Haoran gently pushed Ziyan on the bed, letting her rest as he looked down at her, grinning.
"I pity your fiance." He whispered into her ears, "I get to taste you first."
Ziyan blushed, but added, "And last."
"Hm?"
Ziyan looked to the side, embarrassed. "First and last. I, It's not like I'm planning to get married or find a companion someday. So..."
Haoran smiled at that, "I see. So you want to just be with me?"
"....Mn."
Haoran felt a sense of satisfaction hearing that as he loomed her, his heavy, black and gold silk robes contrasting sharply against the pristine sheets of the king-sized bed.
Just then, he pressed his weight into her, pinning her wrists above her head.
"Ah~," Ziyan let out a soft, needy moan, her black cat ears twitching with anticipation and her long, slender tail lashing back and forth across the mattress.
The frills of her maid outfit were bunched up around her waist, leaving her pale thighs exposed and trembling.
