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Truthfully, the Fatui harbinger hadn’t expected the calvary captain to end things so swiftly,not that he hadn’t expected anything less from the other male, but...not for his defeat to come in a flurry of icy attacks and nimble dodging
And of course, a defeated Fatui always, always , downgraded in size, leaving the harbinger kitten-sized and relatively helpless to do anything other than defend himself, and the look Captain Kaeya’d given Childe before he’d...been shrunken down to this size had made him shiver, a nervous feeling settling in his stomach
“Now, what do we have here, hm?” the ice knight purred, grasping the former Fatui by the collar of his jacket, raising him to his face, the unnerved feeling curled in his gut again, especially at the diamond-shaped pupils boring into his soul like icicles
“Ghh...put me down, you won. What do you want from me?” Childe hissed, scrambling in the knight’s grasp, which in turn only caused the quartermaster to grin, bringing the smaller male closer to his face “Oh, that’s quite simple, really, you see, challenging you sure did work up an appetite! And it would be a shame to let a meal like you go”
Wait, what?
Childe swore he felt his heart stop when he finally processed the implications of the knight’s words “That’s inhumane! You can’t do that!” and there was that godawful, chilling sneer again “Feisty, are we? That’s only going to get you so far, Fatui.” Kaeya purred out, with a rumble that made the former Harbinger’s chest buzz
Before he raised the other man to his lips, opening his jaws wide. The knight did not hesitate to slide the Fatui’s form into his maw, Childe writhing helplessly as his legs became ensnared by powerful throat muscles, aided by successive, quick swallows, each swallow dragging him further and further into the knight’s core, before he finally slipped within the ice-wielder’s warm confines, his size forcing him to bend and shift awkwardly to get comfortable
“There we go, a fitting punishment for you, don’t ya think?” Kaeya teased, fingers tracing over the evident distend in his middle with a purr, causing the harbinger so obviously tucked away beneath his skin to shove at the walls and grimace
“I don’t remember
eating
you the last time we fought,
Captain
” Childe hissed, there wasn’t quite venom in his tone, merely halfhearted annoyance. The cryo user merely rolled his eyes and pressed into the other man’s shape, smirking “How I can resist? You’re quite filling, better than fine wine, and that’s saying a lot”, the knight rumbled, continuing tracing shapes over Childe’s obvious indent so deep beneath his flesh
“...I’ll get you back for this one day. I hope you know that.” came the Fatui’s response, shoving at the walls as he spoke. He knew it was highly unlikely, given the cavalry captain had defeated him twice, within the span of a week.
“Mhm, keep telling yourself that, Tartaglia.”