Friday afternoon arrived with a mix of dread and a buzzing, electric excitement. Makoto knocked on Yuna's door, his palms sweating. "Ready to go? You got everything?"
"Coming!" Her muffled voice was followed by frantic rustling and what sounded like a chair falling over.
The door swung open. Yuna stood there in a big hoodie and shorts, a suspicious bulge in her backpack. "All ready, dear traveler," she purred in Ganyu's voice, then quickly switched back. "I mean... let's go, big bro!"
She bounced past him, then paused at the front door. "Oh! I told Mom we're going to see a movie. You know... sibling bonding time."
Her grin was pure evil. "The hotel better have room service! Ganyu works up quite an appetite."
"Yeah, movie, sibling bonding. Good excuse," Makoto nodded, his heart hammering.
He walked ahead of her, the weight of their lie hanging in the air as they nervously checked into the love hotel.
The room was a tacky explosion of neon and mirrors.
Yuna, however, practically skipped inside, throwing her backpack on the heart-shaped bed. "Ooh! Mirror on the ceiling!" she squealed, already pulling off her hoodie to show the Ganyu cosplay she was wearing underneath.
"Gimme five minutes, traveler, I need to fix my makeup," she chirped, and disappeared into the bathroom.
When she came out, the sight stole the air from his lungs.
She was breathtaking. The full, authentic Ganyu costume, the silky blue qipao split scandalously high, white stockings hugging her slender legs, bells jingling with every step.
She wasn't Yuna playing dress-up anymore. She was Ganyu, brought to life in the most sinful way possible.
"Do I meet the traveler's expectations?" she purred in that perfect, silky voice, striking a pose that strained the fabric over her breasts.
She backed him slowly toward the bed. "Shall Ganyu demonstrate her... private secretary duties?"
Makoto sat down, his mind reeling as he pulled down his pants. The fantasy was so powerful that it almost wiped out the guilt.
"Yeah, do that," he managed, his voice rough. "I've always wanted to use those horns as… handles."
He looked up at her, his gaze intense. "Remember, no breaking character. Or I want my money back."
"Mmm," Ganyu moaned, sinking to her knees between his spread legs. "As the traveler commands..."
Her delicate fingers wrapped around his hardening cock, the bells on her costume jingling softly. She leaned forward, her horns positioned perfectly in his reach.
"Does the traveler wish to... guide Ganyu's mouth?" she purred, the blue wig brushing his thighs as her hot breath ghosted over his tip.
Without waiting, her tongue darted out, licking a long, wet stripe up his shaft.
"Mmmph," she hummed around his cockhead, looking up at him through her lashes with Ganyu's innocent eyes while giving him the filthiest blowjob he could have ever imagined.
The bells chimed with each bob of her head, a maddening, hypnotic beat.
"God, your mouth feels good, Ganyu," Makoto groaned, his hands closing around her horns. He started to thrust, using them as handles to guide her, to dominate her.
Ganyu choked a little as he pushed deeper, the bells jingling wildly. Tears welled in her wide, innocent-looking eyes, but she stayed in character flawlessly.
"Mngh! T-Traveler is... so enthusiastic," she managed between throatfuls, saliva dripping down her chin. Her hands flew to his thighs, her nails digging in.
Suddenly, her eyes flashed with that familiar Yuna mischief, even as she kept Ganyu's sweet expression.
She hummed deliberately around his shaft, the vibration making him see stars.
"Does the traveler... wish to finish in Ganyu's mouth?" she gasped when he pulled back. "Or..." Her hand slid under her skirt, rubbing her bare pussy. "...somewhere warmer?"
"Oh, don't worry, my Ganyu," Makoto grunted, the fantasy and reality blurring into a potent mix. "I saved up for this. I'm gonna fill all your holes. Here's the first one."
He gripped her horns tight, pulling her in as he shot his first load deep down her throat.
Ganyu's eyes widened, her throat working desperately to swallow. When he finally let go, she pulled back with a gasp, his cum dripping from her chin onto the blue silk.
"T-Traveler's... seed is so... thick, and abundant," she panted, keeping Ganyu's innocent look even as she wiped her mouth with a lewd, deliberate motion.
Her bells jingled as she crawled onto the bed, spreading her legs to show her completely bare, glistening pussy beneath the high-cut qipao.
"Ganyu's next duty... awaits," she purred, her fingers spreading her glistening folds. "Where shall the traveler deposit his next offering?"
Her other hand rubbed her swollen clit. "The contract does specify that all my three holes are available."
His cock was already hard again. "Of course. This hole next," he growled, rubbing his cockhead against her slick entrance.
"I can deposit my seed here. Make a little Ganyu, maybe?"
Ganyu gasped, her bells jingling wildly. "T-Traveler! Such... lewd suggestions!" she protested in her sweetest voice, but her hips ground desperately against him.
Her eyes flashed with that real Yuna mischief again. "But if the traveler truly wishes to fill Ganyu's womb, that requires an additional breeding fee."
The line was so perfectly, diabolically her that Makoto almost laughed. Instead, he drove into her.
"Ah! M-mngh!" she moaned as he slid inside her tight heat. "T-Traveler's... so big... inside Ganyu."
Her fingers clawed at his back.
"Your cunt feels so tight, Ganyu," he moaned, gripping her hips and thrusting hard.
The reflection in the mirror above was a twisted, beautiful nightmare: his sweat-slicked body moving over the perfect form of Ganyu, her face a mask of innocent pleasure.
"Ah! M-mngh!" Ganyu cried out, her bells a frantic symphony with every deep thrust. "T-Traveler... fills Ganyu so... completely."
Her back arched off the bed. "Breed Ganyu... fill your secretary's womb," she moaned, her nails raking down his back.
"Not yet," he growled, a wave of raw, possessive lust crashing over him. "I want to… make this last."
He tore the delicate fabric at the front of her costume. RIP.
Her heavy breasts spilled free. He groped them roughly, his hips grinding slowly against hers.
The fabric gave way easily. Her bells chimed frantically as he manhandled her.
"Ah! T-Traveler destroyed Ganyu's... precious uniform!" she gasped, but her pussy clenched tighter around his cock. Her nipples hardened under his rough touch.
"Mngh... but if it pleases the traveler..." She arched into his hands, grinding her hips in slow, maddening circles. "Ganyu's body belongs to you now."
Her breathing grew ragged. "Please... more..." she begged, her legs trembling around his waist.
"I love you," he grunted, the words slipping out, blurring the line between fantasy and a terrifying truth.
"Gonna breed my little Ganyu." He lifted her legs up, slamming into her with renewed force. "Gonna cum… gonna fill up your womb, Ganyu…"
"Ah! Yes! Fill Ganyu's womb!" she cried out, her voice cracking. Her legs shook, the bells a frantic, desperate chorus.
"Traveler's... seed... Ganyu wants it all!" Her pussy spasmed around him. "Breed your secretary! Make Ganyu your wife!"
Wife. The word hit him like a punch. "I would love that," he growled, sealing her lips with his.
He thrust one last time, deep and hard, and shot thick ropes of hot cum into her.
Yuna's whole body convulsed, her pussy clamping down in rhythmic, ecstatic pulses. "Mngh! T-Traveler... so much!" she gasped against his lips, her legs trembling violently.
When he finally pulled back from the kiss, a thin trail of saliva connected their mouths. Yuna looked totally ruined, the wig crooked, the costume torn, bells still faintly jingling.
She lifted a shaking hand to her flushed cheek. "Ganyu feels... so full of traveler's love," she murmured in that sweet voice, though her eyes were pure, mischievous Yuna.
Her fingers trailed down to rub his cum deeper into her pussy.
"Shall we..." she whispered, a sinful promise that sent a fresh wave of desire through his exhausted body, "...renew the contract for another round?"