No. Lean into it

Why should you? You're already thinking of fucking her for half the time. Feng Bing is almost a decade your senior, or is she the fiancee of another man? You don't care.

After you break the kiss, you begin to strip away her robes and your own with frantic hands. "I can't control myself."

"Then don't," she says, somewhat bemused by your about to ravage her. "Tell me," she teases, huskily, "does the Empress Dowager, your father’s wife, not visit your bed enough? You seem... starved."

You don't answer with words; instead, you bury your face against her chest, your mouth finding her nipple. She lets out a sharp, guttural moan, her back arching off the grass. "You are no better, Big Sister. Feng Bing, lusting after this Little Brother while trying to find your fiancé."

She smiles coyly. "Yes, come Little Brother. Fuck your Big Sister's hungry pussy."

You drive into her warm and wet pussy, finding it ready for your intrusion, as Feng Bing moans. You begin to thrust into her when you have an idea. Instead of using your Qi to bolster your defenses, you funnel every drop of inner energy into her. Initially surprised by the sensation, Feng Bing also does the same thing. Even as the two of you fuck, you're also cultivating your Qi together, increasing every sensation until the pleasure is borderline agonizing.

"Look at us," you grunt, matching her eager thrusts. "Revelling in jian, the same illicit filth you despise your fiancé of doing."

"I don't care for propriety anymore!" she cries out, as she betrays her vows with every heave of her hips. "I am a woman of lust, just like my mother before me!"

The two of you fuck for a long time, as your Qis intermingle with each other. Finally, the energy coalesces, just as your own physical bodies reach the peak. The two of you gasp in rapture, as you spill seed into her waiting womb.