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⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ 9948e mèng yáo / afab!reader ꒱ you've always been mèng yáo's favourite, but what happens when you see someone else by her side?

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Thinking about being Meng Yao's favorite servant!

She always finds some excuse for you to be near her! She feeds you the dish you brought her because she can't eat all of it by herself. She'll insist you call her by name. How she needs someone to carry a basket around as she tends to her flowers. She'll see if you want to feed Dhalia with her, and before you can leave, a fresh cup of tea will be placed in your hands.

She'll have you sit next to her dolled up all pretty and just talk to you about anything, all while her light fingers linger longer than they should. She has you try on some of her jewellery, preferably naked, just to see how it looks, of course.

That one time when she woke up late at night just to take a little stroll around the estate, and you just couldn't stop yawning, so she sat down on the stone bench, offering you her lap. Once you finally gave in, you laid upon the stone, a head resting in her lap.

She lulls you to sleep with gentle hands, stroking your exposed skin in tender circles. You awoke in her bedroom, to birds chirping and the gentle breeze of the wind. The sweet embrace of her hand running along your head that was pressed against her breast. You stretched your body and looked up, being met with a soft smile and a loving "good morning, my dove."

Following that night, when you made your way towards her quarters, a sheepish smile was placed upon your face and a warm feeling in your chest.

Imagine the surprise, seeing somebody else by her side, and you tried to be reasonable, tried to pull every possibility out of your head, but it still didn't help the bitter feeling in your heart.

So later that day, when everybody was asleep, you went to her workroom, plopping yourself on your knees in front of her. Teary-eyed head pressed into her lap with handfuls of her hanfu, you asked her through held back sniffles.

"Please don't replace me."

With widened eyes, Meng Yao wasted no time raising you up onto her lap, forehead touching yours with her hands hold your cheeks as she whispers onto your lips.

"I would never entertain such thoughts, my sweet."

She stretches one of her arms out, reaching behind you to pick up the neatly wrapped gift box, and plops it in your hands. With curiosity, you open the gift. You are met with a thin gold necklace, one that matches hers, with accents that compliment your skin. You let out a gasp, awestruck at the beauty of the jewellery.

"Meng Yao, this beautiful, thank you, I don't know what to say." She chuckles, a teasing grin on her features she whispers into your ear.

"Of course, my sweet dove, I had it custom-made just for you... though you are simply adorable when you're jealous."

You feel your cheeks heat up, staring at nothing but the piece of ornamentation. She takes the necklace out of the box and fixes it around your neck. One hand rests on the curve of your neck, the other finds its spot on your cheek, thumb rubbing circles over your skin.

"So beautiful."

Your eyes flicker at hers and find that she's staring directly at you, not the necklace. Her thumb runs over your lips, she whispers, eyes ogling down at your lips.

"I wish to feel your lips upon mine... is that alright?"

Breathless, you nod your head and mutter out a tiny "please." She takes hold of your chin, guiding your lips to hers, your eyes fall shut. Her lips feel so soft brushing up against yours, you felt her tongue brush against your lower lips, hesitantly you let your mouth drop open.

Her hand falls down to the small of your back, pushing your body closer. You let out a soft whine as her tongue dances around your own. The kiss gets rougher, and you feel an ache between your legs, you let your hips take an experimental grind.

Meng Yao pulls herself away, a string of saliva connecting your lips. You try to chase after hers, but she puts her index finger on your lips, halting you in your tracks and wiping away the string.

A small pout takes form while you let your dilated eyes fall open, gazing upon her own heavy-lidded dioxazine ones. A smile on her lips, she grabs hold of your waist, standing you both up, she takes your hand in hers.

"Accompany me to the bathing rooms."

Upon arriving, she sets the tub, putting in oils and bath salts, to help the skin. She turns towards and disrupts the peaceful silence that settled between the two of you.

"Please be a dear and help me undress my sweet angel dove."

She turns her back towards you and you carefully step forward. Taking her hanfu off, layer by layer, revealing the intricate tattoo that takes its place on her lean muscular back. Averting your eyes quickly before she can turn around and reveal her bare body to you.

You opt to let your eyes trace the designs along the floor. She takes hold of your chin, slowly raising it, being met with her supple breasts that have your cheeks burning hot before your eyes locked with hers. A small smirk tugging at her lips she whispers.

"Let me take care of you."

You feel a pulse of arousal pooling in your abdomen. With a nod of your head, she pulls you closer by your hips, stripping you of your clothes.

Faced with her bust, you couldn't help but leave an open mouth kiss under her pebbled nipple, sucking the skin gently before pulling away. She lets out a small gasp, letting the rest of your clothes fall to the floor. She leans down to your face, tapping the tip of your nose, a teasing grin on her lips. She lets her fingertips glide down your spine with her other hand, a shiver runs through you.

"Naughty... very naughty indeed."

She steps away and moves closer to the bath. Standing next to it, she gestures towards the steaming water as if saying "you first." Realizing your naked, you wrap your arms around your boobs and take timid steps towards the bathing area.

She puts one of her hands on your back as you step into the tub, waiting for you to sit down. Settling down in the deep tub that accommodates her size, you play with your fingers under the water.

"Don't be so nervous, love. Does it feel good?"

You look over at her only to lock eyes with her wet core, you quickly turn your head away, your heart beating rapidly. You didn't know your body could get this hot, you stutter out your reply.

"I- well I mean" you take a deep breath and exhale. "Yes, thank you."

She lets out a deep chuckle, sitting down in front of you, her legs taking place on both sides of your body. She eyes you for a minute before speaking out.

"Come here."

You move closer with the help of her hands on your waist, she repositions herself, so you sit on top her thigh. She gives you a smile, a twinkle in her eye, leaning forward she gives your lips a peck.

"You're gorgeous, you know that?"

You let a shy smile grace your face and let out a small "thank you." She pulls your body flush against her, rubbing a hand up and down your back, laying your head against her chest.

A comfortable silence settles between the two of you, your hands resting on her shoulder, your lips forms a giddy grin, butterflies forming in your stomach. She gives the top of your head a kiss, your eyes flutter shut and gives the top of her breast a small kiss in return.

She lets out a small sigh, one hand dropping to hold onto the globe of your ass, giving it a slight squeeze, the other makes it way to your hip. You give another peck to her tit, then another and then another. The hold on your waist gets tighter, slowly gliding you over the apex of her thigh. Your bundle of nerves dragging deliciously back and forth.

Sparks of pleasure shooting throughout your body, coiling up in your abdomen. Letting out little moans, you take one of her nipples in your mouth, flicking and circling it with your tongue.

She lets out low grunts and grinds you faster against her thigh. Your body starts twitching, holding onto her shoulders tightly, you scatter various little hickeys over her breasts. Your breath hitches, squeezing her thigh around your own, you bite down on her shoulder, tears making their way in your eyes.

She litters kisses on the top of your head. Your blood rushes downward, fire pooling low in your abdomen and your muscles tense up.

The bath water splashes against the sides caused by the vigorous rolling hips. Words of encouragement are whispered huskily into your ear. A shudder runs through your body, arching your chest into hers. Panting against her body, you clenched your eyes shut, tears springing free. You come undone on her thigh, crying out between choked cries "mommy."

Tender hands gently guide your stuttering hips back and forth, riding out your high. You come back down hearing Meng Yao's sweet praise and a hand caressing your head.

"You did so well."

"Such a good little dove."

"It's all alright, I'm here"

"Such a pretty darling."

"You took it so well."

Sharp teeth biting onto her lip with heavy breaths, she stares down at you with lidded eyes, assessing the situation. She wants nothing more than to grind your face onto her throbbing cunny at this very moment, but she comes to the decision that she'll let you have a break, for now of course. She reaches over to grab a soft cloth, squirting soap into it.

Sitting you up between her thighs, she lathers the soapy cloth over your body. Your tired eyes roam her body, letting your fingertips track the marks you made. Using both hands to massage your muscles, working her way down towards your arms and towards your chest. The cloth runs against your nipple, gasping you flinch back. She purred in a hushed tone.

"You're so sensitive." She pauses before continuing. "Don't you want to wash me too?"

With a nod of your head, you pick up a different cloth and begin to do the same to her. Running it along her skin, stopping at her shoulder, you use both hands to ease the tension.

She lets out sighs of relief letting her head fall for a minute, only bringing it back up to bring focus to your tits. Squeezing the rag over your breasts, she set it down to the side, running her hands over your mounds. Pushing them together and pulling the hardened bud, you let out little moans.

She rinses the suds of your breasts, wrapping her arm around your lower back and pulls your chest to her face, taking hold of a nipple in her mouth. Swirling her tongue around the pebbled bud, cupping the other one in her hand, tweaking the nipple between her fingers.

Noticing how close your knee is to her folds, you gently nudge it against her core. A gasp fills the room, her face forms into a teasing smile, sinking her sharp teeth into your shoulder, simultaneously grabbing onto the back of your thigh and pushing it against her core.

You let out a whine, wincing at the stinging sensation, she runs her tongue over the punctured wound. She lets out a sigh, spread her legs a little more and grinding her swollen bundle of nerves against your knee. She grips the hair at the base of your neck, snapping it up and shoving her tongue roughly down your throat.

Your hands fall down to one of her breasts, squeezing it between her fingers and the other trails downwards, on her stomach. Before your fingertips can meet her throbbing clit she pushes you back, against the other side of the tub. Positioning herself over you, she rubs her cunt against your abdomen. She shoves your face between her mounds, you begin to lick and suck the sensitive area. She holds your hair tightly, panting out breathy moans. Rutting her hips back and forth, she hisses out.

"F-fuck."

Your eyes widen, a softly muffled "language" is heard below her. A smile makes its way to her face, shaking her head she lets out a tsk. You feel her hips starting to lose their rhythm, she barks out through gritted teeth.

"Say it again."

It takes you a second to realize what she wants. She lets out an airy gasp as you run your finger down her spine, letting your tongue drag up towards her collarbone purring out.

"Please come for me... mommy"

Biting down on her shoulder, electricity shoots throughout her body, hips stuttering. Her nails sink into your skin as a piercing moan rips throughout the room. Your hands rub her shoulders and back as you trail kisses over her chest and up to her neck, sucking the skin under her jaw gently.

She lets out huffs of air, and you help her come down from her high. A finger hooks under your chin, your lips are brought to hers. She then moves herself down, resting her head against your breasts.

A pleasant stillness fills the once lively room. Laying together and you share each other's warmth.

You run your fingers through her hair and slide a hand up and down her back. You see no need to disrupt the peaceful energy created in the room. She brings her hand up, putting one digit under your chin and guiding your face to hers, giving you one meaningful and deep kiss.

As if she couldn't get enough.

She pulls away, gazing longingly into your eyes. You feel her heart beating in her chest, and she feels yours. The next words she utters out is said in a lascivious whisper.

"I suppose... we should continue this in my quarters."

Your widened eyes is enough for her to carry on with her words. With a gleam in her eyes and a smug smile, she chuckles.

"You didn't think I was done with you? Did you?"

She stands up, the water droplets perfectly cascade down her soft skin. Dripping off her breasts in a way that has the throbbing between your legs creep back.

Stepping out, she fetches a robe, proceeding to hold out a hand to help you out. You take her hand in yours, coming to a stand and stepping out as well. She wraps the robe around you, arms going through the sleeves, it fits in your body perfectly.

She runs her hands down your front, only stopping at your tits to give them a quick squeeze that has you jumping. She chuckles, hands finding the fluffy belt to tie around you. Stepping back to admire her crafty work, she turns her body around, looking back at you from over her shoulder with a teasing grin and with a sway of her hips she goes to get another robe.

Her ass slightly shaking with each step, you feel the heat inch its way over your face once again, it has your cunt drippings. As she turns back around you quickly avert your eyes, she quirks her lips into a smirk before dropping it quickly.

Adjusting the robe onto her body, she slinks back over into your direction. Holding your chin with her thumb and pointer, she gives you a kiss on your lips. Leaning down to your ear she purrs.

"Are you ready?"

You feel yourself clench around nothing, nodding your head with hast. She takes your hand leading you towards the door, you stop and turn your head towards the discarded clothes. She stops with you, turning her gaze upon what caught your attention.

"I will have them sent to us in the morning dear. Let us go."

Exiting the bathing room and entering the halls, you walk side by side with her. Both of you fall into a comfortable silence.

Up ahead, she hears someone coming and tilts her down to the floor. A servant you recognize stops before you both. "Oh! Madam Zhao! It is so late, I hope..." the servant stops mid-sentence, her gaze finally landing on your intertwined hands.

Following the robes sleeves up she sets her eyes on the varying marks left on your skin, she then observes Meng Yao's state. The floor soon becomes her sole interest, shuffling on her two feet, she continues "...you are feeling well." Meng Yao just smiles sweetly at the servant.

"Mmm yes, of course I am well." She pulls you closer, dancing her fingers along your back until her arm hooks around your wasit, pulling you flushed against her. "We are enjoying our quality time together."

A heat spreads over your face, remembering what has happened mere moments ago. Now you look just like the servant you have worked along side with.

"Good night, and have a pleasant sleep."

"You as well Madam Zhao." The servant bows and takes a quick leave. A smile appears on Meng Yao's face, taking steps towards her room, pulling you along with her.

With no further interruptions, you make your way to her door, anticipation building up in your gut. She opens the door for you, letting you in first. Stepping in after you, she slides the door shut, closing the both of you off from the rest of the world.

Coming up behind you, she lays her hands on your shoulders, massaging them a little before letting her hands glide down your arms and placing a peck on your nape. In the quiet you whisper out. "I've dreamed of this for a while now... being with you, I mean." There is a moment of silence feeling her lips form a smile before she whispers back.

"So have I."

Her lithe fingers pull at your belt, tugging it completely off and letting it hit the ground. The robe falls apart slightly, revealing a strip of your skin.

Stepping around you to see you better, she pushed her hands under the robe. Hands roaming your stomach and up to the under part of your boobs. Tracing her thumbs under them, you let out a small sigh at the sensation.

She moves to push away the soft material, letting it fall around you. Skin prickling, your nipples harden in the cold room. Your hands go for her belt, untying it and pushing the robe away from her and having it meet the same fate as yours.

She gazes down at you, biting her lip with heavy eyes awaiting your next move. Your hands barely hover over her skin, admiring her body under her lust-filled gaze. You lean forward to give a peck on her nipple, watching it harden after.

She abruptly pulls your body against hers. Tits smooshed against the others. She reaches down, curling an arm around your back and a hand on your ass, pulling you up, your legs wrap around her waist.

Lips connect in a passionate kiss, full of unspoken words and promises. She walks over to her bed, laying you down in the middle without breaking apart. Her kisses run under your jaw, trailing down your neck to your collarbone.

Her lips graze over the necklace she had gifted you from earlier, she smiles fondly at the memory. Continuing her descent, she swirls her tongue around your nipple, doing the same to the other. Your body heats up under hers, letting out sighs, you feel the throbbing between your legs grow.

You lay a hand on her head. She trails her kisses down, just below your pubic bone before licking a straight line-up to your breasts. A spark runs up your spine, toes curling and thighs clenching, you let out a high-pitched whine.

She kisses down the wet strip of saliva she left behind, slower this time. When she reaches just above your puffy clit she licks a straight line-up, followed by another whine.

Your brows furrow, a pout forming on your lips, you send a glare down at her, trying to persuade her. You are met with her lifting slightly, gazing sharply in your eyes with a tilt of her head and one brow raised, challenging you. Her next words were said in a low command.

"Don't try to pull that on me."

You break your gaze and whimper out "I'm sorry."

She lets out an acknowledging hum, easing herself back better your legs. Repeating the teasing process four times, dancing her lips around your dripping cunt.

She loops her arms around your underside, gripping onto your hips, pushing you into the bed. With each kiss that is laid upon your thighs, a building pleasure coils between your legs, sucking and nipping on the sensitive skin.

Finally making her way to your core, blowing her cool breath on your burning, clit. She licks her soft lips and plants them on your swollen bud. A gasp leaves your lips, hips trying to buck under her hold, she moves away.

Your hands grab hold on top of hers as she glides her tongue up your slit in long and slow strokes. Breaking away before she meets your bundle of nerves, a drawled out whine leaves your lips.

"Please, pretty please mommy."

Her lips attach to your bud once more, sucking on it as she lets out a hum of approval. A small chuckle leaving her lips, letting go to speak in a low breathy tone.

"See? Was that so hard?"

She lets the flat of her tongue meet your pussy lips, dragging it upwards towards your clit, she skims over it. Gazing deeply into your eyes with a smug look on her face, she laps at your bud.

You writhe under her, pulling at her hands, airy moans leave your mouth. Your hands find their place on her head, fingers threading into her hair, you pull at the base of her head. She lets out a groan, vibrating against the bundle of nerves before her eyes fall close.

Her lapping turns into fast flicks, saliva falling down her chin, her grunts become longer the more you pull her hair. A familiar coil tightens in your abdomen, your cry comes out in choked sobs. Your muscles tighten preparing for a euphoric high only for it to be ripped away at the last second.

You feel tears gather in your eyes, whining out a multitudes of no's and why's.

Meng Yao climbs over you, locking the two of you in a passionate kiss that is mixed with saliva and arousal. She huffs, eyes are filled with desire, grabbing your legs, she pushes them against your chest, just far enough apart to see your breasts.

You wrap your hands around the back of your knees as she positions her hot core above yours. She places her hands over your own, knees sinking into the side of the bed next to your hot body.

A sinful grin pulls way on her lips, staring down at you with lidded eyes, your cunt gushes at the sight. She sinks her hips down on yours, dripping folds meet yours. A moan is shared between the two upon contact. She gives an experimental roll of the hips, leaving both of you sighing in relief.

You wiggle your hips side to side chasing after the pleasure. Jolting together as your clits rubbed one another deliciously. A taunting voice cuts through the air.

"Ever the patient one, aren't you?"

A pout forms on your face, your hands desperately aching to be on hers, you whimper out, "I'm sorry." She leans down, laying a soft kiss on your lips. A hand is brought to your neck, squeezing the sides, you let out a moan at the pressure, your hand takes hold of her arm.

With no warning, she rolls her hips roughly against yours, picking up momentum. A moan rips through your body as you feel yourself sinking into the mattress with each thrust. The moans she lets out sends arousal down to your sopping core, her breasts bouncing so rhythmically, you just had to reach out to touch it.

She lets out a high-pitched moan at the sudden touch, with a dark look in her eye she grinds her hips against yours harder. You let out strangled cries, feeling heat spreading under your skin. Your tits jiggle oh so perfectly below her, she can't bring herself to look away, a coil starts to tighten in her abdomen.

Her pants are heavy, and her thrusts turn erratic, a signifier that she's approaching her high. A red hue paints her face, her face is pinned in pleasure.

Your back arches, a heat pools at your groin, ready to burst, writhing and twisting under her strong hold. She lets go of your neck to take hold of your cheeks, puffing your lips. Leaning down to kiss them, tears pour out of your eyes, feeling your about to tip over the edge. She pants out in a husky whisper.

"Come on baby. Say mommy, do it for me."

Waves of pleasure take over you, a white veil curtains your vision. Her hips snapping against yours, you scream out "Oh fuck, m-mommy."

This sends her into a stupor, she throws her head back and her back arches. You reach your hands up to her mounds, squeezing one and tweaking the other. She takes hold of your hands and lets out a loud cry. Cunt gushing over yours, your fluids mix together as her rolling hips slow down, helping you both come down from your orgasms.

With heavy puffs of air she lifts her sopping cunt off of yours, strings of arousal connecting you together. She grabs your sore legs and places them down with care, giving you little kisses.

She grabs one of the discarded robes and cleans your tired body with it. You wince as the fabric meets your sensitive lips, she coos down at you, doing the same to herself once she's done with you. Throwing it in the corner for later, she climbs back on the bed next to you.

The cold air helps your body cool down. Tugging you into her, your body's slots together like a puzzle. One arm is drapped over your side, hand rubbing circles into your back. The other hand is brushing soft knuckles against your cheek.

Her gaze holds deep fondness as she looks upon you. One of your arms is hooked over her hip as the other goes to hold the hand by your face. She takes your hand, guiding it to her lips and giving your palm kisses without taking her eyes off yours.

You feel safe here in her arms, you always feel so at peace whenever you're with her, but this feels different. Like you could spend an eternity here with her, in the safety of her arms. Her soft-spoken words only prove this further.

"How are you feeling?" She pauses before speaking again. "I have greatly enjoyed this, I've always relished the moments when you're with me." A soft blush has crept over her cheeks.

You smile up at her, inching closer to press a peck on her lips, you answer. "That was wonderful... thank you. I enjoy every second of every time we have spent together. I... I care for you deeply." She pulls you closer, kissing your forehead and then lets her nose brush against yours, she whispers out.

"As do I."

Two hearts beat together, wrapped against one another in tangled arms. The two of you share sloppy slow kisses, a silent promise of partnership. You feel your body slip into a slumber, Meng Yao looks you over once more, gives a single kiss to your lips and joins you in sleep.

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