Klee and Diluc. The scary night vigilante running into the sweet little spark knight.
Everyone always claims that the city of Mondstadt is the safest among the nations but they haven’t seen the filthy men that try and snatch away Klee in the middle of the night. If it wasn’t for Diluc intervening then who knows if the cities sweet little girl would be with them today.
The girl in question was currently petting some of the stray cats in the town square right by the fountain. In the shadows does he lurk, burning red eyes kept on her as he leaned against a wall, gaze only flickering when he happens to hear something just out of sight.
It’s in these quiet moments that he knows he’s better than the filth that lurks in the city.
He could never hurt her. Klee is a kind and beautiful soul, too perfect for the drunk fucks that only want to taint her beauty.
The little knight slips her shoes off to frolic in the certainly cold water at her feet. Her giggles ringing in the air, the water splashing to her shirt and her bloomers, not a care to be found on her face.
A lesser man would have taken this moment to pounce on her. A lesser man would have bent her over the fountains edge and slammed his cock deep inside her unwilling kitty. To plug her tightness and ruin her from the inside out.
But he’s better than the common filth.
No, Diluc bides his time and nurses the twitching arousal in his pants but squeezing the bulge. His gaze locked onto the little girl and how she ends up taking the outer layer of her shirt to reveal a thin white one, so thin that he could make out the small peaks at her chest.
Poor girl. He can see his precious kindling shivering from the cold but she continues to play and dance and laugh. So unaware of what lurks in the shadow. Of the hungry eyes that watch over her.
“One day.” He promises himself, belt coming undone and unzipping his pants to stroke his cock in slow, languid pumps.
