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When isn’t there a night where Venti doesn’t drink too much?
That’s the question Xiao asks himself most nights. Everynight was the same: Venti would stumble in the room drunk, giggling, and then catch sight of Xiao, trying to get him to have “fun” with him. In other words, drinking made Venti horny and Xiao was just so irresistible; his face, his body, his scent, his everything.
“Xiaoooo,” Venti cried. “Let’s have some fun together in the way only couples can. I want youuuu~.” Venti lunged to hug Xiao, but the latter stepped swiftly out of the way, causing his lover to stumble and fall in a very comedic fashion. Venti got up, patted himself off, and then tried again, stumbling into the wall this time.
Xiao groaned. Most of the time, he loved the bard for his humor, his wisdom and his soothing aura, but at times like this, he was borderline unbearable. Even if Xiao did want to "have fun" before, hearing the phrasing from a drunken Venti made him lose all interest.
Venti was a master of stripping down, doing so in record time. The now naked man was crawling into their bed, face red and eyes half lidded with lust. Xiao looked down and noticed the bard's already half erect cock, head starting to become inflamed with passion. It was going to be a long night for the adeptus, either fending off Venti's advances or a long night of love making with both of their near infinite stamina.
"Get naked with mee~~!" Venti said playfully "I want to feel your soft skin!"
"...it's not soft; it's riddled with scars," Xiao looked away, rather embarrassed. He noticed Venti's lips, glistening with saliva and passion. He looked back at the bard, his own face becoming tinged with a red blush, taking in his delicate features. "Can I ask for one favor if we partake in human bonding tonight?" Xiao asked, face becoming increasingly red.
“Anything for my sweet Xiao Xiao~” Venti practically purrs.
“I, I want you to praise me.”
Venti stopped for a moment, finger on his chin, and then proceeded to pat Xiao’s head, ruffling his short teal hair. Xiao was so overwhelmed by the act, even though he had asked for it, that he started crying a bit. He wasn’t expecting the drunk man to actually indulge him.
“There, there,” Venti cooed as he continued to stroke the blushing man’s hair. “You’ve done well. You’ve matured so much since I first met you; I love you even more than I did then, and will continue loving you until you reject me.”
Xiao looks at the bard, tears still in his eyes as he leaned forward to kiss his soft lips. As their lips chastely made contact, Xiao attempted to pull away, but Venti’s hand was still on his head and decided to hold him in place and the drunk man ran his tongue across his lips. It tasted like the expensive liquor that he had been drinking, but nevertheless. Startled by the motion, Xiao opened his mouth in surprise and Venti took the chance to thrust his tongue deep into his mouth as he moaned Xiao’s name.
That was another thing that turned Xiao on: hearing his lover call his name.
Venti started running his free hand up Xiao's shirt, eventually finding purchase on his nipple. He rolled the swollen bud between his fingers, reducing Xiao to a mewling mess. Between the teasing of the nipple, the making out, and the praise his lover was giving him, it was fair to say Xiao was over stimulated in the best way. He was almost cumming even before he took his clothes off.
"V-venti," He moaned. “Pl-please stop teasing me.”
Venti moved the hand that was massaging the nipple down towards his crotch and started groping at the growing bulge. “Your mouth says no, but your body is responding to every touch, every word I speak. Who's my good boy?" Xiao's cock twitched and he groaned at the praise, his pants starting to feel uncomfortably tight.
"You should take these off," Venti continued in a sultry voice; music to Xiao’s ears. He tugged at Xiao’s pants, and eventually the latter obliged, pushing Venti off temporarily; his underwear was already soaked from the precum. "Good boy. That's my Xiao. But, I'm pretty sure we can do with a little less clothing."
Venti used his anemo powers to rip the rest of Xiao's clothes off, causing Xiao to try and cover his chest full of scars. Venti pried his arms away from his body, holding his hands as he did.. The bard's fingers traced some of the more prominent scars, causing the adeptus to moan at feather lite touches.
"You've fought very hard to repel evil for me, haven't you, Xiao? I'm proud of you and I want to show you my thanks," Venti murmured as he cupped Xiao’s face in one hand and massaged his balls in the other. The adeptus leaned in again to kiss his lover, but the bard beat him to it, surprising him and causing him to topple backwards on the bed. Venti went on the attack again, sticking his tongue in Xiao’s mouth yet again, grabbing the shorter man’s tongue with his own. As they made out, Xiao’s hands reached for his own weeping cock, desperate for stimulation and release, but Venti grabbed his hands and placed them on his hips.
"V-venti," Xiao moaned between the making out.. “I’ve been your good boy, pl-please stop teasing m-me.”
“Mmm,” Venti hummed in Xiao’s mouth. He debated for a minute whether to give in to his lover's erotic moans, or tease him even further; Venti being Venti decided that he wanted to savour the moment, and rubbed his fingers delicately on the underside of Xiao’s cock, teasing the head with his thumb occasionally. Eventually, he detached himself from his partner’s mouth and replaced his tongue with two of his delicate fingers.
“Be a good boy, and suck on my fingers,” Venti cooed, as Xiao’s saliva coated his fingers in an erotic way, making Venti even harder than he already was. Xiao started sucking gently at first, but then started moving his tongue around the focus of the oral fixation, moaning as Venti moved his fingers around his mouth. “Good boy, you’re doing so well.”
“Mmfph,” Xiao choked out, shivers down his spine. The praise was almost enough to make him cum on the spot, but restrained himself, but only barely. “I-I am your g-good b-boy. Pl-please, V-venti, I c-can’t wait any longer.” The proud man, who would never bend to anything, was now pleading and begging for a sweet, sweet release.
Venti eventually removed his now saliva coated fingers from Xiao’s mouth and used them to rub up and down his lover’s now sobbing cock. If he didn’t know better, he’d have thought that Xiao came already due to the copious amount of pre-cum.
“Nnng,...V-venti, I-I’m c-cumming.” The feather-like touches on his cock were sending him over the edge. “Pl-please le-let me cum!”
The bard released his hand from the adeptus’s cock, the latter hissing at the lack of contact; Venti could be quite cruel if he wanted to. “Ah-ah-ah,” He tuts. “Good boys try to get their partners off first. You’re not being a good boy, Xiao, almost cumming like the slut you are.”
He reached over and grabbed the lube and ran his lubed fingers over Xiao's delicate but needy hole before inserting one finger. Xiao stifled a little moan by putting his hands over his mouth. Venti was insulted by this and forcefully removed his hand from his mouth.
"I want to hear your beautiful voice," He murmured as he thrust faster in his lover's ass. "Let me hear my good boy's voice."
At this point, Xiao couldn't control his voice anymore, moaning obscenities and calling out to the archons, especially the one abusing his poor ass. He knew the drunken bard was amazing with his hands, but somehow he was even more adept when he's had a bit too much to drink.
"F-fuck, Bar-barbatos," He continues to moan. "I ne-need you inside me, V-venti."
Venti drips some lube on his cock; not that it needed any at this point. He then rolled Xiao on his stomach, and Xiao presented his ass for the taking. To make sure he was prepped enough, Venti plunged his silky digits one more time in the needy hole, curling his fingers and gave the receiver's prostate a few quick, but gentle rubs. As he lined up his cock, he leaned over and grabbed Xiao’s hair and pulled his head back and nibbled on the outside of his ear.
"Who's my good slut in need of this cock?" He breathed in Xiao’s ear.
"M-me," He managed to gasp, overstimulated by the breath tickling his ears, and his poor little asshole being teased.
"Good boy." He plunged slowly into Xiao's ass, letting his body adjust to the sudden entrance. The needy hole felt like a black hole, sucking the bard in and collapsing around his girth. Xiao's lover barely bottomed out before feeling like he was going to cum, but held back if only just to savour the moment.
"V-venti," Xiao mewled, tears in his eyes. "Nngh…you can m-move now. Pl-please fill me up…"
He started thrusting slowly and rhythmically at first, but Xiao was not happy with slow torture of being at the brink of release. Xiao could barely make out "faster" but instead started grinding his hips against the bard's dick.
"Ah-ah-ah," Venti tuts and smacks Xiao’s pale ass, leaving a red mark. "Good boys tell me with their words that they want me to go faster. You've been a naughty boy." Another slap came across the other cheek; Xiao winced with pain, but stopped grinding at his lover's request. "Good boy."
However, Venti popped himself out of Xiao’s ass, causing him to hiss at the cold air suddenly hitting the empty hole.
"Venttii…I-I didn't mean it. I'll be good, I swear!" He was practically begging at this point.
Without warning, Xiao felt his lover dive right back into his sensitive hole, and immediately started thrusting, hitting his sensitive spots with each thrust. Venti reached his arms around the adeptus, and started stroking his hardened length. He began with the lower half of the shaft, massaging it with a gentle but firm grip, and worked his way up to the tip that was coated in precum.
"Hnng!" Xiao moaned as Venti ran his fingers over the tip in perfect timing with each thrust. "I'm c-cumming! V-venti, d-deeper! Faster!" The poor man was a babbling mess, moaning, crying from the over stimulation, and leaking precious fluids from his dick.
"Th-that's it, take my c-cock like a good boy."
With a few more thrusts, Venti coated the insides of the adeptus’s ass white, and Xiao came immediately from the sensation. They both collapsed on the bed, panting and covered in various fluids. Venti rolled Xiao over and started licking the semen off his cock, savouring every last drop of it.
"Xiao~ You're getting hard again," the articulation he had earlier was gone, replaced by slurred speech. Whether the bard was still drunk from the alcohol or drunk on Xiao’s dick was yet to be seen. "Are you really my good boy, getting hard at the slightest touch?"
Xiao had held back the moans for this long, but eventually let out a small whimper as his half-hardened length was stroked repeatedly. He was at the brink of over stimulation; the only thing keeping him grounded was the intense stare from Venti.
“V-venti, I’m going to cum on y-your face at this r-rate,” He mewls, his cock becoming more and more erect at each kitten lick Venti laid across the tip. His lover lapped up the fresh precum and the cum from earlier like it was the sweetest wine he'd ever tasted.
“Ehe~ Maybe that’s what I want from my good boy,” Venti teased him further; the words of praise encouraged his member to stand at full attention. Xiao wasn’t the only one getting hard again; Venti was also at half mast already, just from seeing his partner’s reactions.
“Hngnn!” Xiao spilt his load in the bard’s expectant mouth, panting and apologizing over and over again. He wasn't going to deny he felt amazing after his second orgasm, but he felt that it was unfair that he got two and Venti only had his one. As his hands went towards his lover's half erect dick, he was suddenly met with a kiss flavoured with himself and the wine Venti had drunk earlier.
"Ah-ah-ah," he reprimanded Xiao again; a sinking feeling formed in the adeptus’s stomach. He had been good, right? He prioritized his partner’s pleasure over his own, right? "Let's give those thighs a try!"
He was already on his back, so squeezing his thighs around Venti's cock was pretty easy. As their members rubbed against each other, a knot was starting to come undone, threatening to snap at any moment. A dangerous glint shot across Venti’s eyes; he was getting impatient and was getting ideas of how to satisfy himself faster.
Unsatisfied with how long it was taking him to climax, Venti rolled Xiao on his side, facing away from him and slotted himself back between his lover's thighs. Venti bit down on Xiao's neck, eliciting a gaspy moan from him, and rubbed his nipples between his fingers with his right hand. He shoved two of the fingers on the other hand in Xiao’s mouth.
All of a sudden, a pair of pure white angel wings sprouted from his back, enveloping them both like a cocoon. The small, usually invisible tattoos on his skin started to glow, along with his braids that had come undone the passionate night thus far.
"Suck," He commanded; the usual playfulness in voice was gone; only the voice of a God remained. Xiao started sucking on the digits like his life depended on it, swirling his tongue around them, nibbling delicately on them. As he moved his tongue faster across the fixations in his mouth, Venti started thrusting faster and faster, pinching down harder and twisting his nipple.
“X-Xiao,” He gasped, his pace almost too fast. “I’m c-cumming~! Who has the best cock in the w-world, pleasuring themselves between your thighs?”
“Y-you mmfph do,” Xiao gagged slightly as fingers thrusted in his mouth, almost keeping pace with the owner’s own rhythm. Venti bit down harder and harder on his neck as he edged closer to his release, drawing blood as he came between Xiao’s thighs.
"Haaa," Venti was panting as he snuggled into his partner’s back. His angel wings receded in a poof of feathers, although his hair still had a tinge of glow to it. He almost fell asleep before realizing that he probably should help the messy man clean up. "Let's get cleaned up shall we?" The usual giddiness was back in his voice, with an edge of tiredness.