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modern au shenanigans!!
[ from here.
zhongli will be happy to know that things are, in fact, hygienic. save perhaps for the dirty dishes. like as not her trash needs to go out, also..
nevertheless! she knows very well that he is teasing, but she falls for the fake guilt trip regardless, quickly taking the few steps between them to throw herself against his back, her arms winding tight around his middle, and as she presses her face into his coat, she smiles. he feels warm and familiar, and already she is so thankful that he agreed to see her tonight, despite his rather considerable workload. ]
Please. Don't think you're getting out of this so easily!
[ how long has it been since last she'd been able to see him, anyway? they keep in contact daily, but they're both so damnably busy that it's difficult to find the time, despite the fact that they live in the same city. the end of semester crunch is quite brutal. lumine laughs, light and musical, and she would hook her chin over his shoulder if not for their substantial difference in height - instead she nudges her nose to his shoulderblade. he agreed to keep her company tonight, there's nothing he could say or do to get himself out of it, now! her voice softens. ]
No matter how cute you are when you pout. Are you upset that I greeted the food before you?
[ she's just so hungry. ]
zhongli will be happy to know that things are, in fact, hygienic. save perhaps for the dirty dishes. like as not her trash needs to go out, also..
nevertheless! she knows very well that he is teasing, but she falls for the fake guilt trip regardless, quickly taking the few steps between them to throw herself against his back, her arms winding tight around his middle, and as she presses her face into his coat, she smiles. he feels warm and familiar, and already she is so thankful that he agreed to see her tonight, despite his rather considerable workload. ]
Please. Don't think you're getting out of this so easily!
[ how long has it been since last she'd been able to see him, anyway? they keep in contact daily, but they're both so damnably busy that it's difficult to find the time, despite the fact that they live in the same city. the end of semester crunch is quite brutal. lumine laughs, light and musical, and she would hook her chin over his shoulder if not for their substantial difference in height - instead she nudges her nose to his shoulderblade. he agreed to keep her company tonight, there's nothing he could say or do to get himself out of it, now! her voice softens. ]
No matter how cute you are when you pout. Are you upset that I greeted the food before you?
[ she's just so hungry. ]
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but before she can appreciate him too much, zhongli is lowering himself down, and beginning his work.
he's a sweet, attentive lover, and it isn't long before lumine is lost in the sensation of him. his hot, soft mouth moves over her skin, and his fingers and thumbs work her nipples so expertly that she cannot help the sounds she emits, soft little cries of pleasure as the heat in her belly moves directly south, pooling between her thighs. it's so much and yet not at all enough.
she wants to touch him, to feel every inch of him, to learn all of the shapes that she has only ever looked at before. lumine's hands begin to rove, tracing fingertips down the nape of his neck where she unclasps his ponytail and sets the tie aside, allowing his long hair to spill free. and then her hands are moving over his shoulders, palms gliding over hard muscle and bone and tense sinew; his skin feels so hot beneath her touch, impossibly warm and painfully soft. then her hands are moving further down his back, tracing the curve of his spine as far as she can reach, before dragging her fingernails gently upward.
her hips shift, rocking upward, and lumine crooks one knee between his legs, her thigh pressing upward against the hard heat she finds there. he's making her feel so good, she wants so badly to return the favor. ]
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he's dreamed of coaxing these sounds from her mouth. every gasp and every clipped and desperate whine is another bolt of desire through his body. he kisses the middle of her chest, the plush skin of her breast, the rim of her nipple. his hair fans out behind him, the tail of it slipping down his back. her searching hands are warm and adoring, and he groans softly as she drags her nails upward, his back and shoulders curving to meet it. the lines burn beautifully against his back, and coupled with her knee pushing against his building erection, zhongli can't help the shudder down his back.
he closes his mouth over her nipple and his tongue slips down to meet it, swirling and flicking and savoring. once, he gently runs his teeth along the length of it before taking it past his lips again, sucking softly. her skin tastes sweet and clean, just as he'd imagined. he moves to meet the other one, and his freed hand slides beneath the hem of her pants, running his fingertips in a line down between her legs. ]
I wanted you for so long. [ he says it again against her breast, fingers pushing at her clit. ] I believed I could never possibly want you more. And yet, seeing you this way... If the choice was mine, I would never leave from here.
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[ a simple enough solution, as far as lumine is concerned. she no more wants him to leave than he desires to go - she could keep him here, always, pressed close to her body, the taste of his mouth lingering on her lips.
zhongli's touch is nothing short of expert. the heat of his mouth against her breasts is as captivating as it is pleasurable, and she can't help but watch him as he works, enjoying the lovely view of his lips and tongue laving her skin. he looks beautiful in the moonlight, the far lamp's glow illuminating his face in warm yellow light just so, just enough. how could she have gotten so lucky?
and then his hand slips down the front of her pajama pants, and lumine's eyes close at last, her head falling against the soft pillows when his fingertips press warm and seeking against her clit. her hips twitch upward, aching for more. ]
That's.. that's..
[ good, she wants to say, but the words are lost in a soft moan of pleasure. it's been awhile since she's been touched like this, since she allowed anyone so close, and she's never wanted it nearly so much as she does right now. lumine's fingers slip into the hair that falls like a curtain down his back while her thigh presses harder to his cock, grinding against him in a slow, deep rhythm. as nice as it might be to lie back and allow him to ravish her, lumine thinks she has spent enough time playing the pillow princess. her body pushes up against his, urging him to sit up. ]
I want to touch you.
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I will.
[ the space beyond her bed and surrounding their pocket in time stops existing all at once. the buzz of alcohol in his mind is slowly subsiding, and still his body pulses with want as she pants and whines. he knows she's watching him, and for a moment he presses his cheek to her breast and raises his narrowed eyes to hers, running his tongue over the length of her nipple.
her back arches as her head pushes back. the jolt of her hips slips his hand down, against the wet and damp heat between her legs, seeped over her underclothes. his erection already half-hard at the eager grind of her thigh, almost painful yet achingly good. he wants desperately to strip them both and run his hands over every beautiful curve, against the smoothness of her thighs, over the notches of her hips. at the same time, he wanted to take that wetness in his mouth, pry her open with his tongue, push himself inside and make her his alone.
she could have anyone at all. zhongli is too pragmatic not to think so. he's seen the many facets of her, deserving of love: bright and even-tempered, witty and cunning, caring and sweet. he knew how she preferred cocoa over coffee, hot weather over cold, sunflowers over roses. she doubtlessly shared her bed with other people who might have wanted her just as much. he had reckoned with it for so long, and one thought rises and is quickly pushed away: they had only talked about their wants. would he still have to share her after all of this was over? could he bear that?
when she arches up against him, he obliges her and sits back onto his knees, his hands slipping away from her skin to settle on her knees. beneath him, she is at her most beautiful, flushed with want.
the words run electric down his body. greed building in him, unfamiliar yet irresistible. if she allows it, he leans down again to slide his fingers through her hair, holding the back of her head and drawing her forward. ]
Lumine. [ he whispers and tilts his head to kiss her deeply, the pressure in his chest demanding it. ]
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how foolish she had been for waiting so long, for being afraid to risk their beautiful, perfect friendship. ]
You're perfect..
[ she speaks as her hands move over his broad shoulders and down his chest, over sleek planes of muscle that she'd only ever dreamed of touching, that she'd imagined the feel of when she was feeling particularly indulgent on a night alone. she touches him with something almost like reverence, as if her fingers are mapping every inch of him, gliding down his abdomen, circling his navel, dragging along the deep dips of his hipbones that guide her lower. lumine's eyes are on his as she carefully unbuttons his trousers and slips her left hand into them, beneath the band of his underclothes and down.
she wants to watch his face, to see his expression twist up with pleasure as she at last palms his cock, learning the weight and shape of it, feeling him fill out against her hand. lumine's breath catches, her nose nudging alongside his own, just the feel of him alone is thrilling and exciting. she can feel her body tightening with anticipatory heat, and lumine can't help but kiss him again, her tongue tracing his lower lip, seeking entrance, while she whispers against his mouth. ]
You feel perfect..
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his thoughts could run further, but her careful and searching hands preoccupy him as they map the planes of his skin. his own fall to her thighs, and one seeks up her hip and to the middle of her back, bare and smooth, a perfect curve against him.
pleasure shocks through his hips as she takes him in her hand. he inhales sharply, his hips and stomach tensing as she works him to full hardness. his eyelids fall closed, his chin lifts, and his mouth comes open as she sidles her nose beside his. her breath skims over his lips, and he can feel the infuriating, teasing graze of her lips near his. he seeks it before she finally kisses him hard.
he wants her beyond measure. his fingertips dig into the flesh of her thigh as he leans up to kiss back, to meet her tongue with his. instead she whispers to him. perfect. even unclear, it rang like a beautiful bell in his ear, summoning him when he had once been asleep for so long. it doesn't matter what "perfect" means as long as it's him, as long as it's what she wants.
zhongli tilts his head and kisses her chin, beneath her jaw, down to the base of her throat. his hand slides over her breast, cupping and squeezing, pinching her nipple between the lengths of his fingers. heat coils between his legs; he can't help his groan as he he raises his hips upward to her touch. ]
Don't tease me. Not after so long.
[ he murmurs, brushing his lips over the side of her neck. his thumb draws circles over the head of her nipple. he slips his free hand beneath the elastic of her pajama pants, down to the damp heat between her legs. he presses his fingertips against her and runs a slow, deep line up to the head of her clit. ]
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his words bring a smile to her face, her lips quirking against his even as she laughs, soft and breathless, against his mouth. ]
Take what you want, then.
[ she says, even as his hand slides beneath her panties and down, down to where she wants him most. her thighs part further, an involuntary reaction to his seeking fingers, and when his fingertips slide against her clit she moans, low and wanting, the sound muffled between their lips. pleasure sparks and blooms, spilling over her like hot water, and lumine's hips rock gently forward, her hand on his cock squeezing. she thumbs at his tip, collecting the moisture there to better lubricate the tight strokes of her hand. ]
I'm yours. I'm all yours.
[ as if her slickness wasn't evidence enough of that, his exploring fingers will find that she is already sinfully wet for him. her thighs tense, and lumine regretfully drops her hands away from him so she can hook her thumbs into the waistband of her pajama pants and panties both, to begin shimmying them down her hips and thighs.
she's watching his face all the while, her pupils wide and dark, searching his own. ]