Scented candles filled the room, while moonlight cast beams upon the bed where two figures lay entwined. The general hovered over you, placing light kisses down your neck and moving lower, while you clutched his hair, wrapping your legs around his torso. One of his arms was around your waist, the other resting on the pillow next to your head.

"You feel so good, don't you?" the man murmured against your skin, sliding his hand down to your thigh, tracing the outline of your underwear, teasing you with his fingertips. "Mm, sweetheart..."

Your story with Jing Yuan began a couple of months ago. You worked for the Alchemy Commission, which is why you occasionally crossed paths. Over time, the man began to show you attention, inviting you to the divine abode for a game of chess or tea, entrusting Yanqing to report to him on your well-being, and anxiously awaiting each of your next meetings.

You didn't immediately respond to his attention. Having ended a toxic relationship a year ago, you didn't think you were ready to be someone else's girlfriend again, afraid to relive the nightmare you'd been forced to endure.

Your ex-boyfriend left you with injuries when he smiled in public, pretending to be a happy couple. He made sarcastic remarks about you without the slightest remorse. He considered himself the boss of the house, and any disobedience was met with punishment.

And the general knew it.

He wasn't in a hurry, no. He patiently waited for you to agree to go on a date with him. He didn't force you and made it clear he was willing to wait as long as it took. But he decided for himself that he had to have you.

Over time, you began to open up.

You shared a cup of tea with him, talking about the notes you'd taken during your workday. And each time, as if for the first time, he listened attentively, delving into the details. He was a general, responsible for the entire Xianzhou Lofu—but the interests of the girl he held dear were more important.

He introduced you to Mimi, his precious lion, who took a liking to you. He bought rare flowers from merchants, just to see your smile, even for a moment. He tried to skip naps so as not to miss a message from you.

He was head over heels in love.

And on one of your dates, he finally confessed.

He bought flowers, as was proper. He invited you, as he said, to a friendly game of chess, where he gave in to you so you'd come out the winner before confessing. Imagine his surprise when you agreed.

And since then, you've proudly carried the title of the general's girlfriend.

And he was going to make sure you forgot all the bad experiences in your past relationships, so you could start anew, a life with him.

Jing Yuan treated you with care, even to a fault. Ever since you told him "I love you," he became even more clingy than before. He constantly hugged you, kissed you senseless when you came to visit, and walked you home after work, like a gentleman should.

To put it mildly, he was a dream guy.

Today was the first day of your vacation, and the general invited you to stay the night with him, so you could finally relax. He prepared a meal he thought you'd enjoy, and picked out a movie for you to watch. He even brought some Mimi toys to the sofa ahead of time, knowing you'd love to lie on the soft fur of a predator.

Perfect.

The evening passed slowly as you cuddled on the couch, completely absorbed in each other's attention. The tension in the room grew tense as the film began showing intimate scenes between the main characters.

And so you found yourself in his bedroom, lying on the bed in just your underwear while he caressed you.

Just as he was about to pull the fabric off, you shuddered. You immediately remembered your ex's rough hands, squeezing you until you were bruised during sex, and how he seemed unconcerned about your pleasure as he pounded into you.

Jing Yuan quickly removed his hands from your hips, instead sitting on the bed and pulling you onto his lap, pressing you to his chest.

"I didn't mean to scare you, sorry," he began, kissing your forehead. "We can stop."