#noctin

Meet Noctin! He(/they) has mixed Liyue/Mondstadt heritage, but currently resides within the fortress, as the Chief of Administration. Aka he does the paperwork now.

Holightgender

A xenogender related to the winter holidays, the dark, nighttime, candles, lights, and celebrating.

Term comes from ‘holiday’ and ‘light’.

For @croweatingmogai for coiningiftcember.

The Fortress of Meropide

"Here's another batch of signed med forms, direct from Miss Sigewinne."

Wriothesley looked up from his own work to find Noctin holding a folder out to him. As he went to take it, he couldn't help himself-

He wrapped his fingers around the base of Noctin's wrist and gently pulled him forward. Wriothesley pressed his lips to the inside of Noctin's wrist, right above the veins. Then he took the file.

"Thank you, mon cher."

Wriothesley looked up with a smile, to be blessed with the sight of Noctin, still stunned by the action. His ears were ever so slightly turning red as he searched for the words to say.

"I- How long have you been working on that, Duke?"

Wriothesley chuckled. "Long enough to be happily surprised by the outcome. You liked that, didn't you, love?"

Noctin crossed his arms, his ears still bright red. "Your offering has pleased me, yes."

Wriothesley laughed out loud, setting the forms aside. He offered his hand to Noctin with a gentle smile. "I must confess, that's not the only thing I've been working on."

Noctin took the offered hand, and let himself be guided around the desk. "Oh, please do tell, my Duke."