ChiLumi - Crimson Tides of love

38 - N$FW

SPICE WARNING!!! READER DISGRETION ADVISED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Childe carries Lumine bridal-style into his bedroom, their lips locked in a passionate kiss that leaves them both breathless. He kicks the door shut behind them before tumbling back onto the bed with Lumine on top of him.

Panting, Childe gazes up at Lumine adoringly, his eyes dark with desire. "I've craved you for so long, my love," he murmurs huskily. His hands roam her curves, slipping beneath her traveler's dress to caress the soft skin beneath.

Lumine whimpers needily, arching into his touch. With trembling fingers, she undoes the buttons of her top one by one until the garment slips off her shoulders. She shrugs it down her arms, revealing the delicate lace of her underdress underneath.

Childe drinks in the sight of her hungrily, his pulse pounding in his ears. He wants nothing more than to rip away

Childe's hands slide higher, skimming along Lumine's sides before finding the lacy edges of her underdress. His calloused fingers brush tantalizingly over the undersides of her breasts, raising goosebumps on her skin.

"You're so exquisite," he murmurs, his lips finding hers again in a scorching kiss. His tongue delves into the warm cavern of her mouth, twining with hers sensually. "Every inch of you drives me wild with desire."

One hand drifts lower, cupping the supple curve of Lumine's rear. He kneads the pliant flesh, pulling her tighter against his straining arousal.

Lumine mewls into the kiss, rocking her hips to grind against his clothed erection. Her nipples stiffen into hardened peaks, straining against the confines of her delicate undergarment.

"Please Childe," she pants wantonly, her breath hitching as he cups her face.

In the office adjacent to Childe's chambers, his coworkers exchange concerned glances as strange noises emanate from his room. Muffled moans and the creaking of bedsprings filter through the thin walls, raising eyebrows among the gathered men.

"Did you hear that?" asks one of them, frowning. "Sounds like Childe's having quite the wild time in there."

"I thought he was supposed to be working late," remarks another, shaking his head in disbelief. "Guess he found a way to kill two birds with one stone, eh?"

Just then, a particularly loud cry of ecstasy rings out, followed by a string of curses. The men look at each other uneasily. "What the hell was that?" one of them whispers. "Sounds like something really intense is going on..."

The men exchange uneasy glances, their brows furrowed as the sounds from Childe's room intensify. Another loud moan rings out, followed by what could only be described as a symphony of groans and the rhythmic creaking of bedsprings.

"Shit, maybe we should knock on his door just to make sure he's alright," suggests one of them nervously. "Wouldn't want him to hurt himself or anything."

"No, let's just listen a bit longer," another says, leaning closer to get a better earshot of the commotion. "It doesn't sound too bad, actually. Probably just a really... passionate conversation."

The first coworker scoffs derisively. "Passionate conversation? More like two people having the fuck of their lives! That poor guy has had a hard-on for Lumine since forever. No surprise they're finally giving in."

"What the fuck?!" the shocked coworkoker exclaims, his eyes wide. "Childe and Lumine? Together?! Those two have been at each other's throats for years! There's no way..."

He rubs his temples, feeling a headache coming on from the sheer absurdity of it all. "Maybe someone should go check on them... just in case they passed out from all the sex!"