A/N: Second and last chapter featuring these two~ Might do some more of this pairing later down the line, though for now I'm content with what I've made.

Hope you enjoy~

You Like Swords, Right?

Chapter 2: The Night After

One night had passed since the events at the barracks.

One night since Yunli had taken his hand and pulled him through the streets of the Zhuming and sparred with him.

One night since they had squashed together in a closet and got more physical than either had any right to do so.

Just remembering those moments was enough to make Yanqing's cheeks burn red, his throat closing up with embarrassment, yet it wasn't enough to banish the thought of her. How calloused her hand was as it stroked his cock, how he jammed his fingers into her wet sex, how nice her lips felt against his own; every moment replayed itself in his mind with increasing detail, reminding him of all they had done.

Until Yanqing groaned in defeat and flopped back onto his hotel bed, the white quilt thin but soft like cotton. It offered only a minor distraction to his reminiscence though, his gaze on the ceiling but his mind elsewhere. Yunli hadn't come back to the party afterwards, though judging by the lack of concern from the Zhuming residents he assumed that wasn't all that unusual. Still considering what they had just done he couldn't help but worry that she was having second thoughts about it... hell, he was too to an extent.

They barely even knew each other for Lan's sake. This was the first time they met and within an hour they were in a closet fucking like springtime rabbits. He wasn't an expert when it came to romance but he was pretty damn sure that was not how it was supposed to go... but then again he couldn't say he regretted it. Every moment was enthralling and quite frankly he wished they could do it again. Judging by how absent she had been the last day though, that might not happen.

As if to spite his thoughts directly a trio of firm knocks banged against his hotel door, startling a yelp out of Yanqing. ''C-Coming...!''

Scrambling to his feet he rushed over to the door, slowing only long enough to check that his hair wasn't a mess before sighing, soothing his heart, opening the door-

''We meet again, Yanqing.''

-and instantly his composure cracked as he found Yunli waiting for him on the other side. She was back in a fresh dress identical to the one she wore the previous night, not a speck of cloth out of place or showing signs of repair, but in his mind he could undress her – remembering what laid beneath. A polite but firm cough from Yunli though startled him out of such thoughts, his cheeks burning red.

''S-Sorry, I didn't expect you to just show up at my door like this.''

Yunli hummed, looking about the corridor as if searching for voyeurs. ''Might I come in?''

''Oh, yeah, sure; make yourself at home aha...''

Yunli just looked vaguely amused but obliged, entering and letting him shut the door behind her. The moment the door shut he could see some of the tension leave her shoulders, her smile more natural and almost friendly. His face felt hot and he looked away, awkwardly sitting down on the bed and petting the spot next to him, letting her join him.

''So uh...'' Yanqing coughed. ''What's up?''

Yunli hummed, her legs swinging over the edge of the bed idly, and from the corner of his eyes he noted she'd done away with her sandals again. 'She must really like going barefoot huh... she does have nice feet I guess- no, bad thoughts!'

''I just wanted to see you again. You know, after... last night.'' Yunli's voice lowered, shyness quietening her tone.

''Oh, right...''

Awkwardness descended upon them like a smothering blanket, his throat feeling thick as he tried to think of what to say – when she did first.

''Did you... enjoy it?''

''Huh?'' Yanqing blinked bewilderedly. ''Of course I did. Did you?''

His fellow swordmaster blushed. ''Indeed. I've never felt anything like that before, nor did I have much of an interest in it due to my studies, but...''

Her left hand shifted over his right. ''I want to feel it again... if you'd be interested...?''

The latter part was said almost bashfully, like asking to do it again was an absurd ask to make. Yanqing's heart though skipped a beat, part of him suggesting maybe they should slow down and talk things out and- who was he kidding, his mind was already made up the moment she asked. It was with that sentiment in mind he murmured an agreement, awkwardly shifting closer and bumping knees with the petite swordswoman, her eyes drawn to him as he cupped her cheek.

And then they kissed. It was a bit awkward but they drew back and fitted their lips together more naturally, a shiver racing through them both as they leaned into it, the intimacy of the act leaving both twitching with excitement. Yanqing settled his hand over her thigh and ran it up her leg, feeling her skirt brush against the back of her hand as her own landed on his crotch, groping and palming it slowly, making his blood rush south.

His hand traced her warm thigh up further until he was cupping her crotch, palming and groping her as she returned the favour, their touches a bit more bold than the night prior. A sentiment made apparent as she unzipped his pants and he tucked her panties to one side, letting his fingers run along her slit and teasing a little moan out of Yunli, the sound so demure compared to how stern she initially seemed it was enchanting.

''N-Nnn...'' She returned the favour with her hand; tugging his cock out into the open and stroking him off, her motions earnest from the get-go.

Their lips drew apart, both left panting and eyeing one another closely – their hands working in unison to please the other. Her skirt stopped him from seeing the details but his sense of touch more than made up for it; teasing her petals and rubbing at her entrance until she mewled, tempting him to push two fingers inside of her. Yunli paid him back by thumbing the tip of his cock, her digit teasing it avidly and sending a spasm down his length, a groan forcing itself out of his throat.

Just doing this with Yunli was enthralling enough but to see her looking at him with such bewitched eyes, open arousal gleaming in those golden irises, made it so much moreso. Thoughts of swordsmanship or training or anything but her evaded his mind and his wrist eagerly rocked and rolled; pumping his digits between her folds, feeling her insides clamp around his digits especially tight when he pressed up against a certain spot, enticing the young man to stimulate that part aplenty.

''Mn, Yanqing...'' Yunli panted out, lips nearing his own.

Not a second later they met his, the kiss clumsy and somewhat rushed but all the more erotic for it. The slimness of her lips, how they parted slightly to let out a moan, how she clutched onto him for support; it fed the growing need within him, a need he'd been feeling ever since he woke up. It was that same need that made him pull his fingers out of her pussy, their sudden absence eliciting a grunt from Yunli – her flustered eyes meeting his own even as he nudged her further onto the bed, a daring idea coming to mind.

After all while he was never really that interested in the fairer sex, that didn't mean he didn't know how things worked – vaguely, anyway. And the few times he'd indulged in lewd magazines or online videos he'd learned a lot, intentionally or not.

He put that meagre experience to use as Yunli laid back on the bed, her face red as he shifted atop her – his face doubtlessly as crimson as her own. Yanqing didn't let that stop him though and reached under her skirt, a tug and pull working her underwear down her thighs and a kick from Yunli sending them across the hotel room, the mere act making them both pause to contemplate that... before he eased himself between her legs.

''Y-Yanqin- mn~''

His fingers brushed along her wet nether lips before his tongue did, the inevitable lick making her voice tremble. The sound engrained itself into Yanqing's mind even as the swordsman did it again, tasting her tangy-sweet nectar and opening her up with two digits, letting him sample her all the more. Her lithe fingers ran through his hair and dug into his scalp as his tongue tasted her again, his licks growing more natural as he pushed past his embarrassment and devoted himself to eating her out.

The act of which was dizzying in how lewd it was, every little sensation immortalising into his mind. How soft her thighs felt as they brushed against his cheeks, how slick and sticky she was as his tongue teased her opening, how her whole body jerked and tensed as he lapped at her womanhood – it was fascinating and arousing in equal measure, his hands coming to settle on her hips as he kept them apart, letting him eat her out easier. Yunli didn't resist but she did moan, her voice barely kept quiet but still reaching his ears all the same, be it her soft gasps or trembling mewls.

He relished them all the same, as did he relish the fingers in her hair – her digits pushing him into her crotch intently, telling of how much she liked it. It emboldened him, his licks growing more ravenous and confident, licking and lapping her entrance before going higher to stimulate her clit, the act clumsy but pleasuring her all the same. A pleasure that reverberated throughout Yunli's body, her thighs twitching and her back arching as she whimpered, her bare toes curling as her heels pressed into the bed.

''Yanqing, how are you so good at- a-ahh...''

Yanqing was grateful his mouth was currently occupied, if only so he didn't have to explain. Instead he devoted himself to her, his right hand drifting down between his body and the quilt, grasping at his cock and jerking himself off to her hot, girlish moans; her voice starting deep but climbing to higher notes the more breathless she became, encouraging him to go down on her, to hear all the noises Yunli could make.

The need to breathe made him pull back briefly, his hot breaths washing over her slick, glistening crotch – soaking in every little detail from how her thighs quaked to how her pussy quivered for more, soon tempting him back in. Long licks gratified him with a moan but shorter, quicker ones at her opening made her tense and whimper, aided when he wrapped his arms around both of her legs so she couldn't squirm away, becoming so ravenous he surprised even himself.

''N-Nn~! Yes, if you keep doing that I'll, mnyn- nn...!'' Though Yunli didn't finish the quivering notes she reached said everything.

And because of that Yanqing ate her out all the more, the taste of her pussy on his tongue as he lapped up her nectar like a man dying of thirst. She tugged and pulled his hair, her thighs flexed out or nearly closed around his head, her breasts seemed plumper with how much her back arched-!

Until at last Yunli orgasmed, her sharp cry quenched behind her hand and her head jerking from left to right, the spasms travelling down her slender body as she buckled from the force of it. He pulled his tongue back in time to avoid her squirt but replaced it with his fingers; jamming his digits into her tight, seizing hole and making Yunli clamp her thighs around his hand, her gasps sharp and her eyes wide.

He savoured every moment of her orgasm, his pants feeling painfully tight the whole time. Only when her orgasm seemed to wane and she relaxed did he pull his now-drenched fingers out, dimly noting the mess she'd made on the bed even as he wiped his hand clean on said bed, making a mental note to find an excuse for that. Such thoughts were faraway from his mind though as he sat up on his knees, hands unconsciously moving and unbuckling his belt, sending both it and his pants down to his knees.

''Mn... Yanqing...'' Yunli panted out, dark hair spreading out under her even as he got between her legs.

Yet not a hint of resistance could be seen in her eyes, only arousal for more – her weak legs spreading that little bit further to solidify that. He shuddered and stroked his rock-hard cock, wasting little time in leaning over his partner and pressing his swollen tip against her entrance, feeling how utterly soaked she was down there... and then at last, he penetrated her, groaning as he buried himself into her sopping tunnel.

Wet didn't begin to describe it, his mind bereft of better descriptors as he felt her womanhood clamp around him like a vice. Yanqing exhaled harshly and buried himself in as deep as he could, filling Yunli even as the slender swordswoman whined his name, her thighs pressing in against his hips. The familiar grip of her pussy was heavenly and for a moment all he could do was grind himself into her, feeling her insides conform themselves around his shaft.

Until with a soft hiss Yanqing pulled partway out, feeling her insides clench all the more – and then they groaned as he buried himself back in. The stilted thrust was followed by another, then another; each one smoother than the last as he got used to the position, his hands supporting his weight and leaving him leaning over his lover as he, well, made love to her. Because this certainly didn't feel like a casual quickie to him.

''Yanqing, yes...'' Yunli ran her hands up his stomach and chest, fingers curling around his shoulders last of all. ''It feels incredible...''

He swallowed, trying and failing to think of something smooth to say back – helped when a moan forced itself out of him. It served as an answer well enough and he dared to pick up the pace, his cock pumping between Yunli's sopping petals and making her clench all the more, their reactions becoming more synchronised as they adjusted to each other. How she tightened when he hilted, how she pressed her thighs against his hips when he pulled out, how she moaned so entrancingly as he filled her up; it was like they were made for one another.

In the back of his mind, he wondered if this was why the General had always teased him about Yunli. Maybe he saw something he didn't.

Thoughts of the General were quick to flee his mind though as Yunli pulled him down, her lips meshing with his own. He groaned gladly into her mouth and kept up the quickening pace, scraping her walls with his cock and feeling them press in, the friction intensifying and made even better with how slippery her pussy felt, his cock-head kissing her innermost parts like a battering ram as he pistoned himself into her.

He wanted more though. Like a beast had awoken inside of him he wasn't satisfied with just putting his dick in her; he wanted to feel her, to touch her, to truly savour Yunli. As if sensing that thought Yunli whined and broke off from the kiss, her cheeks aflame even as she fiddled with her top – and in record time got it off, squirming her way out of it and tossing her bra-like top over his head.

His eyes, naturally, travelled down to her bare bust, not even a hint of cloth left to hide her small, near-flat tits. Even though they didn't compare to many of the women he'd seen they were perfect for Yunli, accentuating her slender form and enticing his right hand onto her left, groping and feeling her tit as he hilted himself in her. She settled her hand over his, keeping his hand there even as her free hand ran down his chest, scratching at him through his shirt and panting his name – his pulsating cock driven deep into her.

''I'm close-''

''Same.'' Yunli answered before he even finished, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. ''J-Just do it, we already did it that way yesterday, r-right?''

Yanqing recalled the feeling intimately; his cock aching with excitement at the thought of feeling it again. Pushing aside his quandaries the young man grunted an agreement, reclaiming her lips in an impassioned kiss even as he pounded her without reservation – their flesh meeting with rough, repetitive slaps and her delighted cries filling his mouth, their sweaty bodies meeting time and time again-!

Until at last Yanqing peaked, and he ejaculated with a moan – one matched by Yunli's cry as she leg-locked him. The sudden lock pulled him balls-deep in her and he released himself into her depths without reservation, his mind white as he painted her insides the same colour. Spurt after spurt of semen pumped between her lips and doubtlessly teased her womb, his tip pressing up against her cervix as if to promise as much of it as possible, their bodies one in that moment of bliss.

Then all at once the tension fled them and reality came crashing back in, sensitivity a bane that travelled along his skin and up his spine. Yanqing groaned at the feeling and rocked his hips, grinding his hypersensitive tip against her innermost parts before pulling out – allowing a deluge of cum to overflow from Yunli's pussy, trickling a white line down her ass.

''Hng, that... haah, damn...'' Yunli breathlessly remarked, her lips pursing and a moan passing through them.

Yanqing agreed with the sentiment, sitting back and just... breathing, for a minute. His mind was still frazzled and his dick ached from the intense orgasm, yet much like the night before refused to go soft despite just cumming. If anything that persistent hardness just made him all the more sensitive, a mere touch enough to make him hiss, the sensation easing up little by little. Alas, he wouldn't get to see it ease off completely.

Namely as Yunli rolled over onto her knees and got on all fours before him, her rosy cheeks glimpsed as she looked back at him – skirt pulled down her cute butt and shoved aside, leaving her pretty much naked in front of him. At her breathed request he shed his top layers but his eyes rarely left her behind, his dick aching for more; and so more he sought, shifting behind his lover and caressing her hips.

His tip glid down her slit, her sticky entrance pressed by his manhood – and as one they moaned as the head sunk into her tight hole once more. The shaft swiftly followed and he pulled her hips back as he did so, groaning in utter relief as he shoved his cock deep inside of Yunli once more, relishing how her inner walls clamped down on him with just as much tightness as before, only now they were made sticky with their mixed fluids.

''Hng, Yunli~'' He couldn't get enough of the sensation; moaning her name out as he pumped into her.

The swordswoman mewled back, peeking back at him even as he filled her up – the lurid slap of his groin against her ass ringing out, jolting her forth a tad until she clutched at the quilt and impaled herself back onto him, their mutual groans rich in relief. It all just felt so right that they couldn't stop; their primal needs satiated in that moment as they went at it like animals, bodies crashing together and loins throbbing together, the friction only amplifying their sensitivity even more.

The view from the back was plenty erotic too. Her back was smooth and toned from swordsmanship, her shoulder-blades defined as she arched her back while he shoulders were deceptively slender, hiding the muscle she no doubt had from wielding such heavy weapons. If anything it just told him she could take a bit of roughness, the lewd thought propelling his hips forth and ramming him into her tight tunnel, fitting himself into her like a key into a lock.

''Nn! Yeah, right there!'' Yunli cried out.

Yanqing eagerly complied, blindly aiming for that one spot as he rutted into her – cock-head scraping her walls until he bottomed out and repeated the cycle. The squelch of their union fuelled his lust and he lost himself in the motion, his hands soon shifting to her shoulders as he leaned over Yunli, fucking moans out of her without an end in sight. She tilted her head and looked back at him, her brows knitted cutely and her lips ajar as breaths passed them ceaselessly.

Compelling Yanqing to pull her shoulders back, leaning back with her – and allowing their lips to mash together. The over-the-shoulder kiss was rough and messy, lips drifting apart and mashing back together as he pounded into her, his arms wrapping around her stomach instead as they went at it – her breathless cries muffled partly by his own. He couldn't stop his hips now if he wanted to and she felt much the same he wagered, judging by how she shoved herself back onto his dick, desperate for any and all friction she could eke out of their union.

''Close?'' He held her tight.

''Yeah!'' Was her gasped reply.

The prospect of another orgasm hastened his own, his hips thundering forth and clapping Yunli's cheeks; the rapid short thrusts making her cry out, his cock ramming into her drenched tunnel-!

-and then she came, knees giving out and sending her flat onto her front, the bed quenching her wail of pleasure. He went cross-eyed and collapsed with her, slamming himself into her prone-bone as he reached his own orgasm, untold amounts of cum squeezed out of his shaft and shot deep into the slender swordswoman under him. His thrusts soon ceased altogether as he hilted within her depths, his seed shooting into her until he had no more to give.

Only then did Yanqing relax; groaning as he went limp atop her. An elbow to his stomach convinced him to pull out and roll off of Yunli; laying beside his partner as they both gasped for any breath they could get, twitches and spasms echoing through their forms and the occasional moan slipping out alongside it.

''Amazing...'' Yunli's breathed compliment made him flush; said flush darkening at her smile, breathless as it was. ''I am glad to have met you, Yanqing...''

''Same to you, aha...''

That night would not be their last together on the Zhuming, and when the Wardance eventually ended and he had to return to the Luofu, it was a terrible goodbye.

Until several months later when Yunli was reassigned to the Luofu, pregnant with his child and utterly smitten with him.

Their marriage a mere few months later, spelling a happy end to what was originally meant to be a boring vacation.

He wouldn't have it any other way.

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