diluc spent his entire adolescence chasing goals set for him, never by him, shouldering the weight of his father's failed dreams & family legacy + keeping face in high society w crepe layers of facades (ie not afforded the freedom to discover what he likes or how he would behave wo constant pressure to Behave) ... RECIPE FOR REPRESSION & self-denial. esp when queerness would force him to deviate from the expectations & traditions that define him (not being able to have a biological heir, for instance)
I love the idea of diluc going on a (n accidental or purposeful) self-discovery side quest during his 4 yr crusade in snezhnaya & learning that he LOVES hickory _ _ _ _ ory dock ... 🙄 it's the first time in his life that he's completely free to explore & abandon all his scripts. operating under an alias/separate identity in a foreign country where he's probably lesser known. perhaps unknowingly colluding w the enemy when he has a tryst with childe tartaglia ajax
the communication & intimacy problems... the emotional walls.. I love submissive diluc as an expression of his vulnerability & not feeling as though he must maintain a strong & stoic persona.
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Ajax and Dilucs honeymoon phase has sadly ended. It’s alright, they can never stay mad at eachother for too long.
4 in 1
1. Cologne
Angel's Share was eerily quiet after hours. The dim lighting cast soft shadows on the wooden beams and barrels, creating an almost serene atmosphere. Kaeya had come to ask Diluc a question, a somewhat trivial matter, but he figured it would be easier to do so when the bar wasn’t bustling with patrons.
As he approached the entrance, he heard raised voices. Curiosity piqued, Kaeya carefully opened the door and slipped inside, moving silently as he followed the sound of the argument to the back room.
“There’s just no need for it, Ajax!” Diluc's voice was stern and exasperated. “You put on so much cologne that it's overpowering. It distracts me and everyone else around you.”
Ajax's response was equally heated. “That’s ridiculous, Diluc! I don’t put on that much. You’re just sensitive to it. No one else has ever complained!”
Kaeya paused at the doorway, hesitating. He debated whether to interrupt, but the curiosity was too strong. He leaned against the frame, crossing his arms as he watched the scene unfold.
“You’re not listening to me,” Diluc snapped, his frustration evident. “It’s not about whether you like it or not. It’s about considering the people around you. You’re in my bar, Ajax. My space.”
Ajax rolled his eyes. “Oh, please. You act like it’s some kind of crime. It’s just cologne. And if it bothers you so much, maybe it’s not me who needs to change.”
The tension in the room was palpable. Diluc’s face was flushed with anger, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. Ajax, on the other hand, looked defiant, arms crossed over his chest as he stared Diluc down.
Kaeya cleared his throat, trying to break the tension. “Uh, excuse me? What’s going on here?”
Diluc and Ajax both turned to look at him, surprise flashing across their faces. Diluc’s expression quickly shifted to one of annoyance. “Kaeya, what are you doing here?”
“I was just going to ask you something, but it seems like I walked in at a bad time,” Kaeya said, his tone light. He glanced between them, raising an eyebrow. “What’s all this about cologne?”
Diluc huffed, clearly still agitated. “Ajax here seems to think it’s acceptable to bathe in cologne before coming to work. It’s distracting and overwhelming.”
Ajax scoffed. “It’s not that much, and it smells good. Kaeya, back me up here. Do you think I wear too much cologne?”
Kaeya hesitated, caught between his loyalty to Diluc and his friendship with Ajax. He took a deep breath, then gave a small, apologetic smile to Diluc. “Honestly, Diluc, I can’t say I’ve noticed. I don’t think it’s that strong.”
Diluc’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he muttered. He turned on his heel and stormed towards the stairs that led to his private quarters. “I can’t deal with this right now.”
Ajax watched him go, shaking his head. “Unbelievable,” he muttered. He gave Kaeya a rueful smile. “Sorry you had to see that. I’d better go talk to him.”
Kaeya nodded, feeling a bit awkward. “Yeah, good luck with that.”
As Ajax followed Diluc up the stairs, Kaeya found himself alone in the quiet bar. He wandered over to a stool, deciding to wait for a bit in case Diluc cooled off and came back down. He drummed his fingers on the counter, lost in thought.
After a few minutes, he heard muffled voices from upstairs. He tried to ignore it, focusing on the rows of bottles behind the bar instead. But the voices grew louder, and he couldn’t help but glance up. The sight that greeted him made his eyes widen in surprise.
Diluc and Ajax were standing in the hallway, close together, their argument apparently forgotten. Diluc had his hands on Ajax’s shoulders, his expression intense. Ajax was leaning in, a small smile playing on his lips.
Before Kaeya could process what was happening, Diluc pulled Ajax closer, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Ajax responded immediately, wrapping his arms around Diluc’s waist and pulling him even closer.
Kaeya’s mouth dropped open in shock. He quickly looked away, feeling like an intruder on an intimate moment. He stared at the counter, trying to erase the image from his mind. The sounds of their kissing and soft murmurs drifted down the stairs, making it impossible to ignore.
Kaeya shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Well, that escalated quickly,” he muttered to himself. He stood up, deciding it was best to leave them to it. As he headed for the door, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Guess I’ll come back another day...those stupid love birds.”
2. Hair
Mondstadt's evening air was crisp and filled with the soft hum of activity. Near the city gates, Diluc and Ajax stood at the far left, engaged in yet another heated argument. Their voices, though not overly loud, carried a certain intensity that drew the attention of a passerby – Huffman, a knight who had long harbored feelings for Diluc.
Huffman lingered by the gate, trying to remain inconspicuous as he watched the scene unfold. His heart ached with jealousy as he watched the two men argue, hoping, perhaps irrationally, that this might be his moment to step in and comfort Diluc.
“You’re being ridiculous, Ajax,” Diluc said, frustration evident in his tone. “My hair is not that nice. It’s unruly and too bright. It’s not something to be admired.”
Ajax crossed his arms, a slight smirk playing on his lips. “Oh, come on, Diluc. Your hair is one of the things I love most about you. It’s unique and beautiful, just like you.”
Diluc’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t patronize me, Ajax. Just because you think it’s nice doesn’t mean it is. You’re just saying that to make me feel better.”
Ajax sighed, running a hand through his own hair in exasperation. “I’m not patronizing you, Diluc. I’m being honest. Why can’t you just accept a compliment?”
“Because it doesn’t feel like a compliment! It feels like you’re teasing me,” Diluc retorted, his voice growing louder. “Lately, all we do is argue. Maybe you’re just tired of me.”
Huffman’s heart pounded in his chest. He took a step forward, his mind racing with thoughts of how he could comfort Diluc, how he could finally express his own feelings. But before he could make a move, Ajax stepped closer to Diluc, his expression softening.
“Diluc, I’m not tired of you. I could never be tired of you,” Ajax said softly, reaching out to gently cup Diluc’s cheek. “I love you, every part of you. Your hair, your stubbornness, your passion. Everything.”
Diluc blinked, taken aback by the sudden change in Ajax’s demeanor. “Then why does it feel like we’re always fighting?” he asked, his voice cracking slightly.
“Because we’re both stubborn idiots,” Ajax replied with a small laugh. “But that doesn’t mean I love you any less. If anything, it makes me love you more.”
Diluc’s resolve seemed to waver. Huffman watched with bated breath, his own emotions a mix of longing and despair. He knew he shouldn’t be watching, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the scene in front of him.
Ajax leaned in, his lips brushing against Diluc’s ear. “I love your hair, Diluc,” he whispered, his voice low and filled with affection. “It’s like fire, just like you. And I wouldn’t change a thing about it.”
Diluc shivered at the sensation, his eyes closing briefly. “Ajax…”
Before he could say more, Ajax’s lips trailed down to his neck, pressing soft, sensual kisses along the sensitive skin. Diluc’s breath hitched, his hands gripping Ajax’s arms as he tried to maintain his composure.
Huffman’s face flushed, his jealousy and discomfort growing as he watched Ajax continue to kiss Diluc’s neck, whispering praises and reassurances between each kiss. He knew he should look away, give them their privacy, but he couldn’t move.
“Diluc,” Ajax murmured between kisses, “you’re perfect to me. And I’m sorry if I ever made you feel otherwise. I love you more than words can say.”
Diluc’s eyes opened, filled with a mixture of emotions – frustration, love, vulnerability. He leaned into Ajax’s touch, his anger dissipating as he felt the sincerity in Ajax’s words and actions.
“I love you too, Ajax,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “I’m just… I’m just scared sometimes.”
Ajax pulled back slightly, looking into Diluc’s eyes with a tender expression. “I know, love. But we’ll get through this. Together.”
They stood there, wrapped in each other’s embrace, the argument forgotten as they shared a moment of deep connection and understanding. Huffman, feeling like an intruder, finally turned away, his heart heavy with unspoken feelings.
3. Injury.
The cathedral was serene, its atmosphere imbued with a quiet reverence that contrasted sharply with the tension between Diluc and Ajax. Barbara worked diligently, carefully cleaning and bandaging the small gash on Ajax’s shoulder. Diluc stood a few paces away, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on Ajax with an intensity that bordered on annoyance.
Ajax, feeling the weight of Diluc’s stare, shifted uncomfortably. “Diluc, could you stop staring at me like that? It’s just a scratch.”
Diluc scoffed, his irritation evident. “You never listen, Ajax. I told you to be more careful. This wouldn’t have happened if you had just—”
“Here we go again,” Ajax interrupted, rolling his eyes. “I told you, it was an accident. There’s no need to make a big deal out of it.”
Barbara, caught in the middle of their brewing argument, closed her eyes briefly and took a deep breath. She continued her work, trying to remain as invisible as possible. She could feel Diluc’s presence growing closer, his frustration palpable.
“An accident that could have been avoided if you just paid attention,” Diluc retorted, his voice low but seething with anger.
Ajax winced slightly as Barbara applied a bandage, but his attention remained on Diluc. “Why do you always have to be so critical? I’m fine, it’s just a scratch. You’re making it out to be something it’s not.”
“It’s not about the scratch, Ajax,” Diluc snapped. “It’s about the fact that you’re reckless. You never think about the consequences.”
Ajax’s eyes flashed with anger. “Oh, and you’re perfect, aren’t you? Never make a mistake, never take a risk. I’m not a child, Diluc. I don’t need you hovering over me every second.”
Barbara finished her task but hesitated to leave immediately. She could feel the heat of their argument intensifying and decided to subtly shift to the side, giving them as much space as possible while still tending to Ajax.
Diluc stepped even closer, his face inches from Ajax’s. “You think I like being like this? I worry because I care about you, damn it. I can’t stand the thought of you getting hurt.”
Ajax’s expression softened momentarily, but his frustration quickly returned. “I get that you care, Diluc, but there’s a difference between caring and suffocating. You need to trust me.”
“I do trust you,” Diluc said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I just… fuck you’re so frustrating sometimes! You’re important to me, and seeing you hurt, even a little, it drives me crazy.”
Barbara, sensing a shift in the mood, quickly finished her work and excused herself, muttering a hurried, “All done,” before practically fleeing the room. She hoped the two would sort out their differences without her presence.
Five minutes passed, and Barbara stood just outside the room, listening for any signs of continued arguing. When she heard only silence, she decided to return and let Ajax know he was free to go home. She stepped inside and froze, her words catching in her throat.
Diluc was sitting on Ajax’s lap, his arms wrapped around Ajax’s neck as he kissed him with a fervor that left no room for misinterpretation. Ajax’s hands were on Diluc’s waist, pulling him closer as he responded with equal passion. They were lost in each other, the earlier argument forgotten in the heat of the moment.
Barbara quickly backed out of the room, her face flushed. She closed the door as quietly as she could, giving them their privacy. She leaned against the wall outside, taking a deep breath to steady herself. “Well, that escalated quickly,” she murmured, a small smile playing on her lips. It seemed their love was strong enough to weather any storm, including their frequent arguments.
Inside the room, Diluc and Ajax remained entwined, their kiss a blend of apology and reassurance. Diluc pulled back slightly, his breath coming in shallow gasps. “you’re so annoying..”
4. Drinking
The Favonius party was in full swing, laughter and music filling the air. The grandeur of the hall was enhanced by the sparkling decorations and the cheerful atmosphere. Diluc and Ajax were only there because of their titles, both feeling slightly out of place amidst the revelry. Despite this, they had managed to enjoy themselves, at least until Diluc’s overprotective nature reared its head once again.
Ajax stood near the punch bowl, chatting with some knights, when Diluc approached, his expression tense. “Ajax, can we talk?”
Ajax turned, raising an eyebrow. “What is it, Diluc?”
Diluc’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the empty shot glass in Ajax’s hand. “You’re drinking too much. This is supposed to be a formal event.”
Ajax sighed, feeling a headache coming on. “I had one shot, Diluc. Maybe three. I’m not even tipsy.”
Before Diluc could respond, Lisa, who had been standing nearby, chimed in. “He’s right, Diluc. I’ve been with him most of the night. He’s barely had anything to drink.”
Diluc’s annoyance flared. “Did you ask her to back you up, Ajax?”
Ajax’s patience snapped. “For the love of—just shut up, Diluc. You’re making a scene over nothing.”
“Fuck you,” Diluc spat, turning on his heel and storming out of the hall, leaving Ajax standing there, fuming.
Ajax rubbed his temples, the beginnings of a headache forming. He turned to Lisa with a weary smile. “I’m sorry about that, Lisa.”
Lisa waved it off, her expression concerned. “It’s okay, Ajax. I understand. Just go after him and make sure he’s okay. I’ll handle things here.”
Ajax nodded, grateful. “Thanks, Lisa.”
He hurried out of the hall, following Diluc’s trail. Lisa watched him go, worry gnawing at her. After a few moments, she decided to check on them, just to make sure things didn’t escalate further.
Some time had passed and Lisa grew worried. She had heard from Kaeya that they’ve been arguing for..a while. Lisa, having stepped outside to check on them, stopped in her tracks at the sight before her. She blinked, her mouth forming a small ‘o’ of surprise. Diluc was pinned against the wall, Ajax rutting against him, their kisses feverish and intense.
A giggle escaped Lisa’s lips before she could stop it. She quickly turned back towards the party, shaking her head in amusement. “Well, they certainly made up,” she muttered to herself, rejoining the festivities with a knowing smile.
5. “Fight”
Jean paced outside the Dawn Winery, her mind filled with concern. She had heard from Kaeya, Lisa, and even Barbara about the frequent arguments between Diluc and Ajax, and she couldn’t ignore it any longer. She needed to check on her old friend.
When she arrived, Adelinde greeted her with a warm smile, though there was a hint of worry in her eyes. “Master Diluc is in his study, but he’s quite busy at the moment.”
Jean nodded, her resolve firm. “I understand, Adelinde. It will only be a moment. I just need to make sure he’s alright.”
Adelinde hesitated but eventually nodded. “Very well, Lady Jean. His study is upstairs.”
Jean made her way up the stairs, each step increasing her anxiety. As she approached Diluc’s study, she slowed down, hearing noises through the door. Her brow furrowed. It didn’t sound like an argument; it was more like… whimpers? She almost turned back, deciding she might be intruding on something personal, but then she heard a particularly loud yelp.
Her heart raced as she imagined the worst. What if Ajax had lost his temper and hurt Diluc? Jean couldn’t wait any longer. She pushed open the door and rushed inside, ready to break up a fight.
What she saw made her freeze in her tracks, her eyes widening in shock. Diluc was bent over his desk, his face flushed a deep red, and Ajax was behind him, moving in a rhythm that left no room for misinterpretation. Diluc’s hands gripped the edge of the desk, his knuckles white, as he moaned and whimpered with each thrust.
Diluc’s head snapped up at the sound of the door opening. His eyes met Jean’s, and his face turned an even deeper shade of red. “Jean!” he yelled, his voice a mixture of embarrassment and frustration. “Get out!”
Ajax, too, had turned to look, though he didn’t stop his movements. “Jean, this really isn’t what it looks like,” he tried to explain, though it was quite clear what was happening.
Jean’s face turned crimson, and she quickly spun around, her hand over her mouth. “I—I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to— I’ll just— I’ll go!” She stumbled out of the room, closing the door behind her with a shaky hand.
She stood in the hallway, her heart pounding in her chest. She never thought she’d see Diluc in such a compromising position. The image was burned into her mind, and she couldn’t help but feel a mix of embarrassment and awkward amusement.
Inside the study, Diluc buried his face in his hands, groaning in mortification. “I can’t believe she saw that.”
Ajax, still slightly out of breath, chuckled softly, his hands gently rubbing Diluc’s back. “Well, it’s not like we can change what happened. She’ll get over it.”
Diluc lifted his head, glaring at Ajax. “This is all your fault.”
Ajax smirked, leaning in to kiss Diluc’s neck. “You weren’t complaining a minute ago.”
Diluc’s scowl softened, a reluctant smile tugging at his lips. “Just… finish up. Quickly.”
Outside the study, Jean took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself. She could never show her face at the winery again, not after that. But as she composed herself, she couldn’t help but giggle. Who knew that beneath that stoic exterior, Diluc had such a passionate side?
She made her way back downstairs, where Adelinde was waiting, a curious look on her face. Jean plastered a smile on her face, hoping to avoid any questions. “Thank you, Adelinde. I, uh, spoke to Diluc. He’s fine. I should get going.”
Adelinde nodded, though her eyes held a knowing glint. “Of course, Lady Jean. Have a good evening.”
Jean practically fled the winery, her thoughts a whirlwind. She couldn’t wait to share this with Lisa. Maybe it was just the kind of story they all needed to lighten the mood around their frequent arguments. As she walked away, she couldn’t help but laugh, the sound echoing in the quiet night. Love, she realized, had a way of surprising everyone, even her old friend Diluc.
Living with Diluc was like a dream come true, you had a well paying job and a wonderful husband to come home to.
The two of you didn't have sex much, only on anniversaries and special dates. Diluc has always been shy about it, you always made the first move, but he's been craving sex. Hoping you'll ask him one day.
He wears more revealing clothing, gets more touchy, and even worked up the courage to take a shower with you. You had no idea he was coming onto you, you were always kind of oblivious when it came to displays of affection.
Diluc tugs on your shirt and calls your name.
"What's up, Dee?"
"I...I want to...um.." Diluc tries to find the confidence to say what he wants. "Can we...uh.."
"Can you show me what you want?" You ask, not wanting to have him force himself to say something he's embarrassed about.
Diluc nods and leads you to the bedroom, sitting on it and fiddling with his shirt. He finally pulls it off and looks at you nervously.
"..You wanna take a shower?"
Diluc frowns. "You're so dense.." He crosses his arms.
"Hey! Just tell me outright then!"
"I...I want to have sex, okay?" Diluc finally spits it out.
"Ohh."
"Yeah." He looks away, blushing.
"You should tell me when you want to, there's nothing to be shy about." You smile. "I'll do it anytime you want."
Diluc smiles back, turning his head back to you and tugging at your shirt. You pull it off then move Diluc further up the bed.
Diluc quickly pulls his shorts off and you do the same, kissing him softly as you start fingering his already wet cunt.
Diluc whimpers, he always loves when you finger him. You always hit the right spot. "Yes~ mm~" Diluc sighs dreamily. Your mouth moves down to his neck, sucking at the skin and making a mark.
"Right th- there~" Diluc leans his head back. He moans your name, repeating it over and over until he comes.
"Can I put it inside now?" You ask, not wanting to overstimulate him.
He nods. "Please."
You slowly ease into him, making sure you don't hurt him. You place soft kisses on his upper half, letting him get used to the feeling.
"I'm ready." He says softly. You start moving at a comfortable pace, focusing on Diluc's pleasure. "Mm~ good~" Diluc moans, wrapping his legs around you.
You move his hair out of his face, looking at his cute expression. "You're so pretty, Dee."
Diluc blushes even more than he already was. "Stop.."
"I mean it, you're gorgeous. I love how you look when I hold you in my arms."
Diluc pouts, pulling you into a kiss. He taps your shoulder, silently asking you to speed up.
You pick up the pace, moving down to nip at his neck.
"Aah~ f- faster~"
You grab his waist, fucking into him harder and rougher and ramming into his g spot.
"M- me too~" You groan. Keeping up your thrusts as the two of you come almost at the same time.
After a few minutes of catching your breath, you pick him up and carry him to the bathroom. Diluc'll never get over the fact that you can carry a guy like him with ease.
If u don't mind could u write some sub diluc or xiao with a male reader 👍👍 thank uuuu
🔞 sub!diluc & sub!xiao with male reader ✉
includes: diluc, xiao
precis: you were the only one they'd do any of this for.
take note of: semi-public sex, anal sex, rough sex, creampie, sub!bottom!diluc, sub!bottom!xiao, dom!top!reader, mxm, hair pulling
reader gender: male!
voice mail: thank you for the req! enjoy <3
i feel like i'm going to forget i had this post queued
❦ diluc
bent over his office table, hands spreading his papers messily across its surface, diluc would rather die than have someone walk in on the two of you.
you were taking him from behind, slamming into his tight, warm hole as your hands gripped onto his waist tightly, definitely leaving bruises.
"a-ah! harder please!" he cried, hands flat against his desk trying to ground himself in any way as you practically fucked him out of his mind.
you obeyed, panting as you thrusted in and out of him even faster.
his whole body moved with your force, ponytail bouncing as his moans and the sound of skin against skin echoed throughout the walls.
it was broad daylight, basically anyone could walk in on the two of you and for some undignified reason, it only made diluc more aroused.
you looked down at him, his ass moving as he slammed himself back on your cock. he was saying such filthy things and crying out like he had no reputation to uphold.
you fucked him even rougher, feeling a burst of energy as you thought about how he was only like this with you. this side of him was one that only you would see.
"you're mine right? all of this," your eyes scanned his body, "is all mine." you spoke.
"yes! i'm all yours! i'm just for you!"
❦ xiao
the wood beneath his fingers was close to splintering due to his rigid grip.
with the rough pace you were handling him with, he could feel his mind blank. he was just being used like a toy just for your own pleasure.
he felt as if he had no control over his body anymore, completely giving himself to you.
"p-please! i need more!" he moaned, feeling your balls press up against his backside.
you fingers found their way in his hair, tugging it back, making his neck curve. his eyes crossed as he looked up at the sky, the sensations of you encompassing him.
he could tell by the way you sped up that you were close, he had already orgasmed multiple times and he tightened up around you.
"gonna cum, xiao..." you groaned, pulling his hair harder.
"then c-cum inside me please!" he begged, sobbing as you thrusted a few more times before emptying yourself inside him.
he felt your seed fill him up as his legs trembled and he fell limp onto the railing.
I'VE BEEN READING YOUR SUB VENTI WORKS AND WOW I'M IN LOVE!! so like, if it's ok with you I'd like to request sub diluc with an s/o that's like hella rich. like ningguang rich but just a bit less! I'd probably prefer fluff, but some smut would also do :D
- mona anon!!
HSJSJS THANKS FOR THE REQUEST ANON!!
Summary: Diluc has been asking a lot from you but this time was different..
Pairing: Dom!GN!Reader x Sub!Diluc
Cw: maybe ooc diluc 🤔
Notes: this might be hard for me because i dont read Diluc fanfics 😱🧍♀️👍
Note II: sorry that its short ☹️
“Babe.. I want to do a bet with you..” you looked over at Diluc, slowing dropping the book you were holding.
“Diluc sweet pea, is there something wrong?” you walked over to him as you caressed his cheek, looking at him with concern.
Okay, seriously how did a bet went from a talk to him grinding on your pelvis area.
His hair was down and he was on the verge of making out with you.
“Please.. I want to do this with you..” Diluc spoke up kissing your lips as he breathlessly spoke.
You however did not wish to speak, considering how you gave up 600,000 mora for the removal of his clothing.
Diluc was surprised on how you were able to possess such a huge amount of money.
You sighed as you pull away leaving him to try and grab your head back to kiss him.
“Go on my sweet, fuck me and make me scream your name.” you looked at him with hearts on your hearts as the two of you switched positions, as he was the top and you were the bottom.
Immediately thrusting into your pelvis as you moaned softly, his hands pinning your wrists down beside you as you spoke his name in a low whisper.
“Ah.. Diluc~ mm~!” you teased him as he went faster, he was breathless, you were breathless, both of you were breathless.
“[N-name].. please let me cum inside you please..!” “go ahead my sweet, breed me.” as soon as you said that he came inside you, giving you kisses.
“Thank you.. thank you..!” he kept thanking you as you reassured him that it was fine and that you were simply just being the best lover for him.
“Oh by the way..” he suddenly spoke up as you replied with a questioning tone.
“How are you able to possess so much mora in your hands? Are you secretly the fatui?” he looked at you as he was back with his dominant side.
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Just Diluc bobbing his head back and forth on a silicone dick, his tongue flat sitting under the cock, creating a cushiony protection against his teeth. Drool sliding down the corners of his mouth as he looks up at me, his hands on the floor stabilizing himself. Tears brim his waterline and begin to spill past his lashes as he takes the cock as far back as he possibly can. His hair is so soft in my grasp, I pull on it as I force him deeper. The flush of his face matches the red hue of his hair, such a beautiful sight. Pulling him back and watching him cough and gasp for air as he brings a hand up to stop himself from spraying his saliva around. He eagerly shoves the tip back in his mouth to which I respond by pulling him back once more and squirting an artificial sperm-lube on his face. Such a pretty sight, I couldn’t help but take a picture of Diluc kneeling on the tavern floor, face coated in cum, in his bartending outfit, a drooling mess just for me. I took the picture from my kamera and pushed it between my breasts before helping Diluc off the floor and cleaning his face off. Pushing the strap-on into my bag I began cleaning tables in preparation for guests to arrive.
