New video - Late Night Office Punishment. Zhu Yuan (Patreon)

New video’s ready! Wrote a little backstory for it too. VR version’s coming in a couple of days.

After that I just wanna take a few days off and crank out some YouTube videos. But to make them faster, I’ll be doing them without the 18+ versions. (I gotta rebuild some “trust” on YouTube first, cause right now I can’t even drop links in the description anymore.)

Folder 2K, 4K VR180 https://www.patreon.com/posts/139438988

Folder 4K, 8K VR180 https://www.patreon.com/posts/141329812

Late night at the NEPS office, Lumina Square branch.

Wise had been standing in the hallway for a solid forty minutes already. He’d shown up supposedly with fresh intel on that Hollow anomaly messing up Sixth Street, but honestly? He just wanted to drag her out of here already.

The clock read 11:05 PM. She’d promised “just five more minutes” — for the third damn time tonight.

The door finally swung open. Zhu Yuan stepped out, fiddling with the wrinkled collar of her uniform jacket. Her high ponytail was a little messy now, those signature red streaks falling loose, dark circles under her eyes from the endless grind. But the second she spotted him, that guilty look hit her face hard.

“Wise… I’m really sorry, okay? These reports on the latest Bringer incident… they just won’t end. I thought five more minutes and—”

He didn’t say a word. Just walked right in, shut the door behind him, and turned the key. The click of the lock echoed way too loud in the empty building.

Zhu Yuan froze. The air in the room suddenly felt heavier, thicker. She knew that look — calm on the surface, but with that dark spark underneath. The one that showed up when he stopped being just the chill guy from Random Play.

Wise closed the distance, backing her up against the edge of her desk. His hands planted on either side of her, caging her in.

“You promised,” he said quietly, voice low and flat, no emotion. “I waited.”

She swallowed hard, cheeks flushing hot.

“I know… but work—”

He didn’t let her finish. Just spun her around to face the desk, made her brace her palms on the surface. Behind her came the slow, deliberate sound of his zipper coming down. She felt him press in close — hot, hard, already ready.

Right then, in his head, the plan clicked into place perfectly: tonight she was going to find out exactly what it felt like — completely bare, no barrier at all, nothing between them. He wasn’t going to say a single word about it. He’d just do it… and her body would get the message loud and clear.