The Emperors new sluts

Aether was still working through the excellent meal Lynette had left him when the Liyue contingent arrived.

They entered without fanfare, already shedding what little clothing they had bothered to wear, and arranged themselves around the lounge with the easy familiarity of women who had been thoroughly claimed before. No one needed an introduction or a ranking speech. Beidou and Ningguang moved first, dropping to either side of his low couch while he still held a piece of glazed meat between his fingers. Beidou’s warm mouth closed around the head of his cock in a slow, appreciative suck; Ningguang leaned in from the other side to lick along the shaft and occasionally feeding him the next piece with her fingers while her tongue never fully left his skin.

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The comparison to a Roman emperor settled over him with unexpected comfort. Food delivered on a silver cart. Fresh, eager bodies presenting themselves on a clear rotation. An entire block of time already paid for and scheduled by women who had fought a water war across an island just for the privilege. He decided he could live with being treated as the prize. The only thought he firmly pushed aside was what the rest of the growing collection of women on the island were doing — or doing to each other — while they waited their turn without him.

The Liyue group carried a different energy from the Mondstadt block.

Every woman here had already been fucked into submission by him at least once. Ningguang had been publicly ruined on the Alcor’s deck and again in the Jade Chamber. Beidou had taken him in both holes across multiple nights at sea. Hu Tao and Yanfei had learned exactly how little resistance their bodies could offer once he stopped holding back. There was no need for the same immediate, overwhelming destruction he had used on fresher or more defiant partners. They were already horny from a full day of waiting, already wet, already certain of what was coming; the atmosphere settled into something more relaxed and indulgent, a long, greedy feast rather than a conquest.

Beidou hummed around his cock while Ningguang continued the dual service of tongue and careful feeding. The others — Hu Tao with her usual bright, unhinged little smile, Yanfei already flushing under her antlers — watched from nearby seats and cushions, content to wait their turn in the softer, more drawn-out pace the next ten hours would allow. Aether leaned back, accepted another bite from the Tianquan’s fingers, and let the two Liyue women worship him at their leisure while the white flames under his skin began to burn steady and unhurried once more.

Aether decided the emperor theme was too enjoyable to abandon.

He leaned back against the cushions, still half-draped by Beidou and Ningguang’s warm mouths, and gave the rest of the Liyue group a lazy, open order.

“Serve me. Properly. No rushing, no fighting for position — just devotion. Make the next hours feel like I’m the only thing that matters.”

Hu Tao and Yanfei accepted the role-play without a flicker of hesitation. The funeral director’s usual bright chaos softened into something almost ceremonious; the half-adeptus lawyer set aside every remaining scrap of courtroom formality. Within minutes Aether was surrounded and draped in soft, heavy flesh. Full Liyue breasts pressed against his chest, his arms, his face. Warm mouths and warmer cunts took turns sliding along his cock in slow, worshipful strokes. Hands fed him the last of the meal while other hands stroked his thighs and stomach. The entire group moved around him like a single, well-practiced offering — no competition, only layered, continuous service that kept him hard, fed, and constantly touched.

Hu Tao was the one who finally sank down onto him fully.

She straddled his hips with theatrical care, guided his cock between her folds, and took every inch in one smooth, deliberate descent until her ass rested flush against his thighs. Then she began to ride him in deep, rolling waves, hands braced on his chest, eyes half-lidded with open pleasure. Even in the middle of being properly fucked she could not entirely abandon her nature. Between soft, breathy moans she still managed to slip in the occasional low-key advertisement, voice playful and slightly broken by the way he was already starting to throb inside her.

“Special package today… full breeding service… one-time only… guaranteed delivery straight to the womb…”
She ground down harder, circling her hips so the head of his cock kissed her cervix on every stroke.
“Limited time offer, Traveler… better take advantage while the offer still open—” As if she hadn't offered the same thing already on the Ship before.

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Aether answered the pitch by gripping her waist and thrusting up to meet her. Hu Tao’s playful sales pitch fractured into a long, delighted cry as he started flooding her. Thick pulses of cum pumped straight into the womb she had just been advertising, overflowing around his cock and spilling down her thighs while she kept riding him through it, determined to milk every drop for the “service” she had so helpfully described.