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Furina de Fontaine. The 'fake' hydro archon, human counterpart of the late hydro archon. Played a role as a god for 500 years. Her role was to play. Save Fontaine. After the trial, she wanted nothing to do with her role. Freedom. Ironic. Justice makes you bound. But she sought-after freedom.
Free. She is finally free. From the never ending masquerade. Of being a god. For the people of Fontaine. But it's fine. For them, she did it. For Fontaine, for it's people, for justice, for the sinners.
This place it's small. But perfect. Cozy, comfortable and nice. She can be a shut-in, or a hikikomori. Though they share the same name... Her, sweets, magazines, books, a few plants... Because Neuvillette will pay. They still haven't separated. She doesn't make money.
She lied in the bed. Reading a magazine. The civil war in inazuma died out.. all areas, except Tsurumi island is open for visitors. Foreigners can easily get in and out of inazuma... She can now travel? Yes, she can. Furina is free. But going out scares her. People sometimes stand at her door. Knocking. Some leaving nasty stuff. She needs a break. Is it the cancel culture? But, does she have money? Not much. But enough to travel...
Should she ask him? For extra money... No, asking sounds weird. Maybe she should use her allowance... Why does Neuvillette gives it to her? Who knows. Maybe a trip to a faraway land can finally give her peace, for awhile. Furina will do it.
A week later
Furina managed to save just enough for the trip. Now the most hardest part. Traveling through Sumeru desert. There is a change of plan. She will infact spend two days in both Liyue and Sumeru. Buy their most popular sweets.
The Sumeru desert was harsh on her. But the beauty was worth it. The beautiful Oasis. the beautiful tree that suddenly changed its shade. Sumeru is both exotic and beautiful. At last in Sumeru city. A loud, lively city. What a lovely bright day to be in Sumeru. She tries all the sweets rose custard, baklava. She wonders how it is in Fontaine.
The rain in Fontaine started a few hours after Furina left. Neuvillette is trying his best. But did she really leave him? Fontaine? Will she ever come back? If she does he will lock her up. And never let her go. She is only his. No one can take her away. The work is important, but what of Furina? Humans are far more cruel than anything else. Taking care of these trials, these cases. Furina, furina. Furina. Furina. Furina. Furina. FURINA. Her. Only her. Her body. Her face. Her lips. Her hair. Her hands. Her rosie scent which he can sense. The way he alway without her knowledge marked her as his. Why is she not here! The storm got worse.
For Furina, Liyue was enchanting. She wants to once go there in Lantern rite. She only tried Almond tofu. trying all the sweets here can cause trouble... She prays that she won't get cavities... Or do only kids have cavities? She doesn't know. She bought an aranara doll from port ormos. But now the ship to Inazuma is just on its way.
Two tiring weeks past by. She met numerous people. Befriended some. Had her time of life. Maybe the kitsune of the shrine was too pushy with her gig. But oh well, she feels alive. Maybe she should visit more countries. For the sake of peace. The zubyr theater, yae publishing house were her favorite. Watching the show in Sumeru was perfect.
Rain. The rain is pouring heavily. So heavily. She wonders why. But oh well. Furina suffered for five hundred years. Now she will be selfish. Choose herself before others. Free. Free, free, free. Oh the joy in being free. Being able to show herself. She closed the umbrella. The tear of her beloved. She will be an asshole for the first time and take joy in the rain. Her souvenir won't be ruined in rain. As it's just an arana wood carving.
Oh to be free. Furina is free. She never let loose. Of her show. The perfect life. She went back to her house. Giggling as she lied on the couch. Completely drenched. It feels good to be free. Free. She dragged her foot to the shower. And took a shower. She wants to go out at night! Have a fun time. On her own. A new life. The trip was refreshing. At least other people didn't see her as a fraud. But as a suffering woman. She was feeling happy with the pity she got. Pitiful, but atleast not hated by the other people.
Almost six o'clock. Furina thought she'd be tired, but the trip made her hyper. She is energetic, lively. She wore a dress for the world. Not her usual wear. She went out. For a solo trip in Fontaine. She is used to being coddled by Neuvillette, since people are ‘not nice’. But who would wrong her.
She shopped some cute clothes. Which she wouldn't wear. She used to spend a lot before. But not for her. Mostly buying sweets. Or giving her mo ey back Neuvillette to donate it. But now she doesn't need to. She knows she sounds like a selfish asshole. But it's the first time. She had dinner. Not macaroni in a while. But not something gourmet. Just something different. Trying inazuman cuisine was something. Sumeran food is filled with flavors.
Furina's first time in a bar alone. Just one drink. Not much. Being a lightweight is hard. So she won't drink much. Just a shot of tequila. Neuvillette only let her drink wine. But when one shot turned to seven, she doesn't know. No more. Because she needs to go home. So she paid, and stubbled to her house. Trying to go back home.
It's late. Probably past midnight. She is mostly safe. As she walked a bit lightheaded. Her house is just a few blocks away. So, naturally she is walking home with no worry.
Furina not everything goes to plan. Like performing with the Zubyr theater, or modeling for guuji Yae's novel. Like this getting pulled by two strangers in a alley, or behind a store was not planned. Most people don't stay out late in Fontaine. They either stay where they were or go back to home before two in the morning.
"Hey! Le-let me go!" Furina stammers. Trying to pull away. This is not how it works. Her vision. Fuck, she is not used to it because she flooded the house a few weeks ago since she messed with it. The hand kept her in place. Resisting hard. Really hard. Both her hands are held in place by one guy. And the other guy keeping her mouth shut. Fight back. She bit the guy hard. But doesn't work. A slap across the face. The guy from behind is groping her ass.
"The fraudulent archon might be a good fuck, Angelo."
Angelo. Remember it. Tears fall. Their mouths on her body. She is not going to let them hurt her. She won't stop. She kicks, bites, screams, resist. Furina help will come. Each resistance met with a hit. Vulgarity on her. Vulgar, filthy words for her body.
"Angelo, she is going to be killed by me. Hold her tight."
Her mind blanked when he put hands on her breast. "nonononono! No! Stop it! Don't"
Mocking laugh. Tears. Anger. Hate. She saved these degenerate. A guy, Angelo yelped. Someone hit him. The guy groping her private areas, ran... Ran fast. A look of pure terror. She looked back. Neuvillette... It started to rain...
Neuvillette.
"Neuvillette...."
A broken sob. The breach of trust. But she can rely on him. He slapped her.... Why would he. She wailed. She never felt this small. Today was supposed to be a celebration. Not this.
"Why... Did you hit me?"
Neuvillette looked different. Anger. Even in the Possion incident he was not like this.
"Why did you leave me?"
Neuvillette wrapped his coat around her. He picked her up. She doesn't feel safe with him. But she is too tired. He hit her. But he wouldn't ever do it again.
Neuvillette was going to her house. A melusin told him she saw Furina. So, she was in Fontaine. So, stood at her door for six hours. Then he gave up. Just to see some degenerate touching something that's his. Getting the Sovereign's powers made her more territorial. He froze for a few minutes. Her scream of terror and desperation broke it off. He hit the guys head. Hard. Touching her. Hurting her. These guys will be dead. He needs to report to the gardes, before this vile creature gets out. But his face is printed on his heart. A guy who defiled his Furina.
Furina sobbed to in the bed of her old home. Still in shock. But also in disbelief he slapped her. She wants to scream at Neuvillette for hitting her. But she doesn't. Since he is just staring at him. His gaze burning on her. She doesn't want it.
"Go away."
A growl. It's not the ones she is used to. But one that says she is trouble.
"Neuvillette, go away! And take me home. I don't want to stay here."
Neuvillette leaves.
Click
Her heart stopped. She gained and lost herself in 20 minutes. she dragged her feet to the door. Banging hard.
"Neuvillette! Open the door this once. Neuvillette, it's not fucking funny. Open the door"
No avail. more screams. He loves her? Why is he doing.
"Neuvillette, open the door. Neuvillette!"
Fuck. He is not listening. She banging and screams became more loud. Nothing. She fell on her knees. The last thing she wanted after getting almost assaulted was getting stuck in a room she hates. The room didn't change. Not even the bedsheets. The books are kept in place. Extravagant.
The banging and her voice lowed. Sobs and sniffles. As she begged.
"Neuvillette.... Open the door. I want to go home."
She sat near the door. She couldn't get sleep. Her whole life. Won't be same. Why is he acting the way he is. It's not Neuvillette. He feels like someone different.
Neuvillette's heart broke at her sobs and screams. But she needs to know that she safe with him. Not by herself. What if he didn't sense something bad happened. He sat beside the door. Listening to her pleading. She will understand, he is doing it for her sake. Her safety. Neuvillette, she doesn't want safety. She wants peace. But peace and freedom doesnt belong here. The rain poured heavily again.
The next day
Furina was lying on the floor. Sleepless. Sobbing. Still crying. She still loves him. But she needed space. As she crying. She scrambled to the door as she heard it open. But Neuvillette stopped her.
"Neuvillette, let me go, this once!"
"Furina, I am doing it for you. You will be happy one day"
"I don't want it! Let me go..."
He doesn't. He held her in place. And closed the door.
"Eat up, Furina"
She doesn't yield. She doesn't eat.
!!!
He grabbed her cheeks. Forcefully opening her mouth. Feeding her. Tears fall. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. Why. WHY. WHY? She did nothing.
After that, Furina lied limp on the bed. Tears. She wants to go back. The simple, cozy house. Not this. It feels like a prison. Being held against her will in a place she left for her happiness.
"Why are you doing this? Why...? Why? Neuvillette, why are you keeping me here!"
A sigh. He dares to look hurt. By her?! Her??!
"Furina, I am going it for you. You will understand my reasons."
"No! You are holding me captive against my will!"
She flinched. Scared. As his hands cupped her face. A gentle kiss on her forehead. It's won't change that he slapped her and is now holding her captive. The kiss felt bitter. But she is not going to stop him.
Her sobs again increased. As she pushed him. Just get away from her. She doesn't want any physical contact after that.
"Go away..."
Two week
Two weeks since she has been in this room. The routine. Neuvillette feeds her. Makes her maintain her hygiene. Then Leaves. She wants another getaway. But that time she won't come back. This room where she once let Neuvillette be with her, see her in the most vulnerable, fragile ways. Taking and giving her. Loving her. But he is so cruel. He is forcing her.
Five days ago
"Neuvillette, let me go. I am never leaving Fontaine. Please." Her sobs was soft. She is now begging. Begging, begging and begging for her freedom.
Neuvillette grabbed her chin. Pulling her up. Making her look into his eyes. It's not the Neuvillette she loved. He is filled with passion, obsession....
"Furina, those men will die. They made you believe I am hurting you."
It was not about them. It's about him... He lets go. And locks the door. She stared, shocked and scared.... Where is her Neuvillette?
She is in pain. Lonely. This time it's because of her life. The man she loves. Why is he acting like this. He is buying her everything. But freedom? She needs it. Her eyes locked in the lively city from the window. She is sitting on the ground. As she ate a bit. Then threw away the rest. She missed her freedom. Even if it was for a month or two... But this captivity is different. She can't even get out of this room. Any sort of sharp or hazardous materials have bees removed. Since she tried to commit.
2 months passed
Furina became silent. her eyes dead. Her vision. She needs it. It's near. Neuvillette kept it outside the room. In the vase outside this disgusting prison. She sipped some water. And lied down in the bed. Closing her eyes. Her previous house... It feels so empty. She looks at her nails. She sat up. She again wants to feel something.
She couldn't help but dig her nails on her skin. Breaking them. Blood flowing from the crescent shaped cuts. But nothing. Being captive after gaining freedom was more different.
She agreed to be in the play for years in her free will but. This? This? She didn't agree to this. She is trapped in these walls. She sighed. As she is about to have a rage fit. A loud temper tantrum.
Neuvillette is in the room. Furina doesn't even look at her. Maybe it sounds the most disgusting thing she might thing. She would've preferred getting raped than be with this man. A shell of her lover. She stares at the bloody sheets. Her nails did quiet the damage. She is starting to lose her mind. She is so pissed. Her thighs are bleeding. And the remnants of her skin in her nails. As she sighed. And took the food.
Neuvillette's face dared to look hurt. The audacity. He came closer. She ignored him as she ate the food.
"What do you want?"
His audacity is killing her more. As she threw the plate at him.
"What do you want?!"
Neuvillette doesn't take the hint. She doesn't want him around. He grabbed her face. A kiss. The first kiss in ages. As she screamed vulgarities. She doesn't care what he does. But now? She just wants to get out. Her mind is broken. She feels rage and apathy. This man is not her Iudex, who loves her. This is not love.
He tied her up? What the actual fuck?
"Furina, why are you so stubborn? Why won't you let me keep you safe? Did you see what happened because you left?"
"Keep me safe from what?! The only thing I need to be safe from is you! Go away."
His hands moved across her bloody thighs.... Yuck... He licked her blood. Is it dragonic urges? Still disgusting. She is starting to kick her feet. As he held her down. Kisses. He is kissing her so gently... She doesn't even want to talk to him. She closed her eyes. And kept her mouth shut.
She changed. She didn't even bother wearing good pair of clothing. She was only in her t-shirt. Since she doesn't even get out of the bed. And Sedene, rarely comes over. Apparently he made her believe she is traumatized from the SA. And she heard they are given death sentence.
Neuvillette sighs. Feeling her bleed.
Furina doesn't want to be near this man. She wanted support and help. But he trapped her. His nails dragged across her stomach and thighs. Tearing the skin... Not deep. But enough to feel the burn. She stares at ceiling. The best way of defiance is to not react. It works. He gets more and more frustrated and the rain always worsens after each visit. It doesn't hurt. Her soul is ripped out of her body. He made her loose herself. This time she won't get it back.
She gasped. Traitorous body. His mouth rounded around her clit. His mouth sucking her bud. She can see her nipples harden. His sharp nails digging in her entrance. She always felt pride when she could take him. Both of his smaller heads. But today she just wants him gone.
"Just get it over with."
Furina is no longer holding to her sanity. In somewhat two and a half month her whole sanity is gone. To the point she is apathetic. Everything happened so fast... How did she even take five centuries of that?
He is getting rough. Neuvillette's longer tongue circling around her clit... Pulling it. Her back arched slightly. Fingers start to hit her inner nerves. A silent scream. She wants to grab those antler like things and rip them off. She is actually losing her mind. Her feet digging on his ribs. Trying to push him off or to keep him place. Fuck him for binding her hands.
Her mind is messing with her. She believes that tongue is at least 7 inches.... Breaching her entrance. The last thing on her mind is him. They used to do it before. But now... She can't care for the pleasure... It's the first time in months. It feels like a chore. His tongue fucking her cunt hungry. As she whimpered and squirmed. It at least makes her feel something... It's still her Neuvillette. Who knows her? Right?
Neuvillette. She is his. Just his. He will claim her. Breed her. Fill her with babies. His clutches. His eggs. He looks at her. Her eyes filled with pleasure, hate and desperation. Desperation for freedom. She shouldn't have felt. He kept her thighs in place. Fucking her with his tongue. Rolling them inside. Wriggling. Abusing her spots. His thumb wanting to pleasure her clit. And he does. She will come like this first. Then, he will reclaim her.
He pulled his tongue out. Attacking her clit with his mouth again. Three fingers fucking her again. hitting her spot. He is just at this point abusing her sensitive areas. She writhes, moans, squirms and swears obscenities. What she would do when she gets free. Then with a silent scream she orgasmed.
"Neuvillette! If you cut my fucking pussy, I will bite your cock off."
His nails are sharp. They probably cut her cunt... If he ain't careful enough. Now at this point. Furina is getting off of pain. He still fucked her through her orgasm. He pulled away after she kept twitching from the aftermath. Tears. She feels detached from herself. What is happening outside.
He got up.
"Your insides did not get cut. You're being really difficult. Just let me claim you"
"Go fuck yourself! And just get it over
with."
If getting bred means freedom. She will do it.
Another hurt sigh got out of his mouth. Now that is pissing her off. his twin cocks hard. He literally has blue ball(pun intended).
"Do it, pussy." An challenge.
She is no longer the girl. Who would moan in ecstasy form him. Beg. She is just saying. If he wants to leave, he leaves. His cockheads pressed against her hole. Pushing them in gently... As she shudders. Fire, burn. She feels like being set on fire. She just wants to get away. From this place. As she just tried to ignore the overwhelming stretch, pleasure. She is fucked. She knows it.
Gentle. So gentle. As she wished his death over and over again. Once she chanted his name like a prayer. But not again. He ruined her.
His fingers traced her pussylips. Spreading them. Exposing the veiled bud. Finger rubbing her clit. His other hand squeezing her plump breasts. Her moans increased.
"Furina, you finally warmed up to me."
She fucking did. Because she is craving for one thing. Freedom and to feel. The pain and pleasure of loving him is doing it.
"Neuvillette, fuck me like you mean it!"
She is not a mindbroken sex slave. She just wants to feel better. Not this emptiness of losing her love. His reluctantly agreed. Fucking her. Hard and deep. Both of his cocks stretching her beyond repair. Using her. She would've laughed at her face six months ago if she said he became an asshole.
Shit! Knotting? It's a fucking thing... His weirder cock swelling. The blue one with dents and curves just in her. The other non exotic one rubbing her clit. As she moaned. Loud and filled with pain. Now she has more reasons to hate herself more.
"Oh fuck... Fuck. Fuck!"
Vulgarities spilled out of her mouth. His one hand on her breast, massaging her. The other hand's index and middle fingers in her mouth.. she bit them out of spite. As she moaned, squirmed underneath him. Feeling her insides getting painted by him with his white, thick shots of cum. She bets her wrists her broken. With how hard she tugged on them to break those antler thingies. At this point she just wants to break something delicate of him. But she physically can't can't take him.
She bites his fingers more harder as he felt the knot swell and her stomach bulge. Tasting his blood. He forcefully pulled out. Just freedom. Her eyes widen at him.
Now, that made her feel. The pain. Her mouth twisted with agony. Feeling nothing. But her entrance probably ripping.
"Neuvillette! How dare you do this to me! How could you hurt me like this!"
A guttural scream left when she felt him close to her neck...
"Don't!" Too late. The mark and claim set on her.
"Atleast, untie my hands....?"
He doesn't untie them.
She feels tired. Furina just wants to go back. He did clean her up. Now is hugging her. Cuddling her. At least he is nice enough to make her feel better after ruining her chances with freedom and another human male. Her eyes drifted off. Maybe she can't be free in this life. In the next life... She will be free....
Maybe not this time.