There's a little bit of touching while aether's asleep at the beginning, but that's it.

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Glowing in Teal

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Purple doesn't look good on Aether.

Neither does yellow.

And Venti's sure all the other future colors that will adorn Aether's earring won't look good on him too.

Wait.

No, never mind. Scratch that.

Aether looks good on any color, there's no doubt about it.

The problem lies on Venti. Getting irritated by himself, getting upset by himself. In his defense; Aether constantly switches between channeling Geo and Electro elemental power.

Yet Venti hasn't seen his color on Aether anymore lately.

Aether prefers switching to the region's respective elemental power, depending on where he's at. But even though they visit Mondstadt a lot to do commissions or just helping up with requests from the citizens, Aether never uses his Anemo power anymore.

And that is the actual cause of his irritation right now.

Venti twirls Aether's earring with his fingers, it gives out a soft purple glow in the dimly-lit room. Venti tugs at it gently.

Once. Feeling the irritation is slightly—only slightly—lifted, he repeats.

Two times.

Three.

Then four.

But seeing that his action has made Aether's earlobe redden, Venti stops.

Stupid Aether, he hisses internally, teal definitely looks better on him.

That's what his mind thinks, yet his hands are rubbing soothing caresses on the reddened part of Aether's earlobe.

Maybe because he plays a bit too much with Aether's ear, the latter opens his eyes and blinks a few times. With his eyes still half-lidded, his lips curve into a thin smile. "Morning, Venti."

"Good morning, my warrior!"

Just like an automatic reflex, Aether's arms and legs wrap around him like an octopus, snuggling closer to him and presses their lips together. His lips part slightly, just wide enough for Venti to slip in his tongue.

Venti drags his hand down from caressing Aether's ear to the crook of his neck and pulls him close.

Only after a few seconds has passed that Venti realizes his partner is not responsive to his kiss so he opens his eyes for a little peek.

Oh.

Aether has drifted back to sleep.

Even though there's no doubt Aether is already sleeping so soundly right now, Venti can feel his lower part is very much awake. It's resting against Venti's thigh comfortably.

After jerking his thigh a bit to confirm that Aether is in fact half-erect, and even grinding his hips slowly now, Venti sneaks his hand and reaches out to the vial of half-used sweet flower gel. He empties the vial on his hand, then brings it to the cleft of Aether's ass, smearing it over his entrance.

Venti grazes the pad of his fingertip on the hole, rubbing it in gentle circles.

"Aether … let's play…"

Not seeing any sign of Aether waking up, Venti leans in closer to Aether's ear and tugs his earring with his mouth. Lust clouding over his eyes but as much as he wants to just fuck Aether right then, he prefers Aether to be awake so they can enjoy the it together.

Venti tries to blow on his ear, Aether still won't wake up yet the grinding has not stopped and it's really making Venti lose his mind.

And so Venti bites on Aether's earlobe.

"A-ah!"

That works!

Venti double-checks on the abused earlobe once again and feels relief knowing Aether's ear doesn't seem to be wounded.

"Aether! Uh … good morning?"

It takes Aether a few seconds to realize both their hardened cocks are pressed together. And Venti's finger won't stop rubbing around his entrance on the back.

"Morning? You seem to be having a good time."

Venti winks and sticks out his tongue between his lips.

Aether sighs and pinches Venti's chubby cheek gently. This has happened a few times in the past already, so he's quite used to waking up to them pressed up so closely like this. He then leans in and gives Venti's stuck-out tongue a light lick.

It's not exactly what Venti expected for Aether to give in so easily. But he should have known since his boyfriend is just as insatiable as him.

Venti takes this chance to slip in his finger in Aether's soft hole. Aether gasps at the sudden intrusion, but immediately relaxes once he realizes it's just Venti's fingers, skillfully probing around his walls and opening him up.

"You're still loose from last night." Venti works up his fingers and adds two more fingers. The way Aether's hole is so wet and soft, the walls hungrily hugging around Venti's fingers and sucking him in. Very arousing.

When Venti is still focused on spreading him open, Aether captures Venti's lips in a needy kiss, letting their tongues mingle together as they catch their breaths. They let their saliva pool in their mouths, drooling down from the side of their mouths, ignoring the wet and sloppy sound they're making.

"Rub us together, Aether?" Venti says in between their kisses, a trail of saliva connecting their mouth when he breaks away.

Aether nods vigorously. And as Venti continues thrusting and scissoring Aether's greedy wet heat, Aether wraps his hands around both their cocks and starts pumping up and down.

"V-Venti … I'm a-almost—h-hhaah—"

Venti quickens the pace with his fingers, digging his fingers at an angle and brushing against that one little spot Aether likes best.

It doesn't take long until Aether clenches hard on his fingers and moans into Venti's mouth. A string of white fluid spills all over their stomachs and stains the bed. His hips jerk a few times while still spurting out cum.

No matter how many times Venti has seen Aether reaching his climax, it has always been a sight to behold.

The sweat trickling down Aether's forehead, and Aether's eyes rolling to the back of his head as he pants heavily. And how Aether's body keeps convulsing even though he has stopped spurting.

Beautiful.

Venti drags his fingers out and plunges deep a few more times, imagining his cock—not his fingers—wrapped around Aether's twitching walls. So wet and warm.

His breath hitches and Venti is leaking pre-cum just by the visual imagery of his cock being buried deep inside Aether. Venti gets up and props himself on top of Aether, pulling one of Aether's legs to rest on his shoulder.

Venti aligns his cock to Aether's entrance, observing the soft pink hole twitching and sucking the tip of his cock. So loose and open. So ready for Venti.

With one swift thrust, Venti plunges his whole length into Aether, bringing a loud gasp from Aether. His eyes are blown wide and he clenches around Venti.

"W-wait—a-aaaah—Venti! I-I just—I just c-came—ahhh!"

The warmth Venti felt inside is indescribable. Despite Aether's protest, his insides squeeze Venti's cock with every thrust. Each time Venti drags out, he feels like he's being sucked in again, Aether's hole hungry from the emptiness he left inside.

"D-does it feel good, my beloved Windblume?" Venti asks, trailing kisses on Aether's thigh.

"Feels so good—a-ahh…" Aether moans loudly as Venti keeps hitting his prostate, sending his own cock back to fully erect again despite having already cummed once. The room is filled with the sound of their slapping skins, wet and squelching, mixing together with their moans. And Venti loves how his lover always seems to forget to hold back his voice as he gets closer to the edge.

"Deeper, Venti—please—" Aether begs.

Aether's especially needy whenever he's in this state, and Venti can only fulfill his lover's wish by plunging deep in him.

Oh, one can only wonder how much Venti wants to show off this Aether to the whole of Teyvat.

Mondstadt's Honorary Knight.

Honored Guest of Liyue.

And even titled a Captain of Watatsumi Island's Special Unit.

Laying beneath Venti, soft and pliant. Completely defenseless with his legs spread wide open only for Venti, fully belonged to the Anemo Archon. His erect cock resting against his navel and leaking pre-cum while he's a panting, writhing mess, begging to be fucked deeper and harder.

The color purple glows dimly from Aether's left earring, the light sways along with their rhythm. While Venti's own hair and tattoos glow in pulsing teal color.

Venti places his hand on top of Aether's abdomen, just a few inches under Aether's belly button where his skin seems to be bulging out with each thrust Venti makes. Feeling the shape of his cock pushing from the inside, he presses his thumb right on that spot.

Aether whimpers, and Venti can feel Aether's muscles tensing.

Venti chuckles and pulls Aether's hand to the same spot, to his lower abdomen. "Here, can you feel my cock moving inside you?"

There is an attempt at answering, but it comes out as a whiny moan instead.

Looking at how Aether can't even make out coherent words anymore, Venti adjusts himself and puts down Aether's leg. His hand grabs on Aether's waist, while his thumb continues pressing down on that spot on his lower abdomen, rubbing on the skin that is bulging out with each thrust.

With a quickened pace, Venti slams his hips faster and deeper. And with just a few more thrusts, Aether's walls squeeze him tight and his back arches up, his moan resounds throughout the room.

Venti removes his hand from Aether's abdomen and smiles to himself when he sees a glowing teal-colored tattoo pulsing there, from the spot where he had put his hand on. The tantalizing sight goes straight to his arousal and he also reaches his climax. Pounding deep as he fills Aether's warm insides, milking out every last drop.

After emptying all his cum inside Aether, the feeling of Aether's walls twitching around him makes him want to stay inside there longer. But he pulls out anyway.

When he does it, his cum starts leaking out and trickles down from his ass, dropping down to the bed. Aether quickly clenches down and tries to push it back in with his fingers.

Seeing the surprised look on Venti, Aether just laughs, "It's a waste to just let them out."

Venti swallows and drops down on the bed, hugging Aether in the process. "My beloved traveler is too lewd. Wish he is actually a freeloader with lots of free time like me so we could make love more."

"Well … someone has to earn mora to buy their beloved bard wine and apples."

Venti laughs and kisses Aether.

"So, what kinda mark did you put on me?"

Venti blinks and looks down on Aether's abdomen. The symbol of Anemo now glowing dimly on his lower abdomen, pulsing lightly in teal. "Oh, you noticed?"

"It felt really good when I came just now. It's glowing in the same color as your tattoos."

"Mm-hm!" Venti smiles proudly.

"What does it do, really?"

"Nothing!" Venti reaches out to tug on Aether's earring and pouts, "It's just that someone hasn't been channeling my element. And purple doesn't really look too good on him."

Aether laughs. His voice is bubbly, and there's nothing Venti loves more than that.

"Are you jealous?"

"... Not really."

"You're the storyteller who's always traveling with the adventurer. So even though I like using Anemo, you're always there to help me with that element."

It isn't too satisfactory listening to Aether's explanation. But at least now Venti knows it's just because Venti tags along Aether's journey a bit way too often.

"But I wonder," Aether grazes over the Anemo tattoo over his abdomen, "will it glow like yours when I use Anemo power? Guess I should try it next time."

"How are you going to see it glow when it's hidden below—" Venti drags his finger across his stomach, then poking at the mark, "—here? You perv."

"A-ah … you're right. It won't be visible."

"But it's visible now. How about we see how it will glow?"

"Wait, more!?"

"Didn't you want to see it glow?" Venti grins teasingly.

There's a slight hesitation as Aether knits his eyebrows, but in the end, he gives in. "O-okay! Okay. We're not getting out of bed soon, are we?"

As Venti said, Aether is just as insatiable as him.

Venti kisses Aether and presses their hips together, moving languidly in slow rhythm.

Well, at least Venti doesn't have to get so irritated anymore from seeing Aether in other colors. Because now Aether has a special mark, glowing only in teal.

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End

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I wrote this in a rush but hey at least it's done. I got into so many other obsessions lately and my mind can't focus on writing anymore—so this'll be my last contribution to venther nation for now. Hope you enjoyed the smut, although I know I suck at writing smut I still had to feed myself.