#threeshot

you, who were painfully oblivious to the glares of jealousy exchanged between the two when you accepted an offer to a visit to the jade chamber or a night out with the crux. you, who drove the girls to madness whenever you came around in a form-fitting uniform made by the adventurer’s guild. you, who both beidou and ningguang agreed they had to have.

nobody could be quite sure how it had ended up this way; all three of you sitting on the edge of the jade chamber as the sun began to set over liyue harbor with you in the middle. beidou could hardly keep her eye off of you, admiring the way the sun made your face absolutely beam with tranquility. ningguang, on the other hand, stole an occasional glance at the two beside her, remaining as composed as she could.

“i’ve never seen a view so gorgeous.” you finally said, breaking the comfortable silence. the smile that pulled at your lips couldn’t be feigned and ningguang hummed in agreement.

“neither have i.”

a bit more time had passed and the sunlight began to dim, the town below now glowing with lanterns and torches. few words had been exchanged between you three until you asked, “how come you sent your staff away today? is there something important happening?”

beidou coughed into the back of her hand and ningguang visibly tensed, though momentarily. “no, not exactly. i just had something to tell you both… in private.”

this gathered the attention of both you and beidou, clearly this being news to her as well. of course, you thought it might be something involving the jade chamber itself considering beidou was one of ningguang’s closest confidants. yes, that was it.

“i would like to make you both aware of some… feelings that i have begun to harbor for you. the two of you.” ningguang wasn’t sure if the redness in beidou’s cheeks was due to alcohol or her own embarrassment, but she persisted when not even you spoke up. “y/n. beidou. if it is alright with you, would you consider both being my partners?”

your lips parted but no words could come out. heat crept up to your face and you probably looked like an idiot. turning to see beidou’s reaction, her lips had been pressed into a thin line but her expression didn’t differ much from yours. neither of you could meet the silver haired woman’s eyes and ningguang felt her heart sink an inch.

maybe she had been wrong about beidou possibly reciprocating her feelings and you liking the opposite-

“i’d love to!”

her ruby eyes tilting just a bit she saw a glow in your pupils that not even the sun could cause. the grin on your face made her own lips turn upwards. your gentle hand fell onto her thigh and she accepted the gesture,

“i thought i’d be the one to ask.”

laughter rang out and beidou snuck her arm around your waist, letting your head fall onto her chest. “i should probably admit something.” you managed once your giggles subsided and the two watched yet another blush color your cheeks. “i’ve never had a partner before - let alone two.”

“so you’ve never kissed anyone before?” beidou asked. she felt your body tense against her side and you awkwardly cleared your throat upon recalling the time you had asked kaeya to teach you almost two years ago when you first became an adventurer. being stationed in mondstadt was… well, certainly an adventure when you were around him.

“not anybody i liked. someone tried to teach me once but… i found out i don’t like men that way.” ningguang chuckled, observing the way you seemed to shrink into yourself the more you talked like a scared puppy. “i would like to learn, though.”

you felt beidou pull you flush against her body and, with her free hand, tilt your chin up to face her. you always found her eye so entrancing, like a gorgeous gem that drew in anybody who looked at it for too long. “do ya want it gentle?” she stole a look at ningguang, who flushed at yours and beidou’s proximity. “or do you want me to show ya? i don’t mind watching.”

gulping thickly, you stumbled on your own words before managing “gentle.”

“good choice.” beidou said lowly before allowing you to turn to her - and your - partner.

“we should bring this inside. it’s too dark and some guards may be coming back soon.” agreeing, ningguang guided your wobbly self into the jade chamber. into her bedroom.

“you’re doing good, y/n,” ningguang said reassuringly as she brushed a stray hair from your eyes. her usually neatly done red lipstick was smeared over yours and her fair complexion had been flushed a deep red. she had been seated on the edge of her bed with you straddling her plump thighs, fit with beidou’s chest pressing against your back.

the brunette’s hands wandered over your body, even having the courtesy to begin dismantling your uniform after you complained about being too hot, but avoided your most sensitive parts. probably on purpose, probably because even she was nervous.

“i feel… funny.” your voice trembled as ningguang pulled you in for yet another kiss, gentle and sweet with her tongue prodding at your bottom lip. she let you guide, as messy and shaky as you were, planting your hands on her waist. “n-ningguang,” you moaned softly, instinctively rutting in her lap.

you felt pathetic and nearly expected ningguang to show disgust. beidou’s hum of approval snapped the white haired woman out of her own thoughts. “seems like you wanna know a bit more than just kissing, huh, pretty?” her tone wasn’t as condescending as you thought it’d be but you still nodded shamefully.

she turned to ningguang for her consent, a cocky grin on her pretty lips like she already knew the answer. it was only confirmed when she nodded and let beidou get comfortable on her bed after slipping out of her shorts. “now that,” she patted her bare thighs, “i can help with.”

you crawled on top of her, feeling tiny under her piercing gaze. “don’t be shy, princess. i’ll be as gentle as i can, alright?” her calloused hands rested on your hips, now adorning nothing but your panties, and rested you on her thigh. “you’re so pretty.”

behind you, ningguang knelt, in the midst of slipping out of her dress. “let us know if anything’s too much. beidou,” ningguang locked eyes with the captain once more, a warning glance, “don’t be too rough with her.”

beidou raised her hands in feigned surrender before propping herself up against the pillows and meeting you for a kiss. she was much different from ningguang. immediately, she pushed against your mouth and sucked on your bottom lip, even biting the plump flesh. you grabbed onto her shoulder for leverage, helplessly rutting against her thigh in response.

“she’s so worked up already,” ningguang was almost jealous of how quickly beidou was able to unwind you. she guided your hips, smoothing out your pace, “and her noises are quite cute, hm?” beidou mindlessly agreed, too engrossed in ravaging your body with her rough hands. it wasn’t particularly rough, persay, but you could sense her desperation.

the silver haired girl moved your hair out of the way before latching her reddened lips onto your neck. her bare breasts pushed up against your back and you felt her hold on you travel up to your waist. “wait.” you broke free from beidou’s lips and turned to the girl behind you, her face creased with concern. “t-this isn’t fair, let me touch you, as well!”

beidou’s laugh rang out. “well, if our princess asks, right?” she had you sit with your back flush against her, ningguang kneeling before the both of you. you let your eyes drag down ningguang’s body, flushing at the sight. she was much prettier proportion-wise and you would have felt insecure if she didn’t have the same look in her ruby eyes when you met her gaze.

“go on,” beidou cooed lustfully into your ear, “touch her. don’t be scared, pretty.” ningguang allowed your shaky fingers to explore her, beginning at her waist. you grabbed and pulled her closer, yearning practically radiating off of you. a honey soaked moan tore from her throat when your hand found her breast, experimentally kneading the pillowy flesh. meanwhile beidou’s calloused hands slid down to your pretty panties and circled your clit through the thin fabric. your legs parted like it was second nature and more pressure was applied.

your movements went ragged and you grabbed at ningguang’s hips, your head falling onto her chest as curses slipped past your lips. “don’t overdo it yet, bei.” ningguang strained against another cry when you weakly started sucking on her skin, leaving hickey after hickey in your wake until you reached her jaw. 

“you okay?” beidou asked, taking a moment to remove herself from your shoulder until you nodded. that was the only warning she gave before swiftly sliding your panties aside and running the tip of her middle finger through your slicked folds. “god, you’re so wet already.” you whimpered, bucking shamelessly into her touch. you returned the favor to the woman in front of you, drinking her pretty noises up when you found her clit.

“beidou!” you cried her name out when her finger slid into you, the sensation numbing your body. ningguang tilted your chin up, pressing her lips to yours and guiding your own hand against her cunt. your finger slid in easily, her surprised moan muffled by your mouth. ningguang’s free hand smoothed beidou’s head before traveling down to her jaw, her thumb prodding at her lower lip. beidou, instantly getting the memo, allowed her entrance, taking her index and middle finger onto her tongue. she sucked on them, wetting them nicely for her.

once ningguang decided it was enough, she removed them and pressed them to beidou’s slick cunt. “fuck.” the brunette hissed as the silver haired girl stuffed her with two fingers right away. she always knew beidou was never a fan of dragged out foreplay. each pace was messy and inconsistent, hands grabbing and tongues exchanging between each of you. 

“you’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” beidou slurred as she admired your scrunched up face and angelic whines, “go ahead ’n cum on my fingers.” her free hand kneaded your tit, drawing moan after moan out of you and making your walls spasm. “good girl.”

needless to say, even after you came on beidou’s fingers, the night was eventful until dawn broke.

My eyebrows furrowed. Hobbits weren’t meant to be anywhere near Rivendell… My thoughts trailed back to the forest. Thorin mentioned a hobbit. What strange company he keeps.

The hobbit unlocked our cells and beckoned for everyone to exit. Thorin leaped up from beside me to follow his fellow dwarves out of the prison. The hobbit frowned at me. “Who’re you?”

“She’s with me.” Thorin answered in a gruff voice.

The hobbit tilted his head to the side in confusion but decided against asking anything more. I figured he knew Thorin wouldn’t deign to answer. How long have they known each other? I nodded distractedly and followed after Thorin.

Rather than lead us to the exit, the hobbit led us to the wine cellar. A couple of dwarves complained but grew silent upon seeing slumbering elves at a table nearby. My lips twisted into a sly grin. I tiptoed over to the elves.

“You! Get back here.” Thorin whisper-commanded from a bit away. I grinned back, my eyes flashing in excitement. I hadn’t had the chance to mess with people in such a long time~

My hands easily dove into their pockets despite the lack of practice. I swiped some gold coins. Atop the table, I left the top of an acorn and a feather. I hopped back to the group.

The hat-dwarf pointed at the gifts. “What’s all that about?”

“Gifts. As thanks for letting us escape.” I paused. “And in return for the coins,” I added as an afterthought.

He chuckled. “Well, they’re not really letting us escape-”

“I give thanks nonetheless.” I cut him off sternly. He blinked at my intensity and quieted. I would not have my traditions questioned by some infant dwarf.

We turned to the hobbit. He smiled nervously and gestured towards the barrels. “Ehm.. Get in.”

I eyed him for a beat. Was this a trick? I peered inside a barrel. No iron on the inside, these were elven barrels, made with the fae in mind--allies at the time. The rings around it were steel. I nodded and promptly climbed into a barrel.

The others were not so willing.

“Get in a barrel?? Bilbo, you must’ve lost it. We need to get *out,* not further in.” One of them lectured.

I peered out of my barrel to watch them. Thorin took a step forward. He scrutinized the hobbit and I. Or, I suppose the hobbit had a name. Bilbo. That was useful information.

Their leader inclined his head towards Bilbo. “I trust him.” He climbed into a barrel far from mine. The others were hesitant but ultimately followed suit. Do they always follow their leader? Such mindless beings…

Once situated, we looked to Bilbo for guidance. He smiled confidently and strode over to a lever. My eyes widened, only now seeing the outline on the floor.

He pulled the lever, plunging us into darkness. The floor dropped with my stomach. We rolled down, down, down, and splashed into the water below. I breathed a sigh of relief, pushing up from my barrel.

I bumped into Thorin and he frowned, leaning away to urge his barrel faster. I tittered to myself. Some dwarves in the past had been more than happy to fall under my spell, dancing the night away… It seemed Thorin would need more convincing.

But that only intrigued me more. I eyed him as he crashed down the river. You won’t escape me so easily, dwarf.

Horns sounded loudly from behind us. I whipped my head around to look. Bilbo was a ways behind us, in someone else’s barrel. It seems the elves noticed our departure.

I grinned impishly, nudging my barrel on. Oh, what I would give to see the look on that old fart Thranduil’s face-

My thoughts were cut off by a weight landing on my barrel. I yelped, jerking my head up to see. *An orc?!* I instinctively punched it in the knee, throwing off its balance. It fell into the rapids behind me. The river was being overrun by orcs. They ran along the side of it and jeered at us. Shit, I didn’t sign up for orcs.

I blocked out the bad memories. Now wasn’t the time.

The orc floated up next to me, having drowned. I grabbed the weapon eagerly, but dropped it almost immediately, hissing in pain. I snarled at the corpse, blowing on the burns. Of course they’d still have iron weapons, the bastards.

I slid the dagger from its hold on my thigh and held it out. It wasn’t much but it was better than nothing. Thorin’s laugh boomed a ways away from me. “Ha! You wield such a puny sword. Is it typical of your people?”

I shot him a glare. I looked behind him to see an orc approaching. I should warn him... 

I debated for a second. Should I? He was mean… 

I should. 

I hurled my dagger at the orc. Thorin’s eyes widened and he ducked to move out of the way of the blade. It lodged itself into the orc’s forehead with an audible thunk. He whipped his head around to see the orc fall and turned back to me. He nodded wordlessly. I mock-bowed before my barrel was thrown over a small ledge, jostling me.

Elves poured out of the castle, sprinting after us. Arrows sang through the air, felling orcs left and right. I hated the comfort I felt by the elves’ presence. They were strong fighters, we’d get through this. I should be able to manage on my own, though. This is rather humiliating.

Our barrels approached a bridge. Freedom was seemingly imminent…. 

The elves were faster. They began to close the gate under the bridge. The dwarves urged their barrels onward, trying to beat it.

Alas, we met with metal. The battle waged around us. I hopped out of my barrel and up to the bridge. I felt Thorin swipe at my leg to stop me. I winked down at him, leaving him puzzled. 

I went to pull the lever but an orc grabbed me, hoisting me into the air. I squeaked, flailing in its grasp and punching everywhere I could reach. It held me in front of itself, peering at me curiously. 

Its eyes widened, a cruel grin twisting its gash of a mouth. It called out to the other orcs in its tongue. As they cheered I felt a sick feeling take root in my gut. 

They knew. I had endangered my kin without thinking.

The orc made to take off with me, but an arrow plunged into its arm, making it shriek and drop me. I scrambled to the lever and pulled it, lifting the gate. I hopped down, aiming for any barrel.

I landed in Thorin’s arms. He huffed, handling my weight easily. He was warm.. an odd sense of safety bloomed in my heart. I rid my head of those thoughts, tracing his jaw with my fingers. “Aww, my knight in shining armor~”

He frowned down at me, tugging my face closer to his. “That is king, to you, creature.” The dwarf glanced around for my empty barrel, spotting it floating not too far away. “You can fly, can’t you?” He asked.

Before I could answer, he tossed me into the air. I caught the wind with my wings and fluttered into my barrel. I twisted in it, watching the elves and orcs disappear. I smiled. Free again.

I vowed not to take the feeling for granted.

Our barrels continued to drift down the river, headed for who knows where.

part 1!