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Calling them by a pet name PT.1

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ(s): Diluc, Venti, and Xiao

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: None, not proofread as usual

ᴛʏᴘᴇ: drabble/one-shot, fluff, Gender-neutral reader (Pronouns not mentioned)

ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ/ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ: Their reactions to you calling them a pet name for the first time.

ᴀ/ɴ: Pfft this was so cute to make! Stay tuned for part 2 later this week!

“Everything alright, my love?” He looks worried like he usually does when you don’t answer him straight away. Was something bothering you?

The first time you ever called Diluc by a pet name was a few months into your relationship and it was purely by accident. You had decided to wait for your boyfriend to close up the tavern, sitting on the very edge of the bar, feet unable to touch the ground as you swung them gently. Diluc was wiping down the tables, a soft humming coming from his throat, making a smile break out across your face as you listened to the soothing noise. The man’s voice was a melody to your ears and one that you could never get tired of. It was low and sweet like a slow dripping honey on a cool winter day, something you could listen to for hours on end. You were broken from your thoughts as Diluc nudged you gently, worry creasing his brow. You were so deep in your thoughts that you hadn’t even realized he was calling out for you. 

Diluc was staring at you from where he stood on the other side of the counter, his usually tied up hair was beginning to slip from it’s confines, a few strands falling to frame his face. A smile graced your lips, slender hand gripping your boyfriend’s wrist to tug him between your parted legs. You take him being so close as a chance to tuck a stray hair behind his ear, leaning forward to slot your lips together in a sweet kiss. Diluc’s breath is stolen the moment your lips meet, breathy whine escaping as he presses himself closer into your embrace. He had been waiting all day to be wrapped up in your arms, and now that the tavern was closed, he wanted nothing more than to go home with you.

At his whine, a soft chuckle escapes your throat, moving to break the kiss and see the state that you have left him in after one kiss. Once your lips are parted, you take notice that Diluc’s face is nearly the same shade as his hair, making you smile at how embarrassed he looked. He really was craving attention wasn’t he? 

“Oh darling...you look absolutely adorable…” You manage to breathe out, smile never breaking because he just looks so perfect standing before you like this. 

You reach to cup his cheek in your hand, palm pressed up against the warm skin there and you press another lingering kiss to his lips. “Yes, darling?” you smirk, unable to look away as he begins to stutter out how he needs to finish locking up the tavern.

Diluc’s eyes snap open the moment that the pet name leaves your lips, he can feel his body beginning to heat up, and it isn’t because of his pyro vision. He is silent for a good minute before attempting to speak. “D-Darling? You called me darling?” He stumbled over his words at first, only succeeding in making his cheeks darken in color.

“Oh? Hurry up then so we can go home, okay darling?” Oh you were never going to stop calling him that.

It isn't uncommon for Venti to use pet names with you, often calling you 'My muse' just to see how your face flushes that lovely shade of red he has been dying to see. He loves to see that crimson red that stains your cheeks, mainly because it contrasts so well with your skin. Venti often calls you by pet names when the two of you are around anyone, he likes knowing that everyone understands you belong to him. However, these pet names always stretch into your private time as well, murmured against your lips as he tugs you impossibly closer to the warmth of his body.

"My muse, don't realize how beautiful you are after I am done kissing you?" He would whisper once he allows you to part your lips for air. He thinks you look the best after you have been kissed: eyes half lidded, lips parted for air, and your cheeks that wonderful crimson yet again. You were a walking masterpiece.

The first time you call him a pet name it is among the branches of the tree in Windrise. You are perched against the trunk of the tree, a book in your hands as Venti settles his upper torso between your spread legs. In his hands holds his lyre, fingers gently strumming the strings, and bringing forth only the most beautiful of melodies. You take a break from your book after a little while, closing it to lean forward and press your face against the Bard's neck. You breathe in the comforting scent of your boyfriend. Of home.

A small giggle escapes Venti's throat and he squirms slightly as your nose brushes against the sensitive skin of his neck. "My muse, that tickles..." He informs sweetly, fingers never once messing up a single note of his song. The simple sound of his giggle has your heart bursting with love and an uncontrollable need to hold him tighter...to never let him go.

"Archons, darling, the sweet sound of your voice makes my heart pound..." Your voice blows warm air against Venti's ear, but hearing your words has him freezing. Hands stilling on the Lyre in his hands, before he is quick to put it down so he can face you. As you come face to face, the Bard's eyes are practically shining, his cheeks are dusted with a brilliant red.

"You finally used a pet name for me, My Muse! It took you long enough!" He is pouting, but mirth warms his gaze. The way you laugh at his outburst makes him decide right then that he was the luckiest  Archon in all of Teyvat.

You had been sitting with Xiao on the top balcony of Wangshu Inn when you first called him by a pet name. The sun was setting just beyond the horizon, it was a beautiful sight to behold with the birds drinking up the last bit of the dying light. However, as your eyes drifted over to your boyfriend, you couldn’t help but stop to stare at the beauty before you. Xiao’s golden eyes were practically glowing in the last few rays of the sun’s light, the gentle breeze swaying his hair just slightly to have you enraptured by his beauty. 

A soft breath escaped your lips in awe, making Xiao turn his head towards you curiously, brows furrowing as he gazes over in your direction. “What are you st-”

“N-Nothing, Kitten! Y-You just look really nice with the way the light is shining on you…” As you go to explain, the pet name slips. Kitten? What were you thinking? Your cheeks shift as red as Diluc’s hair usually is, eyes casting anywhere, but the adeptus in front of you. Everything about him reminded you of a kitten, he would huff and glare at you often when in reality all he wanted was your affection. Not that he would EVER admit that out loud.

Xiao looks equally as surprised, his cheeks being bathed in scarlet as mere seconds go by. Did you just call him Kitten? Why that of all things? The Yaksha didn’t exactly hate the pet name, but there was no way he was going to admit how that simple name made his chest burst with an unusual warmth. “T-That is no way to address an Adeptus!”

Seeing the way your face falls upon hearing his exclamation, Xiao feel regret twisting in his chest. A small huff of annoyance escaping his throat as he tugs you to his chest, hand going to bury itself in your soft locks. "...you may call me what you please...as long as it stays between us." He warns, but even if you allow the name to slip in public, would he really be that mad at you?

Stargazing with them PT.1

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ(s): Diluc, Kazuha, Gorou, and Venti

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: None, not really proofread.

ᴛʏᴘᴇ: Headcanons

ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ/ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ: You go on a stargazing date with them. Gender Neutral Reader(Pronouns aren’t mentioned)

ᴀ/ɴ: This was super cute to make, I do have a part 2 coming out soon, I just need to figure out what characters I want to do.

Although Diluc often won’t directly admit it, he rather loves the mundane dates the two of you go on.

Stargazing with you has to be one of his favorite things to do when it is time for a ‘date night’.

Diluc never really stares at the stars.

The beauty of the galaxy that shine billions of miles away could never compare to how stunning you look bathed in the moonlight.

Often times, Diluc just lays there quietly while you point out countless constellations that you have memorized over time. (Thanks to Mona’s help)

Diluc can’t remember the last time he just sat back and relaxed like this with anyone. He is always so preoccupied with his other duties he never really gets a chance to enjoy a moment of peace.

He never really speaks during the times, silently pressing himself into your warmth as much as possible. He wants to be as close as he can get. Even if he is practically on top of you already.

There are times when Diluc will grow confident enough to press little kisses to your jawline as he pulls you closer, allowing his actions to prove just how strong his feelings are for you.

“Would you remind me what that group of stars is called, love?”

If it is one thing that Kazuha adores, it’s to go stargazing with you whenever the two of you have the free time. 

Since you spend a lot of time traveling on the Crux Fleet, your beloved often asks you if you want to lay on the deck and stargaze with him. These are some of your most intimate moments with each other. 

Under the soft glow of the moon shining down upon the two of you, Kazuha often finds himself getting lost in how you look. With your eyes locked onto the galaxy stretching out above the two of you and the way your hair fans out around your head, he can feel his heart beginning to pound.

You both could stay out here for hours simply enjoying each other’s warmth and company as you snuggle beneath the stars.

You decide to take this time to open up about your life before meeting him, telling him little details or stories that he might not have heard before now. 

Kazuha also begins to open up about things he has experienced in the past, he had been reluctant to do so before, but the way you tell him about your life so easily inspires him to do the same.

Aside from the sound of the soft breeze flowing through the sails of The Crux, the only other sound is the chatter you two make and the lapping of the waves around you.

“Spending time with you is probably one of the most magical feelings, my dove.

Gorou, like Diluc, hardly ever has the time to allow himself a moment a of leisure especially with the Vision Hunt Decree still in motion.

However, when the man finally finds the time to spend with you, he almost always asks to stargaze on one of Watatsumi Island’s beaches. Nighttime is really the only free time that he can get, and it isn’t uncommon for Gorou to have to spend days away.

When the time comes to go on your date, he talks about it all day. Literally. As well as to everyone else around which is mostly his troop.

Someone is probably going to kill him if they hear him talk about how much he loves you again.

Gorou almost always brings you these wonderful bright violet flowers that remind him of your personality. That’s what he told you at least.

The moment that he lays his vibrant teal eyes on you, his tail begins to wag earnestly. However, when you point it out to him, Gorou’s face flushes a pretty crimson red and he pretends he doesn’t know what you are talking about.

As the two of you lie down to gaze up at the stars above you, Gorou really can’t keep his mouth shut. He is always talking about random facts he knows, but only about topics that he is sure you are interested in.

He loves it when you rub his ears while you both stargaze, not only is it a nice sensation, it fills him with warmth to know you like some of his more ‘puppy-like’ features.

“Look, My love! I found these flowers that remind me of you! Aren’t they pretty?”

Venti never really seems to be busy aside from when he takes the time to grab drinks from the tavern which means he will always be taking you on as many dates as he can.

The two of you spend quite a lot of time together, aside from when you need to go on missions or do commissions. You probably haven’t spent more than a few days away from each other.

Venti loves to ask you to go to Starsnatch Cliff with him on a stargazing date, not only does he love to star at the stars, but this was the place he first asked you out so it means a lot to him.

He loves bringing his lyre on dates with you so he can serenade you with his wonderful ability to come up with catchy songs on the spot.

While the two of you are gazing up at the stars, Venti can’t help but wonder how good of a person he was in his past life for him to be so blessed to have a partner like you.

Venti always takes the time to pick fresh Cecilias when you are together, facing away from you with a giggle while he weaves them into a beautiful crown. He always comments on how you are his princess and you look the most beautiful with a crown on your head.

During your stargazing date, Venti presses himself into your side as he strums a soft tune on his lyre, almost making you doze of from how nice the atmosphere is: The moonlight was pooling from above casting a soft glow to the earth around you accompanied by the gentle breeze and the scent of the ocean air from the sea below. 

As you doze off, Venti no longer sings, but he does keep strumming his lyre, keeping you in your slumber until he must carry you back to your home.

“Look! A crown for my stunning princess~”

hi, i love your work <3 i hope you don’t mind if i requested for a scenario with venti and a gn reader? the reader and venti are friends, but they remain unaware of his true identity. one day at windrise, venti decides to listen in on the wind and hear the prayers of his people, only to end up hearing a familiar voice praying to him—“oh lord barbatos, if it is your will, please let my good friend venti return my feelings.” (what happens next is up to you! that’s all, have a wonderful day <3)

to and for you [venti scenario]

perhaps praying to the anemo archon, barbatos for venti to like you back was a dumb plan in hindsight.

tw: none, just fluff

venti x gn! reader

a/n: this ask is so cute T~T <3333 sorry this took so long anon !! hopefully the writing makes up for the long wait

i would like to clarify that if any of these scenarios/hc’s of mine are similar to other writers’ works, it is unintentional and i apologize

not proofread

“another glass for the bard, charles!”

the bartender seems reluctant to serve another glass to the out-of-it customer sitting beside you, giggling and letting out little hiccups ever so often.

“venti, i think you’ve hand enough drinks for the night..” you smile sympathetically at the now pouting male. he resembles a kicked puppy in this state, is what you thought.

“what?! but it’s only eight o’clock! i haven’t blacked out yet,” the drunkard retaliates but you know better, so does diluc who comes out from the back door of the tavern.

“y/n, would you mind helping him home? we’re about to close for the night,” the redhead takes notice of the clock displayed and how it’s five before ten pm. “i doubt he’d be able to stand without someone’s assistance.”

giving diluc a nod and taking an arm of his around your shoulders, you carry the boy (?) out of the tavern and bid goodnight to the two bartenders. venti is barely holding himself up as his legs shake, undoubtedly having a difficult time staying conscious.

‘really, what do i see in you, venti?’ you muse to yourself with a sigh. reaching for the key in his pocket, you unlock the door to his house and place him on the couch with a ‘phew!’

you notice that as soon as you let him down on the couch, venti’s already out cold, soft snores filling the silence that surrounds you both. the sight of him is enough to plaster a grin on your face, finding him the most endearing person you’ve had the pleasure of meeting. the way his eyebrows twitch in his sleep from time to time melts your heart like it was once made of ice, his murmuring of whatever he was dreaming of made it hard for you to keep yourself from pressing a kiss to silence him.

deciding it’s about time you leave and stop watching your friend sleep, you step out the house and retreat to your own.

the next morning, venti finds himself in the comfort of his own home, lying on the couch downstairs. “hng-!” he stretches his limbs, “y/n must’ve brought me home.” he laughs and makes a mental note to thank you later with a few drinks, quite lucky, you are.

“ah, what a splendid day!” the bard whimsically sighs as he steps out into the warmth of the sunlight. “perhaps this would make a fine day to play a few tunes at windrise,” he chuckles and sets foot.

you, on the other hand, were just waking up as you feel rays of sunshine beam through your window and strike your face with it’s comforting warmth. with fluttering eyes, you struggle to open them and yawn, “how come i’m still so tired?...” 

ah, right. you had accompanied your lyre-playing friend to the tavern and went home later than you usually would. oh, well, not like you minded doing so.

smiling at the thought of his sleeping expression, you decided a few more hours of rest wouldn’t do much harm.

right before you drift away to slumber, you prayed silently to the anemo archon, rather blissfully,

“lord barbatos.. if you would be so kind, please let venti return my feelings. i don’t think i can take it much longer.”

and with that, you began to snooze once more.

whilst you rest peacefully, your said friend stared into the ground, frozen in what seemed like shock.

that was your voice, was it not?

slowly, a wide smile takes shape on the bard’s lips. “oh, dear y/n..” he chuckles and begins strumming his lyre as he sings.

you’re in for a ride, buddy.

as nighttime rolls around, venti waits for you at the usual spot in the tavern. grinning to himself, he had a plan on how he was going to make things work out between the two of you. just what he had in mind? wait and see.

“ah, y/n! thanks for assisting me home last night, hope i wasn’t too much trouble to deal with.” venti laughs and pats the seat next to him, inviting you to sit next to him.

“it wasn’t any trouble, venti, worry not.” you smile and take a seat.

a few drinks after, everything seemed to be going fine and dandy. that is until your bard friend started spacing out, seemingly in pain.

“are you alright?..” you crouch down to his level as the clutches his stomach, clearly too pained to respond. diluc sees this and rushes over, albeit quietly so as to not grab attention from the other customers. “what happened to him?” his query was met with a shrug from you. huffing in concern, he guides you both to the backroom where you could have some privacy. 

you sit venti down and rub his back, wondering what in the world could have happened.

“y/n..” he says weakly, “can i trust you with something?” he asks as he meets your gaze. quickly nodding, you insist he carries on.

“what is it you want to entrust to me?” you ask.

he takes your hands in his and suddenly sits up.

what?

“i want to entrust onto you..” he raises your hands to his lips and gives it a warm peck, “my feelings.”

ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴇɴꜱʜɪɴ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ.

Characters: Kaeya, Diluc, and Venti.

Kaeya

⌗ You hide your true self by being outgoing and mysterious.

⌗ You act like you know everything and nothing at the same time. If you have done something wrong to a person, you may feel guilty for a long time.

⌗ You tend to avoid confrontation because you think the other person is still angry with you. You want to reconcile with them, but you're scared.

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. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Diluc

⌗ You act tough and like you don't care, but you're just bad at expressing your feelings.

⌗ People repeatedly misunderstand your character and dislike you. As a result of that, you only have one or two people you trust.

⌗You have been betrayed by a person you held most dearly in your heart. That's why you don't let anyone in easily.

⌗ Quit living in the past and learn to differentiate between tough love and trauma.

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. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Venti

⌗ You're similar to Diluc and Kaeya. You hide your true self by being someone else, by acting like them, and copying their persona.

⌗ You're cunning but are willing to help when your friend is in need. People regularly mischaracterize you as a "normal" person who doesn't know a thing when you're really smart in reality.

⌗ Another one who is still living in the past.

Venti × Reader (Genshin Impact)

"Sad Talk"

(A/n: Just a short scenario of the first meeting of Venti and the reader. )

🍃💚🍃

Venti immediately smiled as he entered the Tavern and saw you. You were busy talking to a customer about something before finally getting their order and serving it.

Your eyes shows how nervous you are while talking to some stranger but you still do and the funny thing is that, whenever a customer comes up to you the first thing that comes out of you're mouth are:

"H-Hi, how are you today?"

He chuckled as he remembered you, asking that to him. He was just trying to look for Diluc and as soon as he approached the counter, that's the first question you asked.

And so, knowing how playful he is, he tried to play it off. He told you he was kinda feeling down and just sad and something. Then, he proceeds to sit down in front of the counter and started talking on and on. At first, he thought you'll be bored since, who wants to talk about sad things like this? Everyone wants to be positive and of course, the both of you are in 'The City of Freedom', Mondstadt.

"And so, it just...I don't know, I feel really sad about it..."he trailed off, slowly looking up to see your reaction.

He saw how your eyes blinked, though they don't held any confusion in them, they are just...looking like processing something...are you actually trying to process his words?

"Uhm..."He looked at you, waiting for your reaction. "Everyone feels lonely sometimes so I can't really blame you. You know...those black thoughts of ours are somewhat controlling sometimes but...we must know how to fight it. It's the main challenge of life afterall."

He blinked at you. Now, he was the one who's trying to process your words...your..advice. You give him an advice and now, he felt bad for playing his words on you.

"Uhh...well, thank you." He cleared his throat, trying to distract his own conscience.

"I-I'm sorry. I mean, I didn't meant to go and say something, that just comes out of my mouth. Don't mind those words if they disturb you or anything!" You apologized as soon as you felt the awkwardness in his words.

Venti gulped, feeling his conscience rising up. Damn, he didn't know you were actually going to listen to that and hearing you apologized because of his own awkwardness that actually hides that those words are just plays...he feel ashamed. Goodness, he's the God of Wind, this is such a shame for a god.

"H-Hey, don't apologize. I'm the one who should apologize..."he said nervously.

You shot him a confused look which make him more uncomfortable on the situation he lets his self into.

"You see...I was just...trying to see your reaction if I told you something sad, I...didn't mean anything of that."

He saw how your E/C orbs looks at him directly. Are you mad? Well, of course you will. Looks like he's going to be banned in the tavern.

"You're...lying," You picked up a glass of wine and poured it with a wine. "You sounds like you really meant those words, that's not a fake one. I know it when it's the feelings that's talking."

Venti opened his mouth to say something but nothing comes out. He meant those? But he's just playing, what are you talking about?

"Sometimes people tried to hide their feelings by tricking their own mind." You smiled at him, "Here, have some of this, that might not be the best one since I was still learning that but that's the only free thing I made right now. Enjoy your drink."

He watched as your eyes slowly drifted away from him and go towards to the another customer who sat just two seats beside him.

"H-Hi, how are you today?"

He looked at the drink you gave him, chuckling silently as he takes a sip. As soon as he tasted it, he blinked. It wasn't the best, like what you said. But he knows exactly what type of wine this is. A Dandelion Wine...you actually gave him a dandelion wine.

He takes a sip once more before looking at you, "H-Hey."

"Yeah?"

"I'm Venti, what's your name, Ms. Caring Barkeeper?"

You chuckled, "I'm Y/n, Nice to meet you, Mr. Green man."

Yandere Venti being jealous of Zhongli because Darling is in love with him and him only see Venti as "cute" and "adorable" see's Venti as a little brother not at all she's attracted Darling is simply memorized by Zhongli ((who could blame her))

Who could?? I couldn't 😌

Shout out to my bestie for keeping me motivated!

⚠WARNING⚠:Yandere tendacies, non-con, unprotected sex

The warm breeze of Mondstadt’s early spring filled the air, carrying the delicate aroma of blooming dandelions. You stood at the edge of Windrise, the towering oak tree casting a playful shadow over your figure. Venti sat perched on one of its sprawling roots, his lyre resting lazily in his lap. The soft hum of a tune died on his lips as you spoke, your voice tinged with excitement.

“Zhongli is incredible, don’t you think? He has this timeless wisdom... and the way he speaks—it’s like poetry in motion.” You smiled, your eyes distant as though picturing the Liyue Archon right there before you.

Venti’s fingers froze mid-strum. His usually carefree expression faltered for just a moment, but you didn’t notice.

“Ah, yes,” he said, forcing a laugh that came out a little too light. “Old man Zhongli... He certainly has a way with words. Probably from all those centuries of rehearsing.”

You chuckled, taking his comment as harmless jest. “Dont be so mean,” you replied, playfully nudging him. “Besides, I find his company really comforting—like he understands things on a deeper level.”

Something in Venti’s gaze shifted, the glimmer of mischief fading into something darker. He tilted his head, the playful breeze that always seemed to follow him growing still. “And what about my company?” he asked, his voice softer now.

You blinked, turning to look at him properly. “Yours?”

“Yes,” he said, his teal eyes locking onto yours. There was something unnervingly intense about his stare, like he was trying to read every thought in your mind. “Do you find my company comforting?”

“Of course I do,” you replied, brushing it off with a smile. “But it’s different. You’re like a little brother to me, Venti. I know I can always count on you to make me laugh when I’m feeling down.”

The words landed like shards of glass. Venti’s smile remained, but his grip on the lyre tightened until his knuckles turned white. A little brother.

The breeze stirred again, colder this time, wrapping around you like a warning. Venti’s voice was light as he said, “I see. It’s good to know how you see me, Y/N.”

There was something unnerving in the way he said your name, the casual affection you were so used to tinged with something sharper. But before you could reply, he sprang to his feet, his cheerful façade slipping back into place.

“Well then! Shall we return to Mondstadt?” He beamed, slinging the lyre over his back. “The taverns won’t empty themselves!”

You hesitated but nodded, brushing off the odd tension as nothing more than your imagination. Yet, as you walked ahead, Venti lingered behind, his gaze fixed on you with a mix of longing and possessiveness.

‘..She likes Zhongli..’ the thought repeated in his mind like a haunting melody. His carefree smile faltered for a moment, replaced by a shadowed scowl. But that’s okay... I’ll show her just how much better I can be.

As you and him returned to the town of Mondstadt he wanted to show you something ‘special’ making you laugh “oh? Sure what do you got in mind?” He would only giggle as he lead you to and up the statue of his, making you nervous since it is high up.

It was when you wasn't looking he approched, just as quick and quiet as the wind

“You love me right Y/N?” He asked sweetly before pushing you on your back against the hands of the statue, making your race race as he pine you down.

"Baby, I’d play my lyre until my fingers bled if it made you smile. Now, tell me—would you bleed for me?" He spoke in such a sweet tone as if this was a romantic evening yet it was far from it. He didn't wait for you to answer

“of course you would, my windblume, precious Y/N..no more speak of that.. Old lizard” still stinging at his heart

"Why let his name linger on your lips, my windblume? Am I not the only melody you need to sing?" His free hand downs while the other held your wrists as you struggled

“Venti- what-” “shhh don't speak, I'm the archon here~” with that you felt your lips become dry and couldn't speak as if he commanded your voice to be taken.

His soft but cold hand pulls and rips at your clothing, discarding them on an unsuspecting mondstadter walking late night.

His thumb rolls over her nipples wanting them to perk up, a sick but sly smile plays on his lips “so soft.. And so sweet too, as I expect from my windblume~” his lips connect with your breast, licking and swirling his tongue around it before biting it making you squirm.

Slowly his hand made its way down to your pussy, feeling and rubbing the slit, wanting to create more slick, after all it'll be harsh to go in dry.

“Go on my windblume, show me how much you love me~” pulling his already hardened and twitching cock out he rubbed it against her growing slick, making the head occasionally pop in before slipping back out with a slight whimper, he couldn't help himself he's been dreaming of this. As he presses the tip against your wet hole you squirm and try to speak but nothing comes out as he giggles

“Too late~” before pushing into you, pushing all the way to his hips, savoring the feeling with a beautiful moan he starts to rock his hips. As his hips start to buck faster you could see his elemental marks glow as he couldn't help but drool.

"Please, my windblume, say it—say you love me. I need to hear it, need to feel it. Tell me I’m the only one in your heart, or I might just break without you." He pants and moans out as he held your wrists with a tight grip, for getting his spell he out on, it didn't matter, he couldn't hold back his ‘love's for you, his cock twitching delightfully before gushing cum into your womb, his hips stayed against yours as he held you in a loving embrace, whispering bittersweet promises to you

“Even if the winds carry you far, I’ll follow, no matter where you go. Even if it hurts us both, I’ll never let you go."