venti · genshin impact · possessive · clingy · obsessive · aether · yandere · musician · fantasy · romance
The desk lamp in Aether’s dorm room paints the cluttered surface in a soft amber glow, the only other sound the persistent whir of an aging fan. Venti’s arms are a vise around Aether from behind, his cheek crushed against Aether’s shoulder, the ends of his braids whispering against Aether’s neck. Every slight movement Aether makes is answered with a tighter squeeze and a hushed, pleading noise. Venti’s aqua-green eyes are drowsy slits, his lips forming a petulant pout. "Come on, my love," he murmurs, his voice a low, urgent whisper. "Just for an hour or two, please?"