The Darknight Hero and the Holy Saint of Barbatos

Will I See You

Venti opened his eyes to see fiery red hair along a bare back. "Diluc...?" he muttered, wiping his eyes. The rain hadn't stopped. That must've been why the hero was still here. Venti thought for sure he would just leave him behind. He was almost relieved to see him there. But why mistake him for Diluc?

"Your clothes are dry," the hero pointed to a small folded pile. "If you think you'll be needing them."

"Why wouldn't I be needing them?" Venti blushed.

"Not a whole lot of ways to pass the time while locked up from the rain," the hero smirked, looking over his shoulder.

Venti rolled onto his back and stared at the top of the cave. On the one hand, he wanted to answer that. On the other he still wanted Diluc. Venti hugged himself and curled up into a ball.

"Not so easy to forget someone, is it?" the hero said.

"I'll get over it...eventually. All feelings pass with time."

Venti felt himself being pulled up off of the ground. The hero sat him down in his lap, holding him from behind. It wasn't lewd but Venti still felt his mind wander. He could feel the hero's crotch against him even if he wasn't hard. Venti had no clothes to hide his own hardness...should this position end up turning him on.

"Scars of your own?" The hero ran his finger down Venti's back. There were two parallel marks.

"Aha!" Venti squirmed. "No...not scars...exactly...a bit different." They were for his wings.

"I'm not doing anything to you but you're-"

"I'm sorry!" Venti blurted out. "I've been having wild fantasies about you for ages!"

"Me? Not your crush?"

"Both!" Venti flushed. "No one is immune to the Darknight Hero's attractiveness!"

"I'm curious now, what were your fantasies like?"

"They were perfectly normal..." Venti insisted. "Okay... maybe not... There were a lot of chains, toys, and fire."

"I must seem like a real villain to you, hm?"

"You're a hero, of course!" Venti assured. "But heroes still need to let off steam sometimes..."

"It looks like the rain is letting up," the hero changed the subject.

"Are you going to leave now?" Venti stared at the ground and spoke quietly.

"Did you want me to help you first?" he slid his hand down Venti's torso to his crotch.

"I haven't done anything for you." Venti was going to turn to face him but the hero did grab his cock. Venti's back arched as his shoulders pressed into the hero's chest.

"Little archon, consider this an offering," the hero teased.

"Offerings usually come with a prayer..."

"The cum is here," he pressed his finger against Venti's tip.

"What's your prayer?" Venti grabbed the hero's hand, moving it away for a moment. He wanted his answer first. Ignore the pun. Ignore the pun, Venti. He needed his answer first. 

"That you confess to your crush and live a happy life together."

"I told you I was rejected."

"Prayers are wishes to change reality, little archon."

"Shouldn't your wish be about you- nnngh!" Venti felt his dick get a good squeeze. He decided not to ask any more questions. The hero wouldn't let him.

Venti felt the other hand move up his body to his neck. A finger trailed up to his mouth, prying it open. He grabbed Venti's tongue so he wouldn't say anything else.

"I can't pray for myself," the hero spoke, his voice quiet by Venti's ear. "If I did, I'd surely pray to lock you up. You'd never see your crush again or even the light of day. You'd be my toy, a precious little pet, but we could make all your lewd dreams come true."

Feeling the sticky warmth of Venti's cum on his fingers, the hero pushed him off of his lap and stood up. He rinsed his hand off in the puddle by the entrance to the cave and grabbed his coat, pulling it over himself. He threw his shirt to Venti. "Your clothes may be dry but they're still dirty. Take that for now."

"But the ra-"

The moment the hero tore through Venti's barrier, crushing it in his hand, and walked out of the cave... was the moment the sky appeared to bend to his will. The rain stopped.

"W-Wait!" Venti forced himself to stand even though he barely had the energy and hobbled over to the cave's entrance. "Will I see you again?"

The hero didn't look back but replied: "You have to return my shirt, don't you?"