You can’t tell me tha diluc and kaeya were not handful as kids
Diluc would probably bring birds into the house when he wasn’t setting the drapes on fire.
Diluc would run inside and show crepus business partners the snake in the garden he got
Diluc lit half the grape fields on fire because he wanted to make snores.
Diluc would leave a trial of destruction in his wake. While Kaeya had the talent of magically going to any place in the world as soon as you blink
Crepus leaves the door open to get fresh air? Kaeya has now walked to a hillicurl camp and made friends with all of them
Crepus busy trying to get diluc to not release frogs into the house?Kaeya is now on top of the knight headquarters because he wanted a calm place to read
Crepus shuts his eyes for a bit? Kaeya is now in liyue because he wanted to try the food
People thinking that Jean and Diluc made their tortoises get married and Kaeya was the officiator is like the equivalent of adults thinking children made their barbies put on makeup and sleep all the time.
No. The tortoises were experiencing economic crash, they were experiencing war, they were experiencing being exiled, celestia descended down to disgrace them or something and they were probably knights who even after all of that still fought for their nation and later became Vanessa level honoured(one tortoise had to be sacrificed each session)
PROMPT: Diluc and his gentle loving makes having sex extra sweet…
A/N: Didn’t have anything planned for Halloween—
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A breath escapes your lips as your eyes flutter shut for a moment, on top of you, Diluc holds himself above, his face directly in front of yours. His crimson-colored hair cascaded over you, acting as a curtain that hid you both away from the world, and keeping your focus solely on Diluc—on his touch, on the gentle feeling of his gaze upon you.
Soft sheets under your naked body, the cool air of the evening on your bare skin, and the loving eyes upon you. Tonight was a special night, you knew that, but somehow, having your beloved Diluc have his eyes on you, admiring you.
It made you feel twice as important.
Twice as loved.
It was scary being this vulnerable with him, but you knew he knew exactly what to do. As he put a warm, calloused hand upon your hip, a quiet sigh was all you let out. Hesitantly, you opened your eyes again and stared up at him, finding him staring back.
He smiled and leaned down to kiss your lips, slow and oh, so short-lived, then he kissed your cheek, then your jaw, then its underside, then down to your neck. Each kiss felt like a hot iron against your skin, but Archons did it feel amazing. His hand moves under your thigh to raise it up on his lap. Instinctively, you curled your leg around his waist and bit your lip.
“Luc…” you spoke breathlessly, neediness evident in your tone.
Diluc simply chuckled, gently nibbling at the skin of your throat. The action drew a whimper from your lips. “What is it, love?” He asks as he pulls away from you briefly.
You swallow, trying to calm your nerves, “Stop teasing already…”
A fond sighed was all he responded with as he leaned back down, kissing your collarbone. His hand that gripped your hip moved upward, taking your cock in his hand as he stroked you at a slow pace. A shot of pleasure ran through your body, your hips bucking upward. Diluc hums and peppers kisses from your collarbone to your chest, avoiding your perky nipples—much to your displeasure.
“Ah!—“ You gasped, a flurry of pleasured moans leaving your lips as your eyes clench shut, brows knitting together. Diluc’s cock wasn’t even inside you yet and you could already feel yourself about to cum, your breath stutters as he kept stroking your cock, occasionally brushing his thumb over your tip, “Hahh…~ ‘Luc—“ you whined out again.
Then, you feel his warm mouth around your hardened nipple, his tongue flicking at it as your mouth falls open in a silent gasp. Your back arches in pleasure, pressing your chest against his face as your eyes finally open again, brows still furrowed as your hand clenches at the sheets, another coming up to wrap around your beloved’s neck.
Diluc hums at each delicate, pleasured sound he was able to pull from your lips. He suckled gently on your nipple as he knelt more firmly between your legs. He reaches for the bottle of slime condensate, pouring a generous amount over your eager hole. A shiver shoots down your spine at the coolness.
His finger immediately started prodding at your hole, adding a small amount of pleasure at your entrance just to tease. You were more than ready, you didn’t even need to be prepped, you both knew that. But he loved watching you fall apart at his hands. “Mhhn…~” you whimper again.
Your beloved then bites down at your nipple just slightly—enough for you to feel it, the action alone has you moaning louder. The hand that stroked at your cock was now holding up your other leg, propping it up on his shoulder, lifting you slightly from the bed. You could feel the stretch of your muscle at the odd position, but you didn’t complain, not when his fingers finally slipped inside you.
Two of his digits began to finger you open, making you moan loudly as he manages to find your prostate almost instantly, curling his fingers into as your gummy walls clenched around him. “Ahh!— darling~…” you wrap both hands around his neck as he pulls away from your chest, staring down at you now, at the way your face contorts in pleasure.
“Mhm… feels good, doesn’t it?” He spoke lowly, eyes lidded.
You can only nod as you press your head back against your pillow. He pumps his fingers into your hole for a while longer, the a squelching sound obscenely filling your otherwise quiet shared bedroom, it was the only thing you could hear—that and your own labored breaths. “Hah… ahh~” you continued to moan.
Diluc chuckles, silencing you as he pressed his lips against yours. Your moans muffle now against Diluc now, his fingers practically massaging your prostate, rubbing at the sensitive muscle. The warm feeling at your lower abdomen began to intensify, a sign of your impending release. Your lover pulls his fingers out almost all the way, then slides back in gently, pressing even deeper than before, your mouth falls open despite Diluc still kissing you.
“Good boy,” your lover mutters as he pulls away, his fingers following suit.
Your eyes open, arms coiling around Diluc’s neck as you caught your breath.
Then you felt it. Pressing against your twitching hole was Diluc’s cockhead. A soft gasp escapes your lips. Diluc rubs it against yours entrance, testing the waters first despite your obvious eagerness for him to finally penetrate you with his cock. “Ready?” He asks, pecking your cheek to reassure you.
You nodded eagerly, trying to press against his cock. He kisses your neck now and shakes his head, “Can you say yes for me?”
Damn him. You huffed, biting your lip as you tried to hold off your excitement for a moment, “Yes… m’ ready, ‘Luc—“
Just like that, he finally pushes in, your entrance giving way immediately, no resistance as his cock enters you, filling up your hole perfectly. Your mouth falls open once more, your hole already clenching around him, as if coaxing his cock to go further inside you. By half way, you could feel the prominent vein of his dick pressing right against your prostate, making you shiver in pleasure.
Your eyes fall shut yet again, you can feel Diluc burying his face in your neck as he finally bottoms out inside you. “Archons… mmh—“ he groans into your ear, “Tell me when to move, love…”
You feel yourself lightheaded from pleasure as you take in the overwhelming feeling of Diluc’s cock inside you. He fills you up perfectly, his cock so deep inside you that you can almost feel him in your throat. He exhales shakily and grips your hips to hold himself back from moving already. He needs you just as much as you need him.
As you let the feeling of being full settle, you roll your hips against him. Diluc grips your hips tighter, then, you whisper, “Darling… please move.”
With that, Diluc sets a slow and steady pace, grunting into your neck as he pulls you against him with each thrust inside you.
“Hahh!~~” you cry out in pleasure, bucking against him as you hold onto him tighter, your hole eager as it sucks Diluc’s cock in every time he pulls out.
His hands move from holding onto your hips to taking your legs and propping them onto his shoulders, almost testing your flexibility. You moan louder as Diluc thrusts inside you at a different angle, this one perfect as he thrusts deeper inside you, reaching so far that you were sure his cock was making you bulge.
“Mh! Hah! Ahh~!” At each gentle yet deep thrust, you cried out loudly in pleasure, feeling overwhelmed as Diluc’s hot breath tickled at your ear, you could still hear him grunting against the side of your neck, making your orgasm draw even closer.
Diluc continues thrusting into your hole, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room as your mind spins. “‘Luc!~ Hahh…~ mmmh!”
He pulls away from your neck and picks up the pace, your mind practically turning to mush as any coherent sound escapes your vocabulary, the only sound coming from your lips now moans, whines, whimpers, everything that Diluc absolutely loved to hear. He swallows thickly and starts to chase both of your orgasms, both of you eager for release as you feel the neat building up at your lower abdomen, almost as overwhelming as Diluc’s cock pounding at your hole.
“Yes!— Ahhh!~” you cried out, cum spurting over both of your stomachs. Diluc slows down slightly, but continues thrusting into you, helping you ride out your orgasm while he kept going to chase his own.
He kisses your neck almost apologetically as his hands return to grip your hips. With a groan, he then sets an even faster pace, rendering you speechless as your eyes fall shut, mouth wide open, and head thrown back. He pounds into you, a stark contrast to the gentle thrusts he started off with.
Then, with one final thrust inside you, he finally cums, hot, thick, sticky cum fills up your eager hole, making you feel complete and oh so satisfied.
description: despite winter paying its dues to the wine tycoon—a vineyard of unmarketable produce until next season, a study of teetering paperwork calling his name—diluc still finds flickers of warmth in the offseason through your shared rituals
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the lull of snowfall drapes a quiet unease across the manor’s nights, echoing the whispering gales of snezhnaya he once knew too well. drawn by such memories, he oftentimes migrates his paperwork to your shared bedroom—or calls you with questions that could have waited an hour longer, just to occupy space together
…for that same reason, diluc subconsciously shadows your footsteps by a pace behind whenever the two of you transit to the city together. old habits die slow when it comes to ragnvindrs
he absolutely detests customers tracking melted snow across the tavern’s polished hardwood, yet he always slides your too-damp-for-his-liking boots near the hearth without your noticing
it goes without saying that diluc favors the scent of pine above all else. offseason, his own fragrance settles into unwavering cedar and ash, no matter how many cycles of washing to rid the tingling smell
diluc sourly muses that heavier snowfall means fewer knights on patrol—it’s his only way of justifying extra time on the streets. however… it’s hard to argue when he returns home with a nose as bright as his hair
offseason wildlife often gravitate toward the manor through this time of winter; more than once, you’ll find an entranced diluc standing at the window, a handful of deer frozen in his gaze. he can’t explain why they come back every morning
despite the evenings that drag longer by the solstice, there is always a light guiding you back to his refuge—whether it’s the glow of the living room’s fireplace or a head of hair as red as ember welcoming you home
