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lady kusanali was at the house of daena today. alhaitham was, too. only she wasnt there alone, she was hovering around the new scholar from vahumana whilst he was busying himself with paperwork. alhaitham couldn’t take his eyes off her. to him, she seemed to glow compared to the presence of the other scholars, her silver hair bouncing as she moved. she was smiling as she watched the man work, pointing out things from time to time that caused him to grumble and rewrite.
it was clear they were close. normally alhaitham wouldnt care for things like this, but ever since that person joined the vahumana darshan, lady kusanali’s never left his side. it annoyed him greatly.
lady kusanali was his .
maybe stepping down as the acting grand sage was a mistake. they had worked closely together, and since then he couldnt help his feelings towards her anymore.
she was everything he could want in a woman, and when she would approach him about work, that warm smile on her face, always so glad to see him, he was sure she recognized his feelings.
only now does he find out he was mistaken, and he felt angry with her and humiliated with himself that he thought his goddess was reciprocating his advances.
he’s made a fool out of himself, and his archon’s focused on someone else now.
alhaitham could feel his glare intensifying as he stared at the two from the other corner of the room. it feels as if she’s doing this on purpose. she wont get away with this , he thought bitterly.
later that day, he requested audience with her, to which she approved of almost immediately, the other sages relaying the message to him. “lady kusanali is waiting,” theyd said.
he entered her sanctuary and she was there, sitting on the elevated platforms in the room. “alhaitham,” she rises, folding her hands in front of her. she offers him a shy smile.
acting so innocent when you know what you did , he thought as he approached her.
“my lady.” he bowed his head. he looked at her and she seemed flustered. her cheeks were red as well as the tips of her ears. “i apologize if this isnt about work…i’ve noticed you seem to be close with that vahumana scholar.”
“oh…i think so. im reviewing his thesis.” her answer was plain. alhaitham narrowed his eyes. playing favoritism. private consultations. it wasnt hard to deduce what she really meant by that. and to admit it all in front of him…
he was slowly closing in on her and his goddess looked flustered. why? it was just him. “my lady. dont lie to me.” she looked confused.
“what do you…?”
“youre seeing him.”
from her ever growing knowledge of humans, she deduced what he meant. “n-no!” she replied frantically. alhaitham kept staring her down. “no, im not…involved with anyone in that way.” she averted his gaze.
the dark cloud blinding his rationality was getting bigger. not involved with anyone? lady kusanali— nahida , was his . what doesnt she understand about that?
“alhaitham,” nahida’s voice cuts through his thoughts. he locks eyes with her and sees her beautiful face is twisted into worry. “why are you so upset?”
“youre mine ,” he hisses, seizing her thin wrist. nahida lets out a surprised squeak. he backs her against one of the pillars in her sanctuary. nahida is rattled, unable to do much but stare at him in shock. “alhaitham—wait—“
he slots his leg between her bare thighs, nahida squeaking in surprise again. “ oh !”
“has he fucked you yet?”
“wha—what are you saying?!” she said in a panicked voice.
“answer me.”
“n-no! h-he has not!”
“then, ill be the one to take your first.” he stared her down as he pulled down the neckline of her dress. “i shouldve done this sooner.” he says more to himself as he exposes her chest to the cold air of her sancutary. strong hands squeezed her breasts and nahida squeaked in a panic. she looked up at him and alhaitham closed the distance between them.
his tongue fought its way into her mouth and nahida couldnt do much but groan around his angry kiss. she had imagined sharing a kiss with him before, but it was never in this kind of context— what’s gotten into him?!
she shook. her tiny hands flew to his wrists as she tried to pry his hands off her, groaning when he pinched and pulled on her nipples. she squeezed her thighs together as she felt his leg push up against her crotch.
“alhaitham—please—what’s wrong?! this is—” she pleaded, the man much too strong for her to pry herself free from. she fears her protests fell onto his uncaring ears. she felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes.
she had promised not to, but alhaitham really isnt listening to her. she focuses her energy and tries to read his mind—but finds a dark void where he mutters her name like some kind of prayer—or in this case, a curse, along with flashing visions of what he’d like to do to her. he was well beyond proper reasoning. it frightened her.
alhaitham must’ve noticed her reading his mind because he withdraws his leg and stares her down, his gaze a threat. a cold sweat runs through her. “i’ve told you not to read my mind, my lady,” he threatens, seizing nahida’s small hand, “but if you really want to know what i’m thinking,” he guides it to his crotch and nahida squeaks in panic at the growing hardness in his pants.
“a-alhaitham,” she says, still trying to reason. “w-we can do this a-another time, okay? im not—i dont—l-lets just talk first— eek!” a shriek escapes her mouth as his hands tore at her white dress, the fabric falling to the floor as he exposes her bare cunt. he hoists nahida up an elevated platform and pushes her on her back. “spread your legs.” he commands.
at this point there’s really no way to reason with him. nahida tearfully does what he says, she freezes when his large hands spread the folds of her cunt open. he bends down so his breath is hot in her ear. “a reminder,” his voice is a low rumble in nahida’s stomach. she shuts her eyes and bites her lip. “that you are mine , my lady.”
two of his thick fingers push inside her tight cunt, which make her breath hitch and her back arch. despite herself, nahida lets out a surprised moan. that seemed to satisfy him. “see…if only you’d just returned my feelings, i’d make you feel this good whenever you wanted,” he breathes as he stretches her cunt open. nahida couldnt help the sounds she was making, his fingers curl in on themselves and graze a particular spot inside her, making her moan even louder, her cunt becoming wetter with each thrust. she tries pushing alhaitham’s hand away. “a-alhaitham, please— ahn !”
“bet that scholar couldnt get his fingers this deep in you, can he?” he thrusts and nahida shakes as she climaxes by his hand, her whole body shook as came undone, feeling pathetic that as scared as she was of her scribe in this moment, she couldnt deny his fingers felt so good inside of her. it felt humiliating. “alhaitham,” she says her name again, and it really gets him going. “please, no more…” she sobs.
alhaitham positions himself between nahida’s thighs and her eyes widen at the sight. his dick rests against her bare stomach, the head reaching her navel. it wont fit inside me , she thinks. it throbs and she feels her clit twitch at the sensation. she cries, feeling how hot her cunt is getting just from the throb of alhaitham’s dick against her.
what a sight he gets to behold. a few people get to see their archon in complete disarray like this. she was almost completely naked, save for a waistband under her small breasts that seemed to hold onto whatever fabric was left of her dress. her bare cunt was pink and puffy. fat tears rolled off her cheeks as she trembled, while his hands encircled her small waist. he says nothing as nahida begs him to stop, instead guiding the head of his dick to push inside of her waiting cunt.
he breaches her walls and nahida tightens immediately, a miserable cry escaping her mouth. it seemed music to his ears. his goddess was finally claimed by him. he felt a rush of emotion at this realization and pushed inside further until his hips were
flush to hers. he lets out a satisfied groan and leans down to wait for her cunt to adjust to his size, feeling her hot cunt squeeze around him. “my lady,” he groans out, breathless. he cups nahida’s small face and she’s crying, eyes shut, lips trembling. “look at me, my lady.” his tone is vicious and it makes his goddess open her eyes, those emerald pools filled with fear as she looked up at him. alhaitham kisses her forehead.
his thrusts hard into her, nahida locking her legs behind his waist (well, tries to) and holding onto him as best as she can, the force of him too much for her. this pleases him greatly. she can do nothing but moan his name and shake, taking whatever alhaitham was giving her. his moans and sighs of pleasure seem to mix with her own loud moans. her cunt was hot and tight and the way she squeezed him made him almost mad with his desire. his skin slapped against hers with every thrust he made. he could never get enough of her. he’ll make her feel good every time.
his grunting was hot in her ear. she could feel something coming inside her. “alhaitham—“ she said, but he thrusted into her and hit her a certain spot inside her, causing her to arch her back and moan— he seemed to like it. that weird feeling was back again. “alhaitham! something’s—something is—“ she whined.
she was once again ignored until alhaitham thrusted particularly hard into her and she saw stars.
his goddess came undone for him. he watched nahida shake and moan his name, her tiny hands gripping the fabric of his shirt as she climaxed under him. a string of clear fluid gushed out of her cunt and she cried miserably. “ nooo ,” she whined. the corner of his mouth curved into a sinister, triumphant smirk.
he finishes inside her moments later, her cunt squeezed around him and soon he buried himself inside his goddess as deep as he can, nahida’s stomach bulging from his size. alhaitham groans her name too, as he came inside her, filling her poor cunt with his hot load.
they stay like that, his arms possessively wrapped around her as he came down from the high.
nahida looks about ready to pass out. satisfied, he pulls himself out of her and watches his own cum leak outside of her cunt and down her thigh—had there ever been any records of demi-archons in teyvat? maybe theirs will be the first, if she’s ever able to bear his child.
alhaitham wipes his dick on her dress and covers her body with it. “tomorrow, my lady,” he says. “the house of daena. the farthest corner of the library. i’ll be waiting.”
as he exits her sanctuary, he makes sure to relay to the sages that lady kusanali wishes not to be bothered for the rest of the day, and entry to her sanctuary is forbidden until she says otherwise.
the next day, alhaitham is at the house of daena again. lady kusanali is, too. the scholar she’s overseeing however, is not.
he turns the corner and his goddess waits for him, back resting against the bookshelf that’s hidden from the visitors to the grand library. she looks reluctant, nervous. alhaitham steps into the shadows and she turns to him.
nahida approaches him and gets on her knees before him.