Note: Extremely hardcore intercourse, writing differs with seggs organ. Bad for babies and children
The M4M and M4F have different writing styles. Have fun reading into them ehe
Edit: WAIT YALL DOWN BAD FOR VENTI, THERE'S SO MANY COMMENTS 🥴 ————————————————————
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"Lust in Wine"
The Mondstadtian evening was that of alcohol, freedom, and of course the sounds of beer mugs and wine. While it may seem like a celebration, this was merely one of the night's normal days, although people would say that it is a celebration for a successful patrol for the knights, and treasure-hunting for old guild members from the Adventurer's.
While the sounds of the winery was indeed full of loud drunkards, Y/n was dealing with something more... chaotic in a sense.
Pain and pleasure— a horrifying mix, that reminded them of alcohol. Intoxicating, yet a risk to human health. Being in Mondstadt, this mixture has always been a challenge, especially as each and every drinker out there had livers of steel. Y/n's mind was clouded, sitting on a drunk bard's lap, a little more sober, thank the archons, as the male kissed their neck harshly. Small marks littered from below the ear down to their collar.
And if everyone was asking, no, they aren't sinning in front of Bartender Charles, or Diluc for that matter. In fact, they were by the balcony of Angel's Share, right at the back, secluded enough to not be seen.
Venti's lips captures theirs to a sloppy kiss, their body slightly shifted to accomodate each wet kiss. "V-Venti, wait— not here-!" In between kisses, Y/n managed to spurt out, but his tongue had immediately explore each of their mouth's crevices. "Where if not here? The fountain right at the middle? The statue?" Y/n whined at his teases, and moaned even more when his hands ventured under their top. "How cute. You're down bad for me, aren't you?" whispered Venti. Y/n felt his hands slowly come in contact with their teat. As they were seated on his lap, head craned to kiss him back, they felt his knee come in contact with a certain part of their body. Bubbling pleasure pooled in between their legs. Y/n's eyes were slowly closing, high from pleasure, intoxication, lust. He giggled from behind, his hand going lower and lower until they make contact with their bottoms.
"Let's take that off, shall we?"
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Venti's hands make contact with the erection, bulging through their undergarment. "So hard for me..." Venti moved his hand, up then down, ever so slowly. Y/n choked on a moan, debauched as Venti's other hand pinched his bud. His hands were cold, from the cold chilly night, up in the tavern's balcony, and that made Y/n feel all the more sensitive. "You like that don't you?" Venti hummed teasingly as he quickens the pace. Y/n almost fell to his knees at the sudden rush of blood running to his phallus. Venti laughs, edging him on the railing as his hand escapes his now damp underclothes.
