A/N: Honestly I really enjoyed writing these two, they have such good chemistry it's hard to put into words how lovely they fit together. I'll definitely be writing more stuff of them in future - and of course, more Fu Xuan. I've become quite fond of her.
Do enjoy~
Unforeseen Wiles
The Seat of Divine Foresight was, as one might predict, as busy as ever.
Even after the near-Calamity with Phantylia, and the departure of the Astral Expression, the Luofu still had many trials and tribulations to overcome. Analysis and marking of the dead, burial of the bodies, condolences sent to the families – to say nothing of reparations paid to businesses lost, stemming the economic woes brought on by the chaos, assuring allies that they were still capable trading partners; the list went on and on enough to make the scroll it was written upon trail down the stairs of Fu Xuan's desk.
The aforementioned Master Diviner sighed, tucking some pink hair behind her ear and frowning down at the numerous documents scattered about before her. She had been at this for some time now and was no sooner to completing it than when she began – she had made progress, yes, but there was only so much she could do, especially when more of her subordinates kept bringing more work for her. Not that she blamed them; they were just doing their jobs. It was times like these she wished they didn't.
'Perhaps I should promote that Qingque girl to be my assistant.' Fu Xuan mused to herself, ticking off several boxes before setting the payment sheet aside. 'At least then my work would not reach me.'
She let the thought simmer for only a few moments before shaking her head. 'Enough. I cannot tarnish this throne with ineptitude. I must set an enviable example for others to follow.'
Unlike a certain General, although she supposed Jing Yuan, while lackadaisical, proved himself when it truly mattered. Perhaps even his methodology was superior to her own – why stress over the little things? But no, that wasn't her way and it never would be, so she quenched the thought before it could interrupt her focus. She was diligent to a fault, she was aware, and so she embraced that aspect of herself. She might be more stressed out than Jing Yuan because of it, but she would take her lumps and roll with the bruises. So long as she could tuck into bed at night proud of her decisions, she would be content.
Thinking about Jing Yuan though clouded her mind. Pursing her lips she tried to chase away the clouds veiling her thoughts but alas, they were too thick, like a storm cloud reigning over her mind. After a minute's more effort Fu Xuan surrendered to the tumultuous thoughts, reflecting on Jing Yuan's injuries and recent fatigue – a side effect of his aforementioned injury. The fool would heal faster if he rested, but of course such a monumental task was far beyond the great General. So, at the continued cost of his recovery, he acted alongside her in his duties – deferring to her more than usual but otherwise still the same General she knew him as.
Signing off another form Fu Xuan stared at the next and its welcoming block of text, not a single line break to be found, before deciding this was enough for one night.
Rising from her seat she glanced over at the guard nearest to her. ''I shall retire to my quarters now. Have Qingzu organise the remaining documents on my desk for tomorrow.''
''As you command, Master Diviner.'' The nameless guard nodded.
Fu Xuan hummed her approval, making a mental note to learn the names of the guards better before swiftly marching out of the main hall. There was a residential wing tucked behind a door nearby, enabling her to swiftly sneak out – and she breathed a sigh of relief the moment the jade-coloured door shut behind her. The air here felt so much cooler, the corridor ahead of her long and narrow with only a couple dozen doors lining it. The path went both right and straight ahead but she went for the latter, having long since memorised the route back to her room, her thoughts wandering as she let her feet carry her there.
'The fool is probably still working right now.' Fu Xuan mused to herself, clicking her tongue. 'What did he say he was doing today? Communing with... someone? I cannot recall...'
Just then she turned the corner – and nearly ran into the very person she was thinking of.
''Ah, Lady Fu, what a surprise!'' Jing Yuan greeted with his usual grandeur, a grin upon his lips as he looked down at her. ''I was just coming to visit your quarters as a matter of fact.''
''Were you now?'' Fu Xuan put a hand on her hip, eyes lidded. ''And how did you expect to enter without my presence?''
''Why, I knew you'd be in by this time.'' He leaned forwards a little, his grin a tad playful. ''And it seems my estimation was not wrong, no?''
Warmth coloured her cheeks then and she looked aside. ''A-Ahem, be that as it may, please avoid knocking on my door without knowing of my presence beforehand. It could cause untold rumours to spark, and for the flames of discontent to spread.''
''Oh please, I'll have you know that I'm quite the subtle individual.'' Jing Yuan laid a hand on his chest. ''In fact, not a single soul even know I was here!''
''Really now.'' Doubt laced her tone.
''Did Qingzu notify you of my return?'' He raised a brow, amused.
She opened her mouth, paused, then closed it. ''...your point is valid, I suppose. Though I must also critique you for evading our staff – had I known of your return, I would have sought you out first.''
''Ahh, but then I wouldn't be able to surprise you like this, now would I?'' He looked about. ''Though truth be told, perhaps my haste didn't benefit me here – had I allowed myself to be enraptured by Welt Yang's tales for a touch longer, perhaps I might've been able to surprise you at your door instead.''
Fu Xuan perked up. ''You were communing with the Astral Express crew?''
''Indeed. I do believe I told you that.'' His smile was rich in mirth. ''Has your ability to peer into the future hindered your ability to peer into your past?''
She scowled at that. ''Of course not, it was a simple bout of forgetfulness.''
''Haha, truly, truly indeed.'' He petted her shoulder. ''I would love to stand here for longer, but... well, I am feeling a touch tired.''
''About time. You should've been bedridden the whole day, fool.'' She scolded.
Jing Yuan just laughed lightly and meandered past her, prompting her to turn and pat his back. ''Feel free to sleep in. I shall endure your work until your arrival.''
''Mm? Is that so?'' Jing Yuan stopped and looked down at her, lips curled up. ''Then might I inquire as to where your hand is?''
Fu Xuan blinked, looking left... and a bright blush lit up her face as she realised, due to the height difference between them, she was not petting his lower back, but his ass.
''I-I... erm, forgive me, I- eep!''
An undignified squeak escaped Fu Xuan as Jing Yuan suddenly spun, his hands cupping under her underarms and hauling her up. Instantly her blush became an identical shade to that of a tomato as she was left with legs dangling, yet she didn't dare struggle lest she make a fool of herself.
''P-Put me down you fool!'' Fu Xuan hurriedly whisper-yelled, looking over her shoulder lest a servant find them like this. ''T-This is unbecom-''
Distance became null, and Jing Yuan's lips were on hers. Immediately Fu Xuan forgot how to think, her mind bereft of knowledge as she just hung there, her lips connected with his... before slowly she sunk into it, whimpering as she reciprocated. Jing Yuan hummed amusedly and dragged the kiss out, their lips fitting together so very perfectly. Even when he pulled back, breaking off the kiss, she was left in a blissful daze.
That was until his chuckle stirred her out of it. ''You do look so charming when you're like this, Lady Fu. Perhaps I should do this in public just so others could see your reactions.''
''Y-You will not!'' Fu Xuan squawked, only to cover her mouth immediately after, looking about in case somebody heard.
Mercifully, none did.
''Hmhm, of course, of course.'' Jing Yuan remarked as he began walking, carrying her.
Fu Xuan struggled, blushing hard, but she was unable to extradite herself from his grip in a dignified manner – and she'd die before she flailed like a newborn just to escape his hold. Mercifully then the walk to their destination was short, her face hot as they reached her room and, with naught but a swipe of his hand, Jing Yuan unlocked it with a spare Jade Key tucked into his bracer, undoing the special lock on her door.
Returning his hand to her underarm her tall partner ferried her into her own bedroom, pushing the door shut with his heel – and Fu Xuan gasped as he pushed her against the door. Nary a second later her lips found themselves claimed, his own flush against them and coaxing a whine from the back of her throat, a wave of embarrassed arousal creeping up her body. Doubly so when he shifted his hands down to her sides and then her ass, grabbing it roughly.
''Y-You beast...'' Fu Xuan breathed against his lips.
''Ah, but if I am a beast, then are you not my prey?'' Jing Yuan teased good-naturedly, smirking as he kissed her earlobe, then her neck.
Fu Xuan mewled at that, a shiver travelling up her spine and leaving her breathing unsteadily. Doubly so when he let his lips graze down to her throat, kissing the front of it before leaning up and claiming her lips once more, devouring her moan of arousal, unable to resist him when he was like this. The hands on her ass groped her rear firmly, her pantyhose doing little to stifle the sensation of his digits as he held her close, utterly melting her mind with his lust.
His lips left hers then, and with it came a request. ''Since I am indeed so woefully injured, perchance would you assist me in... relieving my stress, Lady Fu~?''
Fu Xuan shivered at his husky tone, her loins hot. ''Y-Yes. Put me down, you oaf.''
''As you wish, Lady Fu~''
Fu Xuan grumbled under her breath but didn't lose the budding need in her loins. Her knees touched the fluffy jade carpet under her and she found herself at eye-level with Jing Yuan's crotch, the thought making her gulp reflexively. The General smiled mirthfully down at her, languidly undoing his waist-belts and armour around his midsection. She waited anxiously, her heart pounding in her chest as his red pants fell, and soon after so too did his grey striped boxers.
His cock, erect, hung over her face. Fu Xuan swallowed and leaned up on her knees, her plump pink lips grazing the tip before encircling it, welcoming it into her warm mouth. Jing Yuan's sigh of arousal only emboldened her, her eyes closing as she accept inch after inch of his length between her lips, feeling them be parted further by his sheer girth until soon the head brushed against the back of her throat, prompting her to pull back.
Her lips barely reached the tip before she descended once more, humming as her lips passed along his girth and pursed snugly near the base. Even though this wasn't this first time she given her secret lover head the sensation was still novel – not least because of Jing Yuan's girth, his size sending shivers of primal arousal through her comparatively small frame, her loins in particular becoming quite needy.
''Mmph... slrp- mn...'' Lewd noises, quiet and graceful as they were, escaped Fu Xuan's mouth as she moved.
Lifting a delicate hand she kept it under his cock, catching the slight bead of saliva that dribbled off – not allowing it to stain the carpet. Her other hand reached under to play with his balls as well; jiggling them at first before gently groping and kneading them, doing it gently enough to cause him no discomfort. Jing Yuan still grunted and groaned all the same, arousal lacing every breath as she worked her mouth, her fellatio skills honed on his cock alone.
''Mn, Lady Fu... your mouth is as impressive as always.'' Jing Yuan breathed out, gently grabbing her by the hair. ''Might I make use of your throat as well, whilst we're here?''
Her gut twisted into knots and a shudder roiled through her, and then without further delay Fu Xuan took him in deep. He grunted, voice tight, but she didn't hesitate to pull back and then plunge herself straight back down his cock, feeling his girth open up her throat as the girthy tip plunged down her throat – a solid inch or two of his dick descending down her throat before she pulled back once more. Her free hand grasped at his hip, holding him steady as she bobbed her head earnestly, grunts forced out of her throat as she took his dick down it, the sloppy sounds so shameful from someone of her position... but, perhaps in part because of that, she found it exciting.
As did Jing Yuan. Groaning under his breath the esteemed General held onto her pink hair as he pulled her back-and-forth, using her mouth as much as she did and enjoying all the same – his groans becoming stiffer, sharper moans with every breath. Practically of their own accord they rocked and bucked forth, pushing his dick between her lips and down her throat, the head throbbing within her gullet and leaving her pleasantly light-headed.
Feeling him throb between her lips the petite Master Diviner worked faster; quenching any discomfort she felt and bobbing her head at a quick, earnest pace, her nose squashed into his groin as she took his entire length into her mouth. It tickled her gullet and made her grunt, nigh gag, but she held back the reflex and continued working her lover's shaft, tasting pre-cum as her tongue briefly lashed the tip, his groans becoming harsh.
Until with a sudden grunt Jing Yuan came. His seed spilled into her mouth plentifully; a torrent of milky warmth that gushed over her tongue and flooded down her throat. She grunted, releasing his so she could caress his balls, not resisting when he yanked her nose-deep into his crotch – gush after gush of his sticky warmth going down her gullet. That which didn't spilled past her lips, dribbling out from the corners and tracing curved lines down her chin only to drip off onto her waiting hand below, not a smidgen reaching the carpet.
Seconds ticked by, her lungs ached – and the moment he stumbled back a step Fu Xuan sucked in a much-needed breath. She broke out into wet coughs immediately after but a good thump on her collarbone cured her of whatever irritant was present, her lips twisting as she swallowed the leftover fluids in her throat and, after a second of thought, just wiped her hand dry on her pantyhose. Few would notice the stains anyway.
''Haah... as masterful with your mouth as you are with your tongue, Lady Fu.'' Jing Yuan remarked as she stood. ''But alas, I am not yet sated – nor are you.''
Fu Xuan sucked in a startled breath as he grabbed her ass and lifted her up once more, pushing her against the door. The slow knead of her cheeks, his fingers digging into her thick pantyhose, made Fu Xuan shudder with undeniable lust – and when he ripped a hole in her pantyhose Fu Xuan only offered a groan of protest but little else. She felt her underwear, pink as her hair, be tucked to one side and soon after did his cock-head touch her lips. He was so thick, so large, that just having his tip rest against her entrance made her quiver with anticipation.
No words were said, and none needed to be. Fu Xuan's lips parted as his tip inched in, her folds parting for his impressive 'sword' and a stilted gasp expelling itself from her throat as he sunk in deeper, his girth sinking in inch by pleasurable inch. He opened her up, her spread her walls, he made her throw her head back against the wall and finally moan in thinly-restrained euphoria, his manhood entering her until most of him was within her body.
His tip grazed her depths only momentarily before he withdrew, shaft grazing her sopping walls – and Fu Xuan cried out as he jammed himself back into her. Then he pulled back, only to forcefully enter her once more – his thrusts slow but oh so strong, taking her breath away each time. Yet despite the smidgen of discomfort felt she let him have his way with her, relishing the foreign fullness in her loins as her lover entered her steadily, stretching her out with his size.
''Hnf, Lady Fu...'' She shuddered at his husky intonation. ''You're quite tight tonight. Perhaps, mnf, you need to relax a little.''
''Trying.'' She hissed back – grunting when he bucked his hips again. ''You're too damn big, fool!''
''Now now.'' He chided, a mirthful if strained smile upon his lips. ''This is not the time for harshness, Lady Fu. Now is the time for something more... intimate.''
Fu Xuan was about to reply when he shifted his large hands up to her thighs, bending her legs – and once more the Master Diviner cried out as he rammed into her. Only this time it was followed up much faster than past plunges, his cock driving itself into her tight pussy over and over again, shoving her back against the door as his body pressed against her own, his shoulders soon grasped in her delicate hands just so they had something to do.
It also enabled Jing Yuan to dart down, claiming her lips. She moaned unashamedly into his mouth and dug her fingers into his clothed shoulders, unable to hide her pleasure as his girth filled her, as it pummelled her insides in the best way possible. Even when he pulled her away from the wall she offered no protests, although the second their lips drifted apart she let out a very undignified mewl, her cheeks hot as she realised that.
''How cute.'' Jing Yuan teased, carrying her over towards the bed.
Fu Xuan silently blushed but said nothing, her breathing hard as Jing Yuan languidly thrust his hips while he walked, pumping his shaft into her. Only when they reached the bed did he stop, opting instead to lower herself down onto the lavish cream-coloured quilt of her bed. Almost immediately his hands went to her thighs and he raised her legs up; folding them over herself immediately after, pinning her down in a mating-press.
''G-General, this position- ah~!''
A cry of pleasure fled Fu Xuan's lips as the aforementioned General began to pound her. Pressing her down into the quilt Jing Yuan slammed his meaty cock between her gleaming petals, driving his dick in all the way before recoiling back for another plunge. Every insertion set her nerves alight and coaxed cries out of her – up until he claimed her lips that is, a muffled moan evacuating her throat as she was squashed under his weight, her hips aching from the position yet not stalling her pleasure even slightly.
If anything being pinned in such a position, especially one with such a mortifying name, just aroused her more. For that was what they were doing in that moment – mating like animals. And like an animal Fu Xuan cried and squeaked in protest each time he squashed her down, the air pushed from her lungs before she got a split-second to breathe, only for his cock to forcefully kiss her cervix a mere moment later, turning her mind to mush with each successive push.
''Nn! Mn! G-Gener- hah~!''
''Hnf, you're making such adorable faces, M-Master Diviner.'' Jing Yuan pushed out, confident despite his brief stagger. ''Haah... you'll have to forgive me, it appears I cannot, nn, hold my urges back any longer...''
The implication was not lost on Fu Xuan and she tightened around his girth, anticipation racing through her system. Every thrust into her was acutely felt, as was the hands that squeezed her thighs or even the squeaks of the bed underneath her, the springs protesting as Jing Yuan pressed her down onto them. Squeaks of Fu Xuan's own joined the chorus, her eyes screwing shut even as a knot of pressure built in her loins, tightening and tightening as he made love to her in the most primal way possible-!
Until she couldn't take it – and threw her head back, gasping sharply as she orgasmed. White-hot ecstasy shot through her nerves and she flinched under him, a cry caught in her throat as she came – and her orgasm peaked as Jing Yuan buried himself within her. His hot seed gushed deep within her, coating her hypersensitive insides and no doubt reaching her womb,m the mating press position earning its name well in that moment as he emptied his pent-up balls within her.
''Hnf...'' Rocking his hips back Jing Yuan pulled out, his tip spilling from her folds and allowing her legs to fall limp. ''As magnanimous as ever, Lady Fu.''
''Shut up...'' Came her fatigued groan.
Jing Yuan just chuckled, however. Sitting down on the bed next to her the esteemed General stripped himself bare one article of clothing at a time, the gentle ruffling of clothes and rattling of belts filling her quarters. Despite her fatigue Fu Xuan found the strength to undress as well, shedding her now-ruined pantyhose and removing her dress, working her way out of her form-fitting clothes.
Until soon she was as naked as he was. Recovered somewhat from her intense climax Fu Xuan sat up on her knees and looked at the General, her face hot as his gaze landed upon her – staring at her bare breasts first before letting his attention run down her figure, a wry smile on his lips when he saw the cum drooling out of her. Huffing at that Fu Xuan shuffled closer and swung one leg over his, straddling her naked partner and glaring challengingly into his eyes.
''I will be on top this time.'' She declared.
''Oh, by all means.'' Jing Yuan just smiled, amused as he always was.
Grumbling some choice words about fools Fu Xuan adjusted her position slightly, one hand reaching down and grasping his sizeable cock before guiding him to her entrance, feeling him twitch and throb against her opening – and then she moaned as she lowered herself down. Wet as she was he slid in easily but there was no true 'easy' way when it came to Jing Yuan, his large girth coupled with her small size making for a very snug fit. A fact the General both knew and enjoyed, judging by his tight groan.
Smirking haughtily at him Fu Xuan forced herself as deep as she could go, feeling his girth throb and pulse within her – tempting her to touch her groin, almost able to feel a tiny bulge there from his sheer size. Shuddering at the thought she put her knees to the quilt and rose up, hissing as he slid out – and mewled as she dropped back down. Her descent was just the first as she soon pushed herself back up, only to descend once more, her motions tentative at first but steadily gaining speed.
The slow slap of their bare flesh began to echo as she got into the flow of things; aided as Jing Yuan rested his left hand on her ass and the other on her lower back, keeping her steady as she impaled herself onto his large shaft. His lips met her own nary a second later, muffling her lust-filled voice and invading her mouth with his tongue, tempting her to fight back with her own. Alas the General's was far more experienced and dominated hers easily, reducing Fu Xuan to a shuddering mess as his tongue explored her mouth freely.
''Hnf, G-General...'' Fu Xuan shamelessly moaned.
A wordless chuckle came in answer to her breathy plea. His grip on her became firmer, groping her ass whilst his other hand glided up to her small chest, groping her right breast at his leisure. She let him; pushing her breast into his hand as much as she was able without having to slow her tempo, her loins aching ever so delightfully when his cock-head rubbed up against one spot in particular. Jing Yuan no doubt noticed her sudden haste and he responded by bucking his hips up, fucking a high-pitched moan out of the Master Diviner, her lips breaking away from his as she threw her head back.
Opening herself up to neck kisses; his lips attaching to her jugular and sucking, making Fu Xuan cry out. The lustful act marked her with a hickey yet in that moment she hardly cared; her hands gripping his shoulders as she jammed herself onto his rock-hard cock, tightening the knot in her loins as his cock hit all the right spots.
''G-General...!'' Fu Xuan gasped out, nails pricking his skin. ''H-Hold me...!''
Jing Yuan obliged, his hold on her tightening and pulling her close as he bucked his hips, ramming himself up into her as she dropped onto him, their loins connected. The wet slap of their union echoed out and she lost herself in it – in the sound, in his grip, in his girth.
Until at last the impacts to her deepest parts pushed her over the edge, and with a high-pitched cry Fu Xuan orgasmed for the second time that night – impaling herself down to the base on his shaft and pushing herself into Jing Yuan, feeling his seed erupt within her. The infusion of molten warmth purged her of all rationality, her mind surrendered to the warmth he filled her with, her insides contracting and tensing around his length as she instinctively milked him for all he could offer.
How long they remained like that she wasn't certain – time eluding her as she rode out her high. Steadily she came down from her high, the intense rush waning until coherency returned and she leaned back, left panting as she looked up into Jing Yuan's eyes. He met her gaze with one of his own, mirth within his.
Then he planted a delicate kiss on her nose, humming. ''Your performance was excellent, Lady Fu.''
''...hmph.'' She rested herself against his chest; cheek to his shoulder. ''As you should've foreseen, General.''
''I believe fortune-telling is more your forte than mine.''
''Hush.''
A chuckle answered her, and a small smile curled at her lips in return – the pair spending the next few minutes just basking in the afterglow
Enjoying the peace and quiet for as long as it would last.
[END]