#jingren

and here we are it’s jing yuan yay:33

being an immortal Blade, his stamina is unmatched. and yet, he pants and groans above you like hes running a marathon while his cock thrusts in and out of your sopping cunt. his sweat slicked, bandaged chest presses up against your tits as he filthily whispers to you both.

"...so good for me. gonna ruin you."

"so tight... I bet you've never had it this good, hm?"

"gonna fill you up if you keep squeezing me like that..."

its clear from the wah he speaks to you that one round wont be enough to sate him.

meanwhile, each hurried thrust from blade reverberates back into Jing yuan. you sat on his lap facing blade, your soft body molding to his in a way would put any well fitting garment to shame.

somehow, this all fell into the generals plans. as usual

though he wasn't on the receiving end of this, it was evident he still enjoyed it. that signature smug grin never left his face as he touched both of you. occasionally, hes trail his fingers down blades chest or play with your tits. he too would occasionally whisper filthy things in your ear. though, you liked his words much more than bladies. something about his tone and the way he was in control despite it not being him doing the fucking nearly made you cum right then and there.

"so pretty like this... id bet youre about to cum for us, hm?"

"...needy girl, moaning and trembling while getting treated like this..."

"imaging if someone else saw you like this... look how wet you are for us..."

somehow, he could tell right when you were about to come undone. his thick fingers would reach down and rub at your clit, a low chuckle escaping him as you arched into him with another whine. of course, seeing blade come undone right after you did made it so much better for him.

sigh. it was gonna be a long night...