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At the time, Zhongli thought it would be a wonderful idea to get together and catch up with Xiao and Barbatos. Well, Venti as he went by now. Surely nothing could have possibly gone wrong with the three of them just chatting over tea. It started off fantastic. Venti arrived at Wangshu Inn a bit late, but that was expected. Xiao was as awkward around him as ever, but that was also expected.
Zhongli took a sip of his tea to hide the slight chuckle after hearing Venti speak of a red haired tavern owner who had kicked him out of his tavern on too many occasions. Xiao simply rolled his eyes and scoffed at hearing about how much of a nuisance an archon had been. Venti simply laughed.
“Oh shut it Xiao! If he hadn’t kicked me out that one time I wouldn’t have ended up here at Wangshu that night.” Venti wiggled his eyebrows suggestively leaning into Xiao’s space.
Xiao scoffed and shifted down to get away from the bard. “I do not feel comfortable talking about that.” he looked away, cheeks tinted red.
Zhongli looked between the two. Something wasn’t right here. Zhongli put his teacup down and sat up. He raised a brow, looking to Venti for elaboration on the topic. Venti just giggled.
“Aw looks like Xiao is embarrassed!” He teased the man. “What? Don’t want Mr. Zhongli here to know about that magical night we spent together?” He laughed harder.
Zhognli choked on nothing. He tried his best to avoid the eyes of the other archon. He couldn’t bring himself to take in this new information. It was not his place to judge them and it was certainly not his place to feel a small hint of betrayal because of this.
“Venti.” He called in a serious tone. “Xiao does not seem to want to talk about this.” No that wasn’t enough was it? “And I do not care to hear about your…” he swallowed his discomfort down. “...sex life.”
“Pfft.. Could the great Morax be feeling embarrassed?” Venti giggled. Zhongli frowned, unamused. “Fine fine, I’ll stop.” Venti rolled his eyes playfully.
Other than… the rest of the evening together was well spent in Zhongli’s opinion. However, He couldn't stop replaying that specific interaction in his head. Venti smiling cutely and teasing Xiao relentlessly. The way Venti had referred to it as a “magical night”, suggesting very obviously the implication of sex.
Zhongli shook his head to get out of his thoughts.
Thinking about Venti’s sex life was not something that Zhongli dwelled on very often. They were archons, they lived for longer than any human life can even think to touch. Of course occasionally they would have those sorts of desires and of course they would act on them. It was a part of living after all. It had always been like this for as long as he could remember being acquainted with Venti, he never cared too much thinking of Venti sleeping with whoever. He was aware it happened. Very often. But for the longest time Zhongli felt slightly annoyed by the fact. He didn’t understand why. The thought of any of his other friends doing that did not disturb him. Not that he thought of people other than Venti having sex very often. He didn’t think of Venti often either! It was just- it was confusing for him.
Zhongli sighed. Instead of heading home he ended up sitting atop a hill just outside of Liyue Harbor. It wasn’t confusing at all, he had been infatuated with Venti for quite some time now. He knew why he was feeling this way, he just didn't want to say it. When Venti slept with other people, Zhongli didn’t find himself caring that much other than a slight annoyance. That was all. However, he felt somewhat hurt this time.
Unlike the nobody mortals from before that Venti would occasionally bed, it seemed different with Xiao. Like maybe Venti had found someone to actually spend his years with outside of just hookups. The way that Venti had teased the short man, the fondness in his words.
That magical night.
The words, the fondness of them, hadn't left his mind. They had haunted him the whole walk here. What is that drunkard doing to me?
He felt the slight breeze of night brush past his face. He looked up to the stars. Dammit. He sighed defeatedly.
“Why hello there Mr. Zhongli.” The playful voice of the wind greeted him for the second time that day.
Zhongli, despite how he was feeling, simply smiled back. “Not returned back to Mondstdat yet? Have you finished their wine supply, you drunkard? Come to attack the stock here in Liyue?” Zhongli teased.
Venti laughed, amused, and took a seat in the soft grass right next to him. Damn, he could almost feel the bard’s side connecting with his. Just a bit closer and they would be leaning on each other.
“Ha ha. Very funny, Morax.” Venti giggled.
“Morax?” Zhongli raised a brow and looked at him. Oh that was a mistake. The moonlight made him look ethereal . The starry moonlit sky had highlighted his braids beautifully, like they were glowing almost. Slight specks of freckles revealed themselves under the slightly pink cheeks. Venti was beautiful.
“Figured since it’s just us two, I can call you that again.” Venti explained, his expression softening as he smiled gently. This truly was the smile of the God of freedom. Zhongli felt a sense of relief witnessing it every time. “Besides, Morax is a pretty hot name after all.” Venti shrugged.
Hot.
“I do not wish to hear your teasing, Barbatos.” he said trying to sound serious, but he knew he sounded a bit flabbergasted anyway.
Venti only giggled. Gods, it was the cutest sound in all of Teyvat.
“Is the big bad Morax perhaps flustered?” Damn this man.
Zhongli sighed and simply ignored him, looking up at the stars clustered in the sky. Venti shifted down right up against him and sighed relaxingly. He was hyper aware of how close Venti was to him now. Their sides touched each other and Venti rested his head on Zhongli’s shoulder. Zhongli felt his cheeks warm. He swore, Venti was the only one who had this sort of effect on him. He never really got this close to anyone. He had good friends, sure. But not many people could sit with him under a beautiful dark sky and lean on him like this .
It felt romantic…
He cleared his throat awkwardly. “So, Xiao huh?” He managed to fumble out his mouth. He didn’t know why he brought up Xiao of all people now.
Venti hummed in thought. “What’s up with Xiao?” he asked, sitting up to face Zhongli.
What did he mean What’s up with Xiao ? Wasn’t Zhongli’s question clear enough already? Did he truly not understand?
Zhongli sighed. “Barbatos. Surely you don’t wish that I- say it? Do you?”
“Morax.” Venti moved right in front of him, now completely facing him. “I don’t understand exactly what you’re asking me about Xiao right now.” The bard whined. Oh god he was so adorable.
They stared at each other for a few seconds, neither knowing what to say. Why on Earth did he bring up Xiao? What was the reason?
“Well. For how long have you two been…” He pauses for a second, not really knowing how to continue. Venti and those pretty eyes stared at him expectantly, waiting for him to finish his thought. “...involved.” What was that? Zhongli had never spoken so submissively in his life. He sounded like a kicked puppy.
Venti stared at him.
And stared.
And stared.
Until he let out the slightest giggle behind the hand that came to cover his mouth. Zhongli felt his cheeks heat.
“What is it?” His tone turned serious. The bard was clearly holding in laughter. Something that Zhongli usually enjoyed, he now felt embarrassed. He looked over to the grass and avoided eye contact when all Venti did was laugh. Gods, what did he do?
“Morax! Morax, you’re killing me!” Venti managed to say through more laughter.
Zhongli only rolled his eyes. He tried to fight the small smile that made its way to his lips hearing Venti’s sweet laughs. How could he have this effect on him? This was serious. Zhongli didn’t know whether the bard he’d been enamored with was in an actual romantic relationship with somebody else or not. The thought ate him up inside. The thought of anyone but him taking Venti and Venti seeing it as something more than a one night stand killed him inside. He wasn’t even sure whether or not that was the case. He felt distressed about the thought. Yet, he couldn’t help but smile hearing that damn laugh.
“Morax. Morax, I need you to be completely honest with me.” Venti suddenly stopped laughing and looked at him with a mischievous smile. Zhongli nodded silently, waiting for the bard to continue. “Are you jealous? Of Xiao?” Venti asked playfully.
“I- jealous?” His eyes widened in surprise.
Zhongli froze.
His cheeks were fully hot now. He quickly looked away.
“No. I am not jealous. I was just asking of your relationship with Xiao-”
“What do you care anyway? Wanna hear about all the crazy sex I’ve had?” Venti shot back.
“I wish to know nothing of your inappropriate sex life.” Zhongli huffed, trying to stay composed at the things Venti was saying.
“You jealous old man. Why are you so stubborn?” Venti asked, sounding quite entertained. Zhongli frowned.
Before he could even think of any proper response to the question that caught him completely off guard, Venti moved over to sit on his lap. He rested one arm on his shoulder and used the other to gently grab his face and turn his head toward him.
If that didn’t do things to Zhongli…
“You’re so obvious, Morax.” Venti settled in his lap, both his arms wrapped around his shoulders now.
Zhongli didn’t know how to respond. Really, how was he supposed to respond? With the truth? That he was jealous? That he didn’t like the fact Venti slept with Xiao? That he wanted to be the one that fucked him? How was he to say any of that?
“I am not obvious.” was all he could bring himself to say next.
Venti snorted. “Stubborn blockhead. I’m not ‘involved’ with Xiao, dummy.” He clarified, clearly for Zhongli’s sake. “It was a one time thing!” Zhongli rolled his eyes, feeling embarrassed. “Aw c’mon, don’t be like that! Have you ever known me to settle down with the lovely people I sleep with?”
“Stop seducing the citizens of Liyue.” Zhongli said already tired of hearing Venti speak on this topic.
Venti laughed, loud and humorous. “If not them, then who am I permitted to fuck here, ‘O mighty Morax’.” Venti teased him.
All Zhongli could do was look at him. The answer was right on his tongue. All he had to do was say it.
“The mighty Morax won’t humor me with a response? My… guess I’ll just have to go about my night in search of my next Liyuen victim.” Venti continued to mock. “Hmm… that Baizhu sure is a cute one. Oh! And the sailor Beidou, how I’d love to-
Zhongli tugged him so that their bodies were completely pressed together, his strong arms wrapped around Venti’s smaller body.
“Please, Barbatos… Shut up.” Zhongli couldn’t listen to him speak of that anymore. He tightened his hold, his chin resting on Venti's shoulder.
“Jealous and stubborn. Stupid blockhead, I knew you wanted me.” Venti pulled back and grabbed Zhongli’s face. “Listen here Zhongli. I am going to kiss you. And I am going to kiss you because I want you. Okay?”
Without even giving him time to respond or even nod, Venti's ridiculously soft lips were already planted on Zhongli’s. Fuck, they were so soft. Venti’s hand traveled to the back of his head to pull him in even more and deepen the kiss. Zhongli’s hands moved to Venti’s waist. His tiny waist that was small enough where Zhongli could effortlessly touch the tips of his fingers together.
Venti pulled back before Zhongli could get into it anymore. He pouted. Fucking pouted . Like a spoiled child who couldn’t have candy.
“You enjoyed that, huh? The Morax pouting before me. Ehe~ you’re adorable Zhongli.” Venti winked at him.
Zhongli leaned back in for another kiss, how he longed for another kiss he couldn’t take it. Now that he had felt like what it was like to have Venti’s lips on his… No wonder Venti was so sought out by men and women alike. Venti pulled away slightly and Zhongli still chased his lips. Before he could kiss him again Venti held his face lightly.
“Morax you flatter me.” He said in a singsong voice. “We can’t continue.” He then stated.
Zhongli’s heart dropped. Did he not like it? Oh gods, did Zhongli make him uncomfortable. He seemed to be into it so much just a few seconds ago.
“Why..?” Zhongli asked dreadfully, already feeling a sense of rejection.
“Because you haven’t told me what you want, blockhead. Poor little me has been doing all the work. Kissed you first and everything. So, tell me what you want from me.” Venti winked.
Zhongli kept silent for a bit. He didn’t know how to respond to that. Was he supposed to say he had wanted him since the days of the Archon War?
Venti sighed. “Fine, I'll go first.” He playfully rolled his eyes. “I want you.” He lifted his fingers and poked Zhongli’s chest. “To take me however you’d like. I don’t care, I just want you right now.” He stated confidently, putting his arms back around Zhongli. “Now. What would you like from me?” His breath tickled Zhongli’s ear, sending a pleasant shiver through his body. Venti moved so that their bodies were closer than before. Zhongli didn’t know if he could get any redder.
“I want you, all of you. I’ve wanted you for centuries. I want to do what you tell me and I’m happy to have you however you please.” The words were just spilling from his lips, Zhongli felt his sense of control slipping away. “Please, please let me take you, let me have you for myself…” He leaned back in to kiss him again, this time successful.
Venti enthusiastically returned the kiss, tilting his head to deepen it even more. Venti opened his mouth and Zhongli followed, their tongues meeting and sliding against each other. It was bliss. Hands moved and roamed, feeling each other up without a care in the world. Zhongli’s hands found themselves tightly wrapping around Venti and pulling him even closer, like he wanted them to fuse together and stay like that. Venti allowed himself to be manhandled as Zhongli started grinding his bulge up to meet the others crotch.
“Mmph- ah Morax… so eager.” Venti pulled back, a string of saliva connecting their wet lips. Venti looked down at the hard bulge in Zhongli’s pants and looked back up to meet Zhongli’s shamefully desperate eyes. “Look at you, the mighty god of contracts, desperate.” He purred, grinding himself on the hard bulge beneath him.
Zhongli whined, moving his hips to meet Venti’s. “Oh- Venti! Stop being such a tease will you…?” Zhongli groaned.
“How about no.” Venti winked and stuck his tongue out. Zhongli continued grinding upwards trying to find relief. “Gods, I never knew you were this shameless Morax. Look at you, it’s not what I expected at all.” Venti continued to tease him verbally. Zhongli couldn’t find it in himself to care at that point because Venti was right. He was being shameless and he was desperate, but who could blame him with Venti grinding himself on Zhongli’s lap and teasing him like that?
Suddenly, Venti’s movement halted and Zhongli’s hips couldn’t find his anymore. Venti had gotten up on his knees and started to take off his pants, revealing that he hadn’t been wearing underwear. Zhongli felt himself explode. Fuck. Fuck.
“B-Barbatos! Your pants! We’re in-!”
“Public?” Venti finished, as carefree as ever. “Come on Morax, you didn’t have a problem with what we were doing just now. Besides, no one is going to pass by here now…” he purred, sliding a few fingers down to rub at his clit, making a show of his wet pussy now on display. “Plus, I don’t intend to fuck you just yet, next time for sure, but not now.” He reached down and started undoing Zhongli’s own pants.
Zhongli was speechless. “What am I going to do with you…?” He mumbled to himself.
Venti simply winked. “Fuck me next time of course.” Zhongli swore he could see a sparkle in his gorgeous eyes.
With both of them now exposed, Venti wasted no time getting back in the same position from before. Zhongli moaned— moaned— at the deliciously wet folds sliding against his cock. Venti leaned forward and started biting and sucking Zhongli’s neck, sure to leave marks after this. If Zhongli couldn’t keep his sounds in before, fuck , it was actually impossible now.
“ Ohhh ! Ah- Venti… keep going. Mmmph ! Just like that please please please !” His voice cracked at the last word. Zhongli begged for release, throwing all shame out the window. Never in his thousand of years of living had he begged anybody for anything. Yet, here he was, not even fucking Venti, just simply grinding himself on him, and begging like a whore.
Venti pushed Zhongli down and with a soft thud, Zhongli lay in the grass with Venti grinding his pussy against him harder than before. Barbatos. Venti might as well have been riding his cock at that point. It took every bit of self control for Zhongli not to push himself inside Venti. At this angle it was so fucking easy. Zhongli moaned at the thought.
“Mm- aaahh… Never thought the great Rex Lapis would be reduced to sounding like a common whore just from me doing this.” And with that Venti brought his hand down to rub the head of Zhongli’s cock. Zhongli felt the breath get knocked out of him, his movements became uneven and shaky. “Oh? Going to cum already? Hm Mr. Zhongli?” He felt his cock throb at the constant teasing.
With one final movement of hips Zhongli came with the lewdest sound he never even knew he was capable of producing. He’d feel embarrassed about it later, now though…
“V-venti- ah! F-fuckk…” he let out a pleased moan, feeling Venti riding out the rest of his high until he came with a sweet moan. Gods, the sound was beautiful. Zhongli would think of nothing but it for years to come.
Venti collapsed on top of him, his head resting on Zhongli’s clothed chest. For the next few minutes, they both just lay there in silence, panting and basking in each other’s touch. Zhongli brought his arm to rub Venti’s back and cuddled him there.
After a bit more time passed, Venti broke the silence. “Been wanting that for so long.” He mumbled, voice laced with exhaustion. Zhongli's brow raised in surprise. He sat up with Venti in his lap to look at him properly. “What? Why are you still surprised?” Venti giggled and pecked a sweet kiss to Zhongli’s lips. “I’ve been sending obvious hints all these years. I just didn’t think you felt the same after not doing anything about it. Until I happened to notice how jealous you were when I mentioned the Xiao thing earlier.” There was that name again.
“Don’t talk about him—or that —now.” Zhongli hissed.
“Such a possessive old man.” Venti chuckled at his reaction.
Zhongli did not dignify him with a response that time.
“No answer? Well, guess you won’t mind if I continue sleeping around, will you?” Venti wiggled his eyebrows, clearly teasing him, but Zhongli wasn’t having any of it.
He pulled Venti close and embraced his small body tightly. “You’re mine now.” He grumbled into his shoulder. No more speaking of your other encounters around me anymore. No more even looking at anyone other than me like that anymore.” He sounded jealous and possessive, so what?
Venti only laughed some more at this. “With the way you were moaning for me? I think you’re actually mine, Morax.” Zhongli blushed and buried his face into the other man’s shoulder. “Oh? Embarrassed now are we? You didn’t sound so embarrassed when you were begging-”
“Enough.” Zhongli groaned, feeling his face heating once again. Venti continued laughing, obviously entertained by this development. Zhongli reached up and pinched his soft cheek to stop him.
“Okay okay! I’ll stop! Ow!” Venti squealed. “I meant what I said though.” He leaned in and planted a deep kiss on Zhongli’s soft lips. “You’re going to fuck me next time Morax.” Venti purred.
Zhongli nodded and leaned in for another kiss. “Venti.” He started. The other looked at him and waited for him to continue. “I don’t want you er… sharing your body with anyone else from now on, okay?” Zhongli blushed, but still held his eyes with Venti’s.
Venti smiled sweetly. “Of course not. You’re mine now, remember? From now on you’re my only plaything.” Zhongli smiled stupidly. And simply nodded. Their lips met once again as they embraced each other yet again.