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Every day that passes, you find it a bit harder to believe that you will ever find your brother. You shake the negative thoughts from your head and begin to strip. After kicking off your shoes, you flop onto your back on the bed. You had to forcefully persuade Paimon to go with Xiangling, but once the topic of food and new recipes was introduced, she was sold to go with the chef. Spending countless nights outside on the hard ground has made you appreciate the comfort of the bed you lie in, your aching muscles screaming with relief once you ease the tension from them and sink into the bed. It was nice to be outside under the stars, but sometimes you’d rather not have a wake-up call to hilichurls stumbling upon your small camp with you and Paimon.
Thinking of being outside, you get up from the bed and crack the window to get some cool air circulating in your room. It’s a pretty warm night and you’d rather not sweat to death in your sleep. Another positive to sleeping in the inn is that you can take off some of the heavy outerwear you have on throughout the days. So, you strip off your clothes and change into a loose sleep shirt and your underwear. Much better. You’ll have to thank Noelle whenever you see her next for being considerate and packing you some things for your journey. You lie back on the bed and stare up at the ceiling. You don’t know how long it’s been since you’ve been by yourself. Paimon is a great travel companion, but you’ve been a bit… pent up. So, you plan to take full advantage of this opportunity.
Your hand slips between your legs, your fingers grazing over yourself. Even through the fabric, you can tell how wet you are; your anticipation and sexual frustration having you a lot more wound up. As much as you love teasing yourself, you find yourself a bit too wound up and impatient to wait much longer. So, you discard your underwear and moan softly as your fingers rub your clit in slow circles.
“Fuck, ” your hips buck slightly at the lightest touch.
It’s been way too fucking long. Two fingers slip easily inside, stretching your walls deliciously. You’re a bit tighter than you remember, but that’s probably from lack of sexual activity. You want to drag this out longer and prolong your pleasure, but you’re desperate and greedy. Probably a bit too much so. There’s a slight sharp pain as you add a third finger too soon. Yet, for some reason, the pain feels good. The stretch, the burn, the constant pressure welling up as you finger yourself faster and deeper all feel so good. You should have paced yourself, but instead, you find yourself reaching your orgasm too soon, your breathing hitching and your hips bucking to chase it to the end. You moan, loud and long as you finger yourself through your orgasm.
Subconsciously, you’re aware that you have your window open, but it’s pretty late in the evening so most people should be asleep and won’t hear you. It would be incredibly embarrassing if anyone was around to hear you. You sigh, slowing down to not push yourself into overstimulation too soon. A low-pitched whistle startles you, your legs clamping shut as you sit up.
“Aww, already done? I was enjoying the show.”
“Childe. What the fuck?”
“Don’t be so loud. Well, it’s a little late for that. Especially since you left your window open for anyone and everyone to hear.”
You glare at the redhead, hoping your anger is palpable even through the possible aroused flush of your face. Childe swings his legs into your room, still sitting on the windowsill with a pleased and proud expression of a predator who has found his next meal. You hadn’t really planned on being prey for the evening, though.
“What are you doing here?”
“As I said, your window was open and I was able to hear you.”
“Not that. Why are you here at the inn?”
“Ah. I had come to meet and discuss some things with a friend when we lost track of time. So, I was going to stay for the night, but imagine my surprise to see you opening your window. I was coming by to just say ‘hello,’ but then you… started enjoying yourself. It would have been rude of me to interrupt.”
“Aren’t you considerate?”
“Aren’t I?”
“Well, you’ve got to say your hello. Now, goodbye, Childe. Have a good night.”
“Kicking me out?”
“Yes.”
“Aww, I wanted to stay and enjoy the show.”
“Not unless you’re paying.”
“How much?”
Your heart drops into your stomach as you see Zhongli appear in the window beside Childe. Childe looks equally surprised by his appearance, but he still looks amused by this entire situation.
“I could have sworn that you said you were turning in for the night?”
“I was; after a night walk to get some air. Then I saw you in this window on my way back and my curiosity was peaked as to what you were doing.”
“Also the curious and hungering to know as much as you can.”
“I suppose.”
“Glad you two can bond over your inability to mind your own business. Now, leave. ”
“Yet you said we could stay if we paid.”
“Well, you said I could stay if I paid. Though, that’s up to you if he could stay as well,” there’s a smirk on Childe’s face as he knows that even if Zhongli does stay he wouldn’t be the one paying.
“Are you two serious?”
“Yes.”
You can feel your eye twitch in irritation as the two men reply in unison. Not only do they look hopeful, but they also look like kids who are excited to open a gift. For a moment, you consider how much you would be willing to charge a man with access to the Fatui funds and a god who can literally create money. Is there a limit? What would even be plausible? Wait!
“I-”
“Seriously considering selling yourself there?” you’re interrupted by a voice at the side of the room. When you look you see Xiao leaning against the wall with a passive expression, but his eyes hold intrigue. You’d forgotten about the adeptus residing here at the inn. The question was: what the hell was he doing here?
“Oh for the love of- You two. Get in here and close the window and curtain before anyone else comes by. I’m already getting a headache.”
You don’t miss the sly smile on Childe’s face as he slides off the windowsill and into your room. Zhongli follows right after and does as you instructed, the room much darker as it’s only illuminated by the few lights you kept on around your room. You finally sit up completely, mindful to keep your legs tightly closed as you pull your blanket over to cover up. There are too many thoughts running through your mind to completely focus. One, you’re slightly freaking out because of the three men in your room. Two, said men have seen you half-naked. And three, they’re willing to pay to continue to see you half-naked while you pleasure yourself. You flinch as you see Zhongli stand beside the foot of your bed with curiosity and desire in his eyes.
“So, have you decided on a price?”
“I don’t think you’d get approval to use Fatui funds for this.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that. Now, don’t dodge my question.”
“I’m not.”
“You are,” there’s an interjection from the yaksha across the room. It’s not like he can read your mind but he is very aware of when you’re lying or, at the very least, when you’re not being entirely truthful. He always calls you out on it whenever he does catch you.
“Xiao. ”
“What?”
You give him an exasperated look but know that he’s not going to pick up on human social cues. You purse your lips in thought, avoiding eye contact but knowing they’re watching and waiting for your answer. With a long sigh of resignation, you look at Childe who dawns a predatory smile.
“You don’t have to pay. I was kidding because I didn’t think that you would agree.”
“Oh? And why’s that?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Probably because you’re always messing with me.”
“Hmm, true. But I’m entirely serious now. You’re sure?”
“Selling yourself for free now?” Xiao frowns at you, though you don’t know if he’s irritated or disappointed in you.
“That won’t due. You should put much more value and worth in yourself,” Zhongli looks saddened that you think you aren’t worth anything.
“It’s not that I don’t-”
“Then what is it?”
“Could I just- I can’t think properly. You’re all pestering me about deciding right this moment. I will later .”
“We get to stay then?”
You jerk your leg away reflexively when you feel Zhongli’s cool hand smooth over your leg. You don’t mean to, but your skin is heated and his hands are a bit cold to the touch. You give an apologetic smile, yet it falls when you feel Childe’s hand gently rest on your shoulder. You shrug it off purposefully before glaring at him.
“To watch, Childe.”
Childe holds up his hands in surrender, watching you warily. Instead of thinking about him, you look to the one man across the room who hasn’t really said if he’s staying or even why he’s here in the first place.
“Xiao. If you’re staying, you can come closer.”
He doesn’t say anything, he simply locks eyes with you and blinks slowly. There’s a minute of uncomfortable silence, so you decide not to press him any further. He’ll probably leave in a minute. You give yourself not only a mental pep talk but also an opportunity to calm down. You’ve had plenty of sexual encounters with other men and women alike, but the fact that these are powerful and dangerous men with you in such a vulnerable position has you a bit on edge. You don’t sense any malicious intent from them; well, at least none from Childe as he’s the one you should be more worried about in that sense. Zhongli, on the other hand, is much more preoccupied and interested in watching your hands and where they move to. Initially, you were lightly rubbing them over your thighs to alleviate your nerves and to stop your palms from sweating now that there’s no danger. Your hands move higher, squeezing your plush thighs and sighing softly as you focus on yourself.
One hand stays on your thigh while the other comes up, your fingers rubbing over your clit and pulling a soft whimper from you. It’s difficult to concentrate and keep your legs open because you normally don’t have to worry about that. You gasp when you feel a body press against your back, hands slipping under the backs of your thighs to hold you open. Childe sits behind you with his legs on either side of you, his fingers pressing into your thighs as he uses a little more force to hold you still.
“Childe. What are you-”
“You just look like you need a little help. We can’t watch if you keep closing your legs.”
“But I said-”
“- no touching. I won’t touch you any more than this. Unless you want me to?”
“No. This is fine,” there’s no real use arguing with him.
There isn’t any real harm, for now, in relenting and indulging him a bit. Yet, you’re a bit disappointed because you do want more no matter how much you deny it, but you don’t vocalize this. To your surprise, Xiao didn’t leave like you thought he was going to. He sits on the opposite side of the bed where there is room. Honestly, the bed isn’t really big enough for all of you but it somehow works. If Zhongli were to join you on the bed then it would be really cramped. You moan, slipping two fingers inside and scissoring them apart to work yourself up. Since you no longer have to worry about keeping your legs open, you focus on how good it feels to finger yourself. Almost too good. Your eyes flutter closed as you press against your walls, looking for the right spot and angle that you know will get you off. Childe’s fingers dig into your thighs harder, slight pain mixing with your pleasure. His breath tickles your ear as he rests his chin on your shoulder. Probably to get a better view of your fingers disappearing into your cunt.
“Come on. Open those pretty eyes of yours. Let the geo lord and demon get a good look at the face you make when you cum.”
“Childe…”
“Hmm?”
You whine and open your eyes to see their two heated gazes. It’s hard for you to not close your legs as you’ve never had to keep them spread open so wide for so long, especially with your orgasm building. You’re actually a bit thankful that Childe helps you but you won’t say it aloud to inflate his terrible ego further. Your free hand slips behind you into Childe’s hair, gripping at the roots tightly to ground yourself as you finally reach your orgasm. It feels a lot different than the one you had earlier. You don’t know if it’s because you’re pent up or being watched, but you aren’t mad. As you calm your breathing you slow your fingers but don’t stop them.
“You make the most beautiful sounds.”
You huff a short laugh and look up at Zhongli through your lashes.
“Well, aren’t you a flatterer, Zhongli?”
Zhongli gives you a soft smile. Though, even though his smile looks innocent enough, you can see that there is a hunger in his eyes. When you look at Xiao, you can see his eyes are still hyper fixated on your fingers that slowly move in and out of your pussy.
“Looks like he wants to see that again. I would too. How’s your refractory period?” you turn your head slightly to look at Childe.
“Nonexistent.”
“Oh, really?”
“Mhm. I usually only need a few seconds. No more than a minute on average.”
“That’s good to hear.”
You moan when you feel Childe rub your clit in quick circles, forcing a new wave of pleasure on you.
“Wait, I-”
Your words die on your tongue as you buck your hips to meet your fingers and chase the pressure on your clit that Childe provides. It’s a fact that you have an incredibly short refractory period that virtually doesn’t exist, but it comes at a bit of an expense. Well, it’s not necessarily bad just… intense. A soft sob escapes you as another orgasm hits you a lot quicker and a lot harder than the last one. It’s a little too much as the roughness of Childe’s fingers along with your own makes you squirt. You’ve done it before in the past a few times, usually by yourself at your own hand or with another woman. You hadn’t expected to tonight as it took you a lot more than you had the energy for. There are spots dancing in your vision when you open your eyes and refocus, realizing Childe hasn’t stopped.
“Stop. Stop, please. ”
You pull your fingers free and grab Childe’s wrist, forcing him to stop. It takes a minute for the ringing in your ears to quiet down and your breathing to even out slightly.
“Are you alright?”
You open your eyes to see a look of concern on Xiao’s face. It’s only the second time you’ve seen such an expression on his face. The other time was during the fight with Osial: the overlord of the vortex. You smile and nod, still a little breathless.
“Yeah.”
“Well, aren’t you talented?”
“Shut it, Childe.”
“What? Just saying. A low refractory period and you can squirt? You continue to amaze me.”
You roll your eyes with a smile. The feel of Xiao grabbing your wrists pulls your attention to him. Your eyes widen as he gently licks and sucks your fingers clean. You can’t help it that you squirm under his gaze.
“You taste good.”
“Oh? ”
“I bet she does,” Zhongli hums as he gently runs his hand up and down your leg, infatuated with how soft your skin is even with your battle scars. There’s just no winning for you. Between having Childe right in your ear, Xiao sucking on your fingers, and Zhongli dividing your attention even further with the gentlest caresses, you find yourself a little dumbfounded on how you ended up kind of lucky tonight. Shaking your head, you refocus on what you had originally wanted after making Childe stop his onslaught.
“Let me up. I’m thirsty.”
“I can only imagine so,” you really could headbutt and break the redhead’s nose right now but you won’t. It’s pretty damn tempting though.
“Cheeky bastard.”
Xiao lets your hand go with a bit of reluctance. You sit up some in the hope to get up from the bed and get some water. Instead, you’re face-to-face with the geo archon. You open your mouth to speak only for Zhongli to grab your jaw. He tilts your head back before he kisses you, catching you off guard. Even more startling is when he forces your lips apart to push water into your mouth. You quickly swallow, only a few droplets escaping to run down the column of your throat. When he pulls away, you blink, watching his tongue drag along his bottom lip.
“Better?”
Not trusting your voice, you nod. Zhongli’s eyes flicker down to your lips once more as if he’s contemplating kissing you again. Not like I’d oppose it if he did. Zhongli loosens his hold on your jaw slightly and gives you a quick chaste kiss that has you desiring more. Tease. You can feel slightly rough hands smoothing over your inner thighs to spread your legs apart. You hadn’t even realized they’d closed. When you look down you see Xiao between your legs. You’re a moment too late to try and say anything when you feel his tongue drag over your clit.
“Fuck. Xiao, wait a second.”
He hums his denial, the vibration making you moan. Childe chuckles in your ear, his hands moving to hold your hips to keep you still.
“I don’t know who’s luckier, the three of us or you.”
“Us,” Xiao only stops for a moment to give his input as his tongue teases you, “You taste really good. Sweet.”
“You don’t have to keep saying that.”
Xiao hums in acknowledgment but doesn’t stop. You can tell he’s never done this before as he’s a little clumsy and has no real technique, but his eagerness and enthusiasm to find out what you do and don’t like make up for it. Once he figures out which of your reactions are positive, he makes sure to prolong your pleasure to get you to make more noise for him. That and to get you to say his name in a desperate breathy plea. Xiao drags his tongue down to thrust inside, giving Childe the opportunity to rub your clit as Xiao eats you out.
“Just going to watch, Zhongli?” Childe asks in a teasing tone.
When you look at Zhongli you can see there’s conflict in his eyes. Ever the gentleman. You give him a wobbly smile in an attempt to look like you’re not as completely wrecked as you are. Holding out your hand, Zhongli gives you a curious look before placing his hand in yours. You grab his wrist and pull him forward so his hand wraps around your throat. He panics slightly and tries to pull away but you hold him firmly.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. Just apply pressure to the tips of your fingers and thumb. You’ll feel my pulse points on either side. I’ll let you know if it hurts.”
“Didn’t know you could be this kinky.”
“Really? After I agreed to let you all stay, Childe?”
“True.”
You open your mouth to reply only to completely lose your train of thought as Childe rubs your clit faster. There’s a lot more stimulus happening than you had realized. Zhongli’s hand around your throat, Childe rubbing your clit at alternating speeds, and Xiao eating you out all set your nerves on fire. One hand stays resting on Zhongli’s so he doesn’t let go while your other tangles in Xiao’s hair. Once Zhongli feels a bit more comfortable that he won’t hurt you, he tightens his grip slightly and making your head feel fuzzy and lightheaded. It’s a lot at once and you’re suddenly crashing down with a quick orgasm that broadsides you with white-hot pleasure. Childe keeps your hips pinned down when you attempt to shut your legs, Xiao helping so that you don’t crush his head.
“Woah. Don’t go crushing Xiao’s head between your thighs now,” Childe hums with his chin resting on your shoulder.
“I wouldn’t complain,” you glance down at Xiao to see he’s licking his lips, his mouth and chin wet with your slick. A whimper of pain from oversensitivity escapes you as Childe hasn’t stopped toying with you. It doesn’t really help that Xiao lightly nips your inner thighs to leave small marks and bruises.
“One more for us, think you can do that?”
“ Yes. Just… give me- give me a second.”
“Aww, but you look like you’re enjoying yourself. It hurts so good, doesn’t it?”
“Childe, please … just-” Zhongli tilts your head back up, kissing you to swallow your moans.
Still not satisfied, Xiao grips you by your thighs as he thrusts his tongue inside of you to eat you out once more. You can feel hot tears streak down your cheeks from the pleasurable pain and overstimulation from not even being allowed a minute’s reprieve. Childe hums and wipes away your stray tear, enjoying bringing you pleasure and pain. Xiao moans against you when you accidentally jerk and tug his hair. You want them to stop, yet at the same time, you don’t. Zhongli’s lips are incredibly soft, his kiss heated, possessive, and demanding all at the same time. You can barely get a breath in when your lips part for only a moment, Zhongli either pulling you back to him by his hand around your neck or following after yours for more. One of your hands fist in Xiao’s hair and the other in the front of Zhongli’s shirt, your legs trembling from overexertion. It feels like this will prolong forever as you’ve never orgasmed so many times in such a short period of time. Tapping the back of Zhongli’s hand, he gets it to loosen his grip. You break the kiss, pulling away as broken pleas fall from your lips. Your hips raise off the bed and you now have both hands in Xiao’s hair, grinding against his mouth.
“Fucking fuck. I-” you throw your head back to rest on Childe’s shoulder as you orgasm. There are spots in your vision and you can feel your heart pounding against your ribcage. Xiao moans softly against you, making you hiss in pain.
“ Okay, okay. Stop, please, I- fucking hell,” you can barely put words together coherently to even remotely sound like a full sentence. Xiao stops, reluctantly, already desiring more but knowing he shouldn’t push you. He also doesn’t want to hurt you as he enjoys seeing you in pleasure. Childe rests his hand on your hip, relief washing over you now that the stimulus has stopped. Zhongli gently cups your cheek, running his thumb along your bottom lip. With Childe and Xiao no longer holding your legs open, you can stretch out your sore muscles that are aching from being in one position for so long.
“Feeling alright there?”
“Feeling fuckin’ great. ”
Their combined laughter makes you smile as the floaty feeling in your head dissipates to some clarity. Childe’s hands slowly and gently massage your legs to gain feeling back in them. Zhongli gently lifts your chin to not only press a soft kiss to your lips but to also enjoy your blissed-out expression.
“Made up your mind yet?”
“You’re really concerned about paying me for a man with no money.”
Zhongli chuckles and gives you a sheepish look.
“Besides, you really expect me to be able to think properly after that? ”
“I suppose you’re right,” you smile and roll your eyes as Zhongli sighs.
“I know for a fact pretty boy and geo lord have no money, so I’ll be worrying about that bill.”
“Hmm, how about this? The next time I can get a free evening I’d love to enjoy it together. Individually of course. So, it would most likely be three separate evenings cause I’d rather have the ability to walk the next day.”
“You don’t sound like you’re necessarily complaining about not being able to walk,” you see Xiao has gotten up from the bed and is using a small towel to clean off his face.
“Not exactly.”
“I thought not.”
“Xiao, shush,” the adeptus rolls his eyes but you can see a faint blush on his cheeks and the corners of his mouth quirked up in an almost unnoticeable smile before it all disappears behind the towel.
“I’m not opposed. I’d love to know when you’ll be free next.”
“Always the eager opportunist, Childe.”
“Of course.”
“Mhm, I’ll keep you posted. Now. Not to be rude but I’d love it if I could get some sleep.”
“Pity. I would’ve loved to see how much You could be pushed before you outright passed out.”
“Childe. Out.”
“Alright, alright.”
Childe gets up from the bed and gives you a kicked puppy expression before he leaves, dodging the pillow you threw at him. Zhongli follows behind to leave and gently tosses the pillow back to you, closing the door behind him. Now, it’s just you and Xiao. He’s not really one for doors since he teleports all over the inn as he needs.
“Everything okay, Xiao?”
His expression is very intense as if he’s thinking of something serious.
“Almost.”
“Almost what?”
“I think you taste almost as sweet as almond tofu.”
“Oh my god- ” it’s his turn to have the pillow thrown at him only for him to catch it, “Goodnight, Xiao.”
Xiao huffs a short laugh, nodding and giving you your pillow back before he vanishes. You sigh and flop onto your back and stare up at the ceiling of your room. Maybe you can get Xiangling to take Paimon off your hands tomorrow night too. Especially if you give them an idea for a new recipe and the fact that they’d have to go look for the ingredients. You can only hope so. There was curiosity burning in your mind about spending a night with each man individually. One can only hope.