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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[niwabi]

[ Just his hands touching her rear sends a shiver of ecstasy down her spine. Although she can't see his expression, his tantalizing touches alone are proof enough that he's very much enjoying the view of her ass and she couldn't be any prouder knowing that she's the one driving this incredible man into the depths of lust with her. The sudden slap to her cheeks causes her back to arch in response, drawing out a delightful moan from the back of her throat. Ah... who would have thought that just that light smack to her ass would feel so good?

Finally, she can feel his head poking at her folds and she's beyond thrilled, bracing herself to be filled with him once again but... that moment doesn't seem to come to pass? The absolute audacity of this man! ]

Mm, is there a problem with that? I'd let you fuck me every single day if that's what your heart desires.

[ Although she didn't realize it at first, being with Tartaglia has unleashed a hurricane of lewd desires within her, causing her to accept that she is quite the degenerate at heart. If anything, she's quite proud of the idea of turning her beloved into a lecher. Whenever he wants it, she'll be happy to let him use her body in any way he pleases.

If he finally sticks it in that is! Hearing his obnoxious laugh causes her flushed face to gaze at him from over her shoulder, staring at him with an annoyed pout. ]

As if you have any room to talk about being unfair. Lord Tartaglia is being so mean teasing me like this...

[ She wants his dick so badly that she's finally willing to say his title correctly.

As good as the tip feels, it's simply not enough, she's a greedy girl that craves every inch of him. She hitches a breath, letting out a string of needy, terrible whines as he agonizingly pushes in a mere centimeter. Why is he being so difficult? If she had any rational thoughts left, it would dawn on her there was no way he'd be able to hold himself back any longer but she's both drunk and horny. The only thing running through her drunken mind is how much she desires his massive dick. Not even caring about how desperate she might appear, the impatient blonde starts rocking her hips in an attempt to coax him into sliding deeper inside her. Put it in! ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[An amused hum comes out of him, listening to her call him Lord Tartaglia. Seems she's finally willing to say it right, though he's hardly the type to require her to ever really use any of his titles. But right now, it definitely has a ring to it, happily swaying a little in his drunken stupor accompanied by a giggle. Those needy whines are like music to him, knowing that she's craving for him to sink inside of her and let bliss wrack her body once more.

She's even trying to coax him, her hips pulling him inside ever so slightly to give him a taste of paradise. Tartaglia hisses sharply at the sensation, amused at her antics and shooting her a smug grin.]

You were so eager, I couldn't help myself. But it's hardly my place to keep you from your deepest desires, so just relax and take me in.

[There's no hesitation as he pushes himself completely inside, letting out a loud, drunken cry of satisfaction as he sinks all the way inside of her. Her walls are still just as inviting as before, causing him to grip into her butt a little tighter as hot and heavy breaths come out of him. The angle here is different, and it's so good, beginning his thrusting with loud wails of her name while he's practically pulling her into him as they connect.]

Yoimiya, ohhhhhh, look at what you're doing to me...

[Waves of pleasure drown his thoughts, unable to keep his mouth shut due to the lack of inhibitions from the alcohol, his hands gripping into the soft, supple skin of her hips. Every thrust earns an uninhibited moan of delight, as if he were trying to tell the world how much he loves fucking her.]

I'm so addicted to you...

[He thrusts a little harder, feeling himself hit her back wall, drunk with pleasure and want. And he's so loud, whining and wailing without abandon, not caring in the slightest if he's heard.]

...I want to fill you again and again, oh Yoimiya, you feel so wonderful...

[niwabi]

[ In a flash, Yoimiya is no longer pouting and is instead, moaning in pure, unadulterated bliss when he finally gives her what she's been waiting for, sliding himself all the way in. The girth of his shaft continues to be amazing as ever, she's gotten a bit used to his size by now but the way she stretches around to eagerly accept him feels absolutely incredible. It truly is like they are the perfect fit for one another. ]

Ooh, yes! Lord Harbinger's huge dick feels so good...

[ She knew that being taken in this position would be good but archons, it's so much better than she anticipated. A loud, intoxicated cry gets drawn out of her from the sensation of him filling her to the brim and hitting the end of her wall. Somehow, it feels like he's even deeper inside than earlier and she can't get enough of it. Everything about this angle is just so carnal, so raw that it makes her feel as though they are two animals whose sole purpose is to mate with each other.

Tartaglia's animalistic moans are like the sweetest of symphonies. He's being so loud and she loves listening to the uninhibited primal urges in his voice. With every thrust, her own voice grows in volume, her drunken stupor mind not caring in the slightest if someone heard them having sex. She wants the world to know that she loves getting fucked by the Harbinger and that her body belongs to him alone. ]

Archons, yes! R-Right there, Master Childe... ngh—! Please... take me over and over again. I want to be filled by you all night long...

[ Each buck of his hips sends her spiraling down the depths of pleasure, squealing in delight at his perfect cock hitting just the right spot. Her hands tightly grip the railing, rolling her hips upwards to match his rhythm, encouraging him to fuck her as deep and hard as he can. ]

Ah! Ahh...! Harder! Don't stop...!

[monoceroscaeli]

[Never would he of imagined how much he'd love hearing him being called by his titles like this, filling him with a sense of pride and accomplishment as she wails and moans his name underneath him so. He laughs wickedly, obviously because he's too intoxicated to realize how dumb he probably sounds and how very unlike him it is to do so in this kind of situation. But he's having fun, and his mind is being driven by the lust that courses through him.]

You finally address me properly... hahaha... now, don't ever forget who your Harbinger is, Yoimiya...

[He bends over, still thrusting as deeply as he can, letting his chest lie on her back as he steadies himself against the railing himself. One hand comes up to fondle her breast, and he takes all the pleasure in taking advantage of his height to let his head crane down next to her ear as he continues to sink deeper inside of her.]

Swear your loyalty to me, and serve me until your dying breath. In return, you'll gain all the glory of Snezhnaya, and I will grant you your every desire...

[He moans again, throwing his head back with bliss when he hits a particularly good spot inside of her, bringing it back down to begin to kiss the back of her neck.]

Yoimiya, I can't bear to be without you, swear it to me...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....

[His groan reverberates off the walls of the onsen, and his pace quickens- he's about to lose it, and nothing is going to stop him from filling her to the brim. He shakes and sputters, trying to form more words but no longer can, the chase to reach his own high finally having overtaken him.]

[niwabi]

[ Maybe it's because she's utterly plastered but archons, the commandeering tone in her lover's voice is sexy. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she would enjoy this amount of control he has over her. Listening to him sends a shiver down her spine, she loves feeling as if she is Lord Tartaglia's new recruit solely to be used for his own personal pleasure. ]

Yes! Oooh! Y-Yes...! I swear my allegiance to you, Lord Tartaglia. From this day forward, you're the only Harbinger I'll ever serve!

[ Their height difference is a blessing, his warm chest against her back feeling akin to a furnace. It's incredible how their interlocked bodies are so close to each other, she can feel his hot breath whispering into her ear and she loves it. Her breasts bounce at each slam of his hips, moaning in bliss as he reaches over to fondle her chest, prompting Yoimiya to lean into his hand, signaling him to grab as much as he desires.

He's so deep inside, she can feel every inch of his incredible cock penetrating her. It's so beyond good, all she can do is moan and take it but she loves that feeling of being dominated by him. With each thrust of his hips, she cries out, shouting out all different variants of his well-earned titles, Lord Harbinger, Master Childe, Lord Tartaglia. Having sex with him is truly the best feeling in the world, she's so addicted to him past the point of no return. ]

Ngh... Only Lord Tartaglia's cock is capable of satisfying me. Aah, Aaaah...! My body belongs to you alone. Please, take me to Snezhnaya with you and use me as you see fit.

[ As he picks up the pace, her own adorable moans increase in volume, echoing alongside him. If someone were to pass by, the sounds of their lustful wails and wet skin slapping against each other would make it painfully obvious they're fucking. Not that it matters to her, all she cares about is drowning in the depths of desire with her beloved. She continues to thrust her hips to meet with his own, encouraging him to chase his pleasure, eager to be used and completely filled by her Lord Harbinger.

Somewhere out there, The Raiden Shogun senses a disturbance in the force and is probably like Really? Right in front of my Inazuma??? ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[He only wishes he didn't need one hand to hold himself up, drowning under her words and losing himself to the ever-tightening of her amazing pussy around him. His hand frantically massages her breast, his cries reaching a fever pitch, words barely intelligible. Yoimiya has driven his mind into a fog that completely envelops him, crazed and hopelessly lost in her. Her cries are intoxicating, her body mesmerizing, and he can't stop. Even if someone walked in now, there's no way he'd even notice them until it was too late.]

Good...so good...Yoimiya...!

[The fire inside of him that she's stoked erupts, his body shaking with desire as he finally reaches that climax he's been seeking, his blood feeling like molten lava as pleasure drowns his senses and all he can feel is her and her alone. He shudders as he releases inside of her, his hips instinctively thrusting a few more times before his entire body seems to give out on him in an instant, breath heavy and mind swimming.

Tartaglia has to take a moment, unable to get up quite yet, body feeling too sensitive to try to move at all. He begins to plant small, appreciative kisses to her back, but won't linger too long so she can at least get into a more comfortable position. He groans as he slides out of her, the whole world spinning as he sits down beside her, a reminder that he is still very drunk.]

Oh goodness...Yoi...the whole world is spinning...

[Partly because he's drunk and partly because it was such good sex. His head sort of rolls once before it properly lands in her direction, his mouth hanging open as he continues to try to catch his breath.]

Archons, sex with you is incredible. I'm doomed...hahaha...

[He laments out loud, but it's not really a lament so much as it is that he's found that he likes her far too much to ever let her go. As if he's really found the perfect partner for himself.]

[niwabi]

[ The flow of his climax pouring into her continues to be the most mind-melting pleasure. The Harbinger's vigor is simply amazing, it's incredible that he's had the energy to come inside her three times now. A myriad of moans pour out of her lips as she feels him pulsing inside of her, Yoimiya's body is more than willing to accept every bit of his release. Thoughts of being filled to the brim by him send her in a frenzy, legs quivering, body squirming as she hits her own climax. She lets out a sharp cry as she tightens up and squeezes down, squirting around him as he thrusts a few last times into her orgasm. ]

Aah—! Lord Tartaglia is coming inside me. I'm so happy...

[ She's drunk and somewhat of a babbling mess but there's no denying she's beyond happy because that was some incredible sex. She lets out one last whimpering moan as he pulls out, already missing the sensation of having him inside of her. It takes her a minute to finally move, her body still under the spell of euphoria. Slowly, she shifts around, positioning herself to sit next to him, leaning her head against his shoulder as her chest heaves up and down. ]

Ah... I feel the same. I'm going to be so...

[ She stops mid-sentence, realizing that what she had been getting ready to say wasn't quite right. It's too late for her, she's already in far too deep. ]

No. I'm already addicted to having sex with you.

[ For the moment, she's more than content to nestle up next to him, basking in the warmth of his body heat, listening to the sounds of his heavy breathing from the aftermath of their lovemaking. She lets out a blissful sigh, staring at him with half-lidded eyes. Using the remaining energy she has left, Yoimiya gently tugs on his harness to pull him down for a tender kiss bursting with all of her love. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

Looks like we both have a problem...hahaha.

[Even now, despite how drunk he is, he appreciates how much Yoimiya likes to cuddle up next to him. The warmth of her body against his own is a comfort unlike anything he's ever experienced, putting him at ease and clearing any worries or stresses he may be feeling. His whole body is so sensitive to any touch, the ride of reaching the very pinnacle of pleasure still lingering, and there's something in how she looks at him that takes his breath away.

His body leans down so easily at the tug on his harness, the motion making him see stars as his eyes close to meet her, their mouths slotting perfectly with each other. Tartaglia can feel his cheeks flare up, this kiss being different than the lust-filled ones they shared before. She expresses so well what her heart feels at the moment, a love that comes from more than just having a wildly fun time with someone she's just met. And he's in no position to hold back either, finding it easy to reciprocate, comfortable expressing himself since she's been so bold to allow herself to be this vulnerable with him.

Every sweep and caress of his lips ask her to stay with him forever, tell her that she's the most amazing woman he's ever met, expresses how much he never knew how much he needed her in his life.

When they finally break, his eyes flutter open to gaze back at her, admiring every detail, trying to commit it all to memory. With a light sigh, he plants one last kiss to her forehead, tiredness starting to set in- but he wouldn't of wanted it any other way. He was tired because of how much fun he's had with her, but it might be time they finally make their way out for the night.]

We should do one last thing to celebrate our newfound relationship before we go. You've still got more fireworks with you, yes?

[He has a great drunken idea.]

[niwabi]

[ That kiss had been everything she ever wanted. It's different from their sensual tongue tussles but she loves it just as much, it's as if she can taste all of his feelings being poured into this kiss. As they break away, all she can do is flutter her lashes, gazing back at him with an intimate expression flowing with all of her love and admiration for him. Never before has she held such strong feelings for someone but at this very moment, she's fairly sure she's deeply, madly, passionately in love with Tartaglia. It's truly a blessing to meet someone in tune with her needs, he's so fun to be around, so caring and in her eyes, he's the most wonderful man she's ever met. The time they have left together is ticking down, all she wants is to spend every last second with him until they part. Every moment that they spent in Inazuma will resonate in her heart forever.

Despite being tired, his question causes her expression to immediately perk up, eyes twinkling with a bright sparkle. Oh yeah, Yoimiya already has a good sense of where this is going and she's already brimming with excitement. ]

Oh, yes. I absolutely do.

[ Thank the archons she had the foresight to bring her knapsack alongside the bag of alcohol, Yoimiya is certain that she wouldn't have been able to make the trip to the changing room. The harbinger really did a number on her body, she feels sensitive everywhere but she wouldn't have had it any other way. Even after he's gone back to Snezhnaya, she'll be fantasizing about their intimacy in the hot springs for a long, long time.

With a mischievous smile tugging at her lips, she turns to haul herself up on the railing, swaying her hips a little more purposefully as she gets comfortable. She tugs on the straps of her backpack, pulling it to her side to unzip it. As she's rummaging through her sack, she lets out a blissful sigh at the sensation of the onsen's waters soothing her sensitive body, the droplets of water all over her skin feel so pleasant. It's not long until she finds what she's looking for, a set of sparklers and a backup launch tube loaded with Tartaglia's special narwhal constellation. ]

I have an unused launch tube and some sparklers. Celebrating our relationship with a bang sounds like a thrilling way to end things here.

[monoceroscaeli]

[That's exactly the response he was hoping for.

Watching her as she turns to get her knapsack, his eyes widen in amusement when she takes out the launch tube. The sparklers would be cute and fun, but now she's got something to really celebrate the moment, and there isn't a bit of logic left in him to tell himself that this is a terrible idea. In fact, it's great, they'd have their own fireworks show right here in the onsen. This is why he dropped the big bucks, right? So they could do what they wanted for as long as they wanted.

Tartaglia sits up, wearing a wicked trouble-making grin at Yoimiya, clearly pleased with what fireworks were left. He shifts closer to get a better look, before asking:]

I'd like to try to set this off myself. You wouldn't mind teaching me how, right?

[He looks like a little kid who's got the chance to do something really cool, something their parents would definitely never allow them to do. Whether or not that's a good idea to let a drunk Childe set off a firework inside of an onsen is yet to be seen, but he doesn't care- the disastrous results is hardly a thing on his mind.]

[niwabi]

[ Seeing his awestruck reaction elicits a melody of giggles out of her. He looks just like a little kid excited to play with his new toy. Sparklers are a simple little fireworks that she will always enjoy but a launch tube seems much more suited for the thrill-seeking Harbinger's tastes. Logically, giving such a wild device to a drunk Tartaglia would be a cause for concern... but that thought never crosses her mind, or it's more like she's too drunk to care. She returns his wicked grin with a mischievous smirk of her own, having no qualms about placing the launch tube in his hands. ]

So, this one is a bit more involved than my other launch tubes. There's already a Narwhal pattern firework inside it but if you look at the tube itself, you can mess around with the size, height, and how much it spreads.

[ She points at the various parameters along the device, allowing him to customize it as he sees fit! ... Which is such a bad idea, it's only going to end in a disaster. Yoimiya's never been one for rational thought but being drunk and partners in crime with the love of her life makes for a terrifying combination. ]

Just press the button on the bottom when you're ready to launch! We'll have five seconds to take a step back after you hit it.

[monoceroscaeli]

[He pays as best attention as he possibly can while she explains how the launch tube works. It is, admittedly, a little hard to concentrate because he's stealing glances here and there at her chest, as lovely and right there as it is. But he's sure he understands for the most part, and he can't wait to launch it.]

Excellent, this doesn't seem all that difficult. Alright.

[Standing, he presses a drunken, ardorous kiss to her lips before lifting himself up out of the water and walking over towards a larger open space next to the water's edge. If Yoimiya didn't already assume he was going to launch it inside of the building, it's pretty obvious now as he sets it down and cranks all the settings to the biggest it can be to the maximum height. He thinks he's cranked it downwards to the smallest, but he's drunk...]

Okay, run!

[He presses the button, and takes off towards her to get away from the launch tube, almost falling on his face from slipping in some water. He turns, ready to watch it go off with a look of wonder on his face.

BOOM. The firework goes off, and what happens next somehow simultaneously make him excited and giddy like a schoolgirl and his stomach drops out from underneath him. The firework hits the roof with an explosion that rocks the entire room, catching fire to it as sparks explode every which way. His face drops as soon as he sees the flames licking the top of the ceiling, and in his drunken haze, hesitates. Oh no. What does he do.]

[niwabi]

[ Yoimiya is not known for making the brightest decisions, giving an intoxicated Tartaglia a firework launch tube inside an onsen just screams trouble. None of that occurs to her as she's more excited to see how his version of the narwhal firework will turn out.

Her eyes are brightly shimmering in anticipation as she watches him mess around with the settings. She's too drunk to even notice that he accidentally cranked it up to the highest setting possible. As it shoots off, her excitement quickly turns to horror as it strikes the roof, setting fire to the ceiling above them. Yoimiya is so stunned that all she can do is stand there with her jaw hanging open. In hindsight, she should have thought this through but neither one of them did and now they're paying the consequences. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. ]

Oh dear...

[ Oh no. Oh no no no. The last thing they need is for the authorities to come rushing in, for a member of the Tenryou commission to realize his identity and attempt to jail him. Of course, Yoimyia has no doubt he'll be able to escape from their grasp, it's Tartaglia. The Fatui are already considered persona non grata in Inazuma, it's already going to be a difficult journey for him to come into the country, but she doesn't want to make the situation even tougher for him. She loves him so much and can't bear the thought of being separated from him indefinitely. ]

Q-Quick! We gotta get out of here!

[ The first step she takes is to swiftly runs over to grab the launch tube, not wanting to risk the Tenryou commission confiscating it for evidence. Grabbing her bag and Tartaglia by his harness, she drags him back to the locker room. Once they're in, she scrambles to change back to her clothes before they make a run for it. The sarashi around her waist is messily thrown together and she's trying her best to stuff her boobs back into the wrap. Sorry Tartaglia, she knows you love her chest but they're going to have to be covered for the time being... ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[He feels her yank him from behind, his harness serving as a handle for her to get him into the locker room once more. He gets it, drunkenly trying to put as many of his clothes back on as possible, forgoing actually putting his jacket on and just holding it instead. He's disheveled, confused, smelling smoke as the ceiling continues to burn. But, in a moment of clarity, he looks at her while they get their things together quickly, knowing that he can at least save the building before the whole roof collapses in.]

Yoi-iimiya! I'll be right back-!

[And instead of running out, he runs back in, wobbling the entire way there but managing to somehow stay on his feet. Looking up, he focuses on the water in the onsen, taking control of it as it whirlpools upwards to slam into the ceiling, breaking it but putting the fire out. Tartaglia almost slips as he turns around to run, laughing like an idiot at the entire debacle.]

Let's go!!! Find the back door, quick-!!! Ahahahaha!

[He joins Yoimiya, grabbing her hand to run towards another exit besides the front, hoping to either find a window to safely jump out of or the actual back door that they can escape from.]

[niwabi]

[ At first, Yoimiya is confused, baffled as to why he would run back inside a burning building like a madman but it's a good thing that between these two drunkards, someone still holds the brain cells. She'll offer to hold onto his jacket while he goes to put out the literal fire. Poking her head out from the locker room, she's relieved to see him attempting to fan the flames with his hydro powers, also impressed that he's able to anchor himself to the ground in his intoxicated state.

She squeezes his hand as they make their exit. Since his jacket is unclaimed, she'll happily toss it over herself if he doesn't mind! Attempting to quickly rewrap the sarashi around her body had been somewhat a bust, she's disheveled and could use the extra layer of clothing. Despite that they're on the brink of getting in major trouble, she's howling with laughter alongside him, pointing at the backdoor just outside of the locker room.]

Ahaha, it's over that way! Right there! Let's book it before we get caught by those mean ol' Tenryou Commission folks.

[ Once they're out of the building, Yoimiya leads him to a small clearing a good distance away from the bathhouse. Now that they're out of sight, she's doubling over with laughter. ]

Goodness, I can't believe you just shot it off inside the onsen. [ not that she has any room to talk since she totally enabled him ] you're crazy, Tartaglia! Hahaha! You're gonna get me in heaps of trouble!

[monoceroscaeli]

[Thankfully they escape without being seen, hearing the ruckus outside of the bath house as people gather to see what the giant explosion they heard was and why smoke fills the sky now that part of the roof was gone. Good thing he's leaving tomorrow, he's sure he still sticks out like a sore thumb with this ginger hair of his, not to mention he's a Harbinger on top of it. But despite it all, he's living on the rush of the adrenaline of getting out and not getting caught yet, and doing it with Yoimiya.]

Oh, that's not even the half of it, hahahahaha!

[There's a whole world of trouble lying in wait for her now that she's with him, even if neither of them realize how deep it just might go. His knack for trouble was already bad enough, but the entire organization he belongs to will only make it worse.]

Oh, that was splendid, I do hope the money I gave him was enough to cover the repairs.

[He wipes a tear from his eye from laughing so hard, tugging on her arm. Their fun isn't over yet, but he definitely thinks now is the time to lay low.]

There's a small inn in Konda Village, come with me and stay with me for the rest of the night. The Tenryou Commission isn't going to find us there.

[He'll bet mora on it.]

[niwabi]

[ Destroying the roof goes beyond any mischievous prank Yoimiya has pulled and while there is a part of her that does feel guilty being the cause of such an absurd mess, she can't deny the excitement coursing through her veins. She feels bad for the poor onsen owner but it felt so exhilarating to escape without getting caught. Causing trouble with a Harbinger should be wrong but with Tartaglia, it feels so right and fun, she's excited at the thought of their future escapades. ]

Hahahaha, looks like it was a good thing you gave Susumu all that money! Down payment for his roof repair expenses.

[ Goodness, her stomach hurts from laughing so hard, it's amazing how she doesn't keel over on the ground. ]

I know exactly which inn you're talking about, it's small but cozy, an excellent place to stay for the evening.

[ Holding onto his arm, she makes great haste to lead him out of Inazuma's capital. Although she's fairly certain they didn't get caught, Yoimiya still tries to hurry out of precaution. It's a blessing that Konda Village isn't too far away, the chaotic, drunken duo are able to make it to their destination in no time at all. Once they get checked into the inn, they're led to their room. It's simple, a bit on the small side, but the old Inazuman style bedroom gives it a quaint, welcoming environment. There's even a window for them to marvel at the lush green forest surrounding the village.

In the center of the tatami mat is a cushiony futon inviting them to rest up for the evening. Placed on top of their bedding are two white sleeping kimonos prepared for the young couple. Yoimiya begins the process of stripping herself out of her messy clothes, throwing the comfortable robe over her body. ]

It's been a while since I stayed here but it's cozier than what I remember. I have a feeling we're going to get some really good rest tonight.

[monoceroscaeli]

[Laughing, he lets her lead him, wondering if she's had to do this plenty of times before when hiding people from the Vision Hunt Decree. It's a relief when they finally arrive in the village, trying to be on his best behavior even while completely intoxicated while they check into the inn. He's sure that the owner could probably smell it on them, turning their nose up a little bit because of the smell, but all's well that ends well when they finally get to their room.

Childe takes a look around, not used to being in small, homey places like this during his stays overseas. As a Harbinger, he's used to getting the best treatment, but this suits him just as well too. It reminds him of growing up, sighing happily at the quaint little room as he too begins to undress to put the robe on.]

It's quite comfortable in here. But I don't think it's the room itself that's going to ensure that we have a nice rest...

[Tartaglia drunkenly slides his arms around her, swaying back and forth with her in his arms as he closes his eyes. The world spins from behind his eyelids, giggling like a little girl who's been terribly naughty but doesn't seem to feel a bit of remorse about it.]

Hmmm, I think you look pretty good in all white. Pure, just like the snow of my homeland...

[He grins, because Yoimiya is anything but pure, and he knows it. He's planning on making her even more impure as the night goes on, placing a gentle kiss to her lips as he thinks about it.]

[niwabi]

[ Oh yeah, Yoimiya is anything but pure, being fully aware of that fact. There's always bit a little bit of a vixen inside of her, a side that she hasn't shown to anyone else but Tartaglia. Filthy thoughts have crossed her mind before but being with the Harbinger has brought out her true lewd nature in full force. Maybe he really will lead her down the path of darkness...

The sounds of his mischievous giggles are too funny, truly reminding her of a little brat with naughty intentions. She lets out a drunken laugh of her own, swaying back and forth before resting against him for support. A sigh of contentment departs from her lips as she relaxes into his hold. Today has been splendid, one that she'll always think back on with fondness. ]

Oh? What a sweet compliment. You did a bang-up job coating me in white today, haha. [ Being drunk has made her even more shameless... He can dye her white as much as he pleases. i'm sorry waioshaog ] I'm not so sure about the pure part but...

[ A smug, self-aware expression forms on her features, leaning in to slot their lips for a quick, chaste kiss. She'll never get enough of his taste. ]

What I do know is you look quite handsome in that kimono. White is your color, I bet you'd look fantastic in an all-white winter coat.

[monoceroscaeli]

[The weight of her body against his own relaxes him, getting tiny drunken hums to come out as he holds her close, snorting at her comment about painting her white. He did and he'll do it some more, because there's no reason not to as the clock slowly ticks their time away. It's terrible how even that lewd comment seems to begin to rile him already, the chaste kiss leaving him wanting more from her, her taste delicious on his tongue.

Tartaglia can't help but stare deeply back into her eyes, using them as a focus point to keep him upright so he doesn't fall over drunk, his hand subconsciously sliding down to her ass to grip into it lightly as he answers her.]

What if I told you that my coat is white. Well, mostly, [he says, groping a little more of one cheek.] The Harbingers of the Fatui get their own special coats that put them aside from the rest of the troops. You'll get to see it when you come to visit.

[He leans down to capture her lips again, drinking from them a little more hungrily. He doesn't know where all this energy is coming from, but Yoimiya seems to have unlocked something from deep within him that makes him want to touch and feel her endlessly...]

Maybe I'll have one personally made for you.

[niwabi]

[ Where did his sudden burst of vitality come from??? Yoimiya thought that she had boundless amounts of energy, Tartaglia has proven himself to be her match. The special attention to her ass elicits a soft purr, her skin feeling like it's on fire from his wandering hands. The only roadblock separating him from her nude body is the thin kimono they both have on. ]

Mm, I'd love to see you wearing that coat. You're already so handsome, I just know you're going to look even more dashing in all in white— Oh! [ she stops mid-sentence, letting out a needy whine at that particular squeeze. ] I do hope you wear it as the first thing I see once I step off the boat.

[ There's so much to look forward to in Snezhnaya. Meet his family, see all of the marvelous sights the snowy country has to offer, and of course, all of the sex the pair will engage in far away from Inazuma. After tonight, they will be apart for who knows how long, most likely a good while if she had to guess. With their libidos, there's bound to be an endless amount of passionate sex to make up for the lost time. Thinking about such deprave thoughts excites her to the core, moaning into his mouth as she kisses him back in full, parting her lips open to encourage him to tangle their tongues together.

Yoimiya is totally breathless after breaking away, panting softly from the ministrations of his tongue. In such a short amount of time, Tartaglia has mastered the art of making her feel incredible. ]

A Harbinger coat just for me? It sounds like you're trying to recruit me into the Fatui... Lord Tartaglia.

[ Joke aside, it's a sweet gesture to have her own personal coat made, heart fluttering at the idea of having matching jackets. She stares at him with half-lidded doe-eyes, looking at him as if he were her master Harbinger. He's got her completely ensnared in more ways than one. ]

we can fade to black on the sex imo to skip to the next day these two fucking like rabbits wheeze

[monoceroscaeli]

[Tartaglia takes the invitation Yoimiya offers to slip his tongue into her mouth, letting it dance with her own as his hands wander her body, massaging her endlessly as they share a passionate kiss that drowns out the rest of the world. Even as he closes his eyes, everything spins, the only thing keeping him anchored down is Yoimiya and her sweet caresses to his lips, intoxicating and heavy on his mind as his thoughts narrow further and further onto her.

It's almost painful when they break, taken in by those doe-eyes that make his heart pound and his blood pump even harder. He gives her a sweet, mischievous smile, letting his fingers trail down her cheek before letting his hand cup her face.]

Haha, I hate to be the bearer of bad news...but you're practically already Fatui, now that you've chosen to be involved with the likes of me.

[His forehead comes down to press to her own as he sways back and forth, loving the words Lord Tartaglia rolling off her lips like that. Usually, it's spoken with fear, respect, and reverence, but now it's coming out of a place of love and admiration. He could absolutely get used to that.]

And since that's so, I suppose it's only proper if you're addressed henceforth as Lady Yoimiya- I'll make sure the rest of my subordinates know to show you the proper respect.

[Another quick, greedy kiss is administered to Yoimiya's lips, pushing her back towards their bed for the night. He wants to indulge in her one last time before he goes, and there isn't a single inhibition in his body left that would stop him.]

So let's share one last moment as Lord and Lady, until next we meet.

[That kimono has got to go for now, she can sleep in it after they have sex again. He'll start taking it off as he continues to push her backward, starting to kiss and suck on her neck, not caring if hickeys begin to bloom under her skin from it all. If anything, better to let others know not to touch his girlfriend, she's taken and she's his.]

LOL YES I WAS THINKING THE SAME THING these two are too much smh

[niwabi]

[ Internally, she can't help but giggle at Tartaglia's accusation. There is some semblance of truth to it, if he were to ever come back to Inazuma, Yoimiya will do everything to ensure he doesn't get caught by the Tenryou Commission. Assisting a persona non grata makes her complicit with the Fatui in a kinda-sorta hilarious way.

Yoimiya isn't one for prestigious titles but she won't lie, there's something about the way Lady Yoimiya flows off his tongue that melts her to the core. Her arms wrap around his neck as she's pushed onto the futon, easily getting swept up in his affections. She can feel her body shuddering from the brush of his lips to her neck, moans pouring out from her as he nips and sucks on her sensitive skin. The imprints of a hickey will surely blossom on her neck but she doesn't mind. More than anything, she's thrilled to receive his love bites, an indicator to the residents of Inazuma that the famous fireworks shop owner is happily taken. Once he's had his fill of her neck, she wastes no time spreading her legs open, inviting her lover to slip into her wet entrance to indulge in each other's bodies for one last passionate night filled with bliss.

This is their final evening together for the foreseeable future, she wants nothing more than for this night to be engraved into their hearts. A grand finale with them as Lord and Lady. ]

---

[ Yoimiya's honey eyes flutter open at the morning sunlight beaming on her face. She lets out a small groan, feeling the after-effects of alcohol consumption pounding at her head. It's not the most ideal way to wake up but when her bleary eyes open to the sight of a sleeping Tartaglia, the hangover suddenly doesn't feel too bad. She finds herself in his arms, nestling her head into his chest. Bit by bit, the memory of yesterday's events replay in her mind, she stupidly stumbled into a Fatui camp, reunited with Tartaglia, became a couple, got plastered and basically had sex for the rest of the evening before passing out. (They also blew up the roof of the Asia Bathhouse but that's not that big of a deal. Sorry Susumu)

... It was easily one of the best days of her life. Watching the tuckered out Harbinger puts a sleepy smile on her face, he looks so cute as he sleeps and y'know... not blowing up buildings. ]

they fukkin make me laugh so much tho i love them, stupid horndogs

[monoceroscaeli]

[At some point, his own kimono falls off of him as he administers more affectionate grazes of his teeth across her skin, his hands wandering to grip and touch Yoimiya in every place he's discovered so far that gets her to moan and cry for him in every perfect way. He'll miss her terribly in the days he's away, now savoring every drop of her sex as he slides inside of her for the last time for a while, admiring the incredible woman he's found himself suddenly intimately involved with. Tartaglia doesn't feel a single bit of regret, excited and filled with joy at the prospect of what adventures are in store for them next.

But now, he wants to remember every single moment from tonight until the next time he sees her, where he's sure they'll create even more incredible memories together. And with that, he drowns both himself and Yoimiya in feelings of pleasure and bliss on this final night that he'll be in Inazuma.

---

[Tartaglia's mouth hangs slightly agape as he snores quietly, still asleep when Yoimiya wakes. However, whether it be the smallest change from her coming to wakefulness or because of the light that shines in from the window hitting his eyes, he slowly wakes as his eyelids flutter open. He doesn't know where he is at first, under an unfamiliar roof in an unfamiliar bed, but he finds his body is completely relaxed with the love of his life lying in his arms. When his focus comes to, he's greeted with the sight of Yoimiya's golden locks pressed into his chest, letting out a content sigh before the reality of the hangover hits him.

The light only makes it worse, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment as he deals with the annoying dull pain that throbs in his head.]

Mmmmmngh...Yoimiya, you awake?

[He's pretty sure he made out the sight of those gorgeous irises looking at him while he was sleeping.]

[niwabi]

[ Cute... who would have thought that Childe, the fearsome Eleventh Fatui Harbinger would appear so precious as he rests? It's faint but Yoimiya is pretty sure she can make out the light noises of his adorable snoring. ]

Good morning, sunshine! [ she giggles, eyes bearily adjusting to the illuminated room. Laying right beside him feels like she's basking in a ray of sunshine. ] Yeah, I just woke up.

[ Just the fireworks she crafts, Yoimiya truly is a bright, bundle of energy. Even under the strain of a hangover headache, she still manages to greet her beloved with a radiant smile. She pillows her head on top of his chest, the sounds of his heartbeat is soothing to listen to, ringing in her ears like a wonderful melody. Headache aside, waking up next to him is the perfect way to start the day. ]

Did ya sleep well?