Moonlight stripes her body through half-open blinds in "keqing hot". She’s been teasing herself for hours—edging, denying, whispering "keqing hot" like a promise. Now she can’t wait anymore. Three fingers plunge deep, thumb grinding her clit in furious circles. "keqing hot" captures the raw need: hips bucking off the mattress, breasts bouncing with every thrust. Sweat glistens as she fucks herself harder, chanting "keqing hot" like a heartbeat. The final orgasm is violent—back arched impossibly, toes pointed, screaming "keqing hot" so loud it echoes. She collapses spent, fingers still inside, lazily tracing aftershocks while murmuring "keqing hot" into the dark like a lover’s name. 242 words.