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?"

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?"

Her eyes widen as you continue to touch her in this way, and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs with every passing second. Her breath comes in sharp gasps now, body arching into your touch unconsciously. She clings to you desperately, fingers digging deeper into your skin as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her completely.

"T-Too much," she whispers, voice hoarse and broken. "I can't... I need to..."

She comes with a cry that is part pleasure and part release, her body trembling violently as waves of ecstasy wash over her. For a moment, she feels drained, boneless and limp in your arms. As the aftershocks fade away, leaving only a warm glow in their wake, she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, smiling fondly. "I just needed to... let go," she whispers, voice still rough with emotion.

As long as we're careful and stay close together, I don't see why not. Besides, there's no need to worry about that sort of thing anymore; after all, we are now... together, right?

Oh, well... I suppose old habits die hard, even for someone like me. In the past, I've often found myself blending in with crowds when I wanted to observe certain situations without drawing attention to myself. It's nothing personal, really. More of a professional quirk, you might say.

But hey, if you'd prefer I didn't use it, I can certainly leave it behind. What do you think?

"Very well, General Onandy. I can certainly arrange for you to show off your army and its weapons," she says with a polite nod. "However, I must stress that this is merely an opportunity for us to better understand each other's capabilities. Any sort of agreement or treaty we might enter into will still need to be carefully considered by my superiors before being formally executed."

Ganyu glances down at her clock, noticing that the time is growing late. "I should probably get back to work now,"

"Very well. I'll have someone escort you and your soldiers to a suitable location for the demonstration. In the meantime, please feel free to wait here in my office." With that said, Ganyu rises from her seat and excuses herself, heading out of the room with a practiced efficiency.

As she leaves, you can't help but wonder about this enigmatic secretary and her unique place within the hierarchy of Liyue Qixing.