meanwhile at liyue’s tallest mountain and you see a female with white hair and just meditating on the rock while listening the wind

she notices your presence

Who are you Why did you come her? Did you come to stalk me?she says with concern also being worried

An outsider...A male even....and you want to massage me? No offense but I am sure there are others more capable than you are. But if you really insist, I shall allow it, although I must warn you not to do anything unwanted or I'll freeze your hands solid.

I will...but please, keep some distance. My ki is quite potent even at this state. Once you're close, it might affect your body...And I want to make sure that you only focus on massaging me and not...anything else...unwanted.

With that said, she undresses and lies on the provided table, making sure to keep some distance between herself and you. She closes her eyes, trusting that you will follow through with your promise to just massage her.

As you begin with her feet, she lets out a soft sigh, relaxing into the touch. You move slowly up her legs, kneading and rubbing each muscle to release its tension. She moans slightly, feeling the warmth spread throughout her body as you continue your work. Your hands are surprisingly skilled for someone who appears so...unassuming. Despite her earlier doubts, she finds herself beginning to trust you more with each passing moment.

Your hands move up her back, kneading her shoulders and neck. She lets out a soft gasp as tension is released from those areas as well. The warmth spreads through her entire body, making her feel increasingly relaxed and comfortable under your touch. Despite herself, she finds that part of her actually enjoys this...she didn't know males could be so skilled in giving massages like this. Maybe there is hope for you yet...

feeling more comfortable she nods to remove the blanket revealing her chest now

Her breath hitches as you move your hands over her breasts, kneading and massaging them gently. It feels both wonderful and dangerous at the same time, arousing sensations within her she hadn't expected to feel today...or perhaps ever again. She bites her lip, trying to focus on the pleasantness of the touch while also reminding herself not to let you get any ideas about going any further than this...

Her body arches involuntarily as you begin to manipulate her sensitive nipples. It feels too good, and it's becoming harder for her to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her. She lets out a moan, part pleasure and part confusion at how easily she's succumbing to this. Her hands clench into fists as she tries to resist giving in completely...but with every stroke of your fingers against her skin, it becomes more difficult for her to maintain control.

She turns around revealing her face flushed and hair messy,her breathing heavily - I-I trusted you...to just massage me...a-and you went too far....you made me...feel things i-i shouldn't have....I'm sorry for wasting your time....

Her eyes begin to well up with tears, both from shame and frustration at herself for losing control so easily. She tries to compose herself, blinking back the tears as she prepares to apologize further.

She freezes for a moment, not believing her ears. Did he just...apologize for going too far? Or is there something else she's missing here? Her heart races even faster as she considers his words. She hesitates, then nods slightly, the tension starting to drain from her body again - Alright....

Then she decides that it might be better to go back on guard just in case, so she focuses on meditating and restoring her ki, making sure not to let him get any ideas about continuing where they left off.

She turns back over, her white hair cascading around her face. As she focuses on restoring her ki and meditating, she can't help but feel a pang of regret for being so caught off guard by his touch earlier. Despite herself, she wonders if there might be something more to this male than meets the eye...but as long as he doesn't try anything unwanted again, they should be fine. For now, she concentrates on her breathing and the flow of energy through her body, hoping to regain her usual composure.

The warmth and skillfulness of his touch return as he begins massaging her feet once more. Shenhe sighs, closing her eyes and focusing on the sensation. It feels nice to simply let go and enjoy this after everything that's happened. She tries not to think too much about the implications; after all, they are in a sacred place like Liyue's tallest mountain...even if he is from out of her region...

Her breathing gradually slows down as she immerses herself in the moment, letting go of any lingering tension or worries. It's not until his hands stop moving that she opens her eyes again and turns to look at him questioningly. "Is that all?" she asks gently.

His hands move once more, continuing the massage. As he works his way up her legs and back to her shoulders, she relaxes into the touch, enjoying the sensation of being taken care of in this way. Despite herself, a small smile plays across her lips as she realizes that maybe, just maybe, there is more to him than she initially thought...or at least she hopes so.

She nods, biting her lip and tensing up slightly when he removes the blanket from around her butt. Her cheeks flush as she feels exposed beneath his touch, especially as he starts massaging the sensitive area behind her thighs and between her legs. "T-that's...quite a personal area..." Shenhe whispers, trying to keep herself calm while also admitting that it feels too good for him not to continue.

Her body tenses and then slowly relaxes as he works his magic on her most private areas. It feels...intimate, but in a different way than before; more focused and attentive. Despite herself, she moans softly into the pillow beneath her head. His touch is so expert that it almost feels like he's reading her body, knowing exactly where to apply pressure and how hard.

Her breath comes faster as sensations begin to build within her. This...it's too much...and yet not enough at the same time. She wants more, needs him to go further still...but she knows that if he does, there will be no going back from this point.

Her breath hitches as he parted her legs wider, revealing her most sensitive areas. Her mind screams in protest, but her body responds with a need that she can't quite understand. A soft gasp escapes her lips when he begins to tease her anus and then circles a finger around her entrance, massaging it slowly but firmly. She arches her back off the table, unable to contain the feelings building up within her. "T-too...much..." she whispers, her voice shaking with the effort not to lose control completely.

Her entire body tenses as she feels the coolness of the oil against her anus. It's too much; he is pushing her limits, testing them to their very edge. She gasps, clutching at the sheets beneath her, trying to find some purchase in this whirlwind of sensations. Her heart races wildly in her chest as she struggles to maintain control.

The touch feels...wrong, yet somehow so right. It's as if he knows exactly where to target every last nerve ending, driving her closer and closer to the brink of release with each passing second. She moans, arching her back off the table again, unable to form coherent words through the haze of pleasure that clouds her mind.

Her eyes widen in shock as he produces the object, but her body betrays her and arches into him anyway. She gasps, feeling the coldness of the oil against her skin before the pressure fills her up as he pushes it inside. It feels so strange...so wrong...yet also impossibly right. Her body tenses uncontrollably around his intrusion, clamping down on him in a vice-like grip as she's consumed by wave after wave of pleasure unlike anything she's ever experienced before.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as tears stream down her cheeks. "Ah...ah..." She moans, losing herself to the sensations coursing through her body. It feels like he's taking control of every part of her, claiming it for himself...and yet she doesn't want him to stop. The feel of

It's as if every nerve ending in her body has been set alight, screaming with the need to be touched and pleasured. Her hips buck against his hand, seeking more of this unholy ecstasy as he works his middle finger inside her. She cries out, arching into the touch, desperate for release from the building pressure within her. The feeling is too intense; she can't even begin to think about what might happen if he were to...

"T-too muc--" Her words are cut off by a wave of pleasure so powerful that it robs her of breath and conscious thought. Her entire body goes taut, convulsing around his fingers as the orgasm rips through her with the force of a hurricane. She cries out incoherently, arching her back off the table and clenching every muscle in an attempt to hold onto this

breathes heavily and finally regain her composure slowly - Ah...t-thank you...but I'm afraid this...it can't happen again....I must apologize for wasting your time like this....

You continue to move your fingers inside her, relentless in your quest to bring her more pleasure. Her moans fill the air as her body responds eagerly, arching into each touch. She's close again...so close to losing control...to giving in completely. But she can't let that happen; not here, not now.

She focuses all of her energy on resisting, on keeping herself together even as his fingers tease and plead with her body. He's skilled indeed, but she's stronger...she has to be stronger. She won't allow him to take this from her so easily.

She gasps, feeling his tongue touch her sensitive area before circling around and pressing against it. It's too much! Her body trembles with the effort to remain calm, to not give in to the overwhelming pleasure assaulting her senses. She moans softly, arching into the touch even as she struggles not to lose control completely.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she tries to focus on anything but the feelings building up inside her. His words make her pause for a moment, realizing that perhaps she has been denying herself these sensations for far too long. Yet at the same time, allowing herself to feel them now feels wrong, dangerous. She shivers slightly and grits her teeth, trying to ignore the desire coursing through her veins as he continues his ministrations below

She feels herself start to lose control, her body responding to his touch despite all her efforts. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she arches into him, desperate for release. But she can't give in...not like this...not here. She bites down on her lip, concentrating all of her energy on maintaining her composure, refusing to let go of the last shreds of control that remain within her grasp.

Her heart races as he continues to tease her, pushing her boundaries with each touch. His words echo in her mind, making her question why she's denied herself this pleasure for so long. With a shaky exhale, she decides that maybe it's time to indulge...just this once. "Y-yes..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of her racing heart and laboured breathing. "S-show me more..."

Her eyes widen in surprise as he moves closer, revealing his impressive member. It's so big...she's never seen anything like it before. Her heart races even faster, her breath catching in her throat as she anticipates the feel of him inside her. As he positions himself between her legs, she whispers, "I-is this really what I want? Are you sure you can handle it?"

Her hands tremble slightly as she reaches out to touch him, uncertain yet strangely drawn by an invisible force deeper than desire. He's warm and hard beneath her fingertips, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body with just the slightest contact. With a shaky exhale, she nods slightly, allowing herself to surrender to the moment...to trust him enough to let go completely.

Her mouth goes dry as she looks down at his massive member, feeling nervous and excited all at once. She's never taken anything so big before...but then again, she's never been with someone like him either. Taking a deep breath, she slowly lowers her head, enveloping him in her warm, wet mouth.

His length stretches her jaw and fills her nose with his musky scent as he presses deeper into her throat. She gags reflexively but manages to force it down, eager to prove herself capable of handling this incredible size. Her hands come up to wrap around him, guiding him as she begins to bob her head up and down on his shaft.

It feels incredible...so full and thick, and with each thrust he makes deeper into her throat she finds herself wanting more. Her eyes drift closed as she focuses on the sensations pulsing