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“It’s not fair! It’s not fair!! THIS IS NOT FAIR AT ALL!!!”
Citlali’s angry screams rang throughout the dining hall, her fist slamming on the wooden table, soon followed by a loud bang. It wasn’t long after she entered the tavern and ordered two drinks. The customers had already paid for their food and left, knowing of the chaos that followed every time she came. But only one person remained seated next to her, not as consumed by alcohol as the pink-haired haired next to her.
Citlali ground her teeth as she stared at Aether’s face without a single sign of becoming as drunk as she was. “Whyyy am I the only one feelin’ dizzy?! We’ve had…” A hiccup jumped from her mouth. “…twenty drinks so far!”
Aether leaned against the table, resting his cheek over his hand as if today’s Citlali drunken rages were another day that ended in y for him. “You mean you had twenty. You drank all of the ones you bought me, Citlali.”
“Huh?” She glanced over at him, dumbfounded but clearly paying attention to his words.
“You drank all of my drinks.” Aether pointed towards the stack of empty cups in front of Citlali, way higher than any would think possible. “Not that it mattered since I told you I couldn’t drink to begin with.”
“That’s not the point…” She hiccupped again. “…Twenty issss… my standard, so we both should be drunk.”
Aether sighed, knowing he couldn’t win a battle of logic against a drunk. He stood up from his chair and placed a hand against her back to help soothe her so that she could turn sober. “Okay, Citlali, maybe we should go. Mavuika complained to me before about you drinking up the alcohol stock.”
“H-Hold on… I’m not done yet!” She shouted, trying to drink every last drop of her last cup, but she had emptied it minutes ago.
Aether lowered her arms and lifted her off the chair. “It’s getting really late, so I’ll walk you home. Is that alright?”
Citlali paused, her vision of Aether blurring and her balance clearly in disarray. Had it not been for him holding onto her, she would have collapsed on the ground. Accepting help from others was unbecoming of someone of her stature, but many of her colleagues argued the same for her bad drinking habits, not that she paid any mind to their opinions. At the very least, she was fine with Aether telling her she needed to stop, especially when her drinking came only from her curiosity about how much Aether could drink.
“Fine…” Citlali muttered, having no choice but to let Aether carry her home bridal style.
Even though her senses dulled from the amount of alcohol flowing through her blood, Citlali could still feel the sting of embarrassment from needing someone to carry her. To her, a powerful shaman of the Masters of the Night-Wind should require aid from others. She had an important image to maintain so that her tribe would not look foolish in visitors' eyes. Although she thought all this, none of her actions supported her beliefs. Quick to anger, always thinking of how she is perceived, and harbored a secret hobby too embarrassed to show to anyone. Citlali was a woman who always showed competency and maturity, but behind closed doors, she’s anything but.
Having Aether carry her numb body across Natlan, from the Stadium of the Sacred Flame back to her tribe, specifically her home, added yet another layer to Citlali’s self-esteem. Were anyone to catch the two of them together like this, she could hardly think of how that scenario would end.
“Here we are.”
Aether’s cheerful announcement made Citlali turn her head to the front entrance of her home. Still drunk, she tries to move away from Aether’s arms to try and open the door.
“Whoa, Citlali!” Aether exclaimed, trying to pull her back, fearing that the pink-haired might fall due to her current state.
“Leeet mee handle it…!” Citlali groaned, leering at Aether through her reddened face. “No one buuut me can enter…”
“I-I know, but…”
“Sheesh! Y-You don’t believe I can walk all the way here… did you?!” She pointed at the tree, thinking it was Aether.
Aether sighed and silently moved her finger towards him, no longer caring if Citlail was even listening to him.
“Hah, the silent treatment, huh?!” Citlali said, resting her hands on her hips before leaning further towards him, “Then you can consider thiiis conversation ooo—AH!”
Aether quickly caught Citlali, who was about to crash to the ground after losing her balance, as he feared she would. The blond shook his head at her awful state, but soon replaced his expression with a gentle smile.
“You don’t have to do everything on your own, Citlali,” he said, holding her shoulders tightly.
Citlali widened her eyes as she slowly looked up towards the blond traveler, her blush from the alcohol soon expanding into a blush of pure embarrassment. She wanted to move away, hide her eyes from the world, and scamper to a nearby bush — maybe even die. But Citlali kept her cool, though her mind felt numb and blurry as she felt his arm wrap around her waist, nearly brushing against her skin. Her heart thumped loudly as her breathing cracked against the clear air.
“Here, let me at least get you inside, and I’ll get out of your hair,” Aether said, guiding her body towards her front door.
Citlali sighed, knowing that he could read her thoughts, so she decided not to think about anything. Instead, she focused on what her heart said with each loud beat.
He was always there to help her.
He was always there to listen to her.
He was always there to accept her.
And yet… what have I done to show how much I appreciate him?
Aether stopped before the door and turned to Citlali, telling her that they were right next to the door. Citlali nodded and tried her best to remain balanced so that she could undo the lock. Once again, Aether took over, guiding her to the nearest chair for her to sit down.
“Th-Thank you…” Citlali muttered.
“Hm? Come again?” Aether asked.
Citali let out a series of hiccups, unable to repeat the words she had spoken prior.
“You’re still not sober yet?” He asked, sitting next to Citlali, paying close attention to the way she swayed side-to-side as if she would fall off her chair. Rubbing his hand across his neck as if dealing with someone high-maintenance, Aether moved to the kitchen to fetch her a cup of water to hand to her.
Citlail took the cup without hesitation and drank it as if it were yet another barrel of alcohol. She released a slow, deep breath after finishing, her body ceasing its constant swaying pattern. Her blurry vision became clear like glass, and her mind calmed down from the noise that had been ringing in it earlier. Citlali glanced over to Aether, but quickly turned away when she realized that up until now, she was completely drunk.
“Before you say anything, Aether….” She started, her eyes closed tightly. “I… didn’t say anything untoward to you, have I?”
Aether widened his eyes at first before he pondered to think of what she had said up until that point, but he had known her for so long that hardly anything she could say would offend him. He shook his head. “If you have, I didn’t take any offense to your words, Citlali.”
“Oh, that’s a relief,” Citlali opened her eyes and turned to Aether with a smile. “Thank you for… um… helping me get here.”
“It’s no problem at all. You were a bit…uh…” Aether rubbed his finger to his cheek.
Citlaili raised an eyebrow before quickly narrowing her gaze onto the hesitant boy. “I was a bit what?”
“Just a little…gung-ho on walking home on your own, that’s all.” He smiled through his blunt assessment on the past twenty-minute walk to her home, but one look at her angry face made him regret speaking his honest feelings. “I-I’m sorry, Citlali!
“Tch, the nerve of you!” Citlali shouted, her fists clenched, “What’s the trouble with me going home by myself?! I’ve done it countless times in all my years!!”
“I know, but I couldn’t just leave you at the stadium, and who knows what would happen if you walked home drunk on your own!”
“The worst that has happened during my blackouts was that Chasca or someone from the Flower-Feather Clan had to find me and bring me home! No problems! No injuries!! NOTHING!!!”
Aether raised his hands to protect himself from the angered shaman who leered at him, leaning further and further towards him with each yell she sent his way. He wasn’t upset that she decided to lecture her over something he considered mundane, but the traveler’s highest quality was his ability to understand other people’s views. Perhaps he did go overboard with offering her help all the time, especially when she had lived in Teyvat for so long; he wouldn’t be surprised if she, Yae Miko, and Ganyu all met each other as children.
But even so, Aether couldn’t get it out of his mind. That time when the Abyss assaulted all of Natlan. When he and Paimon started helping all the tribes fend off the invaders. When the sky grew darker. When, even with the help of the Pyro Archon and the Fatui Harbinger, too many lives were lost to the Abyssal horde. He remembered when he and Paimon slowly walked up to the dead bodies of warriors and Saurians who died before aid could reach them. Innocent civilians whom the monsters killed without mercy or hesitation.
“Citlali…” He whispered.
“What?!” She shouted angrily, “Am I so useless that I can’t—”
“I didn’t want you to be out there alone with no one around to help, Citlali!” Aether shouted, leaning into her this time, forcing her back.
“Ah…”
“You’re not useless! You’re not useless at all!!” He continued, slamming his hand on the table. “None of the people who fought and died in that war were useless either. They gave everything they had for this nation’s future, and yet they…”
Citlali paused, no longer thinking about how angry she was. She realized that his voice shook with each mention of death. Then her expression softened, the weight of the war leaning heavily against her back like a painful anvil. Even though death never came to a person as immortal as her, the warriors and Saurians who died in that dreadful war still had so much they were looking forward to. Meals to share with each other, parties to celebrate, or even just one single day, not having to worry about an impending attack from the Abyss. They will never experience the peace Citlali now had — the peace of being able to walk home without fear, even while drunk.
She bit her lip and stared into Aether’s eyes.
Aether moved his body back, his gaze remaining on hers, and his tone lowering once he knew she felt it too.
“I understand, Aether,” Citlail whispered, the stress on her shoulders clearly lifted by how she lowered them. “I’m… I’m sorry for…”
“No, no, no!” Aether quickly shouted, worried he might have played a dirty card by using the dead for his argument. “I should be apologizing. I shouldn’t have… brought up the dead in front of you. What I wanted to say was…”
“Ugh, will you please let me finish first, Aether?!” Citlali asked, “Geez, you can be so…!”
Aether tilted his head. “So…?”
She paused again and breathed a heavy, exhausted sigh. “Aether, you brought up a good point. A little poorly explained, but I get the gist. I should have considered how you felt at the moment. To be honest… I never had anyone worry about me walking across Natlan drunk beyond the gossips behind my back… so when you expressed your worries to me directly, I didn’t know how to handle it, and I likely lashed out at you while drunk. Not that my behavior while sober is anything to excuse either.”
“Citlali…”
“So… I’m deeply sorry for yelling at you, Aether. I hope I didn’t say anything that would destroy our companionship.”
Aether smiled at her apology and nodded. “It’s alright, Citlali. I’ll apologize for constantly nagging you... and for carrying you the way I did. From now on, I’ll simply carry you over my shoulder!”
Citlail pouted and smacked him on the arm for the poor joke. “How dare you?! Joking about carrying me like a child?! I’ve fought off the Abyss before you… uh…”
Aether smirked, knowing she couldn’t tell him that she had done this longer than he had been in diapers, because he, too, couldn’t age. “Whatever you say here can easily apply to you, too, Citlali.”
She groaned, waving her hand in defeat in the face of the obvious stump. However, hearing Aether chuckle a little caused a small smile to form on her face, one that purified her of all her angry thoughts prior. She glanced back at the laughing blonde again, beginning to understand what was so special about him. Were it anyone else — Ororon or Mualani or that annoying Ajaw — she would have them kicked all the way to the stratosphere.
But Aether’s bad joke lightened the weight on her heart. He took his arms out and lifted the anvil of time away from her body, light beaming from his gold eyes in a welcoming gesture. A true image of a hero in Citlali’s eyes, but Aether was more than even a hero. To her, Aether was…
“I…uh… guess it’s time to get some sleep, huh?” Aether asked nervously.
“Not yet…” Citlali replied so abruptly that it made the traveler turn to her with a bewildered expression. She turned her eyes away, her heart thumping once again. “First, I need to know… something. We can pretend this conversation never happened tomorrow.”
Aether studied the shaman from his chair, unaware of where this conversation would take him. “Really? I don’t think I could ever forget a conversation with her.” He thought to himself.
“Tch! You are going to forget this conversation one way or another, so don’t force my hand!” She shouted, clenching her fists.
“R-Riiiight! I promise to forget all this.” Aether said, timidly chuckling at himself for forgetting that Citlali could still hear his thoughts.
Citlali sighed, clearing her mind and calming her body of all tension before glancing toward Aether’s hand and then his eyes. “Aether. Does my bad temper… make me unattractive?”
“Huh?”
“I want… your most honest answer!” She continued, grabbing onto his hands and holding them tightly as she stared into his eyes with anticipation. “Please… Aether.”
Aether stared into her dark blue eyes that dazzled with her pink irises. He saw the longing behind them, the desire and hope for him to speak his honest feelings before thinking them. All his travels to the other five nations prior to Natlan had taught him that eyes were the windows to the soul while thoughts kept the deeper feelings closed behind a lock, yet in a twist of strange fate, both he and Citlali could reach each other’s thoughts. All he would need to do is simply think it, and the woman before him will know.
Instead, Aether chose to lock his fingers with Citlali, drawing out a surprised gasp from her. He pulled her close and continued staring into her eyes.
“I would be committing a terrible sin if I didn’t appreciate the beauty and tenderness you let me see in you, Citlali,” he whispered to her with a gentle smile that matched the words he used to describe her.
Citlali froze, her eyes staring blackly back into his golden eyes. With a small whimper, she whispered, “Beauty and tenderness…” Then it dawned on her the meaning behind those spoken words. “B-Beauty and tenderness?!” Her mind spiraled out of control, as if a machine had short-circuited, creating a large trail of black smoke.
“C-Citlali?!” Aether quickly caught Citlali, about to fall once again despite being sober. “Are you…?”
“He said that I’m a beauty….” Citlali whispered, clearly in a daze, her blushing completely consuming her face and spreading to her body.
Aether glanced down at her with worry, but soon started to smile at how happy she was. Her bright smile, shining like her tattoos, when using her Vision. Going a little overboard with his answer seemed like the bad move at first, but the rare expression on the shaman’s face made it all the more worth it.
Even more worth it was how her body felt in his hand. Slender yet soft, and light enough that he could carry her all the way to her bed and lay her on the bed. It was then that Aether’s mind spiraled too, his heart beating at the look of Citlali’s outfit. So unnatural, despite being a renowned shaman. Aether wondered if she wore this kind of outfit all the time, but then he noticed how much more skin she exposed, meaning she wanted to draw someone’s attention to her.
It was then that Aether realized that person was him. He looked into Citlali’s energetic eyes and the silent smile that remained on her face as she repeated ‘beauty’.
“Citlali…” Aether whispered, drawing her attention.
“Yes, Aether?” She replied, her heart beating so loudly that both could hear.
Aether closed his eyes and said nothing more.
“May I appreciate and protect the beautiful, precious woman that you are?” He requested in his mind.
“You don’t even need to ask… so long as I get to call you my dearest Aether.” She replied.
The world paused in their eyes. Time no longer existed… or perhaps it never existed for immortals such as they. Words no longer carried use, for their gaze towards one another spoke an infinity.
Citlali gladly took his head in her hands and locked lips with him, finally obtaining that which her heart longed for. True love. His lips, just as she expected, were soft. Even when he kissed back, he did so with the gentleness that a man ought to give to a lady, showing Citlali the truth behind Aether’s caring words. He followed her lead even though she was sure he would take control eventually. He cups her jaw lightly with one hand, a thumb resting against her cheekbone. The other remained at his side, for he hadn’t made a move to touch her.
Citlali broke the kiss and put a hand on his hip, drawing him towards her. “Don’t be shy, Aether,” she said. “Touch me…wherever you want.”
Aether didn’t hesitate to indulge her wants, settling over one of her thighs and lifting them so she could wrap them around his waist as they continued kissing against the table in her living room. With her other hand, Citlali ran nails through his blond hair. He sighed, increasing the pressure of his lips against hers and moving his hand to hold onto her shoulder. She brushed her tongue against his lip, and he opened his mouth, finally allowing her to deepen their kiss. The traveler let out a low moan, sending euphoric signals to Citlali’s mind that made her feel pleasure and satisfaction from being the one behind that lovely sound. He moaned even louder, his instincts kicking in as he pushed forward and nudged his knee against the sensitive area between her legs. Aether ran his left hand just below her ear and slipped his other hand under her shirt, caressing her bare back as he broke off from the kiss, allowing both lovers a chance to breathe while staring into each other’s eyes.
“I’ve had enough hiding our feelings from each other. I want to take them off, Aether. All of it.” She thought in her mind.
Aether brought her hands to his clothes, showing her all the buttons to take them off. “I’m tired of hiding it all, too, Citlali. It’s not like anyone can stop us from loving each other.”
Citlali’s skin grew warm. Aether’s voice piercing through her inner thoughts left the shaman shocked at first. It was that moment she felt that her façade of a tough, strict, and serious Granny Itztli would crash into the ground in a burning inferno, but Aether always complimented her true personality, finding it adorable. Instead of feeling demeaned and insulted, Citlali felt the loneliness that covered her heart finally lifting. No amount of words or expressions, or even lingering thoughts, could properly describe the relief she felt in her heart whenever he was around. And now, with all her heart, Citlali gathered the courage to speak her true feelings to Aether.
“I love you…with all my heart, Aether,” Citlali confessed. No hesitation or stuttering in her tongue. Only pure confidence in herself.
Aether paused to stare into her eyes, finding them more beautiful than the stars above them. He shook even though he had her wrapped around his arms in a tight hug. A smile formed as he kissed her on the lips again.
“I’ve always loved you too, Citlali,” he confessed, his hands reaching her back to undo her clothes, “And I want you more than all else in the world.”
“Then don’t you dare keep me waiting. Take me!”
His eyes widened with the determination of an excited strategist finally earning checkmate.
“Gladly!”
With his confidence ignited like a grand flame, Aether quickly undid Citlali’s dress, watching them fall apart to reveal more of her tattooed skin. The purple marks meshed well with her pure skin, her breasts modest but perfectly balanced between lusciousness and purity. Her curves kept his attention the most, like many other instances when her hips remained exposed just under her shorts and shaman skirt.
Aether panted a heavy, surprised breath as he gazed upon what he considered to be the pinnacle of beauty. The body of a woman whom he will soon take as his own, causing his arousal to burn through his pelvis that hardened against her remaining clothes.
He didn’t hold back anymore. Moving his hands down, he snaked his fingers against the bottom of her outfit that served as the outer wall to Citlali’s paradise. One single tug and he slid the walls to the side, exposing her entrance to the room temperature air. Citlali released a soft moan, sensing what was about to happen as Aether pressed her further against the table.
Aether traced his fingers around her lips, listening intently to her expectant, hungry pants as his other hand reached out to grope her breasts, giving them a firm squeeze. Another soft moan came out of her mouth, but he didn’t give her a chance to recover as he moved his fingers through her entrance, beginning to rub up and down into her.
Citlali arched her body into Aether, her body heating up at the thought of Aether’s fingers penetrating her body while he pleasured himself to her breasts. She had never experienced anything like what the traveler provided her. Sweet, delicious pleasure that caused her mouth to salivate instantly as she rocked against his fingers that moved in and out of her with rapid succession. She sighed as her breasts moved up and down with his hand movements. Her hands tightly gripped onto the table before she wrapped them around his neck, unable to even decide what to stabilize herself with.
Aether smiled at how wet the shaman got from his touch. His fingers explored the inside of her clitoris, claiming the territory while finding the walls to rub against. Each contact with a wall led to him rubbing circles around whatever he touched.
“Archons, you’re so wet, Citlali…” Aether whispered in her ear, continuing to explore her body.
“I…ah….know…ah! Ah! K-Keep…going!” Citlali moaned, tilting her head back to take in all the sexual pleasure that washed over her.
“No, don’t take your eyes away from me,” Aether said, reaching up to pull her head so that her blue eyes clung to his. “Yes… I want to see more of this side of you. Give it to me, Citlali.”
“Ah…ah! MMMPH!” Citlali’s moans became muffled between Aether’s lips, closing hers in a deep kiss. Her climax soon washed over his pussy, painting Aether’s fingers with hot, salty cum, but he continued fingering her, bringing her so much pleasure. “MMM! MMM!! MMMM!!!”
Aether slowed down so as not to overdo it with the pleasure. He pulled his fingers out, relishing in the beautiful moan she breathed at the absence. The traveler looked to his wet fingers, surprised at the amount of cum she squirted onto them before turning to her with a smile. “Goodness, I had a feeling you wanted me to do this to you, but I clearly underestimated just how…aroused a woman like you can be.”
“W-Well, excuse me for g-going centuries without the pleasure of… s-sex…” Citlali tried pathetically to make a witty reply, but her shaking body made her less menacing than she always made herself appear to others.
Aether chuckled before sucking in the cum on his fingers, cleaning them of all the stickiness right before her eyes to show her how he felt having a piece of her on him. He stared into her bewildered but delighted eyes, sparkling like a lake in the night. “Don’t worry, Citlali…”
Aether moved too fast for her mind to process. He grabbed her hips and quickly rotated her, pushing her body against the table. As Citlali let out a surprised yelp, Aether ripped off the bottom part of her outfit, completely exposing her bare ass to his pelvis. He leaned down and whispered to her.
“…I’ll be your first in centuries.”
“A-Aether…” Citlali whispered, turning back to see him take off his pants to reveal his hardened cock to her wet pussy. Her heart raced as she opened up her entrance. She read about these kinds of things in the romantic novels she read, but to see it all for real was completely different. Aether would soon place his cock inside her to fully claim her as his own. To that thought, idea, and future… Citlali smiled brighter than she had in all her countless years.
Aether rammed his cock far into her, bringing out a loud moan.
“Aaaah… Archons….I-It’s…” Her voice shook at the spread of her pussy to accommodate the new visitor inside her. Her hands shook on the table, and saliva dripped from her aroused mouth.
“So damn good, I know, Citlali,” Aether whispered through his groan as he started his slow, rhythmic slide against her walls, “But you deserve this. All your loneliness…your pain…your tears. It all ends….tonight…”
“Y-Yes…” She whispered, moving her ass into his thrusts to help the man she so loved.
Pelvis and ass slapped against each other as the two lovers moved in sync with one another. Aether’s grip on Citlali’s ass was tight. His pausing and groaning extended because of how soft and lush the flesh felt in his hands, much softer than her breasts. The traveler resisted the urge to kneed them, choosing instead to focus on his cock rubbing against her shaking walls. For a shaman, Citlali’s body was amazing.
“Such a lovely ass, Citlali…”
“A-Aether…?”
Aether completely ignored the rule behind the thoughts they both shared. Every dirty desire he wanted to indulge in was for Citlali to hear. He said no more nor thought no more and raised his hand high into the air before landing his palm against her ass cheek with a loud smack.
“AAAGH! A-A-AETH—AAAH!” Citlali screamed at the stinging pain of Aether’s hand hitting her ass. At first, she wondered if she did something wrong, but seeing and feeling how her ass jiggled against his pelvis thrusts and spanks, she quickly understood.
“S-Sorry, Citlali… I couldn’t…”
“No! Don’t…you dare apologize in your thoughts! KEEP GOING!”
Aether nodded, continuing to smack the shamans ass over and over, the sounds combining well with the constant monas ang groans that drowned out Citlali’s home. All the melodies formed into incomprehensible noise, quick but memorable only to them.
Citlali bit her lips at the sting on her skin, his spanking left behind. Each hit made her expand her walls more, accepting Aether’s cock to have free reign inside of her. The thrusts sped up, causing her to slam her fists onto the table to fight off the urge to climax prematurely.
“Fuck.”
“Citlali… I’m not going to stop.”
“Damn right you’re not going to,” she hissed.
Citlali couldn’t pinpoint the precise moment it happened. One second, she was desperately fighting off her urges. Next, she was about to have the most intense orgasm of her life.
“Ah… Ah! AH!! AETHER… ABOUT… TO…”
“Ngh! NGH!!” He grunted, his thrusts soon turning into quick jerks as his cock started twitching inside her.
The climax rushed through their bodies, Citlali’s lips cracked under pressure, causing her to jerk and twitch, and the flood of Aether’s semen hit her with such powerful force she squeezed her eyes shut. With a gasp, the shaman went slack, only moving when another tremor shook her body. Once again, Aether pulled out of her, her moans filling the room as her cum dripped out her entrance. Her mind was light as a feather at the reality of Aether having fucked her in the ass settling into her mind.
Aether lifted Citlali so that his chest touched her bare back. Her head rested against his shoulder, her body easily surrendering to his every movement. Holding her belly with his arms, he walked back towards the chair he had sat in previously and sat down with her sitting on top of his lap.
“Are you alright?” Aether asked, sounding oddly breathless.
“Yes,” she whispered, her heart racing as she noticed the position they were in. “But I do have to wonder how long we’ll both last tonight.”
He cracked a small smile, pulling her closer to him. “As long as we want, of course. Just relax. Stop and breathe for tonight with me. Think you can do that, Citlali?”
Perhaps his eagerness rubbed off on her, because it was uncharacteristically easy for Citlali to do so in her post-orgasm haze. She wanted to indulge in her burning desire while it lasted, waves of pleasure gently ebbing and flowing as her pussy teased his shaft. All the while, Aether stayed steady below her, as if waiting for his lover to make the first move.
To which Citlali answered by lifting herself up to feel the tip of his cock with her entrance, whimpering sweet mewls at the wet collision between the two.
Aether smiled, knowing how hungry she was for him. Tightly gripping her waist, he pulled her down his shaft, earning a sharp yelp from her.
“MMMPH! A-A-A-AH…. OOGH!”
Citlali’s mind scrambled and her body spasmed at the sudden filling of her sensitive pussy once empty of his cock previously. Her mouth hung upon, feeling the searing heat of her arousal consume her body as she felt Aether’s hands lift her up and down so that his cock could enter and reenter her in repetition. As he moved her up and down, Aether noticed how surprisingly light the shaman was in his hands, allowing him to move her even more and more onto his cock to draw out more pants of euphoria. The pleasure he provided her was everything she wanted all her years.
“Haah, Aether—” Citlali whimpered, her walls already tightening around him.
Aether groaned louder at the clench of her pussy, trying to hold back the coming orgasm so that he could pleasure her more. The only thing he could think of right off the bat was to lean into her bare neck and start kissing her skin. He left wet marks and hicks across her neck with each moan she released at how many sensations attacked her at once. His thrusts sped up more and more as his teeth lightly knawed at all the skin he could touch, especially the tattoos that showed small signs of lighting up.
“Oogh, A-Aether! I’m… Oh! Ah!! C-Cu—AAAH!!!” Citlali’s body jittered and her moans broke into sobs as she came buckets of her erection. Her legs trembled to the climax, soon feeling Aether’s reciprocal orgasm that shot more strands of hot semen into her pussy.
Ngh!!” Aether released a sharp groan as he jerked into her ass, holding her tightly with his arms before catching her flopping body with his chest. He peppered her forehead with kisses to give her time to relax from her third orgasm, happy that she managed to reach that number in a single night.
“Ah…ah…” Citlali’s chest moved up and down in his arms. She rubbed her stomach, feeling a strange feeling envelop her womb, as if something brewed inside. “Hah… Aether…”
“Yeah…” He whispered, slowly pulling out of her.
“You…ooogh…ah…” She couldn’t finish her thought, the emptiniess of her pussy taking hold her. She shook her head to regain her composure. “Thank you… I… I finally got the chance to experience this beautiful moment because of you.”
Aether smiled and stood up with her, kissing her passionately while holding her naked body against his own. His own thoughts continued as he kept kissing her.
“You’ve nothing to thank me for, Citlali. If anything, I should be thanking you for allowing me to see and hear your thoughts instead of locking me out.”
“I…I couldn’t bring myself to do such a thing,” she replied in her thoughts, “Ever since we talked that way, I always knew you were a special person. Part of me… secretly wished you were something more than even that.”
They broke the kiss, soon finding themselves on the bed with Citlali on top of Aether, smiling down at him as she whispered, “I wished that you would be the one I love.”
“Citlali…”
“So please… Aether…” Her lips quivered as she turned herself around so that her ass was right in fronto f him, her wet pussy ready for him while she looked down at his cock. “Can we please keep going until morning! I want this to LAST!!”
Aether smiled as he tightly gripped Citlali’s ass, earning a moan from her. “Then you’re in for a long night, my dear.”
He plunged his mouth through her pussy, relishing in how good she tasted — salty but sweet. Citlali simutaniously wrapped her lips around his shaft, her lips wrapping around the long shaft to feel the perfect skin of his cock mesh with her taste buds and saliva. Then she started moving her head up and down against the shaft, sucking off as much of Aether’s manhood as possible while he ate into her pussy like a delicious meal.
Moans of absolute, sheltered pleasure between the two adults rang throughout the room, almost escaping to the Natlan night sky. The slurping vibrated through their bodies with each time their liquid collided against each other. Drips of their drool or cum ran across their faces, landing on the bedsheets with constant thuds.
In this particular moment, both adults completely lost themselves in the pleasure they gave each other. Citlali, once a proud shaman of her tribe, shamelessly indulged in her sexual desires that built up over the centuries before exploding into a volcano of hunger.
Aether, a man of respect throughout Teyvat, finally sharing a beautiful night with the girl he so loved by digging his tongue deep into her vagina. Deep down, he thanked the Archons that he left Paimon asleep at the Stadium, but Celetia knows what she would think if Aether returned with Citlali, both messy-haired and giggling like children.
Their licks and sucks dragged their bodies to their limits. She bobbed her head while he licked circles inside. Her cheeks puffed like a squirrel, and his face dug deeper. He groaned. She moaned. Both gripped onto each other, their hips twitching and tightening.
And then the inevitable release. Cum and semen squirted into their mouths, flooding their faces with white stains that squeezed through the small cracks when they couldn’t swallow faster than the rush came. Their climaxes created a storm of coughs afterwards, but they quickly recovered and took in each other, accepting the pieces of the other as they would do for the rest of their lives.
Citlali slumped onto the bed while Aether took in a deep breath before slumping back to relax for a second to regain her breath. He looked down at Citlali, trying to regain her own composure and calm after the shameless session of sex they both experienced. No romance or steamy novel could ever prepare the traveler for what happened that night.
His mind changed drastically since they started. First, he was calm but still bore the face that invited Citlali to have sex.
“Damnit Citlali…” He whispered as he crawled over to her, eventually moving on top of her, his shadow consuming her.
“Ah…. Ah…”
“You. I choose you, Citalli…” He whispered, gripping onto her waist and readying his cock against her pussy once again. “There’s no one else like you… and there never will be! So I’m going to fuck you for the rest of your night, okay?!!”
“Ae….th-ther…” Citlali could hardly conjure up a single word to call his name. She simply stared blackly at Aether, her mouth and tongue hanging out.
“Yes, my love.” Aether leaned in and kissed her passionately while his cock teased her entrance, bringing out more aroused moans, all muffled in Aether’s mouth. He pulled away but staring intently into her eyes. “Tell me. Tell me you want it…”
“I…” Citlali whispered as she moved her arms around his neck and smiled. “I want you to fuck me…Aether…”
“S-So cute…” Aether groaned, his cock going hard for how cutely she begged him.
“I… I want you, Aether. I want all of you!” She cried, tears streaming down her face. “Please… Give me everything.”
Aether wiped away her tears and rubbed his thumb against her cheek.
“I am yours, Citlali.”
He sank into her, inch by inch. Her breath hitched, eyes fluttering shut as her body stretched to welcome him again. He groaned through the first few strokes. Their bodies flushed, and their hearts beat as one. Even as his need for her grew to reach a point that was impossible to restrain, Aether never failed to show Citlali such care.
Their rhythm grew, slow and deep, then faster, rougher, as desire took hold again. His emotions thinly took control of his every action and waking thought. He tightened his hold on her hips and pounded into her with unrelenting hunger.
“Citlali… Citlali…” He quietly spoke those words in his thoughts, grunts and moans taking their place outside.
“So good… deeper… harder…” She whimpered in her mind, mewls and aroused howls replacing them in the real world.
Her body crumbled against his thrusts, but even as she trembled beneath him, Aether never stopped. His cock reached her core, the tip hitting it repeatedly as if knocking on the door to be let in. The thrusts sped up, and the moans and grunts followed.
Eventually, Citlali couldn’t take it anymore, hiding her feelings in her own thoughts.
“AAAGH! AETHER!!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. “CUM INTO ME ALREADY! I’M READY!!”
“GRRR! CITLALI!! IF I DO… YOU’LL…”
“IT’S WHAT I WANT! IT’S WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED!!” She cried, her hands gripping onto the pillow above her, her pussy reaching it’s absolute limit as a storm boiled into her very core. “PLEASE!!!”
“THEN TAKE IT…” Aether shouted, his cock juttering once again as his final gift to the woman he loved reached the tip. “…TAKE MY LOVE, CITLALI!!”
Jerked thrusts, twitching bodies, eyes rolled over the back of their heads, and an endless stream of their love drenched the bed with signs of their love. Aether became a part of Citlali as did Citlali became a part of Aether. Their climax intertwined like fate, bound together by invisible red strings. Her womb overflowed with his seed. Breaths turned to heaves. Their hair tangled into a sea of weeds. And their embrace was so tight that no one in Teyvat could separate the two. Not even their need to sleep, because their climax was so powerful, the two immediately fell asleep, bound together.
**
The morning sun hit Citlali’s eyes the next morning, causing her to groan as her nose immediately smelled sweat and musk. She looked over to see Aether, still sleeping on top of her naked body, his cock still inside her pussy. A blush overtook her face, but her expression was far calmer than flustered. The shaman giggled and planted a sweet kiss on his cheeks, instantly waking him up.
“Wake up, sleepy head~!” She sang.
Aether chuckled, groaning as he stretched his arms and legs. “Ugh, Citlali… did we—Ngh!” He then noticed noticing a strange feeling around his cock. He looked down, noticing that his cock was still inside Citali before he panicked for a brief second. “Oh, Archons… I… I forgot to take it out! Wh-What do I‑”
“Shh, it’s okay…” Citlali patted his blond hair, her smile as radiant as the morning sun above them. “Slowly, okay?”
Aether looked into her eyes, noticing a shift in Citlai’s usually strict and stern demeanor, even when talking with him. There was more peace and freedom in her voice, as if she had no fear anymore. He nodded and kissed her on the lips before slowly pulling his cock out.
Citlali moaned one final time, feeling her pussy get a little wet from the removal of his cock.
Aether stared down at the state of Citlali’s body from the red hand mark he left on her ass to the hickories on her neck, and then the state of her pussy that was swollen red. Finally, he thought back to what they did last — their final climax.
“So… It’s what you always wanted, right, Citlali?” Aether asked.
The shaman nodded, unhesitant and regretful of the words she used to spur him on. “Yes. A wish I’ve longed for since the beginning,” she smiled, “and I have you to thank for granting me that wish."
“And that wish is…?” Aether whispered.
She giggled. "The same as you, my dear."
"Ah... yes... my wish..."
"Our wish..."
They stared into each other's eyes before they gave each other a passionate, slow kiss that could last an eternity.
Neither of them spoke the answer.
Only one single thought.
“A beautiful family.”