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The scent of booze and sweat hung ever present in the air at Angel’s Share. The clinking of glasses, the bard playing his lyre in the corner, and jolly conversation among the patrons all filled Venti’s ear much to his delight. Despite its rocky history up to this point, he was quite satisfied with how his city had grown, and nowhere did he enjoy his ideals being brought to fruition more than inside this bar. The church may worship Barbatos, but this haven of debauchery was where those who truly follow in his footsteps could be found.
Venti was idly admiring his surroundings without a care in the world while sipping on dandelion wine when an unfamiliar face walked in through the door. He looked about as old as Venti, although in his case looks were deceiving. Heightwise, seemed to have a few inches on him, which was a plus in Venti’s book. His clothing was unlike anything he had encountered in his many years, but what stood out even more was the beautiful golden shade in both his eyes and hair. One look and Venti had decided on his plans for the night.
“Hey there stranger, haven’t seen you around here before.” Sitting with his head on the counter, Venti lazily tipped his bottle of wine in the direction of the man who had just walked up next to him at the bar.
The man motioned for the bartender to come over. “Fire-Water, on the rocks.” He took a seat on the barstool as his drink was being made without even giving Venti the time of day.
He was starting to get a little annoyed. “Hey, I’m talking to you! At least tell me your name.” The other man waited until his drink was finished and placed in front of him, then took a sip.
“Aether.”
“Finally got something out of you! You can call me Venti.” He took a long sip out of his bottle and moved his barstool a little bit closer to Aether’s. “Haven’t heard a name like that around here, though. Where might you be from?” His fingers danced on the counter as he spoke.
“Nowhere near here,” said Aether as he took another sip from his drink, not even bothering to look in Venti’s direction. He couldn't hold his laughter in.
“Ooh, how mysterious! Get a lot of action with lines like that?” Aether rolled his eyes, but Venti was undeterred. His sights were set from the moment his gaze fell on Aether’s stomach, exposed to the world. “You’re such hard work.”
“I might just be worth it.” Venti was a bit annoyed at how cool this Aether guy clearly thought he was, but he was more happy to hear his attempt at seduction tonight might not be in vain.
He tried to take another drink from his bottle, but he could only pour a single drop out of it. “Charles! Get me another bottle of Dandelion Wine, and pour two glasses for me and the gentleman to my right.”
“And you’ll be paying that off with what money?” Charles was well aware of Venti’s habit of drinking copious amounts without paying off his tab for weeks at a time. He would have kicked him to the curb by now, but he did somehow manage to cough up the money by the end of each month.
“O ye of little faith, I have prepared a sum most appropriate for you.” Venti held up a large bag, Mora clinking together inside as he shook it with a smug grin plastered on his face all the while.
“If you have the money, why can’t you just pay it on time?” Charles grumbled to himself as he took the bag over the counter. He presented both of the men with glasses and filled them with wine from a freshly opened bottle.
Venti giggled and turned to Aether. “This is the Dawn Winery’s finest, consider it a welcoming gift to Mondstadt from yours truly. Toast?” Aether picked the glass up by the stem, swirled it around, and brought it up to his nose. He still hadn’t smiled for him tonight, but his expression seemed at least a little pleased.
“Very well,” he said as he held out the glass. Venti smiled and clinked his own against it, then drank half of it in a single gulp. A little bitter and a little sweet, just as he liked it.
“I usually drink straight from the bottle, but being a little fancy once in a while can be its own fun.” Aether took a sip from his glass.
“Not bad.” Venti started to get annoyed at how little conversation he could squeeze out of him so he groaned and kicked his feet against the bar.
“I know you’re playing the bad boy, but would it kill you to say thanks?” Aether gave a reserved laugh in response.
He’s enjoying teasing me too much!
If he was going to keep playing hard to get, he would just have to try a more direct approach. Venti slid his arm around the blond’s shoulder and whispered into his ear. “C’mon, aren’t we both just wasting our time at this point?”
Aether feigned ignorance. “Sorry, I didn’t hear you, could you repeat that?”
Venti leaned in until his lips brushed against Aether’s ear as he rubbed his palm against the front of his pants. “Just take me and fuck me in some alleyway already.” Aether finished off his drink and slammed it against the table.
“Thought you’d never ask.” He fished more than enough Mora to pay for his cocktail out of his pocket and set it on the counter, motioning him to keep the change.” Venti was practically dragged by the wrist towards the door. Not that he minded getting pulled around a little, especially when the night was finally going his way.
The brisk air of Mondstadt in the darkest hours of the night was something he could never tire of. Especially when he was about to get pulled into some random nook just out of the public’s eye by his catch of the night.
Venti’s back met the wall of the alley behind Angel’s Share with a thud. He opened his mouth to make a remark about the sudden shift in Aether’s attitude, and his lips were taken before he got the chance. The faint sweetness of the wine lingered on both of their tongues mixed with a pleasant burn from Aether’s choice in liquor. He delighted in being handled and used like this. Aether’s tongue in his mouth, his hands against his chest, and his knee in between his legs. Rough, just what he was hoping for. Aether acted like a predator feasting on its prey, although in this case Venti was the one who had been on the hunt.
Moans spilled out from their connected lips as Venti gasped for breath in the brief moments where he could. His pants were already painfully tight. The chilling wind did little to snuff out the heat building up across his whole body. He pushed Aether away by his chest to put a few inches of space between them. He kept his hands pressed to him as he slid down to Aether’s belt. He took his sweet time unbuckling it, letting Aether’s patience break down by the second. Once he was finally finished with getting it off, he gripped the hem of his pants and his hands froze.
Now it's my turn.
He pushed his face up to his crotch, delaying Aether’s gratification more than he could possibly handle. “Maybe you could ask me nicely?” He rubbed against the outline of his dick agonizingly slowly as he taunted him.
“You’re taking too long.” Aether couldn’t bear the teasing anymore and pulled his pants down himself. In the next moment, his throbbing cock was pushed against Venti’s face, and his hands were grabbing him by his braids. This was, of course, exactly what Venti had been hoping for. Pushing someone to their breaking point until they unleashed all of their pent up frustration on him was his idea of a grand weekend, although his weekends tended to last seven days.
Aether interrupted Venti’s thoughts by filling the bard’s mouth with his cock, and he grinned at the sight.
“Now that shut you up.” Venti squirmed as sounds meant to be words left his mouth, but they were made unintelligible by Aether’s length. He must have taken that as another attempt at teasing, because Aether started to rock his hips in response.
Venti made sure to give the best service he could as his face was fucked, sliding his tongue across the head of Aether’s length. Aether clenched his hands from the pleasure and sped up his pace. Venti was fully prepared for his throat to be filled, but Aether slowed down and removed his cock from his mouth.
“Get up.”
Venti giggled, and already being quite familiar with what was going to happen next pulled a small bottle out of his pocket and handed it over to Aether. He took it and poured a bit of it out onto his finger, recognizing the slimy texture of lube. “You always carry this around with you? You really are a whore.”
"Ehe." Venti took it as a compliment. He put his hands against the wall while spreading his legs. “I just happen to know what I enjoy, isn’t that what life is all about? Now get these pants off me already.”
Aether was still rock hard and not in any mood to be wasting time. He pulled Venti’s shorts down and used his finger to apply the lube inside Venti. A high pitched gasp escaped his lips as teeth sunk into his neck. Venti’s breath hitched as Aether’s length pushed into him. Slowly at first, teasing out groans as he slid further into Venti’s ass until he bottomed out. An exhale of pleasure rang out as Aether started to rub his fingers against Venti's nipples. He was savoring the moment. He nibbled Venti's ear until he heard a groan.
"You make a good cocksleeve." Eventually he pulled out until just the tip remained inside, and then pushed right back in. Moans spilled out of both of them as Aether increased his pace. One of Aether’s hands went to play around inside Venti's mouth while the other snaked around to grab his cock. Getting violated across his whole body at the same time was sending him to the edge. Electricity flowed throughout his whole body as Aether pumped into him, causing his fingers to scrape against the brick wall, almost hard enough to draw blood.
An explosion of pleasure rang through Venti's body as he felt Aether's length brush against just the right spot to send him into ecstasy. They had barely just started, but Venti could feel his stomach tightening, signaling his climax’s arrival. "I-I'm close."
“Me too." Aether grabbed Venti by the hips and fucked as far into him as he could, then held him in place as his semen flowed out. Venti let out a moan. He could feel Aether’s seed spilling out of him and dripping down his leg.
"Fuck, say my name!"
Aether grinned as he put his lips up to his ear and whispered.
"Barbatos."
Venti’s blood ran cold, but it was too late to stop his ejaculation. Aether let go of Venti’s hips and his legs gave out, causing him to fall to the ground in a pathetic mess. He shuffled a few steps away and looked back. "Who are you?"
“Does it matter at this point? I know you still haven't had enough.”
He hated to admit it, but the effect Aether had on him was perfectly clear. “I see you’re not a god for nothing.” He threw his hands over his crotch to hide his erection, but he wasn’t fooling either of them.
Venti tried to stand up, but Aether walked forward and brought his heel to where Venti's cock was pulsing on his stomach, pressing down. Not hard enough to be too painful, just enough to humiliate the Archon and make his semen spurt out yet again. The stone of the ground dug into his back, but he was much too focused on the pleasure he was receiving to care. Aether leaned down, their faces close enough to feel each other’s ragged breathing. “What’ll it be?”
A voice in the back of Venti’s head told him to leave now, and he tossed that voice away.
He leaned up and grabbed Aether by his shirt, pulling him down to his level and sealing their lips together for a moment. What could he do to an Archon, really? Might as well have some fun while he’s here.
"Oh, I think I'm just getting started."
Aether’s hands moved to Venti’s wrists, pinning him to the ground. Their eyes met, cheeks flushed and mouths agape. Their lips crashed together, not a breath wasted as they passionately kissed. Venti realized the danger was making his heart beat even faster and his body even hotter.
Aether hands changed positions, one lining his cock up with Venti’s ass, and the other grasping his cheek. “You look so cute when I’m on top of you.”
Whatever snide remark Venti had in store was made unintelligible by the thumb that had made its way into his mouth and started pushing down on his tongue. Aether snickered at the sight of him as he finally pushed himself into Venti’s heat. He recoiled however when he felt teeth sharply sink into his thumb, pulling his hand away in shock. “That was your own fault, give me some warning next time!”
“Planning on a next time, are we?”
“Oh shut it, just finish what you’ve started.”
He obliged and rocked his hips, fucking him into the ground. Venti cried out as Aether went in as far as he could. “Do you want the whole city to hear you? Imagine what they would say if they knew their god was getting fucked in the street like a common whore.”
Venti was too busy panting to return with a smarmy remark. It had felt like mere moments had passed, but he was already about to climax again.
Venti closed his legs around Aether, pulling him in as far as he could possibly go and keeping him there. Aether punctuated his own release by passionately pressing their lips together.
Even Venti, with the stamina of a god, was feeling exhausted by now. He closed his eyes as he caught his breath. “You might be my best this month. I know it’s only the first week of it, but that’s still high praise coming from me.”
He had heard some shuffling, but as soon as he opened his eyes his vision was filled with Aether’s closed eyes mere centimeters from his. He left an uncharacteristically gentle kiss on Venti’s lips and climbed off of him. “Oh, so you can be sweet when you want to be.”
Venti tried to use his arm to support him as he stood up, but realized that at some point his bones had started to feel like jelly and slipped back down. “What the-”
“I admit, this much wasn’t in my plans. But I enjoyed tonight.” Fear returned to Venti’s eyes once he realized that whatever was happening to him was Aether’s doing, but he could do little about it. The feeling in his limbs was getting ever fainter and he had no choice but to stare up at the imposing man above him. He knew had gotten careless, all it took was one paralyzing kiss to make him see that. It must seem pathetic, at his standing even, to think he always had the upper hand.
“Don’t worry, I’ve done everything I’m going to do to you already. Though you’d probably like it if I kept going.” Aether snickered at the pathetic figure below him, looking more like a bird with its wings clipped than a god.
“The Abyss Order sends their regards.” With that, Aether turned around and walked slowly into the direction of the full moon. Venti’s eyelids became too heavy to keep open and he was left with a single thought as he drifted into unconsciousness. But before he lost the last of his energy, a single word was able to spill out of his lips.
“Why?”
Echoing from down the street, he delivered his final words before parting.
“I know you’d be following me for more.”