[ Venti is a little pervert, but his conquests were far and few between. The ones he may remember were the ones gone with time. A drunken fling had been the usual, but… not like this.
That was Venti.
Barbatos sat on the edge looking at the majesty of a gem too rare for him to ignore. The luster of Zhongli’s body slick with water makes him finally just undo that damn corset and finally his shirt — huffing until he drops down with only tights and shorts.
When Zhongli resurfaces, Venti swims a bit closer. ]
More this way. Come on.
[ The curve of the maps marking he knows well, half a crescent was where the bard swims, floating above a small break in the wall. ]
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That was Venti.
Barbatos sat on the edge looking at the majesty of a gem too rare for him to ignore. The luster of Zhongli’s body slick with water makes him finally just undo that damn corset and finally his shirt — huffing until he drops down with only tights and shorts.
When Zhongli resurfaces, Venti swims a bit closer. ]
More this way. Come on.
[ The curve of the maps marking he knows well, half a crescent was where the bard swims, floating above a small break in the wall. ]
Morax.
When is the last time you swam with someone?