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Lumine gasped as she plopped onto the ground, panting out. “Th-that was a fun fight.” She turned her head toward the man beside her. “You’re getting stronger.”
“I’ll win next time, girlie.” Childe called out from his spot beside her. It had felt good to pin him down and finish the fight; but it hadn’t been an easy task either. Her body was sore, despite the buzz of excitement under her skin. At least it was finally over, she needed to get back to the inn she shared with Paimon so she could pump herself.
During the last leg of the battle, she'd noticed her breasts feeling heavier and swelling just enough to nearly pop out of her dress. If the familiar throbbing meant anything, it was that her breasts were full again. Maybe she'd have to skip her usual post fight meal with the harbinger so she could hurry home and relieve the pressure. If she ignored it and went out with her painfully heavy breasts, she'd spend the entire time worrying that she was le-
“Ah, sorry comrade.” Childe was sitting up now, looking down at her. “I must've splashed you during our fight.” Huh? Why would that be an issue, he did it quite frequently and it wasn't really that much of an issue. “I didn't think they'd stain like that.” She raised a brow at him.
“What are you-” Lumine's eyes widened and she raised a hand to her breast. Sure enough, it was already wet. She sat up instantly, arms flying up over her wet, soaked chest. “Oh god I'm leaking!” Childe sat up too, looking over at her skeptically.
“Leaking? Why would you be leak…” She glanced over at him, noticing his eyes on her engorged chest. Her face burned red under his gaze.
“I… you know, I’ve told you I’m not from Teyvat, right?” He nodded, but she wasn’t sure if he’d actually heard her. Not with the way he was watching her chest. Lumine groaned out at the pain, she felt full; but certainly not in a good way. “Where I’m from…” She hesitated, unsure how to continue. “Uh… My species…” No, that made her sound more alien than she wanted! She didn't want him to think of her as some strange creature. “My… body… produces milk naturally.” She paused. “You know, without having a baby first.”
“H-hold on… You just… make milk all the time?” Lumine sighed and nodded. “And those…” His eyes flickered back to her swollen breasts, then back up to her face. “Are really full of milk?” The discomfort and pain was growing by the second. Not only was she full and in pain, but she was starting to really feel the milk in her bra. It was spreading and her discomfort was growing more and more.
“Yeah. I'm making extra milk right now too.” She groaned out. Outside factors often played a part in how much milk she produced. Natlan had a hot climate so she'd produced less. Her reproductive cycle played the biggest role too. On her periods, she made less; but during her most fertile days, like now, she felt like a fountain some days, constantly producing endless amounts of milk. “Usually I just pump it out and try to donate it.” But she'd left her pump back in her inn room, and with her chest so wet, it'd be embarrassing to walk back like this. And- “Agh! Owww!”
“Wh-what's wrong?” Childe asked, scooting in closer, throwing one arm over her shoulder like he wanted to help. As if he was going to be able to help her with this pain.
“I-I need to release some milk- it's starting to REALLY hurt!” Before she could think better of it, Lumine pulled the top of her dress down, reaching back to undo her bra, slipping it up and off her breasts. “D-Do you mind if I… Uh…” How did she ask him if she could squeeze some milk out in front of him? Or if he could turn around so she could-
“Do you need help?” She blinked at him, surprise written on her face. “I… I mean… I doubt you’d want to waste that milk.” Were the tips of his ears burning red? His eyes flickered down to her heavy, overfilled and leaking breasts.
“I-I don’t have a glass or anything for you to drink from…” She said dumbly, looking away from him. Embarrassment was spreading through her fast, and she wasn’t sure she could keep looking at him when it was about him DRINKING her milk. Suddenly the pain in her breasts felt like a silly issue compared to how embarrassing this was.
“What if…” Childe moved his other hand down to pick hers up, squeezing it. “I drink from the source?” Her gaze turned up to his. From the source? What did he-
“O-Oh…!” Her face was as red as his scarf when she let out a startled squeak. “Y-you- wanna drink from my breasts?” She'd dreamt about him fucking her before, she was sure every girl he met did, and dreamt about them maybe one day having a family, along with a baby she could actually feed; but she'd never imagined him drinking from her breasts! Although, the idea was kind of hot…
“J-Just to help relieve the pain.” It was like a reminder of the discomfort because suddenly her breasts felt abnormally heavy and uncomfortably painful. “Tell me how you'd prefer to do this.” Was he really about to drink from her breasts? She swallowed a lump in her throat.
“A-alright…” Her face was going to permanently be red wasn’t it? “Why don't you… rest your head on my lap and lean up? S-so you don't have to bend down awkwardly.” Lumine shifted up, pulling her legs beneath herself. She swallowed as Childe leaned down to rest his head across her lap. This could've been romantic, just the two of them, hanging out with him using her as a pillow.
But this wasn't romantic, it was embarrassing! Especially as he pushed himself up, put his hand under her breast and brought his mouth to her aching nipple. He ran his tongue over the small bud, Lumine biting her lip and shuddering at the action. He was quick to follow it up by putting his lips around her nipple.
“A-Ah-! C-Childe!” In seconds her milk was flowing and the feeling of being heavy and overfilled was easing. Her face was a deep red as he drank from her, swallowing down her milk like he hadn't had a drink in days. His hand under her breast softly massaged her, encouraging her milk to keep coming.
Was it… Normal to enjoy this feeling when a grown man was the one drinking from her? She wanted to moan out, and she suspected it wasn't just from the feeling of relief. She swore she was getting wetter the more he drank from her.
Much too soon for her likings, Childe pulled back, licking his lips like he'd never had anything tastier in his life. “How do I taste?” She asked, but avoided his eye contact.
“Let me relieve that other one too.” Any hesitance he had before was gone, and he was shifting across her lap to reach her other breast. Before she could argue or question, his tongue was on her other nipple, then his lips.
This time, Lumine couldn't suppress the moan that came from her as the harbinger greedily drank from her nipple. The weight and filled feeling was finally gone, along with the aching pain; but she found herself craving him more now. One hand came up to hold the back of his head, encouraging him to keep drinking.
She felt like she was going to collapse at the pleasure assaulting her. She hadn't expected to like the feeling of him drinking from her so much. When she glanced over, she bit her lip. Judging by the tent in his pants, Childe was enjoying this too. She wanted to reach over and stroke him, but would it be too forward?
Another moan spilled from her lips and Lumine made her decision. Who cared if it was too forward, he was sucking milk from her breasts, was this much different? She grabbed him through his pants, making him pause. She stroked the back of his head, encouraging him to start sucking again. To her pleasure, he started drinking again, wrapping one arm around her like he was trying to keep her from moving away.
“Do you mind if I get your pants off?” She asked, but didn’t wait for him to answer. Instead, she undid them, slowly unzipping him and pushing them down. When she was about to pull his boxers down, he grabbed her wrist with one hand, moving his other hand off her waist and placing it on her shoulder. With a little force, he pulled himself away from her nipple, licking his lip before speaking.
“Girlie. If you let it out, I’m going to end up making you mine.” She shuddered at that statement, but then she noticed the dark, dangerous look in his dead blue eyes.
“Then get those boxers off.” She countered, eyes matching his with a burning intensity.
“Has anyone else ever drunk from your lovely tits?” What a weird question, it made her face turn a light pink again.
“Directly? No, just you.” She didn’t add that it had only been because her breasts were hurting. Childe let out a low growl, raising a hand to squeeze one of her breasts gently.
“Good…” Suddenly both his hands were on her arms and he was throwing her back onto the ground under them. And then he was on her, licking at the nipple he’d started with, running his tongue around the little bud then back over it. “I don’t want anyone else drinking from your tits except for me,” his blue eyes shot up at her, possessiveness deep in them. “And our children.”
“Ch-childr-” Lumine cut herself off with a loud moan as he took her back into his mouth, sucking on her and swallowing down everything he had left behind. This was way beyond just alleviating the pain, he almost seemed to genuinely be addicted to her milk. She swallowed, face red before letting out a startled squeak when she felt his hand slipping into her bloomers and panties.
It almost felt heavenly when he stroked her lips. His lips on her nipple sucking her dry while his fingers teased her entrance had her throwing her head back and moaning. She bucked against his hand when he pressed a finger in, eyes shutting tight.
“W-wait-! I wanted your pants off!” Lumine protested, but her hips rocked against his hand, gaining more vigor in her movements when he pushed another finger in. When she'd come here to fight with him, she'd never imagined she'd end up under him, riding his hand as he drank her milk.
“I never want to stop.” Childe said around her nipple, sucking harder as he thrust his hand into her folds. His long fingers expertly played her like an instrument, pumping and thrusting them into her, flexing his fingers to press on her walls and making her buck and mewl out in pleasure.
She let out a loud cry when he started spreading his fingers in her, stretching her insides. It was enough to drive her over the edge, her fingers digging into the dirt as she came around the harbinger’s fingers. Her body felt like it was on fire as she gasped for air, her eyes still screwed tight.
When she finally opened them, Childe pulled back from her nipple, saliva connecting him to her breast. Or was that milk? She wasn’t in the right headspace to think it through before he was licking his lips clean. She barely even registered his hand coming for her face until his knuckle slid down the side of her face.
“I want to put a baby in you.” Was he growling out at her? “I want you to be the mother of my kids.” He pulled his hand back to slip his boxers down, her eyes instantly snapping down to his newly exposed, large dick. “I want you to feed my children with these delicious tits.” He pulled her bloomers and panties down, exposing her to the cold air.
“Ch-Childe…” Lumine gasped when he pinned her down, and she had to fight the desire to completely unravel beneath him. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t like the thought of that at least.
“Let me breed you…” He muttered before he leaned down to kiss her. Immediately she folded to the kiss, kissing him back with desire and want clearly evident. Suddenly she was feeling his tip poking against her folds, before slowly sinking into her and pulling a loud moan to his lips. She loved the way he stretched her around his thick cock. When was the last time she’d been with someone so big?
Childe waited a second, though Lumine wasn’t sure why. Maybe to help her adjust around him? But soon, he was moving again, pulling out and making her worry he was stopping, but slamming himself deep into her and making her cry out.
“Why did I wait to do this?” He asked against her lips, his hips pumping into her again. “T-tight with delicious, leaking tits…” She gasped to his lips as he thrust harder into her, his head hitting just the right spot. And then he was shoving his tongue into her mouth, fixated on hers as he rammed himself into her.
Lumine wasn’t sure when she threw her arms around Childe, but suddenly she was squeezing them around his neck and digging her nails into his back. Who knew letting him relieve the pressure in her breasts would lead to this amazing fucking? If she’d known sooner, she would’ve-
She cried out when his fingers grazed one of her nipples, pinching and rolling it between his fingers. She hoped she wasn’t spilling milk with each movement, but she couldn’t find it in herself to care if she was; she was far more focused on kissing the man on top of her, the one drilling his large cock into her poor, sensitive pussy.
But then he was pulling his lips back to breathe, saliva connecting the two as he continued his assault, her moans and cries spilling out freely into the dusk sky. She was about to break and her body was on the verge of exploding. When he tugged on her sensitive nipple, she threw her legs around his waist, pulling him in closer and locking her ankles around his waist.
With her legs around him, it was like every thrust and every rock of his hips felt more intense and hard. It was enough to throw her over the edge again; she screamed into the evening, throwing her head back as she came around his thick cock. Her eyes rolled back in pure pleasure, body trembling under him.
It was enough to drive him to finish too, because as her insides squeezed him tight, he thrust into her a couple more times; burying himself to the hilt, spilling himself into her. His lips found hers again as he filled her, kissing her deeply, one of his hands taking hers into his.
“Ch-Childe…” She finally managed out when they eventually pulled their lips back.
“A-Ajax.” He told her instead. “M-My name.” He supplied when he saw her confused face.
“Ajax…” It felt good to say, like the name belonged on her tongue. “Mm… that was good…”
“Still have energy to get food?” The thought of him pulling out made her a little sad, but she was getting pretty hungry. “You’re going to have to be well fed to grow our child.” Her face burned red while he wore a wolfish smirk.
“I-I can’t believe you wanted to put a baby in me-!” Not that she was fighting it anyway.
“I told you. I don’t plan to share these tits.” He gave one of her breasts a squeeze. “These are just for me and our kids.” Her face darkened in hue as she looked away, embarrassed.
“Then, they’re all yours.”