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A Little Relief - Mualani x Male!Warrior!Reader

A/N: The MO for this one was "write, don't think". Hope you enjoy! CW: Vanilla smut.

The recent Abyss crisis meant the People of the Springs needed to always be on guard. Mualani wasn’t very happy with this state of things, but the situation did have an undeniable advantage - she got to see you fight. 

In the heat of combat, you were a sight to behold - more impressive than each man she saw battling in her life. Each monster that approached you was served with a flurry of efficient, but brutal strikes from your claymore. Your muscles, drenched in sweat and blood, flexed smoothly under the weapon’s weight as you smashed it down. Despite this you were deceptively quick, able to doge the claws of a Rifthound before cleaving it in half with a primal warcry on your lips. It wasn’t uncommon for the beasts to freeze at the power of your voice, even if just for a moment. They feared you, as subtle as it was - their Abyss handlers had to force them to attack you. Even if they managed to land a hit, you would just grit your teeth, growling in anger as you retaliate.

After each fight she would see you at the tavern, downing whole cups of beer with your brothers in arms, roaring with laughter and comparing kills. But you weren’t just a brute, far from it. Mualani watched countless times as you helped the wounded and the elderly, fighting without hesitation to ensure their safety. You care for those around you, rarely letting any of the warriors under your command fall during battle, and when they did, you mourned with their families. You frequented any festivals there were and weren’t ever afraid to dance your heart out on stage. And you were good with kids, shamelessly going along with their games and making sure they were safe while at it. The sight of the little ones climbing on top of you was as heartwarming as it was… exciting. 

Mualani couldn’t tear her eyes off of you, off your scarred, powerful body. She couldn’t get enough of you telling her to stay back before charging into the fray, or wordlessly commanding your saurian with your eyes alone. You were a hunter, a warrior, a force of nature, a man. A man that poked the buttons in her brain, absorbing her attention and filled her body with a dull, restless tingle. You talked, you got along, you went out together, but her body needed you. Mualani wanted to feel your hands sink beneath the hem of her bottoms, she wanted you to wrap your big, warm hands around her boobs and pin her small hands to the bed as you fuck her dumb. 

She talked to you, but never told you about the heat pooling between her legs every time you spoke, groaned or placed your hand around her shoulders. Was it too early? She could only hope to alleviate the urge at night, moaning into the pillow and desperately thrusting her fingers into her wanting pussy in a pitiful attempt to simulate the feeling of a real cock inside her - your cock. Her mind wandered to your shirtless form, imagining the bulge forming in your pants before you would pull them down and nestle yourself inside her, using her as a relief for your masculine urges; the orgasm from grinding her wet slit disappointing.

One day she couldn’t take it anymore. When you rode off on your saurian for a regular shore patrol, she followed suit, catching you near a small sandy island.

“Hey…” she said, touching your stomach; the hard muscle wet with seawater. “How about a break?”

You shook your head, but before you could reply, Mualani looked up at you with a knowing smile and a blush on her face. Her hand went down, resting over the belt. Her finger tugged at the clip keeping it in place. “Need a hole, brave warrior~?”

Your lips crash against her, you having to lean down to reach her level. Mualani smiles against you, holding onto you with her hands on your shoulders. Her tongue is quickly overpowered by yours as your hands roam over her tanned body, as if checking her to see if it would suffice. 

Mualani doesn’t resist as she feels your hands pull her down by the waist. Her blue eyes stare at you, her lips curling into a smile as she unbuckles the belts and releases your dick from its confines. Her hand wraps around the shaft right away and she brings it to her face, giving your swollen head a long lick. The taste is hot, heavenly in her mouth as she sinks her head down, engulfing your length with her warm throat. 

Groaning, you watch as she bobs up and down, drooling over your dick as her tongue grinds against your frenulum, creating delicious friction that makes your knees tremble. She doesn’t bother to muffle the slurping, as she worships you. She hums to herself - such a strong man, and yet he trembles under her-

“Mngh-!” Her thoughts are interrupted as you shove your dick all the way inside her. Mualani gags around it and her hands latch onto your calves for support as you fuck yourself with her throat. Her drool mixed with precum leaks from her mouth and splatters onto the sand below with each powerful thrust. 

She feels you throb in her mouth. You pull her by the hair to look at you. There are tears in her eyes from your rough treatment, but her hand is working hard between her legs as she feels you reach your peak. “Mualani…” you moan weakly, speeding up as your body tenses up. With a groan of satisfaction, you sheathe your cock for the last time and unload inside her warm throat. Her eyes never leave your face as she audibly gulps down your essence, one hand gently massaging your sack to coax more out. 

After pulling your cock out with a pop!, Mualani stands up on shaky legs, leaning against you for support as she gets her breath back. 

“Uh, you have no idea how much I needed this, Y/N.” She chuckles, wiping her mouth with her forearm. Mualani catches your hand by the wrist and brings it to rest on her clothed breast.

“How about we finish things up here and go home for more~?”

Thanks for reading!

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[azes-ocean]

Once in a blue moon...

[Genshin x reader]

Will Kaeya let you see what is under the eyepatch. Will Amber let you go on a commission without a safety-approved homemade barron bunny! Will Jean go a day without you fussing about her coffee intake. Will Zhongli go a day without talking about how Osmanthus wine is the same as he remembers Will Qiqi go a wish without ruining your 50/50. Will Qiqi go a day meeting without writing it in her diary :) Will Baizhu go a day without checking on your health. Will Xiao go a day without descreetly appearing above the nearest building to check on you then disappear. [You caught him several times 'patrolling' in your area.] Will Ga Ming every dance without you in the crowd. Will Gorou admit he likes it when you pet his ears or stroke his tail! Will Ayato not try to share his boba with you. Will Nahida forget your promise to read her bedtime stories. Will Cyno ever stop telling his jokes. Will you ever let Cyno call you his 'Sunshine Pookie Wookie Bear' EVER again. Will Tighnari admit he wants you to groom his ears and hair after a long day. Will Alhaitham admit he likes it when you insist he reads aloud. Will Kaveh's second opinion ever not be you. Will Wanderer ever admit you look pretty in his hat Will Neuvillette overtime without you there <3 Will Furina ever admit she likes it when you organize pillow forts and tea to make a medieval roleplay for both of you and her greatest tea companions :) Will Wriothesley admit he doesn't actually go easy on you during your sparring matches. [He's a Duke with pride, alright?] Will Lyney stop giving you flowers for a day :3 Will Kinich ever stop charging you a kiss for his services. Will Mualani go a week without inviting you to a hotspring party! Will Chasca ever let you go saurian watching without her :) [After all, why enjoy it along when you can enjoy it together?<3] An: This is the genshin version :) Btw Merry Christmas everyone!! Requests are open.

[channelsurfinng]

｡･ﾟﾟ･𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾...･ﾟﾟ･｡

...𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂'𝗆 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗌!

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 ✧ 𝗑𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇, 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝖼𝖺, 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗁, 𝗆𝖺𝗏𝗎𝗂𝗄𝖺, 𝗆𝗎𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗂, 𝗅𝗒𝗇𝖾𝗒, 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒, 𝗇𝖾𝗎𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾, 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖺, clorinde.

𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌!

𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌... 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗑𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁? 𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾. 𝗂'𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖼 𝗂'𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 + 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍.

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ✧ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒. 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍.

𝗑𝗈𝗑𝗈, 𝗅𝗂𝗅 ୨୧

she's a rather lazy kisser.

takes her time, but doesn't put a ton of passion into the kiss. she makes sure you know she means it, but just doesn't see the point of pulling away intensely gasping for air and all that stuff.

you normally receive her kisses during nap times. she loves to sleep, and so whenever you lay down with her, whether it's on the comfort of your shared bed or high up in the trees, she'll sloppily kiss your collarbones, neck, face, pretty much wherever she can reach.

she's a pretty good kisser overall, though. when she wants to be serious, they'll get a little bit more intense, but that's very rarely. really only when you're intensely making out, or even making love to one another.

passionate kisser! pretty much the exact opposite to xilonen.

she thinks of you as someone to be treasured, and she's very passionate about treating you as such. her kisses show you that almost perfectly.

a goodnight kiss and a good morning kiss is always in arrangement. she can't leave the house without them, and even if you're still asleep by the time she needs to leave, you'll still receive it. but there's no getting out of a goodnight kiss. she can't sleep without it, but she'll never admit it to you.

if she feels upset or angered by something, she'll immediately seek you for a kiss. no matter what you're doing, she'll take your face in her hands and kiss your lips. you never mind it. but it doesn't ever happen in public. she's not a fan of pda.

not as good as xilonen in terms of how she kisses, but she's passionate and sends her message through them. they do tend to get a bit sloppy during lovemaking, though...

his kisses are just a bunch of things all at once. sounds weird but do you know what i mean

he's stressed? he goes in for a kiss. he's happy? kiss. sleepy? kiss!

he doesn't do pda, but isn't like chasca as where she doesn't really want to initiate it. if he wants a kiss, he'll get a kiss. he might be teased to the deaths by ajaw, but oh well. he'll just swat him into timeout.

at first, he did not know how to kiss. like it was bad. lol. you kinda had to give him a little lesson because he's literally never kissed anybody before, and he wasn't ever just naturally good at it

but, with a little work, he learned, and he enjoys it very much! it's probably his favorite way of showing you he loves you, he thinks. he'd never put his lips on something he doesn't truly treasure, and you're the only one who gets it.

overall, not a bad kisser once you teach him. he knows the right and wrong times of when to initiate, and he knows your boundaries, and is careful to not overstep.

come home the kids miss you mavuika

she gives passionate, but not frequent kisses.

her job as the pyro archon takes a lot of strength and patience, coming from the both of you. she's stressed and tired, and you need to have the patience with her.

but she understands that you need attention and love too, and the caring part of her kicks in. and these moments are why kisses are so special.

they only happen when she realizes she's been potentially neglecting you too much. she could be away for days on end, but always expect a kiss and a long hug when she comes back, maybe as a little apology.

she's more of a hugger rather than a kisser. her hugs symbolize to you that she's there to protect you and that she loves you, but her kisses mean something even more than that. that's how you know that she really treasures you.

overall a good kisser when she wants to give kisses!!! though they're uncommon, they're long and passionate when they do happen. although, when you guys get it on (if you know what i mean winky face winky face) she kisses a lot more.

(hug hcs and maayyyyybbeeeee lovemaking hcs in a different post maybe perhaps perchance)

this girl is a KISSER!!!!!

she strikes me as the type of girl to kiss her girlfriends on the forehead or the cheek whenever they have to part. for example, kachina gets a little goodbye peck every time they need to separate (in a platonic way, obviously).

so when it comes down to you, you get even more!!!!!

her favorite thing after a long day of exploring with her friends is running into your shared home and jumping into your arms, kissing your face so many times you swore if she was wearing lipstick your face would be colored the shade she was wearing.

but she saves her real kisses all for you!!! the kisses she gives you aren't just little pecks, no, they're full on kisses. like, borderline making out, gasping-for-air kind of thing. she always giggles and kisses your nose right after before going back to what she was doing before (she finds it funny how you always look stunned and winded afterwards).

overall, the best kisses anybody could ever receive. someone get me a mualani. is this my sign to raise her from level 60?

this boy is such a tease his kisses are literally pretty much to tease you

see they can be serious and teasing. depending on the mood.

they'll be teasing when you're simply hanging around the house, maybe you're cooking or doing a chore while lyney's practicing magic. you could be hyper focused and he'll sneak up to you, silent like a cat, and just start showering you with kisses along your neck and shoulders. he earns a little swat on the shoulder for distracting you.

they'll be serious mostly when you're sad or he's jealous. if you're sad, his kisses will go from serious and passionate to his usual teasing pecks in attempt to cheer you up. it usually works, and he always ends up with a laughing s/o, just like he wants it.

but when he's jealous, woah. that's a whole different kind of thing. new side to lyney unlocked.

he'll come up to you and lock you in a kiss so passionate for so long you can barely breathe when he lets go of you, giving the person you were talking to a look before dragging you off. this will only happen if another man approaches you. he needs to show them who you really belong to, and what's a better way to do it than that?

overall, great kisser, but only really shows it during lovemaking or when he's jealous. he's skilled with his mouth, his hands, goodness, he's just the epitome of perfection!

hmmm i can't tell with him

sometimes he only has time for small little pecks, and other times he's got you on his lap in his office and kissing you until you pull away gasping for air. depends on his schedule tbh

on the days he is free, though, it's mostly just sex over simple kisses. he'll start with gentle, passionate kisses before moving down, and down, and down even lower, before more events start happening. idk he's a busy man people

but his little pecks are great too!!!! he needs to hurry out of his office sometimes and never fails to find you in your living quarters to give you a little kiss on the lips before leaving for the rest of the day, or maybe only about an hour. depends on the prisoner, depends on the severity of the situation, depends on a lot of things lowk

overall a good kisser. he just doesn't really have time to unleash his full potential (lol) but ya.

lowk same as wriothesley lol he doesn't have much time for really anything with relationships

but the difference is, instead of little pecks, he pulls you into a hug and truly kisses you goodbye. he may be away for longer times than wriothesley is, so he makes sure the impact lasts enough for the duration he's away.

he greets you the same way when he comes back, too. he never wants you to feel neglected, but his work occasionally has to come first.

and when you do feel neglected? ah, you may see it rain. he feels so bad, and watching you break down and tell him how you feel may make him shed a tear or two himself.

he uses gentle kisses along your neck and collarbones to get you to calm down, truly soaking in your complaints and doing his best to change his schedule just a bit...

overall an ok kisser. he just never has time to give them.

oh she loves kisses! but unfortunately she's too stubborn to admit it.

at first, something held her back from giving them. she didn't know why, you never knew why, but eventually she got more comfortable with it that she started giving them all the time!

she loves when you give them too! again, too stubborn to admit it, but she melts when you give her random kisses too (just avoid it in public, she'll get embarrassed, and how dare you embarrass lady furina!)

but in private , she's pretty much all over you! she wants to kiss you every single time that she sees you. she just finds you irresistible, okay? don't argue!

overall not the best kisser, but a fun kisser! never tell her that though, she might not appreciate it.

very dense. doesn't really understand the point of even kissing in the first place.

but she came to love it, that's for sure. and after a couple months, she'll start to warm up to initiating it.

her kisses are rather hesitant, as if she's doing it wrong. this is her first relationship, the first person to truly have her back. she almost feared messing up. but in your eyes, clorinde could never mess up.

she kisses you every night she's able to come home to you. but that's really all. kinda like mavuika, she expresses herself in other ways, but instead of hugging she uses her words and small gifts.

if you want more kisses, you gotta initiate. she doesn't mind it though! she secretly wants more, she's just nervous to ask

overall, not a great kisser, but she tries for you.

[noellefan101]

Kissing Them Genshin-Girls pt 12

Characters: Mualani, Chasca, Xilonen x gn reader

Summary: what they taste like when you kiss them warnings: none, just kissing the girlies note: i have no internet at school, and i haven't had it since the school year started. life is hell rn so i write a lot of things down, thought i could at least write another fic while im at it.

Mualani

She tastes like fish, both bitter and sweet, it cant be helped with where she lives, though you had clearly hoped for something else. dont worry though, she will eat some extra snacks and drink some extra sweet things just to make the taste better for you.

Chasca

She tastes sweet like berries, yet bitter like medicine, her sister definitely is the cause for the latter but you wont complain when you know tis for her health. she eats very sweet things just to make the bitterness go away, and she has unknowingly made it much better for you.

Xilonen

She tastes like melon, a sweet honey like melon that is just engraved into her saliva, the type of melon you would eat when you need something sweet and water fueling. you tried her roller-skaters once and fell on the ground five times before she just took home.

thx for reading, this was weird to write bc they just came out and i dont know what they are really like, luv ya-Masterlist

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[tomorins]

PARTY CANDLES ! – prod. filomiya

characters – mualani , kinich , xilonen , citlali , mavuika ( takes place after the 5.3 aq !! )

THEM , when its your birthday ( bullet headcanons based on their birthday messages )

notes : ITS MY BIRTHDAY CHAT CAN YOU BELIEVE IT 6th january wowowowo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is very self indulgent if you cant tell but i might do a fontaine version of this later if i feel like it or continue with the other natlan characters or mayb. with vbs WHATEVER ill see!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! might be ooc plz correct me if theyre ooc .. . . . . . .. . . .. . . . . . . .

MUALANI

planned her surprise one week in advance.

but how could she not? shes your partner, afterall! and never expect the least from mualani, she will ALWAYS do the most!!

booked the best restaurant for you, making sure most of the dishes would be liked by both you and the guests. also threw in a few of your favourite desserts, but she kept insisting on making those herself along with the cake… where does she find the time!?

you had the party take place from noon to night, living it to the fullest, next to her ( and the other guests i GUESS. ) but the inevitable happened – exhaustion. on your part, atleast. mualani still had a surprise in store for you. and what is better than a reserved hot spring for the both of you after so much activity?

this was a much more relaxed way to celebrate the afterparty, but a little time between you two doesnt hurt anyone! she’d end the day with a kiss, and a content ‘happy birthday.’

KINICH

he had planned two surprises total. not more, not less.

after the usual small talk he’d ensue, kinich would remind ajaw of the conversation they had hours prior. thankfully, you were one of the humans the almighty dragon liked, so it didnt take long for him to give in.

turning into his actual dragon form ( and holding back some complaints ), you and your partner hopped onto his back for a sky stroll across the landscapes of natlan. it was filled with casual chatting, ajaw occasionally joining.

while you expected to be brought back to the place you were before, the dragon instead dropped you two off on a high, secluded cliff with the best view to the stadium. laid there was a picnic blanket, and you almost called kinich a sap.

truly, one of the best people you couldve spent your birthday with.

XILONEN

you thought youd get special treatment? well, you thought well.

usually, she’d get her friends actual useful gifts ( allegedly, in her eyes ) like a set of tools, or something for their hobbies, because in what situation could sappy presents be functional? if you prefer sentimental value over functional things, be her guest!

but you were her fully fledged partner. no WAY she could gift you JUST tools.

being the blacksmith of the children of the echoes, she has access to some of the best stones out there. you bet she’d search all about birthstones and use yours into making some of the most refined jewelry. i could see her also do a bouquet of handi-picked flowers on your preferred colours. paper wrapping included!!

all of that combined with a reservation to the restaurant youve been gushing about… if that isnt special treatment, then what is?

CITLALI

at her age, she wouldnt have thought she would find someone, let alone friends, or someone like you!

so she didnt bat an eye to gift giving, mostly. occasionally, for whenever it was one of her people’s birthday, she’d offer the usual gift card or blessings. but with you in the picture now, she doesnt know what to do!!

her first thought was to give you some volumes from her light novels collection, which she did proceed with, but she had to think of a plan B. no way she could turn to her grandson, for all he’d have to offer is his finest pick of vegetables…

and before she knew it, your birthday came. so all she had to offer were the novels. it was so underwhelming in her eyes… but thank god you reassured her than even only drinking with her was enough.

MAVUIKA

for her, small and thoughtful gifts are always the go-to.

something motivational, that you can look back to and reminisce about – but you didnt expect her to gift you a small notebook. correction, actually – a small album. it was filled with photos you took through your time together, and letters she poured her feelings into. 

it was obvious it took her sweet time to put it together, probably did it during her time off as an occupation. if you asked her about it, you wouldve found out your guess wasnt far off. instead, you thanked her in her own way – whether it be words, physical affection or acts of service (on your own birthday tho..??) 

another thing mavuika would offer is a delightful night stroll with her motorbike. cliche x2, i know, but not before serving some of the best cake she had baked for you! dont ask her where or how, or do, do whatever you want…. (xilonens house.)

just hold onto her if she decides to pick the speed up as a way to wake you from your daydreams.

filomiya : any acts of plagiarism of my works are strictly prohibited. credits to the divider creators.

[knnichs]

D-DAY!

even as student-atheletes, they're bound to mess up on court atleast once, right? or: random things i think have happened to the players during a game

c. xilonen, mualani, lumine, yoimiya, cheveruse, zhongli, aether, xiao, kinich, scaramouche, kazuha, ga ming, sethos

t. set in highschool/uni au, characters are playing in mixed uaap games (shh just pretend,) crack & fluff, mentions of injury, wc. 0.7k

taglist. @thestarswhisper @honeyney @pneumosia @tragedy-of-commons @gl4di0lus @ariadnehelx @azuresaqua @mikashisus -> join the taglist here!

author notes at the end!

SETTERS

XILONEN has messed up her set more than ONCE in a single match. No matter how much of a good setter she was-sometimes her fingers would slip and the ball would bounce right on her face. She'd stay frozen with her hands in the air in a way that she thinks what happened was just unbelievable. But of course, she manages to give back the points with her float serves. (It's literally almost impossible to receive it properly.)

ZHONGLI and AETHER are the only two setters for the mens team. Wriothesley had signaled their coach to substitute Zhongli. (he was having trouble keeping up the pace (he's been playing since the first point until third set, leave him alone.) They ended up getting a violation for having 7 players on court. Aether looked at him in disbelief after realizing Zhongli had completely forgotten to get out of court.

HITTERS

There was a time in XIAO's volleyball career where everytime he jumped for an attack, he'd curl his body way too much to the point he looks like a shrimp. It wasn't until he watched the game replays a month later that he realized he looked stupid doing it. Xiao was a quick learner, with a few practice sessions, he was able to fix his form. (There are still times when he does it unconsciously. In that case, Kinich is quick to remind him.)

KINICH jumps abnormally high for his height. There was a time when Ga ming had the grand idea to try out his plyometrics routine only to find out 50 box jumps was not it. The team is scared that he'd get an ACL tear at some point with how often he was jumping-so most of the time they bench him and bring him out only when the score is close. He struggles with beach volleyball though, and he can't jump properly on sand.

MUALANI and LUMINE have been training with Kinich ever since their teams went up against each other for a beach volleyball tournament. Even with his clear difficulty playing on the sand, he was still able to time his jumps perfectly. Thanks to the workouts-Mualani now has insane hang time, and Lumine is still trying to perfect the timing. The two were incredibly excited to show their newly learned skills during a game-so when Beidou let them play a scrimmage with the mens team, Mualani and Lumine accidentally bumped into each other mid air trying to hit the ball.

SCARAMOUCHE has somehow always gotten a red card during mixed tournaments. The referee keeps telling him to readjust his swing when hitting since if it hit someone in the face-it would surely leave a nasty injury behind. He didn't listen, says it was a skill issue, but the moment he almost hit their libero-Cheveruse-he told Zhongli to stop setting the ball to him for the rest of the match.

MIDDLES

Unfortunately, KAZUHA is the type to try doing a jump serve during a tournament and completely fail. It's either the ball goes way too high (to the point where it reaches the nosebleed seats in the arena,) or it goes right below the net and hits his teammates back/head.

YOIMIYA never fails to steal the second ball from the setter every game. Beidou is kinda sick of always reminding her to give it to the setter, but Xilonen is just glad it's one more thing off her to-do list. Atleast now she didn't have to worry about the accuracy of getting it to Mualani (again, thanks to Kinich, she can also jump abnormally high.)

LIBEROS

GA MING and SETHOS did shotgun for their drill once in preparation for a tune-up game. Wherein they would stand in the middle of the half court, and 4 hitters would stay in the corners of the court continuously feeding spikes to them.) Sethos got dizzy just trying to turn fast enough so the ball wouldn't hit his face-and Ga ming was already hit on his foot, and twice on his head CONSECUTIVELY. The two were out of service for the rest of the day, the team needs to learn how to function without a libero anyway.

CHEVERUSE is the libero that comes in for the first 6, she's incredibly talented with her defense-her receives always going right to the setter perfectly. She still has her off days, and she found out the moment she calls for the service and it goes all the way outside. Yanfei would be quick to cheer her on so she'd get the motivation to get the next ball. Next service comes, and the ball still goes out of bounds. It got so bad she, herself, asked Yanfei to sub.

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guys im literally gonna combust exam week is eating me up i have 5 projects due tomorrow NO LATE SUBMISSIONS UM? ?????? nayway im wokring on the valentines event dw im just ... trying to escape from studying THANKS

OH YEAH to give u guys a clearer view of their positions (i love volleyball ) here u go

MENS: (wrio is team capt & oppo hitter!)

FIRST 6: zhongli - setter, xiao - open hitter, kinich - oppo hitter, scaramouche - open hitter, kazuha - middle, sethos - libero

SECOND 6: aether - setter, ga ming - libero

WOMENS: (beidou team capt & oppo hitter as well!!)

FIRST 6: xilonen - setter, mualani - open hitter, lumine - open hitter, cheveruse - libero

SECOND 6: yoimiya - middle, yanfei - libero

[aventurineswife]

The characters and their reaction to reader who can't cook to save their lives but insisted on cooking something for the character and ends up burning the shit out of the dish. Will they make fun of their partner (reader)? Or take it upon themselves to teach them? (Diluc, Zhongli, jing Yuan, Veritas, Sunday, Kaveh, and Mualani)

Burnt Beginnings, Sweet Endings

Tags: Diluc x Reader, Zhongli x Reader, Jing Yuan x Reader, Ratio x Reader, Sunday x Reader, Kaveh x Reader, Mualani x Reader, Fluff, Humor, Cooking Attempts, Supportive Characters, Relationship Dynamics, Lighthearted Teasing, Growth and Learning, Positive Reinforcement.

Warnings: Mild Embarrassment, Burnt Food (as a source of humor), Light Teasing (in good-natured fun), No serious negative consequences, Non-malicious humor.

It had been a quiet evening at Dawn Winery, and Diluc was taking a break from his duties as the owner of the estate. He had just finished a long day of work, and his mind wandered toward the warmth of a peaceful dinner. As you insisted on cooking for the two of you, he had agreed with a calm smile, secretly wondering how things might turn out.

You set to work in the kitchen, an excited look on your face, determined to surprise him with your culinary skills. Diluc stood nearby, savoring the quiet atmosphere, but his attention flickered to you as the sounds from the kitchen grew louder. The unmistakable scent of something burning reached his nose, and his sharp instincts kicked in. His gaze softened with a mixture of concern and amusement.

As you emerged from the kitchen, your cheeks flushed with embarrassment, holding up a charred, smoke-filled dish, Diluc gave you a small, understanding smile.

"I... might need to have a word with the oven," you muttered sheepishly.

Diluc’s voice was calm, his gaze warm and not mocking. “I appreciate the gesture, truly, but it seems our kitchen may be more temperamental than expected. Shall we try again? I’ve always found that patience and attention to detail work wonders in the kitchen.”

His words were kind, and the slight twinkle in his eyes spoke of the patience he had cultivated over the years. He did not mock you, but rather, he took the opportunity to guide you gently through the process, teaching you the subtleties of cooking. As he demonstrated, his hands moved deftly, the precision in his every action matching his calm, decisive nature. You learned under his watchful eye, and before long, the kitchen smelled of something far more appetizing than burnt remnants.

“Next time, we’ll start with something simpler,” Diluc chuckled softly, his smile just a little more playful as you beamed at the freshly cooked meal. He didn’t mock you; instead, he offered support, a quiet sense of pride in your willingness to try, no matter the outcome.

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Zhongli had always been one for history, tradition, and meticulous detail, so when you insisted on cooking for him, he couldn't help but accept. He had often heard of your culinary attempts, with some stories even reaching the esteemed halls of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, but his curiosity had never waned.

He sat gracefully at the table, his eyes following your every move in the kitchen, intrigued by your efforts. However, as time passed, the subtle sound of sizzling from the stove became increasingly alarming. Zhongli’s nostrils flared as the faint scent of smoke began to waft into the dining room. He remained silent, his brow furrowing slightly, but he made no attempt to interfere.

Soon, you entered the dining room, holding up a dish that looked more like an inedible lump than a meal. You placed it down with a sheepish grin, your hands trembling slightly as you spoke, “I… tried my best. I’m not sure what happened…”

Zhongli glanced at the dish, his lips twitching ever so slightly. “It is certainly… unique,” he said, his voice calm, yet there was a noticeable glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

Instead of teasing, Zhongli gave a thoughtful hum, lifting the dish with both hands and inspecting it. “The earth, in all its complexity, is capable of producing both the most refined dishes and those that... might require further effort. Perhaps a lesson is in order.”

His words were gentle, and with a warm smile, Zhongli took the initiative. He guided you through the steps, explaining each one with his usual calm, patient demeanor, taking care not to criticize but to uplift you. His wisdom in cooking, just like in all other things, proved to be an invaluable asset. Together, you prepared a meal that, although simple, was nothing short of delicious.

As the two of you sat down to eat, Zhongli looked at you with a fond smile. “Sometimes, learning requires more than a single attempt,” he said, his amber eyes twinkling. “But I must admit, your determination is one of your finest qualities.”

Jing Yuan was no stranger to handling complex matters, whether on the battlefield or within the quiet halls of the Xianzhou Alliance. So, when you insisted on cooking dinner for him, he accepted, more out of curiosity than expectation. He watched as you moved about the kitchen, his eyes glimmering with interest, though a relaxed, almost lazy air surrounded him. He leaned back in his chair, his usual carefree demeanor on full display.

The smell of burning quickly filled the air, and Jing Yuan’s sharp gaze shifted to the kitchen. He didn’t rush to intervene, instead watching as the blackened dish appeared before him. You sheepishly placed it in front of him with a nervous laugh.

“Well... it seems I might have gone a little too far this time,” you said, your voice tinged with embarrassment.

Jing Yuan stared at the dish, his lips twitching in a barely concealed smile. “It certainly has character,” he remarked, his voice smooth and full of mirth. “It’s not every day you get a dish that looks like it’s been through an ordeal.”

His response was lighthearted, but there was no hint of mockery. Rather, he gave you a lazy smile, his golden eyes full of warmth and amusement.

“You’ve got the spirit, though. That’s something,” Jing Yuan said, standing up. “Now, let’s make sure the next one doesn’t end up as an offering to the Aeons of the Xianzhou.��

Instead of ridiculing you, Jing Yuan took the time to guide you with a calm and humorous approach. He showed you the steps with ease, explaining everything from timing to temperature. As the two of you worked together, it was clear that his leadership skills extended beyond the battlefield and into the kitchen, as he helped you create a dish that was more than just edible.

As you sat down to eat, Jing Yuan gave a playful wink. “I have to admit, your persistence is impressive. We’ll make a chef out of you yet.”

His words were teasing, but the affection and support in his tone showed that he cared more about the effort you put in than the outcome.

Ratio strode into the kitchen, eyes gleaming with the brilliance of someone who could dissect and understand every subject, no matter how complex. He was, after all, a man who had devoted his life to the pursuit of knowledge. So when you, his companion, insisted on cooking something for him, he couldn’t help but be intrigued—curious, even—about the result. After all, cooking was just another field of study, wasn’t it?

But when the burnt smell hit his nostrils, it was clear that this wasn’t just an experiment in gastronomy; this was a disaster. The dish on the counter looked more like an abstract art piece than any edible creation. He raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a slightly bemused smirk. "Ah. A curious approach to... texture," he said, his voice dripping with dry wit.

He observed the charred remnants of your creation with clinical detachment, yet his eyes glinted with a mix of amusement and curiosity. "I must admit, the process appears to have been... revolutionary in its own right. Perhaps I could impart some of my vast culinary knowledge," he offered, though his tone was far from comforting. "But first, I would recommend not using the fire alarm as a seasoning."

Ratio sighed dramatically, placing his hands on his hips. "You see, cooking isn’t just about throwing ingredients together. It’s about precision, understanding heat and flavor in equal measure. Let me show you the basics."

His fingers deftly moved as he demonstrated each step, explaining the science behind each choice with the sort of thoroughness that would make any student dizzy. By the end of it, you would have a dish that, though far from perfect, had avoided resembling a burned relic. But his expression? It never strayed from its confident, slightly condescending smile. "Next time, though, perhaps we’ll leave the experiments to the laboratories."

Sunday hovered at the edge of the kitchen, his wings lightly fluttering as the scent of something burnt wafted past him. You, on the other hand, stood at the stove, an expression of determination on your face as you stirred a pot that, unfortunately, looked more like a charred disaster than an edible meal.

A wave of concern washed over him, though it was buried under layers of kindness and composure. He approached quietly, his eyes flicking over the wreckage. "I admire your effort," he said gently, his voice soft, perhaps even a little soothing, as though trying to ease the sting of what had clearly been an accident. "But I think... maybe a little too much heat?"

He didn’t laugh, not out of judgment, but because he knew all too well the sting of failure in the kitchen. His own idealism often led him down paths of misplaced hope, much like this. "Cooking is a bit like dreams," he mused aloud, glancing at the burnt dish with a melancholic smile. "You can get lost in the vision, forgetting the necessary balance, the grounded steps. It’s not so different from the ideals we chase, I suppose."

After a beat, he set a hand on your shoulder, his warmth radiating in the form of both physical and emotional comfort. "I can teach you, if you’d like. It’s important to be gentle with yourself. Mistakes happen."

He wasn’t about to make fun of you—his natural empathy and protective instincts wouldn’t allow it. Instead, Sunday took you under his wing, guiding you through the basics of cooking with a patience that only he could possess. You’d learn, slowly but surely, but the real lesson was in allowing yourself room to grow, rather than trying to be perfect from the start.

When Kaveh walked into the kitchen, he wasn’t expecting to be greeted by the acrid scent of smoke and a dish that looked like it had gone through a tragic journey. But there it was, a grim reminder of your overzealous attempt at culinary art. He blinked in surprise before a burst of laughter escaped him—genuine, light, and not meant to hurt, but certainly aimed at your expense.

"Well, this is... something," he remarked with a chuckle, crossing his arms as he eyed the burnt dish. He couldn’t help but smile at the sheer determination in your eyes, but it was hard to hold back the amusement that bubbled up from within. "I’ll give you points for creativity, but I’m afraid this is... quite far from what I’d call food."

Kaveh, while a talented architect, wasn’t known for his culinary prowess. But that didn’t stop him from stepping up. "Alright, alright, let me show you how it’s done," he grinned, throwing a wink your way. "Step one: We don’t turn everything into a charcoal sculpture."

He wasn’t harsh, though—he believed in the power of persistence. As he guided you through the steps, he couldn’t resist teasing you a bit, but in a way that encouraged improvement. "Okay, so maybe don't add that much spice next time. This isn’t a battle for the best ‘flavor explosion,’ it’s more about balance."

Despite his teasing, his care for you was evident as he helped you regain your confidence. Kaveh wasn’t one to just stand by. If you were determined to make something for him, he’d show you the right way to do it, and you’d end up laughing together over the mistakes. By the end of it, your second attempt was... edible, and perhaps even good enough to share.

Mualani was excited. You were cooking for her! The energy she brought into the room was infectious, her eyes gleaming with excitement and joy as she watched you confidently prepare the dish. But when the smoke billowed out of the oven, and the distinct scent of burnt food filled the room, she blinked in surprise.

Then, she burst out laughing. "Oh my stars, you really did try, didn’t you?" Mualani's laughter was bright and free, not mocking, but full of genuine amusement. "It’s okay, it’s okay, we can fix this!"

Her optimism never faltered, not even as she approached the burnt dish with a slightly concerned but ever-cheerful expression. "Well, we can’t eat this, but we can totally try again! No big deal! If anything, you’ve just made it more... interesting!"

Rather than making fun of you, Mualani's immediate instinct was to jump into action. "Alright, let’s start over. Don’t worry about the mess, we’ll turn this into something fun!" Her hands were swift and sure as she set to work, tossing ingredients together with the same grace she used on the waters of Natlan.

Mualani wasn’t a chef by any means, but she was quick to adapt, and she had the patience to guide you step by step. "See? You just gotta go with the flow, like surfing. Don’t force it; let it come naturally!" Her carefree attitude and willingness to help made the situation feel like less of a failure and more of a fun learning opportunity.

And when you succeeded in making a dish that didn’t resemble charcoal? Mualani’s exuberant cheers echoed through the house. "That’s the spirit! We got it! You did great, really!"

[linkemon]

Modern AU 1

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This part contains: Kinich, Mualani and Mavuika.

Kinich

✧ One day a dog stuck to him. On his collar he only had the name: Ajaw. Kinich didn't have the heart to throw him out into the rain and that was a mistake. Since then he has never left him. He is always barking loudly as if he wanted to add something to every statement. When Kinich has guests, he locks him in a separate room and fights so that he doesn't get out in a few minutes.

✧ Kinich is studying botany. He's really good at it. Students in his class say he'll do anything for money. The question is how much money are you willing to spend to have him write a crappy assignment for you or beat up a mean guy (that's a rumor going around...).

✧ In his free time he likes to play Minecraft. Pixel blocks have no secrets for him. He'd be happy to play with you if you have time.

✧ He also likes very extreme climbing. He has been to every possible mountain. However, Kinich never takes his friends there. He always goes on such trips alone.

✧ He is a huge Spider-Man fan. When he was younger, he could be caught with his mask on, pretending to shoot webs.

✧ He keeps a large collection of plants in his room but as he himself says, he does not pay much attention to them.

Mualani

✧ Mualani is a surfer. The sea breeze in her hair and the water surrounding her. That's when she feels alive. On the board, she finds both a literal and a life balance. She will very strongly encourage you to try it. There's nothing better than doing what you love with someone close to you.

✧ She believes in trial and error. You'll fall off the big waves many times but once you get the hang of it, you'll never forget her slightly brutal methods. She has a huge amount of enthusiasm. No matter what field you want to start in, she'll always be rooting for you.

✧ No one knows how it happened but one day she met Kachina on the stairwell and they were inseparable ever since. Even though the girl is much younger than her. They are together practically everywhere and everyone thinks they are sisters, even though they are not related by blood.

✧ Mualani works part-time at a beach goods store. She once found used maracas there, bought them and now takes them out at every opportunity to show them off. She rocks every party, dancing with them.

✧ She loves her aunt very much but she is very sickly. Mualani helps her as much as she can in her spare time.

✧ She will never say no to a bonfire by the sea. If you want to please her, all you have to do is organize one.

Mavuika

✧ Born to be a boss. Owner of a large corporation, which she came to own through her own strength and effort.

✧ A motorcycle enthusiast. She loves to ride through the city streets at night. Her fiery hair seems to light up the darkness around her. Mavuika often spends time this way and you have to like it because she will take you for a ride very often. And without a helmet. All you have to do is hold on to her waist tightly.

✧ She often wears her black outfit, even when there is no obvious reason for it, such as driving. She claims that she looks good in it and it would be a shame to pass up the opportunity to collect a few more compliments. Her most famous flirty technique is to gently slide down her black glasses. 100% effective. Or so she claims.

✧ Mavuika has a whole wall in her room full of trinkets that she got from friends and family. Her loved ones have been dead for quite a while, so she's had a hard time in life. Despite this, she still remembers them and looks at things with a smile. She'll happily tell you about the stories that go with them.

✧ She is very strong. There are rumors that in the evenings she fights with people from local gangs and even the mafia. It is not known how much truth there is in this but it is certain that no one wants to mess with her. She repeats that she does not need protection. She is her own best protection.

[5iyoomi]

✧˖ mualani gf hcs 🌊

fontanian gn!reader, mostly fluff but some are suggestive

-Girlfriend!Mualani who likes to hear about your experiences in Fontaine and any other nations you've been to. She loves watching how your face lights up when you talk, but when it's about something bad, like the prophecy, then she's there to hug you if you get sad

-Girlfriend!Mualani who makes sure there's never a dull moment in your relationship. She'll always somehow rope you into trying new things with her, simultaneously helping you get over your fears in the process. You can't swim because you're afraid of the water after what happened but still wanna learn how? She'll teach you!

-Girlfriend!Mualani who never makes you feel dumb or bad for feeling scared or thinking you aren't that strong. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses; she always lets you know that she loves you regardless of any of that, though

-Girlfriend!Mualani who brags about you all the time, whether you're far away or right by her side. She's proud to have you as her partner, lacing your fingers together every chance she gets and telling everyone she knows about how much she loves you

-Girlfriend!Mualani who does your hair for you when you're down, running her fingers through the strands and recounting embarrassing memories from when she was younger. If it gets you to laugh, even just a little bit, then she's happy

-Girlfriend!Mualani who's the most supportive person you'll ever have in your life. Anything you wanna do, she's there to cheer you on, and if you get upset that you aren't immediately perfect at it? She's understanding because she's been there too, telling you that you can always try again and that she'll help however she can

-Girlfriend!Mualani who lives to show you how fun every day can be, regardless of if it's a slow, boring day where you go out and pick flowers with her, or an eventful one where you're watching the pilgrimage together

-Girlfriend!Mualani who kisses you under the moonlight by the hot springs, whispering praises against you and holding your chin between her fingers. She'll gently bite at your bottom lip and trace circles into your thigh, and if you let her, she'll go further

-Girlfriend!Mualani who can't fall asleep without you by her side, throwing an arm around your waist and pulling you close to her. You told her her hair tickled one night, and the next time you cuddled you noticed she'd put it and her bangs back in a messy bun

-Girlfriend!Mualani who wakes up before you, holding you in her arms and running a thumb over your palm until you wake up to her smiling face. You know it's gonna be another good day when you do

[vampireluvrz]

Overstimulation with mualani 🥺🥺🥺 like shes so adorable I HAVE to make her cry with my cock (affectionate

and she’s definitely into it in my opinion. she just wants you to keep going and going until she’s passed out, legs trembling and breathing all heavy from how much orgasms you’ve pulled from her

but she’ll also be so so sweet during it too, all because she wants nothing more than to please you too. but sometimes she can’t help but let the pleasure take over her, to the point she’ll get addicted to it. but its okay because tonight’s all about her

but in the end, mualani wants to please you, to be close with you. even though you were deep inside of her, fucking her in just the way that she liked, leaving crescent moons on your back from how hard she was gripping onto you, all she cares about is you being there with her.

so kiss her pretty tears away and continue fucking her like she deserves, it’s a long night for you both anyway

[melodic-haze]

mulani is an adult methinks crorrefy me if im wrong but IMAGINEE like she’s so gentle smsjsksksk … like imagine her being the one w the strap and just like checking on you…

I'm assuming she is? Until Genshin or someone tells me no, then I'll assume so 🤔 but Hoyo's never been great at showing actual ages LOL gdi

OH SHE'S SO PRECIOUS THOUGH??? She wants to please you so thoroughly and she constantly asks you if she's doing good or if you want her to pleasure you in a certain way. You ask her to go rougher and she'll probably hesitate bc she worries for you but then you say you can take it and so she does as you ask :((((

Even if she's the one with the strap, SHE'S the one at your mercy—just seeing you all hot and bothered, giving her a lustful smile before throwing your head back as she hits a certain spot, feeling and hearing all of your reactions.......my GOD it's more than enough for her

Aftercare w her would probably be so silly too??? Cuz it's just so soft and you two cuddle before having a nice bath and and and uughgggh I LOVE BABY

[dumbkid4ever]

Drunken Acts, Silent Truths

Mualani x reader! In which:

You and Mualani have fun and get wasted at a party. In the end, you both did things you never would've if you were sober.

Contains a bit of lemon.

Alternative title: In the Back of Kinich's Car

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"Hey [Name]! Over here!" you heard your best friend yell from across the street. She stood beside Kinich's dark green SUV, swinging her arm fervently to get your attention. From the passenger seat you could see Kachina waving at you, smiling cutely like she always does.

Mirroring the little girl's expression, although yours is more like a grin, you ran towards your friends. Once there, Mualani engulfed you in a tight hug, surprising you.

"[Name]!"

Her hugging you is not a rare occasion, but you seemed to be unable to get used to this. A gentle heat graced your cheeks.

"Hey ya, Lani!"

"You ready to have the best time of your life? The party's going to be so lit! Come on, come on, get in," Mualani gushed as she urged you to get in the car, clearly very excited for what's to come. Her voice easily overpowered the quiet music that was playing. California girls, quite befitting of the occasion.

You greeted the others as you put on your seatbelt, including Ajaw, Kinich's pet lizard, which was currently resting on Kachina's lap.

"Hell yeah I am, we're gonna drink so much and play so many games, it'll be one hell of a time!" you chuckled, trying to match her energy and force down the butterflies in your stomach. Although his face wore the same blank expression, Kinich sighed upon hearing that.

"That sounds like so much fun," Kachina on the other hand giggled at your words. "I can't wait to be 18, then you can take me with you as well!"

"Of course! We can't wait for you to be 18 as well, then we can have girl nights and do lots and lots of fun stuff! But for now, you'll have to patient. On the bright side, today you get to hang out with Kinich, you don't know how many people would envy you for that!"

Indeed, Kinich was very popular. Back in highschool his locker always had one or two confession letters and Mualani, who already knew him at that time, even got some letters as well. They were all some kind of threat telling her to back off from Kinich, though. It got to a point where she even made a bingo with the most frequent contents she found in those letter, like a death threat or slut-shaming, and for every row of five he got in one single letter Kinich would have to buy her a small treat as compensation for "being too handsome." The way she worded it had always rubbed you the wrong way.

"I'm sure they wouldn't be if they actually got to know me. It would probably destroy whatever... Romantic lense they have projected onto me. I'm no prince charming," Kinich insisted as he steered the wheel with his right arm. His other was propped on the frame of the open window.

"No way man, I think they'd only fall harder. With how nice you are, whatever you do will be misinterpreted and feed into their handsome, mysterious, cold guy with a soft spot for them fantasies. It's all just confirmation bias and a bit of delusion, really," you snickered. It's not the first time you and the others have teased him about it, but even then, seeing him in denial about his situation will never stop being amusing. Especially Mualani likes to pick on him for that.

"You know, you could just get a significant other or at least pretend to have one, maybe then they'll stop trying to get with you. With that face of yours it wouldn't be surprising for you to have one too," the latter suggested, this time not even as a joke. And she wasn't really wrong, however the victim of popularity still dismissed the offer.

"They'd just start pestering me with questions about my supposed partner, not worth it."

"Well if you say so."

That's how the conversation ended and there was nothing awkward about the silence that ensued. Then Kachina pointed out the song just started to play.

"Mualani, [name]! Listen!"

It took the two of you a second, but when you realized you instantly turned to each other with the same stupid grin on your faces.

"Crank it up, pretty boy!" Mualani demanded, earning herself a laugh from Kachina and, although she didnt notice, a complicated look from you. As always, Kinich was the only one to notice. You saw him looking at you from the rear view mirror as he turned up the volume. You shook your head softly, indicating that you're fine. The probability that he knows about your crush is at about 85%, according to your calculations.

You were still contemplating, for the thousandth time, if she likes him that way, but you were interrupted by the reason why you were even sulking in the first place. She pulled you towards her by the waist and held an imaginary microphone to your mouth. With a small smile, you had the honour of starting the song.

"You, change your mind~"

"Like a girl, changes clothes~" Mualani followed up, pointing the microphone towards herself.

"Yeah you, PMS~"

"Like a bitch!" the youngest chimed in, causing Kinich to stare at you through the mirror once more, since you were the one who introduced her to the song. If you didn't know him so well, you wouldn't have known that he was glaring at you, hard.

"I would know~" you carried on anyways, averting your eyes and pretending you didn't see.

"That you're no good for me!~" the other two girls sang in unison, getting louder as they approach the last notes of the line.

For the rest of the ride the three of you continued singing. It was as if the party had already started, but then again, it's always like a party when you're with your friends. Eventually, you did arrive at the actual destination though, a bit to your disappointment. You were just getting to the good parts of Call Me Maybe.

"Bye Kachina, bye Kinich!" Mualani, already out of the car, kissed Kachina on the forehead and waved goodbye.

"Have fun hanging out you two!" you bid your goodbyes as well. Kachina got a head rub from you and Kinich a fist bump.

"You too, Mualani and [name]!"

"Keep your drinks within eye sight and always stick together. I'll pick you up at nine."

"We will! Besides, Mavuika will be sober, so don't worry."

Kinich hummed at that, comforted by that and drove off with the SUV, leaving the two of you at the entrance of a big mansion from which bright lights emitted. It was barely 5pm and the sun hadn't set yet, how bright would it be later? Putting the question aside, you went up the stairs to the front door and ringed the doorbell.

Not long after the host of the party Mavuika, she's kind of a local celebrity, opened the door and greeted you with great passion.

"Ah, Mualani, you're here! Very punctual, the party hasn't even started." She looked at you with her blindingly bright eyes and you were a bit entranced. Although they were all red, Mualani's were darker, more desaturated and the upper half of her eyes were this calming blue. Ironically, while picturing her eyes in your head you failed to notice her eyes in the present, looking at you with a peculiar glint in them.

"Is she your plus one?" she asked, looking at you.

"Yeah! This is [name], my best friend!" she introduced you, grabbing and trapping your arm between her own and the side of her body. Your forearm touched her exposed stomach. The skin there was warmer than your arm's, but it can't be warmer than your cheeks in that moment, that you were sure of.

Mavuika suddenly seemed to understand something, causing a smirk to appear on her face. She nodded at you and extended her hand for you to shake.

"Nice to meet you [name]. You have a fine friend here, do make sure to keep her close, yes?"

Naturally, you were puzzled by her advice as you shook her hand, even more so when she winked at Mualani and got a look of what seemed like gratitude in return. What's going on between them? No matter though, because you were already being dragged into the house by your crush. One look was enough to confirm how rich the radiant woman was, but not in a stereotypical rich person way.

The entrance hall was half the size of your apartment, with walls decorated by colorful grafittis and precious looking relics. There's no doubt that they must be worth quite a lot, but no one ever stole any of them, as easy as it would be. They all respected her too much to do so, in fact, it's harder to not respect her.

"So, what do you want to do first? We could play beer pong, hit the dance floor, ooh you wanna wipe the food court clean?" your best friend asked, her gaze directed towards yours.

"How about Mario Kart? Let's play to our heart's content before the others come and hog it," looking right back, you answered. Having reached a mutual conclusion, you followed Mualani upstairs to the gaming room where the video games are. All the while she let go of your arm and shifted to hold your hand instead, intertwined your fingers. "So that you won't get lost," she explained, even though you only walked past six of the only other thirty something people in this gigantic house.

Once you got to the gaming room, this time twice the size of your living room, Mualani officially let go of your hand, to your disappointment. But you didn't dwell on that for long, as your thoughts were soon occupied with strategy, frustration and when to throw the shell. Preferably it should be at a point in time where receiving such an attack would be the most devastating and spirit breaking for the enemy. Such is the cruel nature of Mario Kart, where any personal connections and sense of fun doesn't matter anymore.

Over time, the party started to increase in people and you had to give up the consol. However you took a pack of uno from Mavuika's board games collection, wanting to play it now because you probably won't be sober enough to do so later. Speaking of being drunk, you both got a cup of the alcoholic punch that was being served.

Mualani easily managed to rope in three more players and the games began. Like Mario Kart, although not as brutal, Uno brought out quite a lot of rage and dispair from the depths of your hearts, for you were playing with the "pulling until you have a usable card" rule, which has led to one or two breakdowns. That's less than you expected.

"HA! UNO, LOSERS! YEAH SUCK ON THAT," one of the players hollered, giving you all the one finger salute and doing what seemed to be a victory dance.

"NO THE FUCK YOH DIDN'T, YOU PLAYED A SIX BUT THE CARD BELOW WAS A NINE, FUCKING CRETIN!" another player yelled. It was clear they both had too much to drink.

"AGAIN, NO ONE WON THIS ROUND, WE'LL GO AGAIN!" you protested at the top of your lungs. That would make three drunk people. Next to you, Mualani was laughing hysterically at the state you were in. It's her third cup already and she's only a bit tipsy, but you already had 5 cups and well, the results were evident.

And it went on like this for the next three hours. You played all sorts of things, such as partner beer pong, where Mualani displayed her excellent fine motor skills despite her by then half drunken state. In the end your team won and you very platonically kissed her on the mouth to express your happiness at the victory.

Next up was never have I ever, played in a circle on the ground. That day, some of your more embarrassing secrets became known to many more people other than the only three who knew it before. At some point some guy also started hitting on you, but thankfully Mualani fended him off. After that incident she's been walking even closer to you, like some sort of bodyguard.

When Kinich eventually came to pick you up he found you on a couch, tangled together and only halfway conscious, much to his concern.

"Don't worry, I made sure that everyone was safe. They only had harmless fun the whole evening," Mavuika assured him as she walked up to you three.

"Thank you, and sorry for any trouble they might've caused," your chauffeur dipped his head in gratitude.

"Nonsense, this is my responsibility as the party host."

She then helped Kinich to bring the two of you inside the car, each with one arm slung around their neck, respectively. You all said your goodbyes, well the drunk ones tried but only managed to get out jibberish, and parted ways. Kinich turned off the music so you would sleep soundly on the way home. However the two of you didn't plan on sleeping.

Throughout the day, no, throughout the majority of the time you've known her, you've always been restricting yourself. All of the repressed desires were getting harder to control with the alcohol in your system.

At first you were just staring into her pretty red eyes, but then her put a hand onto your thigh and clicked off both your seatbelts.

"Put on your seatbelts," Kinich ordered, briefly glancing at the backseat. None of you complied. Instead, you slipped your hands up her shirt, roaming around, getting a feel of her skin. She rubbed your thigh a little, her hand slipping further upwards and the other pushed you down to lay on the cushioned seats.

"You alright back there?" Kinich asked somewhat worriedly, not noticing your arm that disappeared behind the soft fabric of Mualani's top. Ajaw, now on Kinich's shoulder as usual, blinked slowly and looked away, turning into the color of Kinich's shirt and hair, camouflaging himself.

You didn't even notice Kinich's voice. In fact, you couldn't hear anything but the rhythmic throbbing in your veins, see anything but her beautiful face, feel anything but her gentle touch, getting shocked by a tiny wave of electricity every time her finger tips connected with your skin.

She too seemed too engrossed in you to take note of the boy at the front who's getting more anxious by the second.

"Mualani? [Name]?" he tried again, but to no avail. That's when he noticed it though. The sight of you exploring each other. For a few seconds he was speechless, but it quickly became slight annoyance.

"Cut it out you two, you can make out when you get back home," he chided with a slight glare, but you still hear nothing. Quietly, he muttered something under his breath about being glad he sent Kachina home first. At this point he has accepted that you won't respond to him no matter what, so instead he opted to turn the music up to at least not hear... Well, you know. Very fittingly though, the song playing then was Knee Socks by Arctic Monkeys.

While Kinich was despairing in the front, the two in the back were enjoying the ride more and more. You were now kissing like there's no tomorrow. Mualani's tongue slips into your mouth and you let it, pressing against it with your own. She's got her hand in your shorts, kneading the flesh of your behind, you've got you hand under her bra, fondling with her breast.

You both pulled away to get some air and stared at each other deeply. There was a weird taste in your mouth, but that too you didn't register. Instead you were focused on the half blue half red sapphires just a couple of centimeters before you.

Futilely, you tried to say a simple "pretty," but all that came out was an incoherent babble. You were... Amazed by how beautiful she was, even with her messy hair, smeared lipstick and almost no light for you too see her.

Fueled with a new animalistic desire, you pulled her down against your lips again. This time you were the one to visit her mouth and she complied. She tasted like alcohol. Like your own mouth, actually. You tasted the same.

"Mm-!" you moaned into the kiss. She had just found your most private parts.

Hearing that, she chuckled breathily, parting your lips once more. She played a bit more with the same spot, eliciting an erotic and pretty vocal reaction. Not feeling satisfied yet, she hooked her pointer fingers at the waistband of your shorts.

"Alright, that's enoug, my car is not a motel," Kinich hastily said, already opening the door on Mualani's side of the car. Despite her weak protests, he dragged her towards your house, actually half piggybacking her, and opened the door with the keys he got from you beforehand. The muscles he had built up from all the sports he did finally got put to good use.

He even carried her, and later you, all the way to the bedroom, thinking it would be more comfortable no matter if you two decide to sleep or fuck. Leaving your drunk and horny friends alone in a house, on the same bed even, might seem like an irresponsible action, but really, he had no idea what else he could do. The two of you have always looked at each other funnily anyways.

Before he went home himself, he poured two glasses of water and put it on the nightstand but when brought the glasses from the kitchen you were already back at it, hence why he left as soon as possible.

That's how you woke up next morning, naked and pressed up against Mualani's warm, also naked body. It seemed like you really needed to have a serious talk about your friendship. Oddly enough though, you were looking forward to it.

[channelsurfinng]

⋆ ★ 𝗂 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌.. ★⋆

𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗀𝗈... 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄, 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍!

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 ✧ 𝗑𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗇, 𝗆𝗎𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗂, 𝗇𝖺𝗏𝗂𝖺, 𝗅𝗒𝗇𝖾𝗒

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁. 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗍!!

𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝖼 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾 𝗂 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗅. 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗍𝗍𝗍𝗍 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗅 𝗂 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 2 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 :)

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ✧ 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾! 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿

𝗑𝗈𝗑𝗈, 𝗅𝗂𝗅 ୨୧

xilonen would much rather sleep the day away holding you than she would anything else, which is why her love language is physical touch.

xilonen heard her name being called from the bottom of the tree. she found she couldn't doze off by herself anymore, which made her a little upset trying to fall asleep under the warm gaze of the sunlight.

"xilonen, are you up there?" ah, it was your voice. she peaked her head over the tree before gesturing for you to climb up.

you settled into your spot next to her in the tree once you made it up safely. ever since you two started to date, she found a different tree with a wider base so you could accompany her in her naps.

"i was wondering when you'd come. i couldn't fall asleep," she chuckled, grasping onto your waist as soon as you settled in. "which is weird, because normally i can sleep the day away."

now it was your turn to laugh. "maybe you just can't sleep without me here anymore."

she sighed, nuzzling her face into your shoulder and closing her eyes. "archons, maybe not."

she moved you around, eventually finding a good spot for you on the base of the tree, her head on your chest, laying almost right on top of you. you stroked her hair, kissing the top of her head occasionally as her grip around your back only got tighter.

"you're eager today, xilo'," you smiled, taking her braid into your hands and smoothing over it.

"guess i am," she mumbled into your chest, her eyes closed once again. "but i'd rather be here with you than doing anything else. those forgery projects can wait until you have to go."

you nodded, moving to scratch her scalp. that went on for a few more minutes before she eventually fell asleep, her breathing evening out into soft snores occasionally.

"goodnight, xilonen, even though it's just the afternoon."

mualani always has to end and start every day with a hug and a kiss. or, when she randomly spots you in the middle of the day. that works too.

you weren't really expecting to see mualani until later during dinner time.

she was out fishing with kinich and kachina. oh, and we can't forget ajaw. it wasn't a trio, silly you, it was a quartet.

you walked up to them, kinich being the first to notice you. mualani seemed very wrapped up in whatever bait she had caught, yelling to kachina to grab the bucket to put the fish she caught in. you greeted kinich, asking him how his day was before mualani finally noticed your presence.

"y/n!" she shouted before leaping into your arms, wrapping her legs around your waist and hugging you tight. she didn't seem like she intended on letting go, so you staying standing there for a little while before she jumped off and motioned for you to sit in the sand, watching kachina fish and ajaw get pissed off about "not receiving a turn" or whatever.

mualani got comfortable, laying her head on your thighs as you leaned against a bigger rock on the sand. she held your hand in hers, talking about all the fish she caught and what dinner was going to be tonight. you nodded along, congratulating her on her first time fishing (hard to believe, but she was persistent on making you believe it).

she eventually stopped talking, simply watching kachina reel in bait of her own (with the help of kinich, because kachina got a little nervous with the fish flinging around on the line). mualani laughed and buried her head deeper into your lap, your legs covering her ears. she took both of your hands and kissed them before holding them close to her face.

you decided to stay like that for the time being, watching her doze off. her nap started with a simple "i love you" mumbled between breaths. you smiled, whispering an i love you back before closing your eyes against the rocks.

navia, in her opinion, thinks physical affection is the best thing in the whole world when she gets home after a long day of helping people throughout fontaine.

you were laying down on the couch, waiting for your girlfriend to get home. huh, she's never this late. it's almost 8:00 at night and usually she gets home about a half an hour beforehand.

all of the sudden, somebody runs through the door, panting and laughing. you suddenly sit up, scared by the commotion that broke the silence, seeing navia, leaning against the kitchen countertops.

"navia????" you're almost in a state of disbelief when she starts laughing again, wondering where the hell this woman has been to elicit this kind of behavior.

"yeah???" she keeps laughing before coming around the couch, collapsing against your body. she makes herself comfortable on top of your figure, wrapping her arms around your neck and giving you little kisses along your cheek and jawline.

"what happened??? you look so disheveled and with the way you ran into the house just a moment ago???" you were still so confused, but she simply giggled before patting your shoulder.

"that's a story for tomorrow. i'm tired, can we just go to sleep?" she sighs, yawning before putting her face into your neck again. you nodded before looking down at her.

"then why don't we relocate to the bed-" "no. here's fine!!!" she sighed into your shoulder, moving one of your hands to the top of her head while the other stayed resting against her back. you took this as a silent asking to scratch her scalp.

you laughed a little, massaging her head until she fell asleep. you basked in the silence, waiting until she's steadily breathing indicating she's asleep before hugging her closer, whispering a final "i love you" before dozing off yourself.

lyney thinks that he performs better with a long, comforting hug and a kiss before his shows.

as soon as he got news that every prop had been checked and the show was all prepared, he went to go find you. he had an hour before the show, so he chose to spend it lounging with you.

he found you in one of the dressing rooms, lounging around on the couch. he immediately joined you, giving you a hug, silently hoping you'd reciprocate. and when you did, he melted.

he stayed like that with you for about 45 minutes more. laying his head on your shoulder, watching whatever show you have on your phone with you. that was, until lynette came in to warn him he had 15 minutes left until he was to be onstage.

you both got up, lyney leading you to behind the curtain for your little talk of encouragement.

"okay, lyney, you got this, like always," you smiled, taking his face in both of your palms. you could hear the crowd talking to one another, waiting patiently for the twins to come onstage. "go out there and wow them."

you brought him in a hug, holding him tight for around 5 minutes before lynette gave him a cue to head out. you kissed his lips for a moment before letting him go and giving him a little wave, standing by the curtain to watch him introduce his show.

without that hug, he thought, his show would go a lot worse. thank the hydro archon herself, he thinks, for blessing him with you.

[viannasthings]

Im gonna kms she wasnt supposed to come homE 😭 HOYOVERSE STOP GIVING ME CHARACTERS THAT I DONT WANT

I’ve won 2 50/50s now im never gonna get arlecchino at this point 😭🙏

I have no idea what to even do with her 💀

[x-z-x]

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Mualani x Fem!Reader

Sinopsis: Vacacionar en Natlan resultó ser mejor de lo planeado, y todo gracias a una local extremadamente encantadora.

Palabras: 2.7k

Advertencias: Smut.

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Bajo el abrasador sol de Natlan, cuatro chicas avanzaban hacia las costas, donde las risas de quienes disfrutaban del agua resonaban bajo el implacable verano. La promesa de un día de playa con todos los lujos, hecho realidad gracias a una de ellas, llenaba de emoción al grupo, casi haciéndoles pasar por alto que el obsequio provenía de una completa desconocida. Las preguntas, sin embargo, no tardaron en surgir mientras se dirigían a reclamar el premio.

—La persona que nos invitó… ¿es confiable? —indagó una joven de cabello hasta los hombros, con cierta inseguridad acomodando la visera que llevaba.

Quien lideraba el grupo miró a su amiga y, con un asentimiento, ajustó el agarre de la canasta repleta de comida que cargaba.

—Debe ser alguna estrategia de marketing, pero siempre podemos negarnos si luego intenta vendernos algún paquete vacacional —intervino la mayor, llevando una tabla de surf bajo el brazo izquierdo—. Menos mal que decidiste viajar unos días antes, ¡imagina si no conocías a Mualani y perdíamos tal oportunidad!

—Al menos deberíamos gastar en bebidas o recuerdos como muestra de agradecimiento. No todos los días eres un V.I.P. en el Pueblo de los Manantiales —opinó otra, secándose el sudor alrededor de sus gafas de sol.

—He averiguado y es sumamente conocida. Pertenece a una tribu local y es dueña de Peciglobos Parsimoniosos, así que no hay de qué preocuparse, tiene una reputación es excelente.

Aquellas palabras calmaron momentáneamente las dudas, y cualquier pequeña sospecha se disipó al conocer a la anfitriona del evento. Con aspecto fresco y actitud entusiasta, logró integrarse de inmediato y, al mismo tiempo, hacer que todas prestaran atención a cada recomendación que daba.

—Por aquella zona las olas son mejores. También hay varios circuitos para practicar y competir; ¡el mejor surfista al final del día obtiene un premio! —explicó, captando fuertemente el interés de quien tenía más edad.

—Sí que sabes lo que haces —reconoció con una sonrisa torcida antes de reír—. Vinimos en grupo, pero con esta información puede que no me vean el rostro por el resto de las vacaciones.

—Mejor para nosotras —suspiró la de anteojos, enseguida recibiendo un golpe de su amiga.

—Ahora no iré, ¡me plantaré aquí hasta el anochecer!

Mirando contenta como sus amigas empezaban a incorporar el ambiente, la organizadora del viaje dejó la canasta en la arena y empezó a desempacar sobre las mesas individuales que les habían acomodado junto a las reposeras.

—¿Te ayudo? —preguntó Mualani acercándose y tapando con su cuerpo el sol.

—No, está bien, ya has hecho suficiente por nosotras —declinó al tiempo que, acuclillada, sacaba un contenedor—. Por cierto, deberías probar lo que cocinamos.

Quitando la tapa y ofreciendo, la delgada femenina miró el interior y dud�� en aceptar.

—Gracias, pero armé todo esto sin esperar retribución.

—¿Crees que un bocadillo puede compensar el trato exclusivo? —enarcó una ceja con una pequeña risa incrédula.

—¡Por supuesto! Especialmente si lo preparaste tú —sonrió, juntando las manos detrás de la espalda.

El comentario la dejó congelada al parecer flirteo, sin embargo, rápidamente se recompuso al considerar que estaba alucinando.

—Oye, ¿me enseñas donde es la zona de surf?

La intervención de la aficionada a las olas las desconcentró de la otra y Mualani asintió contenta antes de guiarla. Aprovechando la soledad, con las otras dos femeninas terminaron de acomodar las pertenencias y disfrutaron del inicio de aquellas vacaciones. Pidieron tragos, nadaron y expusieron la piel al sol, cada tanto yendo a visitar a la deportista en las practicas antes de oficialmente competir.

Por su parte, Mualani iba de un lado a otro guiando a los turistas y supervisando Peciglobos Parsimoniosos, al notarlas saludando y entablando breves conversaciones. La temporada alta estaba en pleno auge, y aunque era difícil parar, cuando la brisa se transformó en viento y el mar comenzó a agitarse más de lo aceptable, la nativa de Natlan debió intervenir.

—¡La corriente se llevo mi tabla! —tosió la deportista del grupo al tiempo que uno de los asistentes la ayudaba a llegar a las reposeras.

—¿¡Estás bien!? ¿Qué pasó? —preguntaron alarmadas yendo a serle de soporte.

—¡De repente todo se volvió una locura y me hundí! —exclamó mientras se sentaba, intentando recuperar el aire—. La compré especialmente para este viaje, gasté mucho dinero, la necesito —añadió agitada, lanzando miradas desesperadas a quienes estaban cerca.

Mualani, al percatarse de la presencia de uno de los socorristas, se acercó y, con preocupación, se puso al tanto de la situación.

—No te estreses, nosotras buscaremos mientras los médicos te revisan —dijo en un tono tranquilizador antes de dirigir la mirada a su nueva amiga—. Buscaré en una zona apartada, así que necesitaré ayuda. ¿Vienes conmigo?

—Claro, s-si —asintió, la determinación al dirigirse a ella haciéndola tartamudear.

Las dos chicas restantes señalaron que buscarían en las cercanías, y en cuestión de segundos se dispersaron. Caminando por la costa, poco a poco dejaron atrás a los nativos y turistas, adentrándose en una zona rocosa.

—Se desaconseja que personas ajenas a Natlan se adentren en esta zona, es peligrosa por los remolinos y la fauna que la habita —explicó Mualani, en el proceso tomándola de la mano y ayudando a que saltara un pedrusco.

—¿Estaremos bien? —dudó, mirando al suelo, intranquila por el musgo resbaladizo.

—Conmigo no hay de qué preocuparse —prometió, acto seguido guiñándole un ojo.

—Creeré en ti —suspiró, derrotada tratando de no tensarse.

—Conozco bien las corrientes, no sería la primera vez que alguna pertenencia perdida termina por aquí.

—Entiendo… —murmuró, atenta apreciando que sus manos seguían unidas.

Después de más travesía y algunos sustos por avistamientos cercanos de koholasaurios, llegaron a las primeras cuevas. Mualani exploraba rápidamente los recovecos, pero antes se aseguraba de dejarla en un lugar seguro donde pudiera observar los cangrejos y moluscos arrastrados por el oleaje.

—Vamos a la siguiente, de seguro está allí —indicó la de cabellos blancos yendo a tomarla de la mano.

—¿Piensas que deberíamos seguir intentando? —frunció el ceño con pocos deseos de pisar nuevas rocas que le dañaran los pies a través de las ojotas.

—¡Totalmente! La siguiente zona es una gruta con un canal más amplio y profundo, hay mayor probabilidad de que la tabla esté allí —respondió animada, tirando de ella.

Suspirando nuevamente, la siguió sin resistirse, mientras sus pensamientos comenzaban a revolotear ante tanta amabilidad.

—Ahora que estamos solas... quería agradecerte, realmente fuiste muy atenta y generosa con nosotras.

Mualani la miró por sobre el hombro y ladeó la cabeza manteniendo el aura alegre.

—Estabas tan sola y perdida cuando te encontré que no pude resistirme, merecías tener una buena experiencia.

—Pero seguro hay un montón de turistas en la misma situación, ¿les ofreces lo mismo a todos? —preguntó, intentando entenderla mejor.

Ruborizándose, sus pómulos bronceados adquirieron un tonocálido mientras miraba al frente, un ligero temblor notándose en los dedos que la sostenían.

—En realidad, no —reconoció en tono bajo, señalando luego hacia un punto más allá—. ¡Ahí! ¡Creo ver parte de la tabla en la entrada de la cueva!

Olvidando el tema, ambas se apresuraron y, aliviadas, finalmente encontraron el objeto perdido. Con esfuerzo, lograron sacarlo de entre un par de rocas, observando que tenía varios raspones, aunque, por suerte, seguía completo.

—No parece grave —opinó la turista intentando contener las muecas cuando veía un nuevo golpe.

—Es cierto, aunque si era nueva, tal vez tu amiga no esté tan feliz.

—No estoy lo suficientemente entrenada para volver cargando con esto, ¿podemos descansar un momento? —suspiró, buscando un lugar cómodo donde sentarse.

Mualani soltó una pequeña risa y se acomodó a su lado, abrazando sus piernas mientras comenzaba a sacar temas de conversación. Hablaron sobre la vida diaria, el trabajo, los estudios y cualquier cuestión que había quedado pendiente de los días anteriores, cuando se conocieron.

—Me alegra tener este momento contigo. Tuve más trabajo de lo que imaginaba y en la playa no pude acercarme tanto como hubiera deseado —confesó Mualani, el tono empleado crispando la piel de su compañera.

Algo nerviosa y con el corazón acelerado, por razones que aún no dilucidaba, bajo la mirada e inspiró profundo antes de hablar.

—¿Tantos beneficios fueron por… algún tipo de interés personal? —preguntó, inmediatamente sintiendo el rostro arder por el atrevimiento.

Sinceramente, pensó que recibiría indignación y furia, pero, al contrario, notó cómo asentía avergonzada.

—Lamento si te incomoda. Quería ayudarte, pero también pensé que eras muy linda y… —encogió los hombros, con cierto miedo, evitando mantener contacto visual.

La confesión elevó la temperatura y, un impulso de adrenalina y emoción, acortó la distancia y juntó sus labios. Duró increíblemente poco, sin embargo, les quitó el aire y rompió el muro de indirectas y deseos que formaron desde que se conocieron.

Mualani quedó helada y, al notar que la femenina empezaba a considerar haber actuado mal, se inclinó a besarla en clara respuesta positiva. La tomó del cuello y con ímpetu empezaron a rozarse, con mentes nubladas ignorando donde acariciaban hasta que los dedos se deslizaron más allá de las caderas.

Aplicando ligera presión, la nativa logró que la turista se recostara. Entreabrieron los ojos y se miraron mientras ajustaban posiciones, una enguantada mano de Mualani descendiendo hasta el vientre bajo.

—¿Esto está bien? —inquirió, las puntas de su blanquecino cabello acariciándole el rostro.

—Sí —respondió en un susurro, la electricidad entre sus cuerpos enviando cosquillas a zonas que ya comenzaban a demandar atención.

Sin necesidad de contenerse, volvieron a besarse y la abrazó por la cintura, un jadeo quedando ahogado cuando los dedos de la guía tocaron por sobre el traje de baño. Sintió cómo tres dedos la recorrían de arriba a abajo, especialmente el cordial, que presionaba entre los labios hasta centrarse en el pequeño bulto que ocultaban.

—Mualani —jadeó, volteando el rostro con el ceño fruncido.

—¿Algún problema? —preguntó, aunque ya sabía la respuesta.

Negó con la cabeza y cerró los ojos, arqueando y relajando la espalda varias veces, mientras el placer tomaba lentamente control de cada nervio. Movió las caderas, buscando más de lo que recibía, hasta que, de repente, se percató de sí misma y sintió algo de vergüenza por lo rápido que se estaba perdiendo en las sensaciones. Giró el rostro y besó lo primero que alcanzó de Mualani, quien, desde el primer día, había sido sumamente generosa, y ahora definitivamente necesitaba retribución.

—Tus pantalones son cortos, pero demasiado ajustados para que siquiera pase un meñique —gruñó al intentar atravesar los bordes.

—Son deportivos, la mejor marca para actividades acuáticas —explicó, ligeramente temblando por la mano que la rozaba en búsqueda de entrada.

—No imagino cómo te los pones, son una segunda piel.

Mualani sonrió divertida por la clara frustración y rápidamente la distrajo al realizar lo que ella no podía. El gemido que resonó al ir por debajo del bañador le erizó la piel y la calentó más que el sol de Natlan, la humedad que se deslizaba hasta sus guantes sintiéndose como un océano ideal en el que nadar. No se contuvo al ver que sus administraciones eran apreciadas, y el clítoris claramente lo agradecía al hundir a la turista en aguas de las que no podía salir.

—¿Quieres que me detenga? —fingió inocencia cuando ella la sostuvo de la muñeca.

—A veces es demasiado —jadeó desorientada, apenas sabiendo qué hacer con su cuerpo—. Perderé la cabeza.

—Estás de vacaciones, ¿recuerdas? Esto es parte de la experiencia —restó importancia, discreta admirando como los pechos subían y bajaban por la respiración acelerada.

Siguió las administraciones embelesada con lo que provocaba y, en el momento que consideró oportuno, introdujo un dedo. La experiencia fue vigorizante para ambas y la turista flexionó las piernas con el plan de separarlas más, sin querer tocando la entrepierna contraria y ganando un quejido de Mualani. Todas las luces se encendieron y en el frenesí la tomó de las caderas, sin dudar aplicando fuerza para que se frotara en la extremidad.

—Hazlo —ordenó masajeando la carne que sostenía—. La versátil M-Mualani puede hacer ambas cosas al mismo tiempo, ¿verdad? —sonrió retadora al recuperar la capacidad de habla por la breve pausa que ocurrió.

—Esto es sobre ti…

Inmediatamente fue callada por una mano en la nuca, la cual la bajó a un beso deseoso.

—No intentes huir. Son mis vacaciones y deben ser perfectas, ¿verdad? —enarcó una ceja disfrutando que ahora ambas estaban en el mismo juego—. Debes cumplir mis deseos.

Mualani dudó un momento y en una fracción de segundos decidió entregarse, no sin antes esconder el rostro en el cuello contrario hasta tomar confianza. Lentamente inició a restregarse y la femenina aprovechó a sostenerla del trasero para ayudarla a buscar el mejor angulo, aunque la dejó hacer cuando la mano que atendía su interior nuevamente empezó moverse.

La gruta se llenó de placenteros sonidos que chocaban con las olas que rompían en las rocas, el cuerpo de Mualani reaccionando increíble al deleite que la turista lograba. Era difícil, pero tampoco pensaba quedarse atrás, así que incorporó otros dos dedos e hizo que simplemente quedara con los ojos cerrados y la boca entreabierta.

El orgasmo de la viajera estaba cerca, era claro por el temblor de su cuerpo y la manera en que perdía concentración en que la otra mujer recibiera placer. Su centro nervioso, cada vez más egoísta, pedía por más y Mualani estaba atenta a darle lo que necesitaba, embelesada observando los momentos previos hasta que el éxtasis estalló. Dejó de pestañear y admiró cada detalle del espectáculo, aunque lo que más disfrutó fue cuando la abrazó y susurro su nombre sin parar.

Al calmarse, colocó una mano en la tostada mejilla de la nativa y se perdió en un sus rojizos ojos antes de besarla lento y profundo. Mientras sus lenguas bailaban, acomodó las trenzas de Mualani hacia un lado y luego descendió las manos hasta el traje de baño. Tranquila y sin prisa, se incorporó y la dejó a horcajadas sobre el muslo que previamente utilizó.

—Sabes que hacer, ¿no? —murmuró, la punta de sus narices rozándose ante la cercanía.

Poca inhibición quedó en la femenina después del clímax, y Mualani fue victima de lo que ella misma provocó. Lanzó la cabeza hacia atrás y disfrutó de los besos y las leves mordidas que repartía, cuello y hombros siendo los principales afectados del satisfactorio ataque.

—Ah… —suspiró al mecer las caderas con más fuerza.

—¿Crees que el resto se pregunte por qué tardamos tanto?

La nativa frunció el ceño y, al caer en la distracción, saltó cuando su compañera filtró una mano y empezó a jugar con el clítoris por sobre el bañador.

—Aguarda —jadeó yendo a abrazarla del cuello.

—¿Quieres que me detenga? —enarcó una ceja mientras sonreía, en el tono mostrando que le divertía repetir la pregunta que ella misma recibió minutos atrás.

Mualani se mordió el labio inferior y sin ningún tipo de pensamiento miró el muro de la cueva, en ese momento entregándose por completo. Dejó su cuerpo manejarse como deseara y sus shorts deportivos contuvieron la humedad que, en caso contrario, hubiera esparcido en la tez contraria.

Los dedos que no la atendían apretaron afectuosamente una de las caderas antes de subir y enredarse en los claros cabellos, de esa manera tirando suave para que dejara de esconderse y pudiera besarla. Desprolijas y respirando pesado, Mualani presionó aún más la entrepierna y frotó con potencia, los dedos contrarios apenas teniendo que trabajar ante la repentina energía. Tantos años de ejercicio deslumbraron en aquel momento, los entrenados músculos meciéndola de tal manera que la femenina casi debía anclarse al suelo para que no la llevara con ella. De pronto el beso fue roto y la nativa de Natlan paró todo movimiento y cerró las piernas contra el muslo que cabalgaba, el gemido que liberó anunciando el tan buscado final. Tembló y frunció el ceño sosteniéndola con desesperación, largos momentos pasando hasta que el placer dejó de paralizarla.

—Gracias.

Confundida, Mualani la miró a los ojos, aflojando su agarre mientras terminaba de volver en sí misma.

—¿Hm?

—Por darme las mejores vacaciones que podría haber imaginado.

Aquello la hizo sonreír e inspirar hondo, el aire revitalizando cada célula y haciendo que la tomara del rostro. Observándola fijo, brilló en picardía y promesas, sin añadir palabra besándola en señal de que la tabla perdida solo fue el detonante, porque sus aventuras acababan de comenzar.