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"You're looking a little unloved."
He would know the solid body that slides onto the bench next to him anywhere.
Venti hums back, neither agreeing nor denying.
Her warmth bleeds into him as she presses into his side further, trapping him against the wall.
He hasn't drunk his fill yet today.
"A sorry sight I must be right now."
"A sorry sight indeed, if you didn't even notice that I entered the tavern."
The curve of her smile is disarmed.
Every moment that passes is disarming him as well.
Lumine sips once, twice at her cider, just for show and pushes the glass over to him.
And he's not one to refuse anything she'd offer him, so he takes it and turns it to drink from the edge where her lips left a fleeting kiss.
"You're looking a little unloved."
He's halfway through the cider when he cocks a questioning eyebrow at her.
Her palm comes to rest on his hand, thumb rubbing a knuckle absently. But those golden eyes rest on him, tender yet knowing.
"How about I put these hands to better use for a while? Would you mind that terribly, little dove?"
He shivers, body reaching back to close the unbearable gap there always seemed to be between them, before he stops.
Lumine however, has no such inhibitions. Her sweet lips damn him in a single whisper.
"Your call, little wisp. If you start something in a tavern, then you finish it."
He picks up the hand playing with his own and kisses the back of it, featherlight. Fuzzy delight spreads through his chest at seeing her fail to stifle her pleased smile.
"Shall we take our leave then?"
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The door clicks shut behind them when he toes it, stumbling as Lumine backs him up across her room, right into her bed. Her gaze is downright predatory today and he's happy to let her take control and be showered in her attention.
Both Paimon and Tubby are suspiciously absent from the mansion which leads him to believe she did plan this. He leans back across her bed, legs parting eagerly for her nudging thigh. She pushes her fingers under his collar and Venti's breath hitches in anticipation. But she only removes the emerald pendant around his throat with a soft clink. Her lips curl into a knowing smile as she sets it down on the nightstand carefully.
"Something on your mind?"
Venti's gaze slides off to the side, unwilling to face her. "Nothing much."
Lumine's lips kiss down his neck like raindrops. The bow at his throat comes undone with a swift pull, the ribbon falling to the floor as she pushes Venti's shirt off his shoulders. It gapes open exposing his chest, unbuttoned down to his corset.
From the gentle nosing under his chin to the marks sucked into the side of his neck, together they coax out an entire symphony in hitched breaths and cries from his mouth. She bites right under his collarbone and Venti trembles, holding back a groan. He feels desire itself ache between his legs at the thought of his body blooming with her marks.
He presses a finger between their lips when she tries to kiss him and watches her go cross eyed trying to look at it. He clicks his tongue.
"You're not savoring me, darling." He murmurs.
"Oh, is that so? Then what is it that I am doing to you?" She mouths against his finger. Her knee bullies its way in between his thighs, pushing against the crotch of his shorts. He groans, spreading his thighs and grinds right back.
She bats his finger away impatiently and digs her nail into his bottom lip, watching it pink and bounce up.
"You're…devouring…me." He mouths through two fingers pushing their way into his mouth. And gets his mouth forced open for it.
"Oh, Venti," She croons sweetly, pushing her thumb down against his tongue, feeling him push right back, "Are you going to keep being a brat?"
Her lover pretends to think for a second and smiles, cheeks dimpling. Venti rocks his hips back against her knee insistently, taking his pleasure.
"Oh, Lumi," He echoes back, "It's no fun if I don't."
Lumine sighs into his neck and he shivers at the hot breath. Gags a bit as she presses down hard on his tongue, tears collecting on his lashes.
"Then I guess I should put this selfish tongue to better use than simply mouthing off at me. Will you behave for me or should I collar you too?"
He groans as she shoves her knee harder between his legs.
"Hey, answer me." Her sharp voice brings him back from the fuzzy haze of pleasure he was fast falling into.
"Yes," He hisses, "Ohhh, Lumi you didn't—"
"I did indeed. Ask me properly now." She teases. How innocently she tempts him with her angelic voice. He'd follow her into his own ruin if it felt as good as this. If only the world narrowed down so tenderly into the space between their bodies.
"Please, Lumine. I need it, need you—"
"Yeah? Need me to what?" Her selfishness knows no bounds when she's leading this dance between them but it's Venti who helplessly follows her every time.
He curses and whines, thrusting back against her knee. "Do it. Do it Starshine, collar me already."
And what a sight he made, a treat only ever meant for her eyes. Teary teal eyes, a plush pink drooling mouth and soft, soft thighs clinging to her own, the stockings sliding against her knee with only a whisper. Half undone already, in more ways than one.
Half under too, she muses to herself.
She unclips the smaller Inteyvat from her hair and presses it against the hollow of his throat lightly.
"Don't you move now."
Dendro bursts from her fingertips, attaching itself to the back of the flower. Her hand encircles his throat in the shadow of a threat, vines growing under her palm.
"Oh my, how…innovative of you." He murmurs in admiration.
"Just for you, turtledove." Lumine giggles.
Dendro loops around his throat, twice and then thrice. It interlocks together to form a collar of vines, tickling his neck. Something deeply possessive inside him purrs with satisfaction at the feeling of the Inteyvat on his throat. For the night, he belongs to her, hers to do with as she pleases.
Venti shifts his thighs, squeezing her knee between them. But she doesn't leave him to his pleasurable haze any longer. A slim finger hooks into his collar, right below her Inteyvat and yanks gently until his lips kiss at her neck.
"Please me, little dove." She commands. "And I might consider pleasing you in return."
Venti bites at the crook of her neck before burying his face in her chest. His deft hands snake behind her waist to loosen the laces of her corset until her dress pools around her waist. Lumine pulls off her top haphazardly, unbothered by Venti's insistent nuzzling, and then the dress over her head.
He inhales the scent of her sweat hungrily, "You smell nice…and sweet. Subtly of cecilia?”
Lumine giggles, "A little present for my bard is hardly undue."
He kisses down the skin in between her breasts, gently thumbing at her nipples.
"Well, I shall savor your offering then." Venti murmurs.
He kisses a soft nipple and is rewarded with a hitch in her breath before he sucks a bite right above it. He rolls it in circles with a finger while kissing at the other one and feels more than hears her throaty groan. She tangles her fingers in his hair and arches forward in retaliation. If worship is what Lumine demands then worship Venti will.
"My star, let me offer my love in return."
They make a little game out of it. Lumine inches back towards the headboard and Venti chases the softness of her breasts until she leans back fully, luxuriating in his attention.
Venti doesn't let up until her nipples are swollen and her chest is covered in cheeky bites. He loves her even more for allowing it. Her thighs tremble around his hips but she only encourages him downwards, leash tight in her hand.
"Rather nice," She rasps, "But I know you can do better."
He helps her out of her bloomers until she's almost naked, save for her black panties. But when he reaches for the hem, she covers his hand with her own and shakes her head.
"I want to last longer tonight. Let them stay on." She yanks on the leash until his mouth is barely against hers.
"Please me through them, little one."
"As you wish." He whispers back and gets to work, kissing down the folds of her stomach, rubbing his cheek against them. He gets distracted by the stretch marks over her hips, tracing the bigger ones with his lips and kissing the tiny ones. Lumine's laugh warms his heart.
"I thought you were going to be a brat?"
"Hmmm no, this is far too much softness for me to bear." He kisses the curve of her cunt where thigh meets core. And dips his fingers into her panties.
"May I?"
"Of course."
He brushes the bush of blonde hair upwards, gently spreading her open to expose her clit through the fabric. Noses at it once, twice, before she pulls his head back by the hair.
"Don't push your luck. Your mouth is all I need. Be good now."
Venti pulls her hips close to his face, wrapping his arms around her thighs. He kisses her clit and laps at it with the flat of his tongue.
"That's it," Lumine murmurs hoarsely, "Just let me use you."
Getting to watch her slowly fall apart above him might be one of his favorite sights in the world. Lumine rocks her hips against his face, panties slick with desire. Redfaced and taking her pleasure, she moves against his mouth gently, hand fisted in his hair. From where he is, she looks as though a celestial goddess, taking what she desires.
Venti hums back, utterly absorbed in his task as he begins to suck on her clit. He feels the tremors in her hips under his palms and knows she's close.
"Oh archons, that's it. You're being so good for me right now, y'know that?" She pets his hair, pushing it away from his forehead.
Venti flicks his tongue over her clit teasingly and watches her arch her back, chasing the sensation. Her thighs flex hard and to feel all that strength under his arms makes him rub his own thighs together in want.
Lumine grinds on his mouth, pushing his face into her cunt even harder. Her calves lock around his neck in a tight embrace.
"You can do better than tha-" She pauses to shudder and moan, "You want me to cum for you that badly?"
Venti hums deeply against her clit, pushing his tongue flat against it before he sucks harder. He smiles against her cunt.
As a creature made of Anemo, it's not like he needs to breathe much.
Lumine trembles around him, thighs flexing uncontrollably and catches on to what he's doing instantly. When she rocks against him, he pushes his tongue flat over her clit and when she moves back, he sucks at it noisily. They find their rhythm fast enough and soon he's rewarded with her husky groans.
"So good, ohhh you're so good—"
Her panties are soaked through and Venti moves downwards to taste her slick, keeping his hand over her clit as she rides out the waves of pleasure. The grip on his hair grows painful as Lumine buries her fingers in it and yanks. She pets his head in reward, messing up his locks completely and urges his face back towards her clit.
"Again, little dove. You can give me one more, can't you?"
And because he could never say no to her, he mouths a yes into her pussy.
He rakes his fingernails lightly over her hips as he presses little kisses into her sensitive clit. The mix of pain and pleasure makes her head spin.
"You're way too good at this, you know?"
And the little wisp has the audacity to snicker back at her. "I learned from the best."
Lumine's hips spasm as she loses control, rocking them greedily against him, almost too rough. And he presses a thumb gently into her clit, sinking his teeth into the dip in her hip, sending her cresting the wave of pleasure.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm cumming again…drink it, Pet!"
And so he does.
He hooks a finger in her panties and moves them away from her pussy to lick away at all the slick that has collected between her folds mercilessly, not letting up even as she cries out, clearly overstimulated.
The musky scent drives him crazy, it heightens his greed to suck out more and more and more before she pulls him away, legs still trembling. Venti rests his head on her thigh, pressing little kisses into it and slides a hand into his own shorts.
They lock gazes and he sees his own hunger reflected back in her amber eyes. And then she glances downwards and croons, "Oh no dearest. After that fine display, you deserve something much better than your own fingers."
Venti matches her smirk with his own. "And what does my mistress have planned for me?"
Lumine pulls on the leash entangled among her fingers and watches Venti crawl towards her. She slings her legs over the edge of the bed and pats her thigh.
"Ride me, Pet."
She makes Venti straddle her until he's only kept upright by the collar at his throat. A possessive arm wraps around the small of his back, pulling his crotch flush against her thigh.
He huffs, breathless with desire, but slings his arms over her shoulders, pulling her face into his chest. He shifts in her lap and bites his lip at the sparking pleasure.
Lumine begins playing with his nipples, coaxing little cries out of him as his hips stutter. She keeps him upright by the collar, leash curled tight around her hand and brings his face in to kiss him deeply.
"Not gonna take much now." He sighs between breaths, undone.
She pulls him flush against her, pushing her thigh up against his cunt.
"Yeah? Is my little wisp gonna cum for me?"
"For you…Just for you!"
She licks up the salt on the side of his neck and he shudders, rocking against her faster. His knees protest, reaching their limit but he chases pleasure stubbornly, knowing he's earned it. Lumine presses her tongue flat against his tattoo, letting her own Anemo flow into it and watches his spine arch with hungry eyes.
"Lumine…was I— ahhh —good? Was I good for you?"
Her heart melts at his words.
"Of course you were. So good, my sweet little bird, sing now…more and more. Let me hear your voice."
He perchs his chin on her shoulder and cries out at the mean twitch of her thigh.
And as he reaches his edge, she sinks her teeth into the side of his neck, returning the favor he left on her hip.
A few more harsh flicks at his nipples and pushing up against his hips roughly is all it takes to unravel him completely. His back arches beautifully as he hurtles off the edge of pleasure. Tears fall down his cheeks and she kisses each one she can catch as she bullies him through it.
His body continues to tremble until the aftershocks of pleasure are all that's left behind.
Venti slumps backwards, teetering over the edge of her knee until Lumine swings her legs onto the bed, taking his tired body with her to cradle him in her arms.
He kisses up her neck messily, much to her amusement.
She ruffles his hair and scratches at his scalp soothingly when he buries his head in her chest.
"I meant it. You were amazing. You're always so good for me." She chuckles. "Though I think we made a bit of a mess."
As Lumine shifts, she can feel the remains of her slick in her soaked panties.
Venti only hums back, nuzzling her collarbone further.
"Rather undone, aren't we? Answer me this at least. Bath now or later?"
He presses a soft kiss above her breast, where her heart might be.
"Later. Cuddles now."
Lumine sighs fondly and presses a kiss in return, into his hair.
"Very well. As my beloved wishes."