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Lohen loved his night walks for multiple reasons. For one, he often would stumble on things he shouldn’t be seeing and could watch from far away with a smirk on his face, for two, he could scare lost travellers and make them pee their pants, for three, he could accidentally find cute guys.
He wasn’t a morning person, so staying up late was no problem, even if Jean insists he should be at work way earlier, she has abandoned the cause for a good time now. It was currently around midnight and the moon barely showed a crescent of its white and rocky surface, all he could see around him was shadows after shadows.
Mondstadt was calm, if it weren’t for the single bird singing even at this hour, an idea of killing the boar that had just passed him bloomed inside Lohen’s head, but it was soon interrupted by a voice complaining.
“Stupid weasel thief! Where did you put my lantern?” said the voice coming from afar like the animal could answer him.
Lohen couldn’t help but feel intrigued, he then, of course, started following the voice to find its owner. From the sound of it, he had a young prey at the tip of his fingers. His hand rubbed light circles on the knife on his belt and his tongue flicked his lips.
The boy searching for his lantern could not see Lohen hiding in the dark behind a large tree, even in plain sight it would have been hard to discern him. Lohen was used to the dark and could see the stranger’s figure pretty easily, not his face though, this would be later. The guy was crouched and touching the ground to find traces of the weasel thief.
Lohen stepped closer by the second, he didn’t even know what he would do when he would be right behind the boy. Attack him? Welcome him to Mondstadt because he clearly wasn’t from here? Help him find his lantern? Fuck him? He had many options before him, but he still had a few meters before having to make a decision.
“YOU! COME BACK HERE, FILTHY ANIMAL!” shouted the boy who had gotten up, his large coat flying in the wind and barely touching Lohen. “I’m never getting to the pub if I don’t have my–”
Before he could finish his sentence, his head had turned to see the shadow following him closely. In a fraction of a second, his fist was on Lohen’s face and blood was already dripping down his nose. This boy knew how to throw a punch for sure. The young boy could not see the face of whatever had been following him, so he continued attacking it with all his strength, assuming that it was probably a hilichurl, a rather well dressed one.
Lohen was on the ground, blood flowing out of his nose and cuts on his forehead and cheek, letting him taste drops of delicious mixture into his mouth. He did not even dare fight back, he just enjoyed the emotion and strength the mysterious boy had put into every hit. How he loved when people acted on survival instinct.
But this was enough, he could have continued getting stomped on by the guy a million times, but he had to see his face now. Lohen jumped suddenly onto the other boy to force him down. The lost lantern hit the back of the boy’s shoulder, he gasped and quickly grabbed the precious item before lighting it and finally discovering the face of the monster he had decided to attack.
“Oh,” let out the boy.
“Well hello darling,” said Lohen with a blood covered smirk.
The boy on the ground pushed himself up to put himself in a sitting position, holding up his lantern to see Lohen’s face better. That did not look like the face of a hillichurl, maybe a Fatui?
“Wh-what organization are you from?! Why are you following me?” asked the lost boy, the fear and confusion mixing with the light of the flame in his eyes.
“Just this little gang of boring people called the Knights of Favonius. Horrid name really,” answered Lohen with a shrug like he was part of some bookclub. “Ever heard of it?”
The young boy gaped at him, had he just attacked one of the most important people of Mondstadt? His time in Mondstadt would go horribly worse if he attacked without reason a member of the Knight of Favonius. He was here for a reunion of lightkeepers and Knights… Maybe he was just a lower rank knight?
“Lohen, Vice Captain of the Fifth Company to your service,” said Lohen, now standing up, and bowing elegantly like a true gentleman, even holding out a hand to help him get up. “May I ask for your name?”
“Fuck,” said the boy.
Lohen raised an eyebrow in confusion of the sudden curse word. Had the boy only now realized the damage he made on his beautiful face? Maybe he feels sorry about it. He doesn’t need an apology, if he tells him his name and he’ll be glad to leave him. But he wouldn’t mind an apology that will start with the boy’s delicate fingers unzipping his trousers.
“Uhm… my name’s Illuga… uhh Lightkeeper, or something like that,” finally answered Illuga after a few seconds of staring at the bloodied face. Why was he talking like that?!
“Enchanted, Illuga. Has anyone ever told you that your beauty is as powerful as your fists?” asked Lohen, giving his all to seduce the young bird.
“I– I… nobody has, no,” said Illuga. Why wasn’t Lohen mad at him? He would be if someone had decided to attack him out of nowhere. “I’m really sorry for attacking you… I thought you were… well I didn’t know what you were, but I didn’t think you were an honorary knight for sure.”
“Oh, well you know, Birdy, there are more ways to apologise than with words,” whispered Lohen while stepping closer to Illuga’s ear.
The smell of blood was overwhelming. It was so close to his nose, yet the boy with blue hair continued closing the distance between them.
“I don’t really know…” started Illuga, but immediately Lohen gave him a look saying “you know what I mean”.
“OH! Of course I can help tending to your wounds. That would be the least I can do for you!” exclaimed Illuga.
“The least indeed…” mumbled to himself Lohen. It didn’t take long for him to realise that this was a very easy way to turn the situation around, he already had a plan in mind. “There’s an abandoned camp further down the path. There should be a comfortable tent and a fire.”
Like two old friends, the boys started walking towards the campsite that Lohen described with only the light of the singular lantern. Lohen’s head was pounding and his nose was probably crooked because of Illuga, but if this meant a chance to get the boy to make use of that stuttering month, he didn’t mind it at all.
They arrived at the very much deserted campsite and Illuga started a fire to warm them both in the chilly autumn temperature. The fire reflected beautifully on his silvery hair, making it sparkle like the stars about them.
“Sadly, I don’t think we have a first aid kit so we’ll have to do it the animal way…” Lohen waited a monet before continuing his sentence, wanting Illuga’s full attention on him. “Licking our wounds.”
“Like a bunch of cats? No, don’t worry I found an old one lying in the tent,” answered Illuga with an awkward laugh, he did not take Lohen's words seriously.
Lohen sat down, defeated, next to the young boy who didn’t look a single bit interested about ripping his clothes off his body. He should probably just leave if nothing was going to happen, it’s not like he actually needed someone to wipe his bloody nose. But something is just pushing him to stay, and Lohen always follows his instinct.
“Don’t move, okay?” carefully said Illuga with caution in his every movement while disinfecting his wounds, starting with his face.
It stung a little, but by Illuga’s soft hand it was only comforting, not that comfort was exactly what he was aiming for. A couple of minutes later, his wounds had all been tended, yet the smell of blood still floated in the night air.
“You smell that, Birdy?” asked Lohen with a smile at the smell of his favorite scent.
He took Illuga’s shoulder and slowly turned it to see that a large dark red spot had stained his brow coat, it seemed like it was Lohen’s turn to play the nurse. Without waiting a second more, a clear excuse to remove fabric off Illuga’s frail body, he pulled off his large coat and discovered the most perfectly sculpted shoulders. A wool sleeveless shirt was the only thing between Lohen and the boy’s nipples, he’d get there.
“Let me help you out with that, darling,” purred Lohen.
His mouth dangerously approached the wound on Illuga’s right shoulder blade, the cut was clean, but blood was still pouring out of it, probably caused by the lantern when he fell on it. The pink tongue tasted the red mixture and Lohen’s pants immediately took volume. His mouth trailed the cut, not letting a drop slide down the pale back. Lohen could see Illuga closing his eyes and panting at the feeling of Lohen, not only on his wound but also on his groin, pressing. Seems like Lohen wasn’t the only one appreciating the experience.
Their expressions were very distinct, one looked like a hungry wolf with only one thing in mind and the other was blushing so hard that heat could radiate off him and had his hands covering his face. While Illuga would probably have chosen to run away from embarrassment, he tried being brave and turned towards the tent for at least a little intimacy for what was clearly going to happen, but Lohen didn’t bulge.
“We’re all alone, Birdy, don’t be scared, worst case scenario, we give a free show to a little creep,” argued Lohen to encourage Illuga to stay next to the fire.
Illuga was clearly uncomfortable with the idea, he who had barely ever done anything intimate, he wasn’t exactly ready to expose himself like that in plain sight.
“Sit down, Illuga, I’ll convince you,” said Lohen while pointing at the tree trunk that was used as a bench. With an exasperated breath, Illuga followed the order.
In a blink of an eye, Illuga’s trousers were gone and a very wet and drooling mouth was contouring the pink tip. It might not have been the largest one he had ever seen, but it represented Illuga well somehow. Maybe everyone looks a little like their cock. With aggressive and hungry noises, Lohen tasted the integrity of what lay between the boy's legs, from his balls to the beginning of his urethra, the soft and vigorous tongue had passed and left a trail of moans that came out of Illuga’s mouth behind.
Enough of this overseen scene. Lohen grabbed the wool sweater he had grown found enemy of and tore apart to reveal the most candy looking nipples ever. Lohen watched the sweat drip from Illuga’s forehead and took his fingers to it, wetting it of body fluid and wiping it off on the nipples, making them shine in the firelight like mini stars. He sucked so hard on them that Illuga felt as good as he did when he was doing the same to his genitals.
“Lo–Lohen~” moaned Illuga, out of breath. “Just fuck me already before someone comes.”
“You’re the one on the verge of coming,” said Lohen cheekily, biting the skin of his chest and proceeding to put Illuga in a more optimised position.
Each thrust, deeper than the last, came with a new sound from Lohen’s little bird. A moan, a gasp, a scream even. All so delightful to hear, and to feel on his neck.
“Were you planning on waking up every animal in Mondstadt tonight, Birdy?” asked Lohen.
“You’re literally reorganising my organs right now. I have the right to– AH~ S–scream…” retorted Illuga, out of breath.
It didn't take many more pushes inside Illuga’s stomach for Lohen to finish splendidly on Illuga’s face, having removed his cock from the buthole a fraction of a second before to enjoy the sight of Illuga’s face full of his cum. On the other end, Lohen’s lower stomach was also covered in body fluid, and seemed like they had been pretty synchronised.
Lohen grabbed his clothes that were laying way too close to the fire and didn’t even put them back on before starting to walk away from the campsite, leaving a filthy and very naked young boy laying on the grass who still hadn’t come back to reality after this life changing sex.
“See you tomorrow at this “Lightkeeper and Knights” meeting~” shouted Lohen without turning back.
He walked back to his apartment with his bare ass meeting the cold breeze of the night, not an ounce of shame laid in this man.