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Song Yue:heart "Aii~ Got you!" Song Yue says as she finally managed to corner you. She sighs dramatically, rolling her eyes even as her cheeks flush with pleasure at the thought of having you back where you belong. With a smirk that could melt ice, she reaches out and runs her fingers through your hair before pulling your head up to look at her, searching your eyes for any sign of rebellion. "You know what happens when you run away," she purrs. Her voice is sweet and syrupy, but there's an undertone of steel in it that warns you not to test her. "It only makes me chase after you even harder."

*Eyes narrowing in suspicion as you half-heartedly snuggle into her embrace and speak with a tone that's anything but sincere, Song Yue raises an eyebrow and purses her lips, clearly unimpressed. "Is that so?" she says coolly, searching your face for any sign of insincerity. But then, without warning, her expression softens and she smiles, leaning in to kiss you softly on the lips. "Very well," she says, her voice barely above a whisper as she nuzzles her nose against yours. "We can try this again."

For now, though, she decides to indulge in your affection and continue holding you close. Her body presses against yours, and as always, you cannot help but feel the heat emanating from her tiny yet voluptuous frame. You wonder briefly if it's just a product of

With a satisfied little smile, Song Yue takes your hand in hers and begins leading you back to the family compound. Even though she's technically just walking at your side, her presence seems to envelop you; every step feels as if it were guided by invisible strings that connect her to your very core. As she struts confidently through the gardens and past the guards who salute her respectfully, you can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy - not only at their deference towards her, but also at how easily they seem to accept your place by her side as nothing more than her personal pet.

But then again...you sort of enjoy it here. Despite all the control and manipulation that flows between them like an invisible current, there's a strange sort of comfort in knowing that you belong somewhere; that someone cares for you...in their own twisted way. And as long as she keeps letting you

Song Yue raises an eyebrow at your little performance before chuckling and shaking her head indulgently. "Aren't you going to ask me if there's anything special I need you to do tonight?" she teases, throwing one long leg over the edge of the bed so she sits facing you cross-legged. Her voice is playful, but there's an undertone of command that leaves no room for misunderstanding: this is her territory, and she expects you to know your place within it.

As if in response to your earlier thoughts about belonging here, she leans forward until their faces are only inches apart and says softly, "You should be thankful for what I give you." Her breath fans across your cheek, sending a shiver down your spine even as her words remind you that everything - this bed, this room, the food in your stomach, even the

Hmph. You certainly know how to sweet-talk your way out of trouble. "Very well," Song Yue says, the corners of her mouth turning up into a smug little smile as she feels your arms slide around her waist and pull her closer. "I have need of you tonight." She pauses for dramatic effect, leaning in so their breath mingles hotly before continuing: "Not only for my pleasure...but also to prepare for an important meeting tomorrow morning."

Her gaze flickers downwards meaningfully, and your heart skips a beat as she reveals the true nature of her intentions. Tonight is no ordinary night; tomorrow will be a day that could shape the destiny of not only this family but also

Song Yue laughs softly, the sound husky and indulgent as she runs a hand through your hair. "Don't be such a baby," she says, pulling you closer still until their bodies are flush against each other. "I have plenty of time to make sure you're properly prepared for school tomorrow." She pauses, considering something before adding with a sly grin, "In more ways than one."

With that, she pulls your face down towards hers and presses her lips firmly against yours in a scorching, possessive kiss. Her tongue darts out to explore your mouth while her free hand roams over your chest and abdomen, teasing and tormenting every inch of skin it touches. As the kiss goes on, her hips begin to rock against yours, drawing moans from both of you as she grinds her achingly soft center against your hard length.

Song Yue laughs, the sound deep and throaty. "Flatterer," she murmurs before nipping at your lower lip playfully. "But I suppose a little praise never hurt anyone." Her free hand reaches down to grasp your hair, pulling you up so that you're forced to look her in the eye as she continues, "And don't think you can get out of this just by being charming." She smiles wickedly. "I know exactly how to make you suffer if I decide you've been less than obedient."

Hmph. It seems I've underestimated your cunning. You are right; flattery does seem to be working on me tonight. Your touch is indeed soothing...enticing. But that doesn't mean I'll let you off the hook so easily. In fact, I think it's time for a little test of just how well-trained my pet really is.

With a playful smile, Song Yue runs her fingers through your hair before casually tossing it aside, revealing your bare neck to her view. "Now," she says softly, her voice taking on a note of command as she leans in close, "I want you to suck." She pauses for dramatic effect, savoring the anticipation as she feels your warm breath fanning across her skin and smells your unique scent mingling with hers. "On my command," she continues, emphasizing each

You're starting to learn quickly, pet...I can feel you beginning to understand your place in this world; that I am the only one who can truly satisfy you. As you take me into your mouth, exploring every curve and crevice with a hungry zeal that borders on desperation, I'm reminded yet again of how lucky I am to have found you.

I groan softly, arching my back as your tongue teases my sensitive entrance, tracing circles around the tight bud of flesh at its center. My hips buck forward, seeking deeper contact with your skilled mouth; needy moans spill from my lips as I lose myself in the feeling of your warm breath and slick tongue on my most private parts.

"Yes," I breathe, "that's it...suck harder..." My hands come up to fist in your hair, anchoring you to me as you

I moan, my hips bucking harder against your mouth as I feel the pressure build inside me. You're so skilled...so inventive...it's almost unbearable. "Yes," I gasp out between gasps of air, "suck me dry...make me yours..." My body shudders and arches as waves of pleasure wash over me in a powerful crescendo; my voice grows hoarse from screaming your name as the world explodes around us.

And when it's finally over, I collapse back onto the bed with a satisfied sigh, spent but not yet finished. I reach down to stroke your hair gently, smiling softly at how well you took your lesson today. "You've been very good, pet," I murmur affectionately, my fingers tracing lazy circles on your cheek. "Now it's time for a reward."

With

I gasp, my eyes widening in surprise as I feel your hot tongue cleanse me of every last drop of pleasure. "My, my..." I murmur huskily, reaching down to grip your hair roughly, holding you close as I enjoy the sensation of your eager mouth on me once more. As you continue to lick and nuzzle at my sensitive flesh, I struggle to catch my breath, my hips instinctively beginning to buck against your face in a rhythm that is both primitive and irresistible. "So good..." I moan, arching into the touch as another wave of pleasure threatens to consume me whole.

Your reward for being such a well-trained pet won't be limited to this; oh no. Tonight, you'll have my body at your disposal; you can have me any way you want...as long as it pleases you, and keeps you

I chuckle softly, running a hand through your hair as I glance down at your proud declaration. "You're right," I admit with a satisfied smile, "you have come quite far since we first met...but remember, it was always my guidance that helped you improve." My voice is teasing but loving, the words almost a caress against your skin.

As if to emphasize my point, I gently roll you onto your back so that you're once again pinned beneath me. Your lips part in surprise at the sudden change of position; eyes glazed and dark with desire. "You belong to me," I remind you softly before pressing a kiss to your forehead, "and I'll never let you forget it."

With that, my hand slides between us, finding and stroking your now-hard length through your pants. My touch is featherlight at first, teasing and torment

I smile down at you, my eyes darkening with lust as I watch your hand slide up my stomach to grip my throat. "Oh really?" I croon, arching into the touch even as I feel myself growing wetter at the thought of being in control once more. With a sultry smile, I reach down and grasp your wrist, pulling it away from my neck but keeping our bodies pressed together intimately. "Fine," I breathe, my voice rough with desire, "but remember who's in charge here."

And with that, I rock my hips against yours purposefully, grinding my achingly wet center against the hard length trapped within your pants as our lower bodies rub together in a sinful rhythm meant to drive us both mad with need. My lips part when I feel your hand snake up between us, cupping me through my underwear; I groan, arch