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It was fair for Eula to be suspicious of Albedo, even Albedo himself admitted that.
With recent events, it was somewhat expected of everyone to have their eyes on Albedo.
"Hand it over," Eula ordered, holding out her hand.
But Albedo could have never anticipated something like this.
Usually, Albedo would be more than open about his notes. However, there was one specific set of notes Albedo would simply not want Eula to get ahold of.
"I don't think that's necessary," Albedo responded calmly. He was good at hiding things with his signature poker face.
Unlucky for him, Eula could see through it. He was more than nervous.
"I think it's more than necessary," Eula took a step towards Albedo, getting closer.
Albedo never imagined himself in such a predicament. Having Eula stare into him as if she was reading his thoughts word for word was more than enough for Albedo to fear her next few moves. Eula was not one to mess with, she wasn't the renaissance captain for nothing.
Eula was someone who got what she wanted. If a job needed to be done, she'd do it; and she'd do it well, with a swift elegance that even Albedo couldn't diverge from. There was no chance he would get out of this.
"This is your last chance, Albedo," Eula threatened, her eyes narrowing accordingly. Eula had him cornered. Albedo couldn't escape- at least- not physically.
"Eula, please, this isn't needed. It's important notes-"
"Then why hide them?", Eula's patience was running thin, "What are you hiding?"
Albedo stepped back, fingers clutching to his notebook tightly, "You'll see when it's finished."
That was a lie. She would never see- not if Albedo had anything to do with it.
"I don't care. Just show me. I won't share it with anyone- that is, if I deem it safe to keep between us," Eula's voice deepened, another sign of her seriousness.
The silence between them lingered painfully, Albedo's fingers aching due to his grip. He couldn't let this happen. He had to try and save his pride.
But Eula was going to get her hands on his notes. His actions were futile.
With a swift grab, Eula clutched his notebook that he clung onto so tightly. Yanking it down, Albedo's eyes widened, trying his best to fight against it.
Even though he was waiting for it, Albedo was caught off guard. The notebook tripped from his fingers, a second of weakness was all it took for Eula to take the dear notebook from his twinging fingers. He wasn't truly any match for Eula, his specialty did not lay within strength.
Albedo, in a moment of weakness, let out a harsh yell as he continued to reach for the notebook, "AH!"
He knew, inside, this was it. It was just sinking in.
Eula held the notes above her head, a place where Albedo couldn't reach for the time being, "Just let me look."
Eula's voice still didn't raise. Throughout this entire disagreement, she kept her calm. She knew, even from the beginning, she was going to look at his book.
Albedo, inside, knew that too. He just didn't want to accept it.
He couldn't bear to look. He couldn't bear to speak. Eula stepped away from him and for the first time, Albedo didn't hold up a fight for it. He didn't chase her. There was no need to. He knew this was coming.
Eula stared at him for a moment, monitoring his behaviour. Albedo was never one to cower in such a way. His pride was taking a large hit.
Eula wondered what it was, perhaps it was some sort of evil plan like she assumed. People called her crazy for it. She was determined to prove them wrong. Albedo would not make a fool out of Eula.
Flicking the first few pages over, Eula noticed nothing but boring alchemy notes. As expected. There were also some lists and a note that seemed like someone's birthday? Albedo didn't have amazing handwriting. It differed depending on how fast he needed to write.
Flicking over and over, Eula found herself frustrated. Nothing, nothing, nothing- that was until she found what she was finally looking for. Towards the back of the book, after a few potions and "possible test ideas", then Eula saw it.
"So that's your plan!"
Albedo was ultimately confused. What had she seen? Surely she hadn’t found what he dreaded, at least not yet.
After moments of agonising silence, Eula raised her hand to point an accusing finger towards Albedo, “You- You’ve been planning to take over the people of Mondstadt!”
Okay, now Albedo really didn’t understand. He didn’t have a clue where Eula would pull such an accusation from.
His face remained purplexed, although there was some fear in his eyes, that wasn’t the main issue here. Albedo was almost certain he’d done nothing…Well, wrong. He just had private notes he would have preferred no one to see.
So where was she getting this from?
Eula only seemed to get more irritated as time went on; Albedo’s silence was insulting. How dare he stand there and pretend as if he hadn’t written these notes himself. Eula had been wrong on only very few occasions. She was certain these were Albedo’s. This was his handwriting, even his art had a particular style which Eula felt was irreplicable. It was evidently Albedo’s handiwork.
Yet, he somehow, somewhere, found the audacity to pretend this wasn’t his?
This was more than insulting. This wasn’t just offensive, this was something else.
Albedo really did have the nerve.
“Don’t give me such a look,” Eula scorned, clicking her heel by her side, “Are these not your notes?”
She swung the book around, shoving it closer to Albedo.
Albedo’s face grew bright red.
It made sense now.
“I- Well- Eula-!”
“Well?”, Eula’s voice raised, causing Albedo to cower. An extremely rare mannerism from Albedo.
Albedo had very few emotional weaknesses. He never really opened up and when he did, it wasn’t about anything that could bother him in particular. Albedo didn’t like to be out of control in these situations- mainly because he never figured out how to deal with such embarrassment and humiliation. It wasn’t something Albedo experienced often.
He never truly experienced any crippling emotion.
“Well?!”
Well, until now.
"I get it, I get it, it's weird!", Albedo choked, stumbling over his words. He never imagined he’d have someone pry in his notes. Usually, most didn’t find them of much importance. Albedo didn’t usually panic whenever he lost them either but…This notebook. It was the only one he felt had some sort of value.
“You think you can take over Mondstadt- Like this?”, Eula scoffed, almost as if she was mocking him for thinking up such a plan.
But it wasn’t a plan.
There was no plan in his notes.
So what was Eula reading?
“I…No?”, Albedo’s face was written in confusion. Eula didn’t understand the notes. She must have skimmed over them, viewed the small sketches and drew her conclusion before fully assessing his…’work’.
Albedo really wanted to explain.
But how could he?
That’s not really something anyone can explain concisely, nor is it easy.
“Well. You’re coming with me. I’m not letting this go unseen,” Eula assured, taking powerful strides towards Albedo, with a confidence that surely no one could match.
“No- No- You don’t understand-”, Albedo shook his hands in front of him, trying to back away from her. He didn’t want anyone seeing his notes- especially when he was there to witness their reaction. He had a limited amount of time to justify just exactly what he had written, "Just- Let me explain-"
"I don't have any more time to hear your excuses," Eula was approaching him. Fast. He had to say something.
"It's- I- It's a...Sexual...Research…", The words came slower than he intended them to, but it was just in time. Eula grabbed him regardless, the information was still processing due to his awkward lengthy pauses.
Then it sank in.
Eula's face was evidently confused. She didn't understand what that was supposed to mean. She let the words ponder in her head, attempting to make sense of them.
She was under the impression Albedo had just admitted to wanting to take over Mondstadt for sexual purposes...But she didn't understand why he'd tell her that. What an odd thing to admit to.
Nonetheless, she stepped away from him temporarily, a moment of fear. The idea Albedo just put in Eula's head seemed to have the ability to even frighten someone like her. Maybe something was up his sleeve
"You can think again. I won't let you take over anyone- Especially not for your own sick gratification!"
She...really didn't get it.
Albedo physically winced at the sound of Eula's words. That really was not what he wanted, nor was he appreciative of her announcing it like it was fact.
Albedo was cornered, he would have to spell it out for her.
"No! No- it's for...It's me. It's notes about...You know. It's…", Albedo really wasn't one to stammer, he had the tendency to think before he spoke- and even then he was usually intelligent enough to speak on the spot
"It's a composition of...investigations…About my sexual...tastes?"
Well, usually he could.
Eula's expression faltered. Maybe now she was able to comprehend the reasons behind his notes.
Staying still, her expression gradually turned from confused to sour. Albedo wasn’t one to get annoyed, but her expression did make him feel judged. He still wasn’t used to being vulnerable; let alone having a vulnerable side to him to expose in the first place. He pursed his lips with an annoyed yet embarrassed look.
“Look,” Eula approached him, holding the book in her hands. This was a ridiculous proposition but, as she saw it, she had no choice. She opened a random page which she initially thought was suspicious, “Just explain them to me.”
Albedo’s muscles tightened at the thought, “You…Want me to-”, Albedo knew exactly what she meant. He wasn’t completely oblivious.
Eula nodded.
Albedo gulped. Was he really going to do this?
“Is this necessary?”
“Well, I could have Jean to look over them if you prefer.”
In other words, yes, it was necessary. Albedo really had no choice. He wouldn’t want anyone else to find out about this. Eula finding out was more than enough torture to him.
After a painful mulling over, Albedo let out a harsh sigh. He grabbed the book from Eula and scanned around the campsite anxiously.
Eula picked up on that. She was observant. He was obviously nervous but she reasoned why. If he was planning to take over Mondstadt, explaining his notes would still be anxiety inducing.
Albedo picked out a chair for himself, then a chair for Eula. His kindness was suspicious, but for the sake of time, she decided to ignore it. She would get him back for this later, how dare he try to win her over with a simple act of kindness.
That was just basic standards; even if most of Mondstadt didn’t give her that, she wasn’t going to start appreciating it now. He was clearly trying to stall.
Eula reluctantly sat beside him, crossing her legs impatiently, “Let’s get this over with. I’ll tell you when I’m satisfied.”
Albedo hunched over his prized notes. He really did not want to do this. Eula would see him differently after this and that’s what Albedo hated the most. It was the thought of Eula giving him a different look. He was fortunate enough to be one of those that didn’t spark her aggressive side; or at least, until now.
Albedo rubbed the corner of the book anxiously, “Well,” He began, scanning over the left side of the book, “I guess I can see why you think this is suspicious.”
Silence again.
“...It’s not what you think. This is just a list of ingredients that can relieve muscle activity and to provide sedation- You know- Calming the brain, causing the nerves to be less active-”
Eula wasn’t impressed.
“No- Not to use on others. I wanted it for…Myself,” Albedo could see now why Eula was suspicious. It didn’t exactly sound in favour of his claims.
“And how do I know that?”
…She did have a point.
Albedo let out a small hum. This might be difficult to explain.
“I understand this sounds bad.”
Eula’s face read her words evidently, even to someone like Albedo which had trouble reading expressions. It simply read ‘no shit’.
Albedo turned back to the book, “I guess I can’t prove to you that but I can explain why I wanted to find sedatives. Aside from pure curiosity- I guess I…Well…That state sounds relaxing.”
Eula still didn’t believe him.
Albedo thinned his lips. He could see he wasn’t convincing her, he noticed he sounded distrusting, “I…I’m not sure how else-”
Eula flipped the page, “Just continue.”
Albedo nodded, scanning over the next two pages. His face turned a bright shade of red, a look that no one had ever been able to see on Albedo.
“What’s this?”, Eula pointed to the sketches.
“That’s-”
“Is that breasts-”
“It’s for research-!”, Albedo clung tighter to the notes, pulling away from her a bit, “Just- let me explain. Don’t say anything.”
Eula didn’t like being spoken to like that but she settled for a disapproving look. He wasn’t worth her anger. It was unusual for Eula to think like that, given she was so used to speaking her mind- She just didn’t want to drag this on.
“This is,” Albedo read the notes aloud, “Items of interest - Individual can be labelled as hypnotised, or in a state of hypnosis, when their consciousness is barely, if in any capacity, present-”, Albedo seemed to read this as if he was reading a book. He did quieten at some words due to the obvious embarrassment but overall found a way to read his notes in a more objective manner, just as science would.
“In practice,” Albedo continued, “From an external view, the subject may appear dazed out and unresponsive. At this state- it should be possible to manipulate the subconscious.”
Eula, throughout all of this, was stunned. She didn’t understand how this was meant to be sexual. She didn’t get it - perhaps he was making a fool out of her?
“For hypnosis to take place, it is imperative that the subject is relaxed, if the subject can't relax an 'item of interest' to keep their focus on could help-”, Albedo switched his gaze to the other side of the page. “Possible items are: swaying of a pendulum, a repeating pattern or lights, hands, voice-”
“What’s that?”, Eula pointed to the bottom of the page, where Albedo had decided to sketch a pair of breasts. Alongside it was a pair of legs and a curve of a woman’s back.
Albedo’s face lit up at that. This part wasn’t objective- This was personal, “W-Well…That’s…My preferred items of interest…”, Albedo’s voice lowered, quietly turning to see Eula’s face. Part of him didn’t want to look- He didn’t want to see Eula’s judgemental gaze pierce into him, but he couldn’t stop himself.
“Hm?”, Eula pressed herself closer to the book, wanting to read it. Being as Albedo didn’t read it for her, she read it outloud herself, “Personal items of interest include breasts, legs and hips…Items may result in greater effect, also efficiency, when moving in a repetitive motion-”
Albedo let out a small whine. That hurt to hear out loud.
Eula scoffed, her personality kicking in, “I didn’t expect you to like such things, Albedo.”
She was taunting him, he could hear it, see it and most of all feel it. It made his chest ache with raw shame.
“I get it, though. Somewhat,” Eula empathised, making Albedo feel worse. Her pity wasn’t something he needed right now.
“I don’t want you thinking I’m some sort of pervert,” He mumbled, even saying it outloud made him feel like he’d done something wrong and with the look on his face; an outsider may have believed he did.
“I don’t- Well. At least maybe not right now. Just finish the notes and prove to me you’re not,” Eula instructed, causing Albedo to squint. She wanted him to go on? What for?
“Haven’t I proved myself?”
“No, not yet,” Eula sighed softly at his unnecessary stalling, “I can’t be a hundred percent sure unless you finish them. So far, you’ve only shown me one bit of evidence.”
Albedo hated it but he saw her reasoning. Planting a hand over his chin, he played with the inside of his cheek nervously. He really did not want to read over all his notes. The further they got, the more personal they grew.
Eula flipped the page for him and Albedo hummed.
“I see these are some of your fantasies?”
Albedo never experienced such a feeling. This was beyond embarrassing, far more than just humiliating. This was something else.
Albedo’s face gave it away for the most part, he simply bowed his head as Eula read over them in her head.
“They’re…quite well thought out,” She commented. Albedo whined quietly at that. Now she was just adding insult to injury- that comment was unneeded. She spoke as if it was a compliment, but really, Albedo felt it was quite the contrary.
“They’re well written.”
Albedo let out a silent whine yet again. She was dragging this out, wasn’t she? Albedo couldn’t say much, at this point, he felt tied. He just had to endure it. However, the longer she read, the longer Albedo’s thoughts wandered.
He had read some of the notes himself, but ultimately couldn’t bring himself to read further than a sentence. He didn’t want to know what Eula was reading.
He sat there, quiet. He let Eula read it. By the time Albedo could bring himself to even simply gaze in her general direction, he could see the look on her face. She was taking it all in. Reading every last bit. This wasn’t just a quick skim- no- Eula was truly taking her time.
The time she took was painful. Albedo was left to think, he just didn’t know what to think about. He wondered how Eula seen him now. Definitely not the same.
Eula suddenly crossed her legs, getting Albedo’s attention. He picked up small details. He found himself more than just glancing over at Eula, he was staring. Her legs were really nice.
He couldn’t say that- He wouldn’t say that. There wasn’t a practical reason in doing so- why would he? All he could really do was look, distract himself.
Albedo gulped thickly, realising his mind had gone on a tangent. He felt so wrong. He couldn’t help it- Eula was just so close to him- and not just that: Eula was reading over his sexual fantasies. How could he think so purely when the topic of ‘conversation’ was so…
Albedo twitched. Eula’s hand was on him- on his knee. It didn’t take much for Albedo to panic. He was already so on edge- he felt like Eula was reading his mind or something.
Eula flipped the page.
Albedo’s mind wasn’t thinking straight, the thought of that alone was something scary yet oddly arousing to him. Eula had only touched his leg. That’s all she did. It made Albedo feel silly, why would he concern himself over something so dumb, why did it make him like this? He reasoned this with context. It was just the book. It was just the thoughts.
He wasn’t attracted to Eula.
Well, he wasn’t not attracted to Eula. She was, of course, extremely beautiful. But that was objective. She was conventionally quite attractive.
Albedo then decided at that moment that the probability of him finding her attractive was high. She was more than just beautiful, he quite liked her personality, although it wasn’t perfect. Albedo liked that.
“I see you’ve drawn some…Items of interest.”
And just like that, Albedo’s thoughts of admiration flew away very quickly. His brain became flustered, his face heating up. He knew what page she was talking about.
“It’s just warm up, practice sketches-”
Eula raised her hand up Albedo’s leg, “I don’t think you need any more practice in this area.”
Albedo’s brain fizzed with the teasing, mixed with Eula’s touch. He found himself embarrassed for many reasons- not just what he’d drawn, but Eula’s handsy attention.
He wasn’t used to this.
Eula’s comments sounded different now. Her voice now sounded somewhat stern, still, but yet lighthearted. Like a playful joke.
Didn’t mean the embarrassment wasn’t extremely prominent.
She flipped to the next page, "How long have you worked on these?"
That was irrelevant. Even Albedo knew that.
But by the looks of Eula’s curious hand, she was interested in more than just reading the notes.
Albedo coughed dryly, "A-ah I mean...A few hours in total I guess…?”
Albedo's shoulders stiffened with tension as she brushed her hand over his thigh, inching closer.
That touch was more than friendly, even touch starved Albedo knew that much. But, he would have been lying if he said he hadn’t been craving someone to touch him like this for a long time now.
It wasn't always on his mind- obviously- far from it, actually, despite how the notes may have made him seem. But it was still a craving, even if he didn't crave it often. Even someone like Albedo had these thoughts.
"A few hours?", Eula scoffed in an upper-class manner. Suddenly, she squeezed his inner thigh lightly. It was only then, after all this time of avoiding Albedo’s gaze, she finally turned her attention towards him to see his reaction. There was something else in that look she gave him, aside from a powerful stern look. Something Albedo didn’t want to assume, but somehow hoped was there.
The small squeeze was enough to make Albedo’s muscles clench, a soft shiver sending through his body. Eula’s hands were so powerful and her face- her eyes- They were something much more tantalising.
“I- E-Eula-”
Albedo realised how weak he sounded. No one had done that to him before. Ever.
The expression on Eula’s face was surprisingly telling as she leaned forward, “I must say,” Her eyelids closed while she smiled with satisfaction, “I'm surprised. I've never known someone to be so weak to touch.”
Albedo was shocked. It only now sunk in how far they’d come, how close she was to him, how much he really wanted her to go on.
Eula hummed lowly as she turned her body towards him, "Unless you're putting it on?", She moved her hand even closer. Her hand squeezed his thigh, her finger borderlining Albedo's crotch.
She must have read the notes regarding his weak spots. Albedo couldn’t contain his thoughts, a mixture of excitement and anticipation racing through him.
Why was she doing it? Albedo still didn’t know- but it was quite simple, really. Eula was testing him. She wanted to see if the notes were true- and if they were- she’d let him go. Wouldn’t utter a word about his secrets. After all, she needed to test and a job done by Eula was a job well done. She wasn't going to be quick about this.
Eula paced her fingertips gently around Albedo’s thighs teasingly, causing him to gasp desperately. He hadn’t ever been touched like this. Not by someone else. He wanted it- of course- but the moment never really came.
Well, until now.
All he could do was squirm excitedly before letting out her name again in eagerness, “Ah- Eula-”
Eula pushed her other hand on his thigh, juxtaposed to the other, “Perhaps,” Eula dropped her eyes to Albedo’s lap, then reverted back up to look at his face, “Perhaps, you’re just a great actor.”
Both Eula’s hands began to tease his weak spots, slow and gentle.
“I need to make sure you're not playing with me,” She began, lowering her voice into a hushed whisper, “This may take...a few hours. I think that's reasonable?"
Albedo’s eyes widened a bit at that. A…few hours? With Eula? Touching him like this? He wasn’t sure whether he should give in or stop this whole thing.
It was sealed when he gazed into Eula’s eyes; tempting…alluring…and interested. Eula could read Albedo’s expression. She knew he wanted this and he knew she was enjoying it too.
Eula was, in all honesty, hooked. The quiet, breathless moans were just encouragement, like a lust hungry monkey on her back. Who would have known Albedo had such a side to him? A side she was certainly enjoying. Even Eula herself didn’t know she was into such a thing.
She had been taught all her life what to do, how to act and such things were never discussed. Anything regarded as sexual was just…Well- Sex. Something Eula wasn’t particularly fond of either way. She didn’t know there was such a fun side- Sexual activities like this weren’t ever spoken of or introduced. This, however, gave Eula a newfound confidence.
Eula moved a hand up to his chest, making Albedo jump. He was sensitive, after all. He couldn’t control his body, his eyes were hard enough. Her face was beautiful, of course, but when her legs began to wrap around his so slyly, he couldn’t help but fixate. Eula’s movements were magical, they made him feel a way that he could have never predicted, even with every experiment he had conducted.
Albedo tried to drag his eyes away, it was difficult. Eula knew the effect she was having on him.
She had just read over his notes- essentially the main key in finding all his sexual weaknesses. Albeit embarrassing, Albedo felt less judged now. At least this wasn’t just his secret to keep anymore. They shared it now.
Eula’s other hand soon joined the other on his chest, moving up to his collar.
“Do you mind?”, Eula purred, an offer Albedo couldn’t decline.
“No-”, He responded instinctively, letting desire take over. It was such a bizarre feeling; to be overtaken by lust and emotion.
“Good boy.”
Praise. Albedo never needed praise. He learnt to go on without it- but now- hearing that from Eula- it was different. He couldn’t help but wince softly.
“I like- I like when-”, Albedo wasn’t sure why he wanted to tell her, eventually regretting it. It was embarrassing. He was grown up. Something that dumb shouldn’t have meant that much.
“I like calling you that too.”
It really was like she could read his mind. Albedo liked that, even if it was embarrassing for him.
Eula unbuttoned his shirt with care, her touch was still so gentle and Albedo appreciated that. He felt weak to her, vulnerable, a feeling he didn’t like to feel- usually- but Eula made him feel safe. It was silly, really. Especially since they were having what was definitely considered a ‘sexual moment’- yet all Albedo was thinking about was how caring she was being while handling him.
Eula admittedly felt like Albedo had this some sort of delicacy about him. He was soft. His skin was cold yet smooth, accompanied by his seemingly effortless messy hair, he had many endearing features, coupled with the fact he was…more than small. Eula wasn’t exactly average height and she never had minded it. She liked that it gave her some sort of respect- well- somewhat. Albedo however, his strength lay more in his intelligence. That wasn’t to say he couldn’t wield a sword but- in comparison to Eula, Albedo was quite weak.
That was pretty cute. At least to Eula.
The non conventional things always appealed to her. Anything to get back at her family for those painful traditional teachings- and what Eula and Albedo were doing was certainly not conventional.
Albedo was excited as Eula opened up his shirt, to reveal his chest. It was fairly cold, but Albedo could take it. Eula used it to her advantage as she brushed her hand over his erect nipple. Albedo let out a weak sound before covering his mouth in embarrassment. He had never thought he’d make such a sound.
Eula smiled at him, dumbfounded by his innocence, despite being just as new to this as he was.
Circling her fingertips around his nipple, Albedo felt himself in constant need for breath. He seemed to forget to breathe due to being so overwhelmed and Eula couldn’t picture a better response.
Albedo wasn’t even worrying about his gaze anymore, he could only focus on trying to pant at a ‘normal’ level. He really noticed how weak he was here. The cold environment just seemed to assist Eula’s teasing hands and despite how helpless Albedo was feeling, he somehow found himself wanting more.
Eula done what she done best, read his mind yet again. She leaned into his shoulder, giving his neck a soft kiss, before pulling back and breathing on him gentle. Albedo could only flinch, reaching his hands out to grab Eula’s arms. It wasn’t a sign to stop; it was a sign that he was enjoying it. He wanted Eula all over him.
It was sudden, but he knew what he wanted. Fortunately for him, Eula seemingly had no objections.
“Are you enjoying this?”, Eula whispered on his neck, causing Albedo’s body to shiver in anticipation.
“Yes-”, He let out breathlessly. Unbeknownst to him, Eula’s face held a soft smirk.
“Are you sure?”, Eula asked, leaning in closer. Albedo could feel her lips practically sit on the line of his jaw, nearing his ear, “I…Can stop if you want-”
Eula felt Albedo tighten his grip. She pulled back to see his face, stopping her careful hands. Albedo’s eyes were half lidded as they looked at her, “No- I don’t want you…to stop,” He admitted quietly. He looked exhausted already, but he was ready for more. After all, it was only Eula getting handsy. He could take that, surely, even if he was prone to being overstimulated.
“In that case,” Eula’s lips curled into a sneaky smile, “I’ll continue the test.”
Oh yeah, that’s why she was doing this. Albedo almost forgot. He seemed to lose himself pretty quickly.
Eula’s hands didn’t just settle at his chest, now, they moved everywhere. They started at his chest, moving lower to his stomach, tracing little circles as she later moved them to his hips. Albedo jolted in pleasure, just liking the feeling of Eula playing with him. He wasn’t sure how he even ended up here; his rationality would usually kick in by this point and say stop. This time, his lust just got the better of him. This was a predicament Albedo had never dealt with before.
Eula’s head went back to her spot, by Albedo’s neck. Albedo twitched again. He wanted more of Eula, he wanted her to touch him, kiss him, overwhelm him to the point of not just exhaustion- but beyond that.
And Eula was very aware. She had read the notes, all of Albedo’s sexual weaknesses were given to her like a guide; she nearly knew it all. However, she didn’t need to know it all. The knowledge she obtained was evidently more than enough.
After moments of Eula playing with him and many breathless pants, she pulled away. She gave his neck a few soft kisses before pulling herself away. Albedo, initially, found himself confused. That was until he noticed her reach to her own collar, undoing her tie. Albedo made no attempt in hiding his staring eyes. He was truly fixated.
“I thought you’d know better than to stare, Albedo,” Eula tutted in a teasing tone.
Flustered, Albedo covered his face before muttering, “Sorry.”
He was still concerned. He didn’t want Eula to think he was creepy or weird; he wasn’t the type to stare, especially not at her chest.
Eula felt a small pang of guilt at that. She pulled his hands away before moving her hands back to her tie, “If I were you,” She smiled softly, “I’d count myself lucky.”
Her tie dropped to the floor. Her suit really did compliment her breasts. Albedo’s body instinctively leaned in upon seeing them, they were amazing, Albedo would argue they were perfect.
“Daring to stare again?”, Before he could hide himself, she grabbed his wrists, tugging his hands to her hips. Albedo found himself nearly planted in her chest. His brain shortcut at such a thing- she was so incredibly forward.
And so incredibly fucking attractive.
“You can stare, I’ll allow it,” She informed him, her voice sounding soft yet still somehow domineering. Albedo couldn’t believe the moment, still. He hadn’t actually processed it yet.
She was actually letting him do this- well, no, she was doing more than allowing him. She was guiding him, if anything. Albedo would have obviously declined this given he was in a reasonable state of mind, but at a time like this, he had no access to thinking ‘reasonably’. The idea of that alone was hot to him and admittedly, to Eula also.
Albedo found himself staring at her breasts, which looked amazing in her suit. Even something as simple as Eula’s chest carried somewhat of an elegance to it.
Eula was fully aware of the effects this had on him, not only had she read it, but she could see it. Albedo crept his hands up Eula’s figure and before he knew it, he was nearly holding her breasts in his hands.
“My, my, quite handsy, aren’t we?”, Eula critiqued, making Albedo flinch.
What was he doing?
He tried to pull his hands back, until he felt Eula’s thighs squish his legs tighter. She grabbed his wrists, bringing them to her breasts, “Did I say stop?”
Albedo was shocked. She was good at this. She was a natural. Everything she said, everything she did, it just made him weaker. He craved her. More of her. Anything she wanted, he would oblige.
His hands were still, he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t have experience in this stuff. The hypothetical situations were easy, but in practice, Albedo was so lost. He wanted to do something, but all he could do was stare.
Eula guided him, as usual, placing her hands over his. She taught how to massage her breasts, how to tease and please a woman such as herself. She knew better than anyone what she wanted.
Albedo got into the rhythm of massaging her breasts, rubbing and circling. Eula pursed her lips at the most sensitive spots, even shivering a few times herself. It was her first time being sexually pleased too.
Albedo noticed, surprisingly, although he seemed fairly drunk with lust and his mind was nearly cleared of any thinking, he picked up on Eula’s weak spots. He wanted to please her so bad. She deserved it.
His previously stiff fingers became less tense, the rhythm was now a bit sporadic, causing Eula to let out an exhilarated gasp from time to time. Albedo was addicted to the way she spoke and hearing her moan from pleasure was a different type of drug he didn’t even know existed. He would never forget that.
Albedo wanted to give her much more than this, he wanted to be able to please her, thank her for how good she made him feel.
But he wasn’t too sure.
Eula had a guide to his fantasies, his likings, things that made him weak.
Albedo didn’t have anything like that.
However, before he could even attempt to think of something new, he found himself suddenly plunging into her breasts. His face was squished between her warm boobs, making him jolt in excitement.
By instinct, he kissed them. He kissed them all over. As far as he could. He could feel Eula’s hands on his head, grasping at his hair whenever she felt Albedo fit a good spot. That was rewarding. Every reaction was a reward. It was more than just interesting.
It felt like he could stay there for ages, just pleasuring her. It felt like the right thing to do- and he might have even done that- if she didn’t pull away.
After who knows how long, Eula pulled herself away from Albedo, slightly unhinged herself. Still, her state was nothing close to Albedo’s. Albedo, in all truth, looked like a desperate hot mess.
Albedo’s face was still drowsy for a while. Perhaps it hadn’t hit him that she had stopped.
It took him a while, but eventually, he snapped out of his dazed, docile state.
Eula was embarrassed, that was easy to see, but Albedo was far worse. The entire moment sunk in.
What they’d just done.
Although some may not have deemed it that ‘big of a deal’; the two of them were fairly prideful, and not just that, they considered themselves dignified. They weren’t the types to give into lust or temptation.
Yet, here they were.
Albedo instantly turned away, covering his face with one hand, “I…am so…Sorry,” He let out, trying to sound as unfazed as he could. There was a small voice crack, induced by his flusteredness.
“I mean-”, Eula picked up her tie, fidgeting with it, “I am too. I should not have done that.”
It was true. It was out of line for Eula to do that. Realistically, she was wrong in doing what she did. But Albedo really didn’t mind.
“It’s…Fine,” He wanted to at least reassure her. A part of him felt like it was his fault, since he was playing back with her, “I shouldn’t have acted so…”, Albedo couldn’t word it, despite his intelligent character.
“No- It’s fine,” It was Eula’s turn to reassure him.
Putting on her tie again, she gave him the honour of looking at him finally, “I thought it was quite interesting.”
Eula wasn’t the best at wording things like this.
“I thought…The same.”
Neither was Albedo, really. That much was obvious.
Eula got up from her chair, placing it back where she found it. She wasn’t sure what to say, nor what to do. This felt like some sort of mistake. It was an uneasiness that Eula wasn’t too familiar with.
“Are you leaving?”
Eula’s chest panged.
Albedo was known for his typical poker face and monotone voice, but this. The way he spoke. The way his face stared at her. It wasn’t normal, he wasn’t this open with others.
He seemed disappointed.
Like a deer in the headlights, Albedo’s big eyes stared at her. It was the first time he was able to look at her properly since she seen him. Maybe it was the desperation, the worry of her just getting up and going was oddly upsetting.
“I…Can’t really leave you looking like that,” Eula excused, making her way over to him.
Albedo was confused, before he realised Eula was buttoning his shirt. Looking down, he started to see a few marks. Eula…done a bit more than just kiss his neck.
It was an odd feeling. Seeing such marks on his body would usually be somewhat of a worry.
But he actually quite liked them.
“You don’t need to do that-”
“I want to.”
Eula’s facial expression was telling. It was soft. She gave his body a soft look. She buttoned his shirt up, softly, with soft hands, speaking to him ever so softly.
Albedo, himself, also felt soft at that.
Albedo did not need to be cared for, nor looked after. He was an adult.
But this gesture? It was something that seemed to have sparked an emotion in him, although he did not know what it was. It wasn’t as simple as ‘happy’ and ‘excited’ certainly did not suffice.
“Thanks,” Albedo whispered as Eula straightened out his collar.
“You too,” She responded in the same tone. Soon enough, Eula stood back up, “I’m sorry if I’ve-”
“You don’t need to apologise,” Albedo butted in, not exactly an unusual thing for him to do, but the way he said it. It was an odd burst of confidence, “I enjoyed it. You know I did.”
There he was. Being forward as per usual.
Eula’s own poker face turned into a smile afterwards, “Well. I’m glad,” She hummed.
Albedo couldn’t help but stare up at her, “...So, this isn’t…Getting out, right?”
“Your sexual fantasies?”
Albedo sighed. Why did she have to phrase it like that?
“No, they’re not. At least, not right now,” She seemed to tease him, a moment of playfulness she wouldn’t give to just anyone.
“...Thank you.”
Eula smiled, “I guess we’ll continue this experiment next week?”
Wait- what?
Albedo looked at her, confused. He didn’t need to say anything, she read his expression.
Eula laughed softly, causing Albedo’s chest to flutter weirdly, “Surely, an alchemist would know, the most accurate results are obtained by repeating tests?”
“Well. I guess I can’t argue with that.”