[Fantasy] Xiao Zhao

More than a decade later, I am renowned throughout the land. My name is known to all, and everything in the world is within my grasp if I so desire. However, because of this fame, I have also had to abandon many things. Looking back now, some things are impossible to exchange for with everything I have, ultimately becoming regrets in my heart, unforgettable stories of the past. Now I want to tell you about an episode that happened when I was young and unknown, between me and Xiao Zhao.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

Waves of cold air spread from within me, like frost freezing and corroding every vein. I hugged the quilt tightly, curling up into a ball, but I couldn't resist the invasion of the cold poison, and my whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

Xiao Zhao's voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens, hazy and indistinct, sometimes near, sometimes far. I wanted to answer, but my throat felt like it was being scorched by flames, burning hot and hoarse, unable to utter a single sound.

"Young master, young master! Wake up, it's time for your medicine."

Xiao Zhao called me for the third time, gently patting my body. Though the force was light, it still caused me slight pain in my current weakness. I tried my best to open my mouth, but I couldn't speak.

Seeing that I didn't respond, her warm palms were placed on my forehead.

"Oh dear, although the fever has subsided, your forehead is so cold, and you've sweated so much. You must be feeling very uncomfortable, young master."

Xiao Zhao murmured to herself, gently kneading my shoulders and arms. My body, stiff and aching from the illness, was relieved by this gentle and meticulous massage.

"How can you not take medicine when you're this sick? Sigh, there's no other way."

Xiao Zhao murmured again, then picked up the medicine bowl, gently blew on it, took a sip, seemed to pause for a moment, and then resolutely brought her lips to mine.

Our lips met, a mixture of softness, fragrance, and the bitterness of the medicine, creating a strange sensation. Xiao Zhao laboriously parted my lips with her own and slowly fed me a liquid. What should have been an unpleasant-tasting soup became surprisingly delicious with the sweet saliva.

I swallowed the medicine with difficulty, the liquid soothing my burning throat and giving me a rare, cool, and comfortable feeling. I tilted my head slightly, opening my mouth, hoping for more.

"Really, even though it's because you're sick, it still feels strange doing this,"

Xiao Zhao gently scolded, but ultimately wouldn't refuse my request. She took another mouthful of medicine and fed it to me mouth-to-mouth.

Before long, the entire bowl of medicine was gone. Although I still felt terribly uncomfortable, my throat, moistened, finally allowed me to speak.

"Xiao Zhao, I'm so cold..."

My voice trembled weakly, but I couldn't control it. If I could, I wouldn't want to appear so useless in front of Xiao Zhao.

"Wait, young master, I'll give you another blanket."

Xiao Zhao ran to get a thick blanket, spread it out, and covered me with it.

"Young Master, are you feeling better?"

"Still cold."

The chill seeped in from within, and although the quilt was thick, how could it warm me when I was already freezing?

"Young Master, let me get you another quilt!"

"Wait..."

Xiao Zhao was about to get up again, but I stopped her with all my might.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Three quilts... are too heavy..."

I was a little embarrassed. After all, I was just a weak scholar who had never practiced martial arts. When I was sick, I became as soft as a puddle of mud, unable to even bear the weight of a quilt that was too heavy. I was already struggling to breathe with two quilts on me; if I added another, I would probably be crushed to death before I even died from the illness.

"Young Master..."

Seeing that I was still trembling, Xiao Zhao was at a loss. After hesitating for a moment, she lifted the quilt, crawled in, and hugged me tightly, using her own body to warm me.

"Xiao Zhao..."

It was like finally seeing a furnace in the freezing cold. I hugged that body tightly, feeling its warmth.

"Take off your clothes, okay?"

Though the fabric was thin, it hindered my absorption of warmth. I was ashamed of the abruptness of my request, but I still spoke it aloud.

"Mmm..."

came a barely audible, shy reply. Xiao Zhao unbuttoned her clothes, removing her outer garment and inner garment, and then mine. Soon, we were both naked, embracing each other.

"Young Master, are you feeling better?"

Facing me, we could clearly feel each other's warm breath on our faces. Xiao Zhao was a little shy and turned her face away.

"Much better, thank you."

Her burning body, like the blazing sun, drove away the chill within me, like waking from a long, cold sleep and being bathed in sunlight. With this comfort, I buried my face in Xiao Zhao's neck and drifted off to sleep. When

I awoke again, it was late at night. The person in my arms was holding me tightly, still fast asleep. For the past two days, Xiao Zhao had barely closed her eyes, caring for me while I lay ill in bed. I stroked her soft, long hair, thinking that this kind person who had worked so hard for me should rest a little longer. However, her body, which had been carefully cared for, was now much better. The warmth of her naked body, which had driven away my chill, ignited another fire within me.

"Mmm..."

My hand left Xiao Zhao's hair, stroking her smooth, bare back, slowly moving downwards to grasp one of her firm buttocks. The elasticity of her flesh made me lose control, and I unconsciously parted her two beautiful lips, then squeezed them together, kneading them back and forth with just the right amount of force. Xiao Zhao frowned, let out a soft moan, and moved her face closer to me, but ultimately remained asleep due to exhaustion.

I kissed her slightly sweaty forehead, and my hands became even more audacious. One hand continued to knead her buttocks, while the other moved around to Xiao Zhao's chest, playing with her small but erect nipples.

"No...don't..."

Xiao Zhao murmured as if in a daze, saying no but not stopping me. Instead of stopping me, she unintentionally thrust her chest out even more, welcoming my caresses.

After a while, I abandoned my lingering affection for her smooth breasts, my hands continuing downwards, sliding over her waist and abdomen, slipping between her legs, gently and softly touching the tender skin of her inner thighs, little by little, moving from the outside in, finally covering the raised area in the middle.

"Mmm..."

Touched in her most sensitive spot, Xiao Zhao finally opened her eyes, meeting mine, her eyes shimmering, misty and alluring.

Feeling the location of my hands, Xiao Zhao let out a soft moan, shyly lowering her head.

"Young master is so naughty, thinking of doing that as soon as you wake up, is your body alright now?"

Though it was a playful scolding, Xiao Zhao's body didn't escape my advances; instead, she pressed closer to me.

"It's all right now. Besides, it's not that I'm bad, it's just that you're too tempting, Xiao Zhao."

I laughed, my hands wandering between Xiao Zhao's thighs and buttocks, teasing her swollen lower body and the slight folds of her anus.

“Young Master…you always like to play with me down there…”

Xiao Zhao said reproachfully, burying her face in my chest. Being attacked in the rear always made this little guy, with whom I had made love a thousand times, blush shyly. But while she said it shyly, her body honestly and readily raised her round buttocks, letting me play with them.

“I like playing with you, and you like being played with by me too?”

I laughed again, my fingers quickening the rhythm, like the feeling when I accompanied Xiao Zhao as she danced alone, strumming the strings of a zither.

“Ah…”

Responding to my music was Xiao Zhao’s soft moan, more beautiful than heavenly music. My chest was wet; the person in my arms had extended her tongue and lightly licked my chest. How could I not like such a return of kindness? How could I not be restless?

“Xiao Zhao, touch me here.”

She took my slender hand and guided it between my legs, where I was already aroused.

“So big…”

Long, slender fingers grasped my shaft, gently rotating and stroking it back and forth.

"Oh..."

I sighed, stimulated by the intoxicating sensation. I withdrew my hand from between her beautiful, rounded buttocks and alluring legs, and lifted Xiao Zhao's chin.

"Young master, kiss me..."

Our eyes met, our passion flowing. Though Xiao Zhao's face was flushed with embarrassment, she frankly expressed her desire.

How could I disobey this kind soul who was willing to give everything for me? I leaned in, gently taking her red lips in my mouth. I extended my tongue, licking Xiao Zhao's delicate lips and teeth, entering a warm, moist embrace.

"Mmm..."

My tongue received a passionate response as soon as it entered. Our kisses were intense, and our bodies began to intertwine rapidly. Our legs intertwined under the covers, our most private and sensitive places touching and separating repeatedly, little by little, bit by bit, allowing our already pent-up desire to spread, expand, and break through the limits of our endurance.

"Hoo..."

Xiao Zhao was panting after the kiss. One hand pressed against her lips, savoring the taste, while the other gently stroked my face. Her eyes were filled with tenderness and affection.

"Young Master, Xiao Zhao feels...not enough...want more..."

It wasn't our first time making love. Although she was still shy, she knew how to ask for what she wanted. Xiao Zhao knew that at this moment, we both wanted the same thing.

So, this was the invitation I had been waiting for.

After throwing the quilt aside, the large bed was now free of any obstructions. I sat up, spread Xiao Zhao's legs apart, and held her long, slender ankles, placing them on my shoulders. My erection pressed against her still tightly closed entrance. I turned my face and lightly kissed the instep that was so close to my feet, then began to thrust my hips, preparing to break through that entrance of pleasure.

"Young Master...don't...it's too big...it won't go in. Let Xiao Zhao wet you."

Hearing this request, I was overjoyed. But I'd sweated so much in bed these past two days that I was already smelling awful. How could I let Xiao Zhao suffer like that?

"It's alright."

As if sensing my hesitation, Xiao Zhao propped herself up, gently pushing my chest to make me lie down. She brushed a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear, lowered her head, buried her face between my legs, and swallowed half of my penis with her mouth.

"Oh... Xiao Zhao..."

It was such an intoxicating feeling. My penis tightened, my veins throbbed, and I almost ejaculated with that one suck.

"Young master... have you been holding back for too long?"

Knowing all my reactions intimately, Xiao Zhao felt the burning heat in her mouth and knew I was about to lose control. She immediately spat it out, pressed her face against my glistening, moist penis, and asked considerately.

"I'm afraid it's because it's been so long, and you're so alluring, I couldn't control myself." I smiled shyly.

“Then Xiao Zhao will take her time, let the young master enjoy it a little longer.”

Playfully sticking out her tongue, Xiao Zhao didn’t take the penis into her mouth again, but instead gently licked along the shaft. Her tongue controlled the force and rhythm perfectly, neither too light nor too heavy, neither too fast nor too slow, like a wet feather gliding across the surface, not too stimulating, yet incredibly comfortable.

“Young master, do you like it?”

As she licked, Xiao Zhao raised an eyebrow at me, her eyes filled with a hint of playfulness, a hint of shyness, a hint of expectation, and a hint of love.

“I like it… I like it very much!”

I praised enthusiastically, my crotch hardening again from her lovely appearance.

“Young master… you’re already so hard, do you want to enter Xiao Zhao’s body?”

My penis was already so swollen that it was difficult to grasp with one hand. Faced with this question, I immediately propped myself up, wanting to answer with action.

"No..." Xiao Zhao, skilled in martial arts, pressed down lightly on my shoulders with both hands, and I lost all strength. "Young Master's body is still very weak, so let Xiao Zhao serve you."

With that, Xiao Zhao stood up, straddling my body with her long legs, lowered her waist, and with one hand, lifted my penis, rubbing it against my private parts a couple of times before inserting it into a honeyed cave.

"Oh..."

My thick, hot penis was tightly enveloped by the soft, tight walls of her vagina, and we both let out a comfortable groan at the same time.

"Young Master... is Xiao Zhao's inside... comfortable?"

"Comfortable... so comfortable..."

It was more than just comfortable; the surrounding and writhing sensation from all directions felt like thousands of tongues encircling my penis, passionately entwining with it. I would gladly give up ten years of my life for a moment of enjoyment like this; how could mere comfort describe it?

"Xiao Zhao...it feels so good too..."

My penetrating penis seemed to have triggered a mechanism within her body. Xiao Zhao, no longer shy after my penetration, moved her curvaceous waist, like a wild horse galloping across my body, breathing heavily and moaning unrestrainedly, immersed with me in the ecstasy that only lovers can fully experience... Beads of sweat quickly covered our bodies. We made love wildly, caressing each other freely, kissing passionately. At this moment, even pressed together, the distance still seemed so far. At this moment, we only wanted to meld each other into one body, becoming inseparable forever. The night 　　breeze was cool. But for us, there was only fervor. I don't remember how long we indulged in our revelry before falling into a deep sleep

in each other's arms 　　. When I was awakened by the crisp sound of firecrackers, Xiao Zhao was already up preparing my luggage. 　　Outside the window, gongs and drums resounded, and firecrackers exploded. Finally, this day had come? 　　From this day forward, the once frail scholar will step onto the grand stage of the world, forging his own lasting legacy! 　　But, he feels he has failed the person beside him… 　　I smiled bitterly, rose, and took the clothes Xiao Zhao offered. 　　“Young Master, I’m sorry, Xiao Zhao woke up a little late and didn’t prepare breakfast.” 　　Accompanying her soft apology were Xiao Zhao’s red and swollen eyes. This poor child, last night, after I fell asleep, how long did you cry before your heart broke and you finally slept?

"Xiao Zhao, I'm sorry."

A thousand words could only be condensed into these three.

"Young Master, there's no need to apologize. Xiao Zhao understands everything." Gently covering my lips, Xiao Zhao nestled close to my embrace and murmured, "Xiao Zhao is rough, not as broad-minded or thoughtful as Young Master, nor can she see as far ahead as you. But there are some things Xiao Zhao understands better than you. Young Master's heart is only for the world, but Xiao Zhao's heart is only for Young Master. As long as I remember this, Xiao Zhao will have no regrets. From now on, no matter where we are, Xiao Zhao will only follow Young Master, protect you, love you, and not care about titles or honors, as long as I have you..."

"Xiao Zhao..." I felt a lump in my throat, tears welling in my eyes. I wished I could abandon all ambition and fame, take Xiao Zhao and elope, to be together forever. But remembering his ambitions, he could only take a deep breath and sigh, "This is the last time I'll call you that. From now on, everything between us must change, including physical contact and how we address each other. Even though I'm incredibly reluctant, to bring a glimmer of peace to the people in this chaotic world, I must sacrifice our personal feelings. Though I've betrayed you for the sake of the world, I hope you understand that you are more important to me than the world itself. From now on, you will be my personal bodyguard. Even if we cannot make our feelings public, at least we can be inseparable, bound together in life and death!"

"Yes." Xiao Zhao lifted her face from my embrace, her eyes blurry with tears, and uttered the same address she would use for me for decades to come, "Lord Bao."

[The End]

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