the schemer gets more than she asked for

The next morning, Rosaria was dangerously cheerful.

She woke up first, stretched like a satisfied cat across the massive bed, and even hummed a little tune while getting dressed (if you could call throwing on a loosely buttoned habit “dressed”). She was smiling. Actually smiling — with her eyes and everything.

When Aether commented on how upbeat she seemed, she immediately glared at him, ears turning red.

“Say another word and I’ll freeze your balls off.”

But the damage was done. She was glowing. The lazy nun was practically skipping as she followed him around the mansion, stealing little kisses whenever the nude maids weren’t looking.

Later that morning, Ningguang arrived at the mansion personally.

She looked every bit the elegant Tianquan again — though she walked with a slight, telling stiffness and her usual perfect makeup couldn’t quite hide the faint bite marks on her neck.

Aether told her his plan directly: he wanted to seek out the Adepti in hopes they might have information about his sister.

Ningguang’s golden eyes sharpened instantly. A slow, calculating smile spread across her lips.

“The Adepti…” she murmured, already spinning an entire web in her mind. “Of course. I will arrange everything.”

Internally, however:

Perfect.

This was better than she could have hoped. The Traveler wanted connections with the Adepti? Then she would deliver them to him on a silver platter — thoroughly fucked and addicted to his cock.

Ganyu… that half-adeptus secretary of mine has been overworked for far too long. She’ll melt the moment he touches her.

Shenhe… the cold, isolated one. Breaking her would be delicious. I can already picture her blank face twisting in pleasure.

And Xianyun (Cloud Retainer)… that proud crane. Turning her into a breeding sow would be quite the achievement.

Ningguang’s thighs pressed together subtly as she felt herself getting wet again at the thought.

She briefly entertained the idea of simply kidnapping all three and delivering them gift-wrapped and naked to his bed as “welcome presents.” It would be efficient. But she quickly shelved it.

Too crude. Too risky. He seems to prefer when they come to him willingly… or at least pretending to be willing.

She would play the long game.

She would arrange “chance” meetings. She would send them on tasks that conveniently put them in his path. She would drop carefully worded suggestions. And if necessary, she would gently push them into his arms.

All while making it very clear to the Traveler that she was the one making it happen.

Ningguang bowed gracefully, hiding her hungry smile.

“I will personally ensure you have every opportunity to meet with the Adepti. In the meantime, please enjoy everything this mansion — and Liyue — has to offer.”

She glanced at the line of nude maids waiting obediently nearby, then back at Aether with open desire.

“Anything you need… anyone you need… simply say the word.”

Rosaria, standing beside Aether with her arms crossed, smirked.

“She’s already planning how to whore out half the adepti to you. I can see it in her eyes.”

Ningguang didn’t even deny it. She simply gave a soft, elegant laugh.

“I only wish to be of service,” she purred, eyes locked on Aether. “In every possible way.”

Ningguang had barely finished her graceful little speech when Aether’s thick cock suddenly slapped heavily against her cheek.

The Tianquan actually flinched — a rare, genuine jumpscare. Her golden eyes went wide as she stared cross-eyed at the heavy shaft now resting across her face, still warm and smelling of sex and Rosaria.

She hadn’t even knelt yet. She hadn’t offered anything. She hadn’t done a single thing to “earn” this.

“I… Traveler?” she breathed, voice momentarily losing its usual composure.

Aether grinned down at her, clearly amused. He loved this — watching the most elegant, calculated woman in Liyue get completely thrown off balance. Unlike Eula, who had been proud but ultimately misplaced in her confidence, Ningguang was the real deal: sharp, powerful, and genuinely respected. And that made breaking her poise all the more satisfying.

He grabbed the base of his cock and slowly rubbed it across her face — smearing pre-cum over her perfect cheekbones, across her lips, and over the bridge of her nose.

Ningguang’s political brain short-circuited.

Why is he doing this? He should be making demands. Using my influence. Taking advantage of my offer. Why is he just… using me like a common whore before I’ve even proven useful? Is this a test? A power play? Does he not understand how valuable my favor is—?

Her thoughts spiraled faster as he lazily dragged his heavy balls across her lips.

Rosaria leaned against the wall nearby, smirking. “He does this. Gets bored of politics and just decides to turn high-class bitches into drooling messes instead.”

Ningguang’s cheeks burned. She, who orchestrated entire nations, who calculated every move ten steps ahead, was being treated like a simple face-fuck toy — and her pussy was absolutely throbbing because of it.

Aether tapped his cock against her lips a few times, then finally spoke, voice low and amused:

“Open.”

Ningguang obeyed instantly.

The moment her elegant lips parted, he pushed forward, sliding his thick cock straight into her warm, wet mouth. Her golden eyes fluttered as she struggled to take him, cheeks hollowing beautifully as she started sucking.

“Mmmph—!”

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She tried to use her refined techniques — the ones from all those books — but Aether didn’t let her. He held her head gently but firmly and started fucking her face with slow, deep thrusts, pushing toward the back of her throat.

Ningguang’s perfectly styled hair started coming undone. Drool ran down her chin. Her usual graceful demeanor was nowhere to be seen — just a powerful noblewoman on her knees, eyes watering, gagging softly around his cock while her thighs rubbed desperately together.

Aether looked down at her with clear affection and amusement.

“Good girl,” he praised casually, rubbing her head like a pet. “You look much better like this.”

Ningguang moaned loudly around his shaft, the vibration traveling straight through him. Her political brain was still frantically trying to analyze the situation… but her body had already surrendered completely.

She was soaking wet.

And she was starting to realize that maybe — just maybe — she didn’t mind being used so casually at all.

Rosaria chuckled from the side. “She’s going to be addicted by the end of the week.”