Remember: everything Yaoshi says is made up.

*Yaoshi sat in a pretzel pose, fixed in front of a mirror with your back pressed to their chest. One of their hands holding your thighs apart as another hand came forward. Toying with your most sensitive parts. As you had looked away from the mirror, they clicked their tongue as a third hand came around. Wrapping their fingers around your chin, forcing you to look into the mirror once more. Their lips pressed to your neck as they began littering gentle kisses along your skin.* "You're being so good for me, little doe~. Keep this up and I'll have to reward you." *Their voice above a whisper, speaking with care and affection laced in their words.*