I bet Diluc would go crazy if you supported his secret old novels romance ideas... Like he's all down for the traditional way of courting and he spares no expenses to live the dream with you. He'd probably lose it when he sees your ankle one day for the first time, haha...ha >///<
secret courtly romantic diluc . . . my heart . . . UGH. he was so so determined to live out his father's dreams for him and become a knight - and although he now knows what a corrupt institution the knights are, that does not negate the fact he couldn't help but find those same books and ballads that jean secreted away for herself equally romantic . . . and he cannot help but want to be that knight in shining armour to you. to chivalrously offer you his arm, to have you offer him your favours (a ribbon from your hair, a pretty flower you plucked, a handkerchief) . . . aghagahagah he makes me feel. so !!!!!!
summary. you never imagined your hunch about your boyfriend’s taste would lead to this.
tags. established relationship, sock/stocking fetish, foot fetish, foot job, nanami is a freak, dom/sub undertones, readers feet are regarded as small but no size specified nanami just has a slight size kink, daddy kink, come eating (sort of)
note. for @thetempleofnyx & @dearestgojo 🫶🏽 this is so cursed i’m so sorry fhfisf. title from nasty by ariana grande.
wc. 2.5k+
It had started innocently enough, in your opinion. Kento is an attentive boyfriend, the most you’ve ever had, so you didn’t think much of it at first. He liked spoiling you—his love—in any way that he could.
When he began paying for your nail appointments, you raised yourself on freshly painted toes as to pepper sweet kisses over his face. It made you giddy to show off your pretty nails for him, especially when it was a color that he had chosen for you. He preferred soft pastels on you, telling you how lovely the delicate shade looked against your skin. That time, he had knelt down as you sat on the edge of the bed to inspect the fresh set closely, gently wrapping a big hand over your ankle.
Kento placed a chaste kiss over the top of your foot. Your toes had curled instinctively, unknowingly causing arousal to pool in his gut. Cute. Still, he did nothing more than rubbing a thumb over the ghost of his kiss. “This is perhaps my favorite color for you. I should get you some new heels to go with it, hm?”
⊹ Details. 18+ only minors dni, gender neutral reader, they/them pronouns, fake dating, slight miscommunication, love confessions, Diluc’s pov, portrayals of insecurities/worries/anxiety (Diluc), friends to lovers, mentions of canonical character death, resolved tension, some suggestive themes.
⊹ Run time. 4.7k
⊹ Note. Written for Arlo @tinie as a part of a gift exchanged held by the lovely Snow <3 I hope you enjoy <3
❝Following the death of Crepus Ragnvindr, the Dawn Winery’s business relations began to plunder in the absence of a leader. In the wake of past mistakes, Diluc must attempt to remedy all that was lost so he enlists you, his long-time crush to pose as his partner while traversing the cutthroat business industry while also fighting off ever-growing feelings he harbours for you.❞