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roundup of may's @yuriolympics genshin fills!

covering me under cotton and calicoes - chiori/kirara, 1k, G

“I don't speak cat,” Chiori reminds her with a tired sigh. The corner of her mouth quirks in fond amusement. “What is this you've brought me? It better not be a dead mouse.”

the wonder that's keeping the stars apart - amber/collei, 1k, G

This is not the humid, sweltering rainforest of Gandharva Ville that she's grown so accustomed to – she's visiting Liyue, renting a room in Wangshu Inn for Lantern Rite, with Amber. Amber.

to noisemaking (for the love of it) - 2k, assortment of wlw drabbles ~500 words each, G

loosely themed around music, featuring:

guizhong x madame ping

furina x lynette

hu tao x xinyan

Pairing: Kirara x Chiori

Tags: Birthday, Birthday Sex, Picnics, Improper Use of Visions (Genshin Impact), Geo Visions (Genshin Impact), Dildos, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Tails

Summary:

What do you give the girl who has everything? According to Kirara, it’s a new memory in a cherished place.

Read on Ao3

The seamstress and the nekomata sat on a familiar hill overlooking the Fontainian ocean. It was a perfect day for a picnic, and Kirara knew how much this location meant to her girlfriend. Girlfriend. The term still felt weird rolling off her prickly tongue. It seemed like just yesterday she was following Chiori in her youkai form as she ventured out into the Inazuman wild in search of inspiration for her next creation.

“Kirara, dear, it is my birthday, you know. I’d like to hear you say something other than ‘Let’s eat!’”

The girl snapped back to reality. “Meow! Sorry, Chiori! I was just thinking about how we first met. Do you remember?”

She smiled at her softly. “How could I forget? It was back when I was still living in Inazuma. You kept batting at the colorful patterned fabric I was carrying through Chinju Forest. When I turned around, you rubbed your head against my ankles and then looked up at me with those striking emerald eyes of yours. That’s where I found inspiration for the design that put me on the map, you know. Imagine my surprise when a courier with those same eyes came by my shop to drop off a package,” she reminisced while scratching under her chin.

The girl chuckled. “You were always so nice to me without even knowing who I was! Well, except for that one time you called me ‘bad kitty’ because you were worried I'd leave claw marks all over your beautiful textiles.”

Chiori narrowed her eyes. “Do you have any idea how expensive that silk was? I was well within my rights. Don’t pout, love. It’s unbecoming of that adorable face of yours.”

They sat and enjoyed the summer breeze, chatting about the seamstress’ ideas for the new season and Kirara’s latest deliveries. Suddenly, the nekomata took her girlfriend’s hand in hers.

“You know, Chiori…I’ve always admired you. Back in Inazuma, I was constantly worried I’d never be seen as more than a strange, mangy cat. I’d often go to Lady Miko and ask her for tips on how to blend into human society better. You were the first one to treat me with kindness even after you discovered I wasn’t just a youkai. You even helped me tailor the clothes I'm wearing now! They sure beat running around in a beat-up hand-me-down kimono.”

The seamstress squeezed back in reassurance. “Think nothing of it. Despite our differences, we’re actually quite similar, you know. Unabashedly following our dreams and working hard to make a name for ourselves. You have a lot to be proud of, dear.”

Kirara sniffled, moved by her words. This was supposed to be Chiori’s birthday, not hers! It was time to reveal the reason she picked this spot. “Um, baby…I know you told me not to get you anything…” Her girlfriend stared daggers at her. “…AND I didn’t! But I still wanted to give you something that would be a memory we could share…if it’s something you’d be okay with.”

“Go on…”

“Well, you’d say this is a pretty remote location, right?”

“I can’t say I’ve ever seen a passerby in all the time I’ve come here to ruminate. Why do you ask?”

The nekomata leaned in closer, peering up at her with sly intent. “Youkai are really in their element…outdoors. We’ve got a comfy picnic blanket, the weather is perfect…”

“…Are you insinuating what I think you are?”

Kirara began to purr loudly, her ears shuddering in excitement.

“You bad little kitty…the way you gaze at new and intriguing things still hasn’t changed after so many years,” the seamstress whispered before closing the distance between them. The youkai pounced on top of her, pushing her backward onto the cover. The grass beneath them was surprisingly cushy, making for a comfortable alternative to a bed.

Pairing: Chiori x Kirara

Tags: Youkai, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Tail Sex, Cat Puns, Fontaine (Genshin Impact), Inazuma (Genshin Impact)

Summary:

Kirara is in Fontaine for a delivery...but also to see Chiori. After ripping a hole in her skirt during a nap in a tree in Sumeru, she needs practiced hands to fix her back up (and maybe take care of some other things...)

Read on Ao3

Chioriya Boutique, though situated on the busiest street in Fontaine's Quartier Lyonnais, was suspiciously quiet tonight. The simple yet elegant sign hanging from the front window read “Closed” in the Thundering Seamstress’ signature script. Be that as it may, Chiori did make exceptions for certain special clients. Although the front office was dark, what many people didn’t know was she often did most of her private tailoring work in the back.

Tonight, that client was Kirara. It was always an occasion for celebration when the Gold Level Courier of Komaniya Express came to town with a delivery. Chiori was never the lonely sort, but she wouldn’t turn down the chance to see a friend from her home country. The nekomata had sent her a letter ahead of time informing her she’d be in Fontaine for a few days bearing some sweet treats from Inazuma.

Hey Chiori!

Please don’t get mad, but I kinda sorta accidentally ripped my skirt when I was taking a nap in a tree in Sumeru…it’s a long story. I’m in Fontaine on a delivery next week and I was hoping you might be able to stitch it back up for me like old times. I’ll pay you in dango!

Miss you,

Kirara

Chiori had scoffed and shaken her head. You never change, do you, Kirara? She had mentioned old times. While the seamstress did miss Inazuman delicacies, there was something else she’d been craving lately. I’ll have to see what else she’s willing to throw in as a tip.

The door to the shop rattled slightly, the tinkle of a bell nearly imperceptible had she not been longing to hear it.

“Pssst! Chiori! It’s me!”

She quickly let the youkai inside.

“Kirara, darling. Punctual as usual I see.” Her eyes shifted downward to survey the damage to her handiwork. “…and as careless when it comes to your outfit,” she chastised with a click of her tongue.

The nekomata smiled sheepishly, her sharp canines peeking out from between her lips. “Eheheh…yeaaaaa sorry about that. Good thing my latest assignment brought me right to you, huh?”

“Indeed,” Chiori agreed. “Now, let’s not dawdle. To the back with you,” she commanded, giving her a sharp slap on the ass. Kirara’s two tails stood at attention.

“Yow! Chiori! Easy!” She tried to play it cool, but her yokai instincts told her this night would likely last longer than just the time it took to repair her outfit.

They situated themselves and the seamstress got to work, her needle weaving in and out swiftly but precisely.

“Gee, you’ve always been really good with your hands, huh?” Kirara never liked awkward silences and decided she’d try to get her to open up a bit.

“Hmmm…yes. I’d venture to say one couldn’t open the most renowned boutique in Teyvat without skilled fingers,” she countered. The youkai’s tails swayed back and forth, signaling calm and trust. “Kirara, if I may…I need to shift the fabric to get this stitch right. It requires me to touch your tails. I just don’t want to frighten you.”

Kirara stilled. “Um…yea it’s fine. I do love it when you brush my fur, so I’m used to the feel of your fingers. Just…be gentle.”

“Of course, dear,” she reassured her. The fabric of the woman’s gloves always did something to the nekomata that she couldn’t accurately describe. Her touch felt like satin on silk and Kirara shuddered with pleasure just thinking about it. Chiori reached for the base of her twin tails, softly shifting the hole she had made to accommodate them. Holding them both steady so as not to have any of the fur catch, she heard a quiet rumble start.

“Kirara? Is that you?”

“You took the measurements an entire week ago. I know you have a long waiting list, but the wedding is coming up soon, so surely you can make mine a priority...” The Fontainian woman pauses, adjusting the wide, floppy brim of her hat. Her nose crinkles in distaste. “Since when did you get a pet? There better not be any cat hair on my dress.” “She's not a pet,” Chiori replies coolly. The cat curled in her lap purrs louder as Chiori scratches beneath her chin, cold eyes fixed on her customer. “And you should be aware that rush orders cost extra. I was not informed of any such deadline at our last appointment, therefore I am not obliged to meet it.”

another round of @yuriolympics genshin fics! ♪(´▽｀)

I'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror - furina/yun jin, 1.1k, G

 “Are you working on some sort of musical collaboration? A joint opera production? Would you describe the two of you as good friends?” “Very good friends,” Yun Jin agrees calmly, over Furina's nervous giggle.

dissatisfaction guaranteed - chiori/kirara, short poem

in which chiori shall pen a litany of complaints

plus a little promo for my chioraras in fic format: here and here!