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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-07 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Tartaglia's eyes lock onto her, watching the spoon slowly get pulled outward as she flutters her lashes at him, and he can feel himself stir beneath his waist with anticipation. He shifts in his seat at the simple gesture that's already managed to bring a level of heat between his legs, smirking back at her as if there's more than just dessert waiting for her. She really does know exactly what she's doing, revving him up and teasing him in preparation for what they'll do in a few more minutes.

Her stare keeps him focused on her, feeling his mouth dry a little as she licks her lips, imagining where those lips would be soon enough and how badly he is starting to need them to do terrible and incredible things to him.]


Mmmmm...

[He hums thoughtfully, leaning over to let her feed him the bit of breakfast, doing the exact same thing back to her as his eyelashes flutter shut, cupping the bottom of her hand with his own. He slowly drags his lips over the metal as he eats the food off of it, the spoon coming out with a tiny pop, making a deliberate effort to swallow it before he opens his eyes again. A swirling, dark need brews in his eyes, his smirk almost evil as he gazes back into her eyes.]

A nice treat sounds like just the thing we deserve. You've been more than thoughtful and giving today, so I'll do more than just spoil you. I'll give you everything you could crave for, just allow me in and I'll make it worth your while.

[Though he's not sure if he's going to finish his breakfast at this rate, greed surging through him, a dark force telling him that sinking into Yoimiya would satisfy his hunger.]

We could always finish this up later, if you'd like your dessert now.
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-07 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[The second her hand comes up to gently brush his own, he knows he's gotten her, that whatever thoughts she was having before that weren't about climbing in bed with him were finally erased for the most part. Not that he's in any better shape either, barely even caring about the food at this point until she brings it up. Entranced and completely seduced by her, he feels his head fog up with thoughts of her on the bed, how he'd extract those familiar and delicious cries out of her, give her everything she wants and desires...]

...oh, right. I suppose we could put it away in case we take a little longer than expected, huh?

[Taking her hand, he stands to immediately pull her into a deep, ardorous kiss. His tongue wastes no time slipping inside of her mouth for a few moments as he presses not only himself against her, but also pressing his will into her as well- he needs her more than anything else, and he wants her to feel it, to know that he needs to taste her skin against his own.

Tartaglia releases their kiss slowly, managing to wink at her despite how breathless he is, gazing deeply into her eyes as he speaks.]


How about I take care of it, and you wait for me in the bedroom. I promise I'll be quick.
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-08 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
[He's never seen anything like it, all the lights strewn about on people's houses with all the different snowy, Christmas decorations they put on and around their houses. It's his first Christmas ever, and he loves every second of it. It's too bad Snezhnaya doesn't celebrate it, it would be beautiful against the backdrop of his homeland. He doesn't even mind getting caught by the magical mistletoe, because both he and Yoimiya took advantage of it more than it took advantage of them, probably much to the dismay of anyone who happened to be around them at the time.

Childe stretches his arms out as they walk back into the apartment, yawning after their exciting evening.]


I guess we just seem like a natural fit for each other, [he says, grinning as he takes his shoes off to go and plop down on the couch.]

I don't disagree with their assessment, would you?

[His eyes seem to brighten, wondering what she'd say to that. It'll help him with future decisions...ones he's not bringing up to her right now.]
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-10 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tartaglia shifts just so as she nuzzles into his arm and snuggles against him, so it's a bit more comfortable for them both. Now that they're both comfortable on the couch next to each other, he sinks into her own warmth, cozy and relaxed with her against him, feeling at home and at peace with his darling Yoimiya curled up next to him. His eyes soften at her words, slipping his arm behind her to pull her further into him, tugging lightly at her waist as he leans over to press a gentle kiss to her lips. His free hand brushes her cheek, admiring every perfectly created curve of her face, savoring the touch of her soft skin against his own.]

...I feel the same. I feel complete now that I have you by my side, my quest to conquer the world now given more meaning, and my heart aches to give you everything this world has to offer. You're everything I could of dreamed of, Yoimiya. I love you from the very core of my being, and I'd like nothing better than to spend the rest of my days with you.

[His eyes meet her own, a combination of a deep seated adoration, obsession, possessiveness, and devotion swirling in his clouded blue eyes. Yoimiya means the world to him, and he's unafraid to show it, as he hums in thought.]

So...what if I were to, say, propose to you? Would you say yes?
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-11 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[He waits patiently, trying his best not to let his expression give away what he's feeling inside between when he asks the question and her answer. Tartaglia can definitely feel the gravity in the air as she takes a moment to calm herself, and while he's confident she'll say yes, he can't help but feel a pang of nervousness in his chest. But it's chased away the moment she confirms exactly what he was thinking, breathing out a small sigh of content, feeling his heart warm with joy that she would marry him. He can see his future in her eyes, a life full of battle and happiness for as long as they're together.

In a gentle gesture, Ajax lets his head rest against hers, appreciative of how dedicated she is, that even though all of that she'd wait for him. Though she doesn't know it, he's not interested in waiting that long, because there's no guarantee that he'd even remember her once they got back...but that's another conversation for another day, one that he isn't ready to have with her just yet.]


You flatter me as always, Yoimiya. I always feel as if I've found a precious treasure having you by my side. I love you so much, and I'll do my very best to give you the life you deserve. Thank you for being so understanding of the goals and responsibilities I need to see to- I promise any wait you endure won't be long.

[Ajax relaxes against her, feeling full and happy, excited now to see where life takes them during their stay here. She's given him the green light, so now he has to take time to prepare.]

Sorry to spring that on you like that, but it felt appropriate, seeing as we're about to move in together permanently. It made sense to me that we should think about and look forward to taking our relationship to the next level. I'm glad to hear that we both feel the same about this.
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-14 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[A simple gesture such as her fingers twining with his relaxes him further as they rest against each other, curling his fingers over her hand as he sinks into the couch. Her presence is soothing, her declaration makes his chest buzz, but he can't help but chuckle at little at her- he's not sure what becoming a good wife means. She's already great, being so caring and thoughtful of him, sharing the same want to become stronger, to improve and seek endless battle, slaying their enemies without mercy and standing atop the world.

But maybe this is just a path that the two of them will have to walk down together to find out, and maybe he needs to figure out what being a good husband to her is as well. Whatever faults he has, he'll work to correct them, improve himself, just as he does as a warrior. Yoimiya's needs, her comfort, he'll ensure they're met so she's happy. So she'll always want to be with him, to stay with him, to never leave him. Forever.

These dark, depraved thoughts swirl about in his mind, happily breathing in the fading scent of the shampoo she'd used earlier when they were getting ready to go, content noises bubbling up out of him.]


Spending the rest of my life with you sounds wonderful.

[Ajax could sit here all night with her, submerged in the warm, fuzzy feelings at the thought of spending eternity with her. Involuntarily, a yawn escapes out of him as he rests against her, a growing tiredness gripping him but too content to move or do anything about it. He hums quietly, closing his eyes, and his body starts to slump- he's not falling asleep, but he feels like he could right here.]

Yoimiya, [he says after several moments,] I may fall asleep right here and now. My apologies if I drool on you...hahaha.
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-14 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[Drool extraordinaire boyfriend...

He gets an image of himself drooling right on top of Yoimiya's head, oblivious to his transgression as she sleeps on him right here on the couch...maybe passing out now isn't the best idea, as cute as the image of her gazing over him while he sleeps is. He'd prefer to not actually drool on her, and he knows if he lets himself he really will fall asleep only to let Yoimiya wake up with a hair washing she didn't ask for.]


Mmmm, I'm very comfortable, but I think we should head to bed if we're really this tired. Besides, we can use that little charm we were given. What was it we were told that it does? Something about having good dreams?

[He can't remember, he's getting too tired, but he forces himself to shift so he doesn't fall asleep. Sitting up, he wraps his arm around her to make her sit up with him, kissing the top of her head before stretching his back out a little.]

It's a novel concept, and I don't see the harm in giving it a shot.
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-15 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
[A dream wedding. He can only begin to wonder what that would look like, never having thought about the details of something like that at all himself. Knowing him, he'd stress and worry over it for the weeks and months to come to make sure everything was perfect and that it would be the picturesque wedding for his lovely Yoimiya, who deserves to have the nicest wedding she could ever wish for. It makes him wonder if he'd be the bridezilla in this situation, but he supposes once it actually happens he'll find out. Luckily for his subordinates back in Teyvat, it would happen here so they would be spared of his wrath.

Taking her hand, he pops up onto his own feet, debating if he wants to take a bath or not. The hot water would definitely soothe him into slumber, and he hums thoughtfully as he considers it.]


Let's. We can soak for a while and slip into bed. I'm a little too tired to do much else, [he admits, stretching his arms out now when he thinks more about going to bed.]

I can scrub your back, and maybe attend to you in other ways, if you wish.

[Tartaglia shoots her a sly wink, letting what that might mean hang in the air.]
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-15 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Ajax happily starts to follow her right to the bathroom, his head already fuzzy with thoughts of how nice it'll be to sit in the bath with her, to let his hands wander all over her while he washes her, letting them wander downwards so she can relax further into his touch. His expression cracks into a sly grin as she leans against him, holding her in place as her warmth soaks in through his shirt, breath heavy for a moment as she whispers something into his ear that makes his mind go in all the wrong places. His eyes heavily lid as he watches her pull away from him, unconsciously licking his lips. His Yoimiya, a temptress in disguise, truly. And he falls into her trap every time without fail, but he hardly cares, if anything he enjoys what she does to him.]

Right down to my bones, is it? I can't wait for you to show me.

[He follows as if she were dangling a carrot on a stick in front of him, except she's using herself as the carrot. Once inside, the two of them have a delightful bath together, relaxing their bodies and getting them ready to have a good night's rest.]

---

[After drying off, Tartaglia slips into bed, his body warm and like all the tension had released from his body, comfortable as he waits for Yoimiya to join him. When she finally walks in the bedroom, he looks to her with a soft smile on his face, admiring the glow she gives off after soaking in the bath, satisfied that he'd successfully helped her feel really nice before they finally laid down for the night. She's like a pristine goddess gliding in, and he doesn't hide how openly he's admiring her as he watches her get ready for bed.]
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-15 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[His eyes follow her across the room, continuing to stare as she makes her final preparations for bed. To him, Yoimiya is simply ethereal, how her skin glistens even beneath her kimono robe, the ghost of her body against his in the bath still making his own skin tingle. His silence is the affirmation that she's right, he can't keep his eyes off of her, welcoming her heat against him as she cuddles right up next to him. Every line she draws across his cheek soothes him further into a nice, restful sleep, his eyelids drooping even as he gazes deeply into her own golden, honeyed irises. She's so pretty, he thinks as he lays there on his pillow, etching the soft curves of her cheeks and the soft glow of her smile into his mind, replaying her cute giggle through his head as he continues to admire her.]

I can't help it, [he finally admits, his voice groggy and overcome with tiredness from the excitement from the day.] Your radiance has me completely captivated here- what else am I supposed to do?

[Tartaglia leans his head down to capture her lips, administering a loving, languid kiss. He invites her in, to savor their bond and taste the sweet flavor of their love, pressing himself against her and tangling his legs with hers. He finds himself lost in the kiss, content to twine himself with her and drown beneath waves of ardor that wash up and pull him underneath them. All this talk of marriage, their bath, and now this has his mind rose-tinted and bubbly with love. He never knew he could feel quite like this, especially since none of it pertains to battle.

Oh yes, that's right...the charm. He releases himself from her for only a moment, to say:]


Mmmmm, don't forget the charm. I want to see what our dream wedding would look like.

[He says as if he doesn't really believe that it would have the power to show them anything, but he likes the idea of tricking his mind into dreaming of it regardless. They say, after all, that dreams might be related to what had happened that day...]
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-16 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[He feels a certain pride swell in him that the kiss just had that kind of effect on her, and him too, if he's being honest with himself. He's glad he happened to remember, or else they wouldn't have the fun of trying it out. Tartaglia glances down at it as she slides it underneath their pillows, hoping that it really would have some sort of magic effect. A lot of things here do have magic attached to them, but he's not getting his hopes up too far.

His arm falls over her as she curls up against him, warmth flooding him from her presence here under the covers, letting his head curl down close to hers now that they're getting settled for the night.]


Ha, you're going to make me blush talking like that. I'll do my best to give you everything you'll ever want.

[Closing his eyes, he relaxes fully now, ready for sleep to take him, whether or not he has any dreams at all. His voice grows more and more groggy, clearing his mind of any worries or thoughts.]

Don't think too hard now, though, or you'll get yourself too worked up to sleep. Goodnight, Yoimiya...

[It won't be long until he's passed out, small, light snores coming out of him as he falls into the dreamland that he hoped he'd discover upon falling asleep...]

---

[When next he opens his eyes, he's not in Ellipsa anymore, but rather he's in his snowy homeland of Snezhnaya, clad in traditional Snezhnayan garb, standing in front of Her Majesty, the Tsaritsa, who has their wedding rings on an altar. The cold bites at the attendees who are looking on, happy for the groom and bride, his entire family in attendance outside of the church where Ajax and Bronya stand. Yet, he can't feel the cold, instead standing and waiting excitedly to see Yoimiya join him at his side so they can be wed by the sacrosanct Cryo Archon herself. Tartaglia has no idea he's begun to dream of the wedding he wishes he could have, his smile as big as one's can get on their wedding day, and he can't wait to see his bride-to-be. He's paid the ransom for her, and now he finally gets to see her in all her beauty.]

Thank you for doing this, [he says as he turns to Her Majesty with a bow,] it means the world to me.

[But in this dream, she doesn't respond, her cold gaze looking out over the wedding itself, but he doesn't seem to mind. In fact, he expects it, and now he's just waiting for his beloved to appear.]
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-17 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[The minute he sees Yoimiya, he can feel the very air leave his lungs at the sight of her walking towards him in the light, snowy weather. She's gorgeous in that dress, flowing behind her as she glides towards him, her parents accompanying her at her side. Snow gently falls into her hair, a magnificent accessory to her entire ensemble, looking as if she'd always been a native of Snezhnaya, his princess of the frozen north finally come home to stay. He can hear his mother crying, overjoyed that her son was marrying such a sweet, caring girl, his father proud that he'd managed to quell his bloodthirst enough to woo a woman to stand by his side. There's a small voice that cries out Yoimiya is so pretty! from the crowd, belonging to none other than Teucer, his eyes wide as he stares at Ajax's bride to be as she steps up to stand with him at the alter.

Childe laughs quietly at his little brother before turning to admire Yoimiya, even more pristine up close than when she had been entering the ceremony, the perfect vision of beauty and grace. He takes her hands gingerly after bows are made to Her Majesty, unable to see any of the world around him save for her captivating eyes, ones that glow with the sun and shine in the night sky.

You're beautiful, he mouths to her, completely taken in by her radiance, admiration shining in his eyes.]


We'll begin, [the cool voice of the archon rings out, silencing the crowd in reverence of her. She begins the ceremony, moving through everything swiftly, until finally they arrive at the wedding vows. She gestures to Tartaglia to start, nodding back to her as he holds both of Yoimiya's hands. His gaze has hardly broken away from her the entire ceremony, and with a lovesick smile on his face, he recites the vows that his dream brain has written for him in this very moment:]

Yoimiya, my life, my love, the eye of my storm. I give you my entire being, my eternal commitment, m▊ ▊▊▊▊▊▊ love ▊▊▊▊▊...your presence is the very ▊▊▊▊▊▊▊ of ▊▊ ▊▊▊▊▊▊▊...

[The dream begins to be fuzzy, his words incomplete, but he can still feel the warmth of his love for the wonderful woman in front of him, and he knows he means every single word he says, even if he can't remember them.]

Let us stand together ▊▊ ▊▊ gaze down upon ▊▊▊ ▊▊▊▊▊▊ below, and I will ▊▊▊▊ ▊▊▊ as ▊▊▊ shining northern star ▊▊▊▊ pierces ▊▊▊ inescapable ▊▊▊▊ night. I love you, and I pledge my body, mind, and soul to ▊▊▊, ▊▊▊ ▊▊▊ alone.

[He finishes, waiting with anticipation for her vows, his heart beating strongly in his chest as he stares back at Yoimiya, still enraptured by her. He can't believe this is finally happening, on this perfect day...]
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[personal profile] monoceroscaeli 2024-01-18 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Chuckling quietly, he holds her hands a little tighter to help her, to give her that rock to lean against so she can keep her composure. But at the same time, he's touched by how she's reacted to his vows, his expression soft yet confident, emotion welling in his chest to see her so happy.

That emotion only grows when she begins, giving her his full attention, his eyes widening and beginning to glisten with the tears that threaten to well up and spill over onto his cheeks. Her speech is as beautiful as herself, how the rays from the sun illuminate her, voice angelic to his ears as she finishes and begins to cry. Tartaglia gingerly lets go of one of her hands to wipe away the tears that fall, his smile gentle as the Tsaritsa continues.]


May these rings be blessed, and the two of you be forever joined until the wolves ravage your bones or the frigid winds freeze you to your cores. Place them on your fingers, and go- may you walk together and fight your way through the eternal blizzard.

[Handing them each other's rings, Tartaglia takes Yoimiya's hand to slip her ring onto her finger, and waits patiently for her to do the same. Little does anyone know, the rumblings of something darker begin to stir behind the church, waiting for the right opportunity to strike.]

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