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]

Oh, I was planning on removing all of that wrap personally. I think it'll be more fun that way.

[There's a glint in his eye, mischievous and chaotic, looking forward to finally being able to see her full body with nothing obstructing it. Her own words are already working up the creative part of his mind, egging him on to indulge in her to his heart's content. Tartaglia will happily walk with her into one such washing area, especially glad now that they have the entire place to themselves.

Once inside, he turns to her, slipping an arm around the small of her back to press his hips to hers, all the while letting his other hand meander up towards her kimono. Childe hooks a finger inside of the fabric around her shoulder, looking down at it as he slips it right off.

Leaning down, he begins to pepper kisses against the crook of her neck, his hand snaking to the back to work on the obi around her waist. Except it's not so simple, given the giant rope attached to the back. He pulls back, giving her an apologetic look...ah, this wasn't going to be as easy as he thought.]

You don't mind turning around, do you...

[Time to deal with complicated outfits, thanks mhy]

[niwabi]

[ seeing the sly glint in his eyes is like a spark igniting throughout her body. that look alone is more than enough to make yoimiya succumb to his will, he'd be able to seduce her into doing whatever he wishes and she'd be more than willing to comply to his own desires. any remaining sense she might have had is long gone, her yearning for tartaglia having fully replaced any other lingering thoughts.

as soon as they enter the room, he wastes no time in ravishing her body, a sentiment that yoimiya greatly appreciates. she hitches out a sharp breath as his hips buck against her, heavy breathing melting into soft moans as he leaves a trail of kisses on her neck. a peculiar sense of giddiness bubbles up within her as she watches tartaglia fiddle with her clothes, she leans into his touch, silently begging him to strip her however he pleases.

heeding to tartaglia's request, she turns around to face him, chuckling upon noticing the apologetic expression. she understands, he's probably not used to inazuma clothing and her outfit is definitely a bit more complicated than most. since he kindly assisted her with his pants earlier in the day, she figures that she should return the favor. bringing a hand to cup his face, she closes the gap between them, pulling him into a quick, but needy kiss. as she pulls away, her gaze is soley focused on him, giving him an expression that appears to be almost obedient. ]

I don't mind at all.

[ first, yoimiya takes off the cat mask that he bought, placing it in one of the nearby clothes baskets. while it might be just a simple festival mask to most, to her, it's a priceless treasure from her beloved, the last thing she wants is for it to get broken in the midst of their heated passion. once that's done, she slides her hands behind her back, untying the giant ribbon rope, allowing it to fall the floor once the knots have been undone. ]

Hopefully that should make things a bit easier.

[monoceroscaeli]

[Her kiss draws him further into her grasp, returning it with equal fervor, that expression of hers scrambling his brain. He's got a feeling he's going to discover more about himself while he's with her, and that thought alone is exciting. Anything Yoimiya does is alluring to him, taking his mind off of matters he otherwise would always be thinking about, whether it be duties, family, or fighting.

But he can always liken simple pleasures to battle, no matter what it is.

Tartaglia finds his eyes locked with hers, only breaking so she can take care of her mask and the rope that's attached to her kimono. With it finally discarded, he closes in, drawing her into another kiss as his hands now are free to undo the obi around her waist. But he's careful as he does so, knowing that her vision is tied there, palming it as the belt drops to the floor. After one last pass of caressing her lips, he breaks it to look down and smile.]

Much easier. Here.

[Reaching into his jacket, he produces a long chain, which he threads through her vision before hanging it around her neck.]

A word of advice- always keep it on you, no matter what. You never know when you'll need it.

[A warning from years of working in the Fatui, but he doesn't say as such. He tries not to make it a terribly serious moment, brushing some of her hair out of her face as he locks his eyes with her own once more.]

Now, how would you like me to repay you tonight? I was thinking of returning the favor you did for me earlier...

[He licks his lips once before one of his hands slides around the fabric of her now loosened kimono. But there's the matter of all that sarashi, and no doubt that'll be fun.]

[niwabi]

[ she'll never grow tired of kissing him and it shows in the way she eagerly responds, crashing her lips against his with the same amount of ardor. instinctively, her body leans into his, the feeling of being freed from her obi further fueling her excitement.

once they break away, she exhales a breath before fluttering her gaze at him, curiously watching as he pulls a small object from his jacket pocket. it's tempting to make a joke about some intruder demanding to fight them while they're in the middle of having sex but judging from his words and their serious discussion from earlier, she could sense that he's been in many dire situations before. all his years in the fatui must have prepared him to be cautious at all times. gently brushing the new chain around her neck, she simply nods, flashing him a smile of appreciation. it truly is kind of him to be that considerate of her vision. ]

Oh um... [ she swallows hard, her already flushed face deepens into an even darker color of scarlet. ] I'd like that very much.

[ while she had been quite forward with him earlier, actually thinking about how she wants to be ravished by him causes a slight shift in her demeanor, looking shyer than she normally would. seeing the way he seductively licks his lips certainly doesn't help, she imagines how good that tongue must feel, how much she's going to scream just from him using his fingers.

just thinking about how he's going to return the favor causes yoimiya's legs to quiver, anticipation welling up within her. she knows tartaglia is going to satisfy her well and she couldn't be anymore excited. she lets out an elated sigh, the cool breeze hitting her skin as he smoothly slides the kimono off her shoulders feels quite nice, especially with her chest wrapped in sarashi now being on full display for his eyes. ]

I'd also appreciate it if you played with my breasts too... I'm sure you've been wanting to do that as well.

[monoceroscaeli]

[The duality of her forwardness and confidence juxtaposed against how shy she becomes when it's time to back that all up is so amusing to him. Tartaglia can't help but chuckle quietly when her face flushes, gazing back at her with a level of endearment. He finds it cute how she doesn't hide her feelings or desires from him, making his own confidence surge as he finds the end of her wrap around her chest and begins to unwind it from her.

She's nailed his own wants right on the head too- he wants to play with and massage her chest, something he's been dying to do ever since he got a handful on the beach back on Amakane Island. Each pass of the wrap is followed by a bush of his fingers across her skin, but he realizes now that it would be better if he takes his gloves off, pausing quickly to remove them and stuff them into his pants pocket before resuming.]

Haha, I have. I've been dying to free them for all this time.

[He finally gets the wrap off of her chest, letting her breasts fall out naturally, admiring them for a moment. She's even more full than he'd imagined, the wrap having been a sort of binder that hid her true size from him, and even then they were still defined. Tartaglia's hands brush over them gently, trailing his fingers over her soft skin, enjoying this simple pleasure of her chest.]

You really are beautiful, Yoimiya.

[And he's not just saying that because of her boobs. His eyes take her in fully, appreciating the sight of his new lover before him. He couldn't be more happy to know that the outer beauty matched the inner beauty, pressing a small kiss to her lips before stepping behind her to slip his hands around her. She'd asked for him to play with her, and that's what he aims to do.

His hands come up to cup her breasts fully, massaging them slowly as he once again bends down to plant needy kisses to the skin around her collarbone and under her neck, heat building inside of him for her as he does so.]

[niwabi]

[ as the white cloth is finally stripped away from her chest, an electric sensation crawls down her spine from the feeling of her breasts spilling out from it's confines. watching the way his eyes indulge in the sight of her chest is a pleasure all on it's own, his reaction causes a grin to tug on the corner of her lips. yoimiya is very much aware of how well-endowed she is. from the moment he got a feel for her back on the beach, her confidence knew that he would enjoy her full size.

hearing the words "you really are beautiful, yoimiya." come out of his mouth wipes the smug smirk off her face. instead, an expression of loving fondness is glazed into her eyes. throughout her life, she's been called all variants of cute, pretty, lovely, whatever you name it. but being called beautiful by the man that she's fallen so hard for, puts her in a state of perpetual bliss like no other. with every moment they spend together, she finds herself falling deeper in love with him. ]

I'm so happy that you're the first person to see me like this.

[ given her lack of experience, she anticipated that she would be quite sensitive but the way his bare hands feel hot as he's squeezing and massaging her breasts sends her down an avenue of pleasure that she never could imagine. no longer holding back, she lets out a desperate whimper, pleasure building up within her more and more. her body shuddering from the sensation of her chest fully cupped by him, her pink nipples already growing hard from stimulation of his touch. ]

Ah... Tartaglia, that already feels really good. You're doing great.

[ the press of his lips against her collarbone elicits even more sounds from her mouth, mewling out his name breathelessly, she wants nothing more than to shower him with praise, letting him know that he's doing a wonderful job, playing with her breasts exactly how she wants him to. shifting her weight, she leans her back into him, desiring to feel even more of his body heat, tilting her head to the side to allow him even more access to her skin. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

Haha, thanks. I can tell you like this, so allow me to make you feel even better.

[He lifts his head for only a moment to respond, before he continues to kiss her down her neck and collarbone on the other side. Tartaglia can feel his heart swell knowing now that no one else has ever gotten to see her like this, like he's the only one to open this special treasure and view its contents. And that she feels the same way makes it even better, this secret that he's the only one allowed in on. He knows it's far too early to think this way, but a part of him hopes that this is the way it'll stay- where he's the only one in her life that she looks at like this, who allows her to touch her like this.

Before he's realized, he finds himself wanting to do anything in the world for her, moaning softly against her skin as his thumbs roll over her hardened nipples. Her small mewls encourage him to begin to unwrap her more, playing with one breast as the other hand continues to unwind the sarashi down her body, working it off slowly but surely. His hand teases her stomach once that's exposed, and then again once her groin is beginning to show.

He has to stop for a second, looking down over her shoulder at her legs.]

...You're going to have to teach me how you do your wrap.

[It's all criss-crossed around both legs and there's no way he's getting that off from the back. He lets her go, walking back around to her front before getting down on his knees. This is where he wanted to end up anyway, so it's not so bad. Childe begins fiddling with it, unwrapping it more from here. It's easier with two hands, too.]

You really didn't hold back on this, did you.

[He looks up at her, smirking. It won't keep him from getting her to moan endlessly for him.]

[niwabi]

[ every nerve feels like it's on fire as tartaglia works his way around her body. the way he brushes his thumbs over her nipples and teases her now exposed stomach feels too good, to the point where it's almost unfair. the sounds he elicits against her neck are wondrous to her ears, yoimiya's own moans steadily grow louder, drowning in pleasure from the feeling of his lips and hands all over her. she makes a sound akin to a deprived whine as he pulls away from her chest but it's for good reason, her undergarments aren't exactly the most easy to remove from behind. ]

Oh? I didn't realize you were interested in wearing sarashi too, I don't know how comfortable it'd be for you but I'll be happy to show ya how it's done.

[ she jokes, somehow managing to chuckle admist her heavy breathing. ]

Well, I have to make sure nothing gets exposed to the world. Especially since from now on, my nude body will be for your viewing pleasure alone.

[ yoimiya's complex outfit isn't exactly the most modest amongst the genshin cast, thanks hoyoverse...

no lie, it's pretty amusing to watch him on his knees fiddling with the bleached cloth. it's becoming even more obvious that he's not used to inazuman fashion but she knows that he's a fast learner and in due time, he'll be able to unwrap her like a pro. as fun as it is, she figures that she could stand to help him out a bit. sliding her fingertips beneath the waistband of the cloth, she circles around her hips in an attempt to loosen it for him. yoimiya's grinning from ear to ear knowing that the closer he gets to unwrapping her groin, he'll see the arousal that's been building up in between her thighs. soon, tartaglia's going to find out just how wet she has been for him the whole time. ]

Hehe, y'know... I was soaking wet the entire time I sucked you off back at the beach. I got so aroused thinking about how good you tasted and felt in my mouth. [ she hitches out another breath, chest heaving faintly. ] I walked around like this the entire time at the festival, I couldn't stop thinking about how badly I wanted you to take me.

[monoceroscaeli]

[For him alone. Those words ring in his ears, greedily unwrapping her faster as she helps him get it loose. More and more of the wrap falls to the floor, his gaze wandering upwards from underneath his lashes to look at her with amusement. His hand presses up against her crotch almost as if to test if it were already damp, and to his surprise the fabric is wet, having soaked all the way through. He can feel himself harden, his mind spinning for a brief second.

His want is rising to meet her own, and it wouldn't be surprising if his own underwear just took a small hit.]

Haha, Yoimiya, you still are soaking wet.

[He can imagine how uncomfortable that probably was, but if he had known that she was so wet, he probably wouldn't of been able to control himself. They would have left the festival so much sooner than they did, because knowing this now is driving his mind crazy with wanting to take her right now.]

You've soaked all the way through your wrap. Goodness, I had no idea you wanted me this badly.

[The absolute arrogance in his voice isn't hidden at all, and he's going to make sure he doesn't disappoint her. Working it off her legs, he finally manages to remove it all, looking upwards to see how much she glistens still from her arousal having settled between her legs. He's finally reached his prize, his finger going up to press against where he knows her clit is, the tip circling it once, his grin wide.]

Shall I use my fingers, or should I use my mouth? What do you think, Yoimiya?

[Spreading her legs a little, he teases her again, finger moving around her entrance, but not sliding in.]

[niwabi]

[ as more of the wrap slides off, the anticipation of tartaglia learning just how badly she wanted him ingites the rising excitement in her heart. as she revels herself in his reaction, the amusement in his eyes says it all, she flashes him a smirk right back. the truth is finally out, her sarashi had been soaking wet the rest of the time they walked around the festival together, yoimiya had long been like this the moment she threw out the suggestion of helping him out with his problem. most people would probably have somse sense of shame or embarrasment but not her.

she doesn't have much time to indulge herself in his reaction, as soon as she feels his hand threading against her wet undergarments, she jolts up, a sharp gasp escaping from her lips. ]

Ehe, t-that's right. The festival was fun but all I could think about was how I couldn't wait for us to be alone. If it wasn't for my sarashi, I probably would have let you fuck me on the beach right then and there.

[ the arrogant tone in his voice honestly makes him even more attractive in her eyes. from the way he's talking, she knows full well that he's going to give her everything she wants and then some.

and she's right. as soon as tartaglia hits that sweet spot, a wave of pleasure hits her, her whole body shuddering as his fingers press over her slick entrance. the agonizing way he circles his fingertips around her clit just once is driving her crazy with lust, the look of needy desperation on her face becoming clear as day. he's teasing her on purpose and she knows it. there's not an ounce of hesitation as she opens her thighs for him, silently begging him to slide his fingers inside her. she brings one of her hands to the top of his head, threading her own fingers into his curls. ]

Ah... b-both... [ her mind is wandering to all sorts of imaginations. tartaglia's slick tongue having his way with her, his fingers thrusting into her, she desires all of it. ] I want both.

[ he's not the only one that's feeling greedy right now. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[There's a part of him that wishes she would have just let him fuck her right then and there anyway. He would have loved to please her, but what's in the past can't be changed, and he has right now to make up for lost time.

And Tartaglia intends to make every moment count.

The way her body responds to his touch, he knows that she's drowning in lust for him and what he's about to do to her. The hand in his hair flares up something inside of him, wanting her to do more than just grip into it. His own breath hitches as she stutters trying to answer his question, eyes shining up at her, letting a mysterious demeanor take over his expression. He doesn't say what he will do or won't do, letting his fingers slide into her first, but not all the way.]

Both? Mmmmm, you're being a little greedy, aren't you?

[His fingers slide in deeper, coated in her sex, beginning to feel where her spot it. He presses lightly on the inside, focused on how she responds, continuing to tease her all the while.]

You mean like this?

[His face moves inward, eyes fluttering shut once his tongue finds her sensitive spot, giving it a small lick with the tip of his tongue before he pulls back to gaze upwards. Mischievousness dances in his eyes, as if he'd tease her all day if she lets him get away with it.]

[niwabi]

[ as his fingers start to slide in, she cries out, her voice pitching up a little bit. there's something about the way he calls her out on being greedy that ignites a flame burning within in her. yoimiya is fully aware she has no ounce of shame. but hearing it directly from tartaglia's mouth that gives her a much greater sense of satisfaction than poking fun at her own self. maybe she really does enjoy dirty talk... ]

Nngh... Archons...!

[ yoimiya had long since lost any sense of inhibitions, but the moment his digits sink deeper into her, any sense she might have had vanishes within an instant, her mind completely broken by thoughts of hunger and how much her body aches for her lover. her body writhes, squirming in response to his fingers filling her entrance, the sensation of pure pleasure rocking her entire core. if his fingers feel this good, she wonders what something bigger would be like. before she could even entertain that thought, a quick swipe of his tongue snaps her out of said imaginations, causing her to let out a terrible, desperate whine.

she shifts her gaze downwards, staring at him with eyes glazed over with pleading. more, she needs to feel more of his mouth and fingers penetrating her. steadily, she moves her hand behind the back of his head, lightly gripping his scalp while her other free hand moves to knead her breast. she really did not care how desperate she might appear in his eyes, playing with her own body like this. ]

Tartaglia, p-please... ahh! Y-You're being such a tease—

[ yoimiya never would have guessed she'd be seen like this, body squirming, her own hand squeezing her breast as if she were putting on a show for him, jaw slacked as she lets out desperate moans all the while begging him to give her more, legs spread wide open to show off just how ready and willing she is for him. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[Her cries are so delicious, he can feel a heat rising in him that he has to fight down with all his willpower. Her voice is like a melody in his ears, lulling him to fall deeper into his own lust and desires, his eyes growing larger as she wriggles beneath him and grips her own breast in need. It's so terribly sexy of her, whether she realizes it or not. She could press his head into her and he'd hardly have the ability to resist it- he loves watching her play with herself, and how her eyes beg him to continue, to go farther and to please her the way he's been saying he would all night.

And she's said please, pleaded with him. Far be it from him to keep her from what she needs and desires.]

Since you've asked so nicely.

[Tartaglia's head arcs again to press into her groin, his mouth now enveloping her completely as his tongue begins its work. Slow, circular motions are accompanied by his fingers sliding in and out, their length feeling every inch of her until the tips press against her soft walls. His eyes close as he focuses on his work, caressing her with the care he would show something fragile, at least for the moment.

Small content noises bubble up out of his throat, letting them buzz against her every now and again, savoring her and her body as she moans underneath his touch.

His eyes open once to look up, his eyes glazed over with love and lust all combined into a glassy look that he shoots at her from under his long lashes. He wants to see her reaction, he wants to hear her cries and moans and wants.]

[niwabi]

[ archons... and tartaglia claims to be inexperienced. he's doing such a good job hitting every single one of her pleasure points, she can't imagine how he's going to be like once they become more accustomed with intimacy. the harbinger is an incredibly fast leaner with an innate talent for picking newfound skills at exceptionally fast rate.

thinking about such thoughts also fuels her own desire to improve. he's doing such a wonderful job and she wants nothing more than to make sure she's always giving him the satisfaction and pleasure he deserves.

the moment he has his mouth fully on her and starts circling that oh so incredible tongue of his, yoimiya knew her fate had been sealed, now being completely at his mercy. she squeezes her eyes shut, deeply focused on the sensation of tartaglia's fingers deeply plunging in and out of her. pleasure wracks through her entire body and as if she were being lead under his complete control, she rolls her hips against him, desperate to feel even more of his slick tongue. at this point, she wouldn't be surprised if he gets her to orgasm at an alarming rate. ]

Haah... nngh... Tartaglia...!

[ her voice is soft, almost close to a rumbling purr as she continuously cries out his name over and over again. yoimiya's fingers continue to thread into his hair, kneading on impulse as she gently brings his face closer to her. slowly, she flutters her eyes open, glancing downwards at him as she rolls her own nipple between her fingertips. it's hard to form a coherent sentence from how much he's driving her mad with lust but her own desire to shower him with praise him will never waver. ]

So good... mm. T-This feels so good...

[monoceroscaeli]

[His head obediently pushes into her more and more as her hand beckons him to do so, mind foggy with want as her fingers curl in his hair and knead his scalp. There isn't anything more he loves to hear than knowing that he's doing an excellent job pleasuring her, accepting the praise and letting her know how much he appreciates it by letting his eyes sharpen with a knowing gaze, as if he's perfectly aware that he's doing something incredible to her and that he absolutely deserves to hear her words. How much more can he make her moan for him before she comes, he wonders, moving his hand to her inner thigh to grip into and massage it.

Now that he knows he's got her completely under his control, it's time to drive her even farther downward, increasing his speed little by little. His tongue dances over her clit at first, before he begins to press a little harder as he goes along, those motions dragging over that sensitive area until he's lavishing himself against her. His own body shudders in anticipation, wanting to hear her come for him, doing everything he can to send pleasure surging through her like lightning. His fingers dive deeper down into her, rubbing her walls as he sinks all the way inside to his knuckles.

Urges to pleasure himself while listening to her tantalizing cries for him crop up, but Tartaglia fights it down to concentrate on her. He won't let himself get so overwhelmed with lust that he'd have to take care of himself in some way- and it would never be as good as having himself inside of her, and it's as they say, good things come to those who wait. And the Harbinger has patience in spades.

More whines and moans bubble up from him, making it known that he's enjoying doing this for her as much as she's enjoying receiving it. Her name is muffled through his closed mouth, vibrating against her clit over and over as she spirals downward underneath him.

Come for me, Yoimiya, he thinks, I know you want to.]

[niwabi]

[ tartaglia truly is unrelenting. she's starting to understand why he's such a fearsome adversary in the face of his opponents, the man seems to have an never-ending amount of tricks up his sleeves in order to give him the upperhand. in an instant, yoimiya has found herself completely under his clutches, to the point where it almost feels like he's the one commanding her body to react and that she no longer has control of herself. the way tartaglia picks up his movements elicits more cries from the blonde as his tongue continues it's onslaught against her sensitive clit, every tantalizing push of his tongue sends a shiver down her spine, causing her screams to grow louder. they had the whole place all to themselves but at this point, she could care less if someone heard their deep desecent into debauchery. all she can focus on is the wonderful sensation of his mouth devouring her, body shuddering as his fingers fill her up knuckles deep.

somehow in the midst of the overwhelming sense of euphoria, she's managed to not break eye contact from him. seeing the lust in his eyes, hearing and feeling his own delicious moans vibrating against her only adds to the messy sense of ecstasty bubbling within her stomach, pleasure surging throughout her entire core. she could tell, he's enjoying this just as much as she is, not mention doing everything he can to ensure she's totally and utterly pleased. yoimiya couldn't be anymore grateful that she met such an amazing person, someone that knows how to fill her needs both emotionally and physically.

waves of pleasure have completely consumed her entire being, coming together in one final moment as her whole body writhes. letting out one last sharp cry, yoimiya finally hits her climax, her dripping wet slit tightening around his fingers as her release pours out. a mantra of tartaglia's name is being uttered repeatedly as she finishes, he worked so hard to please her and she wants nothing more than to express appreciation, his name being the only word that's able to escape her lips for the time being. everything about that release felt wonderful and she needs him to know that. ]

Haah, Tartaglia... [ yoimiya is breathless as she speaks, her chest heavily heaving up and down as she tries to talk. ] that was... beyond incredible.

[ gently, she releases the grip she had on his head, stroking the redhead's soft locks of hair before bringing her hand down to cup the side of his face, brushing her thumb against his cheek. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[As Yoimiya's ecstasy grows and builds, the man beneath her takes advantage of every inch he's given in pushing her over the edge to her climax. The growing volume of her voice gives cues to touch her more, press harder and pull her completely under the waves of the ocean of pleasure that his tongue and fingers are dragging her into. And when she lets out a keen and shudders with pure, unadulterated bliss, something in his mind snaps as he looks up at her with a complete satisfaction.

He'd done this to her, gotten her to clear all her thoughts with nothing but him. And he's beyond happy to know that she felt amazing during the entire thing, and he wants to do it again and again to her. As many times as she'll allow. His lovely Yoimiya, a bright light that walked into his life right before they missed the chance to connect, and now he'll shower her with affection for as long as they were together.

The Harbinger pulls back from her, sitting down on his legs now, licking his lips with that satisfied smirk on his face, and yet there's a shining adoration in his eyes that he can't hide behind his usual mask of mystery that he wears. But there's no need to hide it. He was always doomed from the start the moment he first laid eyes on her, whether he realized it or not at the time.]

I'm glad to hear it.

[He closes his eyes to press into the hand in his hair, proudly accepting her praise again. They flutter back open to meet her own gaze, proud of himself and what he was able to do for her.]

And to think, we're just getting started.

[Standing, Tartaglia steps towards her to plant a small kiss to her forehead, trying to calm himself from the high of feeling every twinge of her body and every lustful cry of his name. There's no doubt he's harder than he's ever been, but that fun will come later.]

[niwabi]

[ once she's had some time to allow the high of the post-clarity orgasm settle down a bit, yoimiya is quick to remove the remaining bits of her clothing. first step is taking off all of her hair accessories, letting her golden locks fall past her shoulders. next, she removes her glove, bracelets and sarashi wrap around her wrist, setting them in the same clothing hamper with her mask and hair ornaments. finally, she slides her feet out of her sandals and removes the knee guard. ]

That's right, the fun has only just begun.

[ returning tartaglia's satisfied smirk with a grin of her own, she steps closer to him, leaning her now totally bare body against his. her hand reaches up to lightly tug on his scarf, fingertips moving to slide across the scarlet fabric. ]

There's still the matter of removing your clothes. [ she faintly giggles while shifting her gaze downwards. ] I think your dick would very much appreciate that.

[ there's no need for further inspection, as soon as he's standing upwards, yoimiya immediately notices the all-too familiar bulge poking out of his pants. now, it's her turn to lick her lips as she's enjoying the delicious sight in front of her, might just be her imagination but she's fairly certain that he's even more harder than before. it's no secret that she's been looking forward to taking his dick even before they left the festival. if his tongue and fingers felt that incredible, she could not wait to have something even bigger inside of her. archons, just the idea of him pounding away at her is enough to get her we— ]

Umm, I was finishing up some last minute closing duties when I heard the sound of someone screaming from in here. Is everything okay?

unfortunately for yoimiya, her fantasies about tartaglia's massive erection get cut short by the sound of a woman's voice from outside the changing room. most people would be perturbed by some stranger's voice cutting in during such a heated moment but the fireworks shop owner is not like most people. instead of feeling anxious, a smirk instantly curves on her lips as she calls out to answer the unsuspecting bathhouse employee. ]

Yeah! I just stubbed my toe. My boyfriend came in to check and he's taking really good care of me. [ this girl....... ] We're getting ready to enter the hotsprings so we'll be fine.

[ once again, this girl proves that there's not a single ounce of shame within her as she places a trail of tantalizing kisses on the edge of his jawline. bringing her hips to meet with his, she deliberately presses her groin against his clothed hardon, all the while not caring in the slightest that there's a person right outside their door. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[Though he'd seen her hair down in the forest after her battle had ended with the lawlachurl, it's now that he really appreciates how gorgeous she looks with it down. Don't mind him over here admiring her, head tilted to the side just so as he lets his eyes drink her in fully. Tartaglia lets a love-stricken boyish smile through, appreciating her while simultaneously imagining how he's going to sit her down in the hot spring. It'll be nice to run his hands down her body once they're in there.

She's not helping things at all when she presses up against him and grabs a hold of his paludamentum. The heat that gathers in his face isn't of embarrassment, but rather it's of pure need for her. He knows he's showing through his pants right now, he can feel it slowly throbbing for Yoimiya, his eyes falling down to her breasts that spread across his chest and back up to her captivating golden irises. He's always appreciated people who were straightforward, but the way that she commands it is mesmerizing.]

You'll help me out with that, won't you? Here, I'll-

[His head snaps backwards when he hears the voice, breaking his reverie. Tartaglia feels his stomach drop for a moment, ready to cover Yoimiya in case the worker decided to come in. He's dead silent while Yoi takes care of the employee, save for the incredulous look he shoots her at her statement about him being in there with her. This woman, he can't believe she's that bold to just up and say that...

And then, and then! Yoimiya assaults his jawline, forcing him to fight the urge to groan with delight at the heat she leaves down his skin, and when she captures him in another passionate kiss while simultaneously giving his cock a small taste of what's to come. It's agonizing how he feels that he can't make a noise while the woman stands outside of the doorway, listening intently for her exiting footfalls while trying to maintain his composure. All he can do his kiss Yoimiya fervently back, relying only on his lips to express how badly he wants her in this moment, his length moving with a mind of its own against her bare body through his trousers.

When he knows that the employee has finally left, he breaks from her breathlessly to look down with an absolute satisfied incredulity.]

You are you going to get me in more trouble than I can get myself in.

[And that's saying something to him.]

I almost think you were trying to get me to moan on purpose, knowing she was there.

[niwabi]

[ fighting back the urge to moan as her body is bumping against him had already been quite the challenge but the incredulous expression on his face? that's priceless. it's taking every ounce of her willpower to not double over with laughter as poor tartaglia stands there in silence, trying his best not to make any noises to alarm the poor employee. she really has to hand it to him, tartaglia's resistance to making any sounds is on a whole new level. maybe he's picked it up from his many years of working in the fatui.

despite being the one to initiate the lewd actions, it's almost like a double-edged sword, yoimiya could feel her own agonizing want bubbling in the pits of her stomach as she's rubbing up against his throbbing length. from the way he's twitching and shuddering for her, she could tell that their desperation for each other's bodies is on the same level of intense yearning. her entire being has been aching for him the moment they shared their first kiss back at amakane island. in the midst of their heated kiss, she boldly moans into his mouth, her mind wandering to thoughts about how much she couldn't wait to finally enter the hot springs with him and engage in all the activities the both of them had been yearning for this entire time. if he's like this now, she's really excited to see how he's like once they're totally let loose.

once he pulls away, yoimiya knows it's her cue to finally let out the giggle that she's been holding in. tartaglia really is a riot. the mixture of satisfaction and disbelief on his face is too perfect. ]

But doesn't that make being around me all the more exciting?

[ hearing such a claim from him feels like a compliment. while yoimiya has always considered herself to be a bit of a prankster, there's something about being around tartaglia that enables her to be even more of a trickster, being around is the most fun she's ever had and she's happy to wear that trouble-maker badge with honor. ]

Innocent ol' me? Hehe, I would never do such a thing.

[ there's so many things wrong about that statement and she knows it. to make matters worse, this 'innocent' girl has the audacity to wink and stick her tongue out at him, absolute epitomy of purity right there. yoimiya has been nothing short of virtuous in the way she's been grinding against his cock the entire time...

now with the distraction of the employee gone and out of the way, the blonde is back to focusing on her original task at hand. she gives tartaglia some very much needed respite, breaking her body away from his in order to pull the paludamentum up and over his head. with the first piece of clothing off, she moves her hands downwards and begins the process of opening up his jacket. ]

Since she's gone, let's get back to what we were doing. Snezhnayan clothing isn't my forte either, so I could use your expertise.

[monoceroscaeli]

[Moaning into his mouth only to giggle at him once they break, to wink like that and stick her tongue out, how could she. He's more determined than ever now to get even with her for that, it stirs up the fire of competition inside of him to do something even more shameless. He may not say it, but it does make her exciting to be around, and riding on or falling completely off the edge of getting in trouble is something he's been doing ever since he returned from the Abyss. How the archons have blessed him to find someone else who seems to skate on that same edge with him, even if her means of doing it is different than his own.

His hips almost follow her when she breaks away from his body, sighing heavily in a way to deal with the white-hot heat that's built up in his pants, helping too with the paludamentum by unclipping it from his jacket when she lifts it over his head. The diamond hook that was hidden underneath comes undone, and that's all it takes for his jacket to fall open and reveal the contents beneath. The red undershirt with the brown harness he wears grips along the underside of his pecs, and he laughs at her. The complicated part is below his waist.]

You've already figured out one of the two things on my body that can be a little taxing to take on and off everyday. One is my belt, the other is this.

[He swipes the side of his jacket out of the way to reveal the garter on his leg, which is also hooked onto his belt and come up around the side of his ass. A nice pain in the butt everyday to put on, but he only grins at her.]

It should be far easier to remove with your help.

[He takes her hand and slides it downwards, letting her fingertips brush against the very top of his arousal before he lets settle against the side of his leg where the buckle is.]

Just press the button in there, and the rest will be smooth sailing.

[niwabi]

[ BRING IT ON HARBINGER! she'd like to see you try and out shame her!!

as soon as his jacket is off, yoimiya pays immediate attention to the harness underneath his pecs. a heated blush begins to color her cheeks the longer she stares at it, the placement of that strap emphasizing his chest is incredibly sexy. it's so snug and tight around his chest, she could feel the wanton urge to tug on increasing within her. ]

You certainly have a thing for straps. Taking that garter on and off everyday by yourself does look complica... ah—!

[ before she could say anything else, yoimiya is cut off by the sensation of her fingers being dragged over his arousal, a needy hitched breath pouring from her lips. as per his instructions, she presses the button in the center of his garter, successfully detaching the straps from his belt. with that little complication out of the way, she moves her hands upwards, unbuckling his belt. thanks to their little session from earlier, she's familiar with how to unhook the leather strap and with much more ease, she's quick to unfasten the belt.

with every movement of her fingertips, her heartrate accelerates at the thought of being so close to drowning in their carnal desires. her eyes are locked onto his bulge, swallowing hard at the excitement of freeing his throbbing cock soon. as she's sliding his belt out of the confines of it's loops, she makes sure to remove the hydro vision with care, placing it in the palm of his hand. ]

Like you told me earlier, it's important to keep your vision on you.

[monoceroscaeli]

[Tartaglia grins, he can tell she's liking what she's seeing here, and he's all the more happy for it. It's not as if he's unaware of how his harness could and probably would be used other than to give himself support, and he hopes that she uses it for exactly that later on. He'll have to bring it with him into the bath.

Though, despite all of the driving desire that's clouding his mind, there's something sweet in how she returns his vision to him after unbuckling his belt. He takes it from her, fishing another spare chain he keeps just in case to thread that through his own vision as he's done so many times in the past, slipping it over his head to wear it as a necklace. Gazing down at her with a softened expression, his thumb and forefinger come up to rest under her chin, lifting it just so so he can plant a soft kiss to her lips, as a thank you.]

Hah, now you're starting to sound like Fatui.

[He jokes, kissing her one more time before he lets go of her chin. He'd never really ask her to join the Fatui, not like he has with the Traveler- if anything, he'd prefer to do with her like he does with his own family, and keep her as far away from it as humanly possible.]

Now, to truly be considered dastardly, you'll have to figure out how to manipulate a Harbinger into doing your bidding.

[As if that'll be hard to do- Childe is already practically at her beck and call for whatever she wants. His length still pulsates underneath his trousers, his eyes asking her to take the rest of his clothing off and make him hers for the rest of the night. And he makes no secret of it, leaning in to begin to plant a line of kisses to her neck as a hand snakes behind the small of her back to pull her in a little closer.]

[niwabi]

[ even in the midst of their fervor lust for one another, yoimiya's heart melts at the wondrous sight of his ocean hue orbs gazing at her with fondness. she warmly smiles at the touch of his forefinger and thumb lifting up her chin, her own features expressing a tender loving gaze for him as she returns the kiss with affection of her own. ]

I'm not sure if I'm ready for that kind of commitment.

[ she responds in jest. tartaglia's freedom is a virtue yoimiya will always value and while she might not agree with how they operate, she'll never ask him to leave the fatui. likewise, she knows that their mutual respect for each other's ambitions is so strong that he'll never seriously ask her to join the fatui.

the warm sensation of his lips against her neck sends shivers down her spine, drawing out even more mewls from her. with his belt out of the way, she starts the process of sliding his pants down. his boxer briefs quickly come into view and the excitement that's been building up beneath his trousers becomes even more plain as day. once again, she finds herself licking her lips at the sight of his bulge, her own excitement for what's about to come continues to increase. she has his trousers lowered to his knees before suddenly stopping, the obstruction of his tall black leather boots preventing her from going any farther. ]

Hmmm, I guess now would be a great time to start trying out manipulation tactics.

[ unfortunately, she's forced to retreat, having to give up on his pants for the time being. which is totally fine, she has yet to explore the build of his upper body, so she definitely does not mind the change in course. gently dragging her hands across his torso, she curls one of her fingers underneath his harness, playfully tugging on it before letting it fling back to his chest with a light snapping sound. she giggles in amusement at the noise, hands quickly coming up to unclasp the strap, loosening the leather harness wrapped underneath his pecs. ]

Would Mr. Harbinger be so kind as to remove his boots? Little ol' me would really appreciate the help and... [ taking advantage of his need to pull her closer, yoimiya uses this as an opportunity to lean in and whisper into his ear with a hot breath: ] I haven't stopped fantasizing about your amazing, massive cock ever since we left Amakane Island, I'm so eager to see it again.

[monoceroscaeli]

[The humid air from the bath drifting in hits his legs, silently chuckling at Yoimiya licking her lips at the sight of his neediness once she's pushed his pants down to the top of his boots. A haze falls over his mind, wanting her hands to explore more of him, all too ready to let her do whatever she wants with him. And where her hands do exactly that, it's not below the waist as he's imagining it.

But it still feels nice, the warmth of her palms slowly going down his chest. His torso gets pulled forward ever so slightly before she lets the strap snap back against him, earning a laugh out of him as he tilts just so slightly backward when she lets go of it. He'll definitely make sure that's something to play with later, allowing himself a moment to fantasize about Yoimiya pulling him about with it on. Plus, she doesn't help matters when those lewd comments get whispered into his ear. His breath hitches, her lust infecting his own, eyes glancing over to her.]

Oh? My, Yoimiya, I had no idea how hungry you really were. Then I hope I'll live up to your expectations, [he says, tone sensual as a hand comes up to cup around the back of her head as he turns his head towards her.] I don't want you to soon forget what you've acquired today, after all. And after tonight, you'll wish you'd come with me back to Snezhnaya...

[His other hand falls to press a finger against her groin, to remind her of what's to come later. Only he has more ideas forming in his lust-induced haze, and given how Yoimiya has been, he's got a feeling she's going to like it.]

So let me get these boots off for you so I can hear you chanting my name the rest of the night.

[And as if to tease her, he pulls away suddenly, turns around, and bends over for her as he unstraps his boots. His ass might be a little flat but there's a little bit of shape to it if he's bending over at least.]