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Surveilling from the walls of Mondstadt is probably one of the most boring tasks a knight can have; though it's necessary and is a very important job, as they're responsible for spotting possible invasions or attacks, realistically things like that only happen once every three years, so for the other, none emergency time, you're simply there, observing the sea, horizon, and is alone for hours on end…
Which brings us to now, it's Mika's turn to keep surveillance. The first time it was his turn, he was pretty excited. He thought it would be a unique opportunity to appreciate the scenery and reflect on it, maybe even write or draw something in the meantime. But only even though he's only two hours in, he began to understand why everyone always complains about that job.
Fortunately for him, it's not something he's often assigned to. And yet, here he is, perched atop one of the towers of the wall, his elbows resting on the firm, polished stone as he gazes into the horizon. He should have been up there for about half an hour now, thinking of how much more enjoyable and bearable the job would be if he had a partner to talk to and pass the time with.
“Lovely view, aren't they?”
“Yeah…”
He answered without thinking, almost like a reflex. A few seconds later, he jolted his head towards the source of the voice, startled and wary, having just processed that someone had spoken to him, in the tower where he's supposed to be alone. And when he did, he immediately recognised Lohen, who shot him a friendly smile. Well, as friendly as Lohen can be.
"W-what are you doing here?" He asked, placing a hand on his heart to calm his racing heartbeat from the scare Lohen gave him.
"I heard you were sent to keep an eye on things here, and I thought that you might be bored to death by having nothing to do, so I came to keep you company," he explains, leaning his back against the wall.
"Keeping me company...? Is that really the only reason you came all the way up here?" His eyes narrowed suspiciously. It wasn't that he's the type to doubt people without any evidence, but... This is Lohen, it'd be stranger if he didn't have any ulterior motives in anything he did.
The vice-captain's expression changes to one of exaggerated offense and pain. He dramatically places a hand over his heart.
“Don't you trust me? Can't I just hope to keep my boyfriend company while he's doing his job? Do you have such a bad opinion of me?”
"N-no, no! It's nothing like that, I'm sorry!" He said quickly, guilt and remorse gnawing at him for having thought so badly of him. His cheeks tinted red with embarrassment.
"No, no. Don't worry, I understand," He sighs dramatically and moves away from the wall without looking at him. "If that's the impression you have, it would be best if I left. I'm sure you're better off without lil ol’ me..."
"W-wait!" He panicked, grabbing his wrist. His heart races, and he doesn't dare look at him. "I didn't... I didn't mean to think badly of you like that, I'm sorry... Please stay."
Mika doesn't see it, but upon hearing it, Lohen smiles, his eyes sparkling as he knows his plan's unfolding perfectly. Gently, he uses a hand to grab Mika's chin and lifts his head to meet his gaze, locking their eyes. Affectionately, he caresses Mika's cheek, his expression softening in a way it only does when he's with him.
“How can I refuse when you ask me that?”
Lohen's thumb slid down from the surveyor's cheek to his lips, caressing them and gently pressing on his lower lip, causing it to part. Mika watched with bated breath, his body frozen in place but his heart racing faster than it should, his cheeks flushed red and his eyes shining with anticipation. It was a sight Lohen could never tire of.
"I even brought cards," He said out of nowhere, pulling his hand away and breaking the atmosphere that was starting to settle. Mika looks at him, somewhat stunned, and for a few seconds, his expression wavers with a hint of disappointment and shyness. He looks so adorable, Lohen could devour him right then and there. "I thought we could play something to pass the time, what do you think?"
"E-eh? Oh… Sure, why not?" He manages a forced smile. He tries to hide his disappointment and how much he looks forward to being kissed by Lohen. Lohen knows this well, so well that he bites the inside of his cheek to stop himself from pressing himself against Lohen and telling him the game can go to hell.
“There's a game that's becoming popular at the tavern, it's called The Old Maid. Do you know how to play it?”
"Oh, yes," Mika's smile softens at the familiar name, becoming more genuine and relaxed, "I played it all the time during the expedition. I didn't know they played it in the bar too..."
"It's not exactly the game you know, it has… one smaaaalm extra rule.” Between his tone of voice, the way his eyes seem to gleamed, and he smiles, Mika no longer feels so sure that this is just an innocent addition.
“W-what rule…?”
“The loser has to take off an article of clothing.”
"W-what?!" Mika squeals and takes a step back, his face burning at the revelations. "T-that's..." He moves his lips, trying to say something, but the words wouldn't come. He swallows hard. "W-what if someone comes or passby? What if something happens and I have to go out and warn the others?"
"Nobody comes around here, and you could get dressed and leave. It's not like we're going to do anything other than play cards, right?"
When the blond eyes lose a bit of their shine upon hearing the last part, Lohen notices the shift, watching as Mika hesitates, wanting to say something before ultimately, embarrassment wins out.
“Y-yeah, you're right… Nothing is going to happen while we play…”
Without any further objections, they sit down on the brick floor, Lohen deals the cards and they begin the game.
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The first few games were pretty uneventful, both getting a tie and removes the less interesting piece of clothing. Then, Lohen suddenly had a shift of luck, always ending up with the wild card. Mysteriously, when Lohen removed the brooch that kept his shirt closed, revealing a part of his collarbone and pectoral muscles, Mika's performance on the game plummeted.
"Um, could you...look away please?" The blond murmured, having lost again. His hands gripped the hem of his shirt, ready to pull it off, but his boyfriend's insistent gaze made him freeze in place.
"Hm? Is there something wrong with me looking?" He asks, feigning innocence. He wasn't even looking at Mika in the eyes, instead, he kept staring at the little bit of Mika's exposed skin.
“W-well no, but…I feel embarrassed…” He admits, looking away.
"But I want to see you undress for me," Lohen responded casually, leaning his body on one hand as he watches Mika's face turn into different shades of red, barely able to contain the laughter that wants to escape his lips.
“Y-you…” Mika lowered his head, his arms hugged himself tightly, covering his now bare torso. “You asked to play this just to… watch me take my clothes off…?”
“Well, I won't deny that it was a decisive factor in deciding what to propose to you, but I didn't come just for that,” he declared, gesturing with his free hand, "I already told you, I wanted to keep my boyfriend company, is that so hard to believe?”
Mika's breathing grows shallower, and the silence betrays feelings hidden deep within his heart, now surfacing as he is forced to confront them. Lohen's smile falters, and he leans toward his boyfriend, reaching his face and turning it to look at him, but each time Mika looks away.
“Birdie?”
“S-sorry, I know I shouldn't think something like that, but… b-but…” His voice cracked, he needed to stop for a few seconds to regain his composure that was beginning to falter between his own words. “...but there are days when it seems like you… only want me for that…and I know it's wrong to think that but—!”
His words fall flat as Lohen seals his lips on Mika's. Mika tries to pull away, to push his boyfriend off, but Lohen doesn't budge, instead, he draws him by the waist until he's straddling him, keeping a hand at the back of his neck, making sure he can't break their kiss. Not until his resistance slowly ceases altogether
When they part, a thin strand of saliva hangs between them,both looking into each other's eyes. Mika's furrowed brow, on his red face is a sight to behold. And just as he's about to say something, to complain about being cut off earlier, the vice-captain takes the chance.
“I'm sorry.”
The words felt heavy to the blond, who was left speechless. His shoulders slump, losing the strength he had been holding back to try to push Lohen away again, and his expression changes to one of bewilderment.
“I didn’t think… I didn’t think you’d feel that way,” Lohen admits, resting his forehead in the crook of his boyfriend’s neck and shoulder. His arms cling to his torso, holding him closer. He doesn’t struggle to find the right words, he has an almost natural talent for saying the right things, flattering people, saying the sweet nothings they want to hear to get what he wants.
But he doesn't want to do any of that, not now, not when Mika had the courage to be honest, to confess his feelings despite how difficult it was for him to do so. Doing it would be… it would ruin them, a declaration that he doesn't really care about how Mika feels, that he doesn't take him and the relationship they built together seriously. And, frankly, he'd rather jump off a cliff than do something so stupid.
“I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry. I don't… I don't want to lose this… you and this relationship both. But I don't know what to do or say to convince you that I need you in every aspect of my life, not just for sex.”
Feeling Mika's warm hand on his cheek, he looks up, and as soon as he does, his lips are pressed against Mika, every muscle in his body relaxes and he returns the kiss as if it were oxygen, and he needs it to live.
"You could start by asking me out after this." He suggests as they separate, their faces barely inches apart, their noses almost touching, and Lohen can nearly feel Mika's sweet smile on his lips, sending shivers down his spine as he speaks. They make him feel sick, lovesick.
"After?" He asks, bringing his face close enough for their lips to touch, he's practically speaking into his mouth, their heated breaths mingling, but neither of them cares.
“W-well, since we're here…and I have to stay a little longer keeping watch…”
A small laugh escapes from Lohen's throat.
"I love you," He declares, stealing Mika's breath with a kiss. "I adore you," He says, giving him one, two, then three more kisses, unable to stop smiling. They fell onto the floor together, and he continued showering him with kisses. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I'd leave everything behind, I'd send everyone to hell, just to be with you, to have you."
It's sappy. He's being sappy, and not in a pompous or saccharine way that he uses to flatter others, no, he's being corny with total and absolute honesty, words coming from his heart with every skip and placed on his tongue. Other knights would laugh at him if they heard him talk like this, if they found out that the vice-captain of the fifth company loves someone with such passion and loyalty. For a long time, the stigma of losing the image of being selfless, cold, and cruel that he had built up over the years held him back from being more honest, from saying the things that actions cannot clarify or show.
But it doesn't matter, none of that matters anymore, not after seeing the way Mika's eyes shine with excitement and hope, full of love for him, how the corners of his lips rise and tremble, with a joy he is unable to contain, how his body contracts with excitement and anticipation.
He discovers that there is no sight more beautiful than that of his little flinch, moved and in love.
Entangled in embraces and kisses, they remove the remaining clothes they're wearing, which was beginning to bother them, like a hindrance. Lohen's hands slide over his beloved's torso, caressing every inch of his skin, feeling every inch of his existence beneath his hands, holding his boyfriend in those same hands he uses to kill, now used to protect and care for him.
Mika gasps as he feels Lohen's kisses on his chest, whimpers when his boyfriend moves his fingers inside him, clinging to his body, his heart pounding at an abnormally high rate. Suddenly, Lohen pulls him up and sits Mika on top of him, leaving the vice-captain lying on the floor.
“You always make me ride you…Why?”
"Hmm…" Lohen think for a bit to formbhis answer, his index finger resting on the center of Mika's chest and began to slowly, very slowly, trace its way down his torso. When it reached his lower half, he speak again, "Because if I had you beneath me…I wouldn't be able to control myself," he replied, his finger pressing against Mika's stomach as his eyes met Mika's, a gaze that electrified the blond.
"W-why are you holding back?" He asked with hitched breath, stolen by Lohen's finger on him.
Lohen's gaze softens. "Because I don't want to hurt you. Not even a little. You're the first person I want to treat with care."
"What if…?" He said in a murmur, his face flushed red, "…what if I say that…I want you to stop holding bacm…?"
At that, Lohen lifts his back off the ground, bringing his face to level with Mika's and leans close to his ear, “ You would be a very~ naughty boy.” he whispered.
A trembling gasp escapes Mika's lips, and his hands shot up to Lohen's shoulders, his cold, white fingertips press firmly together, his eyes remaining closed. The vice-captain places a chaste kiss on his cheek, then another at the corner of his lip.
"Birdie, look at me," he asks, his tone lower, deeper, more serious. The blond opens his eyes that's glistening with embarrassment and excitement. "I'll ask you this only once, because once I start I won't be able to stop... Are you sure you want me to not hold back?"
"I…" He tries to answer, but feels a lump in his throat. If he's honest, he's somewhat… quite scared, afraid it'll be too much, afraid of disappointing Lohen, afraid of not enjoying it or ruining it somehow. And yet… "I-I'm not sure, but…I want to try."
Lohen smiles at him and pressed his lips with Mika's in a sweet, short kiss. Then he gives another on the corner of his mouth and start a string of kisses descending down Mika's neck to his collarbone, while making Mika lie down on the floor.
He continues down until he reaches Mika's chest, pausing to suck on the side of his nipple while his hand caresses his vulva, he slides two fingers inside, parting the fleshy walls that will soon be filled by him. He moves his fingers in a slow, rhythmic motion and stimulates his clitoris with his thumb. He always does it this way, and he always manages to hear those sweet moans from his boyfriend that drive him wild.
But today he wants to hear Mika scream his name, so he inserts a third finger and begins to move them quickly, thrusting in and out completely, biting his nipple and pinching it with his other hand. Mika writhes on the floor, whimpering, and it's so breathtaking . He wants more, he needs to have him trembling, arching his back, unable to utter a single word, he wants to push Mika to his limit until he can't take any it more and unravel.
He loves how disastrous Mika looks when he pulls his fingers back, dripping and wrinkled, and pull away from his nipples. Mika took a deep breaths, his face already drenched in sweat, and his hair is a mess. Beautiful mess.
He places small kisses on Mika's body, starting with his chest and slowly moving down, taking his time, pausing briefly to allow his little flinch to catch his breath, until he reaches his body and hears Mika's gasps interspersed with small laughs.
"D-don't do that," Mika pleads, trying to suppress his smile, and when his gaze meets Lohen's, just seeing the way Lohen smiled tells Mika he won't listen to him.
He kissed and caressed Mika's stomach, blowing on his skin, rubs his face against it, and lets his hair tickle him. Mika kicks his legs amis laughter and places his hands on Lohen's shoulders, as if trying to push him away, but without exerting any force. Lohen finds delights in hearing him laugh, in seeing the small tears that welled in the corner of his eyes, his smile brightening.
He adores him, loves him so much, he can't believe he has the privilege of being with someone like Mika. He moves up to his face and starts showering him with kisses. The flinch’s laughter turned into a loud moan as he thrust into him without awarning.
"I love you," He whispered in Mika's ear like a snake coiling around its prey, uttering sweet words before biting.
He moves his hips in a rhythm rapidly, thrusting hard into Mika, eliciting moans from his throat. Lohen throws Mika's legs over his shoulders to thrust in deeper, he's going crazy from how he squeezes his cock between his inner walls.
Mika's unable to say a single word, only blabbered sounds comes out of his mouth one that is muffled by Lohen's lips, their tongues intertwine. He's filled by the vice-captain on both side. He feels like a pervert for finding the thought exciting, but it feels so good.
The thought of Lohen claiming his body, marking it, making it his own, filling him with his seed makes him feel like he's on cloud nine…sometimes he wishes his boyfriend wouldn't stop, that he would continue until his pussy couldn't take any more of his seed and his womb felt full of him. But he always pulls out before cumming, just to be safe, but fuck, how he wishes Lohen were more reckless about it.
"Just so you know," Lohen whispers in Mika's ear, sending pleasant shivers down his spine as he clings to Lohen immediately, "I don't plan on leaving you today until I'm completely drained of cum, or you collapse from exhaustion, whichever comes first."
His thrusts become erratic, more savage, Mika arches his back, his moans uncontrollable, his breath hitching as he feels hot, thick liquid coating his walls, filling his pussy to the brim.
"So, I hope you've thought of the baby names." He says with a smile, and before the blond can respond or understand the situation, Lohen starts thrusting again and covers Mika's mouth with his own.
They would have to reschedule that for a later date.