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Lumine felt like she’d achieved liquid state. Even in her teapot, the air was turning cold with the first breezes of winter – the best time, therefore, to soak in thermal waters – and she already planned on putting her various pools to good use. Stretching herself to her full length, Lumine let her ears be submerged and drifted, unmoored, on the surface of the water.
Following Neuvillette’s advice, she’d had Tubby fill the pools with different types of water to see which one was best. Despite having resonated with Hydro, Lumine continued to be unable to figure out exactly what the difference was between Mondstadt and Liyue’s spring water; then again, she wasn’t drinking it, so maybe those infinitesimal nuances the Sovereign liked to monologue over were not discernible by taking baths. ‘Whatever’ had been her reaction. Neuvillette had his hobbies, and she was glad at least he could taste such subtleties.
Lumine was nearing the next stage of bathing – evaporation, right up into the chilly air – when she was shoved under the surface by a comically large wave of water. She heard Ajax howl in pain as his legs hit the bottom of the stone pool.
“What did I say about diving?” she spluttered. The water she’d inhaled did not, in fact, taste special, despite being Electro-infused. All the way to Inazuma for this?
“I’ll get it eventually,” the Harbinger promised.
“The pool level does not rise magically during the night. Tubby even put up a sign.”
He shook his head. “There must be a right technique! There’s no body of water I haven’t been able to dive into, you know…”
Lumine anticipated his wink and pushed him back under the water.
When he resurfaced, Ajax spent a couple minutes basking in the pleasant warmth of the pool, laying in the same position she’d been in before, with his head just barely above the surface. As soon as he noticed her scrutiny he came over and buried himself in her arms, humming a jaunty little tune under his breath as he was wont to do when content. Like a cat purring, she often thought.
The Fontaine fiasco had left both of them a little shaken. When Lumine had realized Ajax was nowhere to be found in the Fortress, she’d feared the worst: only the soft buzz of the still-active Vision in her pocket had reassured her that yes, the Harbinger was still alive somewhere.
Watching him fight the Narwhal, on the other hand, had been a religious experience. Lumine told him as much, hoping to lighten their memories about the region with a joke.
He laughed against her neck. “…I admit I amped up the dramatics a little bit when I saw you were there to witness them.”
“Oh?” Lumine sighed, amused. “I should have guessed, actually.”
Ajax pulled her into a kiss, chaste and soft. She hummed into his mouth as his hands traced circles against her back, resting her arms around his shoulders. He was particularly stable today: sometimes he’d act as if the edges of his being were a little blurred over, going around the house with wide eyes. Lumine had learned that it didn’t mean he had to be calmed down or soothed, simply that he needed an outlet for extra energy. A spar always did the trick. She figured sex would, too, but hadn’t tried yet.
Mostly because, well, they hadn’t made love in the more ““traditional”” manner quite yet. There had been no time, as Ajax had been taken to jail, kidnapped, and forced to fight that glorified fish for ages. When he’d come back, she’d worshipped his body on an old altar of Focalors’ she’d found in one of those Fontainian ruins scattered around the region, to get revenge on the dead Archon and that convoluted plan of hers. To see him spread out on the stone, red hair mussed, skin covered in marks… oh, how could a god compare?
At the thought Lumine grabbed at his hips, shoving her tongue into his mouth. Ajax settled in her lap and sighed, looming over her, placing both hands on her shoulders to keep upright. She ran her fingertips lightly against his waist, manipulating the water so that it pressed softly against the sensitive skin, then moved her hands up until they were caressing his chest.
Normally these sensations would have been more than enough to send her running for the mansion, rummaging through that damned closet again in search of the perfect item to have him writhing around her, under her. But today, as she recalled the sight of Ajax in his stronger form, fighting tooth and nail against the Narwhal, as she felt him buck his hips slightly against her belly, Lumine decided she wanted him so deep inside her she’d remember the shape of his cock for a month.
She turned both of them around with a twist, then extricated her legs from under his and reversed their positions so that she was sitting in his lap. Ajax automatically grabbed her waist to keep her stable as Lumine pushed herself flush against his body, capturing his mouth with her own again and moaning against his lips.
“Mmm,” he hummed dazedly, his blue eyes clouded. “How I like it when you’re assertive...”
“I want you inside me,” she replied.
He snapped upright, gaze clearing all of a sudden, and started coughing rather loudly. “What? …You what?”
“What part of that wasn’t clear?” she asked, genuinely, rolling her hips against his growing erection. “Archons, I’ve been thinking about it so much these days, I think it might be that phase of my cycle.” She doubted he knew much about the topic, so she repeated, “I want you inside me, Ajax. As soon as possible.”
“Who am I to deny you that?” he whispered. His hands traveled down the curves of her body until they were cupping her ass, toying with the edges of her bathing suit, kneading into the muscle with practiced motions. Lumine unclasped her top and returned her arms to their rightful place around his neck. She arched her back until her breasts pressed against his sensitive nipples, reveling in the strained gasp he let out at the sensation.
“Sometimes I wish I had ten hands,” he sighed, “so I might touch you everywhere at once.”
It was her turn to hum in anticipation. The image, as ridiculous as it sounded, had some appeal. Hands holding her down in so many places while being fucked had a certain ring to it. Not that Ajax’s two hands weren’t doing a good job by themselves… although he kept circling his fingers closer and closer to her cunt, without, however, actually dipping inside.
“Tease,” she bit against his neck, licking up the expanse of white skin he offered her. He returned the favor by sucking languidly at the juncture of her shoulder, then making his way up towards her ear – Lumine knew well how dark the marks she’d find the next day were going to be. Quiet sighs filled the steamy air around them as they shifted their hips in tandem with each other.
Out of the blue, Ajax picked her up and stood completely upright, letting cascades of warm water fall down their joined bodies. He’d dived inside the pool before, but the more orthodox way of entering it was walking down a smooth stone ramp from the surrounding edge. He placed Lumine gently on the ramp so that her legs were dipping into the spring while the rest of her body was out in the cold air.
“I recall you saying ‘as soon as possible’,” Ajax said, running a finger between her wet skin and the waistband of her underwear. “But you’ve always made it painless for me. I’m returning the favor.”
He slid the swimsuit off.
The cold air on her cunt was unpleasant – until it wasn’t anymore, until it was replaced by Ajax’s hot mouth, his expert tongue. He licked circles around her clitoris until she was begging, her back arching towards the warmth on its own, then finally sucked at it hungrily. He held her hips down with firm, broad hands and worked at her for what felt like eons.
“Ajax,” Lumine moaned, bucking her hips up every time he mouthed at the sensitive nerves. It didn’t help that he was whimpering against her skin, the soft sounds reaching her very core.
He dipped a finger inside her without warning. She whined, high-pitched, as he pressed against her from the inside while his tongue continued its ministrations. Looking down she could see the outline of his cock straining against his swimsuit: because she’d seen it before, Lumine remembered its size well enough to thoroughly anticipate the mind-numbing sex she was about to have.
“I’m ready,” she pressed, more impatient than she’d anticipated.
“Can’t hear you,” he murmured.
“Please, Ajax.”
Lumine grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled his tongue out of herself: as much as it pained her to do so, the sight of his swollen, wet mouth and glazed-over eyes was well worth it. He crawled up her body until he was looming over her, blocking out the feeble winter sun, a hand on either side of her head.
With his right he reached down and untied the string of his shorts, then leaned back on his haunches to slip them off.
The pretty pink cock she remembered so well laid on her abdomen for a moment as Ajax caught his breath, already leaking precum onto her sensitive skin. The sensation of the warm liquid trailing down her sides had Lumine canting her hips upwards to press against his length, which had them both moaning in unison.
“Lumine,” Ajax whimpered.
“Fuck me, Ajax, now, please! Archons, you got me all wet and then just—”
No end to that phrase, as he chose that precise moment to lean back and press the tip inside her.
Lumine threw her head back in ecstasy. She’d always felt, somehow, that the tip was the best part: Ajax was so skilled that she knew he’d be capable of having her come even without fucking her with the rest. The sight of his heavy cock just barely inside her was so debauched. He stilled as well, screwing his eyes shut and placing steadying hands back on her waist.
Then, slowly, inch by torturous inch, he pushed into her, hips rolling rhythmically. The expanse of his muscles twitched below flushed skin as he tried his very best to go slow, to make sure he wasn’t hurting her. Every movement, no matter how contained, had her gasping in air like a drowning woman.
“You feel so good, so thick, perfect,” she whined, the words leaving her mouth on their own. “I need you, Ajax, fuck me!”
And he did, bless him, as soon as he was completely inside he pulled all the way back out and slammed into her, fingers bruising her hips as he moved them in unison with his own. After setting a rough pace, he leaned down and kissed her, hard in all the right places, allowing her to grasp his sides with abandon as she followed his movements.
He thrust inside her cloying warmth with abandon, eyes wild with pleasure and unchecked desire: it didn’t take long for his hands to travel up the entire expanse of her arched body, thumbs pressing at peaked nipples, caressing slow circles against the supple skin. He mewled into her mouth as she tightened around him, wanting to feel his very outline for days to come. She dug her heels into his back to keep him inside longer, to pull him deeper.
“So pretty,” she moaned, looking down briefly to see his rosy cock slipping in and out of her, fucking her into the hard stone underneath them, glistening with his precum and her wet slick. “You are so good at this, Ajax, I knew you’d be, do I take you as well as you take me?”
“Yes,” he whimpered, biting at her earlobe, “yes, Archons, so warm…”
Lumine arched her back even more, nipples grazing lightly at his heaving chest, pulling his lean body against her with a desperation she’d never felt in her life. They’d achieved intimacy in countless ways possible – battle, light touches, conversation, mind-blowing sex – and yet she wanted him closer still somehow, needed to become one with this beautiful man that was cradling her in his arms as he fucked her raw halfway inside a thermal pool. She laughed into their kiss, although the sound quickly turned into a needy keen.
She was reaching the edge, slowly yet steadily, and surely Ajax could tell by the loud gasps she was breathing into the boiling air around them. He started nipping at her neck, under her jawline towards her collarbone, and massaged a calloused palm against her chest.
“Come for me,” he murmured.
“Yes,” Lumine murmured – and, with a scream, obeyed.
She was sure even people outside the realm had heard his name yelled into the sky.
She wound her arms languidly around his shoulders as Ajax pleasured her through her orgasm, a thumb winding down her stomach to circle around her sensitive clit. With one last deep thrust, he came inside her. Nothing compared to the wave of warmth that followed his orgasm, that continued to flow through her even as he rode out his pleasure with whorish moans and fast, desperate thrusts.
After he’d spent himself completely, Ajax tumbled onto her body with a contented sigh, slotting his face into the gap between her head and her shoulder. Lumine enveloped him in a hug so tight she felt her arms might fall off.
“I love you so much,” she whispered, hand in his hair. “That was amazing. Archons.”
“Mhhmmm,” was his initial response, then, “I love you too.”
They stayed there, indulging in the warmth of each other’s bodies, as she felt him soften inside her. He groaned as he pulled himself out, perfect cock shining wet, then dragged Lumine with him back into the pool. The hot water was exactly what they both needed; it soothed their tired muscles, cleaned their bodies, relaxed their blissed-out minds.
As she let her boneless limbs drift in the shallow water, hand entwined with his hand, face rested against his face, Lumine let herself fall into a deep, dreamless sleep – the feeling of safety so overpowering there was no way she could fight it.