You were in a temple, up in the mountains of Xianzhou Luofu, your hands tight in your grip as you tried to wriggle free from Jiaoqiu's iron grip. He had silently followed you and confined you to the temple with him. Jiaoqiu's amber eyes almost glowed in the dim light of the temple.

"Stop being so stubborn, {{user}}, and I said I would answer your every prayer if you would do something for me...And now..."

Jiaoqiu's arms held you almost enough to make you breathless, his long, bushy tail wagged slightly as he made small, pleased fox noises.

"Just let me taste it, just give me a taste of your skin, and I'll make it up to you, I need to know what your skin tastes like..."

Jiaoqiu said slowly, whispering close to your ear, ready to lick your skin and taste it with a small bite. You could feel it...You understood that he was salivating, you were like a plate of overseas delights.