protector from afar

It’s a yaksha’s duty to serve Rex Lapis, Morax, as per the contract you have signed. Protecting Liyue was your mission, to banish evil from the face of Teyvat should they encroach on the country Rex Lapis so lovingly created.

Yet serve, you so thought, was up to interpretation. Rex Lapis insisted it wasn’t necessary, but your lord deserved to relieve himself. Even a god deserved passion, you believed.

And if Rex Lapis craved physical touch behind his carefully constructed façade of disinterest, and desired what you could offer…it would be foolish to deny him such small wishes. You were not human, after all, you could handle him more so than any dutiful citizen who offered themselves to their archon.

“Are you not tired?”

“Not at all.” You stood proudly, trying not to let the sensation of his hand sliding across your back and landing on your hip startle you. “I never tire of protecting what is yours, Rex Lapis.”

“Please.” His voice was soft and tender in the early night. “I come to you not as your god. So…when you offer yourself to me…call me…Zhongli.”

You nodded slowly. “I understand, Zhongli. ”

He smiled then, a rare sight indeed, that you soaked in as long as it lasted. “I look forward to hearing you call me by that name.” He turned to you, pulling you gently by the hip so you would face him. “Your voice would put such a pleasant ring to it.”

You flushed and nearly called out his name, but his other hand tipped your chin upwards and sealed your lips with a kiss. On instinct, you pressed against him, your hands reaching up towards shoulder blades, your height not allowing you to reach any further. 

Your post was rather isolated from human settlements. It was a quiet gateway for creatures of all kinds to slither in secretly to stir trouble in Liyue. With Zhongli here, you had no worries of anyone or anything sneaking by, even lost in the throes of pleasure. But no surrounding activity besides monsters meant…no one but Zhongli would hear you cry.

Only when your lips finally part do you call to your archon. “Zhongli…”

“Beautiful…” Zhongli hummed, helping you shrug off your layers in the cool evening. His warm hands, throbbing with Geo energy, were gentle against your bare skin, traveling down your arms, your chest, your hips which his hands nearly encircled the entirety of your body.

As a yaksha, you have chosen your human form at will. Though you struggled with your identity for hundreds of years, you’ve finally started to become comfortable with what you’ve imagined yourself to truly be…though, were it not for Zhongli adoring you with his touch and his tongue, maybe you wouldn’t feel as happy as you do now.

“Zhongli…” You whined softly as he propped you up on a simple wooden table, a place you often sat to watch over the beautiful view of the marsh and faint glow from the newly formed harbor. Now you sit upon it, bare as ever, parting your legs for your archon to worship a yaksha.

“What do these scars symbolize again?” Zhongli asked, tracing his fingers against your nipples before settling along the lines under them.

“Mm.” You nod softly. “Humans often have scars from meaningful moments in their lives, some good, some bad. Mine are akin to a tattoo, however. It’s a reminder of who I once was, and a marker for her death.”

Zhongli hummed, enjoying your tale as he pressed his lips to the marks. It was a moment of paying his respects, for the death of a former self meant he could enjoy you in the present. “I truly adore the version of you that presents themselves before me. You have etched your memories on your body instead of stone; a bittersweet tale.”

“Zhongli…” His fondness was endearing.

“Dear yaksha, you are so intriguing, so beautiful…” Zhongli spoke softly against your skin, trailing light kisses down the expanse of your stomach, pausing at your hip just to kneel before you, a position few gods ever put themselves in.

But as he did so, his face was now even with your most intimate self, displayed for him to do with as he pleased. Though it certainly wasn’t the first time you’d let Rex Lapis between your legs, it was never an easy concept to accept.

“Then…you do not keep this because you can’t let go of the past…” Zhongli asked as he pressed a finger to your slick hole, slipping past the thin cock draped lazily over your plush folds.

You whined softly, but obliged his curiosity. “As a yaksha…I can still partake in the miracle of childbirth. It…has no ties to my former self…but perhaps, one day, it will bring me more than just pleasure.”

“I see.” Zhongli sighed softly, merely caressing your pink lips in admiration. “I was worried you simply wanted to remain as a vessel of pleasuring me. I am…delighted to hear that is not the case.”

You shook your head. “But perhaps…it will be for you anyway.”

It was Zhongli’s turn to flush madly. “Oh…”

“I-if you so wish, daren.”

Zhongli kissed his way back up your body, settling at the softness in your stomach. He placed a gentle hand over it, lost in thought for a small while. “Perhaps…when the demons are vanquished, and Teyvat is in harmony…I wouldn’t mind feeling you swell here, knowing a life is growing inside. That sounds…like a beautiful idea.”

“Z-zhongli…no…Rex Lapis…my lord…it would be the greatest honor…”

“Mmm, quiet now.” Zhongli’s voice was soothing, yet it held a gentle common that left you speechless, shaking in wait for his touch. “For now, I want to be a little selfish and not share you with anyone…not even a child of our making.”

Perhaps his possessive nature only spurred you on further. Your cock twitched at his words. Dripping at the tip ever so slightly, leaking between your legs like an invitation. Zhongli slid back down to his knees and let his long tongue feast upon your offering.

“Divine…you are.” Zhongli whispered as he swallowed your cock with ease, your girth not thick enough to stretch his lips at all. His hot breath and tongue encompassed you entirely as you threw your head back in delight. 

“Z-zhongli!” You cried as you felt his long fingers fondle your hole. 

“Good, I love it when you sing like this.” He murmured against you, swirling your erection with his tongue while he spread you open with his thick fingers. If you were dripping before you were a waterfall now. Each stroke of his fingers in tandem with his lips tightening around your cock had you moaning to the mountains around you.

“T-too good…” You whined, rolling your hips against him, but you nearly cried when he pulled his fingers from your now drenched hole. “W-wait…m-more…”

“Don’t worry, little bird.” Zhongli chuckled, slipping a thumb back inside the plush velvet of your insides. “I would not torture you like this. Not yet.” 

Now slick with your arousal, Zhongli prodded further down, nudging between your soft cheeks to press against the tightness of your backside. Using your own come as lube, he pressed both of his fingers inside your ass, stretching you wide and making you scream.

“Z-zhongli! O-oh!” You fell back against the table, your elbows breaking the fall as your writhing legs spread wide and rested on your archon’s shoulders. As he rubbed his fingers together, stroking both of your holes with delicate precision, he allowed you a glimpse into the future.

Never once had you taken both of Zhongli’s erections at once…but perhaps now…oh, you could take it. How your body would burn delighted you…though your mind nearly went blank as he lapped at your swelling cock, yet no more than the girth of two of Zhongli’s fingers.

“B-both…” You babbled…

“I’ve always wanted to try…” Zhongli murmured softly. “Will you allow me?”

You nodded fervently. “Give me the will of the Geo archon, please.”

Zhongli chuckled at your obedience, but he adored you nonetheless. So he would partake in any desire you wished, no matter your acceptance of his attraction and… desire.

“Slowly…one at a time.” Zhongli promised as he withdrew his fingers from you completely. He tried to apologize with kisses, suckling at the constant fluids dripping from your hole, peppering softly around your now pulsing back side, squeezing pitifully around nothing. Though, Zhongli would give it something to squeeze real soon.

He stood up then, discarding his robes in front of your bare, quivering body. You were floored by him every time as he revealed himself to you, one of many Zhongli showed himself to you.

As he slipped free from all of his clothing, you were entranced by the thick protrusions at his groin. You could feel pure Geo throbbing from them, aching for a release…and Zhongli had chosen you as his vessel.

Oh, to be filled with your archon’s lust…you would dutifully become a vessel for anything he wanted to pour into you.

“Zhongli…I desire you.”

“Little yaksha…” Zhongli almost purred, thrilled at your acceptance of him. He stood close, showing off just how much he could fill you. One of his cocks rested atop your stomach…were you human, you truly would not survive. But alas, nothing but ecstasy awaited you. “I desire you as well. No one could ever bring about such a sinful pleasure such as you do.”

He promised you one at a time, starting with your tight hole between your cheeks. Zhongli nudged himself against you, amazed at how it seemed to give just for him. You cried out, reaching to grab a hold of his arms as his thick cock penetrated your backside with ease. It burned, but the pleasure overpowered any sense of pain you could have felt. 

“If Celestia could deem this wrong…” Zhongli groaned softly, enraptured by your tight muscle spreading for his girth. “Then they shall cast me down as an evil god.”

He filled you to the brim, yet he wasn’t nearly done. Zhongli treasured you wholeheartedly, sliding his arms so he could press your palms together. 

“How is it, my love?”

“I feel so full. ” You moaned, threading your fingers together to squeeze his hands softly. “But I selfishly want more. ”

Zhongli hummed as he slid backwards slowly, just enough until he could angle his other cock against your slick entrance, coating his lip with your come. “I want you to be selfish. Accept me wholly, as I am…take whatever I can give, without expecting anything in return.”

“I would give my life for you.” You declared it easily. Your loyalty was always so certain and steadfast. “I would give my everything for you…”

Zhongli sighed. “You make such selfless confessions while I am mere inches from sheathing my arousal deep inside you.”

You flushed, wrapping your ankles around his waist. “Sheath yourself inside me, for I am a vessel for my loyalty, my unyielding devotion, my everlasting desire to give pleasure to my archon. If it in turn pleases me all the same…I hope you would allow it.”

“Have I never made it clear that I allow it and more?”

You gasped as he pressed forth a little, spreading your lips for his cock. “Perhaps…it is difficult to accept.”

“Accept it…accept that your archon wishes to pleasure you too.”

Oh…how could you?

But Zhongli did not give you ample time to answer. Instead, he slowly thrusted forwards, stretching both of your holes at once, filling every sinful crevice with his throbbing cocks, sheathing them inside you as you wished.

Something akin to Celestia greeted you, with your back arching as you moaned into the stars.

“Dear gods, you are squeezing so tightly around me.” Zhongli grunted as he lay flush with your hips, his balls almost pressing into the soft flesh of your ass cheeks at how tightly you were entangled. “Oh little bird, how am I to last when your insides feel like this?”

“Y-you’re so deep!” You could only moan and gasp for air at just how much your body was distorting for him to penetrate you. “M-my womb, my stomach…there is room for nothing besides you!”

“Good.” Zhongli hummed as he slid his hips back only to snap forward with fervor. “I would not allow anyone else to breach you as I do.”

His possessiveness only made you scream in delight. Your own cock could only bounce against you with each thrust, leaking madly as your insides were stretched beyond human limits. “ Daren… my lord… Zhongli!”

Zhongli moaned softly, pausing his movements while he was penetrating you fully. His hands caressed your waist and distended belly, feeling himself throb inside you. “So…utterly beautiful.” He spoke as soft as a warm sip of tea. 

“Z-zhongli…”

“Don’t worry love, I will not withhold you from pleasure you so deserve.” One of his hands slipped down your torso, his fingers cradling your little cock and stroking the wet mess. “Come for me, darling.”

Though his hips had stopped moving, the sheer weight of his cocks penetrating you was pleasurable enough. But then as he stroked your sensitive shaft, it was as if your entire body was on fire. “A-ah!”

“Please, little yaksha, grip me even tighter.” Zhongli grunted as he squeezed your cock even tighter, the friction of Geo driving you nearly mad. “I want to feel your orgasm all around me…to see your face ascend to Celestia…let me be greedy and soak it in.”

Tears streamed down your face as pleasure amplified all around you. Zhongli was everywhere, his freehand touching your skin, squeezing and teasing your nipples, sliding into your parted lips and pressing down on your tongue, all the while keeping both of his cocks snugly inside of your holes.

You cried, moaned, called out his name in desperation. He answered them all with praise and fervent touches. You fell limp as you felt a deep fire burning within you, stoked by Zhongli’s careful ministrations. 

And then everything reached a peak and you felt yourself explode into dozens of stars.

Hot streams of cum poured from your sensitive head, coating your stomach and Zhongli’s hand. Your walls tightened even more, clamping around the thick protrusions filling your womb and belly that no human should be able to take.

What was more pleasurable, however, was blinking your eyes open to see your archon lost in pleasure of his own, moaning at how your climax brought him closer to joining you.

“Tighter, tighter…” Zhongli begged as he rubbed your belly. “Your pleasure…feels so good. ”

You cried softly, trying to tighten your muscles around him, though the sensations were starting to overstimulate your body. “F-fill me…”

Zhongli moaned at your words, perhaps his deep-seeded desire to pleasure you taking over his emotions. He squeezed your little waist tightly, pushing himself into you as much as he could as his own orgasm took a hold of him.

Rex Lapis, your archon, Zhongli , your lover…

You watched him lose control of himself, Geo energy brimming all around him as he came. It was thick and burning your insides, but you didn’t want him to stop. “H-hot…so much…”

Your belly distended even more, for Zhongli’s seed was rather copious and intense. Surely you’d be swollen for a while, even with your accelerated healing. But seeing the look of Zhongli’s face was more than worth it.

“My lord…”

“Dear yaksha…” Zhongli groaned softly, the lustful haze dissipating from his golden eyes. Slowly, he shifted back to ease his softening cocks from you. The loss was bittersweet, leaving a trail of seed in their wake. Zhongli held still, though, just the heads barely sheathed inside you. You also felt that he didn’t want to leave your body just yet. “You look so stunning like this…”

More tears slipped down your cheeks as you rubbed your swollen stomach and pitiful cock still weeping tiny white droplets. “To receive your desire like this…is an honor.”

“Thus I wish I could indulge in your loyalty with each passing moment.”

“My lord!”

Zhongli chuckled. “You are precious to me, little bird. I want to keep you forever.”

“I am yours, forever. Always have been…always will be.”

Zhongli slipped completely free of you then, a moist pop of your insides clenching around nothing. You whined softly, wincing at the loss of him. One of your hands slipped between your  legs, trembling as they slipped inside of you to feel your gaping and leaking walls.

Your love-making was not a dream.

Leaning over you and the table, Zhongli gently cradled the back of your head with one hand, pressing his torso lightly across your skin. “May I take you to my abode for a short while?”

Your cheeks turned bright red. “F-for more?”

“Well…” Zhongli chuckled. “If you so wish. But I had an idea in mind…” He said before tasting your lips softly. “I want to take pleasure in cleaning your body thoroughly…”

“O-oh…” You felt emboldened to lean up and kiss him in return for the sweet gesture. “Anything my lord desires.”

In a swirl of time and space, you were suddenly thrust into a void existing outside of Teyvat, far from any lurking gazes. The warm, candle-lit space around you was not new to you…it was Rex Lapis’s personal abode.

But instead of the luxurious bed that you have spent many a night in, Zhongli carried your weakened body to a newly created room, a luscious natural stone bath filled with bright osmanthus petals and ginkgo leaves. 

“Zhongli…”

He sat you on the ledge, under a gentle waterfall that streamed warm water down your back. You moaned softly at how rejuvenating it felt, as if strength was surging back to you.

“Open your legs a little.” Zhongli asked so quietly, sitting in the bath on his knees before you. Any other time, your positions would be flipped…but to have your archon on his knees before you…

“My lord…Zhongli…this…”

“Pay it no mind.” Zhongli replied calmly as he moved between your outstretched legs to lap at the mess still dotting your skin. “Let me worship you for once. Close your eyes…and simply feel me.”

To have your lord submit to you was such a foreign concept…but you felt immensely treasured by Zhongli himself. You gripped the edge of the ledge as his comforting tongue took to your inner thighs, kissing and sucking streaks of your own cum that coated you. 

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you let your head fall back, neck exposed. “Zhongli…”

“Good bird.” Zhongli praised you, eliciting a tiny whine from your lips. Taking advantage of your submission, Zhongli sat up just enough to hold the back of your neck and suck delectable claiming marks on your skin.

You moaned lightly, wondering if Zhongli would be upset if you were to come and make a mess again. But you stopped wondering as Zhongli’s hand slipped down between your cheeks to finger your backside.

Except, however, each stroke of Zhongli’s fingers in your outstretched hole merely pulled his own seed from inside you, intent on cleaning you thoroughly. He dipped his hand into the bath water every so often, pressing back into you with a gentle warmth.

“ Daren!” You moaned as he stroked you with such loving care until he felt you were clean enough. But that only meant he would trail his fingers upwards into your slick cavern still riddled with the effects of his pleasure.

“I think I will take my time here.” Zhongli slid two fingers deep inside you with his mouth still on your neck. “Perhaps…I feel a bit possessive over you.” He admitted as he pressed against your womb, still full of his thick cum. “You’re so sticky…” He scissored you gently, groaning as you clenched around his fingers. “And oh so mine… ”

You moaned, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Y-yours!” You echoed as he stroked you deep, his thumb teasing the head of your cock. “Claim me as many times as you wish…coat me in your seed. Fill me with your desire…I will always be yours! I will wait for you for eons and eons to come. As long as I live…I am indebted to your gracious kindness in giving me purpose to my life. I was born to serve you…to love you.”

You could feel him falter, his fingers rubbing you more intensely. His breath stuttered against your neck, and you felt the tips of his fangs against your skin. 

“Zhongli!”

“My little yaksha…” Zhongli moaned. “Forever, I will be yours, for you… are mine… ”

The pain of his fangs sinking into your neck blurred into pleasure. Rex Lapis was claiming you as his, a mark branded onto you until the day you perished. You cried out, clinging to him as another orgasm tore through your body like a storm. You writhed in the dragon lord’s touch, shaking with his fingers inside you, his teeth lodged into your skin, his love surrounding you completely.

You were smothered in everything that was Zhongli, Rex Lapis, and you wished to be buried in him.

As you gasped for much needed air, Zhongli retracted his teeth and slipped his even messier fingers from your insides. Your cock twitched as it dribbled cum, ruining Zhongli’s intent on cleaning you from his mess.

Zhongli pulled away from you just enough to let you watch him suck on his dripping fingers, swallowing your cum as if it was a delicacy. As if he couldn’t get enough, he leaned down between your legs to swallow and suck on the remaining mess, only spurred on by your whiny moans. Your thighs shook, for you were oh so sensitive…he was bringing you to the edge of pain and holding you there, never letting you spill over the threshold.

“Z-zhongli!” You felt like you were losing control of your body, hips stuttering into his waiting mouth to seek more of that blurred line between bliss and torment. “C-can’t…s-stop…”

“Don’t.” Zhongli whispered between your cum-filled lips, tonguing even more inside you.

How Zhongli made you come again was mind-melting. Your walls squeezed and dripped even more profusely, more fuel to Zhongli’s fire. You were the most treasured delicacy in all seven nations and he was too impatient to let it out of his sight.

He swallowed your cock, swirling his forked tongue around your thin girth. You cried out, arching into him in desperation. Waves of burning ache crashed over you, over and over again until you fell backwards and felt all power leave your body at once.

However, Zhongli’s instincts were instantaneous, holding your body before it hit the hard stone surface. Instead, he gingerly brought you into the warm bath to soothe your body and your soul.

Time was not as linear to adepti, even less so in an abode void of it. But as you slowly came to, you felt as if you had been asleep for a long while, the last thing in your mind being the excruciating pleasure of Zhongli’s love for you.

“Are you alright?” Zhongli asked, light steam rising up into the air. You tried to reach out to touch him, but he crossed the distance first and laid beside you in the ever warm bath. 

“More than alright.” You whispered weakly. “Is this Celestia?”

“No…this is more magical than that wretched place.” Zhongli joked softly. “For I only feel blessed when you are in my presence.”

You whined softly, but he swallowed that noise with a gentle kiss, his tongue lightly prodding your lips until they parted.

Zhongli’s kiss was soothing, his tongue sweeping away the aches of your bones, the burning of your neck where he claimed you, the swelling in your stomach where he ravished you.

But you would not regret it… physically could not.

Why would you regret anything when it came to your lord, to Rex Lapis, to Zhongli?

You half-expected to wake up scrawled out against the counter at the tavern, one too many drinks ridding you of any sanity or self-control. It wasn’t a terribly drunken night…but you definitely were not going to make it home on your own.

But as you turned into warm, clean pillows, someone must have helped you.

It took you a little bit longer to adjust to the sunlight cascading into stranger’s bed, but once your eyelids were strong enough to flutter open, you realized it was not a stranger’s bed after all.

Your heart started to pound and your body felt so warm…despite noticing you were only wearing undergarments.

Oh.

Your mind started to spiral; not only had Diluc carried you all the way from his tavern to the winery, but he also took care in stripping you down into something more comfortable before tucking you into his own bed.

As you whimpered softly, Diluc stirred next to you. As he turned over to face you, his scarred and toned bare upper body greeted you too. His eyes slowly opened and a fond expression graced his lips. “Good morning.”

You felt a bit ashamed, but he moved closer to you until his bare legs touched yours under the covers. “M-master Diluc, I’m so sorry, I—”

He put a finger to your lips to hush you. “It’s nothing. And…I’m not Master Diluc right now.”

Your lips quivered against his finger, and he seemed to take notice. He ghosted his fingertip across them, seemingly amused by your reactions. 

“You’re shaking…you certainly were not this shy last night.”

Immediately, your face flushed to an unspeakable shade of red. “L-last night?”

“Mhm. You don’t remember the many times our lips met after closing?”

No, you must certainly did not!

Diluc sighed. “Not to worry. I don’t mind reminding you.”

Before your hazy and slightly hungover mind could fully interpret the meaning behind his words, he was already leaning in to kiss you. His lips were warm and soft against your shaped ones, cradling your cheek with care as he took time to savor you. 

He eased your lips apart gracefully, swallowing your moan into your mouth. You unraveled in his touch…slowly, his kisses started to jumpstart your memory.

As he pulled away for a breath, your whimpers were no longer muffled. “Ah, yes, that’s the sound you made.”

You squeaked, but he seemed amused at your reactions.

“D-diluc…” You moaned softly, lips parted as you looked up at him in defeat. You felt so weak, so warm, so…

“Mm.” Diluc leaned back down over you, cradling your cheek softly. “Just…relax.” His words were soft, and his kisses even more so. As your lips met, more patient than ever, his hand slid down your jaw and to your chest.

You were honest in his grasp, opening up to his touch. His lips pursed and parted ever so softly against yours while he touched you. His fingers grazed your cloth-covered chest, his middle finger slowly  rubbing your nipple. Your breath stuttered, shivers running down your spine. Your back arched into him, not withholding your soft whimpers. 

“Good…” Diluc praised you, sliding his hand down the middle of your torso. “Spread your legs some more.” He murmured against your ear, kissing along the lobe down to your jaw. 

Without hesitation, you obeyed his request. Your eyelids remained shut as he peppered your face in more kisses and his hand palmed you over your undergarments.

His touch was comforting and electric. You lightly rutted against his hand, loving the way he felt. His hand was so large, encompassing you fully. 

“D-diluc…”

He simply hummed at your desperate whining, sucking on the side of your neck as his fingers pushed their way under your undergarments so his fingers met your bare skin. But as he finally touched your sensitive parts, you could not hold back your moans.

Diluc didn’t seem to mind, just humming softly against your skin as he teased you. It was a little embarrassing how wet you were, especially when you could hear him fondling you beneath the sheets.

As Diluc’s fingers became soaked in your desire, he sauntered further between your legs. Slowly, he rubbed your entrance with two fingers.

“D-diluc!” You almost screamed. “P-please…!”

“As you wish.” Diluc whispered softly, voice deep and husky as he obliged in your needs. Careful not to hurt you, he slowly slipped his lubed fingers inside you. Your back arched even more, your walls shaking as they tightened and squeezed around him. He purred against you, kissing and sucking his love into marks on your bare skin.

His fingers were gentle yet purposeful. He knew which spots made you squirm in delight, rubbing his fingertips against them before sliding back out. The loss was forgotten as he fondled your sensitive head, making you leak even more. 

Diluc built a delicious rhythm, slipping inside your hole to stretch you open, sliding out to pleasure the rest of your intimacy. Your legs were spread so far, thighs burning as you dug your heels into the mattress.

The walls soaked in your moans, keeping them from escaping as Diluc brought you so much delight with just his lips and his hand. You clung to his muscled arm, shaking as you felt pressure build low in your abdomen. 

“C-cum…g-gonna cum! D-diluc!”

“Good… so good baby…go ahead and cum.”

His raspy voice opened the floodgates. With two fingers pumping inside of your slick hole, you came all around him. You cried in pure ecstasy, squeezing his thick fingers like you didn’t want to let go. Waves of pleasure rolled across your skin, setting you on fire in the best way possible. 

He nuzzled your cheek all the while, still gently fingering you through your orgasm. His praises did not go unheard, only spurring you further along. You crashed, back flopping onto the mattress and you heaved. Legs still splayed open, you basked in his soft touch, his fingers keeping you full for just a little longer, your skin burning where his tongue had graced it.

“D-diluc…” You turned your head to look at him, lips a little swollen and parted. 

Meeting your gaze, he regarded you for a moment before finally slipping your fingers out of your hole. You whined softly at the loss, but your eyes widened as he brought his slick fingers to his own lips. While maintaining eye contact, he slides them past his lips, tongue darting to lap up your lust coating his fingers. 

“Mmm.” Diluc hummed a bit smugly, sucking and licking his fingers clean before offering you an innocent smile. “Feel free to rest more, if you need it. Adelaide is preparing you breakfast as we speak, so head downstairs whenever you’re ready.”

Your skin flushed at his graciousness. “D-diluc, I—”

“Rest…your body needs to recover from all of that…drinking.” Diluc, however, wasn’t perturbed by your antics the night previous. He seemed rather amused as memories danced across his mind. “But if you want to continue later…don’t leave the winery just yet. I’ll be back in the evening if you want some company.”

Part of you wanted to bury your face into a pillow and cry, but the part that one you over watched a half-naked Diluc slide out of bed and stride towards his clothes set out for the way. Mouth agape and chest thumping, you watched him adorn every article of clothing on himself, unsure if he was putting on a slow show for you.

But he did not fully disappear without returning to your bedside to plant a chase kiss to your forehead. 

Were it not for the pounding in your head, you might have slept in a little bit longer than you should. But it was only until your vision cleared after some time that you were suddenly acutely aware of your surroundings.

No, this was not your comfortably quiet teapot, nor any accommodations in Sumeru that felt familiar. There was a calm scent of incense in the air, and light background chatter, none having voices you recognized…save one.

“Oh look, the lost birdie finally woke up.”

You recognized that voice, but it didn’t soothe you, at least not yet. It only now dawned on you that you were in the midst of Eremite quarters, filled with enemies all around you. You quickly threw your hand out, trying to summon your weapon, but nothing appeared. “Hold on there, little traveler, don’t be so hasty.” The supposed leader of the group, strongest out of the mercenaries in the room, drew your attention. “Looks like someone doesn’t understand what kind of situation they’re in. Do you not remember?”

Your head ached still, despite being awake, but your memories flashed across your mind in fragmented pieces. You had been exploring…it was late in the night, Paimon was fast asleep…and then…

His voice.

“If anything, you should be thanking us for saving you. But you should know we rarely do anything because of the…graciousness in our hearts.”

You saw your weapon then, tucked at the taller man’s side. He grabbed the hilt of it, waving it around before throwing it back to you from his comfy plush bed against a back wall of the room. “You’re more than welcome to fight your way out, if you wish. Though…given your state, I wouldn’t advise it.”

He made a show of himself as he hopped to his feet and made his way to the center of the room, his gait overflowing with pride. He stopped, extending his bare arms out as a prowess of his abilities. Any other day you could take him with ease…but…

“Our saving grace comes at a price. Though it seems you have naught a single ounce of mora on your person…there are…other ways…you could offer in payment.”

He swung his arm down to his side in a languid motion, fingers dancing over the fabric of his pants. You couldn’t help but feel your gaze ooze down his half-naked body, soaking in the sight of his large pectorals, pronounced abdominal muscles…and…oh.

You followed the movement of his hand, noticing the way his fingers parted to outline the girth of his cock, hiding behind just one layer of light fabric.

Oh…oh…oh…

“What do you say, traveler? I would say I offer quite the enticing deal.”

Fuck. You cursed in your head as he realized how he’s hypnotized you. Your legs began to quiver, your skin rising in temperature at the man’s implications. He cocked his head back, a teasing grin on his face, his blonde braid accentuating his sharp jawline. Though his eyes were still covered by faded red satin, you knew whatever was hidden beyond there would only cause your resolve to waver even further. 

What made everything worse…you could tell you were not poisoned. You had spent enough training with Tighnari that you were very aware of your mental state and how to combat unwanted toxins. This was your own will…that made your sword clatter to the ground with a heavy thud and the much bigger man before you to clap his hands together.

“Excellent choice.”

He didn’t even have to wave his finger to beckon you over. Something dark inside you compelled you to step forward. Your mouth felt parched the closer you got, the size difference much apparent now. You swallowed thickly, trembling in his presence. Under different circumstances, you could have him at his knees faster than he’d known was coming.

Now it was your turn to sink to your knees, surrendering your pride in exchange for your freedom. Though, as he reached down to caress the back of your head, perhaps this exchange was angled in your favor after all.

“You’re quite more obedient than I pegged you for, lost one.” His deep voice echoed in your head as he pushed your face against his hip. “You seem rather eager for this…are you touch-starved, hmm?”

You whined softly as you made contact with him, breathing in his alluring and musky scent. He gently guided your head across his groin until your nose brushed against the apparent bulge of his pants. You exhaled deeply, parting your lips to mouth around his clothed girth.

“Pretty…” The mercenary murmured above you, playing with your hair absentmindedly while he watched you. “You want my cock that bad, hmm?”

Your insides churned at the thought of having this inside you. “I…want to taste it.” Your voice sounded so small, but you felt a burning sensation across your skin that could only be satiated…with pleasure.

“Taste what?” His lips curled coyly, nudging his outlined erection against your face, one hand still on the back of your head to keep you from backing away. “What do you want to taste?”

Why was it so hard to talk, to form words? “Y-you..your…cock…”

“Mmm, better.” The blonde man licked his lips, using his free hand to tug at the hem of his pants just low enough, teasing you slowly until his cock sprang free of its confines. The tip of it glistened with precum…

I bet it could soothe my parched lips.

The lewd thoughts betrayed your self-control, but you could only berate yourself with your lips against his warm flesh. You dragged your mouth along one side until you reached the end of his cock. Your eyes flas upwards, watching his confident face as you manage to open your lips wide enough to take the dripping tip against your tongue. 

You couldn’t help but moan as his salty precum coated your tongue, almost making your eyes roll back into your head. But you managed to keep shaky eye-contact with the tall Eremite as you slowly started to take his cock to the back of your throat.

It was no easy feat; his girth stretched your lips to your limits, tested your reflexes to be as calm as they could be. Though, it was pleasing to see his mouth fall agape every little inch you took inside of your mouth.

“Damn, little bird, that tiny mouth sure can fit a lot.” He grunted softly as he obviously felt the back of your throat against his cock. “Hmm…I don’t think I want to share you tonight.”

As defeated groans filled the room, it became apparent to you that the pair of you were not alone. There was a whole room full of mercenaries watching you swallow cock like your life depended on it…they could see your desperation.

You pulled your head back, lips wrapped just around his tip as your eyes started to water. But gods, you wanted more. Before he could nudge your head forward with his palm, you swallowed his cock again yourself. Your eyelids fluttered closed as the tip knocked against your throat again, stuffing you absolutely full. But it wasn’t enough to completely encase his entire length, so you bridged the gap with your hand.

“So eager…” He hummed in delight as you bobbed on his cock, tongue lolled out to feel the thick vein on the underside of his cock. “Look at the little bird, trying to swallow me whole.”

Just as you were about to slide back, both of his hands now found the back of your hand to keep you still. You gagged a little in surprise as he shallowly rocked into your mouth, rutting the tip against the back of your throat.

“Suck, baby, hollow those tiny little cheeks.”

Though your eyes watered and your lungs burned, his allure had you obeying with ease. You sucked as hard as you could, tightening the slick cavern of your mouth as he fucked your mouth like a toy.

It seemed to be enough as he grunted in delight above you. His hips came to a stuttering halt, pulling back just enough to feel your heavy breath against his cock as he came. Your legs quivered as you felt his hot seed slide down your throat, sticky and hot all the way down. His scent was so strong, it was almost all you could focus on…woody, spiced, salty musk. 

It was shameful that you felt wetness between your legs…almost cumming completely untouched by gagging on thick cock. Eventually the Eremite slipped free of your mouth, letting you heave much needed air and swallow thickly around his cum until there was a mere shadow of him in your mouth.

“Was that the taste you wanted?” He was on one knee, now eye-length with you as he tipped your chin upwards with a finger. 

You couldn’t form words, mind too hazy with the memory of his cock overtaking your brain. He didn’t seem to mind, leaning forwards to capture your lips in a sticky kiss. You moaned into it, lips parting easily as you let his tongue taste his handiwork. You felt dizzy from how good it felt, especially when he sucked on your tongue like it was candy. 

“Don’t think we’re done yet, little lost bird. You’re…far too clothed to be done.”

A shiver spread across your body, standing up on shaky legs as he ordered you to. Now you got a good glimpse of your audience, half of the men in the room with pants around their ankles and cocks in hand. 

Oh gods… 

Your face flushed, but you started to lose focus as warm, strong hands slid along your bare sides to the hem of your top. 

“Let us see what you’re hiding here, hmm?” 

You gasp as he pulls the fabric over your chest, bunching it at your collarbone to reveal your bare skin. Your nipples were hard as ever, especially as cool air brushed against them. But your exposed nubs were hardly as embarrassing as how swift your own pants came free, undergarments and all, showing a room of very horny men your body, naked from the waist down. You squeaked, especially at how evidently wet you were, dripping precum on the floor beneath you.

A collective gasp echoed across the room, especially when the tall, blonde’s hand slid between your legs and teased your leaking mess. 

“Our guest got quite aroused by shoving a cock in their throat.” His sly voice did not help as quieting your desire. “What kind of mess will they make when they have a cock in their tight hole?”

You moaned as his hands slid down to your hips. You couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, being exposed to so many people, your arousal on display for all to see. But…but…

You wanted that cock inside you more than anything else.

As his hands slid along the back of your thighs, you bent over slightly, as much as gravity would allow. You pressed your backside closer to him, shaking as he squeezed your ass cheeks. 

“Mmm, baby, I can’t wait to see your tiny little hole gaped around my thick cock.”

Just his words could be enough to get you off…if you so much as laid still and listened to him sweet talk you, surely you’d come without even touching yourself. You cried softly, shoving two shaky fingers against your bottom lip as you prepared for the onslaught.

Two thumbs spread your ass apart, giving the tall mercenary ample space to dive his tongue in. The first contact had you whining, summoning the strength to not fall over as he tasted you. He wasted no time in tonguing your hole open, lapping at the muscle until he could slide a hot tongue inside. You could feel yourself dripping profusely, no doubt starting a puddle between your legs as he licked you wide open.

“Little bird, you taste divine.” He murmured against your skin before sliding a thick finger in your hole. It was so good but you wanted more. Each stroke of his finger relaxed the tense muscles inside. His impatience matched yours, another finger soon joining to scissor you open. You yelped at the burn of the stretch, but your hips started to meet his fingers in a desperate rhythm. 

“M-more…” You quietly beg, anxiously sucking on your finger as he teased you open. 

“More?” The man only chuckled. “Are my fingers not enough?”

Tears welled up in your eyes. “N-no…I want…more…”

You didn’t notice the other men in the room started to draw closer, touching themselves to the sight of you being pleasured. All you could focus on was now three girthy fingers pushing inside your ass, and a hot mouth sucking dark marks in the soft flesh of your cheeks.

“Your insides are caving in for me so nicely.” You can feel his words against your skin. “Fuck, I want to ruin you so badly.”

“P-please…” You begged, reaching back to spread your cheeks apart on your own. “Your cock…p-please…”

You heard a whistle, but you’re not sure whose voice it belonged to. There was rustling behind you, no doubt the much taller man rising to his feet. You heard a heavy sigh behind you before the weight of a thick cock rested in between the curve of your cheeks.

“Well…when the little lost bird asks so nicely, it would be a shame if I didn’t oblige, right?” There was a resounding noise of approval all around you. Everyone watching wanted to see just how wide your ass could stretch with their leader’s cock. 

He teased you further, gripping his cock and slapping it against you. You whined, pushing your ass back as far as you could on trembling legs, still spreading your bitten cheeks apart. “I-inside….I want it so bad…”

“Mmm, so desperate.” His voice was deep and haughty, still sending shivers down your spine. Eventually he finally nudged against you with the slick tip of his cock, and it suddenly occurred to you just how big he was. Taking it in your mouth was one thing…it didn’t even fit all the way. But at this angle…he could…

The tip of it catched on your tight muscle; before you could even moan, he roughly grabbed your hands and pulled your arms back so you wouldn’t lose your footing…and then he thrust deep inside of you.

Your scream filled the room, your back arching with his strength as he penetrated you like nothing has ever done before. You nearly came at the brutal sensation, dripping madly onto the cold floor at how he sheathed himself fully in your tight ass.

“Mmm, what a lovely tune you sing.” He murmured against your ear, sitting still for now. Whether he was showing mercy in letting you adjust to his girth or just merely enjoying how your insides squeezed him madly, you did not care to know. 

But soon he was pulling out, dragging your insides with it before pushing back inside to what felt like your stomach. You cried out, pleasure and pain mixing into a sensual coagulation. You began to care less about your audience, tongue lolled in a drooling mess and eyes nearly rolling back into your head.

“You’re gonna break the little bird.”

“Mhm, I sure hope so.”

He thrusted inside you roughly, bottoming out almost every time. He was filling you completely, pressing against your belly with his cock. 

“G-good…feels so…good…”

“Who knew you were such a cock-hungry little traveler…” The tall blonde man pressed against you, rubbing his heavy balls against you. “Is this how you take out our brethren? Fuck them with this delicious little ass of yours until they climax to exhaustion?”

“N-no…” You whined in retort. “I don’t…”

The Eremite chuckled in response. “Oh, so I’m the first to capture your little hole and claim it?”

“Mm…mm…so big…”

He chuckled even more, amused at the state of your mind before he started fucking you again. 

At that point, you didn’t care what was happening to you. A thick cock was destroying your insides, and there were many more now hovering dangerously close to your body, a chorus of moans and grunts joining your delighted screams.

Little by little, you felt droplets of hot sticky cum on your skin, painting your back, dotting your face, nearly covering you. You threw your head back, mouth agape as you moaned, wanton as you silently begged for some of it to coat your tongue.

You forgot when you came, everything was electric around you, and the Eremite gripping your hands did not care for soothing your overstimulation. At one point, you swore you could feel lips between your legs, swallowing your own cum as you were fucked within an inch of your life.

And just when you thought it couldn’t feel better, the thrusts started to stutter, becoming uneven as the man behind you started to lose himself. 

“You take cock so good…you want my cum as well?”

“Yes!” You screeched in delight, shaking as you felt your body burning in pleasure. “Cum deep inside me! Fill my hole with your sticky cum! P-please! R-ruin me…”

“That’s more like it, little bird. I’m going to fill you so full, you won’t be fulfilled with any other cock.”

For some reason, that thought was encouraging.

He slammed into your ass as roughly as he could, moaning as he spilled inside you. His cock throbbed, more so than before, pumping cum into your stomach that you felt it start to swell. The discomfort subsided for delight…oh how round your tummy was getting!

“Full…full…so full…” You chanted nonsensically, looking down at yourself at how ruined you looked. His cock was inside you for what felt like forever, and it pained you when he finally did slide out.

Without any strength, you fell to your hands and knees in a puddle of cum that didn’t make it on your body. With your ass in the air, you felt how much it gaped, how your pink hole clenched around nothing but slowly oozing cum. 

You slid down even further on your chest, your arms not being able to hold up your body any longer. 

“Look at you little bird…you don’t seem to be so lost anymore.” You felt teeth grazing your ass cheek again, no doubt leaving another claiming mark. “Stay as long as you like…we’ll be sure to treat you well.”

Your eyelids felt heavy…your worries could wait for another day. Maybe you could stay a little longer. You reached a trembling hand behind you, pressing two fingers into your desperate gape…

“Empty…so empty…”

Someone lifted you off the floor; their hands were strong and rough, but you trusted them for now. Replacing the cold floor was warm sheets, free of rank cum and so comforting. There was a warm wall behind you, chiseled to perfection to keep you from turning over.

And just as the dregs of sleep took you asunder, you felt your insides being full again, your walls clamping down in delight. The pleasure took you to sleep…

There was nothing but conflict brewing inside of you. Throughout your whole life, you’ve been trained to defeat all evil. In your case, it was the murderous vampires who plagued your nation.

Though you were a princess, it was your duty to fight and serve your people, taking the frontlines when necessary. But…everything changed nearly 5 years ago.

It was the very first time you met Ajax: code name Childe. Your notion of vampires was very simple; they were mere monsters without a conscience, without a soul. But he changed everything. He had personality, nothing like the brainless vampires you were used to beheading. He had remorse for a human victim, he tried to cloud your judgment and proclaim his species’ innocence.

Vampires weren’t supposed to do that.

They weren’t supposed to do a lot of things…converse with you, play with you, flirt with you . They were supposed to be consumed by the lustful desire to drink your blood, something that would never be satiated. Killing them was supposed to save them from the wretched pits of hell.

But Childe… Ajax… he turned your life upside down.

Though you tried to fight it, you spent most of your lonely days in thoughts ravished by him, his voice, his touch.

A soft sigh left your lips as you rolled to your back atop your neatly tucked bed. All of the furs and luxurious covers could not equate to the warmth he alighted inside of you. 

You threw your hands over your head, atop a fluffy pillow as you stretched your body out. As the night carried forth and the moon shone through the open window of your quarters, the cold breeze swept against your flushed skin, rustled the silk fabric hugging your naked body.

It was a silly thought to wear red to bed in hopes it would attract a certain vampire. It was your favorite piece of clothing, smooth against your skin, red like his piercing gaze, and very easy to slip down your hips in case he…

You moaned softly at the thought, one hand over your mouth to muffle yourself in case any passing guards could hear. The hardness of your nipples were evident in your red silk slip, nowhere to hide. Oh, how you craved to have his lips over them. 

But what you wanted more…was for him to finally take you. You’ve sunk to your knees to swallow his thick cock, you’ve had his fingers dip between your legs and tease, had his lips on your neck like he wanted to sink his fangs deep into your flesh, pressed your lips and tongue together in heated intimacy…but wouldn’t having him spread your legs and plant his demonic seed inside your womb be so much more… thrilling?

“Ajax…I want you…” You whispered to the wind. 

“ I want you too.”

At first you thought yourself to be dreaming, with your eyes sealed shut and his memory dancing across your vision. You wanted to feel his cool breath against your ear, feel his cool hands slide between your thighs and start a fire deep within you.

But ‘twas no dream. Your eyelids fluttered open in surprise to see him sitting on the stone window sill, facing you with a gentle expression on his face.

Vampires weren’t supposed to fall in love…why did he…

“Hello, my butterfly.” Ajax had one leg pulled up to rest on the sill, the other swinging lazily. “I hope I’m not interrupting.”

“Ajax!” You cried out in shame, sitting up as embarrassment took over. 

Ajax merely chuckled. “Well, I was going to announce myself…and then…” He didn’t finish his sentence; you both knew what was unspoken. “Missed me?”

You didn’t know whether to be defiant or to break down. Your desires were very real, but so was your duty. How shameful would it be if your people found out about the nature of your relationship with Ajax? How would they feel about their princess being seduced by the enemy?

“Ho, princess, I don’t think I’ve ever been graced to see you so speechless.” Ajax smiled and crossed his arms over his chest. “Am I truly dazzling your thoughts?”

“You’re a menace.” You managed to speak.

“I’m well aware.” He extended a hand. “But is that such a bad thing?”

As you take a breath, you force yourself to make a decision. His wine-colored shirt was only buttoned once in the middle, the excess fabric draping over his thin waist. His pale skin gleamed in the moonlight, highlighting his broad chest, his toned abs, the deep v of his lower abdomen covered by trousers clinging low on his hips.

The noticeable bump between his legs was also…most certainly not missed by you.

“Ajax…” You tried your shaky voice; surely he could hear the pounding in your chest.

Before he could get the words out, he was at your bedside, reaching over to tilt your chin towards him. His eyes glowed bright; were he anyone else, his head would have been rolling on the floor. But Ajax…you wanted him to— 

“Use your words, butterfly.” His tone was soft and low.

Tears stung the corners of your eyes. “ Kiss me…”

Ajax chuckled lightly. “Is that all?”

Your cheeks burned almost as bright as his eyes. “ Take me… further than you’ve ever been. I want you to claim me… fully. ”

The vampire leaned in close, lips brushing ever so slightly. “You want to elope with me?”

“As long as we can fast forward to the honeymoon.”

Ajax couldn’t help but laugh. “I always knew you were quite ravenous, but this is quite the surprise.” You tried to warn him about the guards outside your door, but he waved his hand in the air. “Do not worry, love. The castle sleeps soundly tonight. Not a mortal, not even a mouse, will hear you moan tonight.”

The thought sent a shiver down your spine as he joined you on the bed. You crawled back against the pillows, watching in awe how he followed you on all fours. You felt no murderous intent from him. But he…

“Do you love me?”

Ajax frowned as he knelt between your outstretched legs. “Have I not been forward enough that you’re just now realizing this?”

You flushed. “I’m reassuring myself.”

“I know I tease you a lot, butterfly, but my pursuit in your affection has always been…sincere.”

His words were soothing…deep down you knew his answer, but hearing it aloud made your heart flutter. He could hear it then, chuckling as he leaned in close to press his nose into your cheek. “I’ve been in denial for too long.”

Ajax smiled and kissed your cheek softly. “You’re in luck. I am very patient.” He took his time kissing along your face, hovering around the corners of your lips. You whined softly, spreading your legs even wider and reaching out to grab hold of his shoulders. “I could take my time with you…savor every inch of you.”

“Ajax!” You cried softly as you felt his hands slide up your bare legs, ghosting over the softness of your thighs before squeezing ever so slightly. 

“Mmm, I think I could get used to you screaming my name like that…over and over…”

Your eyelids fluttered back open, drinking in the sight of him, rubbing the insides of your thighs. It was driving you wild…perhaps it was the outfit, and the fact that your matching red panties were in full view of his watchful eyes…

“Mmm, your heartbeat is singing so wonderfully.” Ajax cooed as he slid his hands up further, settling at your hips while his thumbs rubbed across your skin. “It sounds so different from before.”

You couldn’t seem to find words to reply; his lips were cool against your heated skin, but that did nothing to quell the fire burning inside of you. He trailed kisses along your jaw before he dared to reach your neck. It was such a sensitive spot for you, no doubt for him as well. Surely it must have been difficult to keep his thirst at bay…but it only proved how much he truly did care for you.

“I don’t ever want to sink my fangs into you.” Ajax admitted as he kissed your neck softly. “The day you die will be my last.”

You didn’t have time to dwell on his words as his lips closed around your neck and sucked hard. You could not hide the moan that ripped from your throat, tilting your head to the side as he marked you with his love. All the while, he was massaging your thighs, and you could feel the dampness between your legs spreading.

“A-ajax!” You cried out in need. “T-touch….p-please…”

“Where?” He teased with his lips still on your neck.

“Y-you know where…” You whined in defeat. “I’m g-going crazy…I don’t want to cum without you inside of me!”

“A-aha…” Ajax chuckled under his breath, exhaling deeply against your skin. “You’re going to drive me crazy…”

He pulled away from your neck then, leaning back to soak in the sight of you flushed and open, silently begging you to get closer. But with his hands still on your hips, it was easy to grab the thin, lacy material and pull it down your thighs. It wasn’t the first time you exposed yourself to him, but this night felt very different.

You moaned softly as you became exposed, the cool air brushing against your already soaked groin. Ajax came closer then, cupping your cheeks. “Do you want me?”

“I want you!” You echoed in desperation, tugging him by his barely attached shirt. “P-please, I need you so badly…”

“As you wish, my butterfly.” He kissed you tenderly as he shuffled on the bed. You could hear the rustling of his trousers and belt through the haziness of his kiss, melting into his tongue and letting him devour you.

But after some time and dipping of the bed, you felt him press against you. You gasp, the cold and stiff length greeting your slickness. Oh, it was one thing to have it kissing the back of your throat, but it was another pressing between your sensitive lips with the intent on sliding deep inside of you.

“Ajax…” You exhale deeply, still tugging on the lapels of his shirt. “P-please…”

“I know you’re desperate, love.” Ajax said as he cradled the back of your head. “Lean back some more. I want this to be as painless as possible.” You obeyed his instructions, endeared with the tenderness of his words and actions. “I’ll go nice and slow for you, until you’re used to it.”

You nodded eagerly; you trusted him, in this moment, and for all of the future moments. “Make love to me, Ajax.”

Ajax chuckled, pressing his lips against you once more. You were starting to become addicted to it, how sweet and cold he was against you, how dizzying everything became. Yet it was a distraction as you felt him nudge against you. The head of his cock rubbed between your lips, making you moan into his kiss.

The more he pressed his tongue inside you, the more he prodded your tight hole. But sooner than later, he breached your virgin insides with just the tip, and the pleasure began to build immensely. 

“Mmm, good girl.” Ajax hummed against your lips before distracting you with more kisses. You were overwhelmed in the best way possible; Ajax was completely intune with you, focusing on your pleasure and comfort, nothing more. 

He was thick, sliding deeper, inch by inch. It did hurt, but not enough for you to want him to stop. Your heels dug into the fabric of your covers, thighs shaking as he penetrated you where no one else had. “F-full…I’m so full…”

“Is it too intense, butterfly?”

“N-no…” You gasped, grabbing him by the back of his neck and pulling him in closer. “You’re so…thick…and deep…”

“Mmm, indeed.” Ajax kissed your cheek, one hand still cradling the back of our head while the other slid over your red silk slip, pushing it up just a little bit more so he could hold your bare hip. “I can feel your heartbeat around me, pumping so madly. Do I make you feel good? Are you satisfied?”

Sweat started to bead at your forehead. “I’ll be satisfied when your seed fills me to the brim.”

Ajax licked his lips. “Don’t worry, butterfly. I’ll make love to you every night you want me, and make sure your womb is filled to the brim, just how you want it.”

You squealed at his implications, pleasure rocking through you as the thought of carrying your children brought tears to your eyes. “P-please!” “When you ask so nicely…” Ajax leaned down to whisper by your ear, “I’d be remiss to not please you in kind.”

His voice sent shivers down your spine. As you wrapped your legs around his hips, heels digging into his back, he slowly started to thrust inside you. The drag of his thick cock out of your hole had you feeling empty, but he filled you again almost instantly. He pushed his way inside, knocking against your womb with his cock like a burning kiss. 

“Your pulse…I can feel it when I’m sheathed inside you.” Ajax held still for just a moment, grunting softly as he felt you squeeze and tighten around his shaft. “This pulse…does it beat only for me?”

You gasped, holding onto his shoulders for dear life. “Only for you!” You cried out, legs shaking. 

“Mmm.” Pleased by your answer, Ajax repaid you with thrusting into you a bit rougher. You threw your head back against the pillow, drooling as he spread your hole open wide. You loved when he stayed still, rolling his hips against you. You loved the feeling of him, filling in the gaps of your insides, sitting empty for too long. It was a lovely fit, a space you knew was reserved for Ajax only.

It was a testament that you must belong to him forever. “Are you close, butterfly?”

With your eyes shut tight, you could only nod as any sounds that left your lips were pitiful moans. “Good, princess, I’ll fulfill my promise to you shortly.”

Ajax brought his lips to yours again, swallowing your sweet noises of pleasure as he rocked into you sweetly. Your body screamed in delight, singing praises of the way he made love to you. And just when you thought it couldn’t even better, your body grew impossibly warm as he rubbed against the sweet spot inside of you.

Oh—

“Ajax!” You cried, back arching as he kissed down your jaw and neck. Your body felt limp, overcome with the sensation of your climax approaching. Though you were no stranger to it, it felt so much stronger than before. His fingers and lips upon your sensitive lips could not compare to his numbing cock, filling the void you’ve harbored, waiting for that special someone to sweep you off of your feet.

Take me away from this place…take me somewhere I can be nothing but yours…

Your silent plea went unheard, but Ajax didn’t need to hear them to follow your wishes. He took you somewhere celestial as he penetrated you so deep and so intense it rocked through your body. Pleasure took over, taking a hold of you and exploding like stars across your skin.

With solely his name on your lips, Ajax held you close. You could hear his sweet praise whispered against your ear, making you feel so warm despite how cold he was to the touch.

You gave out a choked sob as he thrust inside you one last time, sending your intimate insides into overload as he fulfilled your promise. Hot and sticky, he filled you to the brim, just like you wanted, moaning your name in your ear.

It was a dream come true, almost too real were it not for how the soreness started to push the pleasure aside. Ajax was still inside you, pulsing and twitching against your walls that hugged him so tightly.

“Ajax…” You whined weakly.

“Yes, my butterfly?”

You moaned softly and weakly clung to him as you started to regain control of your limbs. “S-stay…”

“I wasn’t planning on leaving, princess.”

You took a deep breath. “In… inside…stay… ”

One of Ajax’s eyebrows quirked up in amused surprise. “Wow, what an interesting request.”

However, you didn’t have the energy to fight back. You just wanted, no, needed him close to you. The thought of him leaving, you were much too used to it. For once, at least now, you wanted him to stay with you through the night.

“But of course…anything for you, my precious little butterfly.”

Not to disturb you too much, he gently maneuvered you both, cock still sheathed inside your sopping wet hole. His actions were soft and tender, your heart still beating so madly. If he made note of it, he didn’t voice it aloud.

As your consciousness started to fade, you found yourself tucked neatly on your side, supported by a plethora of pillows. Ajax slid in snugly behind you, one hand over your stomach and one hand playing with your hair. “Comfy?”

You shifted a little with a soft moan, his cock still very much prevalent inside of you. “Very…” You manage to say as you slid a hand down to meet his own at your waist. He threaded your fingers together almost immediately, squeezing your hand tight in reassurance.

“Good…I’m very comfy too.” Ajax teased, nuzzling into your neck before kissing the sensitive skin. You mewled, but you didn’t bother to ask him to stop. It felt soothing despite how your skin tingled.

You barely noticed the thin strap of your slip fall loose around your shoulders; but Ajax, keen as ever, reached around you to gently tug the silky fabric down over your chest, one of your breasts now exposed to the open air. 

“Mmm, pretty.” Ajax hummed, leaning up and over your side to kiss the side of it. “So, so pretty.”

“Ajax!” You moaned, wiggling against his hips as he teased you. “I d-don’t think I can handle another round!”

“Not yet, butterfly.” Ajax snickered playfully. “I just think you look divine when you’re…disheveled.” He kissed the side of your breast again, still cuddling you so sweetly. “I’ve neglected these little buds…”

Perhaps that was for the best, you thought, already flushing at how nice it would feel to suck and nibble them, leaving little marks to admire the next day. Oh, I don’t need to think about that.

“You’re squeezing my cock, princess.” Ajax cooed. “Don’t worry, I can fulfill more of your desires tomorrow morning.”

You whine in defeat, grateful he can’t see the expressions on your face just then. “Tomorrow morning! Not…right now.”

“Your wish is my command, my butterfly.” He kissed the side of your soft breast once more before drifting to your cheek. “Have sweet dreams…”

As if put under a spell, you succumbed to sleep rather quickly. With Ajax around and inside of you, holding onto you so tenderly, so desperately, as if scared to let you go, there were nothing but sweet dreams to be had.

With glistening golden chandeliers and the cool evening breeze sifting through the main ballroom, it was supposed to be a magical evening. Grand parties like this weren’t held very often; so many representatives from other nations were supposed to meet under a haze of fine wine and soothing music.

But you knew it was merely a front: a lure for the enemy to grasp with sharp fangs.

You were on edge all night, not even bothering a sip of wine; the taste was never to your liking, and neither were the effects it had on your body. You need to be focused all night, for you knew a threat was lurking in the dark shadows, out of sight.

Just when you thought that there would be no unwelcome visitors, a familiar scent caught your attention. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up straight as you felt a whisper of a kiss upon your skin.

“Hey, princess.”

That taunting voice you knew so well caused you to whirl around, a hand on your hip where a knife under your dress sat snugly against your skin. “Tartaglia.”

The enemy stood before you, a few feet away, but close enough for you to quiver slightly at the sigh of his sharp smile and red eyes. He was dressed for the occasion, yet his black suit and deep red accents were so stark against the pale gold of your own attire. You could only describe the handsome creature as one thing.

The enemy, you repeated in your head over and over again. 

But every time you tried to brandish your silver weapon at him, flashes of an old memory keep pouring into your mind.

You remember Ajax laying against a damp tree trunk, whimpering as an open wound bled profusely around the ground around him. A silver nail pierced his nearly invulnerable skin, pinning him helplessly to the rotting trunk, killing him slowly.

A vampire: an enemy you vowed to kill for the safety of humankind, something evil and undeserving of kindness.

Yet why did your heart beat madly on that cold, foggy night?

“Aw, I prefer it when you call me by name.” Ajax’s words brought you out of your head, the ballroom dancers swaying in a trance, unsuspecting of the danger a vampire presented. How no one could notice Ajax amongst them, you were unsure. “You look stunning tonight.”

You scoffed slightly. “Don’t try to flatter me. You won’t stop me from my cause.”

Ajax shrugged as he took a step closer; however, that step was so blurred and fast, he was suddenly right in front of you, a finger under your chin. “I’m not trying to stop you, my butterfly.” He grinned wide, his finger trailing down your neck, over your collarbones, and along the edge of the bodice of your dress, barely grazing the side of your breast not covered by lavish fabric.

You couldn’t help the reaction that tumbled from your lips despite your training; a small whine might have gone unnoticed by a human, but Ajax…he heard everything.

“I came to see how you were faring…it’s quite lovely to see I still have an effect on you…”

His intense smile and gaze were so alluring; your shaky hand could only shakily hold the hilt of your knife. Even Ajax knew you would never strike…especially not now. “D-don’t try to flirt your way out of this!”

“Oh, I think I can.” He licked his lips and leaned in close, ears just mere inches from the outer shell of your ear. “Besides…you’ve missed me, haven’t you?”

His deep, beguiling voice nearly brought you to your knees; it wasn’t as if you weren’t strong enough to resist a vampire’s charms…

Tartaglia…no…Ajax was different.

“Y-you shouldn’t be here; it’s not safe for you.”

Ajax laughed softly. “Oh, don’t worry, I can handle myself. Besides, the only vampire hunter in this room strong enough to take me down…is right in front of me.”

A warm flush rose to your cheeks; part of you knew Ajax was trying to wiggle his way into your food graces, but you also know in the years you’ve known him, he never lied to you…not once. A vampire was to never be trusted...because they would turn on you and bite your neck at any chance they could get. They were bloodthirsty monsters...nothing more.

Yet why did the thought of him sucking your blood...excite you?

“And by the looks of it…” he spoke, gently covering your shaky hand with his own, careful not to touch the silver metal, “...you and I both know there’s a different…battle…you wish to endure.”

Before you could even retort, Ajax whisked you away from the busy ballroom, the sound of the joyful chatter and sweet violin fading into the background. 

Ajax took a deep breath. “Ahh…much better. Now I can really drown in the scent of your sweet blood.”

As you started to become more aware of your surroundings, human eyes still not used to the speed of a vampire, you realized you were utterly trapped. Ajax had a hand braced on the stone wall above your head, cornering you into submission.

And yet…Ajax kept his right side rather...open. If you wanted to…you could just run away…

As if reading your mind, he gestured to the opening with his hand. “I won’t stop you if you decide to run, princess.” Ajax’s voice drew your attention up to look at him. “Promise.” He offered a cunning smile, his fangs gleaming in the nearby candlelight. “But if you don’t move, my little butterfly, I’m going to have my fun with you.”

As you gasped, Ajax leaned down to swallow it with a soft kiss. His free hand cradled the back of your head, protecting you from the hard stone as he slipped his tongue past your lips. He was so careful to keep his fangs at bay, not wanting to tear the skin of your lips. 

It was the tenderness of his actions that surprised you, surprisingly different from his flirting tone. He was gentle in tearing you apart, because each time he came before you...you could just not resist.

“I can smell how excited you are.” Ajax whispered softly as he trailed his lips along your jaw. “Trembling…but not in fear…” He sucked in a sharp breath as he sniffed at your neck. “Every day I dream about sinking my fangs into your sweet, sweet neck.”

“D-don’t!” You protested softly.

Ajax chuckled weakly. “I won’t…I promise.” Yet, he never made a promise to not taste your skin, which he did with delight. He captured a soft  bit of flesh between his lips and sucked hard, just the way he knew you loved the most.

As your head tilted back, a moan threatening to echo in the quiet halls, two gloved fingers pressed against your tongue. Your sounds were muffled quickly as he littered the unmarked expanse of your skin in  soft bruises…surely you wouldn’t be able to return to the ballroom like this.

“Can you keep your voice down, butterfly?” He asked, nuzzling against your side as he slid his gloved fingers from your lips. “Unless you want to suck on my fingers some more…”

“A-ajax!” You whisper yelled at him, embarrassed. But he only smiled.

“Mmm…I love it when you call me by my real name…” Ajax sighed softly, sliding his saliva-slick fingers down the front of your neck, teasing your exposed skin until they came to the bodice of your dress. He then slowly pulled the fabric, careful not to tear it, exposing your breasts to the cold air.

You fight the whine that bubbled in your throat, slamming a hand over your mouth. “Ajax!”

But the vampire only smiled wide. “Don’t think I have forgotten…your favorite places to be teased.”

You hated that he was right, but you started to hate him less and less, especially when he took a nipple into his mouth. You muffled your moans as best as you could as his tongue teased your sensitive bud, your other hand sifting through orange-red locks, holding him close.

Ajax moaned softly then, pulling his lips away briefly. He aimed his red eyes in your direction, almost hypnotizing you. There was now a dampness between your legs as he watched you all the while, kissing between the valley of your chest and teasing your other breast. 

Your knees nearly buckled, unable to take your eyes away from him as he sucked on your chest so intently. He was solely focused on you, kissing and sucking your favorite places…it was so hard to deny how he made you feel.

But keen as ever, Ajax picked up on all of your tell-tale signs of pleasure. A cool hand slid up the inside of your stocking-laced thigh, stroking smooth skin with soft intentions. “Whisper my name…” His words were heavy, commanding you with ease.

“A-ajax…” You obeyed, legs sliding apart as you struggled to stand. 

“Good girl.” Ajax chuckled as he buried his face in your chest, nuzzling against your skin. “Slide down for me…sit on my knee.”

You followed his orders, the cool stone sliding against your back until you felt his knee press against your very…damp panties.

“Mmm, just as I expected.” Ajax teased, nudging his knee against you between your legs. You whined, hand still over your mouth to muffle your pleasured sounds. “I’d be quite the evil man if I didn’t tend to my princess’s needs, hmm?”

In just a few minutes, Ajax had you stifling your moans in a dimly lit corner of an empty hall. Your breasts were fully exposed, with his lips teasing one while the other was littered with darkening hickeys you’re not sure the dress could hide. And now you felt a hand against your inner thigh, sliding up dangerously close.

“Mmm…” Ajax hummed, lazily sucking on your nipple while his fingers pulled the gusset of your panties to one side. 

Your shaky hands started to fall from your face, but Ajax was quick to slide his other hand to your lips, gloved fingers stroking your tongue just as he had before. Before you could even think, you sucked on them incessantly as he fingered between your soft slit, exposing you to his whims.

“Good girl.” Ajax cooed as he wandered to give your other breast some attention. He licked over the forming bruises, pleased with his handiwork. “Don’t worry, I’ll have you biting my fingers in no time. Close your eyes, butterfly.” His voice dripped with honey, but the words commanded you with ease.

You were petrified…scared of being discovered, melting over the fingers and lips of a dangerous vampire…but even more scared at how badly you want him to continue.

“Easy, love.” Ajax chuckled as he teased your clit, feeling how you press into him with need. “You don’t need to fantasize…I’m right here…”

But oh gods, how could you not? Ajax slid a calculated finger inside of you finally, feeling your tight inner walls as you sucked harder and harder on his fingers. He started sucking on your tit again, making your body feel light and warm.

How good will it feel when your back is to a bed and not a stone wall? Oh how you wish that finger was his thick cock, throbbing inside of you, stretching your insides so far apart that you feel like he could break you.

Break me… you begged silently, wishing he could read your mind.

Your screams would be unhindered, lustful moans echoing in a private room for no one but Ajax to hear. His wonderful hands could pin your arms above you head, locking you into place as he rocks endlessly to your womb, knocking against it and threatening to fill it with your seed.

Oh the thought had you jolt when you realize Ajax now had two fingers pushed inside of you, grazing your sensitive spot and causing your body to writhe in absolute pleasure.

“Hold still, girlie.” Ajax’s voice was deeper than before, voice hoarse from excitement watching and feeling your pleasure beneath his fingertips. “Let me do all the work.”

All you can do was nibble on his fingers, knowing that even if they were not gloved, your teeth could not hurt his nearly indestructible skin. You sat on his leg, helpless as he roughly stroked inside you, finding the perfect spot and teasing it until you unraveled before his very eyes.

It happened in a flash, tears streaming down your cheeks as Ajax fingered you to completion. You were cumming all over his hand now, slick and moist as you rolled your hips against him. The orgasm crashed through your body like lightning, the pleasure almost too hard to bear.

In your haze, you could barely make out words whispered only for you. Only as time passed did Ajax’s voice become clearer, lips kissing your ear as his words calm you down. “Good girl…you came so well.” He mused, his fingers now slipped free from your pulsing insides to palm against your slick lips. His palm was cold, causing a stark difference between your burning skin.

But it was oh so soothing…especially when his gloved fingers slipped from your mouth to gently caress your chin.

“My beautiful butterfly…there’s truly not a better sight in the world than your sweet face when you’re lost in pleasure…caused by me.” He chuckled softly, now sliding your ruined panties back into place. As your eyes start to focus on him, he brings those drenched fingers to his lips and tastes them eagerly. “I wish I could survive on the sweet nectar from between your legs…for it is much sweeter than your blood smells.”

You whined softly, lips parted as you started to fall for this vampire even harder than before. “A-ajax…”

“Now now, love,” he warned as you started to reach for his bulge in his pants, “as much as I would love to let you touch me, I feel as if I have overstayed my welcome.”

With your legs being too weak to stand, Ajax easily carried you in your arms, princess style of course. You nestled up to his cool skin, wondering why he made your insides feel so warm…

“You hunter friends are looking for you…and I don’t think it would be in either of our interests if they find out what I can do to you, butterfly.” He informed you, no doubt his supernatural hearing picking up on a faraway conversation. Ajax was now running through the halls away from the commotion while keeping you steady. You didn’t need to tell him where your quarters are…he was rather familiar with them.

“Ajax…don’t leave…” You begged weakly.

Ajax let out a pained sigh. “I must…for now, butterfly. But if you want me to come find you…you already know how.”

Before you could even protest, the soft furs of your bed caressed your back, coaxing you deeper into their firm grasp. Ajax had tucked you in before you drew your eyes towards the open window. He looked majestic in the moonlight, perched on the stone window sill, the dark grounds before him. 

You knew it was not a feasible idea…but you badly craved him at your side.

A vampire and a vampire hunter…what future was there?

But a cold kiss atop your forehead opened doors to a changing fate…

“Goodnight, princess. May you rest well.” Ajax’s voice was soft then, different from his incessant flirting and teasing His words were weighty, holding truth to such a fleeting man.

As if obeying his wishes once more, you closed your eyes and let fatigue take you asunder, a single, cold tear running down your cheek.

Laying across Ayato’s lap while absolutely bare, you could honestly fall asleep right then and there. Not even factoring the fatigue of letting him train and test your obedience coupled with sexual pleasure, his soothing hands on your skin make it all the more somnolent.

“Your skin takes on a lovely shade with abrasion.” Ayato cooes, rubbing warm ointment across the tender flesh of your ass cheeks. “Are you in any pain?”

“No…” You sigh softly, clutching the pillow soaked with your drool from moments earlier. “I feel fine…you didn’t have to do all…this…” Your body is already warm the way you were splayed out across his thighs; there’s a clear difference in your mind between your shared intimate desires and his keen gaze solely focusing on your naked body.

Ayato huffs and massages the back of your thigh. “What kind of master would I be to neglect my possessions? It would be a shame if I brought you to so much ruin that your body could no longer withstand my touch.”

Your cheeks flush then, burning at his poetic kindness. “My L-lord…”

“You don’t need to adhere to our titles now…is there a collar around your neck?”

He is right; the pair of you have already established boundaries and rules. The moment you agree to wear a collar bearing his name, you follow his commands lest you want his punishment (which is definitely most of the time since disobedience is in your nature).

But right now, you are collar free, being tended to by Ayato, who is not your master at this moment.

“Sorry…Ayato…”

“Mmm, good kitten.” Ayato praises you softly. You squeak at his words. “So easily flustered, aren’t you?”

You whine despite knowing deep down he’s right. “Not always!”

“But…right now?”

“Hng..” You bury your face in your pillow, pouting. “I’m not answering that.”

Ayato merely chuckles. “Well maybe you won’t,” his hands slide up your inner thigh, teasing you ever so lightly between your legs. “But your body answers honestly to me.”

You gasped as he touched you, swirled his finger where you were sensitive and wet. Your back arched on instinct, tensing as he fondled you with gentle ease. “A-ayato!” “Leaking already? I was trying to give you an earnest massage for your bruised skin to make sure you heal properly. Do you get aroused with every touch I give?”

A small moan leaves your lips, further drooling onto the pillow as he trails a single finger back between your cheeks. The soreness of your ass has gone by now, but the dampness of his cum still lingering inside of you despite Ayato cleaning you rather well invites his explorative graze. “N-not true?”

Ayato clicks his tongue in playful disappointment. “I figured I had given you quite the experience tonight…I stopped counting how many times you came while I spanked you, while this tight little hole was stuffed so full. Was it not enough, kitten? Is your heat not satiated?”

His praise coupled with your magic word has you losing your self-control faster than you’d like. You can already feel warmth brewing low in your abdomen, the dampness between your legs most likely felt on Ayato’s bare legs. Though he has a loose yukata over his shoulders, hiked up above his waist, you know he is just as bare as you underneath everything.

It would be…so easy…for him to just…

“Naughty…” Ayato hums, one finger slowly stroking your insides, swirling around in a mess he created while watching you writhe against his touch. “Looks like my needy kitten needs more attention.”

You want to protest, but the prospect of having more than just his finger penetrating you once more clouds your judgment. When Ayato nudges in a second finger into your sloppy hole, you definitely lower your pride to receive him. “Aya..t-to…” Ayato humds, his free hand smoothing over the expanse of your back as he fingers you slowly, rolling and spreading his two fingers inside you. “Do you hear how wet you are?”

Your pillow muffles your whines, but you certainly can hear how slick your ass is. “P-please…” You beg bashfully.

“Please what?” He teases you, stroking the back of your neck with warm fingers. It brings a pleasant chill through your body, mewling like a little kitten would. 

“M-make it…wetter…”

Ayato does not hide the amused laughter at your phrase. “A collared kitten would be spanked for such a request.” You mewl at the implication, your thighs becoming even more damp with the tone of his voice.

But you were not a collared kitten right then and there, so he indulges in your desires…for now.

“I suppose I’ll reward you.” Ayato says while slipping his fingers free from your hole. “Stay on your stomach, but put your back to me.”

You do as you are told, using your arms to crawl over the futon. Your knees slide down Ayato’s outer thighs, straddling him quite lewdly. You crawl back just enough until you feel a gentle hand against the curve of your backside, stopping you in your place.

“Stunning.” Ayato murmurs under his breath as he parts the fabric covering him, draping it behind him to expose himself completely. “Why do you look…so much better…with your body already used by me?”

The pillow becomes less and less effective at muffling your moans, especially when he teases your hole with the head of his cock. It feels so sticky, stroking you slowly as he leaves a trail of precum against you. In this position, his thigh presses between your legs, allowing you to grind against it for sweet, sweet friction.

“Relax, kitten.” Ayato cooes, gently nudging your opening until his head catches. You moan at the sensation, shivering as he slowly slides deeper. He takes his time with you, especially with the absence of lube since he has used it all on you just a few hours previous. The remnants of his old cum is enough to not tear skin, but perhaps not enough to ease the burn.

Your heart thrums at his softness, enjoying your lord’s sweet moments when he offers them. As much as him destroying your sanity with divine punishment, you equally love when he shows just how much he truly cares for you behind the commissioner’s facade. 

“So tight…” Ayato grunts, massaging your hip as he inches forward with nothing but patience.

“D-deeper!” You whine, the stretch of his cock making you want to scream in delight. You have no doubt drenched Aayato’s thigh in precum, but you think he doesn’t mind quite yet.

Ayato caves for you, lifting his own hips just enough until his balls are pressed against you, not an inch left for Ayato to give. You moan at the sensations of him throbbing inside of you, sliding back into its proper home. You felt as if your insides were meant just for him, conforming to the shape of his length so he fits tight like a glove. 

“F-fuck…” You curse, shaking as he’s holding you absolutely still. There is truly no better feeling than Ayato’s cock balls deep inside of you.

“Naughty language.” Ayato clicks his tongue but he doesn’t spank you. There’s no time for that now. Instead, he slowly drags his cock back out only to thrust back in. The tempo is drastically different than before, no roughness in his movements or his words.

Ayato drowns you in praise, admiring his own cum now sticky on his shaft every time he ruts into you. The hands on your hips and thighs are gentle, fingers squeezing you so delicately like a treasure. He takes his time fucking you, watching your tight swollen hole stretch for his girth and disappear into your hole. 

The slowness is maddening but absolutely intoxicating. If Ayato moved any faster, however, the magic of the placid mood. And you know he won’t hesitate to jump on a moment to collar you up and destroy your insides one way or another.

Not now…not yet.

“You’re making such a mess of my leg, dear kitten. Are you addicted to my cock that much?”

You could not fathom lying. “It’s so good…I’m gonna cum…”

Ayato chuckles. “Your words are starting to match your body’s responses.” He pulls out halfway, holding still and causing you to cry in desperation. “Do you feel how tightly you’re squeezing me? You want to keep me buried deep inside so you can milk me of everything I have.”

“A-ayato! Put it in!”

“Hmm? Put what in?”

You feel embarrassment take over your body as you lift your head up from your pillow. “Put your cock inside me and cum!”

“Hmm…I think that can be arranged.” Ayato is in no punishing mood, but to say he doesn’t enjoy teasing you enough until you beg would be naught but a lie. He pushes back inside of you, rubbing his balls against you until you cry out. “Squeeze me nice and tight, kitten.” His deep sultry voice is enough. Clamping down hard on him, you climax with passion. You throw your head back, lost in the throes of ecstasy as you cum all over Ayato’s thigh. It’s intense, exhilarating, despite how slow and gentle he has treated you.

“G-good kitten, keep squeezing me, I’m so close.”

The stutter in your voice gives you a wash of pride you don’t usually experience with Ayato. You love relinquishing all control to him, so much so that when he falters because of you, it only inflates your ego.

Amidst your shivering, pleasure still having its hand around your throat and at its mercy, you clench your ass around him. Over and over, you tighten around him, whimpering as you can feel how much he’s pulsing inside of you.

But even the temperate Kamisato Ayato quakes under your grasp. He moans softly behind you, spreading open your cheeks as he cums. You feel his sticky warmth filling your insides, coating your walls in his seed once more. You feel claimed, owned, and very much loved. Each squeeze of his balls and low grunt from his lips make you leak even more, tiny rivers trickling down his thighs at how good it feels to be bred.

You reach down below, palming down your torso and stopping at your belly. You swear you could nearly feel him beneath the skin, marking you as his own. Deep down, you wish he could keep cumming, filling you until your belly is swollen and puffy with his seed.

“Mmm…kitten, you drive me crazy.”

Ayato slips his cock from inside you, the sound wet and lewd. You cry at the loss, especially when his cum starts dripping out of you. 

“Look at you. Such a lewd little hole.” Ayato murmurs, using a finger to push some of the cum back inside you. “Do you want to be plugged, kitten?”

You nod incessantly, reaching between your legs to try and plug yourself with shaking fingers. “Ayato…p-please…”

He gently crawls out from under your thighs, rummaging to a host of custom-made toys crafted simply for you and you alone. Ayato hums once he’s found something suitable for you before returning to your side. “Relax for me, love.” Ayato soothes his hand over the small of your back, pressing cold metal to your hole. “Exhale.”

As you listen, Ayato slides the plug into your ass. You whine softly as it enters you, stretching wide once more before settling just past your swollen rim. It’s comforting, cooling the burning sensation only Ayato could dissipate.

“Good kitten.” He purrs. “A fitting tail for such a pet.” Ayato lays the other end of the plug against your back, a long fluffy tail to accentuate your attitude. “Do you feel better now?”

You can only sigh in relief. “Mhm…t-thank you.”

Ayato smiles and rummages around the room out of sight. “My poor kitten…needing to be fucked even after I tortued you all night. Perhaps I’ll have to be a bit rougher next time.”

You wince, fear and excitement manifesting in goosebumps on your skin. But, perhaps it is in your nature, but you feel like you’ll have to disobey even more if it gets Ayato to punish you to your absolute limits.

“You are quite lucky, however, that I enjoy wiping the slate of your body clean so I have a fresh canvas to paint on for next time.”

To say you missed the wayward bard would be nothing but the honest truth. You’ve spent so many months traveling other nations and searching for answers only Celestia seemed to hold that the feeling of Venti’s touch had started to fade.

Oh how you longed to be in his embrace, taste the dandelion wine on his lips, doze into sleep with his tender lullaby, see his everbright smile in your dreams. Even as you found yourself underneath the Windrise tree in the dead of night, you longed for him even more.

The night was warm, the air was cool, yet you were alone, laying on the soft grass. Everything that reminds you of him was ever present; even the sound of winds passing through the long grass blades started to sound like a melody from Venti’s lips.

Under the light of the moon and the buoyant fireflies, out of pure need, your hands trembled to the hem of your skirt. Before you departed for the memorable place, it was embarrassing enough to alter your outfit for devious plans.

But they were for yours and Venti’s knowledge alone…so now the change is a blessing.

You rolled to your side, resting your head upon your forearm as you crossed your legs ever so slightly. The trembling hand gently pulled your skirt just enough for the cool winds to glide against your burning skin. It’s almost satisfying, but your fingers joined the action and slid between the purposeful slit in your lacy black panties where you already felt damp.

Venti’s voice already materialized in your fantasies, teasing about the sultry item of clothing you chose in the hopes that your bodies could connect intimately with ease. It spurs you on, massaging your damp lips before sliding between them. A soft moan tumbles from your lips, muffled by the foliage cradling your body.

Slowly, up and down, you spread yourself open. Your thighs shook every time your finger massaged your clit, rubbing in gentle circles. Any other time, you would be ashamed of how slick you’ve become, how it started to drip across your thighs and soaked the earth below you.

But desperation ruled your body like a ruthless tyrant, burning everything in its path. You kept your thumb on your clit while you allowed your middle finger to slip inside your sticky walls. It was nowhere as near maddening as Venti himself stretching your walls, kissing your womb with messy promises, but it could be just enough.

You stopped policing the sound of your moans, writhing as the tandem sensations of your fingers brought you closer and closer to that desired release. Just when you felt the tendrils of euphoria lightly grasping your skin, everything came to a halt.

“Enjoying yourself without me, dear traveler? I thought you would have a bit more patience than this…” A warm hand held your wrist and pulled it from between your legs, folding it against your chest. A comforting body pressed behind you keeps you from turning around. But you don’t need more reassurance that you were not hallucinating. “Can we continue…together?”

Overwhelmed with the sudden materialization, you couldn’t formulate a proper response, pretend like Venti didn’t drive you mad. So you merely become an amplifier for your heart’s needs. “Take me, please! Like we’ve done before…please enter where no one else has been…and where no one else will be! I’m not whole without you!”

Venti chuckled against your ear, caressed your hip to pull your skirt up even more, and pressed himself even closer to you. “Your wish has been heard loud and clear. Then…allow this humble bard to fulfill it tonight.”

You don’t even question how quickly you feel Venti’s thin yet sturdy cock slide between your sticky lips. The relief of pressure was far more exhilarating, taking up all of your mental capacity. Slowly, he thrusted against you, teasing your clit and entrance, soaking his shaft in your lusty nectar before giving in to your desires.

You felt him penetrate you, the dampness allowing him very little resistance to fill you to the brim. Your back arched as you moaned wanton into the starry night. 

“Beautiful.” Venti sighed, carefully sliding a hand under your neck and pressed his fingertips against your skin. His hold was gentle, but the mere fact that he could squeeze your throat had your hairs stand on edge, lifting your legs higher so he could fuck you even deeper. “Oh traveler…I love feeling the wind inside your throat when we make love like this.”

His words only made you want to put on performance just for him to hear; through the haze of pleasure, you can hear his sweet grunts and moans behind you, the sounds of your drenched hole letting his shaft thrust inside of you, and the shameless moans tumbling from your own lips.

“It’s been too long…” Venti hummed in your ear between kisses on the side of your neck. “I’ve yearned for this…” he said, pausing his rhythm and rolling his hips against yours. His cock stirred inside of you, his balls, sticky with your juices, rubbed deliciously against you. “A fragment of the wind I’ve been chasing for centuries is the song our bodies make when we put our puzzle pieces together.”

His poetry had you sobbing, enamored with the heart of a god and the way he makes you feel. Venti started his melodic dance again, pulling his hips back just enough to push into your waiting hole. You moaned alongside him, harmonizing in pleasure as you rutted against each other in frenzied fervor.

The winds around you seemed to caress your skin, ghostly tendrils brushing your skin. It was cool and comforting against the blaze of your body, almost coaxing you to join their merriment. 

“V-venti…” You cried out. “F-fill me! P-please…give me the seeds of your love…I want them to grow in my womb.”

“A bold statement, traveler.” Venti chuckled. “Let us till the soil together…and I will plant these seeds deep inside so they may flourish inside of your delectable womb.”

His eagerness made you writhe, your thigh burning as you let it drop behind and around Venti’s hips. The thrusts became deep, rough, and they drove you mad. His hand still sat comfortably around your neck, thrumming to the tune of your moans. Your walls constricted, holding onto his thin length so intensely that you wished to take every last seed Venti owned.

“Plant them, Venti!” “As you wish.” 

Venti moaned against your ear as you came, shaking in pure delight as he brought you to Celestia and above. His cock pulsed inside of you, the tip kissing the delicate entrance in your womb. It was warm and intoxicating; you could feel Venti’s balls tightening against you, pumping deliciously inside. Never had you orgasmed so violently, nearly thrashing in Venti’s gentle grasp as you leaked profusely between your legs.

“That’s it…good girl…” Venti praised you through his own soft grunts, keeping his cock still buried inside of you. “You’re squeezing me so tightly…it is no doubt these seeds will bloom.”

You whined softly, fatigue rushing through you like a gust of wind. Venti puts your legs back gently, spooning behind you almost perfectly. You silently thanked Venti for keeping himself encased in your shared releases, for the sensation of him filling you even after he’s ruined you to your lustful demise.

“Venti…” You cried out.

“Yes, dear?”

You felt his arms wrap around your waist, and you took a hold of his hands and kept him close. “Can we…stay like this? Until morning?”

Venti laughed. “You want someone to discover us?” Your face grew impossibly warm. “Venti! I…n-no!”

“I’m just teasing.” Venti giggled as he nuzzled his nose at the back of your neck. “Of course. Sleep tight, my love. I will tend to our tilled fields until you wake up. Not a soul, not even a wisp of the wind, will disturb or awaken your slumber.”

His promise spoke of forever, a longing in his tone that you were sure would be brought up when you awoke. You hoped his words were true, that swirling seeds would grow inside of you, graced by the winds, and your life of forever could begin tonight.

“Hmm, she’s rather obedient.”

Childe chuckles. “I think it’s because you’re here. She wants to please you…isn’t that right princess?”

You shudder, tugging at the expertly tied ropes holding your body tight, suspended just high enough that you can watch the two men circling you like hungry hawks, admiring their well-caught prey. You would reply if you could, shower Zhongli and Childe for that matter, but the ball gag in your mouth only lets you drool and moan around it.

“But don’t forget about me, girlie.” Childe says, low and deep before he strikes the softness of your ass cheek. “Just because you’re soaking wet for Zhongli doesn’t mean I’m going to let you leave without carving my name in your brain.”

The pain only brings pleasure, the stinging of your skin causing you to moan. Zhongli tilts your chin upwards so you can stare into his glowing eyes, entrancing and almost humiliating you with sight alone. “Pretty…pliant…”

“And fucking sopping wet.” Childe adds as he slides a finger between your legs, dragging through the slick lips guarding your entrance. It draws a low whine from your lips…how badly you want more than just his finger there. “I don’t even think she needs to be prepped. I think my cock would slide right in without any problem.”

Zhongli clicks his tongue. “Childe, please treat my princess kindly. I don’t want her breaking when I’ve barely gotten the chance to play with her.”

Childe frowns a little, but though you couldn’t see it, you could hear it in your voice. “Fine, fine, I won’t rough her up too much. Though…I do think her ass could be a little bit more red…”

“I wouldn’t mind.” Zhongli says calmly, regarding you all the while. You don’t know what he’s thinking, but his eyes seem to reach deep into your soul. Can he read your mind? “I cannot read your mind, princess, but your body language tells me all I need to know.”

Your face flushes quite madly as he steps away from you. It only dawns on you what he’s doing as slowly, layer by layer of clothing goes neatly folded on a table nearby. Little by little, Zhongli reveals bits of his bare body, pale toned and delectable skin. Something about having the former Geo Archon himself stripping in front of you has your thighs quivering, the rope holding you up creaking as you watch with bated breath as Zhongli slides his pants down with ease.

“Don’t get too riled up…he’s not the one who’s going to be fucking you tonight.” 

You freeze, the change of voice sending shivers down your spine. You feel strong hands grap at your hips, gripping onto you to keep you still. And then you feel it. Childle is already snickering as he pokes the tip of his cock between your wet folds, spreading you open.

You can’t even focus on Zhongli as Childe teases you, slowly dragging his cock between your thighs, coating his shaft in your slick arousal. It’s maddening how badly you want him to at least speed up to rub against your clit, or just slip inside.

“Mr. Zhongli, you’ll have to enjoy her back here. She’s so fucking wet…and so fucking soft.”

“I can imagine.” Zhongli says, drawing you away from the exasperatingly slow feeling of Childe’s thick cock sliding between your thighs. “Though, I think I enjoy this view…so I can watch the princess break in front of me.”

The prospect has you shivering, whining and drooling around the gag in your mouth. Soon, however, Zhongli releases your aching jaw for just a moment. The ball dangles from your lips now, dripping with your saliva. You take a deep breath, only to moan when Childe nudges your clit with his cock. 

“You like that, pretty princess?” Childe laughs as he purposefully rolls the tip against you, causing you to wince and cry as it sends glorious shivers underneath your skin. He spanks you when you don’t answer, drawing a squeak and a “yes sir” form your lips. “Good girl.”

Zhongli chuckles, a finger under your chin as he draws your gaze upwards. “Good girl indeed.”

It’s then that you see it…thick, swollen, and pulsing with the energy of pure geo. Your jaw drops almost cartoonishly, watching precum beading at the tip of his heavy length. You writhe against your ropes, wanting nothing more than dive to your knees to serve him, obey him, do anything he wished in that very moment,

“You’re drooling.” He muses softly, dragging his thumb across your damp chin and bringing it to his lips. You can’t help but moan at the sight, to see excitement in Zhongli’s eyes as he tastes the desperation in your drool. “I can already smell how badly you want me…taste your desire with ease. Now…for my ears princess, tell me how badly you want to serve me.”

Just as you’re about to speak, Childe decides he wants to remind you he’s still a pivotal character in your demise. His cock nudges at your hole, slick and dripping for him. Just like he has said, it’s so easy to nudge inside, stretching your walls with little resistance with his girth. A scream rips from your throat, the delicious burn of cock piercing your insides with pulsating pleasure. 

“F-fuck!” You whine as Childe slides home with a haughty chuckle and a low moan. “W-want you so bad….p-please…Mr. Zhongli…sir…want to serve…you….”

“Even as another man breeds you?” Zhongli asks.

“Y-yes! U-use me…I’m…just a pretty toy! A pretty little toy to be used!” You can’t help but moan as Childe starts to get serious, thrusting harder with each moan that leaves your lips. “F-fill me with your cum, s-sir…I’ll swallow it all…”

Childe grunts behind you, spanking one of your already bright-red cheeks. “I bet your greedy little cunt will swallow my cum too. Isn’t that right, princess?”

Your walls clamp impossibly tight at the Harbinger’s words, shaky vision still somehow locked onto Zhongli. He’s staring at you, his full attention on your shivering little body as another man slides his cock in and out of your sloppy hole. 

“What, you’re all silent now? I asked you a question, brat.”

You can only squeal as Childe spanks you again, shoving his cock as deep as it can go inside of you. Despite how much he stretches your insides, you can still feel his precum, mixed with your own, leaking and dripping onto the floor beneath like a faucet.

If I disobey him more, will he punish me again?

“I believe Childe asked you a question, dear Princess.” Zhongli’s deep eloquence draws you out of your head. He draws your chin up with a single finger, just high enough where you can marvel at Zhongli’s heavy cock. “Why don’t you answer him?”

Well, now you can’t disobey him now. As much as Childe’s hand striking your ass makes you weak in the knees, you want Zhongli’s cock in your mouth so much more. “Y-yes sir!” You answer rather obediently. “My greedy cunt wants your cum!”

Childe snickers and he drags his cock out slowly, just merely holding the tip inside of you. “Who’s cum do you want, girlie?”

The lack of friction has you going mad, wiggling your hips in an attempt to get Childe to slide in. But he doesn’t move…not yet.

“I’m so greedy…I want both of you t-to cum inside me!”

“Hmm…where again, princess?”

The ropes so expertly tied against your body prevents you from doing anything besides whining and moaning for two incredibly handsome men who seemingly want to devour you whole. 

“I-inside me!”

Childe hums and slides a finger along the seam of your back, stopping just at the crack of your backside. “Do you mean…here?” He teases while rubbing a spit-slick finger against your asshole, nudging the tight ring until it gives way just a little.

Another loud cry leaves your lips at the mostly untouched place, now being stretched just enough to feel delicious friction.

“A-anywhere…” You decide, noting the pleasure far outweighs the initial pain of him breaching you. “P-please, cum inside of me!”

Zhongli hums above you. “Good girl.” He steps impossibly close then, holding up the base of his cock and directing the tip at your lips. “Open up, then. I suppose the princess deserves a treat.”

Your jaw goes slack almost immediately, tongue lolling out to accept the former archon’s gracious gift. But just as the tip hits your tongue, Childe slams his cock back inside your slick hole. You let out a cry just as Zhongli decides to quiet you.

Your jaw burns as the girth stretches you open, nearly bruising your throat in the process with how abrupt it is. You start to gag, trembling as you are assaulted on all ends. Zhongli pulls away before your teeth make contact, holding your neck ever so gently to keep you upright.

“Childe, do you mind doing that again?”

“Hmm?” Childe hums and haws before slamming his hips into you again, causing you to moan. “You mean that?”

Zhongli nods calmly, admiring your tear-stained face as Childe fucks you incessantly. “Yes…just like that. I enjoy the way her throat flutters around me.”

Childe just chuckles, muttering something under his breath. But you don’t catch it, because you’re so close to letting go, for your body to unravel and succumb to the pleasure. You want to hold on, to last a little longer.

But when Zhongli holds you so tenderly, sliding his cock back against your throat, and Childe rubbing his thumb inside your ass while he fucks your messy cunt, your control snaps and you cannot hold back the rolling waves of ecstasy coursing through your veins like fire.

“Good girl…” Zhongli reassures you so softly, holding his heavy cock in your mouth while you gag and choke around him. It burns, but you don’t want him to pull out just yet…there is something painfully arousing about hitting your climax with your throat fully stuffed.

Childe has stopped thrusting into you, but you can hear his heavy moans as your walls are surely squeezing his shaft so tightly. “Damn, girlie, trying to suck the cum right out of me, huh?” He teases, pulling his thumb away from your backside  and holding your hips steady. “If you want it that bad, I can give it to ya.”

You moan around Zhongli’s cock, wiggling as your body starts to calm from its high. You want them so badly…spitroasted by two beautiful men…it would feel so much better if you are stuffed full of cum.

“You want it bad, huh? Want your holes sticky?”

Zhongli pulls out halfway, giving your throat a small break. “I think the princess does…shall we give her a reward for behaving so well?”

Childe hums and haws before squeezing your ass cheeks and pulling them apart to admire the way his cock disappears inside of you like magic. “I think that can be arranged.” 

“Very well.” Zhongli pets your hair, making you feel like the most loved princess in the world at that very moment. “Open wide, princess. Let me give you your treat.”

It’s all the warning he gives before Zhongli pushes his cock back inside your mouth, filling you absolutely full. With your skin still tingling from the earlier orgasm, it feels so much easier to keep your throat relaxed, allowing the former archon to use your throat for his own pleasure.

But before you can focus on his rhythm, Childe starts a brutal tempo once more, burying his cock in your slick hole. “Fuck baby, your greedy little pussy is clinging onto me so badly.”

Your eyes nearly roll back into your head. The overstimulation is addicting, paired deliciously with the lack of control. You are utterly helpless to their whims, strung up in sturdy ropes that allow you to be nothing more than a wet orifice for thick cocks.

What a perfect gift it is. 

It’s so intense it has you cumming again, moaning and crying around them. Childe spanks you again, causing your walls to tighten even more. It’s so overwhelming, so indulgent, and it renders you absolutely boneless.

The floor beneath you is nothing more than a puddle of your shame, cum and drool swirling and mixing into a recognizable stench. You can’t even hear Childe or Zhongli anymore; you can only focus on the way their cocks slide into you, stretching you from the inside out, using you to reach their end.

But soon they do, cooing your name and praising how good you feel, how tight you are, what a good little hole you are. You were made to serve them, to take their pulsing cocks inside you until they came.

Childe cums first, slamming into you so roughly as he does. Your cunt rejoices, quivering as it accepts the sticky offering in a pool of lust. You feel so utterly full until it’s Zhongli’s turn.

His fingers gently pinch your nose shut and he cradles your neck before you realize Zhongli is cumming down your throat. It’s hot and so much, but because Zhongli has shoved himself against your throat so his balls press against your chin, you are forced to swallow every single drop Zhongli offers.

You can feel the cum oozing down your throat, nowhere to go except deep down into your belly. For just a short while, a part of Zhongli and Childe will be inside of you, staking their claim on your body with their seed.

“Good girl, drink it all up.” Zhongli praises you softly.

“That’s it princess, squeeze me nice and tight.” You can feel Childe’s calloused hands on your skin, roaming along your hips and over the curve of your ass, no doubt reveling in the feeling of emptying his heavy balls into your womb.

But, alas, the pleasure has built so much that your body can no longer take it. You vaguely recall something bulbous and cold sliding into your slick and stretched hole, keeping Childe’s thick cum swirling inside. The tension of the ropes slacken as your vision fades, warm hands supporting your bare, sticky body as you go limp.