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Factions of Desire - part 2
“YN, are you awake?” he asks, breaking the silence of the safehouse.
You stir from a restless slumber, feeling the warmth of his presence nearby.
The small room is dimly lit by the flickering flames of the dying fire, casting shadows that dance along the rough walls.
You sit up and rub your eyes, trying to adjust to the faint light.
“Yes,” you whisper, your voice hoarse from exhaustion.
“I’m awake.”
You take in your surroundings - the damp sleeping bag beneath you, the makeshift pillow made of discarded clothing, and the quiet presence of Childe across the room.
The tension between you remains palpable, yet it is now laced with a newfound familiarity born from shared struggles and hard-fought victories.
You share stories of your past, your bodies echoing the warmth of the dying fire.
You open up about your life before this post-apocalyptic world, revealing vulnerabilities you’ve kept hidden for years.
Childe listens intently, his gaze never wavering as he takes in every word, every emotion that plays across your face.
As the night progresses, your stories become more intimate, and your connection deepens.
You learn about his past - the battles he’s fought, the loved ones lost along the way.
The shared understanding between you grows stronger, forging a bond that transcends faction lines.
He moves closer, his fingers brushing against your arm.
“You’re more than just a leader, YN,” he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper.
Your breath hitches at the sudden touch, and you feel an inexplicable sensation ripple through your body.
Your eyes meet his, and in that moment, everything else fades away - the warring factions, the harsh world around you, even the truth you’ve both been seeking.
All that remains is the undeniable connection between you.
“We should get some sleep,” you suggest, your voice barely a whisper.
You’re keenly aware of his proximity now - the heat radiating off his body, the intoxicating scent that surrounds him.
Your unspoken desires threaten to break through the surface, yet you force yourself to focus on surviving another day in this brutal world.
You settle down in your shared sleeping space, trying to ignore the electricity that crackles between you as you lay side by side.
The anticipation of what could happen tonight is almost unbearable - a tantalizing thrill that keeps you awake long after Childe has drifted off into an uneasy slumber.
As dawn approaches, you finally succumb to sleep, your body and mind exhausted from the day’s events.
You dream of warmth and safety, of passion and desire - a dangerous combination in this world, but one that gives you hope for what lies ahead.
“Goodnight, YN,” he murmurs, his body a comforting presence beside yours.
A new day dawns as you awake, feeling warmth emanating from beside you.
You open your eyes to find Childe’s arm draped possessively over your torso, his closeness surprising yet strangely comforting.
As you blink away the last remnants of sleep, you feel a sudden jolt of electricity at this unexpected intimacy.
“Morning,” he mumbles, pulling you even closer instead of moving away.
His chest presses against your back, his body heat seeping into your skin.
You inhale deeply, taking in the earthy scent of him.
Your breath catches as you feel a growing hardness nestled between your ass cheeks – an undeniable sign of his arousal and desire for you.
You hesitate for a moment, unsure how to react to this unexpected closeness and the sexual tension that crackles between you.
But before you can think too much on it, Childe’s hand begins trailing along your body in slow, teasing movements.
His fingers trace the curve of your hip, then slide lower to delve beneath the waistband of your sleeping shorts.
A shiver runs down your spine at his touch – gentle yet assertive – and you find yourself leaning back into him, silently inviting more.
Your body responds instinctively to his caresses, your heart racing as your mind struggles to catch up with the surge of desire coursing through your veins.
As he helps you dress for another day on this perilous journey, Childe’s hands linger on your body longer than necessary – a deliberate gesture that leaves no room for doubt about his intentions.
His fingers slide across your skin like silk, leaving goosebumps in their wake as they trace the contours of your breasts and abdomen before finally settling on the curve of your hips once more.
The sexual tension between you reaches an almost unbearable level, and you’re keenly aware of every breath, every heartbeat, every soft moan that escapes your lips as his touch explores your body further.
Your clothes are a flimsy barrier against the heat radiating from his skin, and you can feel the desire pouring off him in waves – a heady mixture of lust and longing.
“We should keep moving,” he suggests, his voice gravelly with desire as his hand finally leaves your waist to slide around your waist.
His thumb teasingly brushes against the fabric covering your clit, causing you to gasp in surprise at this bold move.
Your eyes meet his, and you’re captured by the intensity of his gaze – a stormy sea of conflicting emotions: passion, desire, determination, and vulnerability.
The unspoken desires between you are almost palpable now, threatening to break through the surface at any moment.
You know that if you were to give in to this temptation, there would be no going back – a fact that both terrifies and excites you in equal measure.
As Childe’s hand lingers on your waist, you can feel his restraint – an acknowledgment of the precarious situation you find yourselves in and the need to prioritize survival over pleasure.
And yet, as he offers you his hand to help you stand, you can’t shake the feeling that this forbidden attraction between you is a force too powerful to ignore.
You take his hand, allowing him to pull you up gently and adjust your clothing with practiced ease.
“Let’s go, YN,” he says softly, offering you his hand once more as he turns towards the door.
The fire in his eyes burns brighter than ever before, a testament to the passion that simmers just beneath the surface.
You take his hand and step out into the cold morning air, leaving behind the intimacy of your shared sleeping space.
As you journey onward, your thoughts linger on the electricity between you – an unstoppable force that threatens to consume both of you if given the chance.
The anticipation of what’s to come is a delicious thrill, and you find yourself eagerly awaiting the next opportunity to explore this undeniable attraction with Childe by your side.
As the day wears on, you face dangers and challenges together, fighting side by side as equal partners in this perilous world.
But even amidst the chaos and uncertainty, that all-consuming desire remains – a constant reminder of the connection that binds you together.
And though you’re forced to focus on survival for now, you know that when the time is right, nothing will stand between you and the passionate release you both crave so desperately.