#abyss aether smut

[mysinsforventi]

💛 I am you, yet you aren't me 💛 Part 1

(I couldn't find the credits for the fanart! So the credits are going to the artist of the fanart!! )

(DON'T reupload, use, share, repost it!! It's not yours!! This is MY fanfic!! )

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dom!aether x sub! f. reader

dom! abyss aether x sub! f. reader

(I say it just in case: reader ISN'T traveller!

Also: Paimon-haters be gone!!! We love & adore paimon here on my blog!! )

+18 (Aether is 500 or +500 years old so don't come for me!!!)

Warnings:

smut, dirty thoughts, a bit yandere abyss!aether?, cursing, drugging (breathing in stuff) , manipulation, gaslighting, dark themed, angst, anxiety, kidnapping/capturing, power abuse, god-complex, khaenri'ah mentioning, dom! abyss aether, dom! aether, (let me know if I forgot something~)

About: 

Beeing friends with aether for a long time you always travelled together. This time you checked out a new domain. Your crush on the blonde traveler is getting more & more out of hand. Yet you never would tell him, since he 'obviously' didn't feel the same. But is that really true? Since a surten abyss prince has a very strong obsession with you. So strong that he wants you just to himself. Would you notice if you beloved traveler all of sudden was to act differently? Would you care if aether's goal changed? Would you agree to become his princess & help the old fallen kingdom to find his light again?? Also.. will you find out what happened to his other traveler-self?

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( This didn't turn out like planned! But I decided to still post it. I hope you enjoy~ )

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Just another normal day. A day like any other, beeing on a commision with aether and helping him find clues for his missing sister. You and aether met a long while ago, as he first came to mondstadt and since then you two basically were always together. Paimon and you had also a great friendship going on. So it was only normal to go on commision's with your best friend, aether. Even tho for you aether was way more than 'just a friend'. You, for sure, could say that he was the most important person in your live. Your sunshine in this cloudy, dark world. You truly admired him. You truly loved- But.. let's not talk about it. Aether is busy enough and has so much worrys already, you didn't want to add to his troubles. Besides.. once he found his sister he would leave anyway! So you just kept quiet about your true feelings, thinking it would be for the best.

"Why is it so cold in here?? Paimon has a really bad feeling about this place aether..", paimon looked around while hiding behind the traveler. The whole domain was frozen and everything was covered in white ice. Which made sense why the temperature has dropped so much. To be honest you were also freezing, but were to busy following aether through the domain to care about yourself. Nothing should happen to him. Nothing can happen to him as long as you take care of him. As long as your eyes don't lose sight of him. That's what you quietly promised yourself. Always putting others first. You were very good at this.

All of sudden aether stopped and turned around to look at you. "W-What?", you asked confused, looking into his golden eyes. His stare made you feel intimidated so you had to look away. "I was just thinking we should take a break and cook some soup! You're cold to right?", aether gently smiled while walking towards a cooking pot. "Me? N-No i'm fin-", you started but got cut off. "You're shaking y/n! I can see it~", aether pouted cutely while starting to cook, "Now come here okay? Let's warm all up together!~", aether said while waving his hand at you to join him and paimon.

You sighed and walked towards your friends. He noticed! Of course he did, aether wasn't dumb after all. He always cares so much about others and is able to pay attention to the smallest details about people's feelings. There was no way you poor acting skills could've fooled him. Or so at least you thought. What you didn't know was that actually aether's eyes were always on you. Always looking after you, following you, making sure you stayed safe. He saw something special in you and for damn sure he wouldn't lose you too. That's how the blond traveler noticed right away, by your shaking hands and your lip bite that you were cold. After a long time studying your moves and gestures he was positiv to know every single thing about you. And that was important to aether. After all you mean so much to him..

After warming up and talking for a while you continued your way through the domain. "We need to get up there! But how?", asked aether, looking around for an solution. You smiled as you saw a circle on the wall, "Oh! I know!! Leave this to me!!", you said while you teleported up towards the wall before using the power of your vision to hit the circle. Jumping down next to the blonde traveler you realized that nothing happened.

"Use your elementare sight!", said paimon. Aether nodded, "There are invisible stairs they'll bring us up for sure! Good idea Y/N!!", he grinned at you, a soft blush covering his cheeks. This gesture made your heart jump and beat faster. "Heyy!! Paimon is the one who said to use your elementare sight! Why paimon doesn't get any praise??", your other friend pouted while glaring at aether. "Ehe?~", the blonde traveler lifted his shoulders and smiled. "Oh no.. don't tell paimon this tone-deaf bard shared his stupidity with you..", paimon gulped while hiding behind your back, "Y/N do something! Aether has lost his mind. Paimon feels scared!". You laughed while gently patting paimons head, "There, there", you giggeled.

This scene alone made aethers heart melt. Making him chuckle too. After a long time he finally felt home again. But every beautiful moment had to end sometime. "Let's go, take my hand so you won't fall!", he said, holding his hand towards you. This simple sentence stopped your brain from functioning probably. 'Gosh.. what a prince aether is. Someone come and bring him a white horse. With a rose like romeo-', not wanting to think about it anymore you just grabbed his hand, walking closely behind him.

You both started to walk up the stairs. All of sudden you heard a weird sound. 'I have a bad feeling-', you thought and looked around. "Watch out!! The stairs are disappearing! Quick- Run!!", paimon yelled, flying upwards. 'If only I could fly too', you  thought in panic. Aether started to run and so did you. Almost at the top of the stairs. Almost there. In the next moment as you wanted to take another step, you felt yourself stepping into nothing, you just lost all ground under your feed. A scream, you fell, still holding on to the travelers hand.

You crashed against the cold, freezing wall. The ice was sharper than it looked like since your arm started to bleed, beeing cut open by the crash. Blood running down your arm, your feed hanging into the air and nothing under you. Nothing than a black hole that didn't seem to end. Within this second everything started to slow down. It was like you saw your live flashing by your eyes. You could hear aether calling your name but it sounded dull, far away from you. But yet he was right here, infront of you. There was pure fear in his eyes.. you never saw him like this. Usually he was always calm, collected. Yes, he was angry before. But this was a side of the traveler you hadn't seen until now. You felt how his his hand trembled, his breath was fast and shaky. Also are there tears in his eyes??

Aether ran up the stairs. Almost there. He already had an idea what he was about to say once they reached the top. Wanting to impress you, proving he can keep your safe. Even this proff was more for himself then towards you. One last step. Aether smiled at paimon, who already waited for the both of you. Paimon smiled back and cheered already. Then everything happened so fast. A whoosh was heard, he felt a tug on his hand and it forced him backwards. Quickly turning around he saw something that made his heart shatter. Memorys of the scary, lonely past flashed by his eyes. You, who were so important to him, were about to fall. Fall and disappear. Disappear, like his sister had. Clinging to the wall, clinging to his hand while letting out a paniced scream. Aether kneed down, focusing all his strengh into his arm, into his hand. A loud crash was heard. The moment the traveler saw blood running down your arm, something in him snapped. He wouldn't let you go. Not now, not ever.

Protecting you was his second goal after finding his sister and he wouldn't give up on either of those! "Y/N hold on!! Don't let go!!", said aether, using his geo powers to creat something to stand on for you. Giving you the strength to stand up straight but with your shaky legs this wasn't so easy. You tried your best to climb up the wall. You really tried. Tears started to form in your eyes.

As you looked up your eyes widened. Aether jumped down, just to stand on his geo plattform he created. Taking you into his arms and lifting you up, helping you. As soon as you were up, laying on the cold floor you paniced. Jumping up, grabbing both of aehers hands and gave everything you got. You put every last strengh you had left into your arms to pull the traveler up. Finally the both of you were safe. Heavy breathing, sitting on the floor. Just looking at each other, no one said anything. You really thought this was the end but once again aether proved you wrong. With one swift pull, the traveler had you in his arms.

Holding you close to his chest, his grip tight, he whispered in your ear, "I got you!! I won't let anything happen to you! I-I.. won't lose you too!!". You swear you could hear his voice break slightly at the end. You heart broke  at the sound of his voice. Gently laying your still a bit shaky hand on his cheek you looked at him and smiled, "Thank you aether! I'm okay now~". The blonde boy blushed but smiled gently back. Kissing the back of your hand while looking into your eyes. 'Yup, a prince. That was prince aether. He just needs a crown-'

"Are you done flirting yet? Paimon wants to get away from here you know?", you heard a familiar voice speaking. You blushed and hid your face in the traveler's chest while he just sighed and helped you stand up. "Are you jelaous paimon?~", aether smirked and chuckled a bit while still holding you close, needing to feel your warmth to calm himself down. "Are you okay Y/N? Did you hurt yourself?", he looked at you, worry in his eyes. You nodded, "I'm okay! Just some scratches. It'll be fine, don't worry", looking into aethers eyes. Turning around, letting go of aether to look ahead of you, your eyes widened. The snow was gone, no more ice and the temperature felt warmer. Before you was a room but it was completly empty. "I feel like we went the wrong way aether..", you said while pointing towards the empty room.

"Use your elementare sight again!!", said paimon while floating towards the room. "Wait paimon!! We don't know what is in there! It could be a trap!", you said stopping your friend. "Ohh you're right-", "Nothing! There is nothing to be found.. We really went the wrong way..", aether sighed and looked from paimon to you. You turned around and looked down, a gasp left your mouth. Your heart almost had a solo flight towards the heavens. "G-Gone. The floor we just walked on his gone!!", you screamed hiding behind the blonde boy. "So this is the right way after all..", aether said while looking back towards the empty room.

"Let's go Y/N! There has to be some way out of here!", he said and took your hand again, smiling at you. The smile that helped you a lot. It gave you confindence, it gave you hope and it calmed you down. You took aether's hand once again and smiled back. With him by your side everything would go well. You believed in this fact. The two of you walked into the room, looking around. But it was really nothing to be seen. "Maybe we should just use our power and see what happens?", paimon sighed also confused.

"Power? Wait!- I swear I saw something earlier!", you looked towards the door you just came from, "Look! Outside this room is a cube. I'm sure we need to light it up!", you said pointing at it.

Paimon already floated towards it, trying to understand it. Aether just stepped infront of you and leaned a bit closer, "Sometimes I really wonder about you..", he whispered with a special look in his eyes, a soft smile placed on his lips as he continued to speak, "How are you this amazing? Without you I'd have been lost so many times. You are a genius Y/N! I really do lo-", but before aether could finish his sentence a loud sound rolled through the room.

Turning around, looking for an enemy but nothing. The room was still empty. "Guys are you okay in there?? Paimon didn't touch anything but.. the door closed on it's own!", paimon yelled, voice sounding far away. 'How thicc is this door??', you wondered. The blonde boy let go of your hand and ran towards the door, hammering against it but it didn't even move. "We are fine! We'll get out of here somehow! Go and get help paimon!! Call our team together!", aether yelled back while leaning against the door. "Paimon understands!! Just hold on!! Paimon will be back with much help!!", your friend yelled as her voice than disappeared.

"Looks like we're stuck here for a while..", the traveler sighed while walking back towards you. Walking around, taking a look on the ground. Observing everything carefully. "What are you doing?", aethers voice asked standing infront of you again. You were to busy concetrating on the floor that you didn't even looked up at him. A hand grabbed your chin and moved it upwards so that your eyes met golden, confused ones, "Hey? Y/N what's wrong?", the blonde boy asked. 'Gosh.. how is aether this intimidating sometimes and then this sweet other times??', your heart jumped at the eye-contact.

"I-I was just checking the floor if there are any hints of footprints or maybe a fake floor", you explained still looking into his beautiful eyes. "Oh- That is very smart! I'll help you!", with that aether let go of your chin and walked towards the other side of the room. Which idea, in the beginning sounded so clever, turned out to be a complete disaster in the end. Yet none of you both noticed the hidden, dark golden eyes glaring in your direction.

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"Have you found something?", you asked, after not hearing anything from aether. It had been quiet some minutes you were searching every inch of the room. Why didn't aether say something? Confused you turned around to look at your best friend. Your eyes scanning the whole room and the traveler was.. gone??

"Aether??", you called for him again. No responds. Silence. That's when the panic overcame you. Turning around and running towards the spot aether was just standing, you tried to search for a trap, a hole or anything looking suspicous on the floor. Yet you didn't see anything. Tears slowly started to fill your eyes. 'Hopefully paimon will be there again soon!', you thought while sitting on the ground. There was nothing you could do. This room didn't have any way out and you slowly lost hope. Not that you were the much optimistic type to begin with. You never were. But for some reason this room took away all your energy, motivation and stamina. The air felt so heavy. It was so difficult to breath. And everything seemed so dark, almost black. This whole situation made your head hurt. Wait.. Quickly standing up, looking around and it clicked. The whole room is covered in purple dust. No way. That wasn't there before.. 'Is someone trying to knock me out?? Is that what happened to aether?? But how didn't I realise it earlier??', millions of question's went through your head. Leaning against the nearest wall, holding your breath as long as possible. Your head started to pound with pain and your vision slowly blurred. Still you tried to stay focused. Slowly breathing in & out, making sure to keep your eyes open. It was hard to make out but you were sure you heard a familiar voice speaking,

"You're really stubborn huh? Ahh, my precious princess~ I didn't expect anything less from you! After all, you are THE ONE that I choose to rule with me. Soon you'll be mine~".

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"Y/N?? Can you hear me?? Y/N!! Please say something!!", someone screamed, the voice sounded familiar but somehow much more broken. At beginning it felt like you were far away but the voice got louder with each second. A sob. Then another sob. You felt something wet on your cheek.

Ahh.. now you remember! Aether! The small sobs, the sad whines, the way he breathed that all reminded you on aether. He often cried because of his missing sister. Never infront of you, but in the middle of the night you would wake up just to hear a crying aether. You would walk over to his room and cuddle him back to sleep. He always apologized in the morning for you not geting enough sleep. To be honest you could care less about your sleep! The happiness of the blonde boy meant much more to you. Slowly lifting an hand, eyes still closed, still feeling tired, "Don't cry aether! We will find your sister!", you whispered while caressing weakly his cheek. His cheek were more than a bit wet. How long did he cry already? You tried to open your eyes, blinking at the sudden brightness.

Acting? Yes, he should be acting. But no, no! This wasn't acting! Aether was truly worried about you. The tears running down his face were real. The sudden sadness he felt was also real. Did he drug you to hard? Was it to much for you to handle? He can't lose you! Not yet! Not ever! Aether had waited for 2 hours, yet you still were asleep. Not moving but still breathing. Slowly he started to worry, 'What if he went to far?? What if he killed his most beloved??'. The blonde prince wouldn't be able to live with himself. After all you were the reason he did all of this. The prince of the abyss saw something so special and outstanding in you, that he would sacrifice the entire teyvat for you. So usually confindent of himself sitting on his throne, now he kneed on the ground next to his knocked out love of his live. The moment your hand moved his breath stopped. Then for the very first time, he heard your angelic voice speaking. Well it wasn't his first time, but the first time you adressed him personally. Actually he liked this a lot more then the many times he heard you moaning his name while you pumped your cute fingers into you. Quickly shaking his head, now was not the time to think about such lewd, sinfull memorys!

"Y/N-? Are you okay?? Are you hurt??", aether asked, calming down a bit. You finally managed to look at him. Holding on to his hand and sitting slowly up. "Yes- I'm okay. I think? Just a bit dizzy.", you said, smiling at him. Aether smiled back, "I'm glad! You got me really worried there!". Looking away from aether you realised the place you were in. The room was different. So someone really knocked you out! The room you were in was darker, filled with purple light. No doors were to be seen. Just a long  wide, open corridor going over into another room. Infront of you were a few stairs. On top of them stood a throne, with a crown on it. Very intimidating but interesting! Looking back to aether who was just starring at you, not saying anything. Weird.. usually aether would talk some more to easy up the mood.

"Where are we?? Did you also breath in that weird purple stuff?", you slowly stood up. Deciding to look around some more you took a step forward, torwards the throne. Maybe you'll find some clues to get out of here?

"I wish I could tell you that Y/N.. I think, I did?!As I woke up, I found myself here.. like you!", the boy looked at you from behind, saying these words with the most innocence in his voice. Yet he had a huge smirk on his face as you walked towards the throne. His throne. It would be lovely to see you sit on it with that fuckable ass of yours. Maybe you could ride him on it one day-

'Enough!! Be patiened! Now is not the right time!', the blonde prince bit his lip and reminded himself on his goal.

Aether loved when everything went like planned. And so far it did. A few more steps and you were right infront of the scary looking throne. Right there where he wanted you. Gosh he could just stare at your behind forever, you looked perfect. The need of grabbing you, bending you over, just feeling your insides around him got bigger. The abyss prince got hard over your hips swaying side to side. He wants to fuck you so bad. And he will.. later..

One step. Two steps. You were right infront of the throne. For some reason you couldn't take your eyes of the black crown infront of you. The feeling of having it seen somewhere before, the need to pick it up and put it on your head. What is this feeling?? With all your self control you managed to turn away. It wasn't your throne, not your crown so you shouldn't touch it! Instead you walked back down to aether. Looking at him you thought he behaved rather weird, because you both breathed in that purple stuff. The boy didn't move an inch. He just looked at you with the most innocent puppy eyes you had ever seen.

"We should look around! We have to find a way out! We don't know who did this to us but they clearly want us alive. Soo I guess they won't hurt us?", you said, trying to calm aether down. He must be scared, that was why he isn't moving. You thought he probably had flashbacks to his missing sister. "Aether, don't worry~ Everything is going to be fine. We will get out of here safe and sound!", smiling at him as you stood infront of him.

That was what you hoped at least. To be honest you were shit-scared! Who did this? And what do they want from you both?? The fatui, the abyss? According to your surroundings, you would say the abyss. Some strange feeling about this room, about the crown, the thrown told you. 'Wait! If this is the 'abyss-doing'.. Now way!!!', you thought to yourself, 'Are we even still in teyvat??'. This place looked like nothing you had seen before! The walls looked way more like some of the ruins you had found in all three of the nations you had travelled through!  'No way! Maybe I'm just shocked! Yes.. I'm just making up things', you tried to calm yourself down. After all this was still a very scary situation!The best you could was trying to make sure not to lose hope!

Feeling a hand on your cheek, you looked up starring into aethers eyes. His beautiful golden eyes. But.. something felt off. Something was missing. Was this really your aether? Now looking at him closer, your eyes wandering down his body you realised also a huge difference. Did he grow taller? No.. it's just that he has more muscles right?? For some reason the boy infront of you seemed stronger, more mature. You didn't know how to explain it but.. Aether had changed! 'Okay, now I'm just going crazy! Did this purple stuff mess with my mind that much??', you bit your lip. How could you ever not trust aether! He would never hurt you! He always helped you and saved you! Now look at you, questioning his appearance..

"You're right y/n! We will be safe! Let's go and take a look into the other room over there, maybe we can find a way out", the blonde boy spoke while taking your hand, "Let's go~", with that aether started walking into the small corridor. Caught of guard, blushing at the gesture you followed him. On the walls of the small corridor, a few pictures were placed on the walls. They all seemed familiar. Yet you don't know them. Still pretty confused and tired you decided to concetrate on the room before you. Walking in, it wasn't anything special. A bed, a closet, carpet, chairs and a couch, a table, some candles but no door or window. Really strange. The whole room was also, besides the candles, colored into a purple light. As you looked closer, you saw on the bed were even rose pattles. 'Oh no- we surely ran into some perverts-', you thought, blushing. Making sure to look everywhere but aether's eyes. This was hella embarrassing. Shit.. why do you had such lewd ideas now?? You couldn't help but to imagine how it would be to be deflowered by aether on the bed infront of you. How it would be to make out on the couch. How it would feel like having aether's shaft inside you. How big is he? How would his muscles feel? Would he cum-

"Y/N??", the voice next to you made you snap out of your thoughts. "YES??", you yelled, voice breaking slightly. Embarrassed you coughed, looking up to aether. Wait.. up?? Just yet you realised you were laying on the bed with aether sitting next to you. He looked scared. "W-What happened? Didn't we just stand at the door?", you asked confused, wanting to sit up. "Don't!!", a growling voice said, while aether's hands pushed you down on the bed again. Kneeling half way over your body, both of his hands on your shoulders while starring into your eyes. "I-I mean don't get up. You just fell over! I carried you to the bed.. My guess is that you still weak from the purple stuff you breathed in earlier..", the blonde said,  his grip disappearing.

' What was that??', you were sure you both just stood at the door. How did you not realise you fell over?? This gave you chills. Yet the whole situation made your heart jump. He never was this close to you. Also you never heard him growl like that. The sound of his voice effected you more than ever. You totally forgot about what just happened. Not questioning it anymore. "A-Ah- okay..", you just nodded, laying back down again, looking at aether. He seemed completly alright, somehow? Like he wasn't even a little bit affected by the purple stuff. Well but then again.. the traveller was always stronger than others. Nothing very special there..

"Are you feeling alright? You worried me.. just falling over like that! Or.. could it be..", aether's voice spoke up, bringing your attention back to him, "that my presence actually got your knees weak? Tell me my dear y/n, did you perhaps fall for me?", he whispered in your ear, slightly leaning over you , a smug smirk covered his face, teasing you like always. But his stare.. said otherwise. It was like fire. Like he knew your deepest, darkest secrets. 'He can't, can he?? Of course not!! I mean how would he??' Aether is way to oblivious to such things. He couldn't know your true feelings for him. "As if!! Don't get cocky just because you're on top of me!!", you giggeled, gently grabbing his arms and pulling him down to you. Laughing at his suprised gasp, you didn't even realise the sinfull position you both were in. Aether was now kneeling completly over you, one of his legs between yours, your arms trapped under his chest. Also you didn't realise aether's big, devilish smirk on his face.

Having all of this planned out. Having waited for you for years. Waiting for the moment to make you his princess. Waiting for the moment this cursed, lost, very dark world of his, would finally see the bright shining sun again! You would make this place shine again. You would bring khaenri'ah back to the top. Because you were his god! It was your destiny! And the prince had you exactly where he wanted you to be. In his bed, under him, clearly in love with him.

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(Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Part 2 will follow soon~ )

[zhonglisbeloved]

SPILT MILK. ABYSS AETHER X READER.

credits to my dearest friend for this idea that she came up with after I told her I was cleaning spilt milk <3

@komelrebi-san I'm convinced I'll be a better housewife than whatever the fuck it is I should be

Warnings: NSFW, degrading, licking milk from the floor, licking cum from the floor, a bit of dacryphilia, orgasm denial (once), begging to be bred (ion know)

Abyss!Aether who saw that you, his pretty little right hand spilt milk in the kitchen. What a mess? He gets hard as he watches you bend over to clean it, your short skirt completely exposing your ass, you're just asking for it. Good thing you two have already established he can fuck you whenever he wants.

Abyss!Aether who is behind you in a second, flipping over your skirt for proper exposure, no panties? whore he scoffs and slaps your ass, pushing his hard on against it just seconds later.

Abyss!Aether who asks you to clean it up properly, clean up the milk okay? I'll take what I need♡ he speaks in a sweet tone, faux gentleness before shoving his cock deep in your hole. when did he take off his pants? your hands shake as you struggle to keep up with his thrusts while wiping the floor.

Abyss!Aether who tuts and throws more insults when you lose your balance and almost fall, can't even clean without my help? if you're so eager to have your face planted in the floor then might as well lick up that milk he groans, and he makes sure you're now licking the milk up.

Abyss!Aether who fucks you at a fast pace, stroking his cock nice and deep against the gummy walls of your sopping cunt. what was that? you're close? too bad. you haven't earned it yet you slut♡ he pulls out just as you're about tip over the edge, what a meanie :( Abyss!Aether who makes you lick up the remaining milk before shoving his cock back in your cunt to fuck you. pleasepleaseplease♡♡♡ breed me!! I'll be good I- ♡nghh please- mmhng breed me♡♡!! you beg and whine only to be ignored. Abyss!Aether who lets you cum first, how generous, while your spasming around his dick and whimpering, he gets closer. you haven't earned my cum yet, but I'll be nice and let you lick it up from the floor he grins as he pulls out and cums on the floor near your mouth.

Abyss!Aether who derives pleasure from watching you sob out thank yous while lapping at his cum with an eager tongue. your pretty tear stained face makes him want to fuck you all over again, you'll let him do that right? maybe he'll breed you too if you're good enough <3

[oni-gory]

The Abyss Prince’s Toy

ᡣ𐭩 characters: Abyss! Aether x afab reader

ᡣ𐭩 cw: minor writing smut, exhibitionism, cockwarming, breeding, noncon, dom Aether, degradation, dead dove do not eat

ᡣ𐭩 notes: The things I would let this man do to me… (,,>﹏<,,)

Aether had claimed you as his toy, his plaything a while ago. He had basically kidnapped you one day and ever since then, you were at his mercy. Aether could do anything he wanted to you, and you couldn’t do anything about it. Well… You definitely tried.

Today you had planned yet another escape, waiting until all of the abyss members were sleeping so you could silently sneak out of the “room” they forced you into. There was a key to the room that you stole from an Abyss Herald, using it to unlock the door. Then you silently walked through the halls, trying to be as quiet as possible. You were almost there, almost by a doorway when suddenly… Someone grabbed you by the back of your shirt, tugging you backwards.

Your heart sank as you stood there, frozen, too afraid to look back and see who caught you. "It seems like my toy is out of their box. Tsk, tsk, tsk.." Aether said, gripping your shirt roughly. "L-Let me go!" You exclaimed, trying to pull away from him but those efforts failed miserably. He smirked before dragging you through the halls, your shirt pulling against your neck and making it hard to breathe. You coughed and flailed around in an attempt to grab anything you could. "Stop struggling. You’ll only make the punishment worse." He said sternly. Aether eventually dragged you into his personal bedroom, which was extremely lavish.

He threw you onto his bed, watching as you tried to crawl off frantically. "No… This is what happens to bad toys who don’t obey." Aether grabbed your legs and made you stay put with one hand while he used his other hand to remove your pants. Your eyes filled with fear when he did this, trying to get away more desperately than before. But you couldn’t. His grip was stupidly strong. You knew that you couldn’t escape, and he knew as well.

"No, please! I’ll— I’ll listen, I swear!” You begged, but your words fell upon deaf ears as Aether pushed your panties to the side to get a better view of your cunt. Despite your distain of him, you were already wet. "Hm. For someone so reluctant, you seem quite… ready for me." He stated with a grin before pushing his slim fingers inside of you. Your legs closed as you whimpered and twitched, your breathing choking up. "Nuo.. stap i-iTt-!" You whimpered with a messy moan, making Aether feel aroused already.

He pushed your legs apart to continue his assault on your pussy, fingerfucking you faster by the second. You convulsed and moaned louder, loud enough to wake up all of the abyss members. But every time you’d almost reach your orgasm, Aether would stop, stare at you for a few seconds, then he’d start again rougher than before. Even though you hated Aether more than anything, you found yourself begging him for more. "N-nooo… l-let me c-cUh~…cum.!" Those words made the Abyss prince as hard as a rock. Watching you slowly break and become desperate for him was so satisfying.

Aether pulled his fingers out of you slowly, making you feel empty and even more desperate than before. You looked up at him with teary eyes, rubbing your legs together in an attempt to get some, any friction. "Noo.. This is a punishment, you fucking slut." He said, pushing your legs apart once again. Aether pulled you closer to the edge of the bed as he removed his pants. He gripped his hard cock while looking down at you. You tried to crawl back, slightly scared to have something so big inside of you. But your efforts failed, Aether grabbed your waist to keep you in place.

Aether lined his cock up with your pussy before slamming it inside of you, making you gasp and arch your back for a moment. You let out a few chocked out sobs, trying to make him stop so you could catch your breath. But Aether just grabbed your legs, placing them on his shoulders so he could pound into you deeper. When he started fucking you so roughly, you couldn’t stop yourself from sobbing and moaning as if you were dying. Your eyes rolled back into your head and your back arched. "T-tuoo.. too ha—hard~!! StaaPp~!" You exclaimed, your cunt tightening on his dick while he continued fucking your brains out.

"This is what happens when you try to leave… I’ll fuck you harder" he pounded into you. "and harder" he pounded his cock in your pussy once again. "every time." He stated. You ended up cumming, your back arched and your breathing heavy. Once you came, Aether started going harder than before. You gasped and your eyes filled with tears, gripping the bedsheets. Aether didn’t stop fucking you until you came three more times, and once you came for the third time, the Abyss Prince filled you with his cum. You felt your pussy get coated with his seed, making you whimper. Then Aether pulled out, letting your legs drop off his shoulder. His cum slowly seeped out of your cunt, and you sat there breathless. Aether didn’t even give you any aftercare, well he never did.

[1-800-c3dr1c]

ABYSS!AETHER SMUT DRABBLE. gender-neutral reader. <3

begging, unprotected sex, mentions of scratching and leaving marks, overstimulation, pet names (love, darling) !!

this is ALSO related to my first ever smut drabble, and i.. am once again feeding the same friend : grin :

requests are: open! please look at pinned post for characters i will write for. <3 let me know if you’d like to be in my tag list for whenever i post anything related to aether under this post as well, or in my inbox!

“aw, love.. you can’t go another around?” the blonde-haired, former traveler stared down at you, a glint that hinted lots of mischievous things in his eyes. “i’m sure you can. for me?” the abyss prince hummed, leaning toward you as his hips snapped against yours, sending jolts throughout your body.

“a- aether, too much..” you whimper out, clutching onto his bare back and digging your nails into it, sure to leave marks later on. he didn’t care, and neither did you. in fact, he adored when you left such marks.

“darling.. it isn’t too much, i promise. i wouldn’t hurt you, hm? you know that.. trust me. one more?” he smiled at you, changing your mind almost completely from your former thoughts to new ones.

“ah, y- yes.. please! i want you so badly!” you cry out, clutching onto him tighter. he chuckled at you, knowing that he was lying to you.. this was not going to be the last round. there would certainly be more than just one more in your near future.

[uplatterme]

Two for the price of one.

—sub!aether/dom!reader, amab!reader, traveler!aether/reader, abyssprince!aether/reader | blowjobs, praise, overstim, cockwarming, rimming, fingering, 3P, vouyerism

—do not ask me anything about this omg

It was chaos when you returned from your mission.

The abyss members were all shriveling, scared that hell would be upon them once the prince snapped. It only stopped when you, his right-hand, scolded them for acting so childishly.

“What exactly is the problem here?” You questioned. You were already tired since you just came back and this is what you have to deal with?

You sighed, walking to where Aether usually would be at this time of day.

When you first see him after all those weeks of being apart, you couldn’t help the smile on your face.

“Your highness, I’ve returned.” 

When your voice reached him, he visibly flinched.

Flinched? Why would the prince flinch from your presence? Did you do something that he disliked?

“Welcome back, how did your mission go?”

Hm. Were you imagining it?

“Everything went just as you planned. The area was littered with Fatui but It’s nothing I couldn’t handle.” You informed.

“Did you get hurt?”

Alright, this was really strange. You’re starting to think that how the other members reacted wasn’t an overreaction.

It’s not that Aether didn’t care for you. He always did. However, it’s been years ever since he’s asked that question. You and him trusted each other enough to the point that such questions weren’t needed even if it came to the most dangerous tasks.

“I’m fine.”

“Good.” He said with the same stern voice.

Perhaps, it was you being delusional again.

At first, the nicer change in attitude was a welcomed one. After all, you liked whenever Aether showed this side of him. A remnant of who he previously was, or still is. It’s just been mostly overshadowed by the…threatening glares that the members of the abyss would cower to.

The prince smiled at you as he called for your name. Your heart felt like it was struck by multiple cupid arrows. You were ready to ascend to heaven now. It was rare to see him smile like he did back then.

“Your highness,” You greeted back, bowing and kneeling in front of him.

An act that brought out an uncomfortable look on his face.

“Is there something wrong?” You asked.

“Nothing!” He quickly said, turning away his head.

“Did I…make a mistake when it came to my previous assignment?”

“No, no. It’s nothing like that…” Aether responded, unsure of how to explain everything.

“So, what is it?”

He didn’t answer. He looked panicked. When was the last time the prince visibly showed his feelings rather than hiding them?

You got up from your knees and went closer to Aether, leaning down on him as he sat on his throne.

He didn’t push away, nor did he act first.

You used this as an opportunity and closed the gap between your lips. You could see Aether’s surprise as that happened. 

You and Aether’s relationship was quite hard to describe. Back then, he wouldn’t have hesitated to call you his partner.

Now, you were only his most trusted. 

Just a right-hand. Even if you two spent nights together on his bed, even if you two sneaked in kisses between meetings, even if you said “I love you” to him while he never responded.

It wasn’t enough.

You’d been so focused on thinking that you forgot the person below you who was currently starting to struggle to breathe as your lips pressed deeper onto him.

His face was just like him. Even his tongue tasted the same way.

Your hand found its place on his cheek as you caressed it. So soft.

Who was he? Where did your prince go while you were gone?

When Aether willingly got on his knees to serve you, there was no doubt in your mind that this wasn’t the man you’d been with for years.

His small mouth took you in as much as he could, licking the tip as he looked at you obediently. You played with the strands on his head, mesmerized by that look on his face.

And perhaps it was rude, but definitely not unwelcomed, when you shoved further inside his throat without any warning. Tears slipped out of his ducts with a pained cry.

He looked so drunk, not even any hesitation when you’d done that. Almost as if he trusted you that you wouldn’t hurt him or do anything that he would have disliked.

“What a good boy,” You praised. “My prince would never do such a thing, you know?”

He looked up at you, probably thinking about how his whole cover was blown away.

“Well, he did. It’s just different nowadays.”

You grabbed the hair on his head and basically used his head as if it was an object, going at your own pace as your cock slid inside of him.

He didn’t argue with you. This person let you do all of this with a loving look on his face.

“You’d probably swallow if I cum inside your throat, huh?” 

He nodded without hesitation. You didn’t get it at all.

“Take it then, you whore.”

As your cum battered his throat, he swallowed it all just like he said he would. The whole situation was strange. You were fucking some stranger and he was overly submissive without even needing to do any kind of work.

You pulled his head away. You needed answers, now.

“Where’s the prince? What did you do to him?” 

He smiled, too aroused with the way you treated him. His cock was visibly throbbing through his pants as he replied to you with a hoarse voice, his throat hurting from you.

“A-Away…He said he needed a break.”

“A break…and who are you exactly?” 

He blushed and turned his head away.

“Aether.”

When he explained everything, you nearly stabbed him with your sword.

An outlander who’s an alternate version of your prince, who is apparently resting inside of a teapot. You thought he was mocking your intelligence at first for making such an excuse.

But when he showed you a floating teapot which transported you inside of another dimension, you were stunned, to say the least.

“It took you a while.” Your Aether greets you, setting down a book that you were not familiar with.

“I didn’t want to doubt you.”

“You trust me too much.” He said as he looked at you, seeing the troubled expression you had. “I missed you too.”

You clenched your fists. “You left without a word. I almost killed that clone once he admitted to your disappearance. You never even waited until I got back. It’s like you didn’t care.”

“He’s not a clone, and I did care. I do. I even asked him to ask if you were hurt in any sort of way. I would have come back if you even had a slight cut on your finger.”

Your heart ached. Why was he being honest now? Why just now and not all those other times when you needed him to be?

“I hate you.”

Those words seem to hurt him even if he knew how untrue it was.

“I love you too.”

“You can’t say that after all those years of ignoring me when I said it!” It hurts you to yell at him. You never liked arguing with him in any sort of way. Still, it had to happen at some point. Maybe, that time was now.

“I didn’t deserve to have it said to me. After all that I’ve done, you stayed with me. Even Dainsleif left once he knew of the stupidity of my plans.”

“I’d follow you until the end of time. I promised you that, didn’t I?” You reminded him. Nothing would separate you two..

“It’s a stupid promise.” He said.

“And yet, I’ll still fulfill it.” You replied, wrapping your arms around his waist.

The Abyss Prince sighed and kissed you, you wanted to cry but you held it back. Finally, after all this time. He was back.

“So, who is that person back there? He better not be a triplet.” You questioned.

Aether laughed at your words. “No, no. He…got here accidentally. I’m still trying to put him back in his original timeline. Of course, I’d have to erase his memories of this. But, talking to him really made me look back on things that are important to me.”

“And that is?” You teased.

“You know the answer already so stop trying to force it out of me.” He said with a slight chuckle.

“By the way, is there a reason he seems so sheepish?” Aether asked.

“I—Well, we may have done something. Please don’t be mad.” You admitted.

Once you told the entirety of what happened, disappointment rose from his face. 

“You did what?”

“I-I was mad! I needed a release and well, he looked and acted so much like you used to!” You told him.

“And? Was he better?” 

“That’s not the fact that you should be worried about!” You shouted again.

“So, he is better, huh? I get it, he’s younger.,.” He grinned, acting hurt about the whole situation.

“No! Stop putting words in my mouth! Besides, it’s been a while since you’ve ever…you know…” You countered. It was nice talking to him so honestly like this.

“Would you let me then?”

You’d never thought you’d be faced with your prince looking so hungry for your cock as another version of himself stood by the corner watching every move.

It’s not fair to compare the two at all. Especially since one is more experienced and knows every kind of thing you like.

“I missed this. Do you think everyone knows how much of a whorish mouth you have?” You questioned while Aether licked the side of your cock, wanting to put it inside of his mouth already.

“I bet everyone else wants to fuck this mouth instead whenever you scold them, huh?” You teased, his cheeks flaring up from your words.

“I only want you.” He said as his ass slightly shook due to impatience.

You smiled. “Good boy. Go on then, take your reward for being so patient.”

The outlander blushed as he stared at the prince taking you in one go. 

He knew exactly how to please you, looking up to you so needily as he took in your entire size. It’s been a while since you’ve done this and yet he still remembers your shape as if you’ve stuck your cock inside his throat for so long that it accommodated your shape.

“You’re doing so well, my prince.”

He visibly choked at your words of praise, he’s a sucker for that. He just needed to be told good things after all the times he’s suffered. And that, you would provide.

“My handsome and talented prince loves sucking my cock, huh? You want to drink my cum, dear?”

Aether nodded as he bobbed his head up and down, enjoying every single moment of it. He rolled his eyes back when he felt your shoe on his cock, stepping on it freely. His previous calm actions were now turning into more anxious ones.

His thighs shook against one another as you continued stepping on him, he’s getting distracted by your movements that he’s forgetting to breathe while your cock is inside of his throat. 

“Calm down. You want to please me, don’t you?”

He nodded again. “Then, relax. Let it all happen. I’m your right-hand, aren’t I? I’ll take good care of you, my prince.”

Aether whimpered, his moans vibrating against you.

Once you finally reached your peak, you didn’t hesitate to press even harder on Aether’s cock that his thighs quivered as he came. You spilled inside of him and he drank it without any complaint, slightly choking as he was too busy and was still on that high from cumming.

He removed his head with a satisfied breath. It was hard not to as it was obvious the two of you missed this for so long.

“Did I do good?”

“Of course. You always do.”

A cough interrupted the two’s longing look into each other’s eyes.

“Right.” Your Aether said as he urged the other to come towards you two.

“What are you…?” You uttered as he followed the prince’s order and walked until he reached the two of you.

“Please. Let me move…” Aether breathed out as your cock was lodged inside of him, it’s been minutes but you still haven’t given him permission.

“Stay still. You’re the one who wanted to include him.” You said as you returned to your tongue on the traveler’s rim.

“C-Can I touch it?” He said, his cheeks warm from the unusual sensation.

“No. What is it with you two being impatient?” You pointed out before taking your fingers and plunging them inside of him.

The traveler easily moaned as it spread through his walls.

Your prince watched in jealousy as the other got pleasured while all he could do was sit there aching for some kind of movement. He so badly wanted to move, but to go against your orders…He’d rather wait than be forced not to cum.

“Isn’t there a version of me in your world? What a shame, look at what you’re missing out.” Your fingers continued to press inside that nub of his, Aether struggling to sit on your chest as he’s forced to take every single thrust of your fingers.

“I-I don’t know…” He responded with a shaky voice, too distracted to even think straight.

“Hm? Well, better find them then.” You said as you give his shaft a lick that sent him trembling.

“Hnngghh…Please!”

“So weak, are you that close already?” Aether nodded as he sobbed, wiping away his tears.

The poor traveler could barely speak anymore, he wanted to cum so badly and here you were bullying him. How mean.

The prince watched intently, he was also waiting for that moment. Once he’s orgasmed, he can finally move. He’s so excited that he didn’t realize he was shifting on your legs, not that you minded much.

“H-Haah~ C-Cumming! I-I can’t!” Aether limped and would have fallen down if it weren’t for you holding him. He came a lot, and his cum tasted just like your Aether’s. It was fascinating getting to fuck two Aethers at once.

“Look at me, hey…” Your prince pleaded for attention as his ass bounced up and down on your cock, sliding in from how stretched he was already from sitting on it for too long.

You gently laid down the traveler next to you, seemingly too tired that he let you move his body however you wanted.

“I’m looking, my prince. Show me how good you are, your highness.”

Aether’s whimpers grew louder and louder as he held onto the bed, continuing to ride you even as tears seeped through his eyes.

“F-Fuck—love love your cock soo much-!” He exclaimed, precum already leaking out of him.

Aether’s insides felt so good. His legs felt so weak already but he wouldn’t let that stop him. He wanted more, more of that pleasure.

It’s so rewarding seeing him act so dumb, incoherent noises coming out of his throat as he struggled to plunge your cock inside of him, his legs shaking so much as it hit deep, so deep inside of his.

“Y-You’re breaking me…Hnn!” He mewled, your cock visibly showing through that tiny waist of his.

“Is that so? But you’re the one bouncing up and down, aren’t you?”

“Yess…I want to be broken by your cock—Mmmf…so good!”

Aether continued in that trance, mindlessly moving his hips until he finally finished, collapsing onto your body as he breathed deeply, his heart about to jump out of his chest.

“You alright?” You asked with a grin on your face.

“Y-Yeah…”

You smiled as you changed positions, getting up and holding his legs up your shoulder.

“You can take more then.” You said, filling him up with one deep thrust.

“N-No! Wait! I-I—I’ll break!”

Aether’s eyes rolled back as you continued to savagely pounded inside him, his fingers grasping through the sheets of the bed, unable to resist as his insides gripped your cock unintentionally, making it even harder to keep his screams from leaking out.

[lexsssu]

Breeding (Aether)

TAGS: Abyss!Aether/F!reader, breeding, smut, drabble Ao3 ver.

“You’re going to look even more beautiful once my seed takes, darling. I know you can also barely wait to finally start our family together, but don’t worry...neither of us are leaving this room until you’re so thoroughly filled that there’s no possible way you aren’t pregnant.”

Family has always been important to Aether, especially as he was the older brother and only family to his younger twin sister for countless years. Even after being separated from Lumine in Teyvat, family will always be his number one priority even if his ways may seem unconventional and perhaps a little insidious now that he was the Abyssal Prince.

While his little sister was still off on her own journey through this world, it is only natural that he take the necessary steps to increasing his family, especially now that he’d found the one whom his darkened heart yearned for.

Lumine would be so happy once she’d finished her journey and learned that she was now an aunt to several nephews and nieces.

“I’d read that this is the ideal position to ensure that all my seed goes straight to your womb,” he mentions as he presses your legs towards your upper half, his cock twitching as the position reveals your quivering and soaking cunt to his hungry eyes.

“Such a good little pussy...making so much slick so my cock could easily slide in…” 

Aether cups your cheek with one hand, tilting your chin upwards to capture your lips in a sensual dance of tongues. A thin string of saliva connected your mouths once he pulled away, leaving you whining as you gaze up at him with pleading eyes that the blonde knew he could never say no to.

“Whatever did I do to deserve you…” 

Before you could answer his obviously rhetorical question with sincere admissions, the Abyss Prince slams the entirety of his cock in one fluid stroke, sheathing himself into your moist and velvety depths that had him sighing in content as your gummy walls tightened over his aching length.

“Hush now, my darling. Save your voice for when I make you scream~ ”

[aeferfckr]

sigh,,, body worship with abyss!aether,,, that’s it thats the post

cw. body worship. fluffy fluffy smut. fem/afab!reader (im actually the one in the drabble). fem nicknames (sweet girl, angel, etc) cunnulingus. the slighest hint of asshole!aether. literally 666 words happy halloween.

he would be so soft, so gentle. his ungloved hands tracing the delicate curve of your abdomen, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. his lips quickly following suite.

he lifts his head to kiss your forehead, then slowly makes his way down. your eyelids, the tip of your nose, your lips (which he slightly lingers on), your cheeks, chin, neck, collarbone, nothing goes untouched by him

he only stops to focus on your rising and falling chest, taking a moment to stare at them. eventually he leans down to lick and suck on your left nipple as it shyly comes out of its home. as one hand plays and massage the other breast, the other draws shapes around your waist.

his mouth and his arm switches as he uses his teeth to softly twist the buds, your melted, practically liquid form from before stiffens up as his teeth made contact. soft sighs turn into whiney moans as you squirm in his grasp.

“no no no, sweet girl, relax.” he coos "it's all about you tonight.."

way easier said than done when every touch sends electricity straight down your spine. he resumes his prevoius administrations as his hands roam down to your vulva. he cups it as your mouth falls open.

“do you like it when i touch you here, angel?” he lifts his head from your boobs to say, his index prodding and lightly tapping at your clit.

“yhh,, yes.. please touch me there.”

he chuckles “there’s no need to beg sweet girl, i don’t have a single reason to not give you what you need”

his pace is slow, painstakingly slow. he slowly lifts your legs to reveal your glistening cunt, he slowly rubs his thumbs over your inner thighs, he slowly licks his lips and coats his fingers with your slick, slowly bringing it to your bud to slowly start massaging it. he’s driving you up a fucking wall.

you were about to tell him to speed up then he inserts one finger into you. the small stretch and the friction of his battle kissed fingers made your jaw drop and a guttural moan escape your lips.

aether laughs as he twists his thumb to press on your clit

"you sound so cute, my love. never hide your sounds from me"

he stops his attack on your bundle of nerves and lowers himself onto you. removing his finger, he licks a flat stripe up your vagina. the wet muscle causes your toes to curl and your hands to fly to his head.

he circles his tongue around your clit, suckling on it. one finger became two as he steadily pumped himself into you, twisting and exploring to look for the specific spot that makes you scream. his other hand roamed your body to tweak your erect nipple.

you were on cloud nine. no, beyond that. stratosphere ten? ugh, forget it. at the end of the day you felt great. you were too drunk on pleasure, too hypnotized by aether's onslaught on your pussy. you didn't even realize (nor did you care about) the clear line a drool coming out the side of your mouth.

you release came like a crashing wave, your legs close over aether's head as your hands grab at his hair. your mouth hangs open and you scream as your back arches off the bed. aether doesn't stop though, going slower to help you ride out your orgasm.

you pant heavily as your vision clears. you blink away tears and the dizziness to be met with aether licking his fingers and wiping off his mouth.

"my love, my star, you did so well.." he leans over to kiss you once more.

"allow me to continue to pleasure you."

your mind wasn't fully recovered enough to process the last statement in time, because the next thing you know another bolt of pleasure courses through your veins.

you scream out his name out of pleasure and the slightest bit of annoyance.

aeferfckr.

[nc-vb]

𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐥'𝐬 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 pt. ii

That virgin albedo and reader smut was fucking perfect, it was fucking beautiful, it was realistically awkward, I fucking loved everything in it. Now I wanna know if they manage to create a baby? I've heard some couples say they had to do 'it' multiple just to be sure. Just imagine Albedo noticing and acknowledging the almost visible baby bump every time reader visits him (Idk if it's safe for her to visit dragonspine with her condition)

Etsu, my dear, you really got in my head with this ask. I know it was like, three months ago that I promised this part two! But!! It's finally here!!!

masterlist | taglist pt. i | pt. ii | pt.iii

warnings → 18+ (minors & blank blogs dni), no explicit scenes but there’s a lot of suggestion; use of medical & anatomical terminologies; description of vomiting & nausea, & a couple of near-death experiences through cause of embarrassment; not beta'ed (i'm 'eepy (_ _  ) . . z Z).

character mentions → jean, sucrose, kaeya, aether & paimon, bennett

wc → 9.8k

Lately, you’ve dreaded mornings. Today is no different.

It hadn’t been so long ago that the sun peaking through your curtains meant just another day of peace for you and the people of Mondstadt. Gone were the days of cowering beneath the belly of a corrupted dragon and within your homes to avoid being swept away by its fierce winds— it’d been so long where you were even able to enjoy having your lunches atop the Knight’s headquarters rather than in your office; you had been grateful.

Glaring over at your window, you find yourself wishing the sun would fizzle out of existence. You’d wished your curtains could be as black as the depths of the Abyss, and that the nest of chirping birds sat outside of your window would finally “fly the coop”.

Every little sensation seems to exist solely to set you off and create a mood you’d been stuck in until late in the evenings, and every little movement had only made the strange nausea you’d been experiencing even worse than normal. It’d been for the latter reason why you’d begun to keep a large pot at your bedside, as for whatever unfair reason, you’d been struck with a case of morning sickness so debilitating that after your first attempt of crawling to the toilet bowl before last night’s midnight snack could be expelled and was expelled, you’d learned your lesson.

Still half-tucked in the sheets of your bed, you shift in discomfort, a strange burning sensation ripples beneath your tongue. In your haste to sit up, you become tangled on your way to reaching for the pot, yanking it unceremoniously from your bedside table and into your awaiting lap— and, just in time.

Eyes squeezed shut, you start heaving over the rim, chin hanging inside the bowl of the pot, and with a trembling left hand, you keep your face clear of obstacles and—

Gross, gross, gross, gross… the colour, the smell, the sound it makes from all the water you’d consumed since before falling asleep— you vomit once more from the sensory overload. Heartburn would follow indubitably afterwards; a side effect to a side effect, and no amount of medicine would subdue it.

At the very least, there has always been the calm before the storm continued, a lull in which you could get out of bed and tend to yourself before the rest of the symptoms could appear. And so, you finally rise, having swung your shaky legs over the edge of your mattress and dragging the sloshing pot along with you to dispose of its contents. You hold your breath and squint, eyes open only wide enough for you to ensure your vomit spills safely into the toilet bowl.

“Gross,” you repeat, voice rasping.

It’s been almost two weeks of this… With a face cloth you’d used from last night, you run it beneath cool water and practically slap it against your face, unflinching from the amount of water dripping from it and onto yourself. Just how much longer can it possibly continue for?

Somehow, it didn’t even occur to you the reason why you’d gotten sick so suddenly. The sudden exhaustion, the sudden aching in your chest, the sudden morning nausea— because of it, you’d been late to work almost every day since. The acting Grand Master had been sympathetic; as things have been surprisingly quiet in regards to the records department, Jean encouraged you to take your time and to rest well before attempting to work.

“We may not say it enough, but we really do rely on you, and appreciate what you do for us, ______. Please, rest well.”

Of course, you knew that they did. Some of the knights certainly might not be as vocal as others, but the sheepish smiles of apology they wear when they hand you a new pile of field reports or copies of finance charts proved enough. Even when Grand Master Varka was still around, he’d throw “thank you’s” at you like candy, too the point where it got so sickeningly sweet that you had to beg him to stop.

But Jean’s reminder of all of this, when the knights are so overextended and too tired to muster even a fake smile, is also enough. That’s why you’ve been resting as much as possible, returning immediately home when the clock tolled for the seventeenth hour, doing minimal chores around your abode in an attempt to surplus your energy and resting in bed immediately after that, so you could return to them healthy.

But is this what death feels like? Has some strange illness crept into Mondstadt? Was that sweet honey chicken from Good Hunter you ate last night not cooked thoroughly enough? Or…

Your thoughts stutter when your eyes move from your mirror to out you door, and land on a wooden board hung up above your night stand. Memories, as many as you could nail to it, resided there. Receipts from your favourite lunch dates with your friends and coworkers; a ticket from a popular opera performance you attended, put on by the famous Yun Jin; and, photos taken with the new Kamera model, gifted to you on your last birthday. Vividly, you could remember the events of each day that the pictures took place in.

The one of you and the other department heads, captains, and Grand Masters, was one you struggled to take, in the sense of timing; everyone had been everywhere, yet you managed to find a split second for them to come together for this single memory. And so you’d set the timer, ten seconds for everyone to get into position, and in the last two seconds, poor Mika had just managed to sidle into frame next to you wearing a tired, photo-ready smile.

Another photo had been Kaeya’s attempt to take a front-facing picture of himself with you, asleep at your desk, your cheek resting on the ink stamp pad— a second image had also been taken, of you waking up and taking in the situation, followed by a third of you attempting to catch Kaeya as he ran away and back to his own office (lunch was purchased as an apology, and you had made a copy of the photos for him), all strung together in chronological order.

There are several miscellaneous photos about, too, such as of you and some of the cats at the Cat’s Tail Tavern and some scenery shots from all over Mondstadt. But the one that catches your attention and instantly has your tired, thoughtless brain piecing together your symptoms is the one you’d taken on a timer of you and Albedo out front the doors of his lab, you, with your arms crossed and smiling, and he with his arms down at his sides, unsmiling, but his expression kept a warmth to it as in the picture, he’d been looking at you.

Even the thought of being the object of his affection brought heat to your cheeks. Somehow, during your illness, you managed to forget what the reason behind yours’ and Albedo’s curiosity had been — is he capable of reproducing? — and by extension, the list of symptoms you knew you had to watch out for. Considering they began almost two weeks ago now, and all you’ve done thus far is let it cripple you for half of your mornings, rather than make a visit to an apothecary or report your symptoms to either Albedo or Sucrose (who’d been brought up to speed on what the experiment entailed, and, despite her explicit embarrassment, had been asked to be available for result submissions while he remains out of the city for the next three weeks).

Maybe she’d been why you hadn’t bothered reporting anything to her— in trying to save face and spare the both of you from an awkward conversation, you’d kept your less than mild symptoms a secret from even the Acting Grand Master to make sure it didn’t get around that you were a sickly mess. Yet somehow, you’d forgotten along the way that morning sickness, of all things, is a clear sign of pregnancy. How you managed to let yourself stay ignorant these past couple of weeks frustrates you; to spare yourself even further, you easily deign to blame it on the confusion brought forth from your constant nausea. It’s been almost seven weeks since then, ______, you tell yourself. Otherwise, you’ve finally reached a point of clarity, enough to remind you of your responsibilities and how you’ve neglected them.

Even your reflection looks peeved. Or maybe it’s the lingering nausea.

You spit your soured saliva into the sink, drawing your gaze away from the mirror discouraging reflection of you and toward focusing on brushing the taste of bile and yesterday’s dinner off your tongue. Upon reentering your room once you’d finished the rest of your morning hygiene routine, you dare to gander at the small clock resting atop your windowsill, and sigh.

“Ten after eleven,” you mutter, yanking your pyjamas down your trembling legs. “A new record of tardiness.” Nude, you cross to your armoire and pull together a simple, comfortable outfit. So far, half of your wardrobe had managed to offend you by being too rough on your skin— it made you feel claustrophobic, oversensitive, and you’d wanted nothing more than to see them burnt to ashes—

A rhythmic knock on the wood of your door startles you from your flame-fueled daydream. Carefully shoving your arms through the sleeves of your shirt so as not to over-exert yourself, you make your way down the steps from the second floor, holding onto the banister to stay balanced. You end up pulling the door open halfway through the same pattern of knocking, revealing a familiar tanned face.

“Well, good morning.”

You can’t help the frown that settles deeper into your face at the rehearsed smile Kaeya wears— rehearsed for your sake, because the last time he showed up here out of the blue to check on you, you looked to be near death, and he certainly didn’t bother to hide its obviousness.

“… I think I’d rather you be grimacing at me like before,” you admit, shaking your head and stepping aside to allow him in. “You know, potentially holding back your own vomit, perhaps? Somehow, I think I’d be less offended...”

A dry, hesitant laugh escapes him as he shuts the door behind him, and almost nervously, he glances around your foyer, eyes flitting past the wooden arches and into the small kitchen, toward the mess of used dishes and pots by your sink and the numerous wrapping articles stemming from your lack of energy toward cooking— in recent times, you’d been the Good Hunter’s most loyal customer.

“Still ill, I see,” he notes quietly awhile following you back up to the second floor. Though, in your small apartment, it’s easily heard. “It hasn’t gotten any better?”

“Nope,” you mumble. A strange smell suddenly punches the air ahead of you, one that you cautiously sniff at and almost immediately, you recognize it. Having sat down on your bed again, boots in hand, you pull them on and pull up on the zippers, one by one; “I don’t know how much more I can take resting like I’ve been. I’m tired of being tired.”

“Then why not visit a doctor?”

“Because I don’t need to visit one…” Because it’s not a doctor I need to see first, you think. “Honestly… I probably know what it is, but…”

“Oh? A stomach bug, perhaps?”

You’ve never had to summon so much willpower to not laugh before as you do now.

“Yes… m-most likely.” From his place, leaning against your front door, arms crossed, and only one visible eye lidded in scrutiny at you, of which you take notice of from the corner of your own eye, you can only assume the experience hardened Cavalry Captain knows you’re hiding something before it finally clicks. “Kaeya—”

“Yes?” You scowl at his instantaneous reply.

“I should’ve asked this sooner, but I’ve been seeing you quite often at my front door lately. Just why do you keep coming over?” This time, he doesn’t immediately answer.

“… to check up on a subordinate, of course,” he finally says.

“I’m not your subordinate.”

“A subordinate.”

“I don’t belong under your regiment, nor any regiment, for that matter— I run my own department.”

“We still work quite closely together, though, wouldn’t you say? And, we’re friends.”

“Then why wasn’t that your first answer, over “subordinate”?”

“I—” he stops himself from speaking any further, lips painting a thin line across the lower half of his face.

“The truth would probably be easier,” you point out. “It’s funny, though, because you’re usually so careful about these types of things…”

“Sorry?” You hold back an annoyed breath.

“You smell like broth.” At the confused look on his face, you quickly add, “Not food broth. It’s a chemical used in laboratories. Like, Sucrose’s, for example.” And you raise an eyebrow at him. “Kaeya.”

His sigh is long and drawn out, and rather absentmindedly, he begins playing with the feathers of his cape.

“Fine. You caught me.” You scoff at his sudden petulance. “I overheard a conversation between Sucrose and Albedo from a few weeks ago… about an experiment the two of you had been involved in together.”

“A-And what about it?” you inquire hotly— Just what did he overhear?!

“I was right to assume that you wouldn’t say a word if there’d been anything to report about it— not to Sucrose, at least. Albedo, however… Well, I’m sure I’m not the only one to have noticed, but the two of you have been thicker than a pair of thieves lately, even more so than usual. I don’t think I’ve seen him so reluctant to have to return to Dragonspine before.”

While you wish you could argue each and every one of his observations — damn that Kaeya and his stupidly keen eye! — even you had to admit that the chief alchemist had been acting increasingly out of character. From his task to Sucrose, to short handwritten letters delivered to you every other day meant to ask for any news, and even the small argument the two of you had gotten into over him remaining in Mondstadt to watch over you, instead— Kaeya insinuating your sudden closeness to him isn’t far off at all, which is exactly the opposite of what you’d hoped would happen.

“… obviously you visited Sucrose for a reason,” you say after a minute of silent deliberation, “and clearly it’d been for a long enough time that you now smell like a portable laboratory. How much did you overhear that day? Because for you to go to her out of curiosity, it must’ve been because you heard enough.”

Kaeya clears his throat lightly, and to your horror, his own brand of blush rises atop his sharp cheeks. “That… indeed, is the case.” Lips parted to speak, you struggle to even find the proper words to say, but only the most uncouth sputtering is conjured. Not knowing what your reaction will be, Kaeya steps forward, hands raised in defence of himself, “Don’t be embarrassed—”

“”Don’t be embarrassed”?!” you exclaim back at him— you instantly reel, your head spinning from having suddenly raised your voice. “… t… there’s nothing more embarrassing than this.”

“Just… stay calm, ______…” Kaeya shakes his head, an awkward chuckle tearing itself from its throat. “I… For once, I’m at a loss for words…”

“You say this like it’s a bad thing,” you mutter.

“I suppose it’s not… but… I’m simply… surprised. Can I ask why?”

“You just said you were at a loss for words!” you grumble. Pushing yourself off your bed, you snatch up your satchel from the end corner bedpost and your cloak from the standing coat rack, and move Kaeya and yourself in the direction of the downstairs exit.

“But why all of a sudden like that? Really, I could say it isn’t like you, but it’s truly not like Albedo at all—””We got curious,” you hiss, interrupting his speculation.

“Of what?”

“None of your business, that’s what.”

“Of what having sex feels like?” You nearly drop your house key, your hands trembling. “After all, you did once tell me that you were still a—”

“Sure, Kaeya, that’s exactly what the curiosity was all about! Not that I couldn’t have gone and experimented with anybody else or anything like that.” Hoping that by his silence, your answer has placated him, you take the time in the quiet to finally, successfully, lock your apartment. You’re quick to travel down the staircase, each step creaking loudly beneath you as you move, and stirring Kaeya from his thoughts.

“No, that wouldn’t make sense for the good alchemist to do,” he mumbles behind you, “so then it must have something to do with his research? Oh. You did just say “experiment”, didn’t you? Hm… an aphrodisiac, perhaps?”

“Archons alive…”

“Yes, yes— did he make you drink anything? Eat anything? A potion to improve one’s libido— now that would be a fascinating experiment.”

“That sounds like a terrible thing to make,” you shoot back, shaking your head at him. “You want a stronger libido?”

Kaeya chuckles at you, and you immediately realize you’ve spoken incorrectly.

“Are you implying that yours is strong enough? Or, his? How did he perform, anyhow? I can’t imagine he’s had much practice.”

“Oh, not quite so unlike yourself, right?” Kaeya chokes out a cough at your knowing glance. “”Mondstadt’s number one bachelor”— do they know you’ve yet to even enter a relationship? Talking about a stronger libido… Perhaps you should use the one you have now and go from there? Or, attempt courting someone first— Barbatos knows you already have a plethora of fans waiting for an opportunity to jump your bones—!”

Rather harshly, he’d reached next to him to clasp a hand over your mouth and behind your head, an attempted non-nervous laugh fleeing past gritted teeth and a fake smile— the fellow knight that passes the two of you by whilst on his morning patrol raises an eyebrow and shakes his head, secretly curious, but not enough so for him to desire receiving any similar strange behaviours from the Ordo Favonius’ Cavalry Captain as you, their records keeper, just had.

“Suppose it’s a bit too early for that kind of talk, hm?” Beneath a clammy palm, you can’t help but snicker at him. Hypocrite.

“Maybe,” and you drag his hand away. “I know you’re a busy man and all, Kaeya, but there’s no harm in pursuing a relationship, or even something more casual if that’s your fancy.”

The two of you manage to sigh in unison in time with beginning your ascent to headquarters, yours sounding more relaxed now that you’d managed to subdue Kaeya’s curiosity. But it’s not like you couldn’t understand it— if you were in his position, you’d likely be nosey about it, too.

“There’s just… no one available for my interest, is all,” Kaeya relents. “And besides, who has time for new relationships, with all the work to do in fixing up Mondstadt?”

“Hm, not even with that Traveler? It seemed like you two hit it off as friends fairly easily. I don’t see why—”

“-_____!”

In your attempt to begin matchmaking your friend, and your remaining sickly stupor that had you leaning into him, you don’t immediately register that it’d been your name to be called until it’s shouted once more. You flinch, head snapping up to the top step in front of headquarters where an… unfortunately familiar face stands.

“S-Sucrose,” you end up stammering, and your entire body jerks to a stop. “W-What are you—? I-I’m… surprised to see you outside the laboratory…”

Quickly, you hustle up the rest of the steps, and though it leaves you winded, you’re at least energized enough by the embarrassed heat that flooded you from Kaeya’s own knowing look as he followed the two of you down the cobbled street.

“I visited your office to find you, but one of the guards said you hadn’t arrived yet today. I got worried, a-and came to find you, but it seems Captain Kaeya found you first. But you look terrible, ______— I-I mean! I-I didn’t mean to say it like that, I—”

“No, no, you’re right; I do look terrible,” you murmur. “I… It’s something I’d actually like to speak to you about, Sucrose…”

“Oh? If it’s a cold, I do have a special recipe I once created, though it will take a few hours to brew, and I believe I am out of Slime Concentrate…”

“W-What a shame it is, then, that you’re out of Slime Concentrate…” You hold back the gag you’d almost released upon recalling the experiment you and Albedo performed after the experiment— What a texture… “But no, it’s not… a cold. It’s actually about what you and Albedo spoke of a couple of weeks ago.”

“A couple of weeks ago…” Sucrose pauses at the bottom of the stairs to headquarters, a hand on her chin, and while still lost in her memory recall, her skin tone begins to clash with her mint green hair. “Oh!! About… the experiment you and… Albedo… c-conducted, right?” You nod, albeit hesitantly. Kaeya hides his chuckling with another cough. “Then, we probably should head back inside to the laboratory… Though, I would’ve asked you to come with me there, anyway.”

“Hm? What for?”

“Well… because Albedo is here in Mondstadt today.”

You could have fainted. You should have fainted— it might’ve gotten you out of having to face not only Sucrose, but the man you both dreaded having to see, and desired to see almost painfully so.

The time the two of you spent in his mountainside laboratory had been lengthened by how severe the squall raging outside it had become. You’d thought yourself clever for having thought to pack so aggressively, being warned of Dragonspine’s unpredictability by one of your coworkers upon mentioning your intent to visit Albedo there. And so, half a day became half a week, the two of you surviving off of the squishy treats you’d brought along as a gift, hearty stew made from what ingredients Albedo had left near the entrance to his laboratory, and an assortment of dried fruits you’d prepared the week prior in preparation for your journey.

The events of what had transpired over the course of those three days and nights, varied. That non-freezing adventurer’s water you had theorized over, and that Albedo had concocted a solution and balanced a formula for, had been completed faster than you had expected. With his next planned experiment put on hold until visibility improved, he thought to fill his time with you.

“There isn’t a guarantee that doing this once is enough for the sperm and the egg to take,” he’d explained. “I once read that persistent copulation is sometimes necessary in receiving positive results… If you feel you’re well-rested enough, shall we go again?”

… and again, and again, and again…

So deeply lost in your own thoughts, your mind’s eyes replay those shared moments, recalling just how unexpectedly lascivious Albedo had grown since having his first taste of sexual intimacy with you— no, that’s incorrect. The sudden change in his expressions, from the usual cat-like curiousness you’d been accustomed to seeing in him, to the purest form of lust and desire upon receiving your affection, true affection, and not emotions forced by the parameters of an experiment— the change in the Chalk Prince had been instantaneous, and it had been something you could never deny. You, nor anyone else who has crossed paths with the alchemist, has ever witnessed anything so lewd and wanton from him.

And you, alone, had been the honoured one in his reciprocation.

It doesn’t even register that you’d entered the Knights of Favonius’s headquarters until you bump into a soft object. Blinking quickly, you realize you’d run into Kaeya from behind, simultaneously taking in the familiar chess flooring pooled around your feet. In its recent cleaning, you spot a bit of your reflection through a black tile and quickly recognize the expression you wear to be of a flustered nature.

“Hm?” Kaeya glances behind him and at you in time to catch you rubbing at your cheeks. “You alright, ______?”

“Yep, and I don’t want to talk about it,” you’re quick to respond. Eyes flit across your face and with a shake of his head, Kaeya snickers. “Sucrose, is Albedo in the lab with you today?”

“When I left him to find you, he had still been in his office,” she explains from ahead, “waiting for… you.”

“Oh,” is all that you manage to say.

“B-But, I figure that I should ask for a blood sample from you today, since it’s been a little over two weeks… Albedo wasn’t… happy, that you haven’t been reporting in anything, j-just to warn you…”

“Well!” You jump at the abruptness of your male companion, hand over your chest to comfort your startled heart. “I suppose I should be saying reporting to our Acting Grand Master for late duty,” Kaeya says. Your scowl, it being your first instinct to send one his way, quickly morphs into an expression of surprise.

“What? This wasn’t your break? Don’t tell me you just skipped out on working, Kaeya? Wait, no— you used me as an excuse to skip out on working, didn’t you? Wait, even worse! You’ve done this eight times in two weeks! Kaeya!”

He peers down at you, and in his failure to mask his amusement, “I was simply performing a good deed on a quiet day, where my talents would have been wasted sitting behind a desk to write a non-existent report. And look at that! I saved you the trouble of having to file it!”

“Quiet days, you mean? And, it’s my job to file reports,” you grumble at him, sighing. “If not for your actual talents as a knight, I would never understand how you became a captain…” With a sigh, you finally relent. “… I should check in with Jean, too, before I go with you, Sucrose.”

“Sure.” She nods. “I’ll meet you in there.”

Eyes stuck on her retreating form, Kaeya has to nudge you back into focus.

“Now who’s using who as an excuse?”

With your left hand’s knuckles stinging from where it connected with Kaeya’s clothed bicep, and Kaeya aggressively rubbing at the very same spot, the two of you enter the Grand Master’s office a moment later after receiving permission to enter from the female voice inside.

“______,” Jean greets you, rising from her seat and rounding her desk to meet you and Kaeya. “I’m glad to see you’re looking a little better than how I’d left you yesterday. Are you feeling any better?”

Your chuckle is dry. “I wish I could report that this was the case, ma’am, but seeing as I’m this late today, well…”

“That’s… a fair point. The good news is, things have been rather quiet here in terms of any reports, so please don’t work yourself ragged trying to get them all done in one day?”

“I—” your sentence catches in your throat, and instead, you laugh again, knowing full well of your intentions to completely them before you had to return home again. “Yes, ma’am; I’ll take my time.”

“Good. Then, you are dismissed; I also hear Albedo is looking for you?” You nod. Jean smiles warmly at you one last time and nods before directing her attention onto your blue-haired escort. “As for you, Kaeya…”

The man gives you a fleeting look of desperation, not having expected Jean to actually start chastising him. You offer a slight shrug and a short wave of your hand before fleeing the office in search of Sucrose.

Once or twice, I could understand, but almost ten and without telling our Acting Grand Master? Out loud and away from your thoughts, you click your tongue mock-disapprovingly, but in fact, you were utterly touched that Kaeya would risk reprimand just to check on you. You hadn’t asked him to, after all, and yes, he’d just been a good friend for doing so, but his choice, his punishment. I hope he doesn’t actually get in trouble, though… not for me. Well, maybe I’ll treat him to something nice later as thanks.

You’re quick to climb the grand staircase within headquarters, taking a sharp right up the stairs to the second floor to the alchemy wing. There, and two floors above your records office, one would find both the laboratory and Albedo’s office, and thankfully, for safety reasons, there’d been nearly a whole half building of difference between even those two rooms. Any accident within the laboratory would give time to spare any materials and or documents within Albedo’s office with a simple defence rune activated by a danger trigger, courtesy of the Knights of Favonius’ Magical Inquiry Division Captain.

The laboratory would be the first room one would encounter on their venture into the west wing, the door adorned with a simple sign of caution to those wanting to enter it. Not that many did besides the two people under Albedo’s apprenticeship; Kaeya, apparently, whenever he feels nosey enough; Grand Master Varka, when he’d still been in Mondstadt, but more likely for his own personal curiosities of alchemy; Jean, as the Acting Grand Master, and actually for the purpose of her duties; and, you, whenever you’d been in search of Albedo, also for your own personal reasons.

Quite suddenly, your chest decides to squeeze when you’d reached for the handle. Wasn’t it just anxiety? You’re only visiting Sucrose; you won’t be seeing Albedo until after your testing gets done. So then, a premonition?

Having dawdled enough, you twist the knob and shove the door forward. Heavy, it creeks upon its hinges to announce your arrival. Not bothering to open it all the way, you slip in through the few feet wide space and shut the door behind you with a bang. You spin on your heel, an apology hanging off your tongue for Sucrose for the loud interruption, when the air in your chest catches in your throat— at least this time, it isn’t due to the scent of broth.

“Oh, ______. There you are.”

You startle easy, greeted not by the green-haired alchemist you’d been entrusted to, but by the man who entrusted you to her, and swallow harshly, the flesh of your cheeks quick to bloom with warmth.

“A-Albedo,” you stammer, hand pressed against your chest when you exhale. “Hi.”

“Hello. I was about to come looking for you; Sucrose mentioned that you arrived and met with Jean. I was just about to come and find you.”

“O-Oh, I…” You mentally curse at your unintelligibility, but his appearance had caught you just that off-guard. “Sorry, I— I was expecting Sucrose.”

“I had a task I needed to delegate that she has assisted me with before, and she offered to assist me again. So instead, I’ll be overseeing this… belated check-up.”

Your lips instantly drop into a tight-lipped frown. He’s upset, you realize, tiptoeing further into the laboratory. Ugh, I should’ve just come sooner. He can probably already tell something’s wrong—

“Come in; take a seat here, please.” You do, having just passed him as he sets up multiple objects on a metal tray, shuffling back on your behind until you hit the backrest. Albedo spins, clutching the tray tight to transfer it to the table closer to you, and his eyes flit upwards to examine your pallor. “______, you look pale.”

“Oh, I’ve been a bit under the weather lately,” you tell him. Spotting a stethoscope on the tray, you begin willing your heart to calm down. It doesn’t.

“For how long? Sucrose didn’t mention anything in her report,” Albedo hums, glancing to a clipboard. “It only mentioned that you had taken time off.”

“Only Jean and Kaeya knew about this, and Kaeya had only found out due to his own curiosities… And, um, for about… two weeks now...”

There is a brief pause from the man that has you correcting your already-stiff posture, your spine hitting the wooden backrest hard enough to have you jolt even straighter— “I’m sorry. I’m… I’m sorry I lied in those letters to you. Honestly, I… I don’t know why I decided to do that. I didn’t want you to worry about me, o-or something like that… I’m just… I’m sorry.”

Albedo finally looks to you, his eyes having been pointed down at his clipboard for so long that you began to fear something potentially greater than disappointment from him. What’s worse than disappointing Albedo, though? a part of you wonders woefully, and it had been right. Because his promise to you that he would not leave you on your own through any of this venture was made with a conviction that blazed brighter than the fire burning in his caveside laboratory the night your fools’ experiment took place.

And once more, like when you’d assumed wrongly of him that same night, you’d managed to slight him again by denying him your candor.

A comforting hand extends toward you all the same, to rest itself on one of your shoulders.

“If, subconsciously, you’re thinking yourself to be some kind of burden to me by reporting every little change in your health, or if I’ve burdened you by tasking you with reporting to me, then… I apologize.”

Your shoulders sag at the realization, and you raise a hand to hold his.

“Albedo, n-no, it’s nothing like that at all— I promise. I just… really didn’t want you to worry about me when you’re so busy, especially as something as small as this. I was going to tell Sucrose today about everything, so she could justify me bothering you with a detailed report.”

“I like hearing from you,” he says, and squeezes your hand in return. “No matter how small… I like being able to stay in touch when I’m so far away from Mondstadt. Even hearing about the most mundane things of your day, I find joy in. But hearing that you’ve been ill and on your own in taking care of yourself… I would’ve come back sooner.”

“But that’s what I mean. What if it’s just a cold? Then it’s nothing I haven’t already handled before, and I would have just inconvenienced you.”

“And what if it’s not?” he counters— you knew he would, the second you stopped speaking. “Symptoms of influenza or symptoms of pregnancy— should it matter?”

“I… no… but also, yes— I-I get where you’re coming from here, Albedo, but the second I would find out the results, you know I would’ve contacted you immediately.”

Albedo shakes his head. “Your well-being has always been important to me— now, even more so, and for obvious reasons. It doesn’t matter what it might be. If you’re feeling unwell, please tell me.”

“I…” You weren’t going to argue, even before you’d been on the receiving end from his stern expression, but you go tight-lipped, only spewing the answer you know he wants to hear. Because he’d been right, after all. There hasn’t been a time where he hadn’t shown concern for you— not before that day, not when you’d been scaling Dragonspine and braving both the cold and one of its resident Frostarm Lawachurls, and not when in the throes. And you couldn’t bring yourself to deny him that. In fact, finally accepting the truth of it, yourself, “Okay.”

Partial frustration transforms into a look of relief on Albedo, and in response, you exhale, experiencing the same sense.

“I’m going to take a listen to your heart, now.” Albedo pulls his hands from yours to grab the stethoscope from his tray, your own curling into your lap in wait for him to begin examining you. Earpieces fitted gently into the curve of his ears, “Could you lift your shirt for me?”

“Y-Yes…” You pull at the material of your blouse until it untucks from the waistband of your slacks, holding it high above your navel and sitting a little more upright when he presses the larger of the two circles beneath your left breast.

His fingertips, neutral in temperature like the rest of him, brush across your abdomen in absentminded wait— you’re not sure if he realizes he’s doing it or not, but you don’t ask, already still so nerve-wracked at seeing him sooner than you’d planned. It hadn’t only been out of the guilt from not keeping him apprised on you that you weren’t ready to see him— no, it had been the fact that throughout your illness, and despite the effects your symptoms had on you, you just couldn’t stop replaying your time with him behind your eyes.

Albedo’s hand shifts the diaphragm along your skin to rest against the sideward swell of your right breast.

“Your heart rate just increased,” he notes aloud. You swallow harshly, and avert your eyes when he tries raising his gaze to yours. “______?”

“… it’s not because of my symptoms,” you murmur, and busy yourself in watching the gentle simmering of some green liquid over on the furthest table.

“… would you indulge my curiosity if I were to ask, then, what it’s from?”

Your lower lip quivers as hot anxiety courses beneath your flesh, and you pin the trembling thing down between chittering teeth.

Wordlessly, Albedo continues, a haggard silence having come down on you and your forced patience. He listens to your uncooperative heart from three more points before he shifts behind you, only to pause.

“You can lower your shirt on your end, ______,” he says. You nod, releasing the material and letting it fall back into place. “I’m going to listen to your breathing now.”

What awful timing, you irritably muse, as when he lifts your shirt up without proper warning, your breathing hitches. And instead of pressing the stethoscope against you again, you feel the cool relief of his palm on your ribcage; a gesture meant to comfort.

“You’re extremely warm… ______, are you in any pain?”

It does anything but.

“Your breathing is a bit shallow, too— have you been experiencing any shortness of breath?”

Because I’m ill? “No,” you answer. Because of you? “Yes.”

When Albedo hums in contemplation — a habit long since formed — you immediately note his confusion, and sigh at him.

“I’m tired,” you inform him. His hand draws away from you, a slow drag across flaming hot skin. “Constantly. I don’t normally sleep in because of work, but I’ve been unable to wake up unless I get a minimum of ten hours of rest. I have migraines so often that I just sleep even more. I ordered traditional Liyuen medicine to be delivered last week and it’s been my saving grace. My lower back… is always so sore, and I’ve used the bathroom more in the past two weeks than I might have in an entire month. And if I even smell Fisherman’s Toast again, I will vomit. Oh, I’ve been doing a lot of that, too,” you add. “Like clockwork, every day at eleven in the morning.

“But my shallow breathing, fast-beating heart have nothing to do with those.”

You heave one last heavy breath before slumping back against your chair, but instead of solely meeting the backrest, you hit the plush of Albedo’s chest. There’s a tickle against your cheek when he leans forward over your shoulder, his bangs dangling to invade your space, a gesture you return when you lean further into him; you reach up for him, targeting his closest ear, and pulling the stethoscope’s earpiece from it.

“It’s you,” you whisper. “I’m hot and bothered because of what you did to me… and I can’t get it out of my mind.”

The stethoscope comes untethered from his opposite ear, clattering to the floor; you hear the glass shatter. You’re more surprised that with his expert reflexes, Albedo didn’t bother to catch it— but you can understand why, since you’d just unbuttoned and slipped off your blouse with your lips pressed to his jaw.

“______,” Albedo calls to you— shaky hands find their way to your shoulders, your biceps; they anchor to you so strongly that you can’t tell if he’s trying to encourage you or stop you. “______…”

“What, ‘bedo?” You pull your shirt away, dropping it to the side. “You don’t want to?”

“I… We… We should… take blood samples first…”

“First?” you echo, leaning forward out of his grasp and glancing back to see his eyes blown wide and his pale cheeks flushed like the reddest rose. “I don’t think an hour difference will make the probability of me being pregnant by you any higher or lower…”

You turn back around, and rise out of the seat to instead straddle the stool. Draping your arms over his shoulders, you pull him close, and smile. He gulps.

“Help me out with that belt again, would you?”

Pure silence coats the entirety of the laboratory now, a stark, black and white contrast to what made up that same hour spent filling it with such lascivious noise— even making the comparison after noting the difference has pink crawling across Albedo’s cheeks again. It’s quiet again, after all. And in waiting for the results of the test done to your blood, there hadn’t been much else he could distract himself with.

You made it difficult, after all. Not in an aimless sense, of course— sure, the very first time the two of you engaged in an act of coitus, your inexperience shined, one guiding the other and vice-versa into the throes of pleasure and painless copulation. There were several times post-”loss-of-virginity” that you ended up taking the lead, and not for the fault of either of you, but there’d been something about you taking charge that had Albedo’s head swimming with thoughts of you while he’d been on his lonesome in Dragonspine, waiting for a proper reason to return to Mondstadt without being questioned— he would return for you, after all. In a heartbeat.

In his attempt to shake off any further inappropriate thoughts, his head tossing left to right, he catches your attention with a raise of your brow.

“Something on your mind?” you muse at him, unable to hold back a chuckle at his deadpan stare your way. His pursed lips and rouged fleshed are a dead giveaway.

“Nothing worth mentioning,” he’s quick to reply, voice cracking partway through. You laugh again, a little more heartily, when he moves away from you and toward the desk. “… the solution should be ready to use now.”

“Okay.”

According to Albedo, blood testing for the purpose of pregnancy discovery isn’t particularly common— in fact, it’s an entirely new concept that not many have adopted. It would certainly change how the medical practices across Teyvat would treat similar cases, but according to him, it would be a while until it could be universally adopted. The more data recorded using it, the sooner it would.

Two experiments in one, you think as you watch Albedo use a dropper to collect the liquid to drop into the vial of your blood. He sets it aside, grabbing for a thin glass stir stick of sorts to combine the two.

You find yourself watching him, for his reactions, rather than for whatever reaction the solution would cause. The flutter of eyelashes as he blinks in incredulity; every small twitch in the muscles around his jaw as his lips part dubiously; how his shining turquoise eyes have somehow managed to grow a little brighter, a little wider, a little more… more…?

“______… look.” He gestures down at the table with a nod of his head, but and you have to tear your own eyes off of him. Within the vial, it is no longer the dark red you remember it had been only seconds ago— considering the solution had been clear, the sudden change in hue made zero sense.

“What… am I supposed to be seeing?” you ask, eyes narrowed at the vial. “Why is it blue?”

“The colour change,” he explains, breathless. “It wouldn’t have changed if… you weren’t pregnant.”

“I…” You look back to Albedo, eyebrows teetering the border of your forehead in disbelief. His head whips your way, his own eyelids blown as physically far apart as possible. “It… worked…?”

“It… did.”

You reach up for him, a single hand rising from your side to hold onto his shoulder. Too many emotions have made themselves known to you, all too quickly to register without dizzying you; Albedo holds your hand in its place before it can slip away, his eyes never leaving yours.

He can tell how deeply you’re allowing yourself to process the news. Maybe, he figures, you thought it wouldn’t work at all. To not believe in the possibility after not only the time spent together up in Dragonspine, but all of the time shared with one another before then and in the past three years— maybe, you were still concerned that he might not live up to the promise made to be at your side through not only the experiment, and not only through the pregnancy, itself, but for the years after.

You never questioned anything past said promise. You never assumed he’d go and break it on you, either. If anything, him being busy with his assigned duties, personal research, and Klee (of course) hadn’t been something you would hold against him, and quite comparatively, you already had much more time on your hands thanks to your early morning to late afternoon position. And being that you are the lead of your own department, it would be so simple to bring your child into work with you. You’d have your office in the records department set up to your convenience. And, if you ever needed a moment to yourself, you’re quite sure your fellow Knights would have no problem doting over your child in your place. And with any luck, the child would be mild-mannered like its father, and as it grew older, it would be inquisitive, insatiably curious, and indubitably kind.

No, you could only be so honoured in having a child by this wonderful man.

“I-I…” It should go without saying, considering how ecstatic you’d been to hear Albedo reciprocate your affection, albeit in the chalk prince’s typical brand, how happy you are to learn that the experiment is to bear such sweet fruit. But it startles him to see a tear slipping down each of your cheeks.

“______?” Without hesitating, as he might have done two months ago, the alchemist reaches for your face, brushes them away, and holds it in the palms of his gloves. You sniffle, a small, choked noise quick to follow, before you laugh. “… ______?”

“These… These are happy tears, I swear,” you say, your grin between his hands only a little compromised by how intensely he holds you. “I-I’m so happy right now that… I don’t know how to properly express it with words. Hehe…” You raise your hands from your lap to cradle his cheeks. “It worked. You can procreate! Haha!”

Albedo’s gaze averts from yours, and beneath your bare hands, you feel his skin grow warm before you see it tint pink. Still giggling, you lean forward, fitting your lips between his smiling, parted ones, before they travel along and up to his forehead. Hands dropping to loop around your waist, your own shift when you wrap your arms around his neck, squeezing him tightly.

“We’re going to have a baby,” you whisper. A knock on the door of the laboratory stirs the two of you, both pulling away to find the other grinning.

“Yes. We are.”

“I told him that it wasn’t necessary to go out of his way and commission the Guild for this— please; I’ll pay you three for your troubles, but this really isn’t necessary!”

“What do you mean it “isn’t necessary”?!” You sigh, the naturally high voice of the Traveler’s floating companion somehow a little louder to you than usual. “Walking around like this even outside of the city walls is dangerous for you!”

“Paimon, dear, I think you’ve seen me sitting behind a desk for far too long, since you’ve forgotten that I am a qualified Knight!”

“But it’s a little different now, isn’t it?” Bennett offers— you turn your head to the boy so fast that he winces. “I-I mean, you’ve got two people to protect, r-right?”

“I just went up Dragonspine last month; that’s not that long ago,” you try to reason, but even Aether puts his foot down, hands on his hips and golden eyes lidded by, what? Annoyance? Disapproval? Your own frustration blinds you to be able to tell the difference.

“You weren’t so obviously big last month, and even that was a risk you shouldn’t have taken,” he says. “Albedo wasn’t happy about it.”

“Yeah! He’s right!” You huff at her. “Albedo’s just trying to take care of you when he’s not here to do it himself!”

“And isn’t this a good way to do it, too?” Bennett says, grinning. “We protect you, you stay safe, we get paid, and Albedo gets to eat those delicious-looking sweets you made him! It’s a total win-win situation!”

“If I make you some, will you let me go alone?”

“No,” both Aether and Paimon chorus. You click your tongue at them, your frustration thickening.

“Don’t be selfish like this, ______,” Aether adds, and just as you’re about to chastise him— “Do you really think Albedo’s the only one worried about you?”

“If it helps in any way,” Katheryne calls from across the street. You all turn toward her, you folding your arms and resting them across your swollen gut. “This commission is backed by the entire Knights of Favonius— the Acting Grand Master signed it, herself.”

“What?! That Jean, I swear— what a worrywart!” You groan, loudly, startling unsuspecting passerby’s and a hopeful Bennett. “Fine! Fine. I’ll let you join me. The… company might be nice, anyway.”

“Glad you see it our way,” Aether says, nodding. He gestures away from himself, a slight bowing to his posture when he bends, and Paimon copying him with a giggle. “After you.”

“You all are… too much.” Clutching your cloth lunch bag just a little tighter, you stalk past the three of them, shaking your head and managing a thin smile when you hear their soft chuckling.

“Hey, ______?” You glance back at Bennett, who grins guiltily and sheepishly at you. “Would you still make some more desserts for us after…?”

“Mm… no.”

“Aw, man…”

You hadn’t been wrong; the company was nice. Compared to the usual time taken, thanks to a couple of element users being able to traverse through the various Waypoints of Mondstadt, the time taken was cut significantly short.

Typically, your journey through Windrise and up past the Adventure’s Guild’s checkpoint is a comfortably solemn one. Being able to reflect on oneself and enjoying the fresh air, warm sun, and calm winds that the autumn months bring along is always so refreshing. Indeed, it beats being cooped up in the records room where only artificial light existed.

This excursion was something you’d been looking forward to since two weeks ago, when you’d first planned it. Another recipe crossed your path thanks to a convenient mention of it within a Knight’s report— and their verbal gushing over it. In you receiving one-and-a-half days off each week, you often spend the “half” bit catching up on chores and errands, while the full day is spent doing whatever you needed to reset your mind after such a long week.

Lately, if not preoccupied with other plans, you’d been bringing Albedo new dishes to try. This had been your usual routine, normally using him as a test subject of sorts whenever he’d been visiting Mondstadt, with the occasional trek into Dragonspine if you got too restless. This normalcy had gone on for a while, with no question of it by Albedo. Of course, this had only been because you’d managed to hide the fact that your stomach could no longer fit within the parameters of either your blouses or your turtlenecks.

The fascination had been instant— as was the scolding. Albedo didn’t hold back, either. The only reason he stopped was due to Klee’s unexpected arrival.

"Don’t think this conversation is over, ______. You endangering yourself to deliver me food is worth getting upset about, under normal circumstances and especially in your current condition.”

In hindsight, contrary to your point in that argument, it was slightly silly. He would’ve returned to Mondstadt eventually and you could have given it to him then. Was it the hormones affecting your ability to think straight? While Albedo and one of the church’s sisters did mention it could be a possibility, you clearly weren’t heeding the warning of watching for any impulsivity from you. Traveling somewhere so dangerous? Alone? With no Vision? If that didn’t scream “impulsive”…

Despite the sheer cold of the place, you took great joy and pleasure of visiting it if it meant being able to see Albedo. And as you turned the corner from the Waypoint closest to his cliffside laboratory to see Albedo’s back turned to the cave’s mouth, once more sketching away on a new canvas of his, your grin is uncontainable. You turn, gesturing at Paimon and the two boys tasked with delivering you to Albedo to hold back for “just a moment” so you could attempt to surprise him, but to your surprise, and you yelp when you realize it— he’s already looking out of the cave mouth and at you, hand raised in a gentle wave.

Defeated once more, just like you’d been that day, you trudge forward after giving your farewells to the trio when they announce that their “work is done”, and greet Albedo where he stands, waiting for you with open arms.

“That was very sly of you, you know,” you start, “submitting that commission to the Guild without me knowing.” Gratefully, you fall into his chest, wrapping your arms around him tightly with him doing the same in return. “Imagine my confusion when those three showed up at my doorstep, all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.”

“I knew they would be the best to get the job done,” Albedo says, releasing you to encourage you over to the bed. “There are few I trust as much as the Traveler to protect you. And that Bennett, I’d heard, works well with him.”

“I’d have to agree with you there— I’d never seen two people so enthusiastic about taking down a Hydro slime, and so quickly, too.”

Albedo smiles, and the two of you sit on the edge of his bed.

“I see you’ve brought along some more food for me,” he says, glancing at the bag still slung over your arm with slight disdain.

“I wasn’t sure if you’d ever had this before, but one of the Knights’ reports mentioned it to be extremely popular over in Sumeru.”

“______, I didn’t say that out of curiosity. I’m still upset about your choice to journey here the last time; we never had a proper chance to discuss things.”

“Let me save you the trouble of worrying, then,” you say, patting his knee. “I don’t think it will be safe for me and the baby to come up here from this point on.”

“And what brought you to that conclusion?” Albedo inquires. Grabbing for the zipper of your coat, you pull it down, revealing to him the swell hidden beneath your thick turtleneck. “My… It’s bigger than the last time you were here…”

“It’s been almost a month since we’ve seen each other, so, naturally. But no... Coming here with Aether, Paimon, and Bennett worrying about me with every other step I'd take was a bit of an eye-opener. I'm not just responsible for myself, now. I have another life within me to take care of. In a few months' time, it will be no different to have them in my arms rather than in my body."

Maybe it’s because your adrenaline is finally plateauing, and your heart rate is dropping on account of you finally resting, but it seems like the baby realizes it, too, and it begins to move within you.

“Ohh…” You jerk forward, hands spastically reaching for Albedo’s to steady yourself— his eyes fly wide open, holding on tightly to you in return.

“______? Are you alright? Do you need to lie down?”

You shake your head, wearing a thin smile that confuses Albedo.

“I nearly forgot you haven’t felt it yet, since you’d been stuck up here for a while. Here,” you say, taking one of his hands, flipping it, and in pulling up your turtleneck, you reveal your bare stomach to him, swollen and… twitching?

“This far along, a baby will start to move, and it’ll even start kicking. Put your hand here, and wait. I think it has a favourite spot to kick, too.”

“Is it painful?” he’s quick to ask, not missing a beat when, as you predicted, the baby kicks you, only inches below your ribs.

“Just a little uncomfortable. It actually feels nicer having your hand on me than just my own.”

Wordlessly, Albedo adds his other hand to the surface of your belly; a content hum escapes you.

“It’s still quite… surreal to me,” he mumbles, his thumbs rolling over where one of the baby’s appendages extend outward. “That this is something that’s truly happening.”

“I never expected to be having a baby this way… or at all, any time soon, really, but… now that it is happening, I…” You chuckle, unable to find a proper word. “It is happening, Albedo. Our baby will be born soon.”

“Once this solution cures, I’ll be able to leave it in Sucrose’s care while I take my leave.”

“Your leave?” you repeat. He nods.

“I’ll be in Mondstadt for at least the remainder of your pregnancy,” he explains, tone cheery. “Any work that needs to be done will be done in our home laboratory, though it should be relatively quiet on that aspect of things. I’ll be able to focus on taking care of you and the baby, myself.”

“That… would be nice.” You’re still smiling at him when he looks up from your belly. “Albedo?” you gently call, raising a hand to caress his one cheek. “Are you alright?”

Albedo nods, holding your cool hand still against his fast-warming cheeks.

“Yes. I’m just…” He chuckles at you. “I’m a happy fool.”

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The Princess | Yandere Abyss Prince Aether | Part 2 |

| This is an NSFW! Foul language will be used, Minors DNI | Aether looks so good here | @neigesprincess | TW for poorly written smut. | Part 1 here!

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His hand traveled up your thigh and you squeaked. His hands were so cold on your warm skin, You were sweating you were so nervous around him. His gaze was threatening but truly, he was soaking in the feeling to finally touch what he could only look at and admire from afar, He's a prince he shouldn't have to wait. Not for his bride.

He moved you, From lay in his lap to sitting in it. You were shaking you were so scared of his actions. Your body felt almost exhausted. From kicking and screaming, The fear you held also took so much out of you. You fell asleep in his lap. Aether cursed under his breath as your body became limp in his arms, Your breathing steady. He carried you over his shoulder to a room.

The room was lavish, Dark purples, Dark grey's, and whites. The room fit for a prince and a princess. He set you down on a gigantic bed. Large enough for many, but for tonight it was going to be just you two. At first the prince was patient but it quickly wore off. He shuffled between your legs, Your plush thighs..They were so warm, So heavenly. You're his princess. You're his he can do what he likes.

He left love marks all over your thighs, Biting, Sucking, Licking. You're lucky to be given such a treat by your husband. You started to feel this movement and touch on your sensitive skin and woke up. You shrieked in surprise. "Shh. Hold still. It could hurt more if you squirm." He whispered. He was devouring your skin, But it wasn't enough between your thin white robes was your heavenly warmth. He was going to achieve it.

He peered through to see it. Already slick. it was incredible. Without a second thought he buried his face in it. Licking and sucking roughly. You screamed out in pleasure. It was overwhelming as hell. Your hands buried in his golden locks but that just pushed him to go farther as he brought you to the brink of an orgasm..Then pulled away. Feeling frustrated with the denial you were about to say something when you saw him trying to remove his clothing. Once he had gotten it off he put his arms around you and pounded into you. His tip kissed your womb as he stayed there for a bit. Soaking up your warmth, He began at a rough pace you couldn't even catch your breath. But he helped with that as he made out with you while thrusting in and out. You felt your orgasm coming back but only at a spasming rate.

Once you felt it, He did too. With just a few long and rough thrusts you came all over his cock. You clenching his cock made him do one final thrust filling your womb with his hot sticky liquid. "Haa...Haa.." He stared at your worn out face panting.. He smiled. Held you in hs arms, He didn't pull out he kept buried inside you. But it didn't end..He was going to breed you. He was going to breed and marry you.

"Ready to be bred my princess..? You need to give me a proper heir..or two."

| Aether is obviously an adult as he's a full grown prince of the abyss order. | Feel free to send me any requests! |

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(Y/n)’s Troubles!

Dark!Dom!Aether x Female!Reader

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➢𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰: Side Quest: Talk to Troubled (Y/n)! (Or you’re always asking for help and Aether is tired of it)

➢𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢: nsfw, smut, angst (Aether is really mean) kinda fluff.

➢𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: Dark!Mean!Aether, Smut, Noncon, Dubcon, Use of degrading names, oral (m receiving), face-fucking, rough sex, corruption kink, virgin!reader, innocent!reader, Dacryphilia, spanking, fingering, hair pulling, slight choking, Reader is kinda stupid, Manipulative Aether.

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Aether has had enough.

All week he’s been doing everyone’s dirty work for them. Sure he got compensated for his efforts but it got to the point that he was over it.

Be it a request to clear a blocked road that could easily be walked around or like now, Aether was sent off to get some lumber for Sarah because it’s very important for the sake of the restaurant and you’ll be compensated of course!

Paimon was quick to accept, thinking with her stomach before her head. Not like she would even raise a finger to help anyways. So she stayed behind, helping Sarah count vegetables or something.

Now he was stuck chopping down a large tree in the mountains near Springvale, the sun was hot and unforgiving on the poor traveler so he decided to forgo his scarf and top, sweat glistening his toned back.

Each swing of his borrowed axe grew more heavy, more violent. Usually he would find the act therapeutic in a way, a good outlet for his frustrations– but this was making him angrier?

His mind swimming with more annoyance as he began to question why he even let himself be pushed around like this.

A snap of a twig to his left caught his attention, his hard swinging stopping as he noticed it was you, looking as lost and clueless as you always did when you two crossed paths.

You were one of the first people he met when he arrived Mondstadt. He was cutting through the woods for a shorter path to the city when he ran into you. A pretty little thing that was hopelessly looking around, your teeth biting the nail on your index finger in thought as your doll-like eyes scanned the forest floor for something specific.

When you looked up at him he swore his heart stopped for a moment.

It was no question that you were beautiful. Tiny stature, curvy body with such a pretty face and angelic smile. Aether found it quite easy to help you without question, even if it was with something right in front of you.

Even now after a year of traveling to and from Mondstadt you still have that stupid little look on your face as you searched for apples that lay 2 feet away.

You lived up to the nickname given to you by the villagers and knights, Troubled (Y/n). Such a clueless little lamb always out at the wrong place at the wrong time.

“Oh! Hello Aether!” You beamed when you finally saw him. “What are you doing here?”

It was always the same conversation. She would ask him why he was in the area, ask for his help with the promise of compensation, and Aether would blindly agree to her request just to see her dazzling smile as she thanked him.

But today that same smile that he thought of when he fisted his cock on his travels far far away from you made his fist clench in annoyance.

He wondered how you managed to make it alive this long without him picking up a damn sweet flower for you.

How you lived so carefree and kind, so willingly to talk to complete strangers and walk foolishly into the path of an abyss mage or whopper flower.

“Another commission perhaps?” You smiled gently, when he didn’t answer you. You were used to it after all, Aether wasn’t a man of many words to begin with.

You stepped closer, the soft breeze carrying your naturally sweet scent to the boy as he closed his eyes and basked in it.

“It’s for Sarah.” He simply said dropping the axe, collecting the logs and tying them together tightly.

You hummed softly twiddling your fingers together shyly and swaying slowly side to side like you always did when you wanted to ask for help.

“If it’s not too much trouble, could you perhaps help me look for apples? I only need three!” You happily held up three fingers, eyes hopeful.

Apples. You’ve been looking for apples, just like the ones right behind you.

This annoyed Aether to no end. Where you purposefully trying to not actually look for what you needed? He gave a single grunt at your question, dropping the log and crossing his arms over his chest.

“Great!” You chirped, “I’ll keep looking around here in the meantime.” You hummed happily and walked to the left opposite to the tree. That was the final straw.

“Are you really that stupid?”

You looked up from your inspection of a fir tree, smile still plastered on you face. “Hm?”

Aether stalked his way over to you, grabbing your wrist and half dragging you towards the tree, pressing you against the trunk roughly causing you to gasp in surprise.

“I said, are you really that fucking stupid that you can’t see what’s in front of you?” He leaned him, breath fanning across your cheeks as your smile dropped, eyes slowly watering at the blonde’s harsh words.

Aether was always so sweet and gentle with you, never complaining in his efforts to help you look for something. Did you ask too much from him? Did he hate you now?

You tried not to shiver at the fierce look in his eyes as he pressed himself against you, your heart rate picking up wildly in both fear and something else you felt when you laid eyes on the traveler.

“I-I’m sorry–“ you whimpered, putting your hand over his own that still held you small wrist in a vice grip.

Aether tightened his hold on you, making you wince as you began to claw at his palm. “Aether you’re scaring me..”

Aether knew he should have backed off and apologized for speaking so harshly to you but the bottled up frustrations were starting to boil up and unfortunately you were the only thing he could take it out on.

He felt sick as the sight of you cowering under him, shivering in fear with tears glossing your doll eyes made his cock twitch in interest.

You really did look like a tiny helpless bunny trapped, ready to be devoured.

Instead of stepping away like you had hoped, the boy grabbed your other wrist and pinned both your arms up above your head with one hand, the other hiking the end of your dress up to expose your cotton white panties.

“Aether! Wait, stop please!” Your tears spilled freely now as you struggled against the much stronger blonde, kicking your leg out and hitting his thigh hard just before he was able to dip his hand into your panties.

The traveler hissed, anger and frustration clouding his better judgment as he dragged you back to the tree stump he was previously working on, plopping down on it with you in his lap, face down across his muscular thighs.

“I go out of my way to help you and that’s how you repay me?” He tsked, flipping your skirt back up over your ass, hand roughly grabbing your left cheek, watching the flesh peek through his gloved fingers.

You continued to thrash against him, begging him to let you go, that you were sorry but a sharp slap rung out through the trees, scaring a few pigeons nearby.

A surprised cry left your lips as you stopped struggling. Did he just spank you?

Another hard smack came down, this time harder against your other cheek.

“All I’ve ever done was help you, someone who can’t even see two fucking inches from her face, you ungrateful bitch.”

He continued to rain slap after slap on your sore and reddened skin. Your cries growing and your nails digging into his thighs before he suddenly stopped.

He brought his hand to his mouth, teeth biting into the tip so he could slide the material off, his exposed hand rubbing soothing circles against your clothed ass almost like an apology.

You hiccuped and lay limb against his legs, mumbling soft apologizes even as he dropped you down onto the hard ground below you, slipping your ruined dress over your head.

He needed to stop, this was sick but the way you looked up at him through tear clumped lashes he couldn’t bring himself to do so. Especially when you were laid out so beautifully before him, clad in only your white bra and panty set looking so ripe and ready for the taking.

“Day in and day out I’m doing what everyone else wants, what about me? Aren’t you going to give me a reward for helping you?” He undid his belt, letting his hard and leaking cock string out.

Aether took a fistful of your hair, yanking you up to your knees as your body settled between his thighs, inches away from his leaking erection.

“All the times I save you from monsters, this is the least you could do isn’t it baby?” He gave you a lazy grin, rubbing the head of his cock against your trembling lips.

You didn’t try to move away, too scared of angering the blonde anymore than he already was. Without much struggle he managed to slip inside your tiny mouth, throwing his head back and hissing at the warm wet heat that surrounded him.

More tears fell down your red cheeks, confused of what he was doing to you. You grew up sheltered, your parents trying their best to keep you safe and warning you that seeing much less touching a man’s private parts was bad.

But he looked so content, rocking his hips into your mouth, pressing your head down to take him in even deeper, ignoring your cries and gags.

Maybe he was right. Poor Aether was always pushed around, always so tired but he never refused to help you with anything.

Even if it hurt, even if you were scared and his words made you feel awful you wanted to repay him.

Aether noticed you stopped struggling, a wolffish grin spread across his lips as he began to thrust faster, the tip of his cock touching the back of your throat, blocking any chance of you getting air.

“Fuck.. move your tongue baby. You can do that can’t you?” He groaned, pulling your hair up into a loose ponytail so he could have a better grasp on your head.

You obeyed silently, unsure of how to do what he asked, instead choosing to flatten your tongue under his cock, moving it slowly side to side.

This seemed to be a good thing because Aether gave a few more sloppy thrusts before be pressed your nose down against his hips, his big cock forcefully stretching your poor throat. You gagged and choked as he spurt hot loads of sticky cum, your hands weakly punching his thighs until they slowed and he pulled out, not wanting you to pass out yet.

He dropped your head and leaned back, watching you fall onto the ground again, clutching your sore throat as you coughed and tried to spit out whatever bitter liquid he gave you.

Aether wasn’t too mad about it, he would always make you swallow next time.

He watched the cum that dripped down your chin and onto your soft chest, making you an even bigger mess of drool, cum, tears, and snot.

“You did so good,” he gently praised, grabbing your face in his rough hand to make you look up at him.

“We aren’t done yet sweetheart, be a good girl and spread your legs for me yeah? Think you can let me see that pretty little pussy you got hidden under these?”

He pressed two fingers against your clothed clit, your hips jolting up at the foreign feeling. Aether took that as a yes and slide your panties down your pretty legs, shoving the fabric into his back pocket for save keeping.

He moaned as he pushed your thick thighs apart, eyes feasting on your glistening cunt.

“You’re soaked already baby. Did ya like sucking my cock that much huh? Always been an easy whore?”

You shook your head as a tiny sob racked your frame. You’ve never done this before, no one has ever seen you like this much less touched you the way Aether has.

He almost felt guilty for talking down on you so harshly. He wasn’t stupid, it was as clear as day that you were an innocent little virgin who easily blushed at any compliment. Knowing that he was the first to see you like this, the first to ruin you had his cock springing back to life.

He dipped his head down, licking a fat strip up your folds making you cry out at how delicious it felt. “So sweet baby, fuck your taste amazing.” He groaned, diving back in and devouring you like a man starved. Aether pointed his tongue, flicking your clit before closing his lips around the bud and giving a hard suck.

It was your turn to toss your head back, hands shooting down to grip and tug on his hair as he moved to draw patterns on your cunt with his hot tongue.

He sat back up, moving his shoulders between your thighs to block you from closing them before putting his thumbs against your pussy lips, spreading them out lewdly to see the sopping mess you were making.

“What a pretty little cunt, can’t wait to ruin it with my big cock. You’ll let me won’t baby?” He leaned back down to press messy kisses against your little hole.

“Let me stretch this pussy wide open and have you cum on my cock till you pass out? You will, I know you will. It’s my compensation remember?” He chuckled, pressing his middle finger against your entrance, bullying the tip inside with a wet pop.

“But first I gotta stretch you out, can’t have you tearing. Relax a little baby, I can’t even fit one finger in.”

You cried and bucked your hips up, chest moving up and down rapidly with each harsh breath you took. He slowly pumped one finger in, not giving you enough time to adjust before he forced two more inside, the pain of the stretch forcing a loud cry from your sore throat.

It hurt, it hurt so much but he kept moving, kept pumping his fingers in and out as your pussy gushed slick around them, your body desperately trying to accommodate what was being done to it.

“That’s it sweetie, relax for me just like that.” Aether’s praise was the only thing keeping you grounded as he continued his ruthless pace. It felt like a cord was winding in your tummy, pulling tighter and tighter the more Aether scissored you open.

“Aeth– Aether I’m scared, something is coming out!” You sobbed making the boy chuckle. Oh you really were so clueless.

“That means you’re feeling good my little lamb. Why don’t I make you feel better okay?”

A whine left your lips as he pulled his fingers out, replacing them with the blunt tip of his leaking cock.

Your eyes widened in fear. How was that thing going to fit inside of you? Was he really going crazy?

“N-No Aether please it’s not going to fit!” You clutched his shoulders as he leaned over you, sucking dark bruises onto your soft neck.

You didn’t know that instead of convincing the traveler to stop, you were spurring him on with your words. He stayed silent, instead thrusting his hips up, his hot cock started to split you open with no mercy.

He didn’t stop until his hips were pressed flush against your ass, eyes rolled back into his head as he hide in your neck, savoring the feel of your impossibly tight cunt sucking him in so greedily.

“Archons you’re tight.” He hissed, lifting his head to watch your cunt flutter around him, strings of your slick connecting to his hips as he pulled back a few inches before slowly rocking back into you, setting a slowly and almost loving pace.

This was the point of no return but he wasn’t a complete monster. He saw beautifully your body responded to his touches so why not make it pleasurable for you too?

He studied your expression closely looking for any signs of pleasure, angling his hips just slightly ripping a cry of ecstasy from your throat.

A smirk spread his lips as he set a ruthless pace, gloveless hands holding your thighs so tight you were sure to have bruises later.

Your nails dug into his shoulders painfully as you cried out, babbling nonsense and whimpers. Your back moved roughly against the dirt and grass under you, pulling the straps of your bra down your shoulders.

Aether gripped the front of your last piece of clothing, ripping it clear off your body and tossing it over his shoulder. Shame tinted your cheeks a dark shade of red.

Not only was Aether taking you so roughly in the open, but you were near a path. A path you’ve seen knights take religiously on their patrols.

Aether seemed to read your mind, a breathy laugh escaping him as he moved your thighs to rest on his shoulders, the new angle had the tip of his cock kissing your cervix painfully.

You screamed out, quick to slap a hand over your mouth in horror that someone could have heard you.

“Why don’t you let everyone hear that pretty voice of yours baby? Doesn’t Godwin patrol here at this hour?” Horror filled your body at the thought of one of the knights catching you like this.

“Maybe you should scream louder, having them see your greedily little pussy sucking me dry.” He laughed darkly as more tears spilled down your stained cheeks.

“Give em a show, they’re probably watching now, stroking their cocks at your pretty little sounds. Want them to watch you get absolutely ruined? Maybe give ‘em a turn?” Your pussy unconsciously clench at his words, shame filling you as you felt your peak approaching quickly.

The thought of multiple knights laying their hands on you, filling your tiny hole so full all you have on your mind is cock, cock, cock.

“What a filthy little slut, you’d like that wouldn’t you? Let any guy bend you over and fuck this pussy just as long as he has a sick right?” Jealousy flooded through his veins, as if he had any right to be angry with you right now.

“But they can’t. Because. You’re. Mine.” He growled, emphasizing each word with a hard thrust of his hips.

“Tell me who you belong to! Who?!” He wrapped a hand around your neck, slowly cutting off your breathing and all you could do was lay there and take it, take everything he gave you.

“Aether! Only you Aether!” You struggled to cry, the coil in your tummy pulling tighter and tighter again.

Your cries of his name just further proves how fucked up all this way. You screamed Aether and never Traveler, showing that you were different, you treated him like a person and here he was fucking you like some loose whore where anyone can see.

“That’s it baby, you belong to me. Always have. I’m gonna fill this hole everyday from now on, you don’t be able to walk out and look for all your stupid herbs.”

The promise to feel this had your vision going white, stars exploding behind your eyes as you came hard around his cock, sending the blonde into his own earth shattering orgasm, his hips flush against you as he feed you another thick and sticky load.

He pressed his lips against yours, lazily licking into your mouth to savor whatever else he could, your arms and legs dropping limply in pure exhaustion.

Aether pulled out with a hiss, sitting back to watch with blown eyes as your mixed cum slowly dribbled out of your abused cunt.

You felt your heavy eyes close, wanting nothing more than to return home and let sleep take hold of you forever. The feel of rough hands flipping you onto your tummy however had you panicking once again.

“Surely you don’t think I’m done with you yet?” Aether smiled sweetly at you, lifting your hips up with a lick of his lips.

[l1tw1ck]

dainther reunion headcanons when /threat (/lighthearted) (/not forced)

Reunion

bottom!ex-abyss prince aether x top!dainsleif

i almost forgot im a smut account 😭

CW: Soft Sex

☆ Aether isn't nearly as happen to see Dain as Dain is to see Aether

☆ Their last conversation didn't end so well and Aether's been holding a grudge. Dain, on the other hand, had been searching and hoping to see him again

☆ It takes a lot of time for Aether to warm up to Dain again. Especially because he was apart of the reason why the abyss order disbanded

☆ Eventually though, he ends up falling for him again

☆ They never really dated each other nor anybody else so it's very awkward between the two of them

☆ Aether tends to take the lead most of the time. He's usually the first to lean in for a kiss or the first to reach out for the other's hand

☆ It's not that Dain is too nervous to be affectionate, far from it, he's just worried that Aether'll take it badly. He doesn't want to push his luck with him

☆ Dain isn't really the type to share his feelings and concerns so it took a little bit but Aether eventually caught on and told him not to worry about that

☆ He eventually started to become bolder. If there was a score board for who got the other flustered the most, Dain would be winning

☆ Thanks to Aether, he's not afraid to show his love. He doesn't say much aside from soft "I love you"s and instead shows it through his actions

☆ Aether quickly realized that's his love language and felt a little bad for sort of being the reason he never got to express it

☆ With the help of Lisa, they decided to do all the things they missed out on. Starting with dates

☆ Dain would take Aether to his favorite parts of Tevyat and Aether would bring him to nice places or plan dates at home

☆ The first date was Aether's idea. They had dinner at the Cat's Tail and came back to Aether's to "watch a movie"

☆ Dain took it literally and was pretty surprised to see Aether pull out a packet of condoms, courtesy of Jean

☆ He recovered fast though, he was very eager to finally have sex with the love of his life

☆ They're both virgins so it wasn't very "sexy" per se, but they got the hang of it eventually

☆ Dain fell in love with the sounds Aether made when he touched him. He's never seen anything hotter than Aether's orgasm face

☆ There was a lot of kissing. A lot.

☆ They held hands as Dain penetrated him

☆ Dainsleif went slow. He made sure Aether felt good and comfortable the whole time. He focused almost completely on Aether's pleasure

☆ Aether soon came to find out how sensitive his body really is. He felt like he was floating the whole time

☆ Aether's nipples were sore by the end of it

☆ Dain suggested showering together afterwards and that resulted in a second round

"You're doing so well, Aether.." Dainsleif murmurs, slowly thrusting inside of the blond. "Does it hurt?" Aether shakes his head. "Feels good.." Dain blushes. He sounds so cute.

i definitely could've written more but i'll stop here 😭😭

[herwritingartcowboy]

“The OG”

A/n: This is the first smut of my series

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Fandom: Genshin Impact

Character(s): Aether

Warning(s): Smut, Nsfw, Sub Male, 

Readers Gender: Gn

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For a good while Aether didn’t like your flirtatious nature as the ruler of the abyss you will need an heir and to get an heir you need a breeding machine. So when you set your eyes on a traveler named Aether you took it to your hands to have him. You helped him in his quest as you gained his trust, making him put his guard down around you as you used your manipulation to make his way to his heart. As there were times he tried to push you, you would just make your way back into his mind again making him putty in your hands. And that is how you two are here right now.

“You know we can’t” “Huh why not”, you said kissing up the travelers neck with your hands around his waist. Aether put his hands on your cheeks pushing you away a bit. “Y/n please you know i want this but i have something more important to do” “Alright but before i let you go let me make you forever remember this night”.

You kissed down his stomach as he felt him wiggle around. “P-please Y/n” “Please what”, you said kissing around his area. “Please touch me”, with that taking off clothes from each of you. 

You pushed your fingers inside the mouth of the boy as you felt his tongue lick and suck on your fingers leaving them filled with his saliva. Taking your fingers out of his mouth you pushed them in his whole as he moaned out loud. “O-oh archons Fuck!” “You like that pretty boy” “Y-Yes Yes Yes”, Aethers moaned and grew louder as you picked up your paste. “Yes moan louder whore make everyone know who makes you feel this good” “Y/n!”. He came around your fingers making you smirk and sucking the cum on your fingers. 

You pushed yourself up now face to face with the traveler. “You ready for this whore” “Yes you know i am my majesty ” “Good answer boy”, You thrust into him as he moaned but being cut off by your lips crashing into his. Soon you leaned back pushing about the traveler's legs to his chest. Your thrusting became faster and roughers as you were about to reach your climax, “Y-your majesty, imma-imma cum” “Then do it baby, do it”. With one finale thrust you and Aether came as you collapsed next to him.

“So what time are you leaving tomorrow” “Well…i don’t have to leave tomorrow i can stay here for a bit” “That sounds good”. You said as you pulled Aether closer to you smirking to yourself.

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