Diluc/fem!reader smut ~ oral A little drabble for the masses
Diluc Ragnvindr was a cold man.
Anyone would attest to his iciness, stories of his off-putting and demanding countenance following him closer than his shadow. Aristocrats whispered their tales behind false smiles and forced niceties.
Did you hear the way he cheated a Lord out of his inheritance, claimed the contract between them was built on lies...
He underbid our offer, don't you know? Said his business was better elsewhere with the sort of corners we cut. Any businessman knows it's better to shave off costs than having to bear them yourself.
And his brother's eye...
Ruthless.
His father would be turning in his grave.
They never stopped.
But neither did he when crawled into your bed every night. For they didn't know just how warm he could be, how hot his love burned. How their words fueled his passions and only served to create the very man they despised.
If only they could taste the fire of his lips, of his tongue. Feel the way they brand your very skin, that trail of fire burning it's way from your neck to navel. His hands gripping your back, fingers clawing into your skin, searing you to the very bone. Each breath, steamier than the last till your very core boiled over.
Ruthless he was. The word a blessing as he dove between your thighs.
Ruthless he was, stoking your flames till they burned white hot. Where his eyes roiled red as a low flame while he gazed upon the pyre he made burn brighter. Writhed upon silk lined sheets, unfettered. Untamed.
Yes, Diluc Ragnvindr was a cold man.
But it was inferno that he breathed into your very soul as you finally combust, his tongue licking away the sweet remnants of your release.