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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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— my darling, be selfish. + diluc ragnivindr.

— author’s note: this is for my baby sowa @usoratonkachi the only one i love bye

— warning(s): smut, mdni 18+, heavy!somno, unprotected sex, oral sex (fem!receiving), creampies, love making hehe, praise, fem!reader.

“d-diluc…”

“yes, darling?”

diluc is a giving lover, he’ll never take unless you insist. your needs are always above his own because he cares for you deeply, more than he has for anyone else in his life… but this morning, he just couldn’t help himself. in the summer heat, when your night robes ride up and reveal plains of plush and blemished skin to the hungry eyes of the dark night— how is he expected to resist? to be a gentleman when you look like a morning angel laying against his sheets. he barely needs to pry you apart, practiced finger tips cascading down your thighs easily, and you open up for him like a flower blossoming towards the heat of the sunlight in spring.

you’re so pretty, my archons. between your thighs lies a treasure diluc hopes is his to keep— the scent of you only serving to ignite the flames of desire burning in his chest. he ties back his hair before he kisses up your thighs, across your stomach and smiles into your pussy when you whine for him in your sleep. even like this, despite how badly he needs you, diluc prods softly at your clit with the tip of his tongue— knowing just what gets you wet enough to take him.

oh, you’re his sweet girl— clutching the sheets beside you while your sweet dreams turn into something more sultry. diluc watches the contours of your face as your lips twist and pout and sighs like a song bird’s tune slip from between them as his tongue slips into you, fucking you as if it were his hard aching cock nestled against the sheets right now. you taste like the finest wine ever crafted, you feel like the softest thing he’s ever touched. you can’t be real, akin to a figment of diluc’s imagination while he catches your juices on the pallet of his tongue before they can roll down between your cheeks in sweet droplets.

“m��mmn, d-diluc,” you somehow manage in your sleep, still not awake but not immune to your lover’s selfish mouth on you— sucking away at what your puffy folds have to offer, taking from you when he usually gives. the red head groans deep into your cunt, wet and sticky and all his for the taking— and his hips involuntarily buck into the bed beneath you both when you moan so loud it might rattle the neighbours.

with fleeting regret, the dark knight pulls away from your dripping pussy to ease his equally sloppy cock— heavily coated with a thick white layer of his slick precum and seed— between your shiny, spit covered thighs and against your fluttering hole. “i know darling, archons, i know. i’m here,” he coos, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head as he shakily pushes into you, desperately chasing the feeling of being able to bottom out within your silken walls. “i’ve got you, my sweetest girl.” and when he does, it’s like the gates of heaven have opened up, and diluc pulls back from the warmth of your cunt to thrust into you, all the way up to the hilt.

were you always this tight? so pliant and ready to be fucked? diluc doesn’t know, he doesn’t care— because you cling to him as if it’s instinct, fingers twitching up to the warmth of his body fuelled by his pyro vision and the slick walls of your cunt clamp down on the forked veins of his cock as they drag against your sensitive spots that only he can reach. only when his milky tip brushes hard against your g-spot while diluc builds a pace steady enough to rock the bed, do your eyes start to flutter, lashes brushing against his cheek’s as he presses his face close to yours— breath fanning over your skin warmly.

“d-diluc…”

“yes, darling?”

your sleepy eyes meet fiery red ones, and your mouth forms an ‘o’ as diluc pushes at your thighs until your ankles lock at the small of his back and the angle his dick hits inside you changes just right. “more…m-more,” you plead softly, rolling your own hips upwards— fingers flying to red locks of hair to tug diluc up from biting and kissing and marking your bouncing chest so you can have your lips on his. “g-give me more.” you moan into his open mouth, his strawberry tongue sliding over yours and spreading the taste of yourself across it. it’s a messy exchange of early morning i love yous, unspoken words and feelings of lust as diluc pounds away at your sloppy pussy with even more vigour than before.

squelching sounds of your sexes fill the early morning air, the dark knight practically carving your shape into the mattress with how deep he’s fucking you— hips rolling slowly into yours while his cock churns up your insides and turns a milky shade of white as your juices cream against him. balls slap against the curve of your ass, adding to the tune of your love making while diluc selfishly gasps and grunts your name— taking it as his. taking you as his. it’s far from appropriate to make you such a mess so early on in the day, your cheeks wet with crystal tears, face a little hot and your skin shining with spit and sweat as your bodies move together…but if it was so inappropriate you should never have been so beautiful and tempting in the first place.

diluc’s abs contract against the softness of your tummy, his hips circling, cock twitching against your walls furiously as a wet and crude mix of your juices slides between your folds. “can you take more, my love?” he asks you earnestly, the rough pads of his fingers making their way between your bodies to draw shapes on your swollen, abused little clit. “can you cum for me darling?” he asks you again, voice sweet but dominated by lust and adoration as you shake beneath the dark knight hero, taking what he gives you. you squeeze down on him, nearly causing the man to choke but making his hips stutter. “ah, i know you can darling. be good, let me know when you’re close. you’ve been good all morning, i want…fuck i want to make you cum.”

you grip his wrist, moans rising in octave and in volume— eyes threatening to roll back in your skull. “d-diluc… i-im close. oh please…oh please. please.” this time you beg, and diluc loses his ability to be selfish— smiling down at you with so much as he pinches your clit and gives you exactly what your body’s been craving, exactly what you need. he draws his cock all the way out, let’s you squirm for just a moment more before plunging all the way into your soiled, slippery walls and watches as the world falls apart behind your glassy doe eyes.

“cum for me, darling.”

and you do just that, the world of colours flashing across your mind as you just let it go. your release splashes out against diluc’s tummy in waves that he doesn’t stop fucking you through, a fond but airy chuckle escaping his lips while you cream on his cock like the good, sweet thing you are. “that’s it, you’ve been so good…so good.” he mumbles, face tucked into your neck as he rides out your high with shallow thrusts and a stuttering pace before reaching his own climax— thick and heavy ropes of his white seed painting your insides, so much so that it seeps out and sticks to your puffy folds.

diluc can sometimes be a selfish lover, but only when it comes down to having you and being able to make you see stars and feel pleasure whenever he damn well pleases. especially when it ends in mornings like this, where he makes you a mess and soils the sheets.

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1-800-clawro · 1 year

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In love yet drunk !

ꔛ﹅ ۰ ۰ ۰ 一 ꗃ﹕Day 2 ! 12 days till Christmas ⑇

main masterlist | 12 dtc masterlist

summary: Reader and Diluc were just talking to eachother until Venti slips some wine in their drinks, now it's after hours at the tavern...

content warnings: nsfw, drunk sex, afab!reader but you/your pronouns, ALCOHOL! , venti slipping some alcohol in y'alls drink, NOT FULL ON SEX, kissing, hickeys/love bites, nickname like 'good boy' , lmk if there's more

a/n: day 2 !? feeling good *sunglassesss*

it was another late night at the tavern with Venti. He's been bothering you to come to the tavern. "Why don't you drink, [NAME]!" You sighed at him. He was drunk after 3 drinks and half asleep. "I just don't."

He scoffed at your response. "Whatever, you're just like Master Diluc!" You side-eyed the boy. "You say that every time." He giggled and started to wave at Diluc to come where he was. "One more drink Diluc!!!"

His eyes furrowed at him. "You owe the tavern 5,000 mora. What makes you think I'll let you have more?" Venti chuckled and wiggled his pointer finger at Diluc. He searched his pocket and dropped a small bag filled with something on the bar table.

"Here is the rest of what I owe! Now, go! Get me another drink- and get my friend a drink too!" He quickly spoke. You spoke, saying you'll rather have a non-alcoholic drink. "Ugh! You guys are no fun! Fine! Since you're not getting a drink... Whu won't Diluc join us- or you- with a non-alcoholic toast!"

The boy made so sense but you had pity for him you agreed and looked over at the bartender, waiting for his approval. "Fine. Just one drink with you."

The drinks were now finished. Venti raised his drink up and before the other two were able to, someone flagged Diluc for assistance. He excused himself and Venti couldn't have been more "betrayed".

"I'm going to the restroom real quick. Stay here, Venti. Don't be wild." You stood up and walked to the bathroom. Venti stared at his drink and the other two purple drinks.

A smirk was on his face. A terrible idea popping in his head he poured some alcohol in yours and Diluc's drink. His eyes shot back up once you and Diluc came back to finish what they started.

"Cheers!"

The rest of the last 2 hours were a blur. You felt dizzy and so did Diluc, apparently. Venti somehow was on the loose and no where to be seen. You didn't care at this point. You knew he had something to do with that drink you had minutes ago.

You offered Diluc your help. Both of you closed the tavern. It was around 12:24 am and you were tired but energetic.

Diluc sat down. "Thank you for helping, you really didn't need to." He said, clearly mumbling. His sentence was a bit hard to understand but you heard it some how.

"It's alright. I- I wanted to help..." You stared at his red eyes. His hair was smooth and he looked beautiful. His jawline was sharp and he bit his bottom lip.

He shifted in his seat, trying his best to get comfortable because of... something down there. You looked down and saw a bulge.

You mentally blushed and you tried to start a conversation with him. You sat down next to him, only inches away. He kept stuttering and tripping on his words. You interrupted him while he was trying to get his sentence out.

"Do I make you nervous?

He blushed and awkwardly chuckled. "N-no..." You tilted your head sideways. "You sure?" You pointed at his hard buldge. He chuckled and stopped. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. You should go-"

"Can I kiss you?"

He turned to you. He hesitated and then nodded once he knew he wanted you. You leaned in and kissed his soft lips. The kiss lasted for a few minutes, but you separated your lips from his for air. You mouth traveling to his neck.

You put your hand on his waist, kissing his neck. He whimpered once you started to bite his neck again. "Please..." He shut his eyes for a moment. "Please what?" You smirked.

"Please- I need more..."

"Anything for you, good boy."

ꔛ﹅ ۰ ۰ ۰ 一 ꗃ﹕THANK YOU 💋

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wanderingconstellations · 5 months

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feral sex with your favorite men. where they're so down bad, absolutely feral over you that they're just pounding into you over and over again till your cryin and babbling about how good his cock is. he litters bites everywhere on your body, marking it all up with love. he manhandles you and fucks you on all fours, shoving your face into a pillow while panting about how much he loves you. you're beyond from comprehending anything, all you can think of is his wonderful dick that's turning you into mush <33

— diluc, KAEYA, CHILDE, xiao, ITTO, gorou, thoma, kazuha, HEIZOU, KAVEH, cyno, tighnari, WANDERER, neuvillette, dan heng, LUKA, sampo + any of ur fav fictional men 💗💗

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nubisaureus · 1 year

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how they react when you slip out of their arms

how the genshin boys react when you try to get out of their arms in bed because it's hot

character(s): Tighnari, Diluc, Zhongli

pairing(s): fem!reader x Tighnari, Diluc, Zhongli (separately)

content: fluff, established relationship, clinginess, cuddles, sleeping in the same bed, silliness, a touch of angst, suggestive language?

a/n: please bear with me, I'm still trying to find a formatting that I like, as I'm very new on this site. So my apologies if the posts are formatted differently every time!

It's also my first time writing for Tighnari and Zhongli, so please let me know what you think <3

not proofread

That being said, enjoy!✼　

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Tighnari

It had been a hot day. Not in the way one may be thinking of though. Hot as in, scorching hot. The sun had been mercilessly beating down in the Avidya Forest, resulting in a humid weather that had been sucking the absolute life out of you.

One would also think that the night would be cooler, and technically, it was, if it wasn't for your boyfriend's tail, wrapped around you as an almost third arm, mimicking his actual arms that were hugging you close, making you sweat because of the weather.

You carefully slipped out of the hug, finally breathing some fresh air, and slightly moved out of Tighnari's reach, desperately looking for the colder side of your pillow.

«Mh...?» Tighnari's groan suddenly alerted you, and that was soon followed by his tail wiggling around, only to curl around air.

«[name]?» he called, still half lidded.

You freaked out: you didn't want to tell him the truth, so you pondered whether to pretend to be asleep or confess.

He opened his eyes, staring at you.

«Oh, there you are.» perking up at the sight of you, he kept staring. «Is.. everything alright?» he then continued, concern finding its way on his features.

You looked away, ashamed.

He gently grabbed your chin, redirecting your gaze towards him. «Hey. Talk to me. What happened?» he continued, even more concerned.

You sighed, not able to bear his concerned face. «I..was just hot, Nari. Your tail is very warm, and it's lovely in winter, but in this season..it's rather uncomfortable. I'm sorry.»

He sighed. «You could've just told me, you know.» and moved his tail out of the way, putting it behind his back. The bed now felt much cooler, and you felt like you could breathe again.

He then looked at you, dead serious.

«What is it now???» you were on the defensive.

«You're obligated to cuddle now.» he said with the best poker face you had ever seen.

You gasped at how he could look so serious while saying the silliest stuff, and got closer to him.

His arms sneaked their way back to your waist, and you rested your head on his chest, inhaling his scent, that was so familiar to you by now, yet so foreign at the same time.

«Goodnight sleepyhead.» he kissed your hair.

«Goodnight, Nari.»

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Diluc

Despite Mondstadt being the city of the wind, it seemed like Lord Barbatos hadn't been very benevolent on his citizens as of lately. And that came in the form of hot wind that, combined with the hot weather of the season, had led to many restless nights.

Tonight was no different. Despite the bed being more comfortable than the one at the Knight's Headquarters, Diluc's presence made falling asleep an arduous task.

Not only because you had been staring at him for the past 10 minutes or so, his relaxed face a sight that you wanted to cherish as much as possible, but the connection he had with the Pyro element made him rather unfit for the current weather.

It also didn't help that he had forgotten to take his Vision off, and so he was even more in contact with the Pyro energy imbued within it, and you couldn't do anything about it. (a/n i have this headcanon where only the owner of a Vision can freely move their Vision around).

You were uncomfortable. Actually, uncomfortable couldn't even begin to describe it.

What to do..?

His arms were tightly wrapped around you, as if he was afraid to lose you any second, but you couldn't take the heat anymore, so you carefully slipped out of his arms, standing up and stretching your body.

You walked all the way towards the open window facing the beautiful vineyards of Dawn Winery, letting the cool breeze of the night caress your features. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the quiet atmosphere all around you.

After a few moments though, you heard rustling coming from behind you.

«[Name]? [Name]! Where are you?» the slight panic in Diluc's tone alarming you, you rushed back to the bed.

«Diluc. I'm here.» you climbed onto the bed, making your way to his side once again. He held you close, and you could feel his pounding heartbeat calming down.

«You scared me, [name]. Why are you up so late?» he inquired.

You blushed, your cheeks threatening to become redder than his hair.

«I was..hot. You forgot to take your Vision off last night, and I obviously can't do it in your stead. But you looked so peaceful, I couldn't find the courage in me to wake you up. I'm sorry..» you looked at him, his expression turning into one of guilt, only to turn soft as you finished speaking.

He took his Vision off, setting it on the bedside table.

«I'm sorry I forgot to take my Vision off, love. Next time though, wake me up. I don't want you to overheat and potentially pass out, especially in this hot weather, okay?» he looked at you, waiting for a confirmation that you had received and understood his words.

«Alright. I will. I promise.» he smiled gently, opening his arms again, beckoning for you to claim your place back.

You gladly took the bait, and snuggled closer, his temperature now that of a normal human being.

«Feeling better?» he asked, gently stroking your hair.

«Yes. Much better.» and you kissed him goodnight.

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Zhongli

It was a hot night in Liyue. Despite the rooms at Wangshu Inn being decently ventilated, you were feeling hot. Zhongli's massive body wrapped around you wasn't helping either.

You tried to wiggle around, but your boyfriend, true to his archon element, had a rock hard grip on you, and so you were effectively caught in his embrace.

You sighed.

«Zhongli..» you whispered, trying to wake him up so he would let go.

No answer.

«Zhongli.» you called further, a little louder this time, and his eyelids finally fluttered, signaling he had at least heard something.

You called him again, finally catching his attention, getting rewarded with his half lidded amber eyes looking at you.

«Yes, dearest?» his groggy voice sent shivers down your spine, momentarily distracting you from your thoughts, but you quickly got a hold of yourself.

«I'm too hot. Could you move a bit please?» you asked, getting rewarded with a giggle.

«But of course. You should've said that sooner, dear. Maybe you should also take a shower to cool down? This temperature is very demanding of one's body.»

You looked at him, confused.

«But I had a shower before bed, and besides, I'm not dirty, I don't want to waste water.»

He smiled mischievously, and abruptly changed your positions, pinning you down on the bed.

«Oh, we can change that rather quickly.»

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seraphswings · 8 months

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Poor thing can't sleep without you. He has to have you by his side on the bed, whether you want to or not. He can't sleep without your warmth. He'll continue to beg with puppy eyes, begging you to just come to be with him. How can you deny him? It's not like it's anything bad...

Fucking god you can't even move an inch from him when he's resting his head on your chest, having his arm wrapped snuggly around you. All you can do his run your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp while hoping that you can sleep with this big of a man is sleeping on you.

—— VENTI, KAEYA, diluc, CHILDE, xiao, THOMA, ayato, ITTO, kazuha, HEIZOU, KAVEH, cyno, tighnari, LYNEY, NEUVILLETE, wriothesley

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dark-night-hero · 5 days

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"Why are you avoiding me?" It was those words that made you look up from the book novel that you are reading. There was your lover hovering over you, causing you to frown and slightly move away. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Don't lie, even now you're avoiding me." This time, he looked so frustrated, he look like he was about to cry if you do actually admit you are avioding him in which you are not. "Look, Luc. I'm not ignoring you, okay?" You spoke, brushing him off as you stood up and went towards where the open window is.

He went towards you to follow you when you hold up a hand to make some distance between the two of you. For the first time these days were you have been avoiding him, there was a pained look on his face that made your eyes go wide. Quickly setting your book down as you hurriedly chase after him who was now walking out of the room. "Wait! I'm not ignoring you, I swear to Lord Barbatos! I just need some distance between us okay?!" You explain in panicked.

"Isn't that the same thing?" There was a small sad smile on his lips, "Are you tired of me- of us-?!" "No! That's not what I meant! It's just you're hot!" .... "Huh?" He was dumbfounded. What did you just say? "I'm hot?" "No! Not the hot you're talking about but you're hot, it's hot!"

Then it sink in, these nights were you refused to be held, the lack of skin ship the two of you had except for a kiss here and there. You putting up a good distance between the two of you. It is summer, and it is hot as fuck. And he is a pryo user and they sometimes emits heat unknowingly, it can be because of the cold, or maybe because of the heat that it affects them unknowingly.

"Ah." "I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away, I thought you were doing in on purpose knowing how Kaeya and I have been messing with you before. I didn't mean to ignore you. It was just... it's so hot." You look down, of course it was fun to tease him, but now knowing he has been turning all along unknowingly to you, you felt sorry for your behaviour. "Forgive me?"

"Only if you let me cuddle with you at night." He smirks, holding your free hand that was not holding the book. This causes you to groan and pout. "But it's hot..." "Well make it work somehow." He laughs. What more can you do when you are blinded by his bright laughter? "Fine! Just make the room cool somehow before we settle down" "Of course, my lady." He spoke, putting your hand close to his lips before giving it a kiss.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2024°

: I lived in one of the coolest place in the Philippines every year end so I'm guessing the heat I'm feeling in our province this summer is nothing compared to those who lived in the city but damn. ITS SOOOO HOT HUHU I FEEL LIKE I'M BURNING EVERY TIME I STEPPED UNDER THE SUN.

: Reklamador nang pakinggan pero sinusubukan ng init ang pasensya ko nowadays.

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pigeonpeach · 3 months

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Thinking bout genshin men when their spouse has been gone for awhile. Like maybe they were visiting family but they couldn’t join them for some reason.

For Childe he’s probably already used to going awhile without seeing you (not that he’s happy about it, he’s still just as restless and ready to pounce on you the second you get in his eyesight)

Kaeya probably handles it the best, He definitely misses them but he’s already quite social. He probably talks about you and demands you write frequently to him depending on how long youll be.

Diluc is probably miserable. Yes he has to leave for work or meetings frequently but coming home to a house devoid of his darling is HORRIBLE! Even if they’re completely together and fine relationship wise and its just circumstances he’s miserable! He probably struggle’s sleeping without a body to hold and cuddle. He probably works more as a attempt to distract himself but he’s still pouting and frowning the whole time. But when you surprise him by coming back sooner he’s practically on you like a clingy cat.

Thoma might handle it the best overall. He’s still going to spoil you with affection once you get back and he’ll definitely miss you but he’s already a busy guy so he won’t have to do much to distract himself. He probably spends his free time knitting more sweaters for the cats and dogs though.

As for Neuvillete it rains alot in fontaine now. Everytime he comes home to see his house empty it starts pouring rain. He knows youll be back sure but still :(

Wriothesley is probably fine. He probably clings to a jacket or shirt of yours you wore alot as a way to satisfy his loneliness. Maybe even panties. But he’s also a extremely busy guy.

Pantalone might be a bit upset, he’s used to him being too busy for things but you? He can’t help but be a bit annoyed that his darling isn’t here to meet with him for dinner or lunch or greet him when he gets home. You’ll have to make it up when you get back for sure!

Itto would handle it the worst by far. He’s moping and agitated the whole time. His gang does their best to distract him, and more likely than not he’s going to get into more trouble. But he misses you! His life isn’t complete without you even if you’re gone for just a week. The second you get back he’s mobbing you and never leaving your side!

#genshin imagines #genshin x y/n #pantalone #pantalone x reader #pantalone x you #itto x reader #thoma x reader #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #neuvilette x reader #wriothesley x reader #diluc ragnivindr x you #kaeya x reader

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exchangestudentnova · 10 months

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Diluc is never truly rough with you.

Being gentle with you comes naturally to him, which can be seen in the way he interacts with you, the way he speaks to you, the way he looks at you, the way he caresses you as you sleep peacefully beside him. His conviction to keep you away from harm is his driving force, and everyday he wakes up with only one thought in mind, which is to keep you smiling and happy.

But tonight was different, tonight he had a lustful fire in his eyes that could only be brought in control by watching the tears of pleasure streaming down your face

He's relentless with his speed, he meets your cervix each time his hips roll forward, guided by pure ecstasy. The Searing Onslaught of his harsh, hot stokes leaves you breathless, your half-moaning half-screaming self not being able to comprehend any other thing. His speed gradually picks up as he gets closer, the two of you reaching your highs for the nth time for the night.

The chirping of birds mark the arrival of Dawn, your eyes open and you come face to face with Diluc's muscular chest, his arms wrapped around you, keeping you warm and cozy under the covers. He has a pained look on his face, remembering past nights activities and their effect on you. The soft sun rays feel like a blessing of phoenix as he rushes to bring a warm water cloth for you, checking and rechecking your body for any bruises, for any soreness

Lines of apologies are directed towards you but you smile, knowing that Diluc will never, ever be truly rough with you.

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kazumist · 4 months

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YOU + ME = LOVE .ᐟ ( a diluc x fem!reader smau )

synopsis: in dire need of a passing grade, the faculty had taken it upon themselves to get you a tutor asap. insert diluc, a grade 12 STEM student who was asked to stick with you, a raging grade 11 STEM student who's struggling in her academics.

started on: 1/10/24 | ended on: 3/10/24

genres: opposites attract trope (kinda), senior high school au, crack (one of my many attempts at comedy), fluff, angst of course, profanities + kys jokes, other ships are mostly implied, socmeds with narrations !!

note: will not dwelve too much into how shs works LOL but (🖋️) means the episode has narrations.

taglist: closed! thank you for being in every step this smau took :)

playlist: hehehe

PRESENTING: unit 143 / power rangers

✿ EPISODE 1: goodluck soldier

✿ EPISODE 2: more on my plate

✿ EPISODE 3: i think he hates me

✿ EPISODE 4: is it really hard?

✿ EPISODE 5: center of attention (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 6: maybe she isn't so bad

✿ EPISODE 7: meet me at 5?

✿ EPISODE 8: a new side

✿ EPISODE 9: over the line

✿ EPISODE 10: logging off

✿ EPISODE 11: out of reach

✿ EPISODE 12: i got you (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 13: little by little (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 14: so what?

✿ EPISODE 15: revelations (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 16: welcome to the club

✿ EPISODE 17: endearing (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 18: proud of you

✿ EPISODE 19: block and ignore

✿ EPISODE 20: you didn't know?

✿ EPISODE 21: we need to talk (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 22: it can't happen (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 23: girls night!

✿ EPISODE 24: until then

✿ EPISODE 25: always adoring you

✿ EPISODE 26: i think deserved

✿ EPISODE 27: there's no way (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 28: why wouldn't i miss you? (🖋️)

✿ EPISODE 29: about time

✿ EPISODE 30: feels real to me

#( writings )#( smau — you + me = love ! )#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin imagines #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc x reader #diluc #genshin smau #x reader

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imk1ra · 1 year

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Diluc: You were hurt, what do you remember?

Kaeya: Just the ambulance ride.

Diluc: We didn't take an ambulance, I drove us.

Kaeya: But I heard a siren?

Diluc: That was Y/N.

Y/N: Sorry, I was nervous.

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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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✉️; RAIN ON MY PARADE. - D.RAGNIVINDR, K.ALBERICH.

💌; synopsis - every time it rains, diluc is reminded of the girl he loved and lost - you’re reminded of the man you left before running away to New York and kaeya is stuck between the two. when it rains again; only the skies above will know who you choose.

↳ length: 3.9K

↳ warnings: smut, mdni 18+, fem!reader. modern!au, heavy angst, love triangles, break-ups ( between reader and kaeya ), friends to lovers, mutual pining, unprotected sex, soft sex, fingering, oral ( f!receiving ), marking, biting, praise!kink, mutual orgasms, creampies.

↳ notes: hello !! happy wednesday, i hope you’re all having a good week so far— this was a lovely little commission from @xshinigamikittenx who was kind enough to let me post this !! i loved writing this and hope you all enjoy <3 m.list ♡

the pitter patter of heavy rain against the window pains with peeling paint is usually enough to comfort a person. it’s cooling, the air rain creates acting like an ice pack on open wounds. the sound of rain is repetitive, can easily take a frenzied one track mind off of its course and settle it to a steadied speed. the rain smells like hope and new beginnings. all this about rain, and more…but to diluc, the rain is a painful reminder, a symbol and culmination of all that he’d lost. it doesn’t wash away anguish for him like it does for others, it isn’t cleansing or healing or reshresing. instead it stings to touch, hurts to hear— rain is as big an enemy to diluc ragnvindr as he is to himself.

he hates the rain even as it pours outside, slipping through the cracks and holes in his childhood home— momentarily distracting the red head from the warming drinks that he’s making.

“diluc, did you hear what i said?” kaeya’s voice just barely cuts through the clouds and doubts that hang heavy over his mind— threatening to thunder at any moment. “i’m going to propose to her today, maybe ask her to move in too.”

the kettle that the elder brother is brewing whistles as a sign of the water being boiled— bubbling over until diluc makes a move to pick it up and finish off making the tea. he fumbles with chipped mugs that have been gathering dust in the cupboard under the sink, clinking them together as he glances up at his brother. the mere mention of your name is enough to make the man a mess. “you’re going to what?” he stumbles, words clumsy on his tongue and unusually so for someone so typically stoic. “don’t…don’t you think it’s too soon? for something like that?”

“it’s actually been a year, and it feels right. dad would have approved too,” the blue haired man’s voice softens only just, a slight bit of sympathy etched into his tone. “it would be better for her to move in too, her new writing job will be bringing her back to the city.”

the day you moved away is so much clearer than the current one— the memory scribbled into the back of diluc’s mind in your not-so-neat handwriting he knew so well. before then, you had always been close with the redhead, even as children you were practically inseparable, where diluc scraped a knee you had a nasty gash to match. if his tooth fell out, yours would be wobbly the very next day, there wasn’t a thing either of you would do without each other. during your teen years, things changed ever so slightly— playful smiles turned to shy gazes and pinkies brushing in the fields behind your house, diluc had tasted like cherry cola and chewing gum when you’d kissed him on the swing set not five minutes from his dad’s house, and a year later he’d gotten into a scrap with a boy half his size in the same spot for trying to kiss you there too ( against your will ).

kaeya had taken you home for hot cocoa, your favourite, but he didn’t quite make it the same way as his brother. back then, the younger ‘ragnivindr’ boy hadn’t realised how much his sibling had liked you, simply too blinded by his own unspoken feelings to even notice and get, both you and diluc knew the way you yearned for one another was different than loving a family member or a friend, it was warmer, brighter and more heated.

he still doesn’t know why he never made a move.

a part of diluc blames the death of his late father, and how easy it was for him to shut out the ones he cared about following the event. he was given everything his father owned at such a young age, shutting down felt like the best choice at the time. he didn’t know it would mean losing you, seeing your somber face framed by the raindrops pattering down on both of you— you were giving diluc a chance before you left for university, asking him for a sign, holding an umbrella over both of your heads as you looked up at him with need.

diluc never made a move and you took the first flight to New York City the next morning to pursue your dreams in professional writing.

you don’t come back after that, and kaeya finds you out there whilst looking for something within himself, and who was diluc to put a wrench in the happiness he couldn’t give you— even if it meant hurting in secret for realising that he loved you a little too late.

“i’m going to do it anyways, marry her,” kaeya says, once again pulling diluc from the deep pool of his thoughts. “i just don’t see why you don’t approve?” the blue haired male goes on to question. “i can provide for her, i can love her. i can do all the things dad would have wanted me to do for her…” he takes his tea from diluc, blue eyes reading deep into him.

diluc answers his brother with silence, knowing that the younger is already aware of his feelings towards you. brothers shouldn’t fight, bound by blood more so than trivial emotions such as love and kaeya hums, reading deep into the silence.

“that’s what i thought,” kaeya murmurs, with a slight nod of his head. “it’s a shame, i really wish my brother could be there for this important moment.”

those are his last words to his brother, before departing into the cold rain and leaving diluc to deal with equally cold tea.

you despise the rain for obvious reasons— it reminds you of one of the loneliest times in your life and the sad solitude that followed you throughout your first few months in New York. the rain that had welcomed you felt like some kind of sick prank pulled upon you by whatever supernatural forces were working up above— to make a joke out of the girl who had her heart broken.

however, years later, you’re somehow grateful for the rain now…since it masks your shaky tears when you tell kaeya no.

“i can’t marry you, i can’t move in with you. i’m sorry but my answer is no.”

the words feel like cotton in your mouth, strange to you and like knives to your boyfriend. or rather, ex boyfriend now. the both of you stand staring, eyes locked on each other outside of kaeya’s little apartment on the corner of the street— you’re fond of the place, it’s located above a local bakery and always smells like peppermint and fresh bread, you won’t take advantage of the memories you have there. but it can’t and won’t ever feel like a home to you, it’s a shell of a place where you don’t belong and if you’d have said yes to kaeya, you would feel as though you were just a trophy item to be housed on his shelf.

your, now, ex stands on the concrete steps outside his front door, the ones that lead up to his apartment but shields himself from the acidic burn of the rain with an umbrella while you remain soiled to the bone— holding back sobs you know that you don’t deserve to cry. “why?” is all he asks you, not trace or hint of emotion coating his face nor his voice, as if the rainwater has wiped kaeya into becoming a clean slate.

guilt consumes you, since you don’t have an answer. it takes root in the pits of your stomach and intertwines precisely with each of your ribs— thorns sprouting from the stem and prodding at your lungs like a red rose, typically unsuspecting. the guilty flower making it difficult for you to breathe as you hold back your sobs. maybe it’s just that your answer isn’t something he’d want to hear…you can’t move in with kaeya, because you can’t love him in the ways that he wants you too and you’re apologetic for the parts of you that you thought you could.

kaeya is brave, he is witty and charming and everything someone other than you deserves in a partner— but he is not the man you left in the bittersweet rain before going to New York, the red headed man who was a fool to stand in the rain in expensive cashmere while not saying a word as you begged him to say everything. diluc had turned cold that day, despite the warmth of him that radiated through your childhood memories. and while, kaeya had followed you to New York and claimed to have stolen your heart, you had really left it back in your hometown with the man who had grown up by your side.

diluc ragnivindr has always been the man you wanted and you know that’s the reason why you could never fully commit to his brother. why you’ve never left a toothbrush or a set of clothes at kaeya’s place for overnight stays, why he doesn’t stock up on your favourite teas because he doesn’t know you prefer it over coffee, why you by candles that smell like sandalwood on fire because they remind you of diluc rather than the minty ones you associate with kaeya. in a way, it’s almost sad— that kaeya would think to propose and ask you to move in without hardly knowing you after a year of dating.

after spending nearly your entire life as kids together.

“i-i’m sorry,” you manage between choked gasps for clean air, but kaeya shakes his head so you don’t see his lips tremble as he holds back tears.

he knows that you are, he’s familiar with your face of regret. it was the same when you lost diluc to the darkness of death after their father passed away and it was the same when he followed you to NYC and told you all about how his brother had been. but, kaeya also recognises the glimmer of hope in your eyes—the same brightness that burned in them whenever you looked at diluc. the younger sibling, he knew you still held some sort of feelings for his brother.

you’re not over him.

“you still love him.” kaeya says simply and the rain fills the silence between you, the one that speaks a thousand words.

“i’m sorry,” you repeat, though your words are futile and weak. kaeya had expected you to scream, maybe cry and say that you didn’t mean it— that you really did love him and not his brooding brother. “i’m so ucking sorry, kae…”

“ah.”

“i-i’ll pay you back, for the ring. the one i can’t take..i’m sorry i—“

kaeya shakes his head again, turning his back to you so he can unlock his apartment— heading inside. “you should go, get somewhere warm before you catch a cold.” you know that there’s a double meaning to what your ex says, like he’s sending you off into the arms of his brother.

he leaves you on his doorstep, a pathetic mess in the rain— shooting a text to diluc as he does.

‘you win, congratulations brother.’

on the day that kaeya is meant to whisk you away, take your heart for the keeping— it rains once more and diluc is selfishly grateful for the downpour, hoping that it ruins days and spoils any engagement plans his younger brother may have for you. it’s spiteful, petty— even more so, but the elder ragnivindr son can’t help but bask in the awful weather, though it hides the sadness he truly feels. if you were here, you would have laughed and called it pathetic fallacy and perhaps, that makes him feel a little worse. or better, he really can’t tell.

yet, hours go by and there’s not a word on social media about how kaeya’s plans for you have gone— even though diluc constantly checks. he waits for pictures on your feed or stories, scrolls through and refreshes your Facebook just to see if you’ve updated your relationship status, and still, nothing changes.

all he wants is a glimpse into your life without him, what he doesn’t expect is the text from his younger brother calling it off, saying it’s over.

and maybe diluc is a little extra selfish for feeling his heart lift at the message notification flashing across his screen.

the redhead is quick to shoot you a text afterwards, asking if you’re okay— if you need anything. for above all else, diluc is still your childhood friend and someone who you’ve been able to count on since you were both in diapers. he would hope that you’d come to him, despite all that you’ve been through.

and you do.

when the doorbell rings, he flings it open a second later, revealing you and how you’re just as beautiful as the day you left for New York—soaked to the bone by the cool, heavy rain, your makeup a mess, your eyes puffy and nose snotty and still so gorgeous. as if the halo of the grey skies up above make you look like an angel.

“you’re—“ here. you’re really here, is what diluc wants to say— his mouth already forming the shape of the words before you cut him off.

your voice wavers when you speak, just like that night. “you should have come after me,” you croak, gazing deep into his fire lit soul. “followed me to New York.”

diluc knows that, it was his biggest regret. “please, just come inside.” he opens the door wider to let you in, trying to entice you with the heat of the fire running through his place but you don’t budge.

“you should have come after me.” you repeat, sniffling from tears or from the cold, he doesn’t know. “so i didn’t have to waste a year with your brother, with my friend, especially when all i could think about was you.”

the redhead grips the door handle a little tighter, knuckles turning white as the rain beats down on the world outside, on you. it’s humiliating to have you throw this in his face— but you’re so fucking right, he should have gone after you.

“please...” he says your name too.

“you should have called.”

“i thought…i thought you needed space! time!”

his chest hurts.

the rain gets harder.

“i wanted you! god…for fucks sake, diluc! you’re so stupid it’s infuriating—!” you scream in his face, pain in your voice as you step closer to his doorstep.

diluc’s cheeks flush red with embarrassment, screaming back at you until your voice both hurt. “just come inside, please! before you get sick—“

“diluc, for christ’s sake, i’m standing in the pouring rain, telling you i fucking love you and you’re doing it again!” you cry, heart on your sleeve just like it was for him before you left. “why are you doing it again? why won’t you say it back? that you love me—!”

before you can finish, he’s grabbing your wrist and pulling you into the warmth of his home— pinning you against the hard oak door after he kicks it shut, both of diluc’s muscled arms either side of your head. “i do, i do love you,” he damn near sneers, red eyes hooded, causing your heart to stutter in its place. “i burn for you, i always have and you’re right i’m a fucking coward.”

he kisses you then, when he’s done breathing the words you’ve always wanted to hear against your lips. your hands find the thick tresses of his bright and fiery hair— and diluc moans at the taste of rainfall on your soft lips, tongue sliding over the seam and begging you to let him in. neither of you pull away, lips locking and sloppily sliding against one another like you need the action to breathe— pouring long lost words into one another’s mouths, tongues rolling over each other’s.

“you are,” you breathe wetly, the elder ragnivindr pushes off your wet clothes, regretfully parting from you as he does so— scrambling to shove down your skirt and your panties, all the while spinning you and backing you up into his living room until you both collapse a mess of passionate limbs on the soft rug covering his floor. “d-diluc!”

your body burns brighter than the fire sending warmth through the room, runs hotter than diluc’s heat as he presses his body over yours— fingers fumbling between your bodies to toy with your clit. “i know…shh, i know,” he coos to you softly, though he’s just as riled up as you are— desperate to make you his. “god, you’re so wet and all i’ve done is kiss you, darling.” diluc plays with your puffy folds, gathering your slick and dragging it along the length of your slit to rub into your clit. “you want me? my fingers, darling?”

“y-yes! diluc please, don’t make me wait,” you sigh, lip caught between your teeth as your back arches from the floor into his blistering chest. he’s temperate compared to the chill outside and the one that you’re used to. he relents, pushing two digits into your eager cunt, thumb taking over on drawing his name against your pleasure nub. “oh…oh—fuck!”

diluc can’t help the breathless laugh that escapes his swollen and spit slicked lips, when you cry out from his fingers curling against your velvet walls— searching for your g-spot. “there you go, you’re so pretty,” he hums against your skin, smiling when your walls flutter around him and your cunt gushes sweetly into the seat of his palm. “i can’t even tell you how much i’ve dreamed of your pretty hole,” his words are not lost on you, despite how void of thought you might be— feeling him stroke you into shape until pleasure tingles from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. “how desperately i’ve wanted to make you mine.” he says these words while pulling away from you, slipping sweetly between your thighs to suckle on your clit before you beg for a kiss again.

it’s wet and obscene, how he fingers you to an inch of your life, pulling gasps and little moans from deep within your chest along with the tune of lewd squelching cunt. your thighs are trembling, your hands cascading through bundles of diluc’s hair, tugging him to your lips— pushing his face into your neck where he marks his claim on you, removing any traces of your ex ( his brother ) from your body, mind and soul.

you can feel it building, an orgasm twisting knots in your lower stomach— your blood carries mixes of dopamine and sex hormones around your body, sending you spiralling towards your high the more diluc works on you, playing with your creamy sex to his heart’s content. “you gonna cum, love?” he asks you tenderly, finger fucking you faster, licking hotly up the side of your face and into your mouth. “yeah? can feel how you clench down on me so good,” nodding feverishly, you let your nails sink into diluc’s bicep, his name like a prayer on your lips as his digits scissor inside of you— dragging you by your ankles to your impending earth shattering high until….

until he pulls out, slapping three fingers against your pulsating pussy with a gentle pout on his lips.

“not quite yet darling,” you manage to catch him say over the blood rushing through your ears. “i want to feel you let go on my cock, okay?”

“m’kay, hurry ‘luc,” you babble, your chest heaving and a lovesick expression painting your face as you look up at diluc—spasming from the release you’d had ripped away from you. you barely register his calloused, warm hands slipping under the curve of your ass to pull you into the redhead’s lap, your head spins as he fumbles to pull his heavy and leaky cock from his sweatpants— letting the mushroomed tip prod at your entrance while he steadily pushes into you, the burn of his size setting your nerve endings on fire.

he’s your childhood best friend, but right now he’s the man you’ve loved your entire life— and though he put you through hell and back, you can forgive him since the way he makes you feel right now has you weak in the knees. your limbs are like jello as you push your hips down, coaxing more of diluc’s girthy cock into your squishy, soaking insides.

“god— you’re fucking perfect, so beautiful, s-so…oh god,” diluc simpers, finally sheathed inside all of your slick heat. “c’mere darling, c’mere let me love you,” his arms hook around your shoulders to keep you anchored down on his throbbing dick, his forked veins pushing against pleasure spots that only he can discover, filling you with all of his love.

neither of you will last long like this, both of you shaking and sweaty messes in one another’s arms—diluc fucks you, claims you with slow rolls of his hips up into yours, tip that leaks unbeliavle loads of precum smearing that same mix of milky white against your insides, churning you up and making you see starts. you gasp and claw at his broad back, bite down on his flexing shoulders as the redhead sucks bruises and love bites into your neck— knowing they won’t be fading any time soon.

he hisses when your sensitive nipples brush against each other, when you start to circle your hips and grind your slick pussy down on him in tune to his rhythmic thrusts, his balls heavy with cum just for you slapping up against the curve of your ass. “i love you,” diluc moans heartily, pressing his forehead against your own while your bodies dance together in feverish movements, smearing your arousal against his thighs and stomach. “i love you, you’re so—fuck, you’re so good sweetheart.”

“‘m gonna cum f’you, ‘luc,” you tell him earnestly, hiccuping over the salacious squelch of your pussy as he rams into you— your juices dripping down his balls. “love you s’much, don’t stop…please don’t fucking stop—!” you pant onto diluc’s mouth, hot and heavy while his adoration and lust for you spreads through your body like a wildfire, heating you up from the inside out.

“yeah you love me…i love you, never gonna stop,” he grunts back, fingertips digging into your shoulders and your waist as he lifts and drops you down onto his aching cock. you’re tight around diluc, locking him into your sweet pussy until he can barely pull out— jamming into your g-spot over and over, sending you both hurtling over the edge as you clamp down on him for the final time.

gentle ‘i love you’s are thrown into the sex tainted air, your cunt streaming with your arousal as you shake and quiver and cry in your lover’s arms— and diluc barely lets you go, filling you up to the brim with thick waves of his hot white seed, his hips stuttering and fucking more of his cum into you.

“p-promise, promise you'll always come after me,” you murmur against diluc’s lips when you finally come down, sharing a sweaty and teary eyed kiss with hand on his chest to feel his heartbeat steady. “s-swear on it.” you say.

and all diluc can do is smile lovingly, realising the rain has stopped as the sun shines through the curtains of his living room.

“i will always come after you, for as long as i live.”

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koala711 · 10 months

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Basking In You

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Synopsis: It’s been a long time since you’ve woken up in each other’s arms.

CW’s: Fluff- like fluff fluff, sweet sickly fluff I hope for you and nicknames love and beloved

Characters in order:

Diluc, Kaeya, Ayato, Alhaitham, Tighnari

(A/N) I was gonna add Kazuha, but it turned into more angst than fluff so Imma do a separate post for that some day in more detail.

Diluc Ragnvindr

Even if he had awoken, Diluc didn’t bother to open his eyes as he breathed in the familiar scent of valberries. He slightly tightened his grip around you with a small, almost invisible smile appearing on his lips.

Archons... He’s missed this.

“Morning, handsome,” you whispered, bringing your hand up to push away the fiery red strands from his face.

He squeezed his eyes for a moment before letting them flutter open to see you staring back at him. The way you looked at him and the way the sun kissed your skin made his heart flutter a little.

“Hello, love.”

He leaned up to press a soft kiss against your forehead before he returned to his original position, staring into your (eye color) eyes with as much love and happiness he felt.

“I’ve missed this,” you sighed, leaning deeper into the pillow.

The two of you never broke eye contact, trying to take in as much as you could of this moment. Blush dusted his cheeks as the moment prolonged.

It’s been so long since he’s woken up with you in his arms. All he’s been waking up to in the past three weeks is an empty and cold bed as you ventured Sumeru for a side project you’ve always wanted to begin. If it meant you were happy, it was always okay with him, because in the end he knows you’ll be back in his arms just like this morning.

Diluc pulled the covers over your shoulder and snaked his hand back to your back, and you let out a sleepy chuckle as you snuggled into his chest.

“Me too.”

Kaeya Alberich

A soft kiss on your cheek greeted you as you woke from your slumber, but you could not turn to return any gesture as Kaeya’s arms kept you facing the other way.

You laughed as another kiss makes its way to the nape of your neck.

“Someone’s quite affectionate this morning,” you teased, feeling his arms around you loosen and turned to face him.

He was smiling brightly. He was never this happy in the morning, but knowing he was able to stay with you like this for longer made his heart race.

“Should I not? It’s been a long time since you’ve woken up alongside me.”

You rolled your eyes and brought your hand up to push away the stray strand of hair. You placed your hand on his cheek, softly stroking it as the two of you stared into each other’s eyes. His cocky smile melted into a soft smile as he leaned into your touch.

“You got the day off?” You asked in a hushed voice, almost afraid that anything more would pierce this warm atmosphere.

“Mm.”

You giggled at his hum as his eyes began to flutter. The soft strokes you gave to his cheek and simple comfort you gave him made Kaeya struggle to stay awake.

The two of you stared into each other’s eyes for a moment before Kaeya pulled you closer and stuffed his head into the crook of your neck. You could feel one of his hands play with the tips of your hair while the other pressed against the small of your back, keeping you close.

“Gotta say,” you muttered, shaking your head with a soft smile. “I missed your morning neediness.”

“Neediness?” You could feel him smile against your neck. “If anything, I’m just showing you as much love as I can first thing in the morning. Is there anything wrong with that?”

“No," you laughed into his skin. "No there isn’t.”

Kamisato Ayato

Ayato held your close in his arms, breathing in your scent with his nose stuffed into your hair. His eyes may be closed, but he is very awake.

When he hopped into bed last night after returning from what seemed like the longest business trip ever, it didn’t take long until he fell asleep. Therefore, he didn’t get to indulge in you as much as he’d wished.

“Good morning, my beloved,” Ayato whispered, feeling your stir and squirm in his grasp.

“Morning...” You let out a small groan as a beam of sunlight blinded you.

You were never much of a morning person. Something about it was so tiring, but perhaps being coddled like this would make up for it from time to time.

“How’d your trip go?”

“Tiresome.” Ayato pulled away from you, trailing a hand down your forearm and brought your hand up to his face. “Without you by my side, I don’t think I’d have lasted another day of squabbles.”

His lips pressed against your knuckle for a couple of quiet seconds as a blush made its way up to your cheeks. At this rate, Ayato was going to give you a heart attack with how affectionate he’s being first thing in the morning.

The commissioner smiled against your skin as he looked into your eyes.

Such a mischievous fellow, but that was the man you fell in love with. You hated and loved him for the things he did to you and your heart.

Alhaitham

Waking up next to your lover was the best gift you could have. Seeing him sleeping like this was a different sight, one you weren’t very familiar with but one you would stare at until you could remember every single detail. You’d stare when he was awake, but it was embarrassing to always be caught.

Usually Alhaitham would get up before you and head to the Akademia for work, but the weekend was when you were always able to indulge in this simple pleasure. Besides, you’ve been gone for awhile, you deserved this.

After a while of basking in this scene, your brain slowly began to process everything that has happened in this supposed very short week. That is, that you came home on a Wednesday...

So it was Thursday...

And Al Haitham was here.

"Haitham...?" You sleepily whispered, noticing the gray-haired man still sleeping next to you. "Love, wake up!"

"I'm awake."

Alhaitham pulled you closer to him, not bothering to open his eyes.

"You're supposed to be at work," you scolded. “Get up!”

The scribe only ignored you and your efforts in prying his arms off of you. All he really wanted right now was to stay with you like this for just a little longer.

You’ve been away in Liyue to do some special research on their Violet Grass all of last week, and once you came back home yesterday, he couldn’t come home until very late because of an emergency meeting and work.

Even if he wasn’t much of an emotional person, he had to admit(to himself) he missed holding you like this and hearing your hoarse morning voice.

"I'm not really needed for their plans today. My tardiness wouldn't hinder their progress."

"You’re the Acting Grand Sage though!?”

Even with that point, you didn’t win.

Tighnari

“Master Tighnari?”

You softly groaned as you turned over in your lover’s arms.

You had no idea how many times the forest ranger has been calling your lover’s name from beyond the leaf wall, but you were sure it’s happened more than once for it to actually wake you up.

At first, you thought Tighnari was still asleep if they had to call them, but considering his ears, he probably wasn't.

“Tigh,” you whispered, peeking out to him. His eyes immediately opened to your call. “A ranger needs you.”

“Did he leave already? Didn't he just come back?” You heard the ranger muttering.

Tighnari shook his head and sighed at the forest ranger’s attempts. From the first attempt to the last, he heard it all, along with the explanation of why they were there.

“They just need a small item they requested I fetch for them in Sumeru City. It’s something needed for a later date, so they can wait.”

He doesn’t usually ignore a forest ranger’s calls, but with their reasoning, Tighnari deemed it not as important as staying by your side. Your warmth was addicting, one he’d missed for the past two weeks while he was in the city.

It didn’t take long for him to miss you. The only thing he had to contact you were letters, but it didn’t feel enough to fulfill the hole in your place.

He really didn’t plan to do that, but the Akedemiya requested a new lab for him to do with his students this year. It was a study that required daily notetaking and care, one in which he had to teach, monitor, and help with almost constantly.

“Why not give it to them now?”

“Because,” he huffed, bringing his tail closer to your entangled legs. “I’ve been away for too long and now I’m with you, or do you want me to leave you alone in bed?”

You laughed in a hushed manner and softly flicked his forehead.

He looked cute with his eyebrows furrowed above his multi-colored eyes, along with the barely visible pout on his lips. How could you resist that? Besides, he wasn’t the only one missing their other half.

“No, no. It’s alright. Just stay here forever, I suppose.”

"It's what I plan."

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satoruxx · 8 months

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MORNING CHILLS.

✧ PAIRING: diluc ragnvindr x reader | 1.2k words

✧ SUMMARY: fluff, lots of domesticity, established relationship, clingy diluc, clingy reader, lots of clinginess overall, this is way too cheesy, an absurd amount of sweetness really, but anyways domestic mornings !!

✧ RHEYA'S NOTE: this is my entry for the summer santa event hosted by @solarisfortuneia and i got assigned to @pvbbyb0y !! i’m so sorry it’s late but i’m really hoping you enjoy this hehe :D i had a lot of fun writing it (diluc my beloved mwah)

despite wielding a pyro vision, diluc ragnvindr runs cold in the mornings.

you'll probably tell him he's absurd, clinging to him for warmth whenever you can, but he knows in his gut that it's true. he's usually warm, except for the early dawns, when he's roused from sleep and even the slightest shift of his skin against the sheets makes him shiver.

he used to hate the mornings for this exact reason. he hated being pulled from the comforting warmth of his dreams only to realize that there was nothing but cold and emptiness in the bed he slept in. he hated the feeling of ripping the sheets away from his body, hated the feeling of goosebumps rising over his flesh, hated the feeling of his bare feet touching the cold wood of the manor's floors. he hated it all.

he tells you as much one morning, when you're still hazy with sleep and slow to process his words.

"isn't it strange that those with pyro visions aren't always warm?" he asks quietly, voice thick with sleep as he speaks out into the silence. you attempt to crack an eye open, but the sunlight filtering in through the curtains makes you flinch, and you opt for burying your face into his arm instead.

when you answer, your voice is muffled against his skin. "what are you talking about?"

he sighs, quietly, so that he doesn't break the peace. he's been scared of doing that lately. "i'm always cold in the mornings..."

there's a silence that lingers in the air before you're snorting out a laugh, shaking your head. "no you aren't."

diluc sits up a little, so that his back can rest against one of the pillows. the sheets slide down his body a little, and he almost hisses as the cool air hits his skin. he eyes your disheveled hair, confusion evident in his tone. "yes i am." he replies simply.

you finally pick your head up to glare at him critically, unlatching yourself from his arm. "you're ridiculous, no you are not." you say, groggily adjusting yourself so that you can rest your face against his chest and drape your arm over his waist. "you run so warm all the time. it's the most pleasant thing ever."

he pauses, looking down at you with interest, his calloused palms coming up to thread through your hair like it's routine. "oh? what do you mean by that?"

"i mean," you stress with a sigh. "that you're so warm and so comfortable and it makes me feel clingy."

you say all of this with a grumpy pout, and diluc can already tell your only goal right now is to go back to sleep. the thought makes him bite back a grin, because it's almost funny how you can say these sweet things with such an exasperated expression. he doesn't really have an answer to give back, and instead he smiles to himself, fingers coming down to drift over the skin of your arm.

there's another comfortable silence between the two of you and diluc's thoughts travel through his head slowly, lazily.

"i hate the cold, you know?" he muses, gaze trained on the folds of his bedsheets with disinterest.

"is this another horribly concealed jab at captain kaeya?"

he laughs despite himself, shaking his head even though you can't see him with your eyes closed. "no, this isn't about kaeya. i just don't like how the cold makes me feel." he answers as his laughs die down, fingers still tracing patterns over your skin. "especially in the morning, when i have to get out of bed."

"why's that?"

he pauses, smiling to himself and leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of your head. "because you're warm, and when i get out of bed i can't hold you, so it makes me cold."

a tired giggle escapes your lips, and you shake your head against his chest playfully. "i hope you know that was extremely cheesy, diluc."

he shrugs, choosing to keep the rest of his thoughts to himself. one day, he'll find a way to explain it to you properly. how cold he's gotten used to feeling in an empty bed and how he always believed that cold would remain with him, lonely and isolating and oh so frigid. he'll find a way to tell you that he now hates getting out of bed because he can't bring himself to let go of your addicting warmth, in all of its loving and welcoming glory. he'll somehow find a way to let you know that it's almost torture for him to rip himself away from your embrace every single day.

but for now, he'll keep those thoughts to himself.

he moves to get up, and immediately your eyes shoot open, grip tightening. he laughs quietly, as though this doesn't occur every morning. "you know i have to get up, my love."

"you don't." you say simply, tugging his hand ever so slightly. "you could just stay."

his shoulders drop, a helpless smile on his face as he reaches over to smooth down your hair.

“and who would take care of the manor?” he asks, tilting his head as a few strands of fiery red hair fall across his eyes.

"adelinde runs the place better than you do."

"oh, she does." diluc chuckles, pressing his lips to your temple. "but that doesn't mean i don't have to attend to my duties too."

the look you give him is criminally endearing, and his sigh comes out more indulgent than anything else, powerless in front of you. he moves to get back into bed, and you make yourself comfortable against him again.

he doesn't even have it in him to be angry, instead just letting his fingers stroke your hair and lull you back into that sweet sense of security you claim to feel in his arms.

and all diluc ragnvindr can do in that moment is smile to himself, feeling slightly helpless but oh so warm and fuzzy.

he waits until he's sure you've fallen asleep again to finally get up, the telltale sign of your breathing getting slower so familiar to him it makes his stomach flip. your words echo in his head, and a smile tugs at his lips as he forces himself to turn away from you and get himself ready for the day. truthfully, if you opened your eyes again and asked him to stay, he'd get back into bed with you in a heartbeat. because you look so warm all cuddled up in his sheets like that, lips parted and hair mussed like it's the most natural thing in the world.

and archons above he was starting to feel cold all over again.

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trannyctophiliac · 1 year

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not good enough for you

where you feel insecure because you genuinely feel like you aren't good enough for him, but he thinks otherwise.

{CW!!: suggestive, mentions of reader wearing a skirt/dress but gn, different types of insecurities, js know you are stunning with all of that baes <3}

characters: ayato, childe, cyno, diluc, tighnari, and wanderer

- set in modern au for a few, ~1.2k words in total -

ayato: pillar of fortitude

you being insecure just influences his spending habits on you. it increases tremendously.

of course he'll comfort you, give you attention, all that jazz, but him?

he buys even more things he thinks you'll look absolutely lovely in.

dress shirts, dresses, skirts, shorts, literally anything that he might think you'll like he'll get it.

you walk out of your shared bedroom with your hands behind your back and your gaze cast to the floor timidly. ayato nearly choked on the boba he was drinking when his eyes laid on you. the way you looked up at him with your eyes all the way to how you stood, he thought you looked ethereal. "my love, how could you be insecure when you look so lovely?" he pulls you into his arms, hands going down your waist. "are you sure? " you mumbled, your eyes focused on the ground. rubbing over your hip dips before cupping your ass, ayato used his other hand to make you look up at him. "you have nothing to worry about.. let me spoil you."

childe: tartaglia (did my man WRONG)

he honestly thinks you're joking when you first tell him, that's how good looking you are.

he hypes you up a LOT more than usual, making sure you feel extra special before anything.

being so fr, he's the type to comment first and most under your instagram posts

most definitely brags about you on his socials as well, has a highlight for you and everything

cyno: judicator of secrets

"childe, why am i getting hundreds of notifications? from YOUR account?" your boyfriend shrugs as if he doesn't know what he did, replying with a simple, "just making you feel good, that's all." after going to the notifications, your heart gets more and more full as you read the compliments he paints your phone screen with. they all came with such love and adoration which varies from "THATS MY S/O RIGHT THERE YOU GUYS!!!" to dumb pick up lines that have you rolling your eyes. you smile softly as you like every single one of his comments, pinning one at the top of your post. despite his cheesiness, you know from all of these that childe truly does think you're the prettiest.

his jokes slowly turn into cheesy pick up lines about how pretty you are, like those REALLY bad ones

its sort of misleading at first and makes you think he's doesn't care, and trust me he does! he's just bad at words of affirmation

not to mention, i believe he tells you you're so pretty and amazing and beautiful and just EVERYTHING in bed

he's totally up for fucking you in front of a mirror to get it through your head about how pretty you are

when he walks into your small shared apartment after a grocery run, he sees you staring into the mirror. you're poking your stomach fat around your belly button, sighing softly. he comes up behind you, kissing your neck softly as he wraps his arms around your hips. cyno digs in his pocket to pull out a small card, before saying, "good thing i have my library card, because i'm checking you out." you look up at him with an attempt at a deadpan, which morphs into a moan as he starts touching your hips, slowly going lower. "if you can't understand how gorgeous you are, i'll make sure you know by tonight."

diluc: the dark side of dawn

he would for sure be such a good person to talk to about your insecurities to and receive comfort

i think that when he was younger, he was also a little insecure about his appearance because of his hair and eyes, since it wasn't normal (i js know that when kaeya came around he got less and less insecure as he grew up but THIS ISNT ABT THEM.)

he would kiss every insecurity and go on rants about how much he loves them, because he loves every part of you

for the sex life? things like stretch marks make him go FERAL. literally all of your beautiful insecurities make him FERAL

as you let out a small moan, diluc spreads your legs open and start kissing up and down your thighs. your stretch marks were more prominent in the moonlight coming from the window, and that alone made him hard. "you're so beautiful my dear.." he took his finger and traced over them. when you looked down, your eyes widen to see him, looking at them like how people look at constellations in the sky. looking at them with such admiration, diluc kissed them over and over. "so pretty.. let me make your pretty body feel good."

tighnari: verdant strider

he would 100% accidently turn it into a lecture about self-confidence and would go on and ON

after knowing about your insecurities, he would bring flowers from his research and give them to you, they reminded him of you

although he would comfort you plenty, he is one sassy ass fox so he would be very sarcastic when you do bring yourself down

he would list all of your achievements while calling you the dumbest person he's ever met

"yeah you are pretty dumb now that i think about it." your heart dropped as those words came out of his mouth. before you can say something, tighnari continues. "it's not like you won the nationwide botany fair for sumeru or anything." your lips formed a pout as you spoke, "but you were my partner! of course we got won." he rolled his eyes before looking at you with a deadpan expression; "did you forget i was sick the whole time? you had to do it by yourself." a shy "oh" left your lips while his arm wrapped around your waist. "have more confidence in yourself you big lummox."

wanderer: eons adrift (named kunikuzushi for convenience)

he's like tighnari in a way, but much more heavy on the sarcastic and snide comments

he can't really comfort you because he can't even believe that he's good enough for you

tries his best though, always makes an effort to compliment you, even if the compliment is very choppy

isn't the best person to go to for insecurities plaguing your mind but it's nice to be around him anyways

you yelp in pain as kunikuzushi flicks your forehead out of annoyance. "shut it, you're giving me a headache." you sigh, "i'm being serious kuni, i really don't think that i look good enough for you." as your teary eyes dart to the ground, you feel his arms wrap around you. "you are so annoying.. of course your good enough. more than good enough you dumb fuck." you smile a little at his harsh words, knowing that's his way of comfort. while trying to stop your tears from falling, you couldn't hear his soft words in your hair. "you're so fucking pretty, i hate when you say otherwise dumbass."

written 3/20/23 || credits go to me || asks open <3

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cryptonite-exe · 1 year

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lust for life

𓆩♡𓆪 diluc x gender neutral! reader

𓆩♡𓆪 header artist ; @/erimmyon

𓆩♡𓆪 genre ; smut (don't interact if you can't handle smut)

𓆩♡𓆪 cw ; submissive diluc, breeding kink, teasing, handjob, creampie, diluc begging bc hes babyboy

𓆩♡𓆪 a/n ; coming back from hiatus with this 🤸

there was an apparent cozy atmosphere within the tavern, perhaps it was the reason a few patrons had fallen asleep. the soothing tunes of the local bard fell flat as diluc gestured that it was closing time. diluc stays behind the bar, cleaning the used glasses as charles escorts the intoxicated and drowsy customers outside to go home to their probably fuming partners.

after a while, charles bids farewell and leaves diluc to close the tavern. the dim lights and fading candlelights are all that's left to accompany him. he wipes down the tables as he reminisces of the past hours. recalling the pleasant conversations he had with frequent patrons and the not so pleasant ones with drunkards picking a fight. his hands set down the last cup into the cupboards and he throws the towels into a basket in the corner. he sighs from relief, seeing all his work done for the day.

after throwing on his coat, he locks up angel’s share and leaves. the once lively tavern during the day turns into a lone one in the dark, waiting for the arrival of its owner at dawn. the trail to his manor is a long one, nothing but the silence of night to be heard. as exhausted as he is, his guard remains up nevertheless. he found the quiet journey all the while worth it. when he arrives at home, he leaves his boots at the front, the boots you gifted when you saw how worn out his past ones were. he sheds his coat and hangs it on the coat rack before heading up the stairs to the bedroom.

he gently turns the knob and enters. the aroma of honeysuckle immediately enters his senses. a small smile forms when he notices the scented candle on your tableside. he removes the remainder of his clothing, changing into nothing but pajama pants before joining you in bed. you must’ve noticed when the bed dipped as you stirred awake. you shifted from your position to face whatever awoken you from your sleep. you could barely see with what little light illuminated this person, but when you saw the familiar head of red hair, you let out a hum of satisfaction. “mm, how was work?” you ask with a hoarse voice, evident of your slumber. “missed you so much.” he says, pulling you closer to him. his arm remains around you, holding you close while rubbing circles on your back. he kisses the entirety of your face, from your nose to your cheeks to your forehead and lastly at your lips. you laugh at how ticklish it felt. he continues to softly kiss you, smiling into it when he feels you snake your arm to the back of his neck. when he moves down, he makes sure to pay attention to every part of you. whether it be caressing, kissing, nuzzling, he leaves nothing untouched.

“missed me that much?” you tease when you notice the desperation in his touch. he replies with a hum, too busy nipping at your skin to give a full reply. “shouldn’t you- be sleeping?” you stutter when you feel his cold hands roam under your nightgown. “we haven’t done it in so long, i need you.” he pleads, looking up at you with eyes shining in the moonlight. you look back at him with a surprised expression but it’s true, conflicting schedules and busy days resulted in this. one of his bartenders has been out sick for the past week, making diluc take more shifts than he usually would. he’d come home tired and barely conscious enough to reply to your attempts at a conversation, but you don’t hold it against him.

“if you say so mr. darknight hero” you tease once more, enjoying the immediate flushed expression on his face. “oh, stop it” he replies, embarrassed at the given title. the cheeky grin on you soon disappeared when he started removing your garments until every part of you was met by the chilly air in the room. but before he could touch another part of you, you were quick to push him down onto the bed. his eyes widened when you straddled yourself onto his lap, settling right on top of his crotch. “figured you need a reward for working so hard,” you say, looking down at him. you could hear his breath hitch when you leaned down, your lips on the soft skin of his chest, slowly leaving love marks sprawled out. as stoic and as aloof of a man diluc is, that side of him fades away to your very touch, showing the vulnerable touch starved part of him to you. you made your way up his body, returning the gesture with numerous kisses. words don’t come out of his mouth to retort as you reach his lips. soft lips on soft lips, the kiss was as sweet and passionate as always. you let out a soft gasp when you felt him grow hard underneath you. still continuing the sensual makeout, you slowly grind your hips against his, creating friction enough to have him moan into the kiss.

you could see how untouched he’s been for days on end. his hips move to try and meet your movement. when he finds the rhythm that matches yours, his moans grow louder as his voice breaks up more. “hngh- please! i need you” he moans. you could feel his precum soak through his pants, creating a wet spot on the fabric. his muscles stiffen as he feels you pull down his pajamas along with his underwear. his cock springs out, eager with the way it hits his abdomen. there's a pool of pre on his tip, along with the sound of arousal coming from him as the midnight air hits his cock. your lips form a small smile, seeing diluc in such a state. your hands wrap around the base, making sure to place a firm hold that gives him pleasure from that alone. you stroke upwards, all the way to his tip. a whorish moan makes it past his lips along with his hips bucking into your hand. his hands long left your body to cover his face. perhaps he felt embarrassment from this arrangement because, at such an angle, you can see every part of him. the way his thighs twitch, the way he sucks in a breath every time you stroke his tip.

but oh how cute.

“c’mon don’t hide from me, i wanna see your pretty moans” you coo. your hand still continues to jerk him off. your thumb running along the slit of his tip sends his head back into the pillows. he feels the heat in his stomach intensify with each stroke of your hand. “oh archons, please please please! so close!” he sobs, tears prickle his eyes as his climax approaches. his moans are a mix of pleas and cries. yet at the edge of his incoming orgasm, you release the tight grasp you had on his cock. he immediately whines at the loss of that ecstasy. you chuckle at his cute whimpers. he was still trying to catch his breath when you took his hands and guided them down, resting them on your thighs. you raise your hips, leaning your balance on your knees. you line the tip of his cock against your entrance. “wait you’re n- ah!” he exclaims. his grip on your thighs tightens as you plunge yourself down his cock. “fuck! i’ve been.. touching myself when you’re not here.” you moan, not giving a fuck about anyone hearing you. for the past week, not having diluc around really tortured you. in the evenings, it gets worse. the usual intimate hours for you both became lonely ones for you. you’d fuck yourself open like he was watching. but the way his cock stretches you out even more has you delirious, your fingers were never enough to have you like this. he could only moan at your confession. his mouth hung open with endless moans flowing out of him as you’d raise yourself up to only drop back down on his cock over and over. “mm.. you’re so big, so good!” you slur out due to the overwhelming feeling of his cock brushing against your walls. both of his hands settle on your thighs, harshly gripping the flesh there. he grits his teeth and thrusts up, meeting your pace. you couldn’t help but throw your head back in awe. your tight hole clenches around him at every thrust. you were sure your voice will be long gone by the time the sun rises, but you couldn’t give less of a fuck about that right now.

“you, feel so good, so fucking good, angel” he alluringly wails. the aching hunger for him easily outweighs the burning sore on your thighs. you mewl when he brings you down for a kiss. the kiss was sloppy and slow, desperate moans leaking in between each breath. the sensual kiss progressed into a deep embrace, savoring the taste of each other. your bouncing became careless grinding to chase your high. “i’ll take a day off, a week off- i’m never letting you go again” he proclaims, wrapping his arms around your waist. he helps the knot in your stomach slowly unravel. your elbows rest on his shoulders with your hands cradling his head. you mumble whatever your conscious mind can conjure while he whispers sweet nothings to you.

your mind turns fuzzy as he continues ruining your insides. your head hangs low as you feel like you were about to burst from all this pleasure. his fully hard cock reached places no toy of yours could ever touch. beneath your thighs lie a pool of both pre-cum and sweat getting continuously mixed from the endless thrusts from diluc. and if somehow it could get louder, yours and diluc’s moans did. when you could feel the edge of your orgasm approaching you, your breath started to stagger. you knew diluc was approaching his as well when his thrusts started staggering. “my angel, my sweet angel, please please! ‘m so close!” he whimpers. “let me cum inside please! wanna fill you up so bad, i’ll breed you so good!” he pants, tightening his hold on you and pulling your body flush against his. your mind can barely think of a single word and neither can your mouth say a word. “hhnnn! yes! oh fuckk.. fill me up ‘luc-” you stutter when you felt his cock twitch inside you. and by some possibility, he fucks you even faster.

in just a few thrusts, that familiar euphoria rushes through your body. “ah! ahh! i’m cumming- there! righttt there!�� you cry out. your toes curl and your back arcs at the intense sensation. your vision blurs, and you could only lean on diluc for support. diluc doesn’t stop ramming into you like his life depends on it. your hole practically became a pretty toy for him to use at his own disposal. “you’ll let me fill you up, right? you feel so good inside, darling” he pleads, desperation replacing what little shame he has left. “haa.. yes! fucking fill me up to the brim until i’m full of your seed!” you shout as your jaw slacks from the overstimulation and from how he keeps hitting your sweet spot again and again. his cock twitches inside you upon hearing your words. he mewls when you bring him in for another kiss. amidst it however, he breaks off when the last few thrusts send him to his climax. he thrashes his head, and his eyes roll to the back of his head when he reaches that place of pure ecstasy.

as the moans and love proclamations died down, the sex in the atmosphere surely stayed. you both catch your breath but your bodies still stuck to each other in an embrace. diluc gently sets you down, slowly pulling out. how amusing, he kisses your hand oh so softly as if he wasn’t just fucking your brains out a minute ago. “i’ve missed you so bad, my love.. rest now, i’ll take care of you,” he says. he makes sure to kiss you on the lips before getting up. the last thing you saw was a messy head of red hair before you passed out.

diluc was a man of his word. every promise he pledges to you is a vow he makes sure will be fulfilled. when you awoke the next morning, there he was. no more waking up to a cold bed or shifting around the sheets finding what was missing. the chilly atmosphere the past week is now replaced by his warmth. he’s here. he had his arms around you tightly as he sleeps so peacefully. you notice the slick running down your legs the night prior is long gone, and the nightgown you wore was replaced by one of his fresh dress shirts. you brush away the strands of hair that curtain his face. “mmm...” he mumbles, barely awake as he feels you lightly kiss his lips.

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