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Will blinked blearily at the TV screen, some movie playing on the screen. Some romance that had started after his show ended, neither of you having cared enough to reach for the remote to stop it.

You were scrolling on your phone when he glanced up, head in your lap. One hand was carding through his hair, gently scratching his scalp in a way that made him press against your hand. Will groaned softly, getting your attention. You glanced down, grinning a bit. “Oh, hi. You fell asleep, babe.”

He blinked again, frowning. “Wha.. really? Sorry, I didn’t even.. how long was I asleep?” Will pulled himself up, wincing at the way his back popped. You hummed noncommittally, checking the time. “Uh, five hours.”

Will stared at you, frowning more. Fives hours of actual, solid sleep with no nightmares? He could barely take a thirty minute nap without a nightmare, why was he suddenly- oh.

Oh.

You smile at his expression, his cheeks going red as he dropped down and pressed against you. “I don’t think you’re ever allowed to leave, {Name.} You’re not allowed to.”

“And, can I ask why, dear?” You ask, letting Will settle against you, his face pressed into your shoulder. You gently cup his cheek, making him meet your eye.

“That’s the best I’ve slept in.. god knows how long. I, um.. think maybe it’s cause of you..?” He admitted quietly, squinting and looking for his glasses. He had fallen asleep with them on, and you had taken them off and set the glasses on the coffee table to prevent the pair breaking.

Your hand freezes in his hair, the curls soft under your fingers. You give him a shit-eating grin, Will huffing out a breath and shoving your shoulder lightly. “Shut up. Stop looking at me like that.”

He huffs more as you bark out a laugh, your hands on his hips as you tug him closer. “Oh, cmon! It’s cute, Will. I’m glad I make you so comfortable.”

You cup his face with one hand, thumb stroking his cheek. Will blinks a bit more, already sleepy again, leaning into your hand with a small sigh. “..I’m really glad I met you..”

A small grin appeared on your face, Will dropping his head onto your shoulder and pressing closer. Sometimes you joked that he could climb inside your skin and he still wouldn’t be close enough, usually being followed up with Will grumbling about you being inside him wasn’t close enough and having a hand put over his mouth.

Will sighed, content and half-asleep. “Can we move ‘t the bed? Wanna go back ‘t sleep..”

You hum in response, helping him up and walking the man to his room, keeping care to move over the dogs scattered across the floor. One raised his head to blink at you two, and you bit back a laugh. “Will. Babe, yknow that saying where a pet looks a lot like his owner?”

Will glared at you, though it wasn’t very threatening as he fell onto his bed and was immediately asleep. You shake your head, laying down and hugging him to your chest.

~~~~~~End~~~~~~

“Oh! {Name!} Hi!” Robin brightened as you walked in, sorting some tools and papers at her desk. “You’re here for Sebby, I assume? He’s downstairs.”

You smile back at the woman, nodding as you adjust your bag. Robin has been super excited when you mentioned a date today, always happy to see you and Sebastian together- maybe she was a bit too invested in her son’s love life, but you couldn’t blame her too much.

The two of you chat for a few minutes before you excuse yourself and go down into the basement, not bothering to knock on your boyfriend’s door.

Sebastian, half in jeans, squawked in surprise as the door opened, stumbling before falling into a heap. You bit back laughter as you move over to help, grinning at the man.

He blinked up at you, hair still wet. “Yoba, you scared me. Erg- are you early? Oh, shit, you aren’t, are you-? Am I late to our own date? I’m so s-“

You cut off his stammering with a small kiss, chuckling. “You’re fine. I finished up my farm work early, I figured I’d come rather than hang around if that’s cool..?”

Sebastian nodded quickly, wincing as he got his jeans all the way up and rubbed the back of his head. “Yeah, yeah. That’s fine. Um, sit. I’ll be ready soon..!”

You plop yourself onto his bed, smirking as you watch your boyfriend move around, hesitating at his dresser. “..hey, um, {Name?}”

He was looking at you, a shy, almost nervous expression on his face. “I was.. uh, wondering if you could do eyeliner for me? Haley mentioned that you know how to and..”

Sebastian chewed on his bottom lip, his pale cheeks tinted red. You grinned, nodding. Emily had sent Haley to buy some eggs from you the other day and she happened to see a eyeshadow palette your mom sent, spurring a conversation about makeup that she was delighted about.

You weren’t a makeup artist of course, but you were fairly good at it from days pre-transition, and still enjoyed using some occasionally. Especially since it made Sebastian stare at your painted face in blatant admiration that he’d try to excuse with something about the heat.

You grin at him, nodding. Sebastian brightened, fumbling through his stuff for a moment before getting a small pencil out and coming back to you. He sat, watching you curiously. “I tried, once. Maru said I looked like a raccoon.”

You snickered a bit at it, grinning. “Well, I’m sure you were the cutest raccoon ever. Okay, close your eyes.”

You settle yourself half on his lap, careful as you began to draw a wing on his eyes. One hand held his jaw, keeping him steady, Sebastian almost holding his breath as if worried he’d mess you up by breathing.

He had his hands resting absently on your hips, his thumbs rubbing gentle circles. Sebastian grumbled a bit, wrinkling his nose. “Feels funny.”

“Mm. You get used to it. Okay, there.” You lean back, grabbing your phone and using the camera to show him. He blinked at his reflection, looking at you. “..wow. I look..”

“Hot?” You supplied helpfully, Sebastian’s cheek flushing as he pushed you a little. You laughed, cupping his face and kissing him. “Seriously. Please learn how to do eyeliner, you look so good.”

He smiled at you as you both leaned back, standing up from the bed. “..I’m glad I met you, {Name.} You’ve done so much for Pelican Town, obviously, but you’ve also done so much for me..”

You soften, beginning to respond before Sebastian springs back, cheeks red as he tugs you upstairs and to his motorcycle. Both yours and his helmets sat next to it, a Christmas present from Robin to ‘keep safe!’

Sebastian glanced at you, gaze gentle and adoring as you help him get the helmet on.

“Okay. Cmon, lets get this date started.”

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!! i wasnt sure how to end it so i’m hoping it was alright, hope you enjoyed it ans thank you for your request!!

Will muttered as he unlocked the door, glaring at his phone. He had been gone on a harsh case for a week, and desperately needed you. Though, it was nearly midnight, and he doubted his boyfriend was awake.

He put his bag down at the door, stepping carefully over some of the sleeping dogs and treading to your shared room, pausing a little when he realized the light was on. You stood up with a little grin as Will moved in, immediately tugging him into a kiss.

Will practically melted against you, sighing softly as one of your hands snaked it’s way into his curls. “What’re you doin’ up..?”

You shrugged, sitting on the bed and watching him flop down. “Wanted to greet you when you came home. Know how tense you are after long cases.”

He closed his eyes at the feeling of soft kisses against his neck, groaning at your hands gently rubbing his back. You squeezed his hip a bit and Will rolled over, looking up at you, a familiar feeling growing in his stomach as you spoke. “You know, I heard that a release can help alleviate stress, if you’d like, love.”

Will nodded with a small swallow, his pants tightening a bit as you palmed him, smiling down at the man. He whined softly, eyes pleading as you quickly undid the zipper and tugged his pants and boxers down.

He tilted his head back with a soft groan as you stroked his cock, barely hearing the opening and closing of the lube bottle you kept on the bedside table. He groaned a bit as two fingers slipped into his tight hole, the lube cold as Will shifted, opening his eyes to stare up at you.

Will cried out when you bent your fingers, hitting his prostate. He whined gently, groaning as a third finger slid in. “Please, baby. Need you..”

You responded with another kiss, quickly tugging the rest of your clothes off and admiring the man underneath you. He huffed, grabbing the bottle and putting lube on his hand, stroking your cock to full hardness with a red face. You grinned, one hand messing with his nipples and earning a small squeak.

Will laid onto his back at your hand on his chest, spreading his legs slightly. He shut his eyes as you carefully pushed into his hole, moaning out and gripping your shoulder

You nipped his neck, waiting for a nod before beginning to thrust, Will gasping out your name in a mix of moans. “Such a good boy, Will. Taking me so well..”

He started to respond, crying out when one of your hands started jerking him off, his tip leaking. “Fuck- please, {Name!}”

You mumbled again about how good he was, kissing Will roughly. He moaned out as he came, spraying his stomach and your hand, vision going dizzy as you chased your own orgasam.

He tipped his head back with a groan as you finished. He whined as you pulled out and left him mostly empty, grinning down at him. “What, pretty boy? Let me go get you a towel.”

Will just huffed softly, watching as his boyfriend got up, shifting a bit. He grabbed his boxers off the floor, face ablaze at the soreness between his thighs.

You came back with a water and a towel, humming as you pressed another kiss against his lips and wiped him off, throwing the towel into the hamper before getting into the bed.

He rolled onto his side, pressing against your chest a soft groan. You smiled lightly, rubbing his side. “You did so good, baby. I love you so much.”

Prince Alhaitham has nearly never had the word no said to him. He’s the darling boy of his equally darling grandmother, and the beloved prince by the kingdom. He’s certainly never had someone- besides his mother, of course, - yell at him

So, when the overwhelmingly pretty gardener's son broke that streak, he was very taken aback. He was walking through the gardens as he usually did on empty schedules, and stepped right into a newly planted azalea bush.

A man- a very beautiful man, at that, turned from where he was speaking to the main gardener, Tighnari. His guard, Cyno, was quite infatuated with the male. The stranger had marched over, eyes full of fury. “What the hell are you doing?! I just planted those! Are you blind?!”

He had just stared at the man, his blonde hair pulled back hastily and red eyes sharp as if daring him to argue back. There was a smear of dirt on his cheek that he nearly reached out to brush away. Haitham decided in that moment he was in love and simply had to have the man.

Cyno had no objections to their mornings being consumed by Alhaitham roaming the gardens and striking up small talk with Kaveh- the son of the sweet gardener, he learned. He was able to sneak off with Tighnari on more than one occasion while Alhaitham and Kaveh bickered.

Haitham sighed as he sat at his desk, looking at his valet. “Will you summon Kaveh to my room, please? I do not wish to be disturbed afterwards unless I call for you. Thank you..”

The gardener boy came in soon enough, looking almost nervous for once. Alhaitham decided he hated the look of fear on Kaveh and vowed to kiss it off. He smiled gently, pouring them both a cup of wine. “Sit. Please. You’re not in trouble, I merely wanted to speak to you.”

Kaveh sat, folding his hands into his lap. Alhaitham adjusted his seat so they were facing each other, close enough he could reach out and touch the target of his desires. He downed the wine, taking a deep breath.

“I’m sure you’ve noticed that I’ve taken a liking to you, Kaveh. You are.. to put it simply, the most angelic man I’ve had the fortune to set my eyes on. Perhaps out of the entire world. I fear if I am unable to touch you- worship you, I may die.”

He silenced himself, watching the way those beautiful eyes widened. Kaveh swallowed thickly, gripping the fabric on his leg tightly. “You.. this is a cruel joke, Prince. It’s unkind to play with the feelings of a poor peasant,” he said softly, voice wavering. Alhaitham smiled, shifting closer. He tentatively placed a hand on Kaveh’s knee, staring at his pretty face.

“It’s not a joke, angel. You’ve consumed my dreams.” Alhaitham whispered, sliding the hand up slowly and relishing in the soft gasp that escaped Kaveh’s lips. They looked so soft, and he craved the right to kiss them. 

Kaveh stared at him, the gap merely inches- Alhaitham was getting drunk on the sweet, floral and honeyed scent from Kaveh. He leaned forward with sudden vigor, kissing Alhaitham like he couldn’t live without it.

His hands slid eagerly up Kaveh’s body and rested on his thighs for a moment, before effortlessly scooping the older male up and moving to the bed. Alhaitham kissed him again, pulling away merely for the need to breathe. 

“Pri- Haitham. I don’t..” Kaveh closed his eyes, lips swollen and pink. “I do not have the body you think I do. I was- I was born a woman. I’m sorry..” 

Alhaitham tilted his head, giving him a little, adoring smile. “Why would that matter to me? I would worship your body even if you had nothing. I will coax pleas from your mouth with whatever you have.”

He kissed away the tears threatening to spill from those eyes. Kaveh pushed him off as they undressed, sliding off the bed and onto his knees. The way he was so easily pushed around made Alhaitham’s throat go dry, and his boxers tent even more so. 

Kaveh grinned up at him, pulling the briefs down and pressing kisses to his inner thighs. Haitham gasped when one of those beautiful, soft hands wrapped around his cock and stroked slowly. “Oh, fuck..”

He watched the man shut his eyes, kissing the head of his cock and then slowly sliding it into his mouth. It took every inch of self-restraint Alhaitham had not to buck up into his warm, wet mouth. He wasn’t convinced Kaveh was not an incubus, gasps and pleas for more escaping his lips at Kaveh sucked.

“Fuck- fuck, god- stop stop stop-!” He moaned out loudly. Kaveh pulled off, looking up at him with a spooked expression. “What? What did I do wrong?”

Haitham wanted to curse himself forever, pulling Kaveh up onto the bed. “I want to finish with you, angel.”

The gardener grinned, reaching up and pulling Haitham into another all-consuming kiss that he gladly returned. 

“Angel, may I?” He whispered, hands resting on Kaveh’s boxers. He watched the way he nibbled on his lip and wished Kaveh was biting on his neck instead. He watched the way he slowly, shyly nodded and broke in a grin. 

He tugged them off, leaving them both completely naked. Haitham stared- how can a mortal man be this perfect? It was unfair. He shook his head clean of thise thoughts, kissing every inch of Kaveh. He started at the lips in his dreams, slowly moving down his chest and stomach until he reached his thighs.

Alhaitham kissed each one, eyes shut as he pressed a gentle kiss to Kaveh’s pretty bottom growth. His head spun at the little cry that escaped, giving it a tiny, gentle suck and rubbing his pussy. Kaveh moaned this time, hand in his hair.

He smirked a little, licking up his folds and pushing a finger in slowly. The noises Kaveh made were going straight to his cock.

“Oh god- Haitham- prince..!” He whimpered, grinding against his face with a desperate moan. Haitham closed his eyes, eating Kaveh out like a starved man. 

He opened his eyes to look up at the man, lapping up his wetness. Kaveh had thrown his head back onto the pillow, back slightly arched as sounds of pleasure escaped him.

“Haith- ‘m gonna- please please please-“ Kaveh sobbed out, Haitham giving his hips a gentle squeeze as his tongue dipped deeper in. The older man cried loudly, pressing Alhaitham’s face deeper into his pussy as he came. 

Alhaitham sat back, licking his fingers and his slick-covered lips slowly. Kaveh stared down at him, eyes dark with arousal. He grinned up at his angel, crawling up as kissing him.

“Do you want me to finish you off..?” Kaveh asked softly, sliding his hand down and touching Haitham’s softened cock. He looked down, confused. Alhaitham grinned sheepishly, kissing his neck. “..I may or may not of came untouched because of you, darling.”

He kissed Kaveh’s throat and shoulders, gentle and soft. The blonde man’s face was reddened, tilting his head away. “I should leave, prince.”

Alhaitham frowned at him, shaking his head. “Please stay. I promise it’ll be safe, angel. I want you to stay with me..” 

Kaveh swallowed, then sighed. “Fine. I suppose it’d be rude to leave you immediately after the best orgasm of my life..”

His eyes brightened, pressing happy kisses against his fair skin. Alhaitham wrapped his arms around Kaveh’s waist,  laying them both down comfortably on the bed.

“You are the most beautiful man I’ve ever had the ability to look at,” Alhaitham whispered, eyes closed as sleep tugged at him. “If you just say the word, I’d give you the entire kingdom. I’d marry you immediately.”

he met you on a one of the Chesapeake Ripper cases

he was a bit startled at first from how much taller you were compared to him, and the fact you could most likely pick him up easily

at first he thought you would be one of those arrogant agents who thought the were better than everyone else.

when you brought him coffee on a late night, he felt warm inside as you kept him company, even despite the number of files he had.

the late night coffees soon turned into nearby diner lunches, and soon enough, he worked up the courage to ask you out on a proper date.

You went out almost every day that week, and on Friday night the two of you ended up at your house

He felt so comfortable against your chest, cuddled up there as a movie played, your muscular arm wrapped around his body.

As your relationship progressed, he realized how much he craved your touch, always pressing into you at home or putting a hand on your arm or leg at work.

On bad cases, you’d comfort each other with soft cuddles at home.

You walked into the house around 1 a.m, not expecting to see Will seated at the couch, pouring over paper with a frown you so desperately wanted to kiss away.

He glanced up as you dropped your bag down, carefully moving over multiple relaxed dogs to sit next to your boyfriend. He gave a tired smile, closing his eyes as your hand made it’s way into his hair.

Will sighed softly, letting himself be pulled off the couch and to your shared bed “{Name}, I really have to finish my work.”

You chuckled softly, picking him up bridal style quite easily. It took the male by surprise, earning a yelp from him.

“{Name!}” He shifted in your arms, eyes wide. You snorted

“I’m drawing you a bath, and then I’m going to make you the best fucking dinner of your life.” You just grinned at your boyfriend, placing him on the edge of the tub to start the water.

He groaned a little, trying “But.. I need to feed the dogs-“

You swallowed the rest of his sentence with a soft kiss, the agent relaxing quickly into your arms. He sighed softly, letting you tug off his clothes and place him into the warm water.

“I’ll call when i’m done with the food, but don’t feel the need to rush.” You hummed, leaving Will there to start some food. You were no Hannibal, but you were relatively good at cooking.

About an hour later he came out with wet hair, dressed in sweatpants and one of your hoodies. You felt a tug on your heart, seeing the smaller man in your clothing.

He smiled nervously at you, sitting down and accepting the glass of wine you held out. The two of you talked happily over the food, leaving the dishes in the sink for the morning.

Will gave a soft, satisfied groan as he snuggled against your chest, arms wrapping around his body.

You hopped out of the way of the traveler’s blade, hissing out as you two circled each other. Your body ached from cuts and bruises, though you could see the tiredness starting to sag in his body. This traveler was indeed quite good, as you had heard stories from others- including Childe, boasting about how tight the battle was.

You eyed an opening, figuring with a final blow you could defeat this boy and finish the business in Inazuma. As you went for it, a rather strong gust of electro from the traveler had you stumbling back, gasping out as you fell and clutched your side, growling out in pain.

The traveler stepped back quickly, already on defense mode as the Raiden Shogun entered. You felt a small bit of hope that quickly dwindled as she stepped past him, the little fairy creature watching with big frightened eyes. Still, your pride had you believe that this woman- even as an archon, wouldn’t dare hurt a Harbinger. You stumbled to your feet; shouting orders at her to stop.

A burst of panic wound around your heart, squeezing it until every bit of pride and dignity fled your body, leaving you pleading for mercy as you stumbled back from the blade “Please..! I’ll leave Inazuma for good, I swear on the Tsaritsa!”

You fell away as she continued to approach, eyes cold, and you eyed the Traveler behind her as you gripped the two charms in your pocket- one of the only things left you had of your sisters. Little charms of a music note for Barbara, and a dandelion for Jean. You took a deep, shuddering breath as everything slowed down, the blade mere inches away. The charms left your hand as they left with what little strength you had, and you watched the traveler instinctively catch them with a startled expression, your eyes shutting as the blade swung down with a single thought left;

‘Jean, Barbara, I’m so sorry.’

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Aether walked slowly across the bridge into Mondstat, still holding the little charms as his head spun. He hadn’t figured it out until much later with everything happening, but that was definitely the brother Barbara mentioned so fondly. Paimon flew next to him, quiet for once as they paused at the gates, breathing in the familiar air.

Barbara ran up to the two, smiling brightly “Traveler! You’re back! How was everything?” His heartbeat quickened in guilt, looking down at the floor “Hi, Barbara.. erm, I actually need to speak to you and Jean. Preferably in her office..?” The girl smiled brightly and nodded, leading him there.

She continued talking about the church and how everything else had been going, though Aether barely caught the words until they reached Jean’s door, the woman’s voice flowing through in a familiarity that made him want to cry.

The Acting Grant Master smiled warmly at the three of them, Barbara sitting as they turned to look at Aether. He swallowed back the lump growing in his throat, holding out the charms.

The office was quiet for what felt like hours to him, before Barbara’s wail broke through the silence, sobs overtaking the girl. He stared at the ground, only looking up at a shaking word “H-how..?”

Aether looked up at Jean, all the color gone from her face and eyes full of tears, mouth agape as she stared at the little charms. He swallowed again, gently placing them down and telling her about everything that happened in Inazuma.

She closed her eyes for a moment as he finished, before opening them and sending a small glance at her sobbing little sister, voice breaking as she spoke “Thank you, Aether. I think.. I think Barbara and I need to be alone together.” He stood, sharing a small look with Paimon before quietly hugging Jean and leaving her office, head down.

Weeks later, there was a new grave with a dandelion and musical note engraved, letters a bright white color that stuck out against the gray stone.

You and Barbara, being closer in age, were best friends growing up.

Both of you looked up to Jean, and both wanted to do great things just like her.

Jean always rambled to you about the Fatui when they caused problems, making you go out and confront them.

Instead of what you planned, Signora saw the potential in you, the power. She recruited you, telling you with your help they can make Teyvat a better place under Tsaritsa’s rule.

You were more then happy to join, climbing the ranks quickly to Harbinger.

Your vision-wielding was already powerful, so when Tsaritsa boosted it you felt almost like an archon yourself.

The power corrupted you enough to not care about the Fatui’s violent ways, focused only on getting all the nations under her control.

Neither of your sisters knew, so when Barbara saw you talking to the Fatui members at the Goth Hotel, she chalked it up to your friendliness and walked over

She was thoroughly confused when she heard you giving them orders, before the realization struck that you, her dear brother, was part of the corrupted force.

Barbara ran to Jean’s office before she could even think, blurting out what she saw the moment the door opened.

They, after talking and looking more into proof you were a harbinger, confronted you at Starsnatch Cliff.

They tried to convince you to quit, but you refused, a heated argument starting

You weren’t sure who started the fight, but it happened.

You slashed your weapon at Jean with anger she had never seen from you before, just barely blocking it with her sword. Barbara squeaked from the side, tending to the smallish wound on her arm from you as she tried to help her big sister.

Jean dodged another attack, only defending against you,

“Please, {Name!} Lets talk about this! I don’t want to hurt you!” She fell back at one attack, your weapon drawing blood from your sister’s leg and earning a gasp of pain from her. Barbara started to move over quickly before Jean put a hand up, using her sword to pull herself up.

“The Fatui are evil, {Name.} You can still leave. You can still stop- you don’t need to help them!”

You stepped back, eyes hard

“Evil? I’m doing this for us, Jean! You won’t have to work as hard when Tsaritsa is ruling - both of you can rest!”

Barbara spoke up, eyes wide and tear-filled “Please, {little/big} brother. You aren’t like this, you shouldn’t have this power.”

“You don’t see it yet, but you will, sisters. I’ll bring prosperity and peace to Teyvat and you’ll thank us.” You activated your delusion, and they watched as armor surrounded your growing body.

Both your normal vision and electricity surrounded you, and you lunged at Jean. She rolled out of the way quickly, blocking another attack as Barbara sent some supports. You sighed

“I didn’t want it to come to this. You’ll be thankful someday.”

With a burst of electro energy, you sent Jean flying off the edge and leaving her just barley saving herself with a sword embedded into the mountain side. Barbara gasped, running over to help her sister. You watched as she pulled the injured woman up, both staring at you.

“{Name}…” Barbara trailed off, now crying.

You grinned a bit, pulling on your coat as Zhongli watched you from the bed. He gave a confused little smile “Dear, where are you going?”

You grinned up at the man “It’s snowing! Come on, come out with me? Please?” He paused a moment, before giving a lighthearted sigh at your pleading face, one that he’s rather weak to, and stood up to collect his own coat “Alright, my love. I’ll make some tea for us when we come back inside.”

He smiled softly at your excited face, following you out into the freshly fallen snow, watching as you shot off, laughing happily. Zhongli followed you through the snow, giving a startled noise when you suddenly chucked a small ball at him, before laughing and scooping up his own, larger ball and throwing it. You laughed happily as it hit you right back, grinning as you ran off, occasionally throwing some at him, and vice versa.

Zhongli caught up to you soon enough, arms wrapping around you and leaning in for a kiss. You fell back in fits of giggles, pulling him down with you into the snow. He blinked slightly, shaking the powdery coldness from his hair before smiling down softly at you.

He leaned down quickly, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss, before getting the two of you up, taking your hand into his