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She’d never kissed, or been kissed quite like how the Snezhnayan was inducting her. Owing to his height, he pressed down into her mouth, snaking his dexterous tongue between her lips. His grip on her face was firm– though not fierce– as he purred into her, sucking her bottom lip as he ravished her.
She was too stunned to try and break free. And even if she could, Lumine didn't feel like she would, anyways. It felt wrong to enjoy this kiss. It felt criminal, sacrilegious to be in the house of a Fatui Harbinger– one of Teyvat’s sworn enemies– swapping spit with him, grinding and wrestling her tongue against his.
In which Tartaglia stumbles across an all-too familiar face in Liyue’s red light district.
Heavily in debt and terribly desperate– Lumine has no choice but to accept his generous offer of salvation-- which involves going along with his every dirty decree.