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.

Haoran’s gold eyes burned with a predatory hunger as he looked down at her.

He didn’t rush, after all, they have plenty of time. So instead, he began to trail hot, wet kisses down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin just enough to make her shiver.

He moved lower, his tongue swirling around her nipples through the thin fabric of her maid bodice.

"Mmmn~!" Ziyan arched her back, her chest heaving as she gasped for air, her small hands clawing at the silk of his robes, desperate to pull him closer.

He reached down, sliding his hand beneath the lace of her panties and finding her pussy already drenched.

He slid two fingers deep inside her with a sudden thrust, causing Ziyan to cry out, her toes curling.

"..so...sudden!?"

He pumped his fingers rhythmically, stretching her open while his thumb ground relentlessly against her clit, and as he tried to go deeper, he felt a barrier.

"Your hymen..."

"Don’t... say...it~!"

Haoran just chuckled at that and went back to playing with her clit.

In an instant, Ziyan’s hips bucked wildly, her cat tail wrapping tightly around Haoran’s leg as she neared a peak, her breath coming in ragged, shallow whimpers.

Hungry for more, Haoran shifted his weight and sat back, releasing her wrists.

He didn’t say a word, simply glancing down at his own hardening cock.

Ziyan stared at it, confused. She looked up at him, as if asking him what he wanted her to do, then, as if realising something, she nodded.

"...y-you can put it in..." She said, thinking that Haoran was asking her for permission.

Haoran almost laughed at that, but he corrected her, "No. Suck it."

Ziyan blinked. Twice. Her eyes then widened when his words finally registered, "S-Suck it? I-Is that possible?"

What is this? Can a mouth be used for something like this? That’s... that’s just too lewd!

"Hurry." Haoran stated firmly.

Hearing that, she no longer hesitated as she slid down the bed on her knees, her maid outfit fluttering around her.

She thought that these kind of thing was probably normal. She wouldn’t know, after all, she’s a virgin, and the lewdest thing she have ever seen was kissing.

So, she just had to trust Haoran. After all, he has more experience than her.

Without hesitation, she reached for the tie of his robe, undoing it with trembling fingers to reveal his thick, throbbing cock springing free.

It was heavy and veiny, the head already leaking a bead of clear pre-cum.

’So this is a man’s...’ she thought, ’It looked so lewd...and big. Can this thing even fit inside me?’

She stared at it for a few moments before she leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick the tip of his glans.

Thankfully, her lineage didn’t give her a cat’s tongue, or her licking would feel like getting scratched by sandpaper.

She looked up at him with wide, pleading eyes before opening her mouth and sliding her lips over the head.

She started slow, swirling her tongue around the rim before sucking him in deep.

"Yes, that’s it." Haoran groaned, his fingers tangling in her black hair, guiding her rhythm.

Ziyan worked him with fervor, her cheeks hollowing as she created a powerful vacuum.

"You’re a natural." Haoran whispered, "Now, take it deep."

At his words, she immediately slid further down, taking the entire length of his shaft into her throat.

She gagged slightly, her eyes watering as his cock hit the back of her throat, but she didn’t pull away.

Instead, she pushed deeper, deepthroating him with a desperate intensity, her throat muscles squeezing tight around him.

Haoran breathed heavily, his hips beginning to thrust upward, driving himself deeper into her mouth.

He loved the feeling of her throat constricting around him.

After a few minutes of intense sucking, he pulled her up by her hair, forcing her to sit back on her heels.

She blinked, looking up to him.

He guided his cock between her breasts, through a gap of the buttons of her maid outfit, rubbing the slick head against her soft, pale skin.

Ziyan stared at her breast, and thought that she learned another use of her breast aside from breastfeeding.

So it can be done like this, she thought.

Then, what will happen if I.... slowly, she pressed her breasts together, creating a tight cleavage valley.

"Good." Haoran blinked in surprise at her sudden action, but slid himself in, sliding in and out against her skin in a wet, slapping boobjob.

He watched as his cock disappeared and reappeared between her tits, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through his spine.

The tension reached a breaking point. Haoran gripped her shoulders and pushed her back onto the bed, pulling her legs wide.

He didn’t enter her yet; instead, he positioned himself above her face.

He began to stroke himself rapidly, the sound of skin hitting skin filling the room as Ziyan watched him, and subconsciously, her mouth started to open with her tongue out, licking her lips in anticipation for something she doesn’t know, but she knew is coming.

"Open wide, Ziyan," he commanded, his voice a low growl.

As he hit his limit, Haoran let out a guttural moan and erupted.

In that instant, thick, hot rope of cum shot out, landing squarely across Ziyan’s cheek and nose.

He didn’t stop, pulsing again and again, spraying white, viscous seed across her forehead, her eyelids, and all over her open mouth.

Ziyan flinched only for a moment, but instantly welcomed it, her tongue darting out to catch the stray droplets on her skin.

He finished with a final, heavy load that filled her face to the brim.

Ziyan closed her lips around the excess, chewing on the thick, salty semen with a look of pure devotion.

She swallowed hard, the lump of cum sliding down her throat with a loud, audible gulp.

She licked her lips clean, tasting every bit of him. Then, she raised her fingers to her face, wiping her face clean.

"....so this is semen." She whispered, staring at the strings of cum dripping from her fingers.

Slowly, she brought her fingers to her mouth as she began to lick them.

Haoran looked down at Ziyan, who was still breathless and glistening from his release.

He wasn’t finished with her; the sight of her flushed face and the lingering scent of his cum on her skin, and the way she licked her fingers clean only fueled his desire.

He reached out, his fingers gripping the fabric of her maid outfit. Instead of stripping her bare, he slowly began to undo the small, tight buttons of the bodice.

One by one, they popped open, the fabric parting to reveal the creamy swell of her breasts.

He left the outfit hanging loosely around her waist and shoulders, framing her bare chest and leaving her partially dressed, which only made the scene more erotic.

"...no bra?"

Ziyan blushed, turning her head to the side, "Sister Xueli told me not to wear it."

"Heh." He chuckled at that.

Then, he leaned down, his tongue swirling around one pink, erect nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth while his hand squeezed the other breast, kneading the soft flesh.

"Ah~!" Ziyan let out a high-pitched mewl, her cat ears flattening against her head in sheer pleasure.

She wanted to ask why he wanted to suck her nipples, it’s not like she can produce milk yet.

However, she was ultimately too embarrassed to ask.

Haoran shifted his focus, moving his head down toward her torso as he grabbed her arms, pulling them up and pinning them above her head, exposing the smooth, pale skin of her armpits.

He began to lick the sensitive hollows, his tongue darting in and out, tasting the musky scent of her arousal.

Ziyan squirmed beneath him, her breath hitching as he nipped at the tender skin of her pits, his hot breath sending shivers racing down her spine.

Although as a cultivator, her body is clean of impurities and she doesn’t even smell nor taste, it’s still incredibly embarrassing.

She had never been touched there before, and the unexpected sensation made her hips arch off the bed, her tail twitching violently.

Not satisfied, Haoran slid further down her body and gripped her thighs, pushing them wide apart until she was completely open to him.

He didn’t go for her pussy immediately; instead, he began to kiss the inner skin of her thighs.

He licked long, slow stripes from her knees up toward her groin, his tongue trailing fire across her sensitive skin.

Ziyan gasped, her fingers digging into the silk sheets as he teased the very edge of her lace panties.

He used his teeth to tug the fabric aside, exposing her dripping wet slit.

Ziyan breathed heavily in expectations, wondering if he was going to start now.

However, much to her disappointment, he didn’t penetrate her yet; instead, he used his tongue to lap at the folds of her pussy, swirling around her clit with expert precision.

He sucked her clit into his mouth, creating a powerful vacuum that had Ziyan screaming, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

He alternated between deep, wet licks and sharp suctions, driving her toward another peak.

As she neared the edge, Haoran pulled back, his gold eyes gleaming.

"No...~!" She moaned in disappointment. She was so so close. So close!

Haoran smirked and reached for his cock and guided the head of his shaft against her wetness, rubbing it back and forth, teasing her until she was begging for him to fill her.

"Please, young master...Haoran, Haoran! Fuck me! Please!" she whimpered, her voice cracking. "I can’t...take it... anymore!"

"Not yet." Haoran smirked, gripping her thighs firmly and pressed them together, sliding his cock in and out of her thighs.

"Mngh~!" Ziyan moaned in frustration.

The feeling of his cock sliding on his pussy, between her thighs, was incredibly stimulating.

It was almost driving her insane!

Ziyan’s eyes rolled back in her head, the friction of the maid outfit rubbing against her skin adding to the sensory overload.

He began to thrust between her thighs with brutal efficiency, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing through the room, each thrust almost driving her to insanity.

Finally, after a few minutes...

"I’m coming." He warned.

And in that instant, he released hot bursts of cum, staning her stomach, and her maid outfit.

Some even splashed on her chin.

At the same time, Ziyan also twitched as she squirted, her juices staining Haoran’s robes.

Haoran smirked as he took off his robes and threw them to the side and started to rub her entrance with her cock.

Ziyan was still in a daze, still high on her orgasm, not noticing his actions.

"Ziyan..." He called out gently.

Ziyan stared at him with half lidded eyes, and at that moment, she finally felt his cock rubbing her entrance.

She gave a nod, and without hesitation, Haoran shoved everything inside.