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Captain of the Investigation Team, The Kreideprinz and Chief Alchemist of Mondstadt, stays miserably sitting still on the bed. Legs open exposing him completely, the heels of his feet almost digging into his bump and wrists tied behind his back as his chest quickly rises and falls in anticipation at the mesmerizing honey eyes that absorb with lust the sight so nicely presented to them.
There’s a moan threatening to rip from his throat, hands that want to touch himself so badly, dick that just can’t stop from leaking when Sucrose impassibly analyzes him like this, testing if he can follow her rules correctly.
Albedo can. Of course he can. He can do this and much more if she asks him to.
He’s not human, by no means, but he can try his best to be a good boy for her.
Sucrose rewards him with her sweetest smile, positively dark in a way that makes him shudder just like she wants to. He whimpers at the torturing wait, wordlessly begging her to please touch him, and that wins him an affectionate caress in his cheek. Albedo immediately leans into her warm, craving for every little thing she could offer.
Gently, she so, so kindly lowers to his level and cups his cheeks into her hands. Their lips intertwine smoothly, having done so a million times before in a million of different ways, and just like any occasion that it has happened, Albedo easily melts into the kisses as she takes control.
It’s so refreshing that when he’s with Sucrose he doesn’t have to think, nor theorize, nor discover a damn thing. All he needs is let himself drown into her warm and soft embrace, knowing that whatever happens he’s safe and loved.
“You’re so pretty like this”
Her praises are the beginning of his favorite melody.
She lets her slightly cold fingers ghost above the skin of his chest and all the muscles in that place tense at it. A shiver runs from head to toe when she teases his lower stomach, resulting in a low moan swallowed by her lips. Sucrose leaves his mouth to press butterfly kisses into his neck, deliberately focusing in his star-shaped mark, knowing well enough that it has him seeing glimpses of actual stars whenever her tongue licks or her fangs graces the delicate skin in there. His hips accidentally grind in search of friction and Albedo winces, expecting the scolding for it, but instead Sucrose quietly laughs at his poor attempt.
“So impatient, my mentor”
Flushing from cheeks to nose, he’s sure there’s a light shade of red in the back of his neck too as his dick trembles in shame. She hums in contempt, viciously licking her lips and deciding to give him a little show for his entertainment.
Guiding him to sit with his legs extended on the bed, he sighs in relief from being released from the strain. Then Sucrose graciously takes her place with her legs at each side of his hips and any relief is thrown away when her clothes don’t let him feel her warm. Albedo hisses at the fabric, like that actually could do something about it - something he would definitely do if his hands were free -, but then she motions a light, testing grind, and every possible thought disconnects from his mind.
She’s pleased to have his attention again, locking her steady gaze with his unsteady one as she calmly lets her capes slide from her shoulders. Sucrose allows his voracious stare at the white, intact skin in there for a few seconds before moving on and letting her pale, mint green fluffy hair cascade under those very same shoulders until she rises away from him, just enough to undress comfortably and let the clothes fall into his lap on purpose, enjoying very much how desperate her adorable mentor looks right now. Golden hair a mess, skin glistening in sweat along his erratic breathing. Wanting to do so much to her, but knowing he’s so unable to. She knows, even more when he looks at her like she’s his whole world, and every rule he would follow until the end of times.
Once she’s completely naked, open to his unrelenting stare and has thrown away the clothes that were resting at his lap, a bit of pity surges in her chest.
“Tell me, what would you like me to do?”
Albedo is glad she asked, because he doesn’t know how much longer he could take of this, already so hard for her since the very beginning.
The situation isn’t fit to think so, but even when she threatens to cut his sanity away with her teasing, Sucrose still looks so harmless. Everything in her is made for him to think so, hair framing her small face and equally small shoulders, eyes big and looking at him with what would he believe to be innocence if he didn’t know any better, the bite in her lips giving away her desire to screw him completely.
Something, he very much wants her to do.
“Please let me be inside you” Albedo begs sincerely, far too deep to feel any shame in it, and then the need to be touched heightens from thinking of it, till he’s left rasping a desperate “Sucrose I need you”
She gives such a brilliant smile that it leaves him knocked out for an instant, until the air actually gets knocked out from his lungs when Sucrose suddenly lets herself down on him and it’s so good – and tight, and so, so hot – that tiny tears slide down his cheek from the buildup as he throws his head back in a long drawn out moan.
He loves it, even more when Sucrose wickedly smiles, and he knows she loves it just as much.
Up and down incredibly fast with a hand circling around her clit in search of her own pleasure, she rewards him with loud, breathy moans with the shape of his name in them. His lover doesn’t have mercy when it comes to milking down every drop out of him and Albedo thinks, he doesn’t want her to.
“A-Aah” Brows furrowed in pleasure, moans and wet claps freely resounding around the room, so teased there’s only one thing in his mind. All that he can’t express normally, he does when he’s like this, trembling from feeling every electricity bolt that goes from his dick to his head “I’m going to... Sucrose, I’m--!”
He can’t finish his line as he finishes deep inside of her, mind going blank and vision becoming blurry as intense pleasure shakes his body, Sucrose holds him tightly in a hug as he does so, moaning his name in his ear as she does too seconds later, body trembling from the powerful sensation born from endlessly teasing and eyes going backwards as she goes into oblivion with him.
They hold each other for a good time, until their breaths somewhat even out and the heat from their bodies becomes solely warm. She lazily disentangles her arms around his shoulders, going down to untie his wrists with expertise. Taking them into her hands, she rubs and massages them with care for now, later she will put some ointment there for his sake.
His eyes find hers, traces of tears left in his cheeks and she softly smiles.
“You were so good for me, Albedo”
Whispering, Sucrose kisses his abused wrists soothingly and he hums happily.
“I’m glad”
She pecks kisses in his hands and then in his cheeks, looking him with so much affection that doesn’t entirely fits in just her eyes.
“I love you so much”
Albedo tiredly smiles and then nuzzles in her shoulder, without minding one bit the sweat in it. Everything about her comforts him, from her voice to her eyes to how she can treat him in such a unique way he’s always left wanting more, but too tired to ask for it. Sucrose is so good at taking care of him, but today he doesn’t think he would be able to stay awake when she does so.
“I love you more”
As she slips away from him, she kisses him gently, barely lapping his swollen lips against her. Albedo would love to keep kissing her forever, but as sleeps takes a hold on him, he feels Sucrose separating and then kissing his forehead, telling him to not worry for cleaning up.
He tiredly nods, with Sucrose ruling his world, Albedo doesn’t need to worry one bit.