personally i think a super important part of jinshi and maoamos relationship (esp at the beginning of the series, though still true) is how they both have had really negative experiences regarding sexually/romantically-natured exchanges. maomao grew up in a brothel, shes seen probably every situation possible under the sun of women being abused, manipulated, lied to, and used for a mans personal benefit. and as such, the typical "sweep her off her feet with honeyed words and false promises" approach doesnt work on her at all, because shes already seen 101 different ways that can go wrong. subconsciously or not, she just instinctively knows that those 'fake'-like people cant be trusted.
jinshi, due to his characteristically beautiful face, has had no shortage of admirers during his time at the rear palace. women that invite him to their room in the evening, give him food with blood or hair or whatever in it, gifts him literal aphrodisiacs. hes willing to use his beauty to get what he wants (never unreasonably, though) but it becomes evident later that he certainly has some kind of complex about it. hes only 19(?) at the beginning of the series, and hes already been working in the rear palace for long enough to garner a strong reputation. the only people hes close to is gaoshun and MAYBE gyokuyou. to him, it probably seems like everyone else only cares about how pretty he is, and ignoring anything beyond that.
and so he meets maomao, who reacts to his advances not just coldly, but with obvious disdain. she sees RIGHT through his false flirty demeanour, and seems to be one of the only few people to do so. he doesnt expect that, and that interests him. not being attracted to his face is, in jinshis eyes, a key trait to have in order to work with him. he seeks maomaos counsel time and time again (bc he likes his new toy but also) because he trusts her to work WITH him, not FOR him; actually using her head to figure out what the best conclusion is, instead of just blindly following him and giving him whatever she thinks would make him happy with her.
after it becomes obvious to him that absolutely none of his advances will work on maomao, he really tones it down and they enter what i call their "bonding stage", which is mostly just dealing with situations around the inner and outer court together. thats where the foundation of their relationship really starts to grow; jinshi values maomao for her intellect and straightforward attitude, and maomao values jinshi for being a genuinely kind and hardworking person. they start to hold each other in higher esteem because they actually see each others real selves, and likewise appreciate that finally someone can see them beyond that metaphorical impersonal veil.
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based off this idea from @misscimi
mdni 18+. fem/afab reader. incest (sibling). unprotected p in v. rough sex. dirty talk. creampies. use of handcuffs. cop!leon. leon is not a good person. not proofread.
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there were certain perks to being a cop. going through red lights, getting free coffee, having instant 'get out of jail free' cards. the list goes on.
another thing was that leon could take you to a secluded area where he knew the two of you wouldn't be bothered. in the forest that was in the outskirts of town, the dark and full foliage keeping everything concealed. all the officers knew of this place — a place where you could let off some steam. do the things you wanted to do without the fear of getting (publicly) caught. drugs and prostitutes were the common choice.
for leon, though, his guilty pleasure was fucking his cute little sister senseless. making you scream and cry on his cock was his favorite way to unwind.
leon pushed you against the cool metal of the hood of his cop car, his large hand in the middle of your shoulder blades to keep you in place. he had already stripped you down and handcuffed you, the metal digging into your wrists whenever you wiggled too much. you were hesitant when he suggested the restraints at first, nervous at the idea of being so helpless, but leon — the smooth talker that he is — eventually persuaded you. though you didn't know that you didn't really have a choice to begin with. now, you instinctively cross your wrists at the small of your back whenever he brought you here.
his other hand was holding his thick cock, guiding it up and down your dripping slit and relishing in the way your whole body tensed when he teased your hole. he loved you like this, so easy and pliable.
"you want it, baby?" he emphasized the question by slapping your clit with his tip, chuckling darkly as you whined. "gotta ask for it, then."
"please..." your voice was pathetic almost, so breathy and he had barely done more than groped your body. suddenly, your face was shoved against the car, his hand on the back of your head rough.
"you know that's not right."
"leon," you tried, tears prickling at your lash line at the dull pain, but his grip didn't loosen. "need you so bad, big brother, please."
"there you go." his hand trailed down, squeezing the back of your neck for a moment before he grabbed the handcuffs. "don't worry, lil sis. big brother is gonna make you feel so good."
with that as his warning, he quickly snapped his hips forward, pushing half of his length into your cunt. leon's moan was drowned out by your scream, a lopsided smile pulling at his lips when you cried out his name — his favorite sound.
he kept up the brutal pace, barely allowing you time to adjust as he pounded into you from behind, skin slapping skin echoing in the trees around you.
"so fucking tight every time," leon huffed, one of his hands on the hood of the white car to hold him up. "you'd think you'd be looser by now. considering how often i'm fucking this pussy."
"l-leon..!" you cried out, the way he bullied his cock against your walls made you dizzy. but it also made you even wetter, your arousal sliding down your thighs.
"yeah, you love your brother's cock, don't you?"
you nodded, your cheek rubbing against the smooth metal as he quickly thrust his length inside of you. you could feel your face heat up from the lewd schlick schlick schlick of your fucking.
"wanna hear you say it," he growled, yanking on the handcuff chain and pulling you to his chest. the new position gave leon the perfect angle to prod at that gummy spot, making you whine again.
"love it! love big brother's cock! n-no one else can — ah!" your mouth hung open, eyes rolling back as his other hand snaked around your body, thumb rubbing at your swollen clit.
"fuck!" leon hissed when your pussy clamped down around him, your walls pulsating with your growing orgasm. his thrusts became more sloppy, curses spilling from his mouth as your cunt kept sucking him in. "'m gonna cum."
a few more rolls of his hips and leon came with a loud groan, his fingers pinching at your clit making you tumble over the edge as well. the hot and sticky fluid slowly leaked from your pussy as he pulled out, the thick drops falling to the ground below.
"did so good, sis." leon praised, letting your spent body relax against the car, far too tired to even try to stand on your own. his eyes flicked to the windshield, smirking to himself as he saw the light of the dash cam. "i really needed that."
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