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“Contracts cannot be used to define friendship. Nor measure sentiment.”
“Is that what this is, then?” Childe asks in a voice so hushed it’s nearly a whisper. “Sentiment?”
Does Zhongli feel it too, this tug as inexorable as the tide? Resonant waves that cascade against the dominance of earth. They had been close like this once before—sea brine staining their tongues beneath the sun’s unflinching light. How sweet the promise of perhaps, all the more erotic for its uncertainty.
Childe arrives in Liyue and is introduced to an enigmatic funeral consultant. There are meals and stories and a slow exchange of intimacy.
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- Part 1 of Of Sea and Stone
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Dottore sulks during a celebratory banquet. In his enduring generosity, Pantalone offers him something to complain about—the threat of a good time.
Or: semi-public displays of a̵g̵g̵r̵e̵s̵s̵i̵o̵n̵ affection
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- Part 3 of Needles and Threadfics
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Pantalone’s hand climbs the line of the leather harness, teasing at the collar around Dottore’s throat. A finger slides beneath the ring. “The well-fed man does not understand the wants of the hungry, doctor.”
Perhaps not. But Dottore can see the hunger enclosed in Pantalone’s eyes. Endless and insatiable, it devours the violet of his irises, swelling out from the yawning maws of ink-dark pupils.
Dottore’s voice pitches low. “And what is it you want, Regrator?”
A story about power and intimacy and the romance of fair exchange. Also, Pantalone wears a corset.
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- Part 5 of A Hundred Visions and Revisions
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Dottore finds Pantalone intimately entwined with a Segment. He decides to test his hypothesis about how much Pantalone can take.
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- Part 2 of Needles and Threadfics
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Dottore surprises Pantalone with a promise. Pantalone makes a wish. Perhaps there’s some magic to Lantern Rite, after all.
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- Part 1 of Needles and Threadfics
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Alhaitham’s head snaps up. “Kaveh, what are you doing?”
“Working on—mmph—on a project.”
That was definitely a moan. Muffled but still loud enough that it coils over the curve of Alhaitham’s ear. He splays his palm against the woodgrain and leans against the expansive desk, narrowed eyes gleaming in the blue-green light.
“So that’s why you used the Akasha terminal. You do realize that I’m at work, don’t you?”
Acting Grand Sage Alhaitham jerks off to Kaveh’s voice in his office. Kaveh gets punished for the trouble.
Haikaveh Week | Day 4
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What Alhaitham mistakes for ribbons are actually vines: verdant tendrils that curl around Kaveh’s limbs and bind his wrists above his head. Sprawls of greenery crawl over his freckled skin and spiral around his throat, his thighs, his hips.
And between Kaveh’s legs, a thick stalk fucking deep into his ass, pulling out moan after broken moan.
Kaveh discovers a creative use for his Vision. Alhaitham very much enjoys the sight.
Haikaveh Week | Day 2
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“Revel in your temper all you’d like, Regrator, but dispense with the empty threats. You would never be so bold as to wave a loaded gun in my face."
Pantalone arches an immaculate brow and glides the revolver over Dottore’s cheekbone. “Care to make a wager, then? I hear you’re ever so fond of gambling away your lives these days.”
Dottore traded away his Segments for a Gnosis. Pantalone collects his debt.
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- Part 2 of Fractal Lives
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“Isn’t this backwards, Morax?” There’s a mocking edge to Childe’s tone. “Since when do gods get on their knees?”
Zhongli presses a tender kiss to the gruesome scar that sprawls across Childe’s trembling thigh. “This isn’t the first time I have knelt before you, Childe.” His lips trail higher until he hears a hitch of breath. “From my vantage point, this remains the same.”
Childe sustains injuries at the Golden House. Zhongli helps him heal. There is a bath, a broken teapot, and a coming to terms.
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- Part 2 of Of Sea and Stone
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“You’re a clever man,” Alhaitham murmurs into his empty study. The earpiece casts a gentle glow over his skin. “You don’t really need me to explain it to you, do you?”
Kaveh exhales a shaky breath. “No. No, I think I get the idea.”
Alhaitham tinkers with a pair of Akasha terminals. While Kaveh is away in the desert for a project, they use the devices to indulge a little.
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“It might surprise you to know that, while the great and brilliant Kaveh doodles, some of us actually engage in the pursuit of knowledge.”
“Doodles? You—!” Rage flushes Kaveh’s face as red as his eyes. “Maybe if you didn’t have all that knowledge shoved up your ass, you could actually appreciate true artistry when you see it!”
“Well, maybe if you had a bit more knowledge shoved up yours, you’d have the common courtesy to help clean up around the house.”
It’s admittedly not how the Akademiya intended Knowledge Capsules to be used, but Alhaitham wonders if Kaveh might finally learn something.
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“Childe.” Zhongli speaks his name with such terrible fondness, full-bodied and replete with amusement. “You and I both know how insatiable you are.”
He teases a finger over the curve of Childe’s ear and follows it along his jawline, skims lower to catch his fluttering pulse. Childe leans in despite himself. “Given that we happen to be here and so too are the Captain, the Doctor, and the Regrator—”
“Hold on,” Childe interrupts. “Let me get this straight: you want to watch me get fucked by the Harbingers?”
Zhongli laughs again. It’s achingly sincere. “That is a bit more crass of a phrase than I would have chosen, but yes.”
Or, Zhongli loves watching Childe fall apart to pleasure, so he offers to organize him an orgy. You know, just a thoughtful romantic gesture.
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When Dottore leans forward, fingers splayed out over the forgotten papers, his carmine eyes gleam with fervid hunger. The pulsing light of the Akasha catches on his serrated smile.
“Nothing would wake you up, dear. Not a sound, not a feeling. You would be—” A spark, a shiver, rippling over every inch of his body. “—entirely at my mercy.”
Pantalone’s breath hitches. For the right price, the knife’s edge of surrender has always been so deathly appealing.
Dottore has made some rather spectacular adjustments to the Akasha terminal. Pantalone indulges him in a blasphemous little experiment.
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- Part 4 of A Hundred Visions and Revisions
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Kept these Words Behind My Tongue by Pantalonely for dominicgray
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
14 Nov 2022
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Kaveh scowls at Alhaitham from across table, cinnabar eyes narrowed under the blades of his golden lashes. His showy pen hovers over the trace paper.
“You were doing that thing again,” Alhaitham says, returning his expression. “That thing with your tongue.”
Sticking it out, that is, the moist pink tip curled temptingly over his lower lip. It happens more often than not whenever Kaveh’s concentration slips into deep focus. Of all the man’s terrible habits—and Alhaitham can enumerate several of them—this one has to be the most infuriating.
Kaveh still sticks his tongue out when he concentrates. Alhaitham still notices. He’s beginning to think it’s time to show Kaveh just how distracting a tongue can be.
Inspired by dominicgray’s fic “hide behind these words.”
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Forgetting You, But Not the Time by Pantalonely
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
09 Nov 2022
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“You’re not mourning a person, dear Regrator. You’re mourning a time.”
Pantalone rounds and it lands him in Dottore’s hold. “You flatter yourself,” he whispers—if only to ensure his voice doesn’t break on the words. “Who says I’m mourning at all?”
A hand cups his chin. At some point, it seems Dottore has removed his gloves. When did he remove his gloves? Pantalone feels the scars scrape over his jaw.
“You always did overestimate your ability to lie to me.”
Pantalone grieves the aftermath of Dottore’s encounter with a God. Under the watchful stars, they reconcile.
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- Part 1 of Fractal Lives
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“Hurry up, Alhaitham.” Kaveh’s fist smashes against the wood of the door for the third time. “It’s going to be your fault that I’m late for class again this week!”
Under the steady stream of scalding water, Alhaitham smothers a chuckle against the back of his hand.
“I never said you couldn’t join me,” he says. "There might even still be hot water left for you this way.”
There’s only one shower in the apartment and Alhaitham gets to it first. Kaveh does not end up being on time for class.
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Ayato tastes of sweet tea when he leans in and claims Thoma’s mouth. There’s a hunger that lurks in the softness of the kiss. When Ayato pulls away, Thoma almost wants to cry. He wants. He wants.
“What do you want, Thoma?”
Thoma doesn’t have the right words. “W-whatever you’d like, my lord. Whatever you—”
“Oh, Thoma.” Ayato sighs. He seems almost displeased by the answer, and the very thought of disappointing Ayato sends a pang through Thoma’s chest. Then Ayato’s slender fingers splay over Thoma’s sternum, brushing over the harness of red rope, cool against overheated skin. “Very well, then.”
Ayato needs Thoma to ask for what he wants. Thoma wants to obey.
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“Perhaps I should have you beg me to burn you, doctor. You always force me to ask for it.”
Dottore snorts. “The difference between you and me is that you are a desperate, needy pain slut and I am… I’m going to—a-ah!”
“Going to what?” Pantalone laughs, voice high and sweet as he dribbles hot wax below the sharp jut of a collarbone. “What do you plan to do, darling? You’re all tied up.”
Il Dottore’s in one of his tempers. Pantalone is unmoved. Over candlelit tea, one thing leads to another.
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- Part 3 of A Hundred Visions and Revisions
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The Delights of a Chemical Smile by Pantalonely
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
08 Oct 2022
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Day 6 | Vampires
“I already told you. I don’t have your mora.”
The Regrator is so close that Dottore can see his own reflection in the glittering glass that shields those bloodless eyes.
“Oh, doctor,” Pantalone croons. He grazes the back of a gloved knuckle over Dottore’s cheek, docking it just below his jaw. “The Northland Bank is always amenable to dealing in currencies other than money. Blood and tears will do just fine.”
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Day 1 | Ignored Safeword
“Enough, Tartaglia.”
Capitano’s gloved palm seizes Childe’s hip, but the bruising force does little to deter the Harbinger. There’s blood now, too much of it. Tears. There is no honour in this.
For the first time since Childe had stumbled off the boat from Liyue, stumbled into the firm circle of his armoured embrace, stumbled under his whip, Capitano denies him.
Certain in the knowledge that he has gone too far (no matter how much Childe insists he’s fine, he wants it, he needs it), Capitano utters the safeword. And Childe— poor, feral, floundering Childe who thinks he deserves to be punished—ignores it. A heart-wrenching conversation ensues.