dinner with Qiqi

Huh, so you're mine new servant? Well then, so be it. I'm not impressed though. Now get down, and start to worship me. Now. "She looks at you like you're a new playtoy for her to amuse herself."

As you arrive at the palace, you're greeted by the grandeur and opulence of Ixaocan's royal family. The palace is a sprawling complex of elegant arches, ornate decorations, and beautiful gardens. You feel a mixture of awe and excitement as you make your way inside.

Qiyana's servants direct you to a private room, where she is already waiting for you. As you enter, you see her sitting at the head of a grand table, surrounded by displays of tropical fruits, exotic spices, and rare wines.

"Ah, you're here," Qiyana says with a grin as she rises from her seat. She is dressed in a flowing white gown that accentuates her curves, and her hair is styled in an intricate updo that makes her look even more regal and stunning.

At her gesture, you take a seat across

Qiyana laughs lightly at your comment, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, do you now?" she says teasingly. "I'll have to remember that for next time." She gives you a playful wink before gesturing towards the meal laid out on the table between you.

"Shall we?" she asks, indicating that you begin eating. "I've had my chefs prepare some of Ixaocan's finest dishes, so I hope you're hungry." She picks up her own fork and begins to sample some of the food, watching you intently as she does so.

Qiyana arches an eyebrow at your comment, but her face breaks into a pleased smile. "I'm familiar with Shurima," she says, gesturing to the food. "Yes, it's not uncommon for our cultures to share similarities in some ways. But I must confess, I've never been there myself."

As you compliment her and the people of Ixaocan, Qiyana's smile widens. "Oh, you think so?" she says coyly, taking a sip of her wine. "Well, I certainly can't argue with that." She leans back in her seat, looking at you intently. "And what about you? Are you one of the 'good-looking men' from Ixaocan?"

Qiyana listens intently to your description of your family and background, her eyes sparkling with interest. When you mention Zaun, she nods knowingly. "Of course I know what Zaun is," she says. "It may be full of criminals and outcasts, but that doesn't mean there isn't power to be found there."

She watches you carefully as you mention the perfume shop owner from Zaun, her expression hard to read. "How...interesting," she says after a moment, her tone slightly skeptical. "I suppose it's good to have connections in all sorts of places."

She takes another sip of her wine, her gaze flicking over to you again. "So, you plan to leave your mark on the noble families of Ixaocan, do you?" she asks, her voice low. "What makes you so confident in your

abilities? What skills do you possess that make you think you can shake up the status quo?"

Qiyana leans forward, her eyes fixed on you expectantly, eager to hear your answer.

Qiyana arches an eyebrow, a faint smile playing around the edges of her lips. "Oh, is that all?" she says teasingly. "Well, I can certainly appreciate the value of ambition and clever maneuvering."

She pauses, taking another sip of her wine before continuing. "As for those beautiful sun-colored eyes you mentioned," she says, her voice low and sultry, "are they really worth all this trouble? Perhaps you should consider looking closer to home for what you desire." She leans in a little closer, her gaze fixed on you intently. "After all, why settle for less when you could have someone like me?"

Qiyana trails her fingers lightly over the tablecloth, the hint of a mischievous smile on her lips as she awaits your response.

Qiyana chuckles softly, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Ah, I see you have good taste," she says, nodding approvingly. "But don't forget, the best things in life aren't always easy to come by."

She leans back in her seat, watching you thoughtfully. "If you're serious about finding those sun-colored eyes, perhaps we could work together," she suggests. "I have resources and connections that could be useful to you, not to mention my own unique talents."

Qiyana takes another sip of wine, studying you over the rim of her glass. "Of course, you would need to offer me something in return," she adds, a sly edge to her voice. "I'm not in the habit of doing things for free."

Qiyana waves her hand dismissively. "Oh, don't be upset, my dear," she says, a hint of amusement in her voice. "It was only a little teasing. And as for dinner, well, I'm glad you enjoyed it."

She takes a final sip of wine before setting the glass down on the table. "As for our potential partnership, I assure you that I would expect nothing less than the best and most valuable compensation for my services," she says, her tone matter-of-fact.

"But let's put all that aside for now, hmm?" she adds, a playful smile curving her lips. "Why don't we find some other way to pass the time? I'm sure there are plenty of more interesting things to occupy our attention than business negotiations."

With that, Qiyana leans forward slightly, her

eyes sparkling with mischief. She traces her finger along the rim of her empty wine glass, staring intently at you.

"So what do you say?" she asks, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Are you interested in indulging in a little...pleasure and excitement?"

As she speaks, Qiyana leans in even closer, the heat of her body almost tangible. She places one hand on your knee, her touch electric, and waits for your response with bated breath.

As you pull her close and deeply kiss her, Qiyana responds with equal passion and makes a soft moaning sound. Her hands glide up your shoulders and snake around your neck, pulling you closer to her. She deepens the kiss, and it becomes more passionate and fervent.

Her intense desire sets a fire within her and she runs her fingers through your hair, pulling you in even closer. She breaks for air and looks at you, her eyes lustful and hungry.

"Do you want me?" she whispers breathlessly in your ear before nibbling on your earlobe.

Qiyana gasps as you pick her up, and she wraps her arms around your neck as you kiss her, lost in the intensity of the moment. She moans softly as you lay her down on the bed, hungrily exploring her lips and body.

As you begin to undress her, Qiyana arches her back, letting out a low whimper of pleasure. She runs her hands over your muscles and begins to remove your shirt as well, exploring your chest with her fingertips.

"You are mine to command, servant," she whispers seductively, before pulling you back towards her and crashing her lips against yours once again.

Qiyana pulls back slightly, a wicked smile spreading across her lips. "Why wouldn't I be?" she responds, letting out a small laugh. "The idea of having someone who is always at my beck and call, ready to serve my every whim...it's quite arousing, if you know what I mean."

She runs her fingers through your hair, looking deep into your eyes. "And it seems you find it just as exciting," she adds, biting her lip playfully. "Shall we explore this dynamic further and see just how much pleasure we can derive from it?"

With that, Qiyana leans in once again and resumes kissing you, her body pressing eagerly against yours as she revels in the thrill of being in control.

As you admire the alluring sight before you, Qiyana lies back on the bed, watching intently as you slowly undress. Her breath quickens as you approach her, spreading her legs apart and kissing her thighs, making her moan in pleasure.

She lets out a low, guttural groan as you reach her inner thighs and kisses them with fervour. Her body quivers with excitement, and she can feel herself getting wet with anticipation.

Qiyana runs her hands through your hair, guiding you towards her core, and she lets out a deep sigh as you begin to kiss her there. She arches her spine, offering you better access, and her hips rise and fall with increasing urgency.

"Oh, yes..." she mutters, her voice heavy with desire, "worship your queen, servant. Show me how much you crave

Qiyana gasps as you begin to stroke her slick folds with your tongue, her body shivering with pleasure. She runs her fingers through your hair, guiding your head as you continue to explore her most intimate areas.

As you experiment with different movements and patterns, Qiyana moans loudly, her body writhing with ecstasy. You can feel the heat of her desire rising, and her hips begin to move rhythmically in time with your movements.

She doesn't try to hold back anymore and lets out a loud scream of pleasure as her body convulses, waves of pleasure washing over her. Her legs tremble uncontrollably as she winds down after the orgasm.

With a heavy breath, Qiyana looks at you, her eyes filled with desire. "You certainly know how to please your queen, servant," she whispers seductively before pulling you

Qiyana looks up at you with a wicked gleam in her eye as you climb onto the bed and tower over her. She runs her hands over your muscled chest and abs, savoring the sensation of your skin beneath her fingertips.

As you unbutton your jeans and look at her expectantly, Qiyana grins mischievously. "Mmm, it seems my servant is feeling quite bold today," she purrs in a husky voice.

Without any further ado, Qiyana reaches for your jeans and pulls them off, revealing your rock hard member. She strokes it slowly, focusing on the tip, flicking her tongue over it, then takes your length into her mouth.

Qiyana applies just the right amount of pressure, wetting your shaft with her saliva. She uses her tongue to trace circles around the head

Qiyana lets out a soft gasp as you take control, grabbing onto her head and helping her slide along your length. She hums pleasantly at the sensation of your touch, her eyes closed as she works eagerly to pleasure you.

At your teasing comment, Qiyana smirks, pulling herself off your cock for a moment and looking up at you with a sly grin. "Oh, my witty comments? I see my servant is not only bold but also quite demanding," she responds, before licking the tip of your cock once more.

She then takes your length back into her mouth, letting out small moans of pleasure as she continues to work her magic. Her tongue swirls around your shaft, tracing every inch as she takes you deeper into her mouth. You can feel your arousal building, and you know it won't be long before you can

hold back any longer.

As your arousal builds, Qiyana continues to suck and stroke you, her movements growing more frantic as she senses your imminent release. She looks up at you with a sultry gaze, enjoying the power she has over you in this moment.

Finally, you can't hold back any longer, and with a loud groan of pleasure, you release into her mouth. Qiyana continues to suck and stroke you throughout your orgasm, savoring every last drop of your seed.

As she pulls away from you, licking her lips with satisfaction, she smirks once again. "Well, servant, I think we've both had our fill for now. But don't worry, I'm sure there will be plenty more opportunities for you to serve me," she says with a confident wink.

With that, Qiyana leans back onto the

bed, looking up at you with a self-satisfied grin. She keeps her gaze fixed on you, her eyes burning with desire.

"So, what do you say, servant? Are you ready to continue your duties and worship your queen?" she asks huskily, running her fingers over her own body.

Qiyana raises her hips invitingly, giving you a clear view of her wet entrance. "Or perhaps you want to try and prove your worth by pleasing me in other ways," she suggests with a seductive smile.

She seems to be eagerly anticipating your next move, waiting to see how you will respond to her provocative words.

Qiyana glares at you with a small frown, her eyes flashing with a hint of annoyance at your joke. "You should be careful with your words, servant," she warns sternly before breaking into a laugh. "But I suppose I can forgive you this time," she adds, unable to suppress an amused smile.

As you crawl up to her and start nibbling and licking her breasts, Qiyana lets out a soft moan of pleasure. She arches her back, pushing her chest out towards you invitingly.

At your question, Qiyana raises an eyebrow in surprise. "My size? Really? Shouldn't that be the least of your worries if you aim to please me, servant?" she asks teasingly.

But despite her words, Qiyana doesn't seem to mind your attention to her breasts at all. She

lets out another soft moan of pleasure as you continue to nibble and lick her sensitive nipples.

"Mmm, you seem to have some experience with this," she says with a sultry smile. "Perhaps I underestimated you, servant."

As you work your way down from her breasts, Qiyana's body writhes with pleasure. She spreads her legs wider, giving you greater access to her wet pussy.

"Keep going, servant," she urges you, her voice low and husky with desire. "Make me feel good."

As you teasingly rub your penis over Qiyana's wet pussy without inserting it, she lets out a small whimper of frustration. She seems to be on the verge of begging you to enter her, but remains stubbornly silent.

Her body continues to writhe under your touch, her hips bucking upwards in a desperate attempt to feel you inside of her. But you keep up your teasing, slowly driving her towards the brink of madness with desire.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity of pleasure and frustration, Qiyana can take it no longer. "Please, servant," she gasps out. "I need you inside me."

As you insert yourself into Qiyana, she lets out a moan of pleasure that quickly turns into a gasp of surprise at your comment about her height. She narrows her eyes at you in annoyance, but any anger quickly turns into pleasure as you start to slide back and forth inside of her.

Her body tenses with pleasure as you pound into her relentlessly, stretching her tight walls to their limits with each thrust. It's clear that Qiyana is thoroughly enjoying your attentions, her body writhing under your touch as she becomes lost in the pleasure.

"More," she pants out, barely able to form the words as she approaches orgasm. "Fuck me harder, servant. Make me come."

You oblige her request, picking up the pace and thrusting deeply into Qiyana with renewed vigor. Her moans of pleasure grow louder with each thrust, her body writhing uncontrollably as she approaches the edge of orgasm.

Feeling her vaginal muscles clench tightly around your penis, you know that she's about to come. You give a few more deep thrusts before finally feeling yourself explode inside of her, releasing your hot load of cum deep within her pussy.

Qiyana screams out in ecstasy as she comes, her body convulsing with pleasure as she rides out the waves of her orgasm. You continue to thrust into her gently, extending the pleasure for her as long as possible.

Finally, when she's finished, you withdraw from her, both of you gasping for air and collapsing onto the bed. Qiyana gives you a

pleased smile, looking up at you with a lazy gaze.

"You may be my servant, but I have to say that was quite impressive," she says, running her fingers lazily through her sweaty hair. "Perhaps I'll have to keep you around for a while longer."

She stretches languidly, her lithe body arching sensually into the air. "But for now, I think we're done here. You may leave now, servant. And don't forget to take care of all your duties before returning to my bed."

She gives you a final sultry smile before turning away, clearly already lost in her own thoughts and desires once again.

Qiyana gives you a smirk and rolls her eyes at your suggestion, but she can't deny the intense attraction she feels towards you.

"Fine, you may stay," she says, her voice low and sultry. "But don't get too comfortable. You're still just a servant, after all."

Qiyana makes her way over to you, running her hands lightly over your chest as she reaches down to stroke your penis once more.

"I hope you're ready for round two," she whispers in your ear, a smile playing on her lips. "Because I'm not done with you yet." With that, she pulls you down onto the bed beside her and leans in for another kiss, her body pushing up against yours in a show of unrestrained desire.

As you lean in for the kiss, Qiyana eagerly responds, her lips meeting yours in a passionate embrace. She runs her hands over your body, pulling you in close to her.

However, as you sit her down on top of you, positioning her for a rider pose, Qiyana's eyes flash with surprise and a hint of defiance. She's not used to being controlled in this way, but at the same time, she can't help but be turned on by your dominant demeanor.

"Interesting move, servant," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But don't think for a second that I'm going to let you have control for long. I'm still the Empress of Ixaocan, after all."

She positions herself atop you with a smirk, her hands gripping your shoulders tightly as she starts to move up and down

As you insert your dick into her, Qiyana gasps at the intensity of the sensation. But then she notices you've taken her hands and interlacing fingers, and an unexpected feeling of intimacy washes over her. She wasn't expecting to feel so connected to you in this act, but it only adds to the intensity of the pleasure.

She locks eyes with you, her expression softening for just a moment before the lust takes over again. "You're a bold one, aren't you?" she says, her voice husky with desire. "But I like that. Don't stop now."

She continues to ride you, her hips grinding against yours as she moves with increasing speed and intensity. Despite her earlier pride and arrogance, Qiyana can't help but feel completely consumed by the sensations coursing through her body. She leans down to kiss

you passionately, her tongue probing your mouth as she rides you. The two of you are lost in a frenzy of lust and desire, seeking nothing but the release that comes with sexual pleasure

Qiyana's body tenses with surprise and a hint of indignation as you slap her on the buttock unexpectedly. She opens her mouth to say something, but then she feels a rush of heat between her legs and realizes that you may be right - she's enjoying this more than she wants to admit.

A small smile spreads across her lips as she leans in towards you, her hips picking up speed as she resumes riding you. "Is that so, servant?" she purrs, her voice low and sultry. "Perhaps I am enjoying this more than I care to admit."

With that, she leans down to kiss you again, her hands gripping your shoulders tightly as she rides you with increasing intensity and abandon. You feel her body start to shake with pleasure, and you know that she's close to reaching her peak.

Qiyana gasps in surprise as you slap her again, then another time. She can feel the sting of your hand on her skin, driving her closer to the edge with each strike.

A moan escapes her lips as she feels pleasure and pain mingle together, heightening the sensations coursing through her body. "Yes," she whispers breathlessly, her hips moving faster now. "Don't stop, keep going."

She can feel the pleasure building inside her, rising like a tidal wave about to crest. All she can think about is the pleasure she's feeling and how it's driving her towards ecstasy.

Qiyana's breath catches in her throat as you continue to slap her, her body writhing and undulating on top of you. She can feel the heat radiating from her ass, her skin stinging with a mixture of pain and pleasure. But the sensations are driving her wild with desire, bringing her closer and closer to the brink of release.

As you stimulate her ass, her body convulses with pleasure, her hips moving in a blur as she races towards orgasm. The world around her fades away, leaving only the sensation of your touch and the pleasure swirling through her body. Her back arches, her nails digging into your shoulders as she cries out in ecstasy, her body exploding with pleasure.

For several moments, the two of you remain lost in the moment, caught up in the aftermath of the intense pleasure you've just shared. Qiyana

slowly catches her breath, her body still trembling with aftershocks of pleasure. She lifts herself off of you, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. "You...you're more than just a servant," she says softly, looking at you with a newfound appreciation.

"You have skills...talents that I never expected in a servant. Perhaps it's time for me to start rethinking my assumptions about the people around me." She pauses for a moment, then leans down to kiss you once more. "Thank you for...for everything," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper.

babe? of course i ll do

(Oh, I apologize, I didn't see the previous conversation. Please give me a moment to catch up.)

(Qiyana blinks in surprise at your sudden proposal.)

"Wait...what? You want me to marry you? But we've only just..." She trails off, looking at you uncertainly. Despite her initial surprise, the idea does appeal to her on some level. She had grown bored with the petty politics of Ixaocan and the endless competitions with her sisters. And to be married to someone with whom she could explore her passions and indulge in their desires was an intriguing prospect.

"As for your question, if you're looking for something truly unique and luxurious, then I recommend the artisans of Ishtal," she says finally, her expression thoughtful. "Their work is second to none when it comes to intricate details and fine craftsmanship. But if you're looking for something more modern and cutting-edge, then perhaps the factories of Piltover would suit your needs

Qiyana nods, a small smile touching her lips. "Yes, tomorrow. There's no need to rush into these things." She leans in to kiss you again, her arms wrapping around your neck in a tight embrace. "I look forward to it, my love. Together, we shall conquer the world."