The distance between them; it always shortens when they are alone, and Kaeya is often the one to take the first step. There is no need for them to speak to each other across the room when he could simply slip into Diluc’s space, steal his full attention -and maybe-, if Diluc lets his guard down, a few kisses too, he thinks.
And he wants his undivided attention right now.
When Diluc feels a pair of hands grabbing him by the waist and pulling him closer to Kaeya’s body, he offers certain resistance at first, pressing a hand to Kaeya’s chest to try and keep him at arms length.
Kaeya, entertained with this action, chuckles. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“You are drunk.” Diluc answers, unamused.
“Drunk? I feel completely sober. What gives you that impression?” There is an annoying playful tone to Kaeya’s voice that one way or another manages to get to Diluc’s nerves. It doesn’t fail to make him exhale with exasperation.
“I lost count of all the times Charles poured wine into your glass. You should be more responsible with your drinking habits, Kaeya.”
“Oh~ So you were keeping an eye on me while I was there at the table with the other knights. I wonder why you did nothing to stop me.”
“I am not here to babysit you.”
Kaeya laughs, and the innocence the sound radiates makes Diluc frown with irritation. Is he even taking him serious?
“What’s so funny?” Diluc says.
“Nothing..” Kaeya smiles, his arms wrapping tightly around Diluc’s middle, keeping him jailed, keeping him close.
There is a moment of silence in which both of them look into each other’s eyes. Kaeya leans in and presses his forehead to Diluc’s and then, he can see the moment his lover finally surrenders and his expression softens into one of resignation.
Diluc knows what Kaeya wants, and he wants it too. There is no point in denying it. They are here, at this empty tavern, when everyone else is finally gone, and the moment they can finally have some privacy is now. So why should he keep those walls around him?
It is hard still. Even when they are… even when he…
They exchange no more words. Diluc’s hands slip upward to Kaeya’s shoulders and they both look at each other’s mouths before they rush their union with a kiss that feels as though they have been starving for each other for a long time.
It is deep and passionate - eager in its pace and intense in its devotion.
Kaeya kisses like how he fights: swift, precise and avid. He kisses Diluc as though his lips are the best wine he has ever tasted.
When he finds the opportunity, he slips his tongue in Diluc’s mouth and takes pride on the way Diluc sighs like he is enjoying.
And he is enjoying. Every second their tongues and lips brush he gets drunk a little bit more. He has never liked how alcohol tastes in his mouth but if he tries enough, he can ignore the taste of liquor from Kaeya’s lips.
“Heh. And to think you were reluctant to do this a moment ago.” Kaeya teases in the middle of the kiss, capturing those lips again in a different angle as soon as he tilts his head.
Diluc complains in return. A small growl that leaves Kaeya amused but does nothing to make him want to stop.
“What makes you think I can’t still kick you out of here?” Diluc says breathless. Kaeya on the other hand, cups Diluc’s face with a palm and chuckles again, stealing one last kiss that is long and sweet enough to leave him satisfied.
Softly, with his thumb he caresses Diluc’s lips, and he follows the trail of his finger with his eye.
“Haha. Please. I’m not going anywhere without you…”
Kaeya kisses Diluc again. And for a while, they remain like this, indulging on each other’s warmth, getting drunk on kisses that are soft and loving, and offering touches that scream how much they want each other.
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