Venti, the toned 15-year-old god of wind, was in the midst of changing his disposable diaper when Decarabian, the ex-tyrant of Mondstadt and Venti's caretaker, strolled into the room.
Decarabian's eyes twinkled with mischief as he approached Venti, stopping just short of the changing table. "Mmm, let me get a closer look at that," he said, leaning down to press a kiss to the diaper.
Venti's cheeks flushed a deep red as he pouted, "Decarabian! That's gross!"
But Decarabian was not one to be outdone. He straightened up and grinned at Venti, "Oh, you think that's gross? Watch this." And with that, Venti bent down and soiled his diaper, giving Decarabian a wicked grin.
Decarabian chuckled, "You little trickster. Always causing trouble."
Venti, still in a playful mood, bit the front of Decarabian's pants, causing the older man to jump back in surprise. "Venti!" Decarabian exclaimed, but Venti was already on his knees, licking the spot where Decarabian's penis was.
Decarabian groaned, "Venti, you minx."
But Decarabian was still in control. He gently pushed Venti away and said, "Bedtime, little one. I have a bedtime story for you."
He produced a "mamadeira" (bottle) filled with semen, much to Venti's surprise. Venti's eyes widened as he took the bottle, but he was intrigued. He began to suck on the "mamadeira" and moaned in pleasure.
Decarabian watched with a smirk as Venti finished the "mamadeira." Venti, now satisfied, fell asleep in Decarabian's arms. Decarabian carried him to his bed and tucked him in, still smiling.
Decarabian left the room, turning off the light and closing the door behind him. Venti slept peacefully, unaware of the playful encounter that just occurred.
The end of chapter one.
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