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Childe didn't expect something like this to happen.
At first, he was confident. Believing he could outmatch you this time. He's mastered almost every fighting skill he could. Surely, he's guaranteed a win.
But that all went down when....
"_____! I want a rematch!"
You placed down your newly brewed tea, turning to face the male with a look of no interest.
"Childe, it's 7 am in the morning, and I'm not in the mood..."
"Err... well, how about this? If you win, I'll do everything you want for the day. But if you lose—"
"Aah, did you say a day?" Childe gave you a confused look.
"Yes, why—"
"Make it a week."
"A WEEK?!" You gave him a nod.
"I'll battle you, but I want a week, not a day. Too.... short in terms of time." You curved a small smile when he gave in and agreed.
~~~~~20 minutes later~~~~~
"You seem on the edge,_____. What happened?" You rolled your eyes, dodging a few of his upcoming attacks, getting hit on the last one.
Tsk...
You recovered easily from the attack. Although you find it unfair since he has a vision and you don't. It makes the more challenging for you.
But the thing with Childe, he's slow in terms of coordination and overall combat performance. He can't keep his eyes on the target when their either invisible or too fast for him to keep up.
An advantage you took note of when battling him. Plus he's using a weapon he's not mastered yet. It's funny to see him hold a bow wrongly, and placing the arrow on the wrong side.
You were agile, very agile. Something Childe had to deal with somehow. He hated the fact that he can't keep his eyes on you when you're sprinting or when you hide so well.
He wasn't all that happy with using a bow, but he needs to learn and master it if he wants to challenge different kinds of foes. All he could do is shoot aimlessly sometimes, just so he could maybe knock you down for a time, just enough for him to sneak another attack.
"Checkmate, you lose buddy." You stated, having your dagger pointed at his throat. One move and he'll be sliced.
"Aha... another loss. Guess it's not my lucky day." Childe raised his hands in defense as you lowered your dagger.
"You owe me a week of service, Fatui boy."
"I know, darling. I know." You smiled as you two head back and go get lunch to eat.
Being your servant wasn't too bad in his opinion. All you really asked him to do was buy this and buy that. Help me with this and help me that. The week went smoothly....for a while.
"Childe~ Entertain me~ I'm bored."
"What do you want me to do?" You sighed, rubbing your temples before tiredly turning to face him.
"By the Seven, Childe. I want a kiss, now."
"Needy much?"
"B*tch, you're rarely at home. Of course I'd be needy."
"Fair point."
You two shared heated kiss before slowly pulling away for air, a string of saliva connecting your lips.
"Satisfied?"
"No."
"Well what else do you want?"
"You, Me, on the bed. Having a good ass time in like, forever."
Childe coughed, "That escalated quickly."
"Just be gentle, I'll kick you if you're not."
Childe let out a chuckle, "Can't promise that, sweetheart. It's your first time right?" You nodded.
"It might hurt at first, but I'll try to be as gentle as I can."
You hummed, "Fine, if it's you then I'm up for it."
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Geez, you guys horny af. But this is an oddly long chapter than the others I've written. I'm tired okay, and this came into my mind. Just have this sauce for now. Might make smth similar for other characters.
You can also check out my other book. The Liyue version is being finalized rn and will be published soon.
Also, good luck to those wishing for Eula. Although I personally won't roll for her cuz I'm saving up for another character. Just gonna grind artifacts, do dailies and save as much primogems as possible.
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