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Lohen and Mika would often take hikes together, outside of their knightly duties. Thankfully for Mika, his job encompassed his hobby, but it was nice to let go of the obligations. As for Lohen, his trips usually involved a bit more bloodshed, but a standard hike in the wilderness was nostalgic to him, and letting go of some bloodlust was worth it for Mika's company. Somehow, these two very different people had carved out a space in each of their hearts for the other. Long walks in the wilderness, disappearing for hours or even days on end, that was something they cherished.
And of course, with such a prolonged period of time alone together, came a yearning. Either in their tents, or simply on the ground beneath the stars, they would shed their clothes and lose themselves in each other. It happened in so many ways. Sometimes Lohen would get pent up, the energy usually reserved for fighting put towards more carnal pursuits. Other times, Mika would get hazy and distracted and Lohen, knowing full well all of his boyfriend's ticks, would offer his mouth or hand or rear as a way to relieve him. It was all just as well, they'd bathe after returning anyway, what were a few bodily fluids amongst dirt and sweat?
This time, they had taken a walk in the marshes to the north, near Dorman Port but not close enough to justify actually stopping there. That was actually something they appreciated; compared to the hustle and bustle of Mondstadt's two main cities, nature was quiet and peaceful. The trees, for the most part, provided a pleasant shade and shelter from the afternoon sun. Mika and Lohen walked side by side, close enough to hold hands if practicality allowed. They were each dressed in dull tunics and trousers, much like any average citizen, and on their backs were equally large rucksacks. It was perfect, in that they'd shed all reference to their knighthood, and were simply two lovers out and about. They'd been out for over half a day at that point, on an expedition that would conservatively take two days at most. A short one, by their standards, but time together was time together.
"So, any idea where we're going to set up camp, birdie?" Lohen asked, glancing over at Mika.
"Um..." Mika hummed, staring at the large hand-drawn map he held in his hands, pointing at it as he continued. "I think here, maybe. There's a stream, some shade and plenty of open space for a campfire. We should get there with time to spare."
"Clever. Pace ourselves."
"Exactly."
Mika went quiet for a moment, squinting at the map.
"You want to make a detour?" Lohen asked. He knew exactly what that look meant.
Mika, who was still surprised by Lohen's perceptiveness, glanced up at him with his mouth open a little. But he managed to make a quick recovery.
"Well, only if you want, I mean..."
"Come on, birdie, show me where you want to go and we'll go there."
"Alright. Look, here."
He pointed at a patch on the map that was drawn in a darker shade of brown than the surrounding areas.
"Mud pits. Or plains." Mika went on. "I thought maybe we could stop there for a bit and take a mud bath." At Lohen's incredulous look, he laughed softly. "Ok I know how it sounds, but I've read about it and it's supposed to be really good for your skin. Just a try couldn't hurt."
Lohen made a show of pretending to give it some thought before flashing Mika a massive smile.
"Sure! Let's get dirty."
"Uh... yeah. As long as you're on board."
They turned at the next available chance in the path, walking for a while longer before coming into a clearing that the sun shone brightly on. It was that perfect kind of sunny day where every vista looked like an intricately painted landscape. This one in particular would have been an oil painting of a lot of mud.
Directly ahead of the pair was a pit of mud, silky smooth and a light-ish brown colour, thicker than water but liquid enough to step into. Not a living thing was in sight, which was perfect, and a thick yet clean earthy scent emanated from the pool.
"Huh. Nice." Lohen remarked. "Well, we getting in or not?"
Mika giggled.
"You're eager."
"Of course! Mud and Mika, what could be better?"
"Pfft. Lohen, you're ridiculous."
Lohen turned towards Mika and closed the gap in a single step, cupping Mika's round cheeks with his hand.
"But you love it."
"I do."
Mika, in a show of confidence that to most would look odd on him, leaned in and kissed Lohen on the mouth, deepening it instantly, letting his tongue slide past Lohen's lips. When they parted, both were flushed and panting faintly.
"We should get in." Mika said.
"Mm."
They stripped off their clothes, Lohen dumping his in a pile and Mika neatly folding his. There they stood, both very nude, sneaking glances at each other's bodies. Lohen was the first to notice Mika's swelling.
"Got a problem there, birdie?"
Mika looked down, and then smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah. It'll go down in a second."
"Course. Shall we?"
Lohen held out his hand like a true gentleman escorting another fair gentleman to a ball. Going along with it, Mika took his hand and stepped with him into the mud. It was warmer than they expected, creating a pleasant sensation around their feet. They walked in until thick mud was enveloping up to their knees.
"It feels really weird." Mika said. "In a good way. It's like a hug."
"A really dirty hug."
"Yeah, but think of how good it is for the skin."
"Eh." Lohen shrugged. "You don't have to sell me on it, I was gonna do it anyway. You asked."
Mika blushed a little, coughing to cover up his stutter. He took a few tentative steps further and began to squat, sinking into the muck and filth until he was sitting, encased up to his shoulders.
Lohen took a little longer, though not out of nerves; he found the sight of Mika slowly being covered in filth strangely erotic and hypnotising. In fact, the only reason he sunk in alongside Mika was to hide the boner that threatened to rear its head.
Aside from the brief arousal, both of them found it quite relaxing once they'd settled in, leaning back against whatever solid mass they could find as they sat next to each other. The temperature and texture combined to make a feeling akin to, as Mika said, a warm hug. Despite it literally being a pool of dirt, it felt fairly clean. Maybe that was down to both of them being the outdoorsy types, but credit had to be given to the apparent purity of the mixture.
"Mmm..." hummed Mika in quiet bliss. "This is nice."
"Yeah it is." said Lohen, glancing at Mika.
After lounging for a while in the muck, Mika piped up. Being with Lohen made "piping up" more common for him.
"OH! We should do mud masks!"
"Eh?" Lohen said, dragged out of a half-slumber.
"Mud masks. Like mud on our faces. I mean, we're already covered so why not? It's good for the skin, probably. Even if it isn't, it'd be something for the bucket list."
"Getting mud-face is on your bucket list, is it, Mika?"
"Well..." Mika blushed a bit. "It's a figure of speech! Come on, it'll be fun."
"Oh alright, ok. Come on."
Lohen shifted, making a squelching noise, and went face to face with Mika, sticking his face forward and closing his eyes with a smug smile.
"Mud me up."
Mika giggled and scooped up some warm mud in his face, feeling it around in his hand for a moment, relishing the texture.
"Ok here goes."
He gently placed a blob onto Lohens face and began to spread it, rubbing it in like a lotion. His eyes crinkled and he hummed a little, enjoying this quiet moment between them in the wilds. Once it was done, he stared Lohen in the now-open eyes.
"How is it?"
"Weird." Lohen said instantly. "But nice. Warm. Kinda feel it drying, but that's part of it. I feel dirty but clean. 'K, your turn, gimme your face."
As Mika prepared himself, Lohen picked up some mud.
"Ooooh. Goopy."
He then began to do the same to Mika as was done to him, until Mika's pale, round face was smeared with mud. However, this was Lohen, and Lohen was a little shit. So, after a nice moment, he dipped both of his hands into the mud and splattered it on top of Mika's hair, staining the blonde locks brown and matting them.
Mika yelped, but Lohen wasn't done, smearing more mud betwixt Mika's locks, cackling like a lunatic.
"LOHEN!" Mika squeaked.
"Ehehehe. Come on, birdie, don't just take it! Mud fight!"
If this were anyone else, Mika would have likely apologised for getting in the way of the mud or something. However, Lohen bought out the small streak of wickedness in his, and so he hurled a glob of mud right at Lohen's head, turning a patch of cyan into brown.
"You're on." he said, with the closest thing to a smirk his face would allow.
Their sudden fight began in full force, hurling dirt at each other until they resembled little more than swamp creatures. But there was no animosity to be seen or heard, only smiles and laughter; Lohen's mad, elated cackles and Mika's free, unrestrained chuckles.
Mika, having gotten the upper hand, decided to go for the "kill", diving forward and tackling Lohen, sending them both tumbling into the muck. Lohen hit it back-first, and Mika fell on top of him, both of them well and truly covered. They chuckled and laughed and cackled and grinned until suddenly they didn't. If the mud wasn't obscuring their faces, their blushes would have been clear.
"Uh... birdie?"
"Lohen?"
"Seems like you have a problem there."
"Yeah... uh... you too."
Mika clambered off Lohen and sat on his knees in the more shallow patch, with Lohen doing the same. They both stared down at the other's fully erect penises. Instinctively, both of them looked around, already decided on what they wanted to do.
No one was nearby.
"So..." said Mika.
Lohen nodded.
"Mhm. Get over here. You wanna do it or d'you want me to..?"
"Uh... you, please."
Lohen and Mika shuffled closer to each other so that their muddy cocks were right up against each other as they sat on their knees. Lohen reached down and wrapped his hand around both his own dick and Mika's slightly smaller one. The precum and mud combined to make a loud, lewd squelching noise. Then, he began to move his hand, jacking them both off at the same time.
"Fuuuuuuuuuck." Mika groaned. "Lohen, you're so good with your hands."
"Yeah... mmm... yeah, all for you, birdie."
Lohen's breath hitched as he felt the combined sensations of Mika's dick against his and his own hand. As he licked his lips faintly, he hummed at the earthy taste. This was the kind of thing he lived for, aside from fighting: he and Mika with only their bodies and the wilderness. They could probably make a scavenger hunt of all the places they'd had sex in one way or another outside.
Mika was a lot more vocal, as often he was. He whined and groaned at the sensations. It was cute, for Lohen anyway, Mika was so easy to overstimulate in the best way possible. It was always so rewarding to see the normally polite and uptight surveyor become like warm putty in his hands.
"Birdie, you can rest on me if you want." Lohen hummed softly. "Come on."
Instantly, Mika flopped his head into Lohen's shoulder, draping his arm over Lohen's other one. His breathing became laboured. Not in a choking to death kind of way but rather an unrestrained pleasure kind of way.
Lohen, for his part, found it adorable and a little heart-warming. Mika, with so much trust in his boyfriend, would often just rest on whatever part of Lohen was available during handjobs or the like. It sparked in Lohen a sense of pride at how much he'd gotten through Mika's walls. As a reward, both to Mika and himself, he kissed Mika's cheek, recoiling quickly however.
"Blech! Mud in the mouth, mud in my mouth!" Lohen sputtered. "Ah, shouldn't have done that. How are you holding up birdie?"
Mika murmured something.
"Hm? Speak up birdie. Can't hear you."
Mika retreated from his shoulder and looked up at him with bashful eyes.
"Do you want to have sex?" he asked. "Here?"
Lohen's face lit up.
"Hehe, thought you'd never ask."
With a new energy in his demeanour, and far more animated than he was earlier, he pulled back and fell onto his hands or knees with a squelch, arching his mud-caked behind and wiggling it at Mika. It was their mating dance, to put it simply. Mika could not resist Lohen's ass, nor would he ever even try. So, as though he was being hypnotised, he crawled over and lined up. The mud was wet enough, so there was no lube required.
Probably. Mika hadn't the patience at that moment anyway.
"I'm going in now, ok?" Mika repeated the same thing he said every time they did it.
"Yeah yeah, fuck me!"
"A-ah, ok."
With little resistance, Mika slid in. Lohen was tight but never "too tight". Mika had learned a while back that it was because Lohen often played with himself whenever and wherever the mood struck. It was mutually beneficial, Lohen got his kicks and Mika got a lot of sex... which technically Lohen also benefitted from too. So everything came up Lohen.
Mika wasted no time in moving, pistoning his hips like a madman, the mud adding to the usual "plap plap plap" sounds and creating an unimaginably lewd symphony, accompanying which was the sound of Mika's fervent, worshipping moans.
Lohen wasn't immune to the pleasure of a cock in his ass, groaning each time Mika hit his insides with such enthusiasm. He cried out in the muck, the feeling of getting fucked in a pool of filth, out in the wilderness where anyone could see driving him wild. Both of them were so respected amongst the knights, so the risk of someone catching them like this was both terrifying and tantalising. Plus, Mika was so... feral like this. He didn't have the biggest dick in the world, but he made up for it by putting his all into every thrust.
They fucked in that position like filthy animals, no further words exchanged between them, only the feral grunts of two men who wanted each other badly. Mika, imbued with confidence, even worked up the courage to smack Lohen's ass, drawing out a surprisingly high pitched yelp from the Vice-Captain, then a whoop as Mika hit his special spot.
As Mika thrusted, his hands started to wander, groping at Lohen's muddy body. Lohen's muscles were subtle, but there. And by the archons could Mika feel them. They were firm, and Mika gripped and groped them with abandon, allowing his inner pervert to come out in full force. Mika got stressed a lot at work, and a perverted mud fuck was just what the doctor ordered. Well, that and pills.
There was a kind of beastliness to their love-making that awakened something in them. Even aside from all the muck and the fact that they were outdoors, they looked like beasts. Monsters. Creatures. Things that shouldn't care about right, wrong, decency or dignity. And they didn't.
Lohen's tongue hung out of his mouth like a mutt, and Mika was no better, biting his lip so hard that he tasted blood.
"F-fuck!" Mika spat out. "I'm close. I'm close! Can... can I?"
"Fill me up..." groaned Lohen breathlessly. "Pump your load into me, birdie."
Mika didn't need a single word more. His hips slammed forward, smacking almost painfully against Lohen's behind, connecting their bodies as he shot sperm into Lohen's tight and willing hole. His vision glazed over as he felt himself black out from the sheer overstimulating pleasure.
He felt his grip on Lohen loosen as he slid out, landing in the mud with a soft squelch. Lohen was no better, knees buckling. But they found their way to each other, cuddling in the mud as the cum from Lohen's ass dripped out and mixed with the dirt.
"That was nice." Mika eventually murmured.
"Mm." was all Lohen could hum.
"We should... we should get out and keep walking."
"Yeah, we should. Are we going to?"
"No."
They stayed like that for "a short time" by which they meant (when they mentioned this story at the tavern) until the sun went down. They eventually just decided to set up camp there.
The mud pits became a regular spot for them to visit and, just for a while, become rabid animals in.