"After so long, your scent hasn't changed at all…"
In the dark alley, Stelle was pinned against the wall, his hands restrained above his head. The person buried his head in Stelle's neck, greedily sniffing the scent on Stelle.
Not even satisfied with just sniffing, the person also extended his tongue and slowly licked Stelle's exposed collarbone.
Stelle twisted his head uneasily, feeling the strange sensation below his neck, and his body gradually began to heat up.
He did not resist, because he couldn't resist; his body couldn't muster even a tiny bit of strength.
"Ro-Rosaria, stop…"
Yes, that person was Rosaria. Stelle didn't know if he was passing by coincidentally or had been ambushing for a long time, but no matter what, he and Rosaria couldn't be in a place like this.
"I prefer to say no to those who refuse me." Rosaria's lips curved into an arch, and he looked down at Stelle, his body pressing closer.
One leg squeezed between Stelle's legs, and the softness of both bodies was compressed and deformed.
The other hand, which had been misbehaving beneath Stelle, gradually moved upwards, caressing Stelle's cheek.
"Don't worry, at this time, in this place, no one will come." Rosaria said, while pulling down Stelle's jacket.
He had been very busy lately, because after the Dragon Disaster ended, Mondstadt became busy again, and many people from various countries came to Mondstadt.
Among them, there were quite a few with ill intentions.
This led to him being active at night and resting during the day recently. Let alone looking for Stelle, he rarely even returned to the nun's dormitory.
But the recent meteorite incident actually gave him a period of rest, and the long-suppressed impulses in his heart began to resurface once again.
Of course, seeing Stelle tonight was purely a coincidence; he hadn't expected Stelle to take this road today.
Rosaria didn't think much and simply pulled him over.
His movements were clean and precise, just like how those ill-intentioned foreigners in Mondstadt disappeared every time.
"I heard you've been quite popular with the ladies recently." Rosaria leaned into Stelle's ear and slowly whispered.
"No, nothing of the sort…" Stelle's body stiffened instantly.
On one hand, it was because of the warm breath from Rosaria's mouth against his ear, and on the other hand, it was because of the question Rosaria asked.
"Oh? What about that captain of the Reconnaissance Company?"
"It, it was an accident!" Stelle made a meaningless struggle, stammering.
"Is that so? What about those two people you've been with recently?"
"We haven't done anything yet, don't talk nonsense…"
This was true; other than the morning with Fischl when he couldn't resist kissing and hugging her, he hadn't done anything to those two.
And it was Fischl herself who was curious about what that feeling was like; he just satisfied Fischl's curiosity, and it also allowed Fischl to get a good night's sleep…
"It's alright, I'm a latecomer anyway, so I don't mind a few more people, but…" Rosaria finally broke through all of Stelle's defenses, staring into Stelle's golden eyes, he licked his lips.
"The more people there are in the future, the less time I'll get, so I have to cherish every single moment."
The implication was, simply put, he was going to have a really good time tonight.
Saying that, Rosaria picked Stelle up and placed him on a discarded trash can nearby.
"Don't worry, I've cleaned it already, it's very clean here."
But it will probably get dirty in a while.
After one night -
"This is truly strange, why hasn't he arrived yet." Mona stood at the entrance of Mondstadt, arms crossed, watching the people coming and going on the street ahead.
She was getting a little impatient. The time they had agreed upon with Stelle had long passed, but Stelle's figure was still nowhere to be seen.
Did Stelle oversleep?
Or was something delaying him on the way?
It couldn't be that something unexpected happened on the way, could it?
The public order in Mondstadt is very good. Besides the patrolling Knights, there is even the existence of the Darknight Hero at night. There shouldn't be any accidents, right…?
The more Mona thought about it, the more anxious he became. Just as he was about to ask the Knights of Favonius for help in finding him, he finally saw that gray figure in the distance.
"Sorry, Mona, I'm late." Stelle hurried over, apologizing endlessly to Mona.
"Did you oversleep? Why are you so late?" Mona asked, frowning slightly.
"Uh, well, I guess you could say I overslept…" Stelle rubbed his head awkwardly.
Leaving aside what happened last night, after he woke up in Rosaria's nun's dormitory this morning, he was dragged by Rosaria to do it again until he was satisfied.
Although Rosaria was different from Jean, he was always high-offense and low-defense. After he was exhausted, Stelle could easily regain the initiative.
But Rosaria still wore Stelle out considerably. After all, he was a nun who did work that couldn't see the light of day, so he had great strength and stamina.
Stelle had just run all this way to Mona's front, and his legs were still trembling.
"Never mind, let's go quickly. I've had some inspiration regarding that Constellation. It might take a long time today, so remember to be prepared." Mona glanced at Stelle, seeing that he indeed looked a bit tired, and didn't press further.
"Don't worry, if anyone wants to disturb you, they'll have to step over my corpse!" Stelle said to Mona with a determined expression.
"You don't have to be like that. Besides, there are mostly just Hilichurls and such nearby; it won't come to that." Mona said to Stelle, exasperated.
The two of them tidied up and headed towards the high cliff from yesterday.
…
"The weather today isn't bad, though not as good as yesterday…" Mona looked up at the sky and couldn't help but sigh.
His divination was largely affected by the weather.
"Oh, by the way, you brought camping gear, right? We might not return to the city tonight." Mona turned his head and asked Stelle again.
He thought Stelle should remember this; he had specifically reminded Stelle when they parted last night.
"Camping?!" Stelle stopped, his eyes widening slightly.
He had forgotten, forgotten completely.
Rosaria had directly intercepted him yesterday, and after a lot of fuss, took him back to the nun's dormitory. In the morning, there was another fuss, and after it was over, he still had to find a way to escape without being seen by other nuns.
Otherwise, there would be no way to explain his relationship with Rosaria.
In short, after all that, he only remembered that he was going to be late, and couldn't possibly remember anything about camping.
"You wouldn't happen to be…" Mona raised his eyebrows, and the look in his eyes gradually changed as he looked at Stelle.
"I, I'm sorry." Stelle lowered his head guiltily.
"Sigh, never mind. My tent can sleep two people anyway. Let's just make do tonight." Mona sighed helplessly.
But for some reason, he felt a sense of happiness instead.
"Thank you, Mo…" Stelle's words suddenly stopped abruptly, and his expression stiffened.
The two of them sharing a tent, this, is something going to happen?!
"What's wrong?" Mona looked at Stelle, puzzled.
"No, nothing." Stelle quickly shook his head.
Thinking carefully, he had just been with Rosaria this morning… He was in his sage mode, so nothing should happen tonight.
Nothing should happen… right?
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