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You are currently living in Liyue. After you came from Mondstadt, you fell in love with the culture of Liyue, its people and food, so you decided to stay here. You have a small apartment in the center of the city, it is enough for you since you only use it to sleep at nights. During the day you are too busy exploring Teyvat, fighting hilichurls and, of course, hanging out with Zhongli and, sometimes, Childe. You enjoyed every single minute when you were together, but it was such a shame that you couldn't spend more time with Childe; he never stayed for too long on the same place due to his job as a harbinger. However, today you were going to eat at the Wanmin restaurant with both of them.
In fact, you started to develop romantic feelings for them a long ago, but you kept that for yourself. They were so handsome, but you couldn’t let your mind take that direction. They were supposed to be your friends. Plus, you were sure they only saw you as a friend and nothing more. So you tried to push those thoughts away.
While the dusk light filters through your window, you finish organizing new acquisitions from your last adventure, and you open your closet, wondering about what you should wear for the night. You finally choose a beautiful and elegant dress. Childe gave it to you as a gift on your last birthday. You style your hair and go out of your apartment after locking the door. The streets are crowded as usual. You feel the moon and the paper lanterns light caressing your skin and the breeze of the sea mixed with the sounds of the harbour. It is a really beautiful night.
You are on your way to the Wanmin restaurant when you feel a hand in your shoulder. You rapidly turn around and see a ginger, a bright smile on his face. Your soul almost left your body at the sudden touch, but as soon as you notice it was Childe, you feel quite relieved.
“Haha, did I scare you?” Childe said, laughing slightly. You roll your eyes, trying to suppress a playful smile. In response, you punch him lightly in the arm.
“Hi to you too, Childe”
Then, the two of you head out to Wanmin restaurant together, having an enjoyable conversation in the meantime.
Not so long after, you reach your destination. You see Zhongli sitting on the table you habitually eat, waiting for you. You approach him as you happily wave to him.
“Hi Zhongli!” You greet once you get to the table. Childe waves his hand with a warm smile on his lips.
After a greeting from the geo user, you’re all finally sat. Xiangling takes your order and, shortly after, she brings the delicious plates to you. You feel your mouth watering at the pleasant smell the food gives off. You are so focused on it, you don’t notice the tender expressions your companions wear while they look at you. Finally, you eat a triple layered consommé while Childe and Zhongli order some black back perch stew. Then, you find yourself wondering about your situation. You are having a delightful time with your friends, one a god, the other a fatui harbinger. It’s kinda rare, now that you think about it. Anyway, you still enjoy their company.
“Earth to y/n!” When you come back to reality, Childe is waving his hand in front of your face, “Are you good? You were staring at us. ” he says, laughing. Archons, he is so fine when he smiles.
At that statement, you can’t control the blush that is spreading over your cheeks. “Oh, sorry... I just zoned out.”
"Hm? Thinking about me, weren’t ya? I know I look especially good today, but you could try to hide it better. " Said the ginger with a smirk. He adores teasing you. You see Zhongli smirk too, just the slightest.
“I wasn’t! I mean, of course you look incredibly great, but I wasn’t thinking about that kind of stuff." You stop after realizing what you’ve just said. Your cheeks grow red. You try to hide your flushed face with your hands. Meanwhile, Zhongli is silently enjoying the scene, taking a sip of tea.
"Haha! So you really think that, huh?” You feel your heartbeat accelerating when he lays forward, invading your personal space. You can feel his breath on your skin as you make eye contact. His blue eyes are… really beautiful. It reminds you of a pair of sapphires. The contact only lasts a few seconds before he lays backwards again, giggling. “Just messing with you, girlie.”
Zhongli, then, speaks up. “You shouldn’t feed his ego, y/n. It’s particularly high these days.”
Childe looks at him, a pleased smile on his face. “Come on, grandpa! The ex-archon just shrugs, playfully.
The three of you spend almost an hour more there. You chat as you finish your meal and, lastly, you and Zhongli wait for Childe, who’s (of course) paying the bill.
“Y/n, how much time will you spend here before your departure?” Zhongli asks, suddenly interested.
You furrow your brows, thinking about it. Actually, you need to travel soon to Inazuma. You heard Katheryne talking about Aether and his trip to the islands, so you thought about giving him a hand on his duties. However, looking at Zhongli’s face right now is making you question your decision.
“Uh, I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it.”
Childe comes back then. “Hey, y/n. I’ve just remembered something. Recall that day when I lent you my jacket when we were coming back from Dragonspine?” You nod. “Well, could you give it back to me? It was my little brother’s birthday gift and I kinda appreciate it.”
“Sure! I’ll go pick it up right now.” You attempt to turn around, but suddenly a hand grabs your wrist firmly. Zhongli’s eyes are on you, and you feel smaller under his powerful presence. There’s an electric tension between you two, which is broken when he talks again.
“It’s no trouble for us to accompany you. I would prefer that, actually.”
Childe rapidly agrees. You doubt a little. You’re perfectly capable of managing yourself around the streets and, even if it’s getting late, you’ve dealt with monsters and thieves, so it’s not a big deal to you. However, you decide to let it be this time. You finally end agreeing as well.
“Fine. Follow me, then.”
They do as you ask. You go through the crowded roads of Liyue, the land of contracts. It is indeed a gorgeous night, and you couldn’t ask for more: your favourite boys walking beside you under a bright full moon. You are walking close to each other, too close, your fingers brushing against theirs. The sensation makes you feel flustered, but the men don’t seem to bother about the contact, so you don’t move your hand.
You’re too focused on the beating of your heart, Zhongli notices you’ve zoned out again.
"Are you feeling well, y/n? You seem a little off.”
"I'm fine, sorry, my mind is not focused today” You shake your head, smiling reassuringly.
"I see. May I ask how much we have left?”
"We're actually here already." You say, standing in front of an oak wood door decorated with a detailed relief all around the frame. You take no time opening it and letting your companions in. It is true, in fact, that your apartment is small, and you aren’t used to spending much time there, but it is very cozy and perfectly decorated. It is enough. It is a home, at least for you.
The ginger whistles. “Not bad at all.”
"Thank you? Still, it’s not as impressive as yours.” You shrug. “Zhongli, you can sit on the couch if you want while Childe and I go pick up his jacket.”
The geo user nods and sits, as demanded. You make a gesture to Childe, silently requesting him to follow you. You go upstairs, heading to your bedroom. If you don’t recall wrong, you keep the jacket in your wardrobe.
You enter your own bedroom. It’s pretty decent, no clothes everywhere, as you usually have. Anyway, you don’t have a lot of time to analyse your entire room, because you’re heading straight to the wardrobe. You open it as you hear footsteps behind you. You search, not minding your guest wandering around the chamber.
It’s not that hard to find your objective. You have such good memories from that jacket; it smelled like Childe. Maybe it still smells like him.
When you have the clothing on your hands, you turn around to show the ginger. You were going to do that, though, if strong hands didn’t push you against the wardrobe door before. You’re confused, at first. When you look up, you don’t expect that expression on Childe’s face. He’s staring. He’s devouring you with his eyes, actually.
“Childe?” It is the only thing you can articulate. His hands are pressed to the wood, and you’re trapped between his toned arms. You feel like a prey under his grasp.
“Did you know you look stunning tonight, y/n?” He approaches his body to yours. You gulp. “I was trying to control myself, the whole day… How can I accomplish that, though, if the lingerie on your bed makes my mind wonder… ?”
Lingerie? And then you remember. You bought it recently, just in case. You were planning to try it tonight, that’s why the piece of underwear lays on your bed. You make eye contact, hypnotized.
“Wonder?”
His mouth advances until it reaches your right ear. Your anatomy is set on fire when he whispers. “Wonder about you wearing it, and I ripping it off with my fucking teeth.”
You sigh as his lips start kissing your jaw, making its way to your neck and marking every inch of skin visible. The temperature of the room shoots up, like fire is spreading through it. Your hands reach his chest, caressing it slowly. Childe’s hands, likewise, start heading down, touching gently your arms in the process, until they reach his destination: your waist. He’s still kissing your neck, but you’re starting to need more. You place your palms on his cheeks, cupping his face, trying to move his lips to your own. He, unlike you expect, smirks but doesn’t kiss you. He knows, but he won’t give what you want that easy. His grip on your waist tightens and, with a fast motion, he’s got your legs wrapped around his waist, grazing your hips against his.
You let out a little whine. He presses you even harder to the piece of furniture, his touch getting a bit uncontrolled.
“Quiet, girlie” he says, “don’t want anyone to hear you pleading, right?”
And then he kisses you. It’s a deep kiss, you’ve never experienced something like this. You grab his shirt collar to approach him even more, but you are stopped. He quickly pins your hands above your head, not letting you move the slightest. Childe is the hunter, and you are the prey, not bothered by getting caught.
You feel his wet tongue enter your mouth, not asking for permission. It’s too much, you’re not sure how to muffle the sounds that are threatening to come out.
Not long after, you feel it. And oh, lord, he’s big. Now, you have the urge to have him inside you. You need him. You brush your already wet core against his bulge, driving him crazy. He stops kissing you to place his forehead on your shoulder, groaning.
The door creaks open. You gasp and the grip on you is gone in seconds, leaving you sweating and breathing heavily. Childe is no better. But now, you can only focus on Zhongli, who’s standing in the doorframe, watching both of you.
“Did I interrupt something?” He says carefully, his voice deeper than usual. Childe licks his lips. He says nothing, however. You also can’t find any words to articulate. Your mind is too dizzy to focus, so you just stand where you are.
Childe turns his hands into fists. By the look of his expression, he’s considering something. And he’s impatient.
“What if I said yes? Are you... just gonna’ stand there?” He’s breathless. Zhongli’s eyes seem to glow gold at that, his jaw clenching. The ex-archon, then, starts walking slowly towards you, with the elegance of a god himself. Well, he is a god after all.
“May I suggest something more unorthodox?” He’s so close now. His presence makes you feel like a simple mortal. His hand caresses your shoulder, carefully. “If you both agree, of course.”
Childe seems to understand what he meant, but you don’t. The ginger smirks, returning to his previous position. Zhongli colocates himself behind you, not leaving personal space. You are starting to understand where you’re getting into. However, it’s not like it bothers you. In fact, you feel hotter as the seconds pass.
Childe brings his mouth to your neck again, biting and kissing your skin, trying to find your sweet spot. He does, what makes you leave little noises you can’t control. Zhongli, in the meantime, is pressing his cold fingertips under the clothing on your back. You don’t expect the sudden loss of your bra, that falls to the floor. Childe breaks the contact with your neck and rips the top of your dress desperately. Now, your torso is completely exposed. You hear a muffled breath from behind and hands start exploring your body, from your abdomen to your breasts.
You whine. Nobody has touched you there before. Your exposed nipples go hard immediately. Zhongli tears your black laced panties apart and starts leaving little kisses all over your spine, trailing down, eventually reaching your butt cheeks which he starts to bite softly. His tongue leaving a trace of saliva all over your back.
Childe kisses you deeply as he grabs you, your legs around his waist, pressing your body with his as he walks backwards until he’s sat on the bed. Your legs are spread between his, his dick already hard and pressed against your aching wet core. You try to rub your waist against his bulge, desperate for more friction. Whilst, Zhongli is occupied undressing himself, unbuttoning his coat and letting it fall gracefully to the floor. He’s soon topless, and he continues with his pants and his underwear.
In a sudden movement, Childe has you facing the ceiling. He gives you little pecks on your lips before breaking the contact. Childe goes away as Zhongli comes, now fully undressed. You can’t resist the urge to look down at his length. The thought of him entering that into you makes you blush madly. You weren’t sure If it was even going to fit.
“Oh, fear not, darling, I’ll make sure to stretch you well before that.” Zhongli says reading your mind. Childe was now taking his turn to undress himself, taking off his pants, his jacket and lastly his boxers, freeing his hard dick that was already dripping in pre-cum. “Turn around, on your knees. Now.” You obey as if your life depends on it.
You can see every part of the ginger’s body now. You lick your lips, foreseeing what’s going to happen. The Harbinger gets on the bed, laying on his knees. Your head is facing his pelvis, his member being the first thing you focus on. You get the message in no time, and you can’t help but smirk before your tongue gets closer to the tip of his dick. He lets out a sigh at the first lick. Your movements are slow, you’re playing with his self-control. You're sure he doesn’t like that.
“Fuck.” Childe groans. He grabs you by your hair, ruining the hairstyle you did before. He pushes your head closer, so you have the entire length inside your mouth.
You suck, then, as good as you can. Your tongue starts swirling around, going up and down, travelling from the base to the tip. The sounds Childe is making are getting you out of your mind, you feel wetter every second that passes. You’re so invested that you completely ignore the gags that threaten to come from your throat.
As you’re doing the blow job, you can feel something getting dangerously close to your heat. You are soon distracted, though, by the moans Childe is letting go, more freely now. That only means one thing.
“Ah… Gonna cum soon, girlie” He warns. An idea comes to your mind at his words. You keep sucking, but your tongue is getting slower and slower. He doesn’t notice, it seems, as he gasps once your mouth is far away from his member. You look at him with a playful gaze, smiling proudly. Childe frowns slightly, but he soon returns a smirk.
Your moment of audacity is interrupted by fingers massaging your lips. You whine. There’s a pressure on your back, and whispered words are being spoken in your ear.
“You need to learn your place here, love.” He bites your earlobe, gently. “We have the power here. Don’t forget it.”
Oh. You gasp as his fingers play with your clit. He knows exactly where to press to make you shiver. You need to use your arms to keep steady, because you’re starting to lose balance.
Your hair is grabbed again. You open your mouth instinctively and Childe inserts his member again. Finish what you started, he’s probably thinking. Zhongli suddenly enters one finger on you. You want to moan, but your mouth is too full to even make a sound.
Zhongli moves his finger trying to find that spot. His dick is brushing against your inner thighs, dripping wet from your own juices. He doesn’t hesitate and inserts one more finger, scissoring them inside you. Tears were starting to form due to the difficulty to breathe and -now- the four fingers moving freely inside you. You’re starting to wonder if you could take it. The sensations are so overwhelming, but you’re enjoying this so bad.
“Don’t you dare to cum.” Zhongli commands, his voice a lot deeper. That doesn’t help you at all.
Just after the god talks, you can’t stop yourself from doing exactly the opposite of his demand. You moan out loud. Your arms fail and now your face and torso is pressing against the mattress. Fingers are gone and there’s nothing in your mouth. You breathe heavily.
You can only see the edge of the bed. You hear the sheets shifting, but you are not able to raise your head. All of a sudden, you see how a ginger head bends down enough to face you. He’s wearing a smile, but his eyes are nothing but mischievous.
“That wasn’t very smart of you, girlie.” He stands up again, as nothing happened. You try to follow him with your eyes, but a strong hand grabs your chin. Zhongli makes you look up roughly. He’s unrecognizable; his expression is serious as stone and his eyes emitting golden light. You’re not facing Zhongli, you understand now. This isn’t the well-behaved funeral parlour Zhongli, this is the fucking god of contracts. And he doesn’t seem especially happy.
You’re more turned on than you’ve ever been in your entire life.
“Don’t disobey me again, mortal.”
Childe lets out a bubbly laugh, and Zhongli’s eyes now travel to him. He observes him with the same expression until he lets you go. Your head falling against the mattress again. You can see how he walks towards the Harbinger, the other one with a relaxed pose. The next you hear is a kiss, a little pop breaking the silence.
You hear a loud creak, probably Childe crashing on the bed. Your face was now between his legs, spread open. You made the effort to stand up and Childe made a sign commanding you to come closer to him. You start crawling and climbing on top of him. He grabs you by the waist, his strong arms positioning you above his hard member, ready to enter you. He lowers you and the tip of his dick touches the entrance of your aching core. Furthermore, he pushes you down slowly, his dick stretching your walls, the pain is nearly unbearable. Your hands are on his abs, supporting you.
“C’mon, baby, move.” He whispers. You let go a little whine, nodding desperately as you start moving slowly, onwards and backwards. Childe lays his head back, facing the ceiling, even though his eyes are closed, and a tiny frown is formed on his face. His mouth is partly open, breathing heavy.
His grip on your waist gets tighter. You feel a soft, big hand on your back, making you shudder. The hand softly pushes you forward. Your body is now completely pressed to the ginger. Your hips do not stop moving, though; Childe won’t let you anyway.
Zhongli’s hands travel to your cheeks. He lifts your ass a little bit, enough to have a perfect entrance and keep the harbinger’s member inside you. It's your first time in this position, and every second you’re more eager for more. All of a sudden, you feel something hard pressing against your second entry. Your blood runs hot, expectant.
“I- Ah…” You start and fail to continue. Your voice cracks. “I don’t think it will fit, Zhongli.” You end up moaning his name.
“I’ll make it fit.” He sentences, firmly. “Lube?”
You weakly point to the night stand beside your bed. He reaches out where you signalled, opening the first drawer and finding what he’s looking for. If you're not wrong, you remember buying it recently because it was made of something special: hydro slime.
He doesn’t waste time on opening the small tube and spreading its content all around his dick. Your skin feels a bit colder, even if the lube hasn’t touched you yet. Hydro slime, huh. This is promising, you remember thinking, and now you don’t regret buying it.
"Just put it inside already" You said begging. He lets out a little tsk at your actions.
"Sounds like someone's pretty desperate." chuckled Childe.
“Didn’t you know, y/n? Mills of god grind slowly.” Zhongli pushes forward abruptly. You see the stars, even if the pain is growing every second. You couldn’t really care less, now, having both boys you have dreamed about for a long time inside you. “But if you’re so desperate, who am I to make you wait?”
Zhongli thrusts again, not letting you get used to the sudden sensation on your ass. Your body moves back and forth. The friction between Childe’s dick and your core increases, and he tries to move you more by your waist, trying to get deeper. You can feel his nails pounding on your skin.
The ex-archon grabs you by the hair on his new thrust. Your head now resting on the space of the ginger’s neck. Well, you can’t move your head even if you wanted to. Not that you’re complaining; Childe’s neck is warm and perfect to bite. Zhongli’s thrusts are getting more and more intense, and you can’t keep yourself together any more.
You bite Childe. He moans.
Tears are starting to form in your eyes, the pleasure being too much for you. You’ve not experienced something like this in a long time.
Your favourite sounds right now are the little sighs Childe is letting go and the groans that are escaping from Zhongli’s lips. Your moans are muffled by Childe’s skin. You need to close your eyes at some point, your vision blurry.
They keep smacking you for some time more, their movements kinda coordinated. Not so long after, you start to feel a warm knot on your stomach. You are so close.
“Archons, please more.” You beg, your voice cracked. You’re sure they both understand what you mean as their thrusts fasten. Childe hand travels to your chin, softly pushing your face upwards to kiss your lips gently.
You bite Childe’s lips when you feel the climax of your orgasm, muffling a loud sound on his mouth. When you break the contact, a thin thread of saliva keeps you two connected. Childe smirks, probably liking the look on your face: red blush all over your face, covered in sweat and tears, your mouth open and letting go little gasps.
“Is this too much for you?” He teases without stopping his body. He kisses your neck before mumbling “I’m close too, girlie, don’t worry,
He’s not lying. Some thrusts more and his back arches, his essence spreading inside you. He groans as he finishes.
Zhongli, by his side, is sweating and frowning. His pace has lowered, and his moans are getting more common. You smile tiredly, even if he’s not able to see your face. You feel his member twitching, hot cum spreading all over and dripping down your thighs.
There’s a moment of silence when all is finished, the only thing perturbing the calm are the heavy breaths and sighs you and the men exhale. Zhongli gets out of you, allowing you to move. You try to get down from Childe, although you have barely strength in your extremities. Childe sits on the bed, making you follow his actions.
“You did so well.” He purrs, embracing you. There’s a kiss planted on your hair, Zhongli being the owner. Your smile is weak, but enough to make them look at you softly.
You’re tired, and your eyes are closing without your permission. They let you lay on the bed, positioning you in the middle. They hug you warmly.
“Rest now, y/n. We’ll be here when you wake up.” Zhongli assures, caressing your hair slowly. You close your eyes, welcoming all the tiredness in your anatomy. Before drifting to sleep, you mumble:
“Remember what you asked me before? About my departure?”
“Yes. What about that?”
“I think I’ll stay a bit longer than expected.”