across centuries of existence.