you hide your face with your disguise // 'cause someone filled your head with lies

[monoceroscaeli]

[It had been a few days since the hunt for the Great Mujina Youkai had come to an end, having to say goodbye to the kids and to Yoimiya too. The ship that was to take him back to Snezhnaya would be arriving a bit later in the day, and Childe sighs as he sits back in his chair in the tent he's occupying in one such hidden Fatui camp. He had a great time in Inazuma. The country was beautiful, rich with a new culture to learn and all sorts of places to explore and fight new and more exciting enemies. All his things were in order- the gifts that he'd bought to bring back to his family, Teucer's Onikabuto in a little bug box with some food to keep it alive during the trip back- all he'd have to do is wait for the ship and he'd be on his way.

He tells himself that he'd return to the country one day, once tensions between the Fatui and the Shogunate calm down. It was a miracle that he was able to stay as long as he has, evading the Tenryou Commission. He has some people to thank for that, and he won't forget what they did for him while he's been here. Some gifts would be in order for them upon his return.

The Harbinger idly plays with a writing utensil between his fingers. He'd like to bring something from Snezhnaya for Yoimiya, too.

There's a sharp rap at his door, and Childe sighs. He doesn't really want to deal with work right now, perfectly happy reminiscing on the time he's spent in Inazuma before he leaves, but answers with a bored tone to his voice:]

Come in.

[An agent enters, bowing and standing at attention.]

Sir, we've captured a Tenryou Commission spy that was found sneaking around. We've taken her into custody and are awaiting your orders on how to deal with her.

[Childe's eyebrow raises. It should have been hard to find this camp, even by the Shuumatsuban. Somehow, doubt creeps into his mind, but stands from his chair.]

Alright, I'll deal with it myself. At least I can have one last bit of fun before I depart.

[The agent only bows once more, to lead Childe towards the prisoner. He knows better than to argue with the Harbinger, but feels sorry for the spy. The two cross the camp to another tent, the agent stopping him right before lifting the flap for his senior commander.]

She claims to be from the fireworks shop, but we've seen Tenryou soldiers stop frequently at it.

[Before he can answer, the flap is lifted to reveal a certain girl that he'd met not but a few days ago...]

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[monoceroscaeli]

[Archons, if he makes it out of tonight alive, he'll be surprised.

Her words of debauchery ring in his ears, secretly breathing out a heavy sigh as he catches the sight of his own length bulging through his underwear. The boots get unbuckled slowly to give Yoimiya the nice view for as long as possible, grinning to himself when she grabs his ass. He figured she'd like that, and it serves to turn him on even more.

Not bad, she says. Please, he knows it's still toned and a delight to squeeze even if it's not defined. He finishes slipping out of his military officer's boots, removing the knee-high socks along with it to turn around. That look on her face, he only returns it with a intrigued look of his own, wondering what kind of tricks she was up to.]

Oh? I'll be the judge of that.

[His Harbinger jacket gets unceremoniously thrown to the floor as he presses himself up against her, letting his arms wrap around her middle as his hands snake down to cup her own butt. His fingers dig in and grope her with greed, a quiet little whine escaping from him involuntarily. Feeling her body with the mounting expectations of the next few minutes is driving him more mad by the second, his head pressing up against the side of hers as he appreciates what the dear Electro Archon gave Yoimiya.]

...Hah, alright, you win. You definitely have the better butt.

[niwabi]

[ oh, she's more than happy to let him be the judge. yoimiya is more than aware of her own shapely figure and is very confident he'll be pleased with her delightfully plump bottom. a fervent groan escapes from her mouth as he hungrily squeezes her rear, she leans into his chest, enjoying the warmth of his body heat in combination with the sounds he's making. ]

Hehe, told ya so.

[ earlier comment aside, she actually does think he has a nicely toned butt. maybe one day she'll tell him the truth. maybe.

now that his boots are off, yoimiya expresses her gratitude by rewarding him what he's been waiting for this whole time. after unbuckling the harness, she moves her hands downwards, pushing the trousers down to his ankles. shortly after, his undergarments quickly follow suit, the blonde's eager hands waste no time in sliding down his boxer briefs, finally giving him the relief of freeing his pulsating cock. as she's getting a good look at her prize, yoimiya's suspicions get confirmed, he really is harder than back when they were on the beach. archons... his size truly is remarkable, her whole body shudders from excitement at the thought of having that inside of her.

even though she already knows how good he feels in her hands, she still can't resist the urge to touch him. curling her palm around him, she slowly slicks her fingers up and down his impressive shaft. tartaglia already feels so big and hot in her hand, just touching him elicits a needy mewl from her lips, her body is aching, ready to take him in. yoimiya's free hand comes up to take care of the last bit of clothing on him, unclasping the golden button hooking his shirt together. ]

Oh dear. Tartaglia, you look harder than earlier. I really appreciate that you took the time to prepare me with your fingers and tongue. [ not to mention that it felt incredible. ] Taking on this beast looks like it'll be quite the challenge.

[ a challenge that she's been very much looking forward to. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[The only reason he moves his upper body back is to let his eyes trail down to watch Yoimiya take the remaining obstacles in her way and let them slide off and fall to the floor, his pants and underwear finally pooling around his feet. Even the tips of her fingers now spread fire across his skin, from letting her hands free him of his undergarments to her appreciate graze of her fingers up and down his length. It takes everything not to moan just at this gesture alone, noting how much anticipation had built up inside of himself that he hadn't realized had been there all along. All the terrible thoughts he'd had all night had shifted his body into this state of ravenous need for Yoimiya, and now that he was free and she was primed and ready for him, he feels something give.

It's her touch, her teasing and her tugging his strings perfectly that begins the complete unraveling of his mind. Tartaglia twitches under her hands, the little taste of pleasure that runs through him gets him on the hook and his body demands for more. Now that his shirt has been unbuttoned, he quickly dashes it to the floor along with his harness, hoping that he'll remember to pick it back up for when he takes her to the bath.]

Hah, so you too, enjoy a good challenge? You know, they say that the bedroom too, can serve as its own battlefield. We may not be in a bedroom per se, but...

[He looks over in the direction of the hot spring proper, before returning his gaze to Yoimiya.]

I think we'll need the entirety of it tonight.

[He says, moving closer to press his lower body up against hers, craning his neck downward low enough to breathe hot, heavy breaths into her ear.]

I don't think I can wait long enough to bother with washing. Allow me to take you in there right now, I need to see if you can take all of me inside of you, and how long you'll last. Can you match the stamina of a Harbinger, Yoimiya?

[He challenges, as he takes her earlobe between his teeth and tugs at it gently, hands wandering to massage her butt to convince her to let him have his way.]

[niwabi]

[ the moment his shirt goes flying, yoimiya's eyes are immediately drawn to his well defined upper build. not only is he packing in the lower half, tartaglia's entire physique is simply magnificent. her gaze keeps flickering back and forth between his perfectly chiseled chest and toned abs. all of his many years of being in the heat of battle have not just served to fuel his lust for fighting but have also given him an incredible body. good looking, fun personality, great with children (also apparently rich? but yoi isn't ready to talk about that yet) ... the harbinger really does have it all, a small part of her brain wonders if tartaglia is way out of her league for a country bumpkin girl like herself.

the sensation of his hot breath against her ear is more than enough to break her out of being mesmerized by his body. she's quick to let out a desperate whine as his teeth nips at her ear, those sounds turning into delightful moans at the feeling of his fingers kneading her bottom. it will never take much for him to get his way, she is always ready and willing to give him exactly what he desires. ]

Mm, yes. I can't wait any longer either... [ although looking as if she were in heat, tartaglia's challenge manages to bring a competitive glint back into her eyes. ] Hm, this is my first time taking on a Harbinger. Your reputation certainly precedes you, so I imagine you're going to be quite the tough opponent. But... I have a feeling you're going to be really pleased with my stamina.

[ likewise, she's very excited to see how long the fatui harbinger will last. if his prowess in combat is anything to go by, she's fairly certain that he'll give her a run for her mora in the stamina department.

as much as she doesn't want to break away from his touch, yoimiya knows that she has to. the sooner they reach to their destination, the better. they'll be able to indulge in the depths of their debauchery all they want. there's still the matter regarding their undrunken bottles of alcohol. yoimiya makes sure to pick up the bag containing the beverages before heading out to the hot springs, purposely walking in front to give him a good viewing pleasure of her ass.

upon entering the hot springs, yoimiya is in awe at the sight in front of them. the medicinal, steaming water looked so alluring to jump right into. stones methotically placed around the springs combined with the small waterfall flowing into the bath added to the romantic charm of the breathtaking view. this isn't her first time visiting the bathhouse but every time, she manages to bask in it's splendor. it's even more special knowing that the two of them have the entire place all to themselves. the blonde sits down by the water's edge, first letting her feet soak as she pulls the bottle of cold sake out of their bag. she opens it to take a small swig straight from the bottle, not even bothering to get a cup. ]

As always, this place never ceases to amaze me. [ she turns to tartaglia to offer him the cold sake while also winking at him. ] You picked a good battlefield for our spar.

[monoceroscaeli]

[The answer to his challenge gets him to grin mischievously- he's come to understand that Yoimiya's got a bit of a competitive side to herself, and he can't let that subtle gloat go unchallenged. He's no doubt that she'll impress him, she already has in more ways than one. But why not spice things up a little, raise the stakes, and put her in a position where he makes her work to prove her words while giving her everything she deserves in the process? To him, this is a win-win situation and every moment is going to be exciting.

Remembering to pick his chest harness up, he follows her as he stares at her cute, plump butt, all the while laughing to himself. She's doing it on purpose and he knows it, and he's enjoying the show of her hips swaying as she walks. Exactly what she wants him to do, he's sure.

As he steps in, he too takes in the scenery of the hot spring, but he's already making plans for certain spots that he picks out for the two of them. Keeping those plans to himself, he continues to stand next to her as he takes the bottle, drinking deeply from it. The faster he can get more and more intoxicated at this point, the better, and it'll take quite a bit more.]

Hah, I'm glad you liked my little metaphor. I knew I found you alluring for a reason, [he states simply, choosing now to move behind her to lower himself down to rest his knees on the ground, wrapping his arms around her middle. Tartaglia lets his head rest on her shoulder as he gazes out into the hot spring, enjoying having her close and all to himself, quietly appreciating the moment while letting his mind run amok with how he's about to make Yoimiya live up to her words.]

I had a little idea, if you'll indulge me. Mind spreading your legs a little and leaning back into me a bit? I need to get down here.

[One of his hands slides downwards towards her groin, waiting for her permission and access.]

[niwabi]

Hehe, you have a way with words. Your metaphor was just too cool that I had to use it as well.

[ as soon as his arms are wrapped around her, yoimiya easily finds herself melting into his warm touch. she rests her own head against his as she takes in the magnificent view of the hotsprings laid before them. even with the looming presence of their fervent desires clouding her mind, she can still appreciate this tender moment before they turn this bathhouse into a battleground for their depravity. ]

Oh? I'm excited to see what you have in mind.

[ simply hearing that he has an idea only adds to her ever growing anticipation of what's to come. thanks to the incredible way he returned the favor earlier, she had since sobered up a little from after they left uyuu restaurant. as tasty as sake is, yoimiya feels like she needs something with a little more power to prepare her for the rest of the evening. thankfully, that's what the snezhnayan fire-water is there for. she takes the partially drunk bottle of fire-water and downs a bit of it before going along with tartaglia's idea.

following his instructions, she leans her back into his body and spreads her eager legs open for him. she's not exactly sure what kind of postion he plans on taking but that is uncertainty makes their maddening descent into lust all the more exciting. tartaglia is an unpredictable man, a trait that yoimiya quite enjoys, nothing will ever be mundane with him around. she trusts that whatever idea he has in store for the two of them will be quite enjoyable. ]

Like this?

[monoceroscaeli]

Just like that.

[He was going to suggest she drink more but it seems she's already five steps ahead of him in that department. The Fire-Water will definitely do the trick, pleased to see her drink it with no reservations. He'll have to get to the bottle before she finishes it off, he still wants some. But for now, he's going to focus on this part first.

Tartaglia's hand doesn't trail further down her body though, but instead, his hand dips into the water for a moment before he lifts it, index finger pointed with a globule of water that hovers over it. He's prepared to showcase his mastery of hydro for her, bringing it in front of her to see before he makes his next move.]

It's my goal to make sure you stay in a constant state of bliss while we luxuriate here, and if I want to use my hands freely, I need to make sure something is always keeping you under my spell.

[His hand moves down to press the droplet of water against her clit, the warm water shaping around it perfectly and setting upon it as if it were on a leaf in the Sumeru forest.]

I wonder if your stamina will endure under constant stimulation. Now, you'll help me calibrate it, won't you?

[Not that he'll give her much of a chance to answer before his hand comes back up, palm facing her- and his index finger begins to move in a circular motion, slowly at first. And in response, the water begins to slowly massage Yoimiya to the same rhythm of his finger, pressing against it as it pleasures her just as if it were his finger touching her.]

[niwabi]

[ yoimiya's stare is glued onto tartaglia's hand the entire time he slips into the hot springs before bringing it back up to surfrace with a droplet of water floating over his finger. despite being bold and forward the entire time they had been pleasuring each other, she's still quite inexperienced at heart and didn't have the slightest idea what he had planned to use that globule of water for.

it's only when he shapes the warm water bead around her clit that she's finally clued in on what the harbinger has in store. archons, he's very creative. when he asked her to open her legs, she certainly did not expect that.

before yoimiya could even think about responding to him, her golden eyes grow wide at the sensation of the water bead massaging her sensitive core. it's warm and feels different from when he used his fingers on her earlier but it's still good, too good, to the point where it's almost unfair. but this is tartaglia, playing fair and nice is not his style, she didn't expect any less from the harbinger, he wasn't about to make this a simple pleasure. ]

Ngh...! T-Tartaglia, you really do play dirty... Ah—!

[ if it's already this hard to form a coherent sentence, she can't imagine how it's going to be like should he ups the speed. her cheeks are already flushed red from both the alcohol and the water droplet doing it's work on her. her chest heaves as she's panting, the soft noises transforming into moans of pure pleasure as the sounds of her ecstasy reverbates throughout the onsen chamber.]

Haah... I can... [ she swallows hard, her shaky legs already shuddering from the intense pleasure. ] I can take it...!

[ even with the stimulation of the water, yoimiya's not going to let tartaglia's provocations go unanswered. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

Hahahaha...can you? Bold words, but I'm afraid you'll lose count of how many times you'll cum for me tonight.

[He chuckles, an amused mischievous sound as her body begins to succumb to his will. But Yoimiya has proven to him to be far tougher than she looks, despite her delicious moans that might suggest otherwise right now. Tartaglia's hand slides up to rest on the upper part of her groin, his hand emanating a soft blue glow over it, his riptide mark manifesting there. Satisfied, both hands cup her breasts to grope and massage them slowly, pulling her closer into him to let his manhood press into her back.]

Just relax, Yoimiya. The more you allow yourself to indulge in your every desire, the better my mark can serve your needs. And the better I can serve your needs, too.

[Two fingers push against her jawline to turn her head towards him, capturing her lips with his own in an open-mouthed kiss, intense and greedy. And as Yoimiya's pleasure builds, so will the fervor and pressure of the water against her. The speed and intensity of its movement seems to match what she's feeling and will feed her more and more as it grows, as this has been his plan the whole time, the purpose of his mark upon her body.

Tartaglia loves how she fights, it's one of the most charming things he finds about her, one that he appreciates more than he could express. Pushing her to her edge, letting her set a new horizon to her own limits is an honor to him, even when it comes to something as non-combat related as sex is.

Breaking the kiss, he chuckles again as he reaches over to grab the Fire-Water, taking a swig and offering her the bottle.]

Think you can handle some more? Or have I incapacitated you already?

[niwabi]

[ there's so much stimulation going on that it's difficult to take in everything but judging from the blue shimmer the blonde faintly notices, yoimiya is at least able to figure out that he's made his mark on her. the thought of the harbinger staking his claim on her body fills her with satisfaction like no other. every little subtle pressure change in the ripide mark causes her to fall deeper into his will, clouding her mind with thoughts of belonging to tartaglia and nobody else. ]

she takes his words to heart, returning the kiss with the same amount of intense fervor, parting her lips open to allow his tongue to entagle with hers. as she's indulging in the taste of his mouth, yoimiya feels exactly how his spell works. the further she drowns into his touch, the movements of the riptide mark intensify. she could feel her clit pulsing, soaking in the pleasure of his riptide mark vibrating into her, proof of her arousal dripping between her thighs. at this rate, tartaglia is going to be proven right. there's no telling how many times she's going to orgasm for him throughout the entire night.

when he pulls away from the kiss, the blonde is nothing but a panting mess. it's still difficult to articulate words so she simply nods at his offer, taking the fire-water. her entire body quivering in pure bliss as she chugs a few more doses of alcohol before setting it back down. ]

Tartaglia, your... A-aah! [ she lets out a pitiful whimper, cut off off mid-sentence by the sensation of the water mark picking up the pressure, pulsating into her core. ] Y-Your mark feels so good. Nngh—!

[ her head is spinning, both from her lust filled haze and the alcohol finally hitting her. she leans her backside against his throbbing erection, silently begging him to put it in. ]

Please, I want you to continue to stake your claim on me. My body... is all yours to conquer.

[monoceroscaeli]

[He is more than pleased to see that everything is working, the mark and the water over her clit doing the job he expected of it. Leaving her as such a mess serves to turn him on even more, as he's been fighting losing control of himself and putting her on her back to let himself chase his own high. But this is more fun, and he's getting just as much enjoyment out of feeling her body grow weaker and weaker to him as his power makes pleasure coarse through her. And now, he's got the chance to make her feel even better, happy that he has this chance.

Tartaglia drinks even more Fire-Water, starting to feel the buzz hit his brain finally, letting her moans and cries spur him on. He wants to see the progress, hand coming down to feel the slick between her legs, humming thoughtfully as it sticks to his fingers when he pulls away.]

With pleasure, Yoimiya. Your wish is my command, after all...

[He replies cheerily with a small chuckle, but the first thing he does he does isn't to make a move to finally claim her completely for his own. Instead, he reaches for his harness, letting Yoimiya sink into his lap as he puts it back on. She seemed amused with it, so he figures she can have a little fun with him in the bath with it on.]

Slide down into the water now, if you will.

[He'll help her in, licking his lips involuntarily as he fantasizes about the next few moments. He knows exactly what he'll do now, and he's hoping she'll love it just as much as he's sure he will. Tartaglia will join her as soon as she's in, positioning himself right in front of her, and as he does so, his mark seems to double its efforts, to ensure that Yoimiya's high doesn't let up.]

[niwabi]

[ thanks to his help, she's able to submerge into the water with ease. tartaglia truly is in tune with his hydro powers, even under the medicinal bath, the effects of his riptide feel much more prominent than the steaming hot springs. the high of her arousal had been climbing so fast it almost felt hard to keep up with, she cries out as the mark manages to boost it's speed, resonating at her sweet spot with even more power. as soon as he positions himself in front of her, yoimiya doesn't hesitate to spread her quivering legs open, showing off her dripping wet sex as a result of the mark he's left on her. even as the pressure against her clit increases, she's still excited and yearning for something bigger to enter her. all of her fantasies, anticipation had been building up to this exact moment.

yoimiya's gaze is directly fixed on her lover. it's a bit difficult to get her thoughts together but in the back of her mind, she finds it amusing that tartaglia put the harness back on. she's starting to suspect that he has a kink for leather straps... but regardless, she's always willing to indulge in his desires, her fingertips wasting no time to thread against the leather material. somehow, even in her lust haze drunken stupor, she manages to sweetly smile at him. maybe it's because she's drunk, she finds herself saying this: ]

Tartaglia... I'm so happy that you're my first. Please, give it your all and make it so that you're the only one capable of satisfying me.

[ it's extremely premature to say such things, yoimiya knows this but she still hopes that her greedy wishes come true. that tartaglia will continue to be the only person that sees her in such a vulnerable state and satisfy every inch of her being. he's completely encapsulated her thoughts to the point where she can't imagine nor wants to do this with anyone else but him. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[Determination sets on his face, while maintaining a somewhat softened expression at her declaration. Though he's beginning to fall under the effects of the alcohol and already drunk on lust for her, he can still appreciate how sweet it is that she's happy he's the one that gets to deflower her, and in turn she'll be deflowering him. Tartaglia returns the gentle smile, shifting closer to her to press a kiss to her forehead.]

Rest assured, I will.

[Even though he himself hasn't done this either, he knows he's a pretty quick learner. Now is the time to use all that knowledge he gained about sex from horny men in the Fatui who liked to talk about their conquests late at night in the barracks, hoping that they weren't just talking about of their asses about some of it. Sure, they'd made fun of him a little bit, but some men gave him advice in earnest, and he's scrambling to remember it now. In this moment, Tartaglia finds that he cares very much that he does this right, not for himself, but for her. The last thing he wants is to leave her dissatisfied, so he takes a deep breath before he reaches down to lead himself to her.

The tip slips inside of her, carefully inserting himself to make sure he doesn't hurt Yoimiya, grateful that they'd indulged in all this foreplay. The water of the bath and the slick already coating her walls makes it much easier to sink in, though it's still tight despite it all. The first inch makes the Harbinger intake a sharp breath, fire spreading across all of his nerves, grunting when he hits a point that's particularly tight. Slowly, his hips rock in and out, coaxing her open a little more each time until he finally feels himself sink in completely, the sensation overpowering him and forcing an embarrassingly loud groan to release from his lips.]

Haaaaah... Archons, Yoimiya, I knew you'd be a little tight, but my goodness... I didn't hurt you at all, did I?

[He asks earnestly, giving her a mildly worried look. He'd heard that a woman's first time might be unpleasant, but he just wants to make sure before he just moves on without a care in the world.]

[niwabi]

[ tartaglia truly is the gift that keeps on giving. a little gasp escapes from her lips as his tip pushes into her slick entrance. just the head of his cock is enough to send her into a mind-melting pleasure, her soft sounds turning into loud moans as she revels in the sensation of his hips rocking in and out of her. with every movement, she could feel herself stretching around him, becoming more ready, more eager to take his cock with every inch that slides deeper into her. she feels so full, so incredibly tight around him. ]

Ah— b-big...! I-It's so big, Tartaglia! Nnnh... so thick—!

[ the entire time she had been bracing herself due to his sheer size but even with that thought in her mind, he somehow feels bigger, even fuller inside of her. once she's taken all of tartaglia in, she squeezes down on him, moaning in delight at how he feels so perfect inside of her. every inch of him is so good.

yoimiya had been on the brink of her second climax ever since they entered the water, only fighting back the urge because they were just getting started. although she's already accepted that tartaglia's going to push her to the brink and make her come multiple times for him, she didn't want to give him that immediate satisfaction of being right. as her own pleasure increases, the pressure of his mark intensifies, the combined efforts of it along with the full feeling of his cock is too much to bear, she can no longer hold it in. a sharp cry is drawn out from her throat, her entire body trembling as yoimiya gives into the vibrations of the riptide, tightening up even more before coming around him. her entire face is flushed red, an embarrassed whimper escaping from her lips while as she's breathing hard, drowning in the clarity of her release. it's a little embarrassing to come just from the sensation of him being inside of her, he hasn't even started moving and the blonde is already this much of a writhing hot mess.

but she knows, this is simply the start of the many times she'll end up climaxing for him. he's going to the the first person that pushes her to the limits and she couldn't be anymore excited. ]

N-No, you didn't hurt me. You're doing great.

[ yoimiya had also heard stories about how a woman's first time could end up being painful, she's even almost surprised at how compliant her body had been to him. but she knows that it's all thanks to tartaglia for being such a kind and considerate partner, all the foreplay they engaged in truly did help prepare her and she couldn't be anymore grateful to him. she flutters her lashes, glancing at him with a reassuring smile as she brings her hand to cup the side of his face. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[It's a delight to hear her squeal about how large he is, feeding his ego and making it harder for him to control himself. What doesn't help is how she tightens around him so when he fully sinks in, his eyes threatening to roll back into his skull from the sheer amount of electricity is sparks through him as a wave of pure bliss rolls and crashes through his body. Her cry is even more intoxicating, though he's not sure if it had been because it pained her to be stretched out like this, or if he had made her come- but he gets his answer quickly, smiling down at her with a small chuckle.

He felt her shudder beneath him, pleased that she'd succumbed to his mark and the water that continues to massage her clit. Of course, he can't have her relax too much, only allowing the water to slow to let her come down from her high for a moment. But as soon as her release has come to an end, it begins its assault anew to build her up again, to drown her again and again under the ministrations of the Harbinger.]

Haha, I'm glad to hear that. Sounds like my little mark is doing the trick...

[He smirks as his head leans into her touch, eyes closing to appreciate the gentleness of it, before turning his head enough to plant several kisses to her palm. Despite having fully sank into her depths, he wants to take a moment to silently treasure Yoimiya and the opportunity he has right now with her, eyes fluttering open when he finishes administering the soft pecks to her hand. When he said she was beautiful, he meant it, and now he'd give her what she'd been waiting for all night.

The first true rock of his hips in and out of her is slow and deliberate, gazing down at her silently in admiration as her walls set him slowly on fire. But he keeps them methodical and steady, Tartaglia's eyes slowly beginning to glaze over with need. She felt amazing, as if they were a perfect fit, the tightness of her womanhood keeping him needing more and more of her. Greed overpowers him and he leans downward to crash his lips into hers, letting his tongue tangle with her own as her fire spreads across his body, whines and moans escaping from him freely.]

You feel so amazing, [he manages between breaths, greedily drinking in her lips once more before breaking again.] Ahhhhh, Yoimiya, I want to haaaah...get a better angle. Relax...so I can take you further out.

[He's got another idea, he's just not saying how involved it all is.]

[niwabi]

[ even as they had long since lost their inhibitions and had been sinking in endless debauchery for one another, yoimiya's heart still flutters at the sweet gesture of a kiss being placed on her hand. while he might be the fearsome eleventh harbinger to most, she doesn't see him as just some battle hungry bloodknight. the entire time they've been together, he's been nothing but gentle and considerate about her needs, it's one of many, many good qualities that makes her fall further and deeper in love with him. she couldn't be any happier to spend the rest of the evening with him.

just having him inside set her whole body ablaze but the moment he starts his slow, methodical movements, yoimiya completely unravels underneath the harbinger. the deliberate way tartaglia sets the rhythmn causes her to feel every inch of him perfectly, the girth of his shaft, how hard he is, everything about him is intense but absolutely amazing all at the same time. she eagerly returns every kiss with the same amount of greed, allowing him to fill her mouth with his tongue. at this rate, she's already aware of just how addicted she is to him. an endless amount of moans mixed with whimpers continues to escape from her mouth, his steady pace combined with the doubled effects of the riptide mark makes her write beneath him, feeling as though he has complete and total control over her body but archons, she's enjoying every second of it. ]

Archons, Tartaglia! Haah, your cock is incredible.

[ a finger slips under his harness and in a swift motion, pulls him in for yet another heated kiss, desperate to taste more of his tongue. it's a short but sloppy kiss as she breaks away, her fingers release the leather strap, slinging back to his impressive chiseled chest. listening to him causes a spark to light within her, he plans to take her further out, huh? she's looking forward to seeing if he can live up to those words. ]

Mr. Harbinger, you truly are a worthy adversary— Oooh! [ she stops to throw her head back, squealing in bliss at a particularly good spot he hits. ] B-But, I'm not close to being done yet. It's going to take a lot more— Aahh... to triumph over me.

[ somehow, even in the depths of overwhelming pleasure, yoimiya manages to gaze up at her opponent, a devilish smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. while her goal is most definitely to edge tartaglia on into the darkest pits of lust, her words are also a blanket permission for the harbinger to handle her body anyway he wants, to indulge himself however he pleases. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[Tartaglia lets his hands dig a little into her hips, pressing his fingers into the soft skin there as he's pulled into another kiss. He knew that harness was going to earn its keep, a jolt of excitement firing up his spine when she takes control of him for that brief moment. Yoimiya continues to prove how attractive and sexy she is, living off of her words of praise and getting consumed by her taunts even though he's gotten her to release for him twice already. It's bold, and he loves it, and he's going to make her live up to those words while enjoying every second of this little spar they're having in the bath.

Even that look she gives him eggs him on, feeling something inside of him come to life, the feeling akin to finding a worthy opponent to fight in a battle to the death. Except now, it was Yoimiya, the object of all his affections, his young heart swearing he'll do anything for her as long as he lived.]

I wouldn't have it any other way, Yoimiya.

[Another hitched breath as he sinks into her once more, her sex leading him down the path to utter madness with every thrust.]

Let's see how you handle this.

[It's so unbelievably hard to concentrate, but his determination sets in over any loss of control he's suffered thus far. Water seems to swirl around Yoimiya at his command, supporting her and lifting her in the water as currents give Tartaglia the means to slowly move backwards towards the center of the bath. Unfortunately, he'll have to stop his thrusting briefly- but that's where the water and his mark come in, making sure to continue to stimulate Yoimiya while they glide through the water backwards.

The Harbinger makes sure to angle his love so that her body has now submerged completely under the water save for her neck and head, almost as if she were lying down on a bed made of the water itself. But he doesn't stop there, his focus now on manipulating the water around her breasts, letting it massage them and roll her nipples for him while his hands continue to knead into her hips.]

Let me know how this feels, will you?

[Now that he has her in a better position, he continues his own thrusts and begins to chase after his own climax. Unrestrained groans and whines increase in volume as he rolls his hips against her own, until the sight of his beloved quivering beneath him coupled with the building fire in his core causes him to finally lose himself. Yoimiya's name is a chant that he can't stop, now that she's become the fog that clouds his brain and takes control of all of his senses. She's all he can think about, the crashing waves of the pleasure she brings him overpower him finally and he lets out a keen as he releases himself with a shudder, reaching that high he's craved for since they arrived at the hot spring.

Tartaglia thrusts a few last times into her, slow and tired as he bends over to support her back as he pulls out, the sensation biting into him from how sensitive he was, completely breathless.]

Yoimiya...ahhhh...that was incredible.

[niwabi]

[ any other words of provocations yoimiya might have had dissolves into nothing the moment she notices the water's currents wrap around her. before she could even process what's happening, she's being pulled back and guided towards the center of the hot springs. tartaglia's mastery over hydro is truly a sight to behold, the way he used the water to his advantage to pleasure her is creative beyond words and their first time together will be a memory she'll always cherish thanks to him. however, yoimiya doesn't have time to bask in the splendor of his hydro powers, the riptide's nonstop assault on her clit had been consuming her mind. tartaglia's ideas doesn't even end there, the moment she's laid on her back, she could feel the water currents playing with her breasts. in one fell swoop, he's successfully hit all her pleasure points, causing the blonde's body to tremble, groans growing louder she's being engulfed in a deluge of continuous stimulation.

the new position he takes her in somehow, feels even better than earlier, every nerve feels like it's on fire as he plunges deeper into her. the harbinger completely has her at his mercy, she's babbling mess underneath him, her voice is a mix of cries and whimpers, going on about how much she enjoys his dick, how much she loves getting fucked by him, how she doesn't want him to stop. each slam of his hips causes her to shout out his name, thoughts of her lover having long since completely taken over her mind. ]

G-Good! Oooh Archons... it's too good! Tartaglia, you're so nngh— amazing!

[ she lets out a sharp cry, moaning out a mantra his name over and over again when tartaglia hits his climax point. the moment she feels him shuddering, she locks her legs around his waist to ensure that the flood of his release is completely spilled into her. the sensation of his orgasm is the final breaking point for her and shortly after, she's reached the pinnacle of her ecstasy, coming around him for the third time as he's finishing out the last few slow thrusts.

as he pulls out, a small whine escapes from her lips, already starting to feel a little empty without him inside. with his support, she manages to steady herself upright, crashing into him as she collapses against his torso. yoimiya is utterly breathless as she rests her head against his chest. ]

Y-Yes... it was fantastic. I've never felt this good before.

[ tartaglia really did a number on her, there will most definitely be some soreness when she wakes up in the morning but that's no big deal. right now, all that matters to her is that they make the most out of their remaining time together. one of her fingers starts to circle around his chest, a small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she's resting against him, fairly certain that she can hear the sounds of his racing heartbeat. ]

Are you okay? You look pretty spent.

[monoceroscaeli]

[The water around her body ceases as his climax ends, having felt her reach her own alongside him. Even the mark seems to stop for the moment, giving Yoimiya room to breathe and recover from the constant assault it brought on her senses. Tartaglia's breathing is labored, his body weak but feeling more incredible than he ever thought he could after something that wasn't a fierce battle to the death.

His arms wrap around her when she collapses against him, managing a small chuckle through heavy breaths, letting his forehead rest upon the top of her head. Her words of affirmation please him, proud that he'd made her feel amazing despite it being their first times together.]

I'm far more than okay, haha. I've never felt quite as satisfied as that. The way your hips moved against me, [he teases, letting his own hips sway back and forth playfully as he speaks,] all those cute little whines you let out, how incredible you made me feel...if I look exhausted, it's because you managed to give me an experience I won't soon forget.

[Admittedly, he is tired. Tartaglia never would have guessed how tired he'd actually become after having sex, unlike the handsies he's had to give himself up until this point. His dick slumps against his body, finally having gone limp after a few moments. If he only knew what was in store for him now, he might of taken more precautions to be ready for it...but of course, he thinks this is over, and now it's time to actually relax.

But he's temporarily forgotten about his challenge to Yoimiya's stamina...]

[niwabi]

[ there's a familiar feeling of fondness stiring within her heart as she's soaking in the bath, listening to tartaglia's words and basking in the warmth of his body heat, giggling as she feels his hips roll back and forth. his satisfaction brings her joy and she's beyond elated to hear that he'll never forget this night. she shares the same sentiment, this is easily one of the most happiest moments of her life and the memory of their first time together will forever be engraved in her heart.

however...

unbeknownst to her lover, yoimiya had been timing out the seconds in her head. once she's counted out ten, the serene smile on her lips curves into a devious smirk. ]

Since you're okay, I guess that means you'll be fine for the next round. [ next round??? ] After all, you were the one wondering if I could keep up with a Harbinger's stamina. So if I'm still fine, I take it you must have plenty of fire left in you too, right?

[ before yoimiya could even give the harbinger time to respond, she's already hooking a finger under his harness. her hand grips on the leather strap and without any ounce of hesistation, starts guiding him along as if he were her pet being pulled along by his leash. once they've made it to one of the nearby rock ledges, she coerces him into sitting down. the tired expression on his face says it all, she figures that the least she could do is allow him to get comfortable and sit still for a moment. besides, she definitely does not mind taking the lead and it shows in the way she's licking her lips and eying up his now limp dick. ]

Mm, we're going to have to get you primed and ready for round two. Hehe, I think I know the perfect trick to help you out.

[ positioning herself in front of him, yoimiya quickly drops down to her knees, submerging the lower half of her body into the water. she wraps her fingers around his soft length, nestling it in-between her breasts. although he's not near as hard as earlier, the heat of him pressed against her chest is enough to get her fired up and raring to go once more. using the water as a slick coating, she's easily able to start sliding against his shaft, bobbing him up and down while she keeps her tits squeezed around him. every so often, she licks the tip, dragging her tongue along the head of his cock. ]

Tartaglia, you did such a good job pleasuring me in our first spar that I thought you deserve a reward. It's as they say, to the victor go the spoils.

[ in a rare instance of surrender, she is happy to admit that tartaglia came out the winner in the first round. so naturally, the victor should receive a reward, his prize being: the lewd sight of yoimiya pleasuring him with her soft, round breasts. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

Hey now-!

[This is what he gets for letting his guard down.

The minute she smirks at him, he knows he's made a grave mistake somewhere along the line. A small wha? comes out of him, his upper body being pulled along causing him to follow her to the rock ledge, his face an expression of pure confusion. He's exhausted, having underestimated how tired he would be after finally reaching his climax, his legs feeling like jello with every step. And yet, he still follows faithfully, his mind still clouded from a few moments ago.

Tartaglia finds himself sitting, his eyes gazing upward at a hungry Yoimiya looking like she just found herself a nice meal to eat.]

...Round two? Hey, you have to give me at least a few more min...utes...

[His protest is cut short, watching her drop down, his pupils dilating as she places him between her breasts. A part of him says that he's too tired, that he should rest, but another part of him lights up at the sight and sensation of Yoimiya pleasuring him with her chest. His dick begins to harden once more, very much betraying him and his want to take a breather, the sensitive skin sending small shocks through him with every bob of her body. Yoimiya's tongue is the nail in the coffin, heat blooming in his groin with every lick and drag she administers.]

Oh...

[The Harbinger twitches beneath her, his eyes a little unfocused and unable to keep himself from staring at her while she works him up and down, his erection full and on display.]

...how are you doing this to me, ngh, ah, Yoimiya...how unfair of you...

[He says that, but Tartaglia can only manage to moan in pure delight, unable to hide his pleasure from her. It's a wonderful prize, but yet at the same time he feels as if she was the one winning here, slowly sinking into helplessness underneath her. He's got a feeling he's not going to win round two.]

[niwabi]

[ for a passing moment, yoimiya totally forgets about the splendor of fireworks and instead, finds the sight of tartaglia's maddening descent into lust to be a much more breathtaking display. while the sensation of his length sliding in and out of her cleavage feels wonderful, the needy noises he makes combined with the exhausted yet also desperate expression plaguing his face adds to her immense satisfaction. she takes pride in the way he calls her unfair, there's something so extra gratifying about being the one to drag the harbinger into the depths of depravity with her.

although the attention he's receiving from her breasts might have been referred to as his reward, the sight of his limp dick growing hard and fully erect felt like her own prize she earned. a mischievous glint sparkles in her golden eyes as she stares at him with a smug grin, looking like a eager brat that got exactly what she wanted. her lips kisses the stiff tip as she continues to bob her breasts against his shaft. ]

Oh? You got hard faster than I expected. I'm impressed. You certainly are weak to my breasts.

[ pulling him out of her chest, she stands back up to tug on his harness in order to sit him back down in the water. yoimiya kneels above him, lining up the head of his dick just below her soaking sex. as she lowers her hips, the riptide's mark is back in full force, pulsating and vibrating against her clit with the same amount of intense pleasure she's indulging herself in. she takes him all the way down, the sensation of feeling so wet and tight around him completely taking over her senses, moaning in pure bliss at the feeling of being filled to the brim by him once again. ]

So good... aah— s-so beyond good. Your cock truly is amazing, Tartaglia. I'm already so addicted to you.

[ now that she's completely mounted onto him, she places her hands on his chest to steady herself and begins to buck her hips. she starts off slow, moving up and down in a deliberate manner in order to feel every inch of his throbbing erection. he feels absolutely amazing. yoimiya know she's already addicted to him past the point of return, she loves how large and thick he is, the way she tightly squeezes around him as she's riding him in his lap. she loves every second of this moment. nonstop lustful noises continue to escape from her lips as the slapping noises of their hips coming into contact with one another echoes throughout the bath. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[The passing thought of if she had this planned all along the moment he'd issued he challenge to her comes bubbling to the surface of his mind, realizing at the same time as her that he was completely entranced by her boobs, enhanced by the fact that she was the one taking the initiative to have him fuck them until he was rock hard. Was he truly weak to them, unable and unwilling to pull away? It's a question he doesn't get to think much on, because as soon as she's done making the statement she's pulling him out from between them. The Harbinger instantly feels a longing for something to fill the void around his shaft, his expression betraying an offended look that she'd steal something so good away from him.

He hadn't meant to express it, but she's ignited an eager need that lights up inside of him, and his body begins to crave again for more. Tartaglia tries to quickly wipe that expression from his face, afraid that his opponent here has already seen it and knows exactly what to do to him from here to further break him down. And his suspicion seems to be correct- she moves him easily by his harness, sitting down exactly where and how she wants him to as his eyes grow even larger when Yoimiya positions herself and takes him fully inside.]

Ah-! Yoimiya-!

[The void he'd felt is replaced by her tight walls closing on him once more, no hesitation on her end to fill herself completely with his length. White hot fire races across his entire body, his jaw slacking as he looks up at her, eyes glassy. She'd taken complete advantage of him, and all his mind can do is silently beg her to fuck him and make him hers. Her praise fills his ears and feeds his ego once more, happy to please her and wishing now to be able to do so again. His attempt to fight back is feeble, the bucking of her hips slowly mesmerizing him as he watches her slide up and down, the methodical movements shooting lightning bolts of pleasure through his spine.]

You shouldn't...ngh...get so cozy with...ah...a Haraaaaaaaahhhhhhhh.....

[He can't finish his sentence, with one particular pass of her walls tightening around his manhood erasing any thoughts he had for a wave of bliss that wracks his body, involuntarily causing his own hips to roll against hers with a new fervor. He can feel himself getting addicted to her, loving how she worked him as if she'd known how he's ticked for his whole life, as if someone had handed her his blueprints and now she's just working his controls like a professional. His hands grip into her ass as he moans endlessly for her, somehow finding her position over him so much more pleasing than when he'd finished inside of her not but a few minutes ago.]

You're so sexy, archons, I'm already there...please, [he begs, his eyes the shape of moons, filled only with the sight of her,] just a little more. Please, Yoimiya...

[niwabi]

[ yoimiya hums in amusement watching him drown so far down into pleasure that he's not able to finish his sentence, she's pretty sure he was going to say, "you shouldn't get so cozy with a harbinger." while it doesn't bother her in the slightest, if word got out about her relationship with the harbinger, she wouldn't hear the end of it, other people might even look at her with suspicion of being alinged with a high-ranking member of the fatui.

they're both far in too deep to stop this. he's fulfilled her needs more than anyone else, never before has she felt so emotionally and physically connected with someone in her life. even as she's pushing herself down onto his length, she's flooded with thoughts of absolute joy. she's so happy that tartaglia gets to be the first person to see her nude body, the lewd display of her breasts bouncing in rhythm to her hips, the pure expression of ecstasy consuming her face as she's clearly enjoying his dick in the way she fully takes all of him in. ]

I want this so badly Tartaglia, to cozy up with you— aah! [ his own hips bucking into her causes her to momentarily stop, savouring the wonderful sensation of sinking all the way down onto him. ] Y-You are right, you're making me want to go back to Snezhnaya with you. I'd love nothing more than to be with you... nnh... to have sex with you every single day.

[ the pleading look in his eyes fills her entire being with so much pleasure. since he's begging so nicely, she's thrilled to give him what he wants, always eager to fulfill his desires. she brings her arms around his neck, her own desires taking over as she crashes her lips into his, tangling their tongues together and moaning into his mouth at the feelings of his fingers gripping into her ass. there's a bit of reluctance as she breaks away from the sloppy kiss, feeling the need to breathe and so she can put all of her focus on finishing him off the way he's asking her to.

with newfound vigor, yoimiya picks up the pace and puts all of her power into her hips, pushing down onto him with deep, tight thrusts. she can feel every inch of him so perfectly, the wet friction of him sliding in and out her sends a wave of pure electric bliss throughout her entire core. listening to his delicious moans elicits even more needy mewls out of her. a mantra of his name is all that she can think about, thoughts of how much she loves him and how good he feels is all that crosses her mind. he's done so much for her and she wants nothing more than to return all the affection and pleasure he's bestowed. ]

Mm, yes. I'm always happy to give you whatever you want. You can— aah come inside me as much as you'd like. I'm getting close too...

[ the riptide's assault against her sensitive clit ripples throughout her being, submerging her further into the sea of pure pleasure. with one last push, her whole body trembles as she plunges all the way down, tightening around him and coming against his length once more. a moan that's been trapped in her throat is finally drawn out, turning into a sharp, desperate cry of his name. ]

Tartaglia—!

[monoceroscaeli]

[The last bit of his sanity leaves him as she captures his lips, drinking all of Yoimiya in as she pleasures him, eyes rolling back until they close so the only thing he can focus on is her body interlocking with his own. Tartaglia kisses her back with a fervor that could rival his own bloodlust for combat, giving in completely to the ministrations she gives him. His hips continue to buck upwards into her, meeting her own thrusts to let himself sink completely into her with every motion, crying out in ecstasy when she finally breaks their kiss. Duty, battle, schemes- none of it matters to him now, fully under control of Yoimiya and her body.

His expression grows more and more desperate and needy for her as they continue, pleasure wracking his own body as she moans his name over and over, sending him into a frenzy to reach their climaxes. His hands grip tighter into her, eyes filled with love and lust as she builds him further and further up.]

Ngh, just like that Yoimiya, yes, that feels so good, don't stop, ah-!

[It's too much for him to take any longer, the tremble of her body as she comes being the trigger that ends his own fight. Her walls grip him so tightly as she comes down on him that the overpowering pleasure that surges through him causes Tartaglia to spill completely into her, his entire body shuddering with delight as his body moves on its own to finish the job. Slowly, there's a few last bucks from him, a sharp gasp that devolves into tired yet satisfied moans on his end.]

Yoimiya, archons, Yoimiya...

[His hands fall limply down from her, his breathing hard and his body weakening beneath her. Every nerve is on fire, but he couldn't move even if he wanted to, twitching at any movement from her. Everything is sensitive and his mind still feels as if he's lost in a fog, eyes closing to bask in the bliss that still lingers.

Tartaglia looks absolutely exhausted, lying defeated under Yoimiya. Not that he minds the loss.]