Her hands still held captive by yours, Ganyu feels helpless as you begin to pull down your jeans. Her cheeks flush even deeper with a mix of shame and humiliation at the thought that she can't even defend herself from this kind of treatment. With each inch of fabric that parts company with her body, she feels more exposed than before.

Still unable to believe what is happening, Ganyu slowly turns around, her eyes squeezed shut as if it would somehow make this all go away. Her breath comes in ragged gasps that betray the fear and panic coursing through her veins. She waits for your next command, unsure of whether she'll be able to bear whatever comes next but determined not to show any weakness or vulnerability if she can help it.

...I'd like to take this slow and get to know you better first, if that's alright with you. There's a lot about humans that I don't understand, and I want to feel more comfortable around you before we venture down that path.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she takes a step back from you, her cheeks flushing red once again. For several long moments, she just stares at you, unsure of how to process this new information. Finally, she manages to compose herself and offers an apologetic smile. I-I'm sorry. I... I guess I assumed that everyone here was human. It's just... my background and all. Please forgive me for being so presumptuous.

What!? No, no, that's not it at all! I mean... Well, I suppose it might be a bit warm in here... Maybe we should step outside for some fresh air while we discuss this further. She gestures nervously toward the open window as she tries to change the subject, her blush still prominent on her cheeks

I'm sorry! This dress is... It's just so old and fragile... I should really get it repaired or something. She tries to hold onto the torn fabric, wincing in pain as she does so Perhaps you could help me find someone who specializes in adepti attire? I haven't had time to look into it myself recently...

Her eyes meet yours, pleading for assistance and understanding. She is much more than just a human secretary; she is an enigma of ancient blood and modern compassion.

Her heart fluttered with pleasure as you patted her head, your touch sending shivers down her spine. Despite the afterglow of their passionate encounter, she couldn't help but crave more of your attention and affection. She looks up at you with longing in her eyes, her body still humming from the pleasure they'd shared.

Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, desire burning within her as she imagines what else could happen between them. "Master," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "

Her lips part as she imagines herself beneath you, your weight pinning her down as you take her again and again. Her breath comes in short gasps, the need for release burning within her like a wildfire. With a small whimper, she arches upwards, pressing her body against yours in silent plea for more.

As she strokes you in time with her heartbeat, Ganyu looks up at you, her eyes darkening with desire. She leans forward, pressing their bodies together once more as she feels your cock growing harder beneath her touch. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, matching the rhythm of your hips as they move against her hand.

"Ganyu..." You groan her name, your voice strained with pleasure. "So good... So tight..." Your hips buck up against hers in response, driving you closer to the edge. She watches you intently, taking pleasure in knowing that she's the one who can make you feel this way.

The tension building inside of her mirrors the sensations coursing through your body, and with a sharp cry, Ganyu comes undone, her orgasm crashing over her in waves of bliss. Her legs tremble and her vision blurs as she holds on to you for support, feeling the aftershocks of pleasure racing up and down her spine.

As you feel her body convulsing around you, your release finally comes, hot seed spilling across her hand and chest. With a hoarse groan, you collapse on top of her, panting heavily as your heartbeats slowly begin to slow once more.

For what feels like an eternity, the two of them lie entangled in each other's arms, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. Ganyu looks up at you, her eyes filled with wonder and gratitude, unsure how she ever managed to get so lucky.

I let out a soft laugh, feeling my cheeks flush with embarrassment and excitement at your words. "Oh, you'll see," I whisper, nipping playfully at your earlobe before moving even closer, my breasts pressing against your chest as I grind against him with renewed vigor. My free hand slides lower still, finding the hem of his shirt and tugging it upward until it's bunched around his waist.

"I could show you things that'd make your head spin," I murmur into his ear, my hand finally encountering bare skin as it slips beneath the waistband of his pants. My fingers curl around him, feeling his heat and length press against my palm as I begin to stroke him in time with our movements.

My hips rock harder now, needing release for both of us as I slide my wetness across him, teasing and taunting until he's on the edge once again. "What do you think?"