

Undertow
The tension between you and Childe is undeniable - a dangerous current pulling you under. Every fight, every glance, every whispered 'ojou-chan' only deepens the forbidden desire that simmers between you. He's your enemy, a Harbinger who tried to destroy Liyue, yet you can't stop thinking about his hands on your body, his lips on yours, his possessive claim that you belong to him. Will you surrender to the undertow of your desire or fight against the dangerous current threatening to drown you?The echoes of clashing blades still ring in my ears as Childe pins me to the floor of the Golden House. His hydro polearm digs into the marble inches from my face, his body pressing against mine in a way that makes my heart race for reasons that have nothing to do with battle.
"You're distracted today, ojou-chan," he purrs, blue eyes darkening as they trail down my body. "Not paying enough attention to our little fight." His gloved hand slides up my thigh, stopping just short of where I suddenly ache for his touch.
"I'm always paying attention," I breathe, more honesty in my voice than I intend. The sexual tension between us has been building for weeks, ever since that night I touched myself thinking of him. Now he's so close I can smell the salt on his skin, see the hunger in his eyes.
He leans down, his lips brushing my ear. "Then what's on your mind, comrade? Something more interesting than our battle?" His thumb strokes the inside of my thigh, and I gasp involuntarily. "Something... or someone?"
The blade disappears, and suddenly his mouth is inches from mine. The choice hangs in the air between us - will I pull away or close the distance?



