A cock worth all her Mora

Before leaving to explore Liyue Harbor, Aether decided Ningguang needed a proper farewell.

He carried her to the enormous bed and spent the next two hours utterly destroying her.

The quick, rough fuck on the conference table earlier? That really had just been a greeting.

On the bed, he took his time.

He folded the elegant Tianquan in every position imaginable — breeding her deep in missionary while staring into her eyes, pounding her from behind while she clawed at the sheets, making her ride him until her legs gave out. He made her cum until she was sobbing, squirting, and babbling incoherently.

Every time she tried to regain even a sliver of her usual grace and composure, he broke it again.

By the end, Ningguang was a complete wreck.

She lay sprawled on her back in the middle of the massive bed, legs spread obscenely, belly heavily swollen with multiple loads of his cum. Her perfect hair was a mess, her makeup completely ruined, and her voice was gone — reduced to weak, hoarse whimpers.

She stared blankly at the ceiling, chest heaving, as another weak orgasm made her twitch.

“I… I think I died…” she whispered hoarsely, half-delirious. “There’s no way I survived that…”

Aether leaned down and kissed her forehead gently, which only made her shiver again.

He dressed, gave Rosaria a nod, and the two of them finally headed out to explore the harbor, leaving the Tianquan thoroughly used and leaking on the bed.

Ningguang stayed there for a long time, too exhausted to move.

Eventually, a weak, breathless chuckle escaped her lips.

Look at me…

The most powerful woman in Liyue, reduced to a cum-soaked mess on silk sheets, trying to buy a man with mansions, maids, and influence — only to realize she was trying to seduce and control what was essentially a walking natural disaster.

She touched her swollen belly, feeling the warmth of his seed still inside her, and laughed again — soft, genuine, and a little helpless.

“…Some things really can’t be bought with money.”

She closed her eyes, a small, satisfied smile on her ruined face.

And yet… she already knew she would keep trying anyway.

Aether and Rosaria finally stepped out into the bustling streets of Liyue Harbor together.

Rosaria stretched lazily beside him, still riding the high of the morning.

“Alright, Traveler. Where to first?”