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the funny thing is... it's like seeing a mini albedo talk to current albedo. "hello, [s/n]." "hello mr. albedo. i hear you like art and science." the child remains their stoic little expression, but their little hands out an intricate drawing of a bird.

"what's this?" carefully taking the painting, he tips his head while examining the detail. "bird i saw. i wanted to ask if you knew what it was." albedo continued to stare until he didn't, "it's a hummingbird."

they only look at him for about fifteen seconds longer until a mutual nod leaves the both of them. "can we keep him?" the same kind of dead pan expression with a sprinkle of brightness, making your heart warm up-

"...i guess we can?" "you realize you are speaking of me like i'm a pet." "oh. [name], can we get a pet too?"

then you start to notice how easily they start to slip into your day with albedo while you both come back to dragonspine, peeking their little head over the table to see what vials or potions he works on.

or maybe even the shared canvas they would paint on while trying to sketch out your favorite flower as a gift to you when you'd wake up. it's adorable, really...

you just sigh, thankfully your mini you seems to take a liking despite very few words being shared.

alhaitham is a bit iffy about meeting your sibling. you say they're similar but he thinks otherwise when he sees them being a little shy at first, hiding behind your leg while holding onto a book in one hand, and the other covered in small splats of chocolate on their fingers.

"this child is similar to me? really?" he kneels to get on eye level, immediately their face swishes away, hiding behind your leg fully when they see him get down on one knee. "just try and talk to [s/n]... go on sweetheart, he's a nice man."

you place a hand on their head, giving them a light push to say hi to your boyfriend. "hello, my name is alhaitham. what's your name?" having a hand out for them,

despite being reluctant... they quietly hold onto one of his fingers to shake his hand, "...[s/n]." "well it's very nice to meet you, [s/n]. i hear you like literature?"

still a strong yet small firm hand was holding (or pinching more like...) onto your leg as they curiously looked at alhaitham. "mmn. i... i do." "have you ever heard about veil rosenhearth?"

almost in an instant your sibling's face changed from cautious to sparkling with excitement, "you know 'the tales of adenroda'?!" a small audible gasp as they launch themselves into his hold, making you laugh a little. "hmm, you could say i own a few volumes." "even five through ten? i've been looking everywhere-"

by the end of the day, your sibling is begging for you to stay a few more days before you both go back to sumeru. it's one of your favorite things to see your two favorite people bonding over something,

its too bad he has to tuck them in good night after a long afternoon of just discussing and- hell even debating with your sibling. probably a core memory for them now,

safe to say your sibling wouldn't have problems with him for a while. if ever they would have problems it would probably be about whose favorite character is better.

capitano is staring back in just as much anticipation your little sibling was who almost seemed bursting at the seams of your arms whilst he remained seated. he wasn't bad with kids at all, it's just... well he didn't want to scare them off, so he put his helmet back on.

he was just as eager to meet a younger you yet, well... he never knew a child could be quite literally be bouncing on the walls waiting to meet him. "[name]! let me go! i wanna talk to him!!"

trying to kick at your chest, they continue to squirm in your hold while sitting on your forearm. "he can hear you, you know. he's right there." you place a soft kiss on the kid's head when they turn to capitano with a bright smile.

"hi! i'm happy my sibling is dating someone cool!" the words are already blurted out before you can stop them, "how about you introduce yourself first?"

capitano slowly gets up to see the child eye-level, tipping his head as he silently observes up close before-

small palms are already on the surface of his mask, giggles filling the room as your sibling cheers; "so it's real! is this your face? i'm [s/n] by the way!"

not even a word and yet...

"it's nice to meet you, my name is thrain."

their smile is blinding, placing the small child into his arms gently, the squirming they had been doing for way too long now was at ease. frozen even,

just looking at your boyfriend in awe while touching the cold metal of his helmet. "ahem, do you like it?" "i looove it!"

you can only sigh, they'll get along just fine.

childe is similar to capitano, eager and now just as excited to show his emotion off but... well the kid doesn't seem to say too much at first which starts to get him nervous. what? him? not good with kids? he has... siblings of his own- how could a kid not like him?!

your little sibling had just been sat on the floor while he brought all kinds of gifts. not even a gasp of awe, or a look of admiration- nothing! this kid was just stare of nothing while sitting with the same plushie you had given to them a long time ago.

"it's like they don't even want to see me!" "trust me it's quite the opposite."

giving you a raised eyebrow, childe just sighed and trusted you. but really, this kid was quite literally giving him nothing. just sitting there and inspecting the things with a stick, where did that even come from??

"i just... look i don't know what am i doing wrong..." running a hand of frustration through his ginger locks, he takes a seat at the dining table as you come over to pat him on the back. "i'm just saying.. that's how [s/n] tells someone they approve. they don't say anything."

before he can try another reply of wail and sorrow, he feels a small hand tug at the hem of his shirt, looking down to see the same small figure he was about to cry over.

he feels the words that were supposed to come out completely vanish when he feels the light weight of a plushie that matched their own, a tiger to be certain.

oh god he could cry right now.

wriothesley doesn't really mind if they like him or not, he'll try his best but if he is disliked, then so be it. but what he prioritizes is teaching the teenager the importance of self-defense, and it comes in handy when you aren't there to help.

"is there a reason i'm learning all of this? it seems so boring..." "combat is the least boring thing out there, kid."

the rambunctious adolescent you had introduced to him not too long ago felt a bit of caution around him. like they always had to watch their step, their words, their mannerisms, anything really. i mean, their older sibling, you, is dating the duke of meropide.

but tea and combat is probably the few things he could bond over with anyone younger than him. you took the tea, so the skills of defense and proper offense goes to your rascal.

"whatever you say, old man." they roll their eyes as they continued to follow him from behind, trailing him like a wolf pup does to its father. "you hungry?" wriothesley breaks the silence before waving them over to the closest gelato stand. they just stop in their tracks before raising an eyebrow, "are you for real?"

"yeah i'm 'for real'. cheat day today, let's go before i decide otherwise."

your sibling fist pumps the air with now a bright smile on their face as they bounce with every step toward the dessert stand; already taking the mora from wrio with an eagerness that needs to be studied.

he just sighs and waits by the sides until a band of thieves suddenly tries to attack the stall owner-

keyword: tries.

your sibling quickly took them down with a kick behind one of their knees, another toward a man's neck, and lastly a kick to the thief trying to harm the owner.

...

after a while, sitting down at a nearby bench, they both got extra scoops for saving the vendor's life, eating in silence was the one thing they could both mutually agree on doing together without one side complaining.

the silence is broken a few bites later.

"...your training isn't that bad if i can eat like this on weekends."

your sibling can't see it, but internally that had gotten him to smile. as if he were finally completely at ease. well, it wasn't a complete 'thank you' but implication would do for now.

neuvillette is a very pecuilar man, and wanted the way he met your little sibling to be fully articulated, knowing what to say and do, he prefers knowing when something would happen in general... so what happens when they come find him first and hope for the same?

an awkward silence echoes through the room, your sibling stares at him while he returns it (although internally is in shambles. has no idea what to expect since all you tell him is 'oh they'll love you'). "so... does your older sibling know you are here?"

"nope. they getting me ice cweam.." the small yet noticeable little error, neuvi tips his head, “you like any certain flavor?” “sowbet!!”! (name) knows i like sohbets……” (sorbet! i like sorbets…)

now both his eyebrows raise in praise to the child’s taste, nodding, “very well. i fall in favor towards vanilla.” the child’s eyes light up almost immediately, “oooh, weally? that’s like my second most favowitest fuwavor!!” (second most favorite flavor)

“i see. i’ll keep that in mind.”

the kid previously sitting apart now has a piece of paper and is drawing on the very table of where he continued to eat his lunch with while waiting for you to come back. “wow, is that a missing tooth if i’m not mistaken?”

this was the first time a child has understood the ‘fancy language’ he’s used to using, “yeah! (name) doesn’t know yet though… can you keep it asth a suwpuwaise?” (as a surprise)

he just gives a warm smile. “of course.”

i guess there wasn’t really anything to be worried about in the first place.

dainsleif didn't mean to talk to them at first actually. he had too scared that he'd make a bad impression, so when you left to go get snacks for the both of them... he kind of just stared. most children would've ran away with how... toneless his 'glare' was and-

they stayed and did the same thing to him. except their look was a lot less menacing because of their adorably big eyes, the kind that would get you wanting to pinch a cheek or two.

"...hello." "hi."

their hand stayed clasped around the plushie you had handmade, still ordering a parfait for each of your sillies that sat at your table. one swinging their feet, and the other's leg shaking nervously. "i like your cape."

you tip your head to look at the both of them, your eyes widen in a bit of shock, you quickly grab your order and rush over to your table. "dain where's- oh..."

apparently sibling couldn't wait to come and inspect his cape, so they did, and is in shock that the cloth and fabric used feels so silky and soft. what your sibling didn't notice though... was the way dain was already profusely turning red.

leaning to go whisper into your lover's ear, "you good?" "yes... it's just heartaching to see something as adorable as this."

they had placed their little bunny plush onto his lap while inspecting his intricately designed starry cape. "aw, [s/n], you like dain's cape?"

"mmn... can i have one? i wanna be like dainnn..."

like klee said, diluc is not one who the children are very fond of, that alone makes him pretty on edge around your sibling while you give them a tour around mondstadt. but little does he know that they actually like him for the things the others don't like.

"hello mr diluc!" a cheery voice appeared beside his leg when he's washing the dishes in the sink. "hello [s/n]."

a small silence played through while your sibling just stared up at him with a big heart and eyes that were probably bigger. "can i help?" their small voice echoes as they quickly go to grab a stool. clearly diluc doesn't actually have any choice that isn't 'alright'.

he simply gives a nod before moving to give the child space. "just wash the dirt off and i'll soap them." "got it, boss."

diluc couldn't help smiling hearing their serious tone as they reached far for the leftover dirty dishes from the party he had hosted at the manor not too long ago (against his will). "do you really like [name], mr diluc?"

he freezes for a moment before sighing. "you could say that, yeah." and after staring at each other for a bit again, they shared a nod and continued to do dishes in silence.

"wow would you look at that, my two favorite people just did a chore together!" around fifteen minutes later, you finally ushered every guest out of the house and hug your little sibling close. "did you have fun with mr diluc?" "mhm. can i come by again next week?"

well, not everybody thinks he's grumpy all the time, klee.

so all of a sudden when he trails his love bites down your stomach all the way to your...

"s- stay still..." dipping his tongue deeper into you kept your back arched, your thighs still quivering around his head, subconsciously, you didn't know if you wanted to keep him there or to push him off, really.

well, usually when it came to your usual love-making activities, he'd say foreplay is his favorite because he'll end up forgetting to fuck you with his dick when you taste so good on his tongue instead.

even when it came to kissing up your thighs, what can i say, he's one (im)patient man!

"nnnha! 'jin... w— wait... haahn s- slow down!" muttering under your breath, it was one of the factors that made enjin the munch he is for you, your hands buried in his hair while you continued to bury his mouth deeper into your folds, his nose bumps into your sensitive clit every now and then.

your brows furrowed, his hands squeeze your thighs—a quiet way of telling you to stop squirming.

"keep those pretty eyes open f'me, sweet..." mumbling into your cunt, darker hues becloud your cheeks, it was adorable how badly you were struggling in his hands, enjin's indurated fingertips rubbed small circles onto the soft plush of each thigh; tonguefucking a person as cute as you were probably had to be one of the best feelings out there.

"mmnf enjin please, t'much..." face being buried so deep in your pussy, he loved the way you tasted in his mouth, if you'd let him, he would stay between your soft thighs. your pulse quickened when the musk continued to fall off your forehead; licking long stripes up your slit to see the way your back would arch so undeniably,

he could hear the gasp for air in shock from you, only ever briefly removing his mouth to place lust-filled kisses and bites on your inner thighs. your spine continues to shudder, it was mean how your vision was so blurred. drool dribbling down the corner of your mouth, your grasp on his hair only clenches.

a shaky exhale leaves you, his tongue only slurps and sucks at your sweet clit with urgency, the pressure building up again right below your stomach, making you groan again; aching at how close you were again, your eyes widen before you shut them, almost not wanting to feel the rush of bliss again.

"mmm... y're close, arenf't ya," it's sick how easily enjin could tonguefuck you, how easily he could get you to come on his mouth, he could only tell by your breathing fragments that you were slowly starting to reach your peak, a small tear slips past your eyelid.

your heart beats rapidly, nearly out your chest, his arms tighten around your waist and brings your hips as close as possible;

you didn't even know really where to place your palms, yet all of a sudden your body's tension suddenly snapped, "fuckin' come, sweet! come on my tongue!"

was all you heard until your juices gushed into his mouth, flashes of white spark behind your eyes when your fourth orgasm peaks—it's alarming how fast you would cave into the pleasure he could give you.

you always joked to your boyfriend tamsy that he should tie you up so he could tease your body while you resist against the blue thread... it wasn't a bad idea, you mentioned it months ago, is it a crime he wanted to keep that in mind?

not really.

the mission felt like a fresh breath of air for those who've been looking for a hard case that was actually easy.

so edging you with adorable little kitten licks while his vital instrument kept your legs apart, blue rope securely keeping your thighs nicely sprawled open for him while cold air gives more attention to you than his tongue does :(

cold ghost touches trace your legs up and down, enough to make you shiver at how carefully he'd watch your face for any of the adorable reactions you had.

despite it showing on his face, he still had the need to hide his clear interest in pleasing you by teasing you for almost way too long...

"n- nngh!" you shut your eyes almost immediately before your lashes flutter open again, with disappointment clear in your face. "tamsy! are you even gonna... ahh start? if not i could just- whhaa!"

you voice cracked uncharacteristically when he dove his tongue into your cunt, now casually making out with your sweet clit; moving a hand to slip a finger inside your warm, soppy entrance. now it was your turn in wanting to hide what you actually feel like!

"mmmn, tastes s'much nicerf th... mmhaa- than i th- thought." his voice vibrates your cunt with a certain softness to it, your fingers thread into his hair while your hips rock themselves into his mouth.

it's an addiction, an urge you could say, for tamsy to move his mouth, working his tongue in your hole. but before you could even think to form a response, his thumb is rubbing nicely up against your swollen clit.

making your breath hitch, eyebrows knit, and pull his hair.

tamsy wasn't even one to be really vocal necessarily, but you made it hard to not when you'd squirm whenever the pulses of his words were echo into your whole being, small and noticeable shivers run up and down your spine. nodding frantically under intoxication, breathy moans that fell desperate on your tongue,

a fist of his hair in your balled palm was all he needed to see how need y you were, especially when you had the great idea of pushing his face even deeper inside you. tasting parts no one else has ever touched...

another thing he favored a lot when eating you out was your skin being squished by the rope, watching your soft thighs spill around the rope that kept you spread made his own eyes roll back,

his one hand on your thigh keeps a strong grip, locking you onto his mouth and bringing you as close as he could.

well... i'd have something funny he'd say here but really, he can't speak from how good you taste.

you feared to be around your boss, corvus, whenever something hadn't exactly gone to plan. it succeeds but at the cost of his team? most importantly: you, his secretary. it hurt him to see that the person who had plead loyalty and allegiance to him and the cleaners for as long as forever...

to see you being touched by someone that wasn't him on a mission that required you both to fake being a couple at a certain event.

he couldn't take it.

so here he was, the corvus of the cleaners, rapidly lapping at your adorably aroused, wet slit. your thighs sit nicely over his shoulders while he effortlessly lifts your lower body to be able to kiss every part. big hands resting on each side of your thigh,

you were spreading your folds for him, barely one eye open when you take peeks at the man you've been calling boss most of your time with him hungrily eat you out with a fucking passion. it was hard to tell if he was kissing or slurping, but there's one thing you knew,

and it's that he ravished you.

"f- uuckk... s- sir, pleasef— slow do... haah!"

your words die out completely when you let out an audible gasp, your hands flies to his head to push him in deeper; you could both feel and hear clearly that the pace he set suddenly accelerated. wait... you don't think he has a...

he removes his mouth from your cunt briefly, a clean 'pop!' sound echoes fast as he gives you another hungry stare, "say that again."

warm breath falling against your climax-ridden pussy, your face was flushed with dark hues, matching your squirming behavior as you remain flustered and frozen.

"i... huh?" you barely had a moment to think before he slipped two cold, and unnerving digits into your entrance, "ahhngh!"

"i want you to say it again. call me sir, sweetheart."

hardly being able to gather your thoughts properly, you blink through the strong vanilla scent he had helped you get for the occasion earlier.

jolts of electricity ran up your spine when he continues to grind his long fingers against your g-spot, making your back arch onto them, your mouth agape with a scarce sound out your mouth. squeezing around his digits wasn't helping your case at all either,

"go on, ask me to keep going."

you can only give an eager nod as you tried your best to even come up with the courage to speak, "mmn... sir?" god he could feel a twitch in his pants hearing your voice call out to him like that.

"can you.. ngh- please keep eating me o- out...?"

there are so many times he had wished he could just pull you aside and ease the tension in you. so many different situations, and now when he finally gets the satisfaction... is it so bad a man wants to please what's his when they've been so good for him all these years?

his loyal secretary.

his.

"nngh- ahh cor- s'good..." tears started to build up in the edges of your eyes, same beautiful eyes you'd use to ensure the cleaners stayed as diligent and disciplined while he wasn't there... now they're awestruck at the mess you made on his mouth.

your high almost immediately comes back, heat pooling just as much as it did earlier... was it his delirious pacing with his tongue? or maybe...

it was the way one hand would stay on your thigh to keep you stable, while the other would press a hand on your lower stomach. harshly might i add.

you could feel your jaw almost drop, a small drop of drool starting to dribble out your mouth while your legs jerk involuntarily, you don't know where to place your hands until—

a snap of electricity shocks your whole body, you barely even let out a cry of pleasure from how good it felt, hearing corvus swallow up your gushing juices only made it feel even better.

it was only the overstimulation that he continued to cause using his tongue while you were still trying your best to recovery from the heaven-sent orgasm he had just launched into you without even using his cock.