A/N: Welcome back~ Time for a bit of fluff, a bit of lewdness, and a bit more~

Do enjoy~

Wholesoul Love

Chapter 2: Identity

Time flew by in a blur and before Aether knew it, he was at Furina's apartment building.

It was a fancy place, if somewhat incomparable to the beauty of the main palace of Fontaine. If anything though that probably worked in her favour; upscale enough that she was well-protected and fit in, but far enough away from the city centre that she didn't have to deal with people fawning over her all the time.

Built four stories high and made predominantly from marble it wasn't grand in any specific sense, but exuded the same sense of wealth in culture that much of Fontaine did. Be it the blue walls or the rich mahogany doors he pushed open, his feet carrying him past the currently-empty receptionist desk and up the stairs, ferrying him to the fourth floor where Furina now lived. It wasn't hard to find her; there was only six apartments per floor numbered from C1 to C6, with hers being the last one down the corridor.

Knock knock knock~

His knuckles rapped lightly across the wood's hard surface and he waited, idly looking about. The dark blue wallpaper and gold-trimmed carpet felt far too fancy for someone of his calibre, almost uncomfortably so, but he tolerated any such feelings of awkwardness and focused on the task at hand. Namely helping Furina tidy up her apartment... and hopefully confessing to her when he found a chance. He wasn't going to drop it on her the moment she opened the door, but the sooner the better.

Mercifully he wasn't left waiting for long before he heard hurried footfalls near – and then with the clank of a lock, rattle of a deadbolt, jingle of a keys, jingle of a second set of keys and finally a second deadbolt the door swung open, revealing the beaming visage of Furina, eyes bright with delight. In that moment he was struck by how identical she looked to Focalors... which, granted, was a given since they were one in the same, but the comparison was almost eerie.

''Welcome, welcome! Please, come on in!'' Furina joyously declared, beckoning him inside and thudding the door shut. ''Please don't mind the mess, I've not had the chance to... ahem, tidy up yet.''

He could tell. The hallway was lined on the right side with numerous boxes of varying shapes, the multiple rooms it branched off into also revealing various boxes inside. As Furina led him into the living room he was left in disbelief by the small mountain of boxes taking up nearly half of the room, most of them taped shut and labelled with warnings about being shatter-prone – or in some cases even being an explosive hazard.

''...how did you get all of this stuff?'' Aether had to ask.

Furina had the decency to look sheepish. ''W-Well, while I was performing my role as Archon I often received gifts, both from the populace and those outside of it. Sometimes to curry favour but also just as often as a gift, or even as thanks. I never had the heart to throw it away and so it all sort of just piled up and up... until here we are. Neuvillette was kind enough to send it all to my new residence, but I realised that maybe it's all a bit too much to keep in one home...''

Aether nodded in understanding. ''Right. So, how are we gonna work through this?''

''Well the idea I had was to simply open one box at a time, fish out the contents and I'd decide which to keep and which to throw away?'' Furina tilted her head, leaving the idea in the air.

''I suppose that could work... though, if you end up liking too many, wouldn't we just end up with a slightly-smaller pile?''

''True.'' She sighed. ''I'll try to be critical and only choose the best, then. Anything else will have to be either thrown out or sent back to the palace, either for display or for Neuvillette to figure out.''

Making a noise of understanding Aether knelt down next to the mountain, the white walls of her apartment contrasting with the brown boxes. Furina was kind enough to offer him a pair of scissors and he cut into the first box... to find it packed to the brim with books.

''Oh... right. I used to read a lot, aha...''

Aether had a feeling this would be a long day.

X-x-X

It was, in fact, a long day.

The first box alone must've taken them half-an-hour as Furina flip-flopped between keeping books, throwing them out or sending them back to Neuvillette in the hopes he would keep ahold of them. While most of the boxes didn't take that long, especially the boxes that just contained one or two items like a houseplant or ornaments, it still went on for hours – and by the time dinner came, they'd only worked through a portion of the mountain needing worked on. To say nothing of the mess in the hallway.

With tummies rumbling though work would have to wait, and as a treat for helping him Furina took him out to dinner – though he suspected it was because she didn't know how to cook yet, being an Archon and all. He didn't tease her over it though, keeping the amusing thought to himself as they sat down in a fancy restaurant and had a meal together. Compared to the quick meals he made on the road or the cheap ones at the inns the cheese-covered linguini with sprinkles of red pepper and other ingredients he couldn't begin to name felt way too fancy for him, but Furina insisted and it was tasty nonetheless.

Though in the privacy of his mind, he'd admit he kinda preferred the simpler comfort foods to high-class meals like this. Not that he'd turn down a free meal, though. Paimon was quite glad to consume her portion with gusto, too.

Now though as evening became night the clouds above Fontaine had gathered, the distant rumble of thunder sending many indoors or under shelter in anticipation of rain. The lantern-lit streets grew quiet aside from the occasional guard patrol and it was remarkable how eerie it felt without much life around.

It was perhaps that eeriness that reminded him of Focalors's words. That something could happen at any moment – a drunkard, an assassin, even a simple trip and fall.

''Does something trouble you, Traveler?'' Furina inquired lightly, peering over at him.

In contrast to her citizens Furina walked with a confident gait, unbothered by the prospect of the rain. Though the way she glanced often up to the skies told that she knew well it was coming.

''...just thinking about some things, I guess.'' Was Aether's lame answer.

Furina made a noise of understanding and they lapsed into silence. It was light but there was an undercurrent of awkwardness as they ran out of things to talk about; dinner had spent most of their conversations and while he could bring up other adventures or quests he'd been on, he'd already done enough at this point. There was only so many times you could tell a story that started with 'accepting a quest' and ended with 'whacking a bunch of bad guys with a sword' before it got old. Even if Furina didn't seem to think so.

Their walk took them past a closing store, the pavement ahead slowly spottled by dark droplets. He glanced heavenward and spied the first spits of rainfall reflecting the lamplight, each drop slightly swifter than the last. The few others still out and about took that as their cue to leave but he didn't, nor did Furina; her hat tilted up with a finger.

''Traveler? Is... something the matter?'' The not-so-subtle concern in her voice left his heart fluttering. ''You've been acting strange the last day.''

Had he? He was pretty sure he'd been keeping a lid on things. Then again Furina was more perceptive than he gave her credit for. It just took these quieter moments to bring that side of her out.

Aether swallowed, the sudden need for privacy spurring him forth. ''T-This way!''

''Huh? What is it Trav- eep!''

A hand on her arm pulled Furina away from the open street and into a narrow side-route, her stumbling steps gaining momentum as she followed after him. It wasn't a far trip, his eyes spying the small enclosed garden between two buildings – the same garden he'd stumbled upon her the night before, he realised somewhere in the back of his mind. Furina must've realised too as any questions she had perished, her footfalls slowing when his did.

Leaving the pair of them in the quaint little garden, none around and the distance enough any voyeurs would be in clear view. The rain fell upon them now well and proper, bouncing off of the tree behind hm and running down his bare arms, the spittle becoming true rain. Yet neither of them so much as acknowledged it, their breathing slightly heavy and eyes locked onto one another.

''...Traveler...?'' Furina whispered softly, brow dipping in adorable confusion.

''Furina.'' He took her hands in his own, caressing those slim, slender fingers and watching her cheeks blossom red. ''I...''

Words fled his mind. Grand confessions and honest professments became a jumbled mess in his mind. The silence waned for a second, maybe two.

And so he forsook words altogether.

''Mmph-?!''

A kiss as impassioned as the heart that compelled it connected their lips together; his hands in hers and time itself seeming to slow. Her shock was felt, her stiffness obvious, her embarrassment acute... and then she reciprocated. Gently at first her lips pressed back against his own, then with more passion; hands fleeing his to wrap around his neck, pulling them closer. With the pouring rain falling around their little haven, only the occasional drop landing on them, it was like they were in their own little heaven isolated from the world at large.

Eventually though they drew apart, a heavy exhale shared between them. Furina's wide eyes stared into his own, her lips moving but no noise coming out – it was adorable, bringing a smile to his lips. If at all possible her cheeks darkened a further shade of red, lips pursing as she took a moment to think.

''Traveler, I-''

''Aether.''

His soft interjection made her flinch, eyes wide with understanding. ''That's... your name, right?''

Aether hummed softly, lifting her left hand from his shoulder and resting his cheek against it. ''You deserve to know it.''

Furina understood the weight behind the sentiment, her eyes averting in embarrassment only to flitter back to his own. ''I'll keep it a secret.''

On impulse he leaned in, pecking her forehead with a kiss; his face growing as hot as her own. ''...thank you.''

Furina just smiled back – a small, terribly cute smile ripe with both embarrassment and elation, a giggle soon escaping her too.

''W-We should get going.'' Furina looked about then, as if only now remembering they were still outdoors. ''Would you... stay the night with me, please?''

His heart skipped a beat but he managed to murmur an agreement, his hand remaining in hers as she pulled him out into the rain.

…

With night having fallen over Teyvat the pair retired to Furina's apartment.

They ate some snacks, read a book together and discussed it; they made use of what little time left in the evening they had to spend a bit of time together, away from the hassle of her mountain of boxes. It wasn't as embarrassing as he thought, truthfully. They were already close so their newfound romance just meant they were more intimate than before, but not much else. A hug here, a holding of hands there, the actions came to him by impulse and Furina reciprocated shyly, their feelings working their way into each and every motion between them.

Now though with fatigue wearing them down and the moon rising high into the sky the time for bed had come. And of course, Furina only had one bed, and he hadn't brought any pyjamas.

''Are you okay with this?''

''O-Of course, it's hardly an issue, haha...''

Despite Furina's words the ex-Archon's face was red, her fingers feebly toying with the hem of her nightgown. It was an elegant thing, thin and white as snow with a deep blue trim, fitting her slender figure wonderfully. In the gloom gifted by the moonlight it seemed almost a tiny bit translucent, enough that he could make out her sides beneath the fabric as she shuffled towards the single bed, the quilt pulled back already and allowing the pale beauty to ease herself into the bed.

He didn't have much room to talk when it came to embarrassment though. Without pyjamas he'd been forced down to his boxers and little else; left shirtless in front of her. It wasn't mortifying; he'd gone shirtless plenty of times before, but with Furina in bed with him, her eyes not-so-subtly roaming over his bare pectorals, it was enough to feel him hot under the collar. Had he a collar in the first place, that is.

Still he pushed aside such worries and shifted about, making enough room for Furina as they laid down together, only the moonlight around to illuminate her messy bedroom, a streak of silver draping itself along the bed and over her arm. She shifted it, tugging the quilt up closer to herself as she eased onto her side, her chin dipped low – before to his surprise she shuffled in close; practically cuddling herself into him. After a second he shifted onto his side too, wrapping his arm around her.

''...it makes me truly happy to have you here.'' Furina whispered then, eyes shut. ''To be in your arms, to feel your warmth... I've never been happier than I am now.''

Despite her evident embarrassment Furina still raised her head, mismatched blue pupils shining with affection. ''Thank you... Aether.''

Aether had no words to reply with, his cheeks flushed as he delivered a silent kiss to her temple instead. Furina just smiled and buried her face in his chest, cuddling into him and holding him close as he did her, the pouring rain outside her windows joined by the distant rumbling of thunder, the storm a mild one compared to some that Fontaine had seen in the past. Perhaps because of its mildness it was soothing; the gentle hiss of the rain against the windows, the tumultuous growls from the sky, the occasional sharp hiss as a strong wind blew against the glass.

It was enough to lull him into a daze. Sleep became inviting and as much as he wanted to stay awake and cuddle Furina more he couldn't resist forever; his thoughts becoming heavy and before he knew it, he was out like a light, the last thing he felt being Furina's warmth against his chest.

When he heard birds tweeting.

''You actually went and did it. Colour me impressed, truly.''

Aether stirred, the tweeting of birds faint as a warm summer wind blew across his cheek. The pillow underneath was warm and he nuzzled into it, restless; only to relax as slender fingers wove through his hair. Their touch was dainty and comforting, brushing through his blonde locks with a care that was almost enough to lull him back asleep. The warm sunlight on his face though steadily stirred him, his eyes scrunching and then opening, peering out across a verdant meadow rife with marble ruins.

Inhaling a deep breath Aether shifted, realising dimly he was laying on a marble bench – and when he moved onto his back he found himself looking up at Focalors. The ex-Archon giggled at his flinch, mirth warm in her eyes as she ran her nimble fingers through his hair, easing the tension out of him with her mere touch. It was... nice. He almost wanted to say motherly but it wasn't quite that; it was intimate, but chaste in a way too. Almost... yearning?

''I'm back.'' Aether breathed out.

''I can see. And you did as I suggested.'' Focalors praised. ''It went rather well, don't you agree?''

''You saw it?''

''I was aware of it peripherally.'' She gave a slight, elegant shrug. ''Upon feeling the elation from both you and Furina, it wasn't hard to connect the dots, least of all when you fell asleep with her in close proximity.''

Aether blushed and scratched at his cheek. ''Aha, I see... also, why am I on your lap?''

''I thought it might be a sweeter awakening than on the grass.'' Focalors tilted her head. ''Is it?''

''...mm.'' It didn't hurt that her dress was quite soft.

Focalors chuckled softly at that, petting his head. ''Now that you're here too, I believe I can show you that 'surprise' I wanted to, no?''

Vague memories of the night before came to him. ''A-Ah, right. What is it?''

''Patience.'' Focalors gently chided; tapping his forehead. ''Let us go; it's not far from here.''

With a sigh Aether sat up, letting Focalors stand up. Once more he was taken by how identical she looked to Furina; the figure, the face, even the posture to an extent, all of it was fascinatingly similar. One key difference though was where Furina seemed full of vigour and enthralment with the world Focalors was calmer, like a gently-flowing stream as she glided across the path and beckoned him to follow.

Their journey only took a minute, maybe two, before they soon reached a familiar sight – the pond they left off their meeting at. Aether slowed to a stop at the top of the marble stairs, watching the clear blue water lap against the chipped stone, only four steps needed until one touched the water's surface. Whereas he stopped Focalors did not, however; a pang of surprise echoing through him as the ex-Archon descended the steps, her long dress soon floating atop the water as her bare feet descended beneath its surface.

It only reached her knees and no higher, the pond as shallow as he expected. Focalors on the other hand was good at doing the unexpected.

Such as, with the snap of her fingers, removing her clothes.

Aether froze up, eyes glueing themselves to the ex-Archon. He wasn't new to seeing people naked, male or female – combat had a way of destroying clothes and when under attack by Hilichurls or Abyss Mages, seeing a tit pop free or someone's ass wasn't exactly something you cared about. Even then he'd caught his female companions nude once or twice, usually in their brief moments of downtime at an onsen or bathhouse – usually just a glimpse and no more, a passing peek before he looked away out of decency.

Yet seeing Focalors before him was enough to render him speechless, unable to do anything but look. At her smooth, unblemished back, her shoulder blades defined as she turned slightly to look his way, those slender lips of hers curled up into a knowing smile – knowing he was looking, yet apparently completely unbothered by it. Even as his eyes ran down further, tracing the small of her back down to her perky rear and slender thighs, the sun gleaming off of her skin in a way that made it seem softer.

The slow slosh of water accompanied her turn, arms splayed out to the sides and hiding nothing. Her tummy, flat but not taut, betrayed her ease and her small bust did not heave with quickening breaths, but just gently rose and fell. His eyes tried to stay higher up but he couldn't help but soak in her figure in its entirety, tracing further south over her hips, her groin, her thighs – even though he couldn't see her shins and feet, he knew they'd look as perfect as the rest of her. Nay, as divine as the rest of her.

Water sloshed as she walked back to him, her head tilting as a small, entertained giggle escaped her. ''Your face is so terribly red. You're not going to faint, are you?''

Aether shook his head, lips moving but unable to manifest the words needed. ''I uh...''

''Take your time.'' Focalors's smiled amusedly.

The blonde Traveler tried, dammit did he try, but it was impossible to formulate a reply as Focalors meandered right up to him, standing well within arm's reach and completely bereft of cloth. Water glistened across her shins and the eternal sunlight fell upon her bare skin, luring his gaze from here to there, never able to settle even as compulsion demanded he meet her eyes – yet doing so caused even more embarrassment, seeing her mirth.

''...why?'' Was the only word he could muster in the end; spoken on a strangled, flustered exhale.

''While I am unable to effect reality any more in my present condition, I can still aid you.'' Her right hand came up and cupped his cheek, thumb stroking just under his eye. ''Such as giving you a particular kind of... experience, that could come in handy with Furina.''

He swallowed hard. ''I...''

''You don't have to, of course.'' Was her languid remark, though she had a knowing look in her eyes. ''But I should let you know, given what we are, my form is the same as Furina's own. Exactly the same.''

Oh hell. The realisation had lingered in the back of his mind but she brought it full force, vividly aware of that fact now. His crush on Furina had grown into a wild love, that much he could freely admit if only to himself, but there was also no denying he found her attractive too. Very much so, in fact – and to realise she was practically naked in front of him left him feeling ways he probably shouldn't.

Yet Focalors just tittered, her hand slipping from his cheek to his shoulder, then his chest – laying directly over his heart as she leaned in. Her lips brushed with his own, like the splash of a stream on a warm summer's day, so fleeting and brief, yet the invitation was there. The offer to receive the reward from an Archon, former or not.

''Mm... are you perhaps worried, considering I am not 'Furina', in the most literal sense?'' Focalors inquired then, as if sensing his hesitation.

Aether pursed his lips and met her eyes. ''Yeah... I kinda am.''

''I can understand. But worry not, Furina and I are of the same heart, and of the same origin, in truth. We were once one in the same, her my humanity and I her divinity. Two sides of a coin never able to meet, yet always intertwined by fate.'' Focalors remarked, her breath tickling his chin. ''Your passion for her will not wane, for I am she, and she is I. What I offer is not a betrayal from your newborn relationship, but experience to profess your love to her most intimately, should you desire to.''

Aether swallowed. ''Is it... really alright?''

''Indeed so.'' Focalors assured, and he shivered as she wound her left arm around his nape, her chest against his own – the layers of clothing between them the only thing muting the feel of her bare bust. ''Now...''

His right hand gravitated itself to her lower back, his fingers resting upon her bare skin and holding her close, his eyes shutting – and then her lips were on his. It was so easy to mistake her for Furina, the sensation the same, but the motion wasn't. Furina was awkward but earnest, whereas Focalors was slow and subdued; patient even as she drew the kiss out, drawing apart only when many moments had passed.

Her lips quirked up at the corners, and then she came back in for round two, the ensuing kiss no less enchanting than the first. It eased his nerves somewhat and he dared lay his other hand on her lower back, holding the perished Archon close – his fingertips shifting lower of their own volition, tracing her smooth back down to her ass. Focalors cooed into the kiss, the noise emboldening him into grabbing her ass proper, feeling her up as they made out.

''That's it.'' Focalors praised softly, her exhaled words tickling his lips. ''Take what is yours.''

The words, intentionally or not, sent a shiver of excitement through Aether. Daringly he obliged and broke off the kiss only to go lower down; pushing his face into her modest bust and kissing her tender flesh, his lips grazing across her creamy skin and eliciting a soft sigh from his partner. Her fingers ran through his hair and clasped the back of his head, pulling him in as he found her nipple – and a little moan escaped Focalors as he sucked her left one, trapping the pale pink bud between his lips and tugging it back.

It soon sprung from between his lips, the little jiggle her boob made entrancing. He went over to her right breast and kissed it aplenty too, the mere act of smooching her bare skin so strangely erotic it left his pants feeling tight, driving him to do it more – to worship the goddess before him with his hands and mouth, his palms caressing the back of her thighs or stroking her hips as he smooched her chest.

''Mm... why don't we get you out of those clothes too, O' Traveler?'' Focalors murmured against his head then.

With some reluctance Aether obliged, releasing his hold on the ex-Archon and quickly shedding his clothes – all but ripping them off of his form and tossing them aside, not caring where they landed given this was a dream. Within moments he was left in naught but his boxers until they too fell; ending around his ankles before he kicked them off, exposing his rock-hard cock to the ex-Archon, her expression both curious and mirthful.

''So hard already.'' Loftily Focalors cooed, and he shivered as she caressed it – fingers dainty and slim curling around it, tugging it towards her. ''Come, have a seat on the stairs for me.''

Aether obeyed, his breathing quick as he followed Focalors down the marble steps; taking a seat on one of the middle steps, allowing his feet in the water but leaving the rest of him exposed to the warm air. Focalors on the other hand knelt in the water, her hands running along his thighs and coaxing them apart as the ex-Archon got between them, her kind expression dusted with a hint of embarrassment as she peered at his manhood, so hard and twitching for her.

No words were said. Only a soft, wordless hum escaped Focalors as she grasped the base and stroked it slowly, her tender touch accompanied by a smooch to the tip. Aether shivered at the sensation, his lips pursing and a groan soon escaping as she kissed it again – this time just under the head. She planted multiple more kisses along or around the head, one or two kisses even touching it, before she let her lips purse as she kissed the tip.

And then he was in her mouth. Slim, dainty lips parted around his cock and took him into her hot humid mouth, the sensation so intense it forced a gasp out of him. Focalors didn't cease though; a low hum escaping the ex-Archon as she sucked on his tip, her lips pressing into his girth as she sucked back only to ease back down a moment later – bobbing her head slowly and in tandem with her stroking hand, assaulting him with the sensations.

''A-Ahh... Foca- hrn...''

He'd stroked off before, of course, but that was the extent of his sexual affairs – he was too busy looking for Lumine and helping others to even think of hooking up with people, not that he was one for casual flings anyway. So to have Focalors on her knees and her lips around his cock was unimaginably intense, every gentle caress of her lips entrancing and the lurid hotness of her mouth something he'd feel in his dreams.

Dimly, in the back of his mind, he realised he was feeling it in his dreams already.

Such mirth quickly fled his mind as lust replaced it, the hot suck up his cock making him feel light-headed. Letting out a moan Aether put a hand behind himself, grasping onto the marble step behind him as he endured Focalors's sensual blowjob, her other hand coming up to jiggle and knead his balls as she devoted her mouth to the tip – taking in just over half of his length and sliding those lips of hers up to the tip, allowing her tongue to swirl around it.

Right before she plunged back down. The bobbing motion was heightened by her stroking hand, the non-stop pumps coaxing pressure up his length, his breathing tight as he felt her tongue exploring around his cock – licking and lashing patiently but lubing him with her spit all the same. It made each successive suck a slurp, the noise sticky and wet as she gave him head, not allowing even a speck of his cock to go untouched by her love.

When she popped her lips off of his cock, her breathing a little heavy even as she rubbed her cheek up against his erection, uncaring of the spit she got on her face. The look of gentle devotion got his heartbeat quickening, bewitched by such an earnest expression – right before she lifted her head and took his tip between her lips once more.

Then her hand fell aside and she nearly deep-throated him.

''Mn-!'' The sensation was so intense he nearly came from it alone, a hot stab of pleasure shooting up his cock.

He was getting close – and Focalors knew it. With a mirthful hum the ex-Archon bobbed her head more earnestly, the quickening slurps that escaped her mouth pornographic in quality and sending shivers racing up his spine, his moans unable to be quelled as they fled his lips. She let go of his balls to hold his thigh, keeping him down even as he pulled her into his crotch, all but shoving his cock between those entrancing lips and down her throat, feeling his orgasm rush forth, the dam breaking-!

And then Aether came – groaning in utter relief as he busted his load down her throat. Focalors deep-throated him then, her fingers digging into his thighs as she dutifully swallowed gulp after gulp of semen, her tongue pressing up against the underside of his cock to coax all of his seed out. A task she succeeded in, or so it felt; his breathing tight as he rode out his intense climax, releasing himself down her gullet.

Little by little though his orgasm waned, the last of his seed spent in her mouth – and with a gasp Focalors popped her lips off of his cock. She wiped her mouth dry with the back of her hand and peered down at his twitching cock, still hard despite his orgasm but a little softer than before. The nude ex-Archon hummed at that, caressing his cock almost idly as they both caught their breaths.

Until she shifted up his body, straddling him for a moment – before with a tug, eased them over so he was laying on top of her.

''O' Traveler...'' Focalors breathed against his lips. ''Would you claim me here, under this eternal sun? Or will you wait until Furina has felt your love first, to take me too?''

The breathy inquiry gave Aether pause, the haze of lust lifting if only slightly, enough for him to think the offer through. It felt almost scandalous to refuse; he was on top of her, they were naked, all it'd take is one thrust too accurate and he'd be inside of her. Yet he couldn't deny the idea was... not wholly pleasant. Not because he didn't find Focalors attractive – quite the opposite – but because Furina was his main worry. Even if they were the same person... it still felt wrong to sleep with Focalors before Furina herself.

As if reading his mind Focalors smiled up at him. ''You truly are worthy of us. Furina will be delighted, should she know of your choice.''

''Sorry.'' He awkwardly mumbled.

Focalors, however, shook her head – one wet hand coming up to caress his cheek. ''Do not be. I am happy you're saving your first for Furina. If that is your choice though... why don't I show you how to please Furina, too?''

The offer was innocently worded, but the implication was all too obvious given their current position. Warmth flooded Aether's cheeks and Focalors smiled mirthfully, her fingers running up into his hair and tugging him down – and with a murmur of agreement Aether obeyed, easing himself down and kissing her breasts once more. They were light kisses though; trailing further down her front as she cooed an encouragement, her tummy taut beneath his smooching lips; said lips soon passing over her groin and soon leaving him between her legs.

It was his first time truly seeing a woman naked, and perhaps because of that he hesitated a little, his hands nudging her thighs apart as he soaked in the sight of her pussy – already wet, and not from the water. At her gentle tug though he leaned in and slipped his tongue out, listening to Focalors's gently-whispered instruction and soon taking a lick of her sex, tasting her tangy-sweet nectar on his tongue.

''M-Mn... that's it. Just like that.'' Focalors breathed out, her eyes closing as her expression pinched. ''Aim a little lower, just- ah~''

Aether shivered at the sensual note she reached, encouraging him to lick at her entrance more; his tongue inexperienced but earnest as it teased her opening. Her nectar graced his tongue and her fingers dug into his scalp, pulling him between her legs even more. He loved it; his face hot with embarrassment even as lust jolted through his veins, his heart pounding a million miles a minute and enticing him to lap at her dripping sex more.

Briefly Aether pulled back, getting an eyeful of her pussy and twitching thighs before he went down on her once more, lungs refilled and lust burning hotter than ever. Focalors answered with a soft whine of her own and arched her back, her small bust heaving with every quickening breath and her lips constantly parting with every enunciation made, her pleasure laid bare to him and encouraging him to keep at it.

''Hng, oh yes, right there...'' The ex-Archon moaned, tummy taut and legs opening wide. ''Mn... just a little higher too. Use your fingers, rub right- ah~!''

His fingers found her clit easily and stimulated the little bundle of nerves, rubbing gently at first but getting a little rougher at her breathy encouragement. The things his mere touch did to her was unfathomably hot, his face warm as switched it up – his fingers probing and teasing her entrance while his tongue lapped at her clit. Instantly he was rewarded with a moan, her trembling pitch endearing and only further coaxing him into motion, his wet appendage stroking around her clit before gratifying her with a proper lick.

At the same time his fingers pushed and prodded at her entrance, curious and exploratory, before soon pushing inside. The hotness of her insides was embarrassingly lewd, as was Focalors's moan, one of her hands grasping his wrist just so she could pull his fingers in deeper – penetrating herself on his digits. Aether helped with that and sunk his fingers knuckle-deep in Focalors, rubbing about blindly as he sucked on her clit, instantly making her gasp.

''M-Mnn...'' Focalors lolled her head to the left, then the right; struggling to stay still. ''You're doing well, just... mm, keep it up. Don't slow down now.''

Aether murmured an agreement and flexed his fingers more, spreading them apart within her pussy. The nude ex-Archon moaned and ran her left hand up her front, groping and kneading her own breast as he suckled on her clit, the motion clumsy but passionate and more than enough to get her off, clearly. The sight of her heaving breasts was a view he relished from between her legs too, watching the sight and meeting her eyes from time to time, the eye contact feeding Focalors's budding orgasm.

''Yes, yes...'' She panted out. ''I'm almost there, just a bit more...!''

Her breathy, faint words hastened his motions, his fingers leaving her clit as his fingers returned, stimulating the bundle of nerves before his tongue went back to teasing her entrance – quick, relentless licks making Focalors moan and throw her head back, her stomach taut and her heels digging into the marble steps, her whole body locking up-!

When with a cry she orgasmed. Aether pulled back just in time to avoid her gushing squirt and brought his fingers down, all but shoving his fingers into her and finger-fucking the ex-Archon as she came – her shrill cry ever so endearing as he prolonged her pleasurable climax. She twitched, she thrashed, she gasped; her whole body spasmed in the throes of ecstasy and it was a sight to behold.

Gradually though her orgasm waned and so too did her spasms; her slender form relaxing back against the marble steps. Twitches still danced through her form but she was capable of breathing once more at least, her panting breaths doing wonders to her chest and enticing Aether to run a hand up her front, almost-idly copping a feel and earning both her gaze, and her smile.

''A... masterful performance, O' Traveler.'' Focalors praised breathlessly, her smile genuine. ''You're a natural at his – I'm sure Furina will be pleased, hehe~''

Aether flushed, bashful. ''T-Thanks.''

Just seeing her smile so sincerely was entrancing; made doubly so by her naked state, legs closing and hands coming to settle on her stomach, hiding nothing from his overly-curious gaze. She reached out then, cupping his nape and pulling down onto the steps with her, the rigidity of the stairs ignored in that moment as he laid with the ex-Archon, his head resting against her bust.

''It is time for us to part.'' Focalors whispered then, her words tickling the top of his head. ''We shall see each other again soon, I'm sure. And when we do, I'm sure you and Furina will have grown even closer, hehe. She's ever so deprived of physical intimacy, after all~''

Aether nodded, slightly flustered by the implication, and nestled himself into her warm body – her heartbeat felt through skin and bone, a soothing lullaby for him.

''Until we meet again, O' Traveler of mine.''

Then he knew darkness – true sleep claiming him.

[END]

A/N: Bit of lewdness, at last~ More to come in the following chapters~

Till next time~