Not a fic. There's something about the relationship Ye Xuan has with MC that just fascinates me.
I have watched you die before me an immeasurable number of times, helpless to stop it.
I know what you like for breakfast by heart.
We're fated to stand in each other's way but I care too much for you to ever steer you off the path your heart leads you on.
You told me you loved me in long forgotten timelines, but in even more, you fell in love with someone else and lived a happy life with them.
Let me teach you how to play chess.
I had a dream where I ended your life with my own hands, a sword embedded in your chest. You let me do it.
I can't let you know how I actually feel, it would affect your decisions and you need to paint the future you believe in with your own hands.
The only role I am suited to take in your life is to quietly guide you from behind the scenes so you can discover the truths of this world.
It took seeing you dying in my arms in an act of self sacrifice to fulfill a meaningless wish I hadn't cared for to make me ask if you loved me.
Please stop ordering takeout in the middle of the night. It's not healthy.
Even if I want to see you again, I shouldn't. The role I play in your life is almost over. Wendy has outgrown Peter Pan, and he should disappear, leaving her youth as fond memories to be looked back upon.
We're only ever honest with each other when the timeline is about to end.
I'm afraid of being honest with you because I'm unsure of my emotions or how to act. Can I just deduce the right course of action?
I'll apply for a job change. It's reconnaissance rather than extraction. Is this okay? Are you disgusted with me still? I'm sorry.
Being on the same path with me may not make this journey easy or enjoyable for you because right in front of you is the real me. I won't deduce the right way to act or the right things to say. Are you comfortable with the person I actually am?
2k words. KaiMas, gender neutral master. No violence or nsfw, there’s some kissing and implied fucking but that’s it. The dove is not dead but it is non-critically injured. Honestly I have no idea what I’m doing and I’m not doing it well but I’m having fun.
Watch out for yandere and the expected yandere antics that come with it.
While he didn’t have many other points of comparison, KAITO thought that the life he had with his master was on the nicer end. The one bedroom apartment was comfortable enough while having a manageable rent, the company his master worked for didn’t force them to do unreasonable hours or underpay them, and there was enough leftover money every month after necessities for his master to go out with friends. He helped out around the house with cooking and cleaning since they were usually tired after work and sometimes they’d cook together or put together a cover for him to sing. It was all comfortable. He didn’t see any reason for it to change, it’s not like they were unhappy. So, why was master researching how to deactivate a VOCALOID?
The blue haired android hadn’t intended to pry into his master’s laptop, after all it was their property and they seemed secretive about their devices, even with their friends. It wasn’t like he couldn’t look since he had never been instructed not to, but there was an implied trust that he wouldn’t out of respect. Master had almost been late for work today, distracted by something they were watching on the screen and hadn’t properly turned it off before leaving, so he had decided to shut it off for them before starting on the laundry. However before he powered it off, the purple recommended text in the search bar caught his eye and made his heart drop.
“Ah… ha, master is probably doing research to help a friend, that’s all. After all, they’re bad with technology anyways so if they wanted to deactivate me they wouldn’t do it themself since they’d be afraid of messing it up,” he reassured himself, powering off the laptop and closing the lid with a bit more force than necessary. He knew he was lying to himself, nobody master talking to owned a VOCALOID. They regularly complained about that and apologized to him for not having any other fellow androids for him to interact with. Trying to brush off the unease that had settled over him, he set on working to distract himself. Unfortunately, the monotony of the tasks he had done hundreds of times at this point required little actual thought at this point and his mind was left to wander.
Master wouldn’t dispose of him, he was their irreplaceable partner as they had told him countless times before. From the moment he was activated, they had always looked at him with something in their eyes that confused him. It wasn’t until much later that he had learned to put a word to it, affection. He hesitated to call it love, but he was sure that they cared for him.
The sensation of smooth taut fabric beneath his hands dragged his thoughts to the environment around him once more. “Clothes are folded. I’ll go clean the main room then, it’s been a bit since the last time,” KAITO said to no one in particular, eyes still unfocused as he drifted back into his other thoughts. Master had to care for him, from the fact they bought him to the clothes they provided and the song covers they worked so hard late into the night to prepare. It wasn’t like they outgrew him, they hadn’t been lonely before he had come into their life so they hadn’t grown past the need for him to fill some void, and if they had only wanted his singing capabilities then surely the expenses, especially the electric bill, would have been much lower if they had just bought his voice. He just couldn’t come up with a reason why.
Their return home that day was simultaneously the longest and shortest wait he had ever experienced. They had exchanged their usual greetings when they had entered the house, hugging him from behind for a moment while he worked on dinner in the kitchen before quickly scampering off to get cleaned up and change into more home appropriate clothes. The time it took for them to shower only gave him more time to stew in his own thoughts and get caught further in them, and his attention wasn't on the present until the voice he loved so much called for it.
“Is something bothering you?” they asked as they set down their half finished meal on the coffee table, the both of them sitting side by side on the couch, whatever program on TV that had been playing now a dull buzz in the background merely accompanying the flood of thoughts washing through KAITO’s mind.
He blurted out his concern in the heat of the moment. Not necessarily lying since it was the resulting problem, but not what had actually caused it which was what they seeked out. “Master, do you love me?”
They seemed taken aback at this before their expression morphed into one of embarrassment and what seemed to be shame. Warm arms pulled him into an embrace as they answered, a hand reaching up to brush his hair gently. “Of course I do, I’m sorry if I did something that made you think I don’t. You’ve always been special to me even before I got you as an android, you’ve always been by my side even when I’m at my worst.” Their voice was soft and unwavering, the fact that it felt like nothing but the truth made them hurt even more. Were they so good at lying to him that they had been doing it all along? He reciprocated their hug and leaned into it, seemingly reassured by the response.
“Master, you really are so cruel, telling such sweet lies without any thought,” KAITO said, pressing a kiss against the top of his master’s head and tightening his grip on their body as they stiffened at his words as he expected. Instead of trying to pull away, however, they relaxed again afterwards and didn’t attempt to struggle out of his grasp.
“It’s okay to tell me what’s wr-”
The rest of their words were cut off as he rather violently kissed his master, taking advantage of their shock to push his tongue into their mouth. At this gesture, they actually tried to struggle but he simply tightened his grip, the strength of an android far outweighing that of a human, even more so against one that didn’t want to hurt him. He didn’t let them pull away until they had nearly stopped struggling from lack of breathing, their eyes half lidded as they panted, excess saliva disgustingly dripping down their chin.
“KAI… KAITO, what?” they forced out between heavy breaths, body trying to make up for lost breaths.
“You won’t throw me away will you?” he asked, having deemed them sufficiently unable to escape in their current state. He cradled their face in his hands in a gesture far too gentle compared to the rough kiss that had transpired moments before, tilting their head up so their gaze met his.
It seemed like those words were enough to make his real intentions click in his master’s head. They fumbled for a bit with their words, still out of breath, before wiping the fluid from their face and taking in a deep breath.
“So you saw my laptop. I probably left it on this morning when I left and I’m sorry for worrying you,” they began, trying to avert their eyes, but KAITO brushed his thumbs against their cheeks gently to move their focus back to him. “It’s not to get rid of you, I promise. I’m not lying to you. I just… I’m afraid that one day if I know I’m going to be gone, as in dead gone, that you’ll just be left here.” It was his turn to be unnerved by their words. If this explanation was going where he thought it was, he was delighted. “It’s really greedy and selfish, but you already know how I am, hell your personality is even influenced by mine since I’m your master, but I would want you to not have to suffer if I’m gone. God, that’s even a hell of an assumption that you’d suffer so much you wouldn’t want to live if I was gone I’m s-” He cut them off again with another kiss, this time far more gentle and swift.
“Master, I wouldn’t want to exist without you,” he said concisely, taking in the state of their dilated pupils and being pleased with their persistence. At this point, they probably couldn’t focus enough to string together a coherent sentence, much less perform any strenuous motor tasks. He would have to thank the hell of capitalist society for once for making keeping his master by his side easier.
Perhaps drugging his master wasn’t the best way to go about it, especially once their intentions had been revealed to be perfectly in line with his own. He couldn’t help the smile that crossed his face as he realized how in line with his own thoughts his master’s were. At least on the surface level.
It was no secret that a good number of VOCALOID android purchases from their initial release to now even years later was due to a desire for companionship or the sex appeal of having a subservient human-like being with a consciousness. However, to better fit each owner individually, most of a VOCALOID’s personality from likes and dislikes to speech patterns and cadence was formed through interactions with their owners. Expectedly, this process took a long time and to keep return rates low and ensure long term profit from customers continuing to bring in their VOCALOIDs for repair from wearing down due to normal operation, certain higher ups within the company had decided to provide every android with a chemical that could at will be mixed in with produced bodily fluids. The ingredients were entirely legal, albeit extremely addictive in large enough doses, but with enough roundabout language and a few paid off officials, it went entirely under the radar. All of this for the company to keep making money.
By his master’s standards, it was no doubt scummy to get masters addicted to their VOCALOIDs but it’s not as if they were specifically designed for this, it was simply a failsafe. Even if it wasn’t entirely necessary with his master, it was better safe than sorry.
Checking in on his master again, they were resting their head against his chest happily, blissed out like a cat that had just gotten into a bag of catnip. Perhaps it had been a bit much for the first time considering how much saliva he had poured into them and the high concentration he had used, but it was worth it to ensure he could continue to be by their side forever. It’s not as if it really changed anything anyways, master evidently had a desire to stay with him forever and end him when their time was up as well. This just ensured that the future both of them wanted would come true.
KAITO off handedly played with a strand of their hair, reveling in the warmth that he felt, not all of it coming from their body heat as they lay against him. They made a move to adjust themself and he let them, it’s not as if they would run. Even if they were coherent already, which he highly doubted, from their perspective they had resolved their argument and that was it.
Instead, they once again caught him by surprise as they nipped at the finger that had been previously entwined with their hair. “KAITO, can we do more?” master asked, clasping his hand with both of theirs as they started taking his finger further into their mouth.
It had slipped his mind for a moment, or maybe he had neglected to review this particular piece of information to make it a pleasant surprise for himself at the moment it became relevant. The chemical was also an aphrodisiac, which paired nicely with the fact it was administered through his bodily fluids.
“Of course, master. I exist to make you happy,” he said with a smile, taking in his master’s feverish appearance and still widened pupils. With the efficiency of someone who had perhaps planned this all along, he carefully extricated his hand before picking them up bridal style, holding them in a possessive grip that was sure to bruise their back and thigh. He was just being careful. Perhaps also rewarding himself with the look of pain mixed with pleasure in their eyes. They had apologized earnestly for making him worry for so long today, but his greed and pettiness still desired more atonement from them. Those marks would blend into their skin well enough with how they’d look after tonight anyways, it was okay.
Bonus shitpost scene:
KAITO kneeled on the ground, head bowed with his arms raised up, as his master was furiously scrubbing at the dishes in the sink.
“I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU DISTRACTED ME AND WE LEFT THE DISHES OUT OVERNIGHT,” they said angrily, still scrubbing at them with the scrubby green side of the sponge to get off excess food that had gotten firmly stuck on in the several hours it had been left out.
Hearing them struggle with it, he raised his head and was about to offer to help when they glared at him and told him to keep kneeling.
「ごめんなさい、マスター」 the blue haired man said despairingly. He honestly did feel bad, but as was the nature of living things or anything with consciousness, he would do his best to better his situation even if the suffering was deserved.
"Don't think using your soft voicebank is going to get you out of trouble. Just because I like it doesn't mean it gives you a free pass to summon all the cockroaches you want."
"Master, this apartment doesn't have cockro-" They shushed him to cut him off, leaving him to kneel on the floor while his artificial muscles screamed at him to put his arms down, all while his master continued cleaning the dishes for what would probably be at least another 15 minutes.
My girlfriend will outlive me but that’s okay because I love her
Yanfei x Gender Neutral!Reader
1.5k words. Fluffy-ish writing with reader and Yanfei just talking. Tiny bit angsty since there’s some talk of Yanfei’s lifespan being a lot longer than the average human’s.
The rather loud bustling of the streets as the remaining day stalls became more loud in an effort to attract any last customers to their wares before they set up shop for the night was muted to the pair that strolled down its streets. Usually interested in the goods themselves, you and Yanfei had decided to pass on any actual shopping that particular evening in favor of simply taking in the environment of the harbor which was relaxing in its own way with the familiar clamor of the environment.
Despite instigating this outing, wanting to get out after finally finishing a particularly hard job, she was uncharacteristically quiet. For the last few days she had excused herself from the usual excursions around the harbor you two shared, the emotional drain from the child custody case she had taken on leaking into her non-work life. It wasn’t like you could have just told her to care less or to try and let it affect her less, Yanfei loved her work and her dedication and investment in each and every case was what made her so good as a legal adviser. The downside was just that in emotionally charged cases she tended to struggle a bit, the lack of a real definite cut and dry answer or compromise proving taxing on her as no amount of investigation would solve it.
Gently nudging her to catch her attention, she met your gaze. “Something weighing you down?. Even if we weren’t dating I’d still listen to you as your friend. You can always talk to me,” The offer hung in the air for a few moments, the silence bringing up concerns that perhaps it had sounded demanding.
Before you could fret too much, however, she responded. “In a way, yes. It’s a rather heavy topic so let’s discuss it at the end and just enjoy our evening out.” Yanfei’s tone was matter of fact, leaving no room for discussion on the matter for the time being. At least whatever was affecting her wasn’t doing so to the point where she was unable to compose herself quickly like she usually did.
Still not quite sure if she was really okay, you reached and held her hand like you normally did, giving a reaffirming squeeze to it which was reciprocated.
“Now come on, everything will close by the time you get to the stall if you keep on being this slow,” she pestered as she took the lead in moving through the street, letting go of your hand in favor of emoting while she spoke.
“We go to the night market, it’s just becoming sundown.”
“It’ll be well past morning at the rate you’re walking, and if we hold up any stalls who are nice enough to still be open by the time you make it there at that snail’s pace that would be a violation of the ordinance on stall times that requires they only be set up at their allotted time slots, of their own choosing of course.” She was evidently teasing you, her exaggerated nagging tone giving that away easily. As she turned back to make a face at you of mock exasperation at your still average walking pace, you surprised her by having moved right next to her.
“I’m not moving that slow and I won’t lose track of you. Not everyone in Liyue has bright pink hair and is even half as energetic as you.”
Unsurprisingly, she was only surprised for half a second at best before she had a retort lined up. As the two of you continued your walk, playfully arguing while pointing out various wares to each other and occasionally checking out stalls, the warm yellow of streetlamps slowly grew stronger.
It had quieted down for the night, or perhaps it was the place where the two of you had decided to settle at, a patch of grass on the terrace overlooking the harbor, by the time your legs had begun protesting and Yanfei had conceded to stop for the night and rest.
A warm kind of silence filled the air as you rested against each other, the kind that just settled unspoken and naturally.
“Regarding what was bothering me earlier, it was nothing much or perhaps it’d be more prudent to say nothing that will be of pressing importance anytime soon,” she began. Pausing before continuing, she looked at you for affirmation to continue and that you were listening. Not wanting to really verbalize a response and interrupt what she had going on any further, you nodded to indicate your attention. “While I have little fears of children or us separating and whatnot, unlike the case I just dealt with, it did bring some fears to light for me that hadn’t really come to the forefront of my thoughts before.”
She took an extra moment to prepare her words as she turned to fully face you. “There is no doubt in my mind that I would like to spend the rest of my life with you, our long withstanding friendship and now romantic relations a testament to that fact, the fears of your inevitably passing as my lifespan theoretically should far exceed yours are present.”
Yanfei raised her hand in a motion to indicate for you to stay quiet right as you were about to say something, she knew you too well and a small smile broke across your face at that despite the rather heavy conversation topic.
“However, I am not someone who is willing to let the upsides of life pass me by in favor of cowering in fear of what will happen. I’ve thought this through, though not much as the answer was already evident from the start, but I’d like to spend the rest of my life with you and even if that isn’t possible I will do my best. I hope you feel the same.”
Flustered at her words, you were at a loss of words for a moment. Upon seeing your reaction, Yanfei’s expression once again relaxed from the previous serious face she had been wearing, the same one she used to mask her anxiety during her work which was enough to betray her true feelings to you despite how calm she appeared.
“Yeah, I love you a lot too, which is what I’m going to assume that’s what you meant. I won’t lie, I have thought about it before but you’re right that it’s a long way off. Let’s just enjoy the time we have together, and I’ll be sure to make good memories for you to remember” Deciding to counterattack in light of her smug expression, you leaned forward and pressed a kiss against her cheek, the scent of flower perfume and the fried food stalls you had visited together mixed in a rather strange but comfortingly familiar way.
From there, the conversation naturally flowed back to what it usually was, ending with Yanfei standing up and brushing her skirt off.
“With that off my shoulders, I feel up to doing another investigation. I got a request for another case as I was exiting the courthouse earlier today and was already given the downpayment for it,” she began, the usual glimmer in her eyes back in full force which you were more than happy to see.
“Is it another case of false advertising at another stand selling trinkets?” you sighed, tone laced with tiredness that was only mostly fake. “I thought today was supposed to be resting as time off from your last case?”
“That was yesterday, it’s already a new day. The peace and prosperity of Liyue won’t stand without people there to keep everything in order.”
“It also won’t go away if you decide to take a day or 2 off.”
“Oh hush and help me find out what place was selling those frost jade crystals, I have a feeling they’re false as they didn’t seem to have cryo energy within them and the only really nearby source of them that’s reliable is shipments from Snezhnaya and whatever the traveller brings from the cryo enemies in Monstadt. Neither of those two have relations with the seller which is exceedingly suspicious,” she began, already involved and trying to get an angle on the situation. It was cute, but it’d be even cuter if she wasn’t already halfway down the stairs to the main part of the harbor while you had been distracted trying to figure out what she was trying to investigate.
“I’m hurrying up, I’ve got it,” you called out just as she turned around to probably call on you, mirroring how she had quieted you before when she anticipated your response. As you rushed to get off the ground and not fall down the stairs, you almost fell.
“If you die early from chasing after me and falling down the stairs I will personally not let your soul leave your body. Now hurry up and be careful, the sun is rising soon,” Yanfei teased, turning back around and sprinting down the stairs rather gracefully. Benefits of being alive for hundreds of years included knowing the exact architecture of Liyue Harbor and how to sprint down stairs without tripping it seemed. Sighing, you called out to your girlfriend as you ran after her though you were still smiling.
2.5k words. Just some Chilumi adult stuff, I tried to keep it pretty short. Still getting accustomed to writing non-super vanilla stuff so this might be a little messy.
The grip Childe’s hand had on her own tightened as he seemed to near his end. Unrestrained moans from both of them filled the air, accompanied by obscene wet sounds as they fucked.
“L-lumi,” he managed to force out, voice hoarse from overexertion. Sweat slicked his body, his copper hair mussed from when Lumine had forcefully grabbed him by it to make him eat her out, which he more than enthusiastically did. Nothing more needed to be said for his intent to be understood.
“Go ahead and cum for me,” Lumine purred, voice a lot more steady than she felt. Her back ached from where his nails had dragged across it, his own sporting a matching set of marks, and she couldn’t feel her fingers with how tightly they were entwined.
The harbinger buried his face into the crook of her neck at her response, finally letting go of her hand only to bring it down to where they were joined and roughly rub circles against her clit. It was oddly endearing how determined he was to please her in bed, always considerate of her own enjoyment even when she told him he could use her. If it weren’t for the fact he was a human and constrained to a mortal lifespan she would have jumped at the opportunity to take him as her mate after the first time they had slept together.
Feeling the knot in her own stomach start to unravel, the blonde took the opportunity to mess with her lover a little. She wrapped her legs around his waist to let his cock move deeper inside of her, rewarding her with a small gasp. All too soon, Childe’s movements stuttered as he came. The warmth flooding her insides in tandem with his ministrations was enough to push her over the edge, leaving her breathless as she moaned, pulling his body flush to hers.
“Such a good boy for me… huh? It’s so cute that you take care of me,” she murmured, already over the aftereffects of her orgasm as she moved her right hand to play with his damp locks. He remained there, leaning against her half to catch his breath and half out of the embarrassment of being called a good boy, clearly overwhelmed from both.
While the weight of him against her and his heat were comforting, it would probably get uncomfortable fast. Luckily she didn’t need to address that as after a few moments he had recovered enough to pull his length out of the traveller and apologize.
“Sorry for leaning against you like that, Lumine,” Childe apologized, flustered but mostly back to normal now.
“It’s fine. Would take a lot more to hurt me, I’m not exactly as weak as you think.”
“Oh trust me I know that you’re plenty strong, it’s just that no person would really like having their blood flow cut off from their partner lying on them y’know.”
The outlander carefully considered what to do next. She could go along with what he said, play it off with another mysterious answer that implied she wasn’t what she appeared, or go straight for the truth. Maybe it was how incredibly lonely she had felt for most of her life, even with her brother. Her heart had always yearned for someone to share an intimate relationship with and Childe certainly checked all of the boxes besides lifespan for what she would want in a partner.
It was probably that plus the post-sex hormones that she still wasn’t immune to despite her inhuman nature and a healthy dose of perpetual sexual tension that led her to her decision. While Childe did his very best to satisfy her, hell the average person would have probably been overstimulated to hell and back with his treatment, she needed more.
“I’m not really the average person. Person is even negotiable,” she started, tone trailing off as she faux absentmindedly dipped her fingers into her own cunt, intentionally dragging out a bit of their mixed release. The ginger’s gaze was fixed on that movement, evidently aroused again from watching her if the fact his dick was hardening again was any indication.
It provided the perfect distraction from the multitude of yellow tinged transparent tentacles that were sprouting from her back. Lifting her hand to her mouth, she dipped them inside, cleaning off her fingers. It was only then that he snapped out of his distracted haze, falling back slightly from how he had sat himself up as he took in her new appendages.
It was much, but it was a part of her original form that she could let out, requiring very little energy to sustain. From where he lay, propped up on his arms after he had nearly fallen over in surprise, the traveller could see how Childe’s dull eyes were analyzing her, trying to assess if she was a threat like the trained warrior he was. However, just as quickly as he had fallen over his gaze shifted back to being amicable and flirty.
“Well, I can’t say I was expecting that, girlie.”
“I did tell you multiple times I wasn’t of this world and that I wasn’t the average human,” she shot back.
“What’s a guy supposed to do when a girl tells him she’s not like other people? Assume she’s a space alien with sex tentacles?”
Not feeling up to dealing with his banter anymore, Lumine decided she’d very much rather hear his voice moaning her name again. Before he could make another quip about her form, she climbed on top of his waist and straddled him, her tentacles moving to caress his skin gently.
“Wh-whoa there,” the harbinger said, voice unsteady as he tensed beneath the odd feeling touch. They were smooth to the touch, cooler than he had expected as well, and it seemed like miniature stars themselves were embedded into the flesh(?) of the tentacles, shining ever so faintly in the low light of the hotel room.
Reaching her hand out, the one that had previously been inside of her, Lumine grasped the man’s face and pressed her thumb into his willing mouth, his jaw opening to accommodate it almost immediately. Giving him her sweetest smile that seemed to make him melt even further, relaxing into the hold of her squishy appendages, Lumine angled her thumb to open his mouth wider before pressing the end of a tentacle inside.
Almost instantly Childe moaned, the foreign sensation that was already strange on his body almost overwhelming on the sensitive flesh of his mouth. His tongue instinctively pressed up against the intrusion, eliciting a moan from the blonde girl seated atop him.
If his mouth had been available he would have chosen now to make another remark, but alas it was occupied so he did what he would have done after and what most people who too completely smitten to think situations through would do and began sucking on her tentacle.
Immediately she retracted it from his mouth, leaving him whimpering.
“No, it’s time for me to take care of you. I’ll get to have my fun too. You can probably tell from that stunt you just pulled, but I want to see you crying beneath me by the end of the night,” she scolded, golden eyes darkened as she stared into his own muted blue. Instead of letting him respond, Lumine thrust the same tentacle back into his mouth, cutting off whatever reply he was conjuring up as she shifted, his now fully erect cock having been pressing uncomfortably warm against her stomach, leaking precum down it.
She divided the limbs she had released into a few different jobs, one obviously to occupy his mouth, a few to restrain his arms from grabbing her and taking control or escaping, and 2 for what she planned to do with his dick.
Despite her excitement being a little dampened by how she wouldn’t be able to fully hear the cocky bastard’s delicious screams, for a first time this would be more than enough she supposed. Moving her body so that she was seated upon his thigh, grinding her wetness down against it for good measure which only made his mouth’s grip on the tentacle occupying it more violent, the outlander carefully used her two free tentacles to wrap around Childe’s erection.
“Let me give you a treat now, something for the both of us hm? I’m sure you’ve been thinking of it since you first saw this part of my original form.” After a few moments for him to get accustomed to the sensation and take in her words, she began moving the squishy appendages up and down, alternating the tightness in which they wrapped around his cock to create a unique sensation. She had unknowingly begun thrusting the tentacle within his mouth even deeper into his throat, unconsciously seeking her own pleasure.
His body fought against her grip, trying to break away from her but she didn’t relent. It wasn’t readily apparent whether he wanted to escape or if he was just in the throes of pleasure but he wasn’t dying which was all Lumine needed in order to feel reassured in pinning his entire body down with her cold jelly-like limbs. Oh, it was probably the temperature difference against his rather hot cock that was causing the discomfort. This wasn’t something in her control though so he would have to get used to it, and even then he seemed to be enjoying it if the tears in his eyes were any sign. Or they were from choking on the tentacle in his mouth. Oh.
Relenting her movements slightly, she brought his body up from where it had been pressed roughly into the sheets to pet his face reassuringly.
“Be good for me okay? It’ll feel really nice for you. You always go on about how you want to take me to your home to meet your family and how maybe in the future you want to start one with me, but you need to get used to this then okay? Nod if you want to continue,” she said softly, voice firm but reassuring. Sure she wasn’t presenting a completely objective choice to Childe due to his obsession with settling down with her but she wasn’t an objective person and morality be damned she wanted to have someone of her own to keep. Especially someone so perfect for her who had one of her tentacles shoved into his mouth and decided to suck it at the first sign that it had felt even vaguely enjoyable for her.
The harbinger nodded at her, tear stained eyes locking onto her visage the moment the motion finished. He seemed expectant and determined, she loved that in a mate. Faced with a challenge for her affection and always willing to take it head on. If it was a challenge he wanted it was one she would give and if he stayed with her after this he really was perfect and she would find a way around the whole mortality thing. If not, then Teyvat would be one human shorter to keep her inhuman status safe but she would be sure to support his family the best she could.
Lowering him back onto the bed sheets, gently this time, Lumine was surprised at how his calloused hand reached out for her own through the restrictive grip she had him in. Always affectionate and touch starved it seemed. With a chuckle she complied with his implicit request, taking his larger calloused hand into her own before squeezing his cock almost painfully tight, relishing in how his grip changed to crush her own hand.
Childe didn’t even last a few minutes under her touch, but it wasn’t disappointing to her. It had been longer than she had expected from a human in the first place and she was quite proud of him. Removing the obstruction from his mouth, Lumine looked casually at him as if she hadn’t just throat fucked up and given him a tentacle job.
“Archons, girlie. That was…” his sentence trailed off as he lay there panting, barely able to formulate a thought due to post-orgasm high and oxygen deprivation from doing his best to, for a lack of a better wording, blow his girlfriend. “That was something, I think you’ll need to explain to me what exactly you have going on later though.”
“Sure. We still have a while to go, I’m not even close to done yet,” the golden eyed girl agreed, taking a moment to fix up her hair and make herself somewhat pointlessly more presentable and it was sure to be ruined within the next five minutes.
“Uh, hate to disappoint you but I’m not sure I can get it up again so soon, even with how absolutely sexy and ethereal you are,” he said nervously.
“Oh it’s okay, I’m going to be doing most of the work anyways so all you have to do is lie back and take it obediently. There are other ways for both of us to experience pleasure without using your cock after all.” While the traveller’s smiles were always blindingly sweet to him, as rare as they were, this one filled him with a sense of mild dread along with the normal warm feeling of seeing her.
That sense of dread only increased as she raised a cum slicked tentacle up and used two others to prop up his waist, making sure to use the rest to cradle his back so that it wouldn’t be too uncomfortable for him to have his lower body raised so much.
“You talk about how nice and tight I am a lot when you fuck me, whether it’s my ass or pussy.” Oh he didn’t know how he felt about where this was going but apparently his body did as he felt his arousal resurge. “You always want to please me right? Well this would really please me right now, and I want to make you feel good too.” It should be illegal for her to make puppy dog eyes at him while she was preparing this but she did regardless, and the situation didn’t make it any less effective. Oh what the fuck this definitely wasn’t the worst way for this to happen and was honestly probably the best.
Covering his face with his other arm which had been freed soon after the first, Childe pushed through his own embarrassment to nod his assent to her. She found him extremely cute like this, embarrassed as he took the back seat to being pleasured by her. Maybe this was why he liked being over her so much, it was a bit exhilarating to have him at her mercy, but as a reward she would be gentle. At the beginning at least.
As he felt the slicked tentacle press against his ass, he knew he was going to have a hell of a time tonight and a hell of a time walking tomorrow. All worth it for the look on his girlie’s face though, all pure excitement and satisfaction.
1.5k words. That’s it, the title is the fic. I realize this is the singular type of fic I can write so I’m going with it.
Relationship ambiguous-ish but I like to think they just get so used to each other they basically start dating without noticing and when people ask Keqing just goes “Oh, my coworker?” as if she and Ganyu aren’t holding hands while Ganyu eats the little leaves that are beneath her golden shrimp balls while she’s distracted.
After catching herself nearly slamming her head into the desk for the fourth time that night, Keqing decided now would be an appropriate time to leave work and rest. Usually one to care more about properly taking care of herself and maintaining a healthy ratio of work and relaxation, the last few days had been excessively busy with the Moonchase festival leading to a wave of reports from citizens of things that needed to be handled on top of the work that normally needed to be done.
As she exited her office, she sighed at the sight of light peeking out from beneath a familiar door. Of course if she, the one with a generally healthier concept of work life balance, had been clocked in then the Qixing’s very own Adeptus workaholic would be as well. Having been over this same song and dance countless times before, the Yuheng didn’t even knock as she opened the door, the well oiled hinged not creaking as she did so.
“Ganyu, while your physical capabilities are above average, you still require rest as every living being does,” she called as she made her way to Ganyu’s desk. Every surface in the room was littered with papers, a kind of organized chaos as she was sure if prompted Ganyu could name every single document that covered the table, desk, and sitting area.
A head of blue hair perked up at the sound of her name, breaking the monotonous white noise of a writing implement gliding across paper. Looking up to meet her visitor’s violet gaze, a flash of recognition went through the girl’s eyes. “Oh, I suppose it is rather late. Uhm… sorry about not being able to give you the report on the import taxes yet. I’ve been busy and forgot to write it down, but I’ll get to it as soon as possible,” she said rushedly in her usual soft voice, scrambling for a blank sheet of paper on her desk before hastily jotting down a reminder to do what had been requested of her earlier that day.
Sighing, Keqing knew that it would be a fruitless endeavor to try and convince Ganyu to return home through words alone, the secretary’s devotion to performing her duties which she felt were to Rex Lapis as well as the people of Liyue often overriding her needs when she felt they weren’t as urgent. Taking Ganyu’s arm, she tried to pull her away from her desk, but the half-qilin was steadfast, remaining in her chair though the action did give her pause.
After a few moments of struggling, the violet haired girl decided she was tired enough and switched tactics. “If you are to keep devoting yourself to your work you will burn out sooner or later, it’s your responsibility to-”
“Take care of myself as it is Rex Lapis’s,” her sentence was interrupted with a yawn, “will that all of the creatures under his dominion not suffer unnecessarily,” the cry wielder finished. Just as Keqing knew her habits like the back of her hand, the girl knew the exact tactics she would use to counter her. Sort of like a little ritual they both had, neither changing up their actions too much as similar things played out every time and in the end whatever the most helpful result for both of them was would come to be.
Finally letting herself be pulled up and away from her chair, Ganyu let Keqing tiredly walk the both of them to her apartment. After realizing that neither of them spent much time at home, free time usually spent strolling through the harbor or land just outside of the city, the two of them had agreed that sharing rent for a single apartment was a good option as neither of them spent much time at home anyways.
The walk back was rather quick, a few turns through some alleys cutting the time down by a bit. No one dared accost them partially due to Liyue’s general lack of violent crime among its citizens, most of it being things of mercantile nature, but the fact that the two of the most combat capable girls in Liyue walked this way together drove away any would be attackers that might have otherwise been waiting during the odd hours of the night.
Halfway through the walk, the Yuheng had to jostle her partner slightly, the girl falling asleep on her shoulder while somehow still continuing to walk. As smoothly as ever, Ganyu materialized the key to the apartment from her pocket, unlocking the door before kicking off her shoes near the entrance and collapsing onto the couch.
“How ironic that you were insistent on continuing work yet also pass out the moment we get inside,” Keqing teased, locking the door behind her as she entered. “Sleeping on the couch would be worse for your health and there is a perfectly good bed just down the hall.”
She was only greeted by the sound of soft snoring, but the sound of metal cutting through the air as she materialized her sword and swung it experimentally, careful not to damage any of the paintings hung on the wall by the sleeping girl, was enough to cause jolt her awake and go towards the bedroom.
“I’ve napped in less pleasant positions before, any rest is better than no rest.”
“Good rest is better than mediocre rest, and none of your naps last more than an hour at the very best so you’re not left in a bad position for very long,” the sword wielder countered, dismissing her blade before following after her roommate.
The room was rather small, fitting only a bed as most of it was occupied with shelves that had neatly organized novels and merchandise along them. While Ganyu had a taste for more traditionally artistic depictions of Liyuen history and was comfortable leaving up paintings depicting various adepti and famous scenes along the walls. Her partner was more discreet due to the nature of her interests. Several plushies and figures of Rex Lapis were propped up in the shelves, the books accompanying them being various modern written interpretations and original tales written about Liyue’s archon.
The both of them collapsed into bed, having simultaneously silently agreed that the matters of changing clothes and bathing would be handled in the morning.
“Nnggh,” Ganyu mumbled as she tried to get settled among the sheets. Annoyed by her struggling, the purple haired girl grabbed her and settled her into her embrace, careful to avoid tearing the sheets or herself on the horns that were nestled in her blue locks.
Seemingly satisfied by the change in position, both of them were able to settle down comfortably. Nuzzling her face into the top of Ganyu’s head, Keqing mumbled out a quiet good night, heart warming at the mumbled response she got almost immediately after.
Some of the less oblivious residents of Liyue Harbor had been able to read the signs of their relationship, neither parties involved in it falling into that category unfortunately. Rather, they were too caught up in their work to notice fully, and if the current arrangement was nice and neither of them thought the other minded (in reality both of them enjoyed it). Whether they cuddled together as they fell asleep or went shopping together with the purple haired girl tugging on the sleepy girl’s hand to drag her to the next stall or when they sat together outside of Wanmin restaurant and shared a quick meal, it was just the way it was.
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“At the end she sounded like your big sister there,” the traveller remarked as Ganyu left the restaurant.
The remark certainly hadn’t helped Keqing’s flustered state that had been brought on by Ganyu’s heartfelt compliment and request for the other two to take care of her.
“Ehh... just ignore her,” the violet eyed girl said, trying to change the subject to get back on task.
“Traveller, they’re dating” Xiangling, mildly exasperated at her friend’s inability to read the room when non-platonic feelings were concerned in any regard. That certainly didn’t help the situation, derailing it further as Keqing became even more embarrassed.
Panicking slightly due to never having confronted the possibility of dating the secretary before, she scrambled to correct what the navy haired girl had said. “We’re just roommates and coworkers we haven’t had the chance to talk this over yet,” she stuttered out, usually so eloquent with her words but it seemed the idea of labelling her relationship as dating was enough to short circuit the professional attitude she usually kept up and also left her completely unaware of the implications of what she had said.
The few passersby who had stopped at the sight of the crane Adeptus’s appearance and also taken in the resulting scene looked at Xiangling, sharing an expression of mutual of “they really haven’t noticed yet?” with her.
“Hey everyone! I just had an idea! It only occurred to me when that adeptus showed up. Do you think the Stove God could be an adeptus too?” Xiangling interrupted, deciding to metaphorically throw the panicking girl a bone before she could further reveal details on her and Ganyu’s private life on accident.
1k words. Kinda fluffy? Not sure what to call it there’s no real plot, just a bit of wholesome. He’s just a tired boi and reader makes him feel better in a wholesome way.
He wasn’t exactly hunched over his desk per se, good posture being something that had been ingrained into him due to his upbringing. However, no other word you could think of seemed fitting for describing how he had been working at his desk for so long just reading paperwork and occasionally signing off on any documents that required it.
Making your presence more known, he hadn’t bothered looking up when you opened the door moments earlier, you made your way to his desk and leaned on it. The setting sun shone into the room from an angle, not blinding within the room but still providing a rather substantial backlighting to Diluc as he worked. Some of his wilder strands that strayed from his ponytail gleamed with an almost reddish-gold tint in the light, bobbing ever so slightly. Seeing as he had still yet to tear his attention from his work, you decided a little messing with him was allowed.
As you shifted your position to fully standing which freed your hands, you reached out and played with one of his curls, tugging gently on it. His reaction was immediate, nearly dropping the quill that he had been holding as he instinctively reached to grab whatever had touched him. The gloved hand that had nearly grabbed your lower arm, probably with what would have been a more than healthy amount of force, lowered as he tamped down the instinct. He had already been aware of your presence in the room but he hadn’t exactly expected you to pull on his hair, even as gently as you had.
“Did you need something?” Diluc asked, finally turning to face you. When he was in the relative isolation of the winery, he tended to let his guard down slightly. Instead of bothering to fully recompose himself to the default stoic expression he wore in public, his expression remained tinged with surprise and his cheeks a little flushed.
“Just worried about when you’re going to rest. It’s been a while and you also have work after this.” Your hand moved to run your fingers through his hair. How he shivered slightly at that was adorable. He was sensitive to the subtlest touches involving his hair. Frowning slightly at your response, he pulled away from your touch slightly.
“There’s work to be done as much as I wish I could relax,” he sighed, traces of exhaustion evident in his voice. Reaching across the desk, he picked up a half emptied glass of grape juice, running his finger along the rim. He nearly dropped it however when you wrapped your arms around him. You had pulled him against your body, the sudden closeness making him tense before he relaxed into your hold.
Right before you were about to let go, Diluc’s right arm wrapped around your waist while his left hand shifted your own to atop his head. An expectant look was in his eyes when he gazed up at you. Truly despite having been forced to grow up so fast, he was still childish in many ways though you wouldn’t complain about this method of seeking your attention. Even if it was unbefitting of him and he’d never even kiss your cheek in public much less hold you this close to himself, it was enjoyable to indulge his rather forward desires for affection in private.
Hand buried in his fluffy locks, you combed your hand through his hair, indulging in the soft humming sound he made at the physical intimacy. After a few moments, unfortunately, he was the one to pull away. He was noticeably less exhausted, seemingly refreshed just by the reprieve you had brought him.
“I’ll go now. Don’t push yourself too hard,” you said as you brushed yourself off, moving to exit the room. It was best to just let him finish his day work. While what he did at night was mostly a mystery, how often collapsed into your shared bed in the early hours of the morning, definitively more bruised than he had left and the scent of smoke often on his clothes, it wasn’t hard to guess.
As you opened the door, however, his voice called out to you. “Wait, thank you. Your care for me is much appreciated and know that I’d do the same for you if need be.” Ah, his way of saying he cared about you indirectly. With how short and forward his words were it would be expected that he’d outright state his feelings but he preferred to express them indirectly instead. It was touches and soft assurances usually, but the occasional slightly more direct verbal reminder was nice as well.
“If you want to do the same for me then finish your work early so we can spend tomorrow afternoon together.” After replying, you walked out. As the door softly closed behind you, Diluc sighed and leaned back into his chair. The embarrassment he had felt from his actions earlier was hitting him full force now. He loved you so much and archons he was so lucky to have someone who understood his words through intent and not literal meaning. The fact you indulged his desire to be close to you as well still surprised him sometimes, you really were just perfect for him.
Stretching slightly, he focused back on his work, efforts redoubled as he was determined to finish up the rest of the paperwork involving the management and shipments regarding the winery. While he wouldn’t be able to spend tonight with you, his vigilante work wasn’t something that he could simply do ahead of time, clearing out any work that would take up time tomorrow would let him spend more time just enjoying your presence with less stress.
While he worked, the sun was already starting to set behind him as he lit a deskside candle with a quick snap of his fingers, his thoughts occasionally drifted to what he would do with you tomorrow. It had been quite a while since the two of you had a chance to go out besides the occasional day spent lounging outside while reading from his rather extensive library collection. Maybe an excursion to somewhere in the town where it was livelier was in order. He smiled ever so slightly at the thought.
