I Keep my Special Boys in the Cave [Genshin Childe/Bennett/Heizou]

[CRYBABY]

Although the Harbinger was not very open about his appreciation for the gift he received, Childe genuinely liked the pearl. It was large enough for him to utilize effectively, it was beautiful so he wouldn’t hate looking at it, but most importantly it had come as a show of affection from his precious little Benny, proving to the man that even when he wasn’t around Bennett had him in mind. He placed the pearl delicately on the table in front of him while the boy crawled to him like a good pet.

As soon as the other got situated in his lap–squirming a little too much causing Childe’s cock to twitch in anticipation of what lap sitting usually lead to–long, slender fingers snaked their way down Bennett’s hips to his inner thighs, practically resting against the boy’s clothed cunt.

Childe’s patience thinned the longer Heizou overlooked him to continue offering guided excursions to Bennett. The little detective was way over his head with whatever he was trying to do here, be it ‘saving’ the ash-blond or trying to take him from Childe for himself… regardless, he was going to fail. Whether the detective came out of this alive was entirely up to him.

Interrupting Benny from responding at Heizou offering use of his waverider by placing two fingers over the boy’s lips, his empty blue eyes bore into Heizou, a threatening smirk crossing his soft features, “That’s very kind of you to offer, Detective, but there is no need. I will be accompanying Benny on his adventure’s from here on out, no one will be taking advantage of him as I am very familiar with the inner workings of Inazuma’s transportation system,” his eyes darkened, lips pulled up to reveal slightly fanged teeth as he continued, “you’d be wise not to speak of mora as if I couldn’t buy you from your superiors at the Tenryou Commission.” Childe could feel his skin heat up as he spoke, the demon inside of him demanding retribution for this blatant disrespect, but Childe was a civilized man having mastered the ability to remain calm even under the most pressuring circumstances. Taking in the scent of Bennett’s dried sweat from his long day of adventuring was enough to keep the Harbinger under control for now. "However, if you wish to take us both with you on this little waverider excursion, we could hardly pass up such a generous tour from a local."

[DirtyDeku]

Oh! They were doing this in front of Heizo, then? Bennett isn't entirely convinced that he'll be quiet about what he's seeing unfold in front of him, but at the same time he feels like Heizo probably would have left already if he was so disgusted he couldn't even look at them. Not that he'd get very far, but... still. He would try, Bennett assumes. Hell, Childe would probably turn Heizo into mashed beets if he went on and on about taking them around Inazuma much longer. Bennett wouldn't want to listen to somebody dancing around the obvious tension in the air if he'd spent hours discussing about how his former coworker fucked up, but it did kinda suck that he was actually intrigued by Heizo's offer. When was the next time he'd be in Inazuma? It's not like he had any reason to be there in the first place-- he'd just fallen into a position that happened to get him there eventually.

Childe gives him a pretty hard to ignore signal to stop talking, so he does, albeit with a little whine. That disappointment only lasts for a moment once he hears Childe bluff-- well, maybe, Bennett could never really figure out what the Fatui would allow and what they wouldn't-- with what Bennett could tell was a threatening expression despite not actually seeing his face. Buying Heizo from the Tenryou Commission? That sounded like it'd be a lot of trouble, just from a general standpoint, but it also made him think back to that trip to Liyue again...

The idea of paying for a night of... recreational activities, wasn't new to Bennett, but he'd never been in the middle of it happening. Not that he'd been propositioned-- him accompanying Childe seemed like it had made it clear he wasn't one of the young men 'for sale'. Bennett wasn't sure where else that sort of thing happened, and had assumed they were just off-shore to avoid legalities. Seemed a bit strange to conduct that sort of business on such a flashy vessel, but maybe the point was to attract attention... they were technically discussing merchant sorts of things between acts of obscenity.

"I don't think he's-- You shouldn't just assume somebody will..." He goes quiet, unsure for a moment what to even continue with. Perhaps it was possible Heizo wasn't being truthful about what he actually did for a living, but he's not the type of person to automatically assume somebody is lying even if he had enough hints that pointed to that. He also has a hand threatening to slip under the waistband of his shorts and it's only making it harder to think. "Um, I guess it's asking a lot from you but please don't tell anybody about me and Childe traveling together. I really do go on these business trips with him willingly! I also don't want you to have to be, um... J-Just keep it a secret, okay?"

[cynnabnnuy]

The detective felt like he was actively watching the sinking, flaming ship of opportunity crumble apart with each word spoken. Childe was tearing everything apart, making it clear there were very few right moves in the game they were dancing around. His lifeless, piercing eyes kept the teen still in his spot by the table, even the minute fidgeting of his fingers stalling when he was spoken to. As confident as he may be, he knew damn well he was in over his head and barely held himself back from saying something even more brainless and pushing. He needed to come to terms with knowing he was beaten, so why was he still so intent on pushing?

Maybe it was the building ache between his legs or the way watching the man's fangs glint between parting lips made his chest tighten, breath hitching in his throat. Or, maybe it was the pity he felt for the younger boy, he wasn't sure. Deciphering himself wasn't as simple as decoding someone else. But, he broke himself from his faltering state at the comment of mora, a coughed-out hum escaping his throat before he made the demented idea of continuing to press.
"While I'll gladly cease the discussion of currency, I almost can't help myself from encouraging you to try. As much as I'd like to see that, or try to ascertain your reasoning behind the bluff, though, my Waverider can most definitely accommodate you both. I'd simply hate to bother such a busy man, is all."

Bullshit, but, surprisingly, he was invested in Not dying, and also saving things, somehow. Not that he could really understand what there was to salvage. Nevertheless, he still tried, as futile as it may prove to be. His attention turned back to the face of the boy across from him, though, his own still tinged as he kept his grip on his pant legs taut. There was no way he'd offer the gratification of showing interest. There's no way he'd be interested! This was wrong! He was completely against such things!

He paused when the boy spoke, though, lips pursed into a thin line once more as Bennett made a request. It... was unpleasant hearing how deeply engrained his mentality had become. But considering he'd yet to even try and leave to inform his superiors, the thought of how sickening he, himself, was had become a shout too loud to ignore in his brain. Still, he kept his thoughts to himself, refusing to display any of them as he hummed quietly. "I don't believe it'd be in anyone's best interest for me to mention that to anyone, regardless of my stance on the matter. You can rest assured the only one to put your... dynamic on display will be Childe himself."

[CRYBABY]

Despite the concern his young companion held, Childe was almost certain that Heizou wasn’t going to squeal about their little situationship. In fact, the redhead had a sneaking suspicion that Heizou was somehow interested in their dynamic, given his stiff posture and the noticeable flush on his cheeks the moment Bennett came to sit in the Harbinger’s lap. Plus what other reason would he have for staying despite the clearly uncomfortable situation he was put in? Childe was not particularly looking for another toy but he also wasn’t opposed to using the detective to his advantage… he rather liked the idea of watching.

Childe squeezed Bennett’s inner thigh as a show of appreciation for the compliance, lowering his fingers back to their spot on the boy's lap. At the detective’s response, Childe’s demeanor changed suddenly, almost frighteningly fast given the intense threat just moments ago, his features returning to their playful repose he gave Heizou a politicians smile, “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were looking for a chance to be wanted, desired.. How long has it been since someone cared enough to pursue you, saw your worth beyond your skill set that they could use to their advantage? Such a shame you’re not my type,” he was quiet for a moment, not particularly waiting on a response just studying the other’s face before he continued, “a busy, busy man I am,” he feigned a sigh, “but for Benny and his new little friend, I’ll make time.”

He could feel the tension in the air, almost taste it. How delicious. He never expected for another little bunny to fall prey to his traps so easily and with little to no effort from the Fatuus. This trip to Inazuma may prove to be more interesting than he had hoped.

A light kiss was placed on the side of Bennett’s face, right up against his ear. It was so cute, so endearing, how the young adventurer nearly begged for Heizou to keep things underwrap. Whether that was to protect the detective or himself, Childe wasn’t quite sure. All he knew was it didn’t matter who knew about them, there aren’t many who would question a Fatui Harbinger on such a trivial matter; and if any did, Childe knew exactly how to reconcile. “Good choice,” he grinned, running his hands up and down his companion's legs slowly almost tauntingly, “Bennett really enjoys our time together, I’d hate for anyone to take that away from him.”

[DirtyDeku]

Their negotiation-- err... is it really negotiation when there's a looming threat?-- seems to go pretty well, all things considered. He'd hate to be a wanted man so far away from home. He's pretty sure he'd get a communal ass-whooping if he brought so much trouble to sunny 'ol Mondstadt. Or he'd end up going on the run with Childe. That sort of thing is cool in books, not so much in practice. That's like olympic level homelessness. Not to mention they stuck out like a sore thumb to most people-- anime protagonists disease is real. Who else is going to see a tall ginger man dressed in foreign clothing and a white-haired teenager tripping over his own existence and think 'naw, that isn't them'?

Childe knows how to get what he wants, and that isn't really a surprise considering his position. He made sliding their way past officials and disappearing in crowds as simple as tying his shoes. ...Strapping up his boots? Bennett had been certain he could tell when somebody was tricking him or didn't actually like him as much as they said, but that sense has been whittled down the longer he spent with Childe. He knew Childe liked him, at least enough to consider him a step higher than plaything, but others? Childe was probably working it into his brain that nobody else could ever love him like he does. Healthy relationships in my Genshin? Hell naw. Heizo seemed like an honest person though, even though he was being held at bow-point. It would be hard to go on and on about something like that if he was making shit up on the spot.

"Having a local show us around would probably be better than just stumbling our way across the islands..." He chimes in, fingertips tracing the metal detail on the back of one of Childe's gloves. He wore them for a pretty obvious reason, but they were admittedly pretty funny in the fact that they didn't cover his whole hand. As if he might take one off and slap the sense out of somebody like an old timey cartoon. "Should we talk about what we're all having for dinner or--"

He's a teenager, so leave it to him to think of food while Childe is teasing him through his shorts. Though, to be fair it was more of an attempt to keep the two from leaping up to fight to the death. Bennett could make a recovery dish but he'd rather not. Why eat Mondstadt cuisine here? Not to mention sliding an egg into a lifeless mouth is... unsettling. He's had to use his fingers to push it down a couple of his friends back in Mondstadt's throat before. Eugh...

He coyly turns his head and leans up and back, whispering I promise I'm not ignoring you, so please play nice? into the Harbinger's ear, pushing his bottom lip out when he pulls back and looks the other in the face.

[cynnabnnuy]

The thought posed by a politically civil smile and a voice more tempting than a honeytrap made the boy grimace. That... That wasn't what he'd meant, right? He knew that shouldn't even be a question if it wasn't the case, but... Why? Why was that enough to make him question his resolve more than he already had? Fuck. Fuck! No. No, no, no. This was not okay, what they were doing was wrong, and he couldn't condone that! He didn't need someone to pursue him- he had all his energy and more invested in his career. He couldn't have even spared anything if someone did happen to want him in that sort of way.

"Ah, right, of course. And I imagine I'm not your type because I've aged out of your ideal target range?" Snipping back, he huffed at the man's insults to his desirability and moved to cross his arms over his chest. He knew he was perfectly attractive! He didn't need some fucking *ginger* making him question that.

His nose scrunched slightly with a sneer at the response to him not divulging anything, distinctly ignoring the way the man stroked the younger boy's legs. "Right, of course he's the one whose enjoyment you're worried about. Sounds entirely accurate." Gross. Disgusting, even. Bur his eyes were rolled and he huffed again, taking a moment to compose himself before smiling at Bennett again. "Anyway, it's up to you. I'd love to show you around, and Childe is more than welcome to join, but talking about dinner sounds like a great way to divert our attention from the matters at hand."

[CRYBABY]

The man chuckled, knowing he achieved the desired result with the young detective. Boy’s were so easy to rattle. “You got it, I only have eyes for fourteen year old Mondstadt adventurer’s with white hair and captivating bright green eyes. If you find anyone fitting that description, Detective, please let me know.” He couldn’t help but laugh again, suddenly perceiving Heizou as a threat to his precious Bennett was ridiculous. It was very clear that in no way could this low-ranking detective offer even a fraction of what Childe could give to the boy seated perfectly in his lap. So he’d let them have their fun, traveling across Inazuma together with Childe trailing closely behind.

An affectionate tinge in the man’s chest bloomed as Bennett played with the metal detail on his glove; something the Harbinger adored. Childe was blatantly possessive of the other, leaving scratches, cuts from his swords, bite marks all over the boy… and if it wasn’t already very obvious the way he treated him when in the company of potential threats. But Bennett showed his claim on the Harbinger in more subtle ways, ways he probably didn’t even know were possessive. The way he played with the other’s clothing, how–depending on Childe’s mood–Bennett could ask and receive almost anything, the way he’d bend to the Harbinger’s will without a fight–most of the time. To Childe these things were very obvious signs that the pair was tied together by some twisted, burnt, fucked up string.

Back to the now, Bennett whispering in his ear, asking the Fatuus for a rather large favor in exchange for what exactly? Childe would have to ask later or.. Well, he did owe the boy a reward for complying with his instruction this morning… “You have been such a good boy for me, Benny..” he said low before pressing his lips against the other’s pout, slowly dragging his teeth along the boy’s bottom lip as they parted, “...I suppose I can comply.” Sharp eyes shot a look at Heizou choosing to ignore his sass for the adventurer’s sake. The Harbinger kept a smile on his face, “Dinner does sound good, what would the local recommend? You must be famished considering all the really important detective work you did today.”

[DirtyDeku]

Bennett was definitely possessive, even if he didn't admit it. He'd probably have withdrawals if he stayed away from the Harbinger for too long, or at least be bored by the lack of whatever the fuck Childe was getting up to on a daily basis. Even just listening to him about growing up in Snezhnaya or his handful of siblings was entertaining, especially the way he fabricated to avoid telling Teucer the truth. He'd probably come up with it on the spot, and Bennett was more than amused by him juggling a bunch of lies. He didn't really have much to hide from Bennett anymore, but he was so charismatic that the Mondstadter probably wouldn't even mind. If he said that Whopperflowers were friendly and that Seelies were mean in Snezhnaya, Bennett might as well believe him just to have something to do when they were stuck doing something that wasn't nearly as eventful as going after the lower-level Fatui agents that were acting up or getting information out of somebody by any means possible.

He's sunk his own teeth into Childe more than a handful of times, whether it be in the middle of a fight or while they were fucking. To him, it was probably the most possessive action he could do, besides maybe like... getting married? Bennett isn't really interested in doing that though, it all seemed like a lot of legal business that wasn't really worth the outcome. He'd rather just gnaw on Childe like a chew toy and hope somebody made the connection that those tiny bitemarks were his. It wasn't like the Harbinger was shy about who he was involved with, though. He might as well plaster flyers all over showing Bennett off like a lost cat.

"Thank you," He nods his head once their lips part, glad he doesn't have to pry them apart. For now, anyways. Plus it'd probably be more like him sitting on the side and just kinda watching, poking them with his sword like a stick every once in a while to make sure neither of them actually died. It'd also be pretty awkward just having dinner over a corpse like it was any other day. At least Hilichurls turned to dust when they died... "I found berries and these weird purple things earlier-- I think they're some kinda fruit? And a bug, but I don't think the bug is edible. Razor'll probably still try to eat it though..."

He thinks outloud, face scrunching up in thought. Bug eating was probably not a custom here, but it's not like they weren't straight protein for the most part. The guy he'd avoided earlier had seemed pretty stoked to find one. "We also have the basics, of course-- flour, meat, cheese, that sorta thing. I snagged a bottle of fire water from Angel's Share, too."

[cynnabnnuy]

He felt like a third wheel. Alongside all the disgust and feelings he didn't want to delve into, he felt like a fucking third wheel to this creep and the child on his lap. It was humiliating and revolting all at once, and he was unable to separate himself from them in the slightest. His eyes remained observant, but his lips pressed together, his expression somewhere between frustration and bewilderment at how easily Bennett simply carried on as if he weren't being assaulted.

"The fruit is lavender melon, and the bug is likely an onikabuto, some of the locals will do beetle fights with them." Explaining simply, his brow arched at the boy's list, perplexed briefly before speaking again. "There's a restaurant nearby, Shimura's, that has a good variety. I can certainly run out and pick y- us up some grilled unagi fillets and yakisoba. There's also the Kiminami Restaurant that's closer, but she offers fewer options and one of them is a dish the traveler brought, so Shimura is the better option if you're looking to eat like a local." He spoke curtly, almost fumbling a word as he moved to stand cautiously. "If you'd like, I can do that now, since I'm sure you also must be famished, what with all the strenuous conversations you've had since your arrival."

While mocking the man in return for the condescension, he did want to go out for the items. It'd be a good breather, even if he knew it'd be a foolish idea to try and run while out. Still, he wanted the reprieve of fresh air and a brisk jog to pick them up the meal.

[CRYBABY]

The Harbinger had never even considered something so trivial as marriage. Given his position in the Fatui and his, ahem, special interests marriage just did not seem like something he wanted to get wrapped up in. It seemed too.. Tame? Too modest? He couldn’t quite pinpoint the feeling. Either way it wasn’t feasible and quite frankly he wasn’t interested… he was a simple man with simple desires, and those desires happened to be Bennett’s undivided attention, the Tsaritsa’s approval, and the world handed to him on a silver platter.

Childe nodded along as Bennett spoke. He often liked listening to the boy think aloud, he had so many little friends in Mondstadt that he’d talk about often enough it was like Tartaglia knew them intimately too. Which wouldn’t be such a bad thing, there were plenty of times when the redhead was writing home to his siblings that he mentioned Bennett. He kept it PG-13, of course, finding it inappropriate to discuss his … affairs with them but having his siblings at least know the name of the great Mondstadter Adventurer Childe spent so much time with was good enough. “I’d like to hear more about what you did today, Bennett, perhaps you can share some stories over dinner?”

Heizou was quick to educate the other on what he found during today’s adventure but he was even quicker to offer to leave to get food even though there was perfectly good food at the house. Now that Childe was done taunting the other teen, he didn’t want him to go. Things were just getting started and he was beginning to like the little brat. There was no guarantee that Heizou would return to them if Tartaglia allowed him to leave alone, “Why don’t you take Bennett along? Wouldn’t want you to get lost on your way back to us,” he winked, “Plus I think he’d like seeing the city at night, it’s quite beautiful.” Not quite a suggestion, more like a demand, which seemed fitting for the Harbinger but Childe wouldn’t push the matter further if Heizou insisted on going alone. Tartaglia was interested in obedient pets, after all.