Genshin Impact One-Shots

Ororon | Love Bites

Lately, Ororon has been experiencing a rather odd issue of some sort. No, it isn't exactly something that he needs to get resolved immediately; the problem he's facing isn't anything that's detrimental to his being... at least, not in terms of health. Mentally? Well, perhaps.

And it just so happens that the cause of his muddled thoughts is currently present, rushing up and calling out to him in evident excitement. He immediately stops what he's working on—his usual fresh garden—and shifts his attention to the figure of his conflicting feelings.

As you're sharing with him some of the best deals you happened to stumble across while shopping in town earlier, chattering away and unaware of the intense desire within him that's struggling to desperately remain hidden, he is doing everything in his power to genuinely listen to your rambles.

His sensitive ears flick as he eagerly catches on every word, every breath, spilling from your lips. Even as you move briefly to rummage inside the paper bag, he can decipher the sounds of these minimal movements—your clothing brushing against the surface of the bag; your fingers reaching for a smooth and polished item; your feet shuffling to create a distance between him and you; something small rolling away...

Ororon needs you to stay close to him.

"(Y/N), why are you moving away from me?" He holds onto your shoulder firmly, sounding a bit disappointed and deflated.

The way he suddenly stops you is quite the startling surprise. You turn around and blink at him in silence, your hand that is reaching out to the rolling object slowly dropping to your side. "Ororon...? Um... I was just going to catch the toy. It rolled out the bag," you explain, pointing to the robot lying a few steps away.

He flinches, his hand quickly withdrawing from holding you in place. It's as if your explanation caused an invisible burn, realization dawning upon him.

"I'm sorry," he manages out, hesitating, "when you're around and close to me, I feel warm and fuzzy. But if you move away like that, the feelings fade away, and... I don't like it." Brows furrowed, his heterochromia gaze flicker to the cabbages for a moment.

You don't bother questioning him any further about his needy behavior. With a fluttering heart, you move right beside him, the two of you crouched together among his flourishing vegetables; a familiar relaxing and heartwarming scene that has occurred plenty of times. Then, you look up and give him a small, reassuring smile.

And with that simple gesture, the desire he has been working on hiding deep within cracks.

Ororon abruptly lunges toward, causing you to yelp and fall back as he kneels in between your legs, his one hand set on the ground to hold himself up and the other on your cheek. You stammer over your words, eyes widened, all while the male appears to be mostly nonchalant, his face flushed a bit.

"Oro—"

"(Y/N), I'm very sorry for troubling you."

"No, you're not troubling me, but... what's wrong? Did something happen recently? You've been acting a bit..." you trail off, trying to think of the correct term, "...aware? Like you're able to detect everything in your field of vision, if that makes sense."

He closes his eyes, his hand on your cheek tightening, lips pressed together. Despite doing his best to conceal his lingering emotions for the past few weeks, it seems you figured him out at some point, and he can't help but feel immensely ashamed. Making you worry like this, confusing you, and having such improper thoughts about you.

Thoughts about what he wants to do to you.

But how can he even begin to explain exactly how he has been feeling? After an interminable conversation with his good bro Ifa (and Cacucu as well, of course), apparently what he is experiencing is understandable and "totally normal, dude!" Even the pink companion immediately chirped in agreement.

"Cute aggression," Ororon blurts out. He rubs the back of his neck and clears his throat upon seeing you jump in place, confusion and surprise present in your expression. "Please let me explain. Um... I've been thinking about biting you a lot. Ah, but I have no desire to hurt you at all, I promise! I have an urge to just... squeeze you in my arms and bite you. You remind me of one of those cute animals..." his voice gets low, mumbling the last part in an awkward manner.

Oh. Well, you definitely did not expect that at all.

During your boyfriend's contemplation, your mind has been clouding with possible explanations for his recent behaviors. Did he and Ifa have a bad falling out? Are his cabbages not growing the way they're supposed to? Did someone steal his vegetables? Have you done something prior that has upset him without you realizing it?

Technically in this case, you are unintentionally the cause of this whole situation. And honestly, you find it quite endearing.

"Here." You lift a hand up to his now parted lips as his eyes widen, blinking rapidly in disbelief. "Would biting me a little help calm your cute aggression?" you suggest, tilting your hand to offer your wrist. "I can tell this has been bothering you, so I don't mind helping you, Ororon!"

His face lights up. Holding your wrist carefully, he hesitates his immediate decision, but after being assured that he can do gentle bites, his shoulders relax, and the happiness washes over him once more. "Really, I'm grateful for your understanding, (Y/N). Please tell me if anything hurts, okay?"

Slowly, he brings his lips closer to your wrist. You swallow nervously, watching as his tiny fangs lightly pierce into your skin for a few seconds before he gives the skin a small lick, moving away and rubbing your hand with his own in a soothing way. "Are you okay? Was it too much?" he asks in concern, taking a deep breath and focusing on your expression for any shifts of discomfort.

"Not at all! It feels kinda ticklish?" You laugh, glad to not feel any pain whatsoever since that was naturally your main concern. "You can continue."

Ororon sighs in relief and nods, placing the same subtle bites to your wrist a few more times before his lips brush against your fingers, also giving them the same affection. Your soft laughter and warm smile make his heart flutter even more than before, and he's thankful to hear and see such positive reactions since they're making his initial worries practically nonexistent. Light nips can be felt on your fingertips, followed by gentle licks.

Then, his face fills your vision, softened magenta and blue meeting yours. These colors you have come to adore over the years are sparkling and filled with so much warmth, like this simple memory is forever embedded in his mind. The flowing wind rustling the leaves from up above and the happy chirpings and roars of the animals in the distance gradually fades away.

"This is bad... you're too cute," he whispers, his warm breath fanning your face.

Letting out a small, amused laugh, eyes crinkling, he leans in to bite your nose first, adding a few bites to your cheeks. Some loving nudges to your face with his own nose, some more bites and kisses, and then to end the cute aggression desire, a forceful hug that pushes you to the ground. But you don't mind the dirt below, wrapping your arms around his head.

"Hehe, is this what true happiness feels like...?" the male murmurs against your neck, his legs tangled with yours. He can't help the blissful sigh, enjoying your fingers in his midnight blue hair.

Eyes closed, he nuzzles against your body even more closely. It must be, he confirms, drifting off to a comfortable nap with you in his arms.

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The number of fictional characters that I have an immense cute aggression for... the list is ongoing. Ororon is one of them, hehe. I just want to squish him so badly, but alas... I can't.