The Land where Everything Has a Price

As Aether left Mondstadt with a sleepy, thoroughly fucked Rosaria in his arms, the city felt his absence almost immediately.

Amber was back on patrol the next day, but every time she passed the spot where she’d first been used by the hilichurls, she’d unconsciously rub her thighs together. She kept hoping the Traveler would return soon so she could get properly bred again.

Lisa lounged in the library with a lazy, knowing smile, absentmindedly rubbing her still slightly swollen belly. She had confirmed it — she really was pregnant. Every night she touched herself thinking about that terrifyingly perfect cock and the man attached to it.

Sucrose stayed locked in her alchemy lab for two days straight, mixing fertility potions while her tail wagged non-stop. She kept whispering his name every time she came, already fantasizing about the next “experiment” they could do together.

Jean sat at her desk with a soft, longing sigh. Eula was curled up at her feet like a well-trained pet, naked, collared, and happily sucking on Jean’s fingers while the Acting Grand Master worked. The once-proud knight had been completely rewritten.

Eula was gone.

The elegant, haughty Cryo knight was now little more than a bubbly, cock-drunk bimbo slut. She giggled at everything, constantly leaking cum, and spent most of her time on all fours begging Jean (and anyone else who would listen) to “use Eula’s worthless noble holes.” Her favorite phrase had become:

“Eula is Master Traveler’s broken breeding knight~♡”

She even had a little collar with “Property of the Traveler” engraved on it that she refused to take off.

Back on the road toward Liyue, Rosaria shifted comfortably in Aether’s arms, nuzzling into his neck with a rare, content little smile.

“Looks like you left quite the mess behind,” she murmured, voice still husky. “Those girls are going to be touching themselves for months thinking about you.”

She kissed his jaw lazily.

“…Good. They should miss you. You’re mine now too.”

The lazy nun who never cared about anything finally had something worth chasing.

And as the two of them walked the path toward Liyue — Rosaria’s first real journey in years — she whispered against his ear with a sleepy, affectionate smirk:

“Try not to break too many girls in the next city, okay? …Or at least save some of that stamina for me.”