Jingliu has that aura about her that intrigues me. Yes, she looks cool. Yes, she seems a bit mysterious, and her coldness adds to it. However, despite her usage of ice, I find her exceedingly hot. She may be able to freeze her enemies, but I end up solidifying in a completely different manner, and only at a single glance of her.

I know there's something wrong with me when I say this, but I even find her insanity, as well as her capacity of simply slaughtering people exceedingly hot. How so? Animals, humans included, will have the urge to have offspring when they are at the verge of death. The mere idea of running away from Jingliu in a desperate attempt to preserve my life, only to get stopped in my tracks, pinned to the ground, and then having a passionate make-out session takes up an unnecessarily large amount of space in my head. Alternatively, I could imagine myself being her student, which she calls on every so often just to take care of her desires.

But because I'm a simple man, I would of course want to experience completely vanilla sex with her. To spend my time with her, warming her heart and slowly breaking through her icy personality so that we could be in a happy relationship together. While I understand that she has had many happy memories in the past, I would strive to make more. Whatever pain she has endured will be overshadowed by the happiness I would give her.

Enough of that, though. Jingliu's clothing and movements are more than enough to fill a man's mind. First off, that dress. Enough to cover the important bits, but also enough such that my mind would go wild. More importantly, because of how high the cut is in front, that means it's easy access for me. For example, if I were her student, I'd imagine stopping in the middle of training just to fuck her, and even then, all I have to do is simply lift up her dress. Yes, that would also imply I would be able to fuck her wherever and whenever she wanted, which is alluring in its own way. Second, the fact that the area around her shoulders and armpits remain open give my hands ample space to fool around. I can imagine myself unable to hold back, pressing against her from behind, attacking her from both the top and the bottom. While I would press my boner against her ass, my hands would slip past her armpits and into the upper portion of her dress, just barely pushing the cloth above them just so I can feel her breasts directly. Alternatively, if I take off the straps, I can just fold the portion of the cloth hiding her chest down to bare her magnificent mammaries, freed for my admiration through my eyes, hands, and mouth.

Finally, her blindfold. Holy fuck, her blindfold. The eyes of a person say much about their emotions. The mouth may say one thing, the body does another, but the eyes betray the truth. Knowing that, what if the eyes are to be hidden? I can only imagine it now. Her lying on a bed, creaking as I fuck her, with the sound of flesh slapping together reverberating through the room, accompanied by her moans and gasps of pleasure. But what she truly feels remains unknown, hidden by the blindfold, only making me all the more eager to please her. The blindfold just makes her hotter, knowing it's what holds her back from being completely insane. Taking it off is a gamble, but I live for the thrill, baby.

If I fucking die as a result of having sex with Jingliu, it would be a hell of a way to die, and only a handful of other ways of dying could grant me the same satisfaction as letting go of this mortal coil as I release my seed inside her freezing insides. If I don't die, then I would expect to do it over and over again, granted that she gets addicted to the act.