When the Wind Leads

i . venti gets a little closer

(fanart credit to: @hehlkappe on Twitter)

Whatever was to happen today, you were not expecting to walk into your room only to find the Lord of Anemo lazily resting back against your bed. He was- barely wearing a thing, and looking at you in a completely devious manner.

Your hand never left the doorknob, eyes widening in surprise as a blush quickly overtook your features. "Wh- Venti-"

He smirked as he propped himself up, eyes never leaving your form. "Hey, (Y/N)." He sing-sang.

His shirt had gone up his stomach to reveal even more of his skin. Barbatos save you, you could feel your heart hammering against your chest at speeds you never imagined were possible before.

Even speaking was extremely difficult. It felt like the entirety of your insides were quaking. "What are you doing?"

Keep your eyes on his face, keep your eyes on his face. Keep your eyes on his face Y/N!!

"(Y/N), my eyes are up here." He was taunting you, he knew that much. He lifted his shirt a bit more, his eyes hooded, staring you down. It was then when he stood and stretched, making his way to you. His teal green eyes had completely enraptured you so much that you didn't even notice—

He had you completely trapped against the wall, if only for a few seconds. Archons, he wasn't even touching you and still—it felt like you were running out of breath.

And he—he knew.

You try to stammer out a word, but it dies pitifully in your throat. He's too close—too close and too undressed for you to think.

In the middle of a blind panic, you rush to the side, almost crashing onto the ground. You put some distance in between you now, your back to the open room behind you.

"Wh–did you need something?" You asked, your voice very breathy. Why couldn't you say a sentence right?!

That only seem to deepen his satisfaction further. Venti lazily turned to face you, his teal eyes so blantaly hungry for...

You.

He took a step forward. You took a step back.

His eyes were ablaze with mischief.

"Need something? Hmm~" he looked down your body, slowly. Taking in every detail. You could almost feel his gaze running over your body. Your pulse quickened. "Perhaps..."

For ever step he took, you took another back. Further and further, until you thought you'd end up trapped against the wall again, except—

"Anything I can help you with?" You asked, nervous and he got even closer.

The back of your legs hit the bed, and you lost your balance, falling with a squeak.

His chuckle flowed through your ears sinfully, and your eyes widened. You looked up at him from your sitting position, seeing his gaze teasing you... like hunter, like prey... and Gods, he was starving.

You expected him to stop– maybe. But he kept getting closer.

Until he had no room left to walk. Until you were looking up at him with those wide, innocent eyes.

Celestia, damn him. He couldn't hold himself back.

Venti remained above you, except now his thighs had slowly come to rest around your own as he grew even closer.

Confusion filled you up at first, but then you realized–

Archons above, he was straddling you.

"It would seem, this is a problem only you can help me with, dear Traveler.." You felt a hand close around your neck, before he leaned further down. His lips—resting against your pulse on your neck, as he bit and then sucked on the skin, chuckling lightly. "Or maybe.. it's me who has to help you solve this little... conundrum~"

"C-conun...drum?" Your voice was barely loud enough to be heard. It was impossible to speak, especially with the way he kept teasing your neck, searching for—something.

"Mmmhmmm~" he answered, his voice traveling through your body, sending a shock to your very core. And Venti—

He pushed you back a bit further, until you needed to spread your arms behind you to remain seated and not fall on your back. He pulled away from your neck, watching you carefully though his curious gaze. Analyzing your adorable panting.

"I- I don't have an issue, though—ah–" you had been about to say something else when he pushed his knee in between your legs, and damn it all, you couldn't help the way your entire body weakened, forcing you to fall back and lean on your elbows.

You hadn't even noticed the soft moan you had let out.

But he had.

And, oh, how it had edged him on even further. He pressed his weight against you, not giving you a chance to recover. Kissing a trail up your neck again, and then–

There it was.

A certain, sensitive spot that had made you mewl once more. Now satisfied, he licked your skin, almost purring with approval before he bit and sucked on it once more. The sensation was electrifying, making your insides throb even further. By the gods, you could feel yourself grow so wet—

His tongue rolling your skin against the roof of his mouth drew another moan, and it was sure to leave a mark. Everyone would be able to see it.

And maybe that was the point.

Barbatos wanted everyone to know who you belonged to.

Him. His little dove.

/ / /

🧐📷 caught you in 4k, bestie.

just kidding, I'm whipped too.

Anyways, who should I do next? 😏 I have a few ideas... but I'd also like to take requests. Don't be afraid! Let me know in the comments ♡

Until next time, Travelers!