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    “Does it bother you?” Flins asks, voice low with concern.

    Does it…bother Varka? Now that’s one hell of a question. If by ‘bothered’ Flins means that Varka is upset by the reminder of Flins’ ethereal otherness, his long-lived history, and all the difficulties their incompatible lifespans will surely bring upon them further down the line, then no, not in the slightest. It’s but a small price to pay for loving Flins, and Varka certainly wouldn’t want him to change anything about himself—not for Varka’s sake, nor anyone else’s.

    But if by ‘bothered’ Flins is referring to Varka’s sudden newfound, all-consuming compulsion to hear him speak fae again—a rallying war cry in the midst of battle; whispers of sweet nothings in their quiet moments together; breathless gasps and moans, punctuated by screams of Varka’s name as Flins writhes in pleasure—then yes, Varka supposes it does bother him quite a bit.

    Or, Varka wants Flins to speak fae to him in bed.

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    “Any challenge is a worthwhile endeavor,” Varka replies. “But if you’re worried about being fair or giving me a handicap…” Flins certainly hadn’t said that, but now he’s curious, and he grows more curious as Varka withdraws a scrap of fabric from one pocket. “Play blindfolded.”

    The challenge whets Flins’s appetite. He isn’t the kind of fae who exults in games of chance but rather ones of wit and strategy, and he was fond of collecting intelligent men like glittering baubles at the Belyi Tsar’s court. “If I am to handicap myself, then I should receive a greater reward if I win, don’t you think?” he asks, the words out of his mouth before he can help them, for he, like all fae, loves a bargain.

    When a bad storm strands Varka at Flins's lighthouse, the two play chess to pass the time. After beating Varka twice, Flins agrees to play with a blindfold, provided the loser owe the winner a boon.

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    “But you must go. You must. I am not—” The dragon groans.

    “You’re sending mixed messages,” Wriothesley says, closing his eyes, tipping back his head, and trying very hard not to put his hands on the dragon’s hips to pull him closer still. For fuck’s sake, what is it with him and beautiful, dangerous men? “Can’t go if I can’t run. Can’t do any of that if you keep doing this.”

    The dragon whines in the back of his throat, mouthing the underside of Wriothesley’s jaw. “You must bind me,” he says. “And then walk—walk—out. Otherwise, my instincts… my desires…” He shudders. “I will want to chase you. Bring you back here.”

    When the Lady of Merusea asks Wriothesley to help with the local dragon, he expects the dragon will need a good slaying, not a good breeding.

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    “Right. Well, Emil usually can keep a secret, but in the off chance he does tell the rest of Mondstadt’s nobility and questions start coming your way, let me know so I can dissuade the ru–”

    “I don’t see why we need to deny it.”

    Kaeya almost drops his coin. “You…what?”

    “I receive a few proposals often, though usually Adelinde throws them out before I can read them. But the letters bother you as well, correct?”

    “I mean, a little bit, yes–”

    “And I have no intention of marrying any time soon either, nor any romantic prospects. Let them think we’re courting one another.”

    Kaeya and Diluc are at a standstill, unable to stay away from each other, unable to ask each other to really stay. A chance to reconcile comes in the form of a fake relationship, proving that sometimes, you just need a spark to finally set things in motion.

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    "I...." He breathed out through his nose. At last, he decided he simply needed to say it before it utterly consumed him. So, perhaps a tad louder than he wished, he finally said, "I wish to kiss Wriothesley."

    At once, there was that tightness in his chest, that heat in the pit of his stomach, that dizzying feeling in his head.

    "Oh, Monsieur..." Sedene said softly, and he wasn't quite sure how to take that response.

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    This is a fic about Neuvillette and Wriothesley, both virgins, never having kissed anyone, never having any romantic experience at all for their own particular reasons, falling in love. And it is, more specifically, about Wriothesley's own insecurity, and needing Neuvillette to gently pull down the walls he's put up to protect himself.

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