And now they know…

synopsis: someone accidentally finds out that you and your lover use things, that make your sexual life less boring.

pairing: Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Zhongli (separately) x fem!reader

tw: established relationship, pretty suggestive, mention of sex toys, shibari and pegging, very suggestive in Zhongli’s (usage of toys in public)

word count: 3.5k+ words in total

author’s note: let’s just imagine that their level of technical development allows these things to exist in their world ;D

Btw if you want to see the same scenario with other characters, you may suggest it in my askbox and we’ll see if my imagination decides to provide more

Diluc

• Usually it is Adelinde who tends to the master’s bedroom whenever the time comes. Being the head maid and serving first your husband and then you too, she has your absolute trust and whatever things she’d stumble upon - she’d never question.
• Not to mention you do not need to be a genius to know about your masters’ active sexual life with all those dirty sheets. If anything she is happy that you two share passion for each other not only as partners but as lovers too. 
• Either way, it should’ve been the usual day as always until it isn’t. There is a disaster in the kitchen that should be cleaned before you return from both of your shifts in Mondstadt and Adelinde has to be present to coordinate the process.
• That’s why she has no other choice but to send two of the younger maids to clean the master’s bedroom.
• Adelinde gives clear orders: change the bedding, bring the old one to the laundry along with any dirty clothes left in the basket, swipe dust and sweep the floors. Nothing difficult, the girls should be fine, she thinks.
• The girls are fine indeed for a few first tasks. The bedding is changed, laundry is collected in one heap and one of the maids hurries to bring it to the laundry room. The other meanwhile decides to start sweeping the floor
• And all is good until the broom hits something under the bed. Confused, she carefully bends down and spots a box hidden there.
• Curiosity killed a cat but not a maid. Working for the Ragnvindrs is a wonder itself, not only because the payment is amazing but the two masters are incredibly neat, so there is usually no extra work to do. But a box discarded under the bed? Doesn’t sound all that neat.
• Assuming one of you could’ve accidentally knocked it under the bed and forgot to throw it away, she decides to ask Adelinde what to do later.
• Right when she wants to set it aside the other maid returns. This one is even more curious than her colleague. The only difference? Her need to stick her nose where it doesn’t belong is uncontrollable. When else can you get a glimpse of the estimated couple’s privacy? That’s a chance worth a shot.
• With little persuasion done the lid is off and curious gazes are met with intricate red ropes of smooth but thick material laying there tied in a pretty bow.
• At first they are puzzled. Why would one keep ropes hidden in a box and under their bed? But then the realization hits. Not uttering a word they exchange glances, and almost as if on cue their cheeks start burning furiously. Their fantasy has gone wild.

“I-is that what i think it is?” The finder squeaks, eyes back on the ropes. “D-does Master use these to tie Lady’s wrists to the headboard and, and…” she swallows and then whispers, “d-do explicit things to her?”

The image of you with hands above your head, legs spread for your husband to fit in, fills their minds and provokes a more furious redness on their cheeks. That’s definitely not the thoughts one should have about their employers but it’s too delicious and scandalous to pass! Both of you are easily considered hot people, but being a married couple who involves some kinky stuff in the sex life? Oh Barbatos, that’s juicy.

“M-maybe he ties her whole body? These are long and I heard about that shibari technique from Inazuma…” says the other, carefully touching the ropes to test their strength.

“And what’s with it..?” The girl’s eyes widen in awe, mind trying to paint the picture of it.

“Well… her body’s immobility should allow Master to have her at his complete mercy. I’ve read it once in the novel "I was no one, but now I own the castle”. The male lead had the female lead all tied and sitting in his lap.“

"Ah! That can’t be!”

“It can! I also heard some people install hooks in their ceilings to hang the tied person in the air.”

As words are spoken, two sets of eyes dart to the ceiling. Nothing, and it almost feels disappointing.

“B-but why? It isn’t comfortable..?” the confusion is written all over her face as she once again tries to imagine it and has a hard time doing so.

“Um, I assume the man has the woman at his groin level, so-”

“Ahem, girls, are you done cleaning?”

“Eek!”

• Adelinde’s appearance spooks them to death and they hastily close the box, pushing it back under the bed. Getting an earful for not having finished the cleaning yet, both are sent out, so their superior can do it faster.
• On their way down the hall girls can’t stop fantasies of all the possible ways those devilishly looking ropes could be wrapped around their Lady’s body.
• Little do they know though that these ropes are more often used on your husband than on you, because at times you have to hold him back somehow in his vigorous attempts to pleasure you neglecting his own needs.
• Expect some strange rumor going around the manor about some alpha man and his helpless wife. You and Diluc only exchange glances full of perplexion whenever you hear the hushed whispers touching the topic.

Kaeya

• Strangely enough but your lover gave in to your pleas to do some redesigning of your shared apartment. Frankly speaking, it should’ve been done a long time ago as the man changed little to nothing from the times of the previous owner. Your reasoning of “our home should feel more like us” was quite convincing, so after making sure you budget allowed it, you went for it.
• Of course in the end you both were extremely proud of the result of months of your hard work. Working your normal jobs and spending most of the free time on your apartment was tough, but you absolutely nailed it.
• It totally deserved a celebration. To present your renovations you invited your closest friends such as Rosaria and Venti. Diluc also promised to stop by (with more than one bottle of fine alcohol as your boyfriend and his two friends hoped), but was going to be late with no one being able to look after the tavern.
• Meanwhile the sister of the church and the deity of the said church are led by you from room to room, showing the major and minor things you’ve changed. Venti is actually pretty curious asking about this and that, and Rosaria simply observes, but does give a couple of compliments for your and Kaeya’s choices.
• Things go like this until you hear a ‘babe, come here for a moment!’ from the kitchen and have to leave the two in your bedroom, giving them permission to roam further if they’d like to.
• Well, the bedroom is definitely not a room they’d like to get more looks at, though the new bed you’ve gotten looks pretty nice and comfy. Venti, being the shameless person he is, doesn’t think twice and falls back first across the bed, bouncing a bit from the impact with the mattress.
• Rosaria can only shake her head at the bard’s happy giggles and praise of how the bed felt. She watches him squirming further and further until his head almost hangs on the other side of the furniture. And his beret starts to fall.
• Throwing his arm back and trying to catch it, Venti arches a little and his gaze lands right under the wardrobe. With eyes wide he suddenly sits up, alerting the rosewood haired woman, and hops off.
• In confusion Rosaria watches him round the bed and fall onto his knees in front of the wardrobe, crouching and reaching for something under it. Her eyes widen too when she sees the source of Venti’s excitement.
• That is the box used by Dawn Winery to pack one of the most exquisite wines. The 'cost me a fortune’ wines! Just how the hell did Kaeya manage to get his hands on something like this!? And never telling his friends? Outrageous.
• Venti seems to have the very same thoughts. Aside from that his fingers tremble and eyes shine with figurative stars in them.
• The silent mutual understanding is reached: they have to at least take a peek at the treasure they’ve stumbled upon.
• So, the lid is off faster when one can say the word 'wine’.
• What they didn’t expect to see was quite a big collection of sexually entertaining tools. Blindfolds, nipple pins, gags, ties and a proudly lying diagonally massage wand vibrator.

“… am I seeing things?” Venti pokes the ball gag with his forefinger to make sure it isn’t a hallucination. He is aware he hasn’t even touched alcohol today yet, but who knows…

“You most definitely not,” the woman looks over the box’s contents, noting the wand is from a seller prouding himself for high quality of the goods and rightfully so.

“I feel betrayed though.”

“Me too.”

Who would’ve thought to put sex toys in the wine box!? Well, apparently you two, appearing in the doorway of your bedroom.

“Venti, Rosaria, we’ve been calling your names for some time now, have you gone deaf-”

Your words are cut short when you notice what has them so occupied. As Rosaria lifts the vibrator your cheeks flush red and an embarrassed squeak leaves your mouth.

“What’s this Kaeya? Don’t tell me you can’t satisfy your girl anymore. I thought that a silver tongue of yours can do more than talking.”

“It most definitely can, Rosaria. Now tell me,” and he flashes her a teasing smile, “isn’t it unholy to hold something made for sin, huh, sister of the church?”

“Isn’t it stupid to put your stuff into the box like that!?” Venti knocks his knuckle against the lid with the logo of the Dawn Winery and the wine’s name. “Is your brother even aware of how you use the remnants of his production?”

There is a pause that makes you glance at your lover. You are met with a rare version of Kaeya - an embarrassed Kaeya.

“…don’t tell Diluc.”

“Oh no, we will.”

Childe

• Your relationship with Lumine is…interesting to say the least. She fights the man you date on a weekly basis, you treat the said man’s wounds and bruises after said fights and listen to his excited summaries of those 'sparring sessions’ as he calls them.
• How much in common you and the blond Traveler have - a whole ass Snezhnayan man. Why not try for a friendship then? Or whatever was your reasoning when you first approached her with a welcoming smile and introduced yourself as Childe’s girlfriend.
• The Harbinger’sgirlfriend.
• Needless to say both Lumine and her floating companion were pretty much alerted and for the longest time extremely cautious around you. They couldn’t wrap their minds around how that menace and epitome of destruction of a man could have such a patient and lovely significant other. At one point Lumine even straight away asked you if you were being held hostage by the ginger, to which you only snorted and laughed, assuring her you were fine and free.
• When being asked if you held any grudge against her for getting in fights with your boyfriend you only roll your eyes. 'If he enjoys his butt being kicked, so be it’ you simply shrug your shoulders. You know Childe’s limits and you know he is going to be fine anyway. Honestly you can thank Lumine, because when the ginger comes home after having been knocked around by her he becomes so clingy and seeks your attention which is always cute. No need for her to know though, you are not that mean to ruin Tartaglia’s Fatui image.
• Time flies by and eventually Lumine warms up to you gradually, even Paimon learns that it’s okay to consider you separately from your boyfriend. In the end both are impressed that there were no hard feelings on the plate and you’ve managed to befriend them.
• One time you decide to bring them over to your house for lunch. Childe was sent on a mission that’ll last for a couple of days, so you can peacefully invite your new friends without your boyfriend picking a fight with them (there were occasions when the four of you were out together and you and Paimon had to physically stop the blond and the ginger from drawing their weapons out. Sometimes you really wanted to bonk your man for being so adrenaline thirsty).
• Giving your guests a quick tour around the house, you apologize for having to leave them to their own devices so you can finish the cooking and let them roam the rooms as they please.
• Paimon being Paimon quickly suggests searching for mora. To Lumine’s disapproving gaze she only shrugs her shoulders. 'C'mon, this Fatui bastard’s pockets run deep! No one is gonna get harmed if we lend some’.
• And she starts roaming on the shelves. Lumine can already imagine how much she’ll have to apologize in front of you for Paimon’s behavior. Knowing that her traveling companion is stubborn and hard to convince otherwise unless food or, well, morais included, the young woman averts her eyes to rid herself of guilt.
• That’s when she notices a suspiciously looking box. It pretty much could be some Fatui related stuff, some plans, some schemes or anything to harm people.
• Lumine does trust you now but she doesn’t forget who you are sharing the house with. Stealing isn’t good but if it is something dangerous, she can grab it and dispose of it later.

Making sure no approaching steps are heard, she quickly and quietly walks to the box and without any noise opens it.

“What the-” she chokes on her own words almost immediately, staring at the box’s contents with heat rising to her cheeks. While not involved in a relationship she is (thanks to certain connoisseurs from Mondstadt) aware of what the things inside are. 

A strap on, butt plugs and cock rings with a couple of bottles of lube are laid neatly on the bottom of the box. At the moment Lumine has millions of questions she is not sure she wants to hear answers to.

“Hey, girls!” The voice startles her, head jerking to the room entrance where you are standing with a cute apron over your dress. “Food is ready, we can start.”

“Food!” Search and everything else forgotten Paimon is out of the room in a second. Meanwhile you fix the still clutching the box top Traveler with your eyes and then warmly chuckle.

“Oh, so you found our little fun box? Sorry you had to see that, I probably forgot to put it away to a safer place.”

Lumine has finally snapped out of her stupor, rushing to close the box.

“Wha- why is it you who apologizes??”

“Because I invited you and should’ve paid more attention to cleaning,” you are not phased at all, walking to her and accepting the box from her trembling hands. “No big deal though, I kind of expected you two would explore this place.”

“You peg Childe?” The question is out before Lumine can stop herself. You watch in amusement how she realizes what she’s done and covers her mouth with her hands.

“Well, yeah. Even though this man treats the bedroom as a battlefield too, sometimes he turns into a huge sub.”

“What? How? But he is-”

“Tough, strong and intimidating Fatui Harbinger, yes, you are correct. But once he returns home he becomes a completely different person, desiring for nothing more than to cuddle or to get the stress fucked out of his body. Sometimes he has me. Other times he asks me to peg him and destroy him completely. Ah, yeah, the cock rings are for punishment. Comes in handy every week when he provokes you for a sparring session… again, sorry that you have to deal with it.”

Lumine only nods absentmindedly as you lead her to the dining room, eyes blank and thoughts swirling around the image of theTartaglia being bossed by his girlfriend in the bedroom…

Zhongli

• Having dinner with your husband and either his boss or his friend (?) isn’t an uncommon thing. This time however you agreed to meet as the company of four. There’s been a lot of stuff going around lately that is absolutely worth sharing with each other.
• As you and your husband discuss your plans for the evening you reach an agreement to succumb to the passion of lovemaking right when you come home from dinner. It’s been awhile since you had a night to spend together doing more than just cuddling in bed. Work has been exhausting and one of you usually falls asleep before kisses could lead to something more.
• With this fact taken into consideration, you come to a realization that by the end of the evening either you or Zhongli is going to be impatient to get into bed. But you haven’t been penetrated for quite some time and you are oh so tight for Zhongli to dive right in. So to prepare you beforehand, your considerate lover suggests an idea.
• He is well-versed in creating things, so making a nice smooth dildo with his geo powers, just a size or too smaller than him, was nothing to the man.
• His hungry eyes are drinking in the sight of how the lubed cool toy is fitting inside of your pussy, walls constricting and you producing the sweetest little pants and whines. It is so hard not to throw the dinner out of the window and have you right there and then.
• However the stoic man manages. Now the toy is snuggly filling you, keeping your walls stretched and prepared for what is going to come later. Zhongli has warned you though that since the toy is made from a high-quality mineral (the fanciest stuff for his beloved wife), he is able to control it with his geo powers and is going to use it to send some vibrations to keep you wet and lubricated.
• You would’ve never guessed your husband could be this perverted but the thought makes you clench. Not to mention you have been dying to try something different from your usual lovemaking, and this is a new sexual experience, should be a safe one too.
• Until it isn’t.
• You do not have problems with sitting here, enjoying your meal and conversing with Hu Tao and Childe. Occasional vibrations in your core are not something you can’t handle. They keep you excited but not to the point where you’d start squirming in your seat uncomfortably.
• However pretty soon your husband seems to get lost in some topic. You are not sure how exactly his geo controlling works, but it appears to be by some hand movements, because the more he starts gesticulating the stronger and faster the vibrations become.
• It gets hot, unbearably so and you tug on the collar of your attire. Thighs squeeze together and tremble with how intense the pleasure is.

“Y/N?” You practically bolt in your seat when the ginger sitting close to you calls you quietly not to ruin Zhongli and Hu Tao’s heated discussion. “Are you alright? You are pretty red and, pardon me, sweaty. Is it the spices? Do you need me to accompany you outside for some fresh air?”

Oh, it is very sweet of him and normally you’d thank him and accept the offer, but you just know, if you try to move more than an inch, you’ll have a very hard time.

“N-no, Childe, everything is fine!” You answer as quietly, fearing your voice will betray you. “Just need some time, nothing more, I promise,” you try to smile at him, desperately ignoring the shiver rolling down your spine and how soaked your panties have gotten. You think you convinced him, you think you can manage it through the dinner, you just need to touch your husband’s shoulder and ask him to-

And then Zhongli snaps his fingers. Your face first pales and then bursts with a crimson blush, quickly covered by both of your hands. And even like that you produce a pretty audible whiny moan.

Oh Geo Archon, you’ve just came. In a public place, with your friends nearby and from a toy.

Childe’s eyes stare at you shocked, but it’s not like you see it with your eyes closed shut. Zhongli finally notices the state you are in as his sensitive ears catch your sexy sound and nostrils breathe in the sweet scent of your arousal only he can sense.

The vibrations instantly stop and a strong arm in a brown coat sleeve is wrapped around your shoulder. You hear his soft hushes near your ear, that try to break through the fog in your mind and you absentmindedly lean into his body, desperately desiring him close.

“Well, well, Mr Zhongli…” Childe has a shit-eating grin on his face. He waits for Hu Tao to leave with a promise to get you some water and chuckles, watching the two of you with his dark eyes. “I didn’t take you for someone who would use toys and in public no less… ah~ that’s a story worth retelling you in the future to see your embarrassed faces again.”

• Needless to say you leave earlier, because the dull ache in your core and Childe’s dirty glances are impossibly hard to ignore.

Sun-kissed

synopsis: your lover spends too much time under the sun and gets cute freckles!

pairing: Childe x fem!reader; Diluc x fem!reader

tw: pure fluff, established relationship

word count: 1.2k+ for Childe, 1k+ for Diluc

• Childe

*moyá tsarévna - from Russian “my princess”, since basically tsarevna is a daughter of tsaritsa (hystorical analogue for queen). No relation to Tsaritsa though, simply a term of endearment!

“Should’ve worn a warmer sweater under,” you grumble, shivering a bit when the chill of the late morning seeped through your coat and creeped under your skin.

Lately, you’ve found yourself taking walks in a grove not so far from your house, enjoying the crunching sounds of the snow with every step you take and whiteness taking over your vision.

The grove looks like a perfect picture worth being drawn - pines, firs and larches clad in pretty dresses of the purest color and frozen crystals shining in the light of the pale sun - that’s Snezhnaya in all its natural beauty.

This fairy tail atmosphere, that morning walks let you bask in, helps to keep your mind relaxed before diving into daily routine. Usually you take a whole hour to wander among the trees, thinking of everything and nothing, occasionally feeding squirrels and trying to hit the farthest trunk with a snowball.

However today it seems to be colder than usual and you have to shorten your walk - coming down with something later would do you no good.

Readjusting your scarf to cover mouth and nose, you scurry out of the grove and to the buildings of your district.

It is when you are walking down the street two gloved hands appear in your sight and your body instantly stiffens for a moment, but it’s enough for the person to cover your eyes. Dread sets in your heart and your only just relaxed mind is put into frenzy and screams to escape, to turn and punch the assaulter in the stomach.

He, and you are sure it is a ‘he’, appears to have guessed your thoughts and one hand leaves your face, snaking under your arm and securely embracing your waist, pressing your back to his chest. The other hand is big enough to keep both of your eyes covered.

As you are ready to scream and twist your body a hearty chuckle brushes against your ear and you stiffen again. However this time you almost immediately relax.

“Guess who~?”

Heart is thumping in your chest like crazy and you want to hit him so badly - who would willingly give their lover a heart attack!? Yes, you are extremely happy to know your lover has just returned from his stay in Liyue but still, he could’ve been nicer about his appearance!

“Childe!” you exclaim angrily, lifting your hands to lower the scarf - dump from your warm erratic breath - and then reaching to pry his hand from your eyes. But he doesn’t budge, only pressing his chest closer to you.

“Wrong answer, my little menace~”

You are sure he can feel how you roll your eyes through the material of his warm gloves.

“Alright, Ajax, stop-”

“Wroooong,” he whines, and you feel how something cold touches your slightly warmer cheek. Oh no, he is making that 'squish your cheek to your lover’s’ and make them melt. More like annoyed.

“Babe, I am not calling you that-”

“But why not?” You are sure he pouts, nuzzling you with his nose, which is also cold. “I’ve just returned and you don’t want to call me that one word? Why?”

“Maybe because we are not married yet? And we are not gonna if you keep pressing your palm to my eyes!" 

With this little threat (that you actually didn’t mean at all) he finally draws his hand away and softly grabs your side, twirling you around and trapping in his embrace again, but this time with both arms snuggly wrapped around your waist.

You gaze into his deep blue eyes and suddenly all of the anger disappears, being replaced with longing that has been tugging on your heart for the months he was away.

"Hey,” you say almost shyly, reaching your arms to his neck

“Hi,” he smiles, and then presses your foreheads together, sighing in bliss. “I missed you.”

“I missed you more, gingerhead.”

“You did?” he stares into your eyes and you can care less for anything else except these two voids of endless ocean.

“Mhm,” you hum, rubbing your forehead against his. “You owe me kisses, cuddles and stories from your several months long trip to Liyue. But first, we are going inside, I am starting to get cold.”

“Your wish is my command, moyа́ tsarévna*.”

The nickname draws a bigger smile on your face, which quickly dissipates into a gasp and a squeal, when he effortlessly throws you over his shoulder and turns around to march straight to your house.

Only when you are inside, undressed from layers of warm clothes, with Childe out of the bathroom, clean and fresh, you settle down on the couch in your living room. You cannot pass the opportunity and almost instantly reach for his face, cupping it with both hands, to bring it closer to your eyes so they can drink in every little feature.

That’s when you finally notice something that wasn’t there the last time you saw him, and it makes your eyes widen.

“Ajax, you have freckles!” Squishing his cheeks a little, you draw his face even closer, looking at each ginger spot, adorning his nose, cheeks and, oh Tsaritsa, even his neck!

“Ah, right, my brothers and sister said so when I went home to tell my family that I’ll go fetch you first and bring you over. Though I wanted to spend some time alone with you first,” when he sees you are not listening, your attention fully absorbed by his face, he pouts. Here he is, declaring how much he missed you, willing for once to put a lasting visit to you before one to his family, and you are not even focusing on his words!

“Come on, it’s nothing special. Spent too much time out under the sun of Liyue probably,” nonchalantly shrugs his shoulders, lifting his hands to pry yours off of his face.

“You are so pretty like that,” he freezes. The eleventh Harbinger may be a cheeky cocky bastard, but once you give him a non-flirtatious genuine compliment, he loses his composure. Meanwhile your thumbs caress his cheeks fondly, an adorning smile plastered on your face.

“You know we usually don’t get a lot of bright sunlight here in Snezhnaya, right?” That was true, natives usually have freckles only if they are passed with the parent genes, like in Teucer’s case. “On you it looks like you have been sun-kissed! It’s super cool, Ajax." 

"Sun-kissed…” he murmurs and then chuckles, shaking his head and reaching his arms to grab your waist. With a new squeal of yours he drags you in his lap, situating your legs on both sides of his hips as your arms wrap around his shoulders.

“Oof, what was that for?” You glance down when he buries his face in your neck, lips pressed to your skin.

“Well, the sun has kissed me but my girlfriend hasn’t, that’s not fair. I want my kisses, give them to me!”

• Diluc

Giggles ring in the living room as he falls on his back, dragging you even closer on top of him. Ajax feels nothing about the ginger dots littering his skin but your reaction amuses him. Maybe next time he’ll take you to Liyue with him. That way he’ll get to kiss you and be kissed by you every day.

There are many reasons why you like summer and look forward to it every year.

Warm breezes that feel like blessings after days of scorching sun; flowers and trees blooming with birds chirping on their branches; seeing children of Mondstadt running and playing outside… Nature feels so inviting with warm grass under your bare feet, the way the sun warms your skin and pools of cool water being a relief after hours of walking.

Yet the main reason is the beginning of the grape harvest season. While it brings much more work onto your plate, and it’s been so ever since you said 'i do’ at the altar and became Mrs Ragnvindr, you do not mind as it gives you opportunity to help and lessen your beloved’s workload.

The prize is oh so sweet, when you return home after days in Mondstadt, tending to the papers and occasionally checking on Angel’s Share, and spot your husband in the wineyard among his workers. Rolled up sleeves and pant legs bare his strong arms and legs, you can even see how muscles move under the skin from afar. His long hair is tied in a rather quick but secure bun with only a couple of strands sticking out. But even those are glued to his sweaty forehead as he’s spent hours under the summer sun, inspecting the fruits of several months of work and giving orders to his people.

In moments like this you can’t help but stop and admire him. How appealing your husband looks with that concentrated look on his face, eyes fixed on yet another bunch of grapes resting on his palm, wrist twisting and turning to give a better look at full juicy berries to detect any sign of unripeness.

Not to mention that his pale, almost snowy skin finally gets some color in places not covered by his clothes. Diluc pays no mind to it but usually huffs in amusement when you trace your finger over the lines in places where one shade goes into another.

Sometimes you get particularly lucky and get a chance to ogle him with his upper body completely naked. Of course you’ve seen the view before, you’ve seen much more than just his naked torso, but seeing him in a minimal set of clothes out of the house isn’t something that happens a lot. More than once have you been caught by Adelinde eating your husband with your eyes, the maid always giving you a teasing smirk and passing you a jug with cool water she was meant to bring to her master. But receiving it directly from a loving caring wife is much better, no?

The best thing though, that happens every year without fail, is Diluc getting his skin littered with freckles. Nose, cheeks, neck and even his wide chestreceive the sun’s attention and, as a result, yours too.

You practically become glued to him whenever you have a break. It doesn’t matter if it’s scorching outside, you are still going to be not so far from your husband either simply sunbathing or holding a conversation with him. If he moves further down the yard, you move your lounge chair too, if he turns to address his workers, your gaze travels over the expanse of his back, and if he takes a break…

You have a hard time not to pounce on Diluc. Is it really possible to fight the temptation? When he smells like summer: fresh, hot with the lingering scent of grape and birch wood from the baskets they use to collect grapes. You inhale him with eyes  closed in bliss, nose pressed to his exposed neck, fingers holding onto the sides of his almost completely open shirt.

Then your lips start pressing kisses to his skin, trying to cover as much territory of his neck and chest as you can, and that’s when Diluc’s cheeks start to burn. He is very thankful for his back being turned to everyone else and his physique being big enough to hide your body and not let them see your sudden loving attack on him.

“Darling…” he hoarsely murmurs and you kiss his bobbing Adam’s apple. “What are you doing?”

Your pretty eyes he adores so much slowly flutter open and you gaze at him as if he has just asked about the most obvious thing (and he has). But it’s hard not to tease him, when his cheeks flush such a pretty color, blush spreading to his neck. 

“Mmm, who knows… maybe your wife is jealous of the sun for having kissed your skin for days I was away doing work and trade. Giving you kisses is my job and no one else’s!”

You open his shirt and, before he can react, snake your arms around his torso, fingers instantly drawing patterns on his back, gently running over each scar met on their way.

“You know, I can feel how wet your shirt is against the backs of my hands. Maybe you should shed it completely and let me kiss you all over your booodyy,” you almost whine, rubbing your nose between his pecs.

Getting redder and redder Diluc puts his hands on your shoulders, but doesn’t really try to push you back.

“Love, I am sweaty, you shouldn’t be pressing your body to mine like that…”

“It’s melting hot, 'Luc,” you state, not taking your face away from his chest, “and I am sweaty too, so I don’t really care.”

The man sighs, defeated, fingers on your shoulders softly squeezing them.

“You do this every year, I should’ve gotten used to it already…”

“Heh, yet you have not. Every year you get these magneticfreckles, every year I do this and every year you enjoy it. Am I not right?”

Diluc sighs again, knowing that you are absolutely right. It strokes his ego that you find everything about him appealing and have this radiance in your eyes whenever you gaze at him even after years of marriage.

“Let’s get inside the winery. It looks like you are not going to let me work anymore today.”

“Mmmm, alright! Go give your men orders, I’ll ask the maids to draw a bath!” you smooch his freckles-littered check and, after unwrapping your arms from around him, hurry to the house.

Diluc watches you fondly, fingertips barely grazing the kissed patch of his skin.

With you in his life, he started to love summer too.

Home

synopsis: Teucer can’t wait for his brother’s return and you happily volunteer to accompany him to the docks.

pairing:Childe x fem!reader ft Teucer

tw: pure fluff, established relationship, usage of Childe’s real name 

word count:1.3k+ words

“Look, look, it’s coming!”

You softly smile at the boy perched in your arms. Teucer has one arm wrapped around your neck, the other pointing forward, at the ship from Liyue approaching the docks. His cheeks and the tip of his nose are rosy from the cold, as you’ve been waiting here for some time - the boy was too excited to be the first one to greet his older brother.

Initially the plan was to wait for Ajax at home, since it was quite the frosty afternoon, and you came over to help his parents and siblings with preparations. His mom and dad absolutely adore you and are always happy to have their eldest son’s girlfriend over. It wasn’t once or twice when you stayed with them and watched after the kids. It was actually really comforting to you, playing with them and listening to different stories about your lover (doesn’t matter that some stories have been told for the 10th time, you still loved them like the first). Ajax is away a lot, unsurprisingly, given his occupation as the Fatui Harbinger, and sometimes you can’t help but feel lonely. His family is more than glad to help you cope with that.

But he doesn’t forget about you: he always makes sure to send at least one stack of letters a week, so there is always a letter to each of his family members, you included.

Thus, when the last letter came in which he notified you about his return to Snezhnaya, Teucer wouldn’t stop talking about how excited he was (of course Tonya and Anthon were thrilled too, they haven’t seen Childe for a couple of months, but to Teucer big brother seems to have such a special place in heart, for which he always gets teased by his sister). That’s why the ginger-haired boy nearly cried when his mom said he couldn’t go to the docks since both her and dad would be busy with the preparation, and there was no way they’d let him go unsupervised with a chance of a blizzard coming.

Your soft heart ached by one look at two eyes, so similar to your boyfriend’s, on the verge of tears. So you offered to accompany and watch him, assuring the worried woman that he’d be completely safe with you. Always was and always will be.

For a couple of moments she was reluctant, but seeing the hopeful look in those big bright blue eyes, she gave up. She made him wear layers upon layers of warm clothes though. You too, of course, and for that you are very grateful.

The wind seems to pick up and you carefully bounce the happy child in your arms to warm both of you with at least some movement. His gleeful laughter makes you smile, hand reaching to readjust his scarf. From the corner of your eye you see the big ship come closer and closer.

“Big sis, big sis, are you excited!?” Teucer turns to you, eyes wide and shining. “Oh, your cheeks are so red! Like a bullfinch breast!”

You chuckle. True, the cold has been biting on your skin for awhile, and now it hurts to smile widely. You have no idea how Teucer manages to still do it.

“Yours too, baby. Like a ripe ashberry,” the boy scrunches his nose and shows his tongue.

“Ashberry is bitter!”

“But bullfinches loooove ashberry,” you reason, pressing a kiss to his scrunched nose. “Just like I love you. Maybe I should get a bite!”

“Nooo!” hands in mittens dart to cover his nose and you both giggle. Ah, he is too adorable for his own good. You wonder if Ajax was the same when he was little: lively, giggly and absolutely cute.

A loud sound draws your attention back to the ship. While you two were busy being dorks, it has finally docked and anchored. As a ramp is being arranged for passengers to get off the ship, you make your way closer. Legs protest a little after being stuck in one place out in the cold, but you make them move by your own excitement bubbling in your chest.

A moment passes, people start to step onto the wooden boards, the last thing before they can finally stand on solid ground.

Another moment passes, Teucer stirs impatiently. People go and go but you don’t see the oh so familiar mop of ginger hair-

Ah, you finally spot it. Its owner doesn’t rush, as he doesn’t expect anyone to meet him before he reaches home. Alas, he should have more faith in his brother. 

Teucer twists and turns in your arms and you finally lower him on the ground.

“Please, don’t run, you can slip!” but he doesn’t listen to your words, already sprinting right to the tall lean figure clad in a thick grey warm coat.

“Biiiig broootheeeer!” at first Childe doesn’t understand what hit him in the legs as the commotion is too sudden to register the nearly battle cry. When he does understand his eyes first widen, then crinkle a little at the corners, arms dropping his travel bag and reaching down to scoop the boy up.

“Teucer! Isn’t it my cute little brother? I sure missed your face!”

“Big brother!” throwing his arms around the young man, the boy buries his face in his neck, tightening the hold.

“Oof, easy, easy. Now, tell me, did you run again from home alone?” even if he makes sure his voice is teasing and is not laced with worry he is worried. He still isn’t over that story when his little brother came all the way to Liyue just to see him. 

To his great relief Teucer shakes his head a no.

“Mama didn’t want to let me go! But then big sister Y/N said she’d come with me and mama agreed!” at the mention of your name, Childe’s heart skips a beat. Deep blue eyes start searching for you in the crowd and when they land on you, warmth spreads through his whole body. He missed his family, a whole lot missed, but without you by his side it was even more awful. Going to sleep and waking up without you by his side felt colder in Liyue than doing so with you in Snezhnaya. Going on and about his day without your soft scolding or teasing at times felt wrong, and lacking your affection… god, was he touch-starved.

Securely holding Teucer with one arm, he grabs his bag with the other and makes his way to you in long fast steps.

Before he can realize it you wrap yourself around him, mindful not to crush the boy. Childe is grateful he still has his face pressed to his neck, because the man can’t control himself at the moment. 

Lips connect in an almost desperate kiss and the ginger tries his best to maneuver the bag onto his wrist to wrap an arm around your waist. He nearly forgot how soft and warm you were, he nearly forgot what home really felt like.

“Hey there, wifey. I missed you,” he grins when the ‘too-forward’ petname, as you call it, flusters the hell out of you. But what can he do? He doesn’t see anyone except you as his 'partner for life’ candidate, you better start getting used to it.

“Missed you too Ajax,” oh your sweet angelic voice, he’s gonna make your talk a lot this evening; his stories can wait, he craves to hear more of that melodic sound.

“Aw, not gonna call me your hubby?” he laughs at your poor attempt to punch his shoulder. “Okay, okay, Ajax would suffice. Now,” he lets you take the bag, a now free hand wraps yours in a secure hold as you stand by his side ready to go, “let’s go home. It’s cold and I missed you all.”

You squeeze his palm, making the first step.

“Yes, love. Let’s go home.”

Masterlist,Part 1 of my Isekai universe

The silence of the Northland Bank made Childe feel restless. Business was slow today and there was no debt to collect much to his dismay. He flopped his head onto his desk and groaned. When he enlisted into the Fatui at his father’s behest, reviewing subordinate reports was NOT what he had in mind. This work is beneath him, the warrior decided. Unable to take the feeling of restlessness any longer, he rose from his leather chair and strode out of the Snezhnayan bank in search of battle.

….

Gallivanting through the golden fields of Lisha, the harbinger cleaned out several treasure hoarder camps as a warm up. They were far too easy and ever since his run-in with the Traveler, he has yet to find himself another worthy adversary. This fact made Childe sigh deeply. How was he going to get stronger now? Once he reached the top of the hill, he heard loud rumbling growls. There, at the bottom of the hill three geovishap hatchlings were running circles around you and a small figure hiding behind your back. The sight of you, the Divine Creator, took his breath away. But just as he was about to step in and rescue his damsel in distress, you raised your bow and shot an arrow directly into a hatchling’s eye. One down, two to go.

He expected nothing less from his fierce Creator and seeing as you had the situation under control, Tartaglia decided to sit back and enjoy the show. The seasoned Snezhnayan soldier was impressed by your accuracy, he could tell by your stiff movements that you haven’t been practicing archery for that long but your technique was perfect and he briefly wondered who your teacher was. What a talented Goddess you were!

Growing up in the eternal winters of Snezhnaya, people needed to be in constant movement to survive or the frostbite would claim them. As a child, Ajax loved the snow and would make snow angels with his baby sister Tonia, but at night, the boy was frightened stiff by the howling winds that would blow past their home. To ease his fears, his mother would often recount tales of Her Majesty the Tsaritsa and the Divine Creator, his favorites being the ones when they were children, just like him. The legend that his mother retold the most was when the Cryo Archeon mercilessly teased the Divine for being small, calling her ‘little goddess’ and this caused the Creator to cry. She cried and cried and wouldn’t stop crying until her tears collected into a hole nearby and turned into lake Baikal, the very lake where he and his father went ice fishing. As an adult, he looks back at the short time he spent in childhood fondly and just then, a thought occurs to him, if you granted him godly power as you have with your other disciples, his quest for conquering the world would be within his grasp. With this new goal in mind, he is determined now more than ever to become your apostle.

When the other hatchinglings noticed their fallen brethren, the remaining beasts bared their fangs and snarled. In a coordinated attack, the two vishaps dug their heels into the ground and charged. Shifting your eyes between your targets, you anticipated their movements and fired two arrows in quick succession. The creatures were dead before they hit the ground.

Sensing that the danger has now passed, you let out a shaky breath. You’ve never killed anything in your life before and before the nausea kicks in, you hear someone clapping for you, “not bad… not bad at all, Your Grace!” Strolling casually down the hill was the 11th Harbinger, Childe.  

You shot him an incredulous look with your arms raised, “Childe, you were here this whole time and you didn’t think of helping me?!” What the hell, dude that’s not cool at all, you thought to yourself.

He shrugged his shoulders and arrogantly smirked, “it looked like you had it under control. Besides, I wouldn’t have let anything happen to you if it got THAT bad.”

“Oh yeah?” You sneered, “tell that to your brother.” Jabbing your thumb behind you, you gestured to the little Snezhnayan boy crying softly.

“Brother!” The child cried, rushing toward the red headed man. The swagger that Ajax was carrying immediately dissipated as he picked Teucer up in his arms and held him close. Ajax was stunned, his thoughts were so consumed by you that he didn’t even notice that Teucer was in danger. This made him feel all the more grateful and humbled that you saved his little brother’s life and all the more enraged at himself for not protecting his family as he should have.

“I found him being chased by a swarm of geovishap hatchlings, I guess he disturbed their nest.” You said softly while tenderly rubbing Teucer’s back.

“I was so scared…” The boy cried onto his big brother’s shoulder. Childe in response held him tighter and buried his nose into Teucer’s hair. He smells just like home and to think he almost lost him….

“All that matters is that you’re safe now,” he said softly. “It’s been a long day, why don’t we go back to my house?” Teucer’s eyelids suddenly grew heavier and yawned, “can she come too?”

You glanced at the harbinger who nodded his head. You smiled gently at the boy, “yeah, I’ll come with you.”

By the time you all reached Liyue the waxing moon was revealing itself high in the sky. Not much was said during the trek as neither of you wanted to wake the sleeping boy who was snoring quietly on his shoulder. When you finally arrived at his home, it came as no surprise to you that his penthouse suite was luxurious as hell.

“Stay right here, I’ll be right back.” He whispers and carefully walks to his master bedroom and tucks Teucer in bed. Quietly closing the door, he makes his way over to you, only to find you walking around his living room with hands behind your back as if you were touring a curated art gallery. Finding the sight amusing, he chuckles. “If you keep walking around like that I’ll have to charge you an entrance fee.”  

Caught red-handed, your back straightened immediately in response and you smiled bashfully, “your home is so beautiful, I didn’t want to break anything.”

Tartaglia shrugged and stood in front of you, “these things here are replaceable.” He put his hand on your cheek and ran his thumb across your skin. “But you and my brother are not. I… should’ve helped you,” blue eyes filled with regret, he cast them downward in shame. “Well..” you began, leaning into his touch and placing your hand onto top of his, “it’s as you said. I did have everything under control and… I daresay I might be a better shot than you.” You claimed with a face full of mirth. Ajax let out a genuine laugh and turned to gaze at you.
“Let me take you to dinner… as thanks for saving Teucer.”

The poor little goddess didn’t stand a chance against him for you stared too deeply into the abyss of his ocean eyes and got swept away in his riptide.

“Ok.”

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AN: Stay tuned for part 2. I may or may not make part 2 more explicit and if I do, I’ll be posting that version on Archive of our own.