[ They are rushing, but Diluc can't bring himself to care, or even bring himself to think. If he does, this all might come crashing down, but it feels too good for him to even entertain the idea. They have played at this for so long, it's almost like they've hade years of foreplay, and now that they're no longer holding themselves back, every shored-up need and desire is spilling forth with wild abandon.
Kaeya curses against his tongue, and Diluc curls his own against his lover's, tasting him, sucking his tongue and his lips and swallowing down their flavor. It's like he's known them forever, even if they have never kissed before. Kaeya still tastes exactly like he should, and exactly as good as he should.
With Kaeya's helpful push, Diluc's hands rove over his chest, seeking warm skin greedily, sinking his fingers over every ridge and dip and scar that they pass. They push up against his chest, raking over his beautiful pecs that Diluc has admired so many times from Kaeya's generous neckline, and his thumbs drag against Kaeya's nipples, a groan exhaled sharply, before he is grinding his hips to Kaeya's again, hungrily seeking that friction again, the feeling of Kaeya's warm cock against his own. There is far too much fabric between them. ]
You feel...incredible...
[ His words are little more than a moan, and reluctant though he is to drop his hands away from Kaeya's chest, he must so he can work open the front of his belt, hastily tugging his trousers open just enough that he can plunge his hand down the front and curl his touch against Kaeya's burning cock.
He feels more than incredible, really. He feels better than Diluc could have ever dreamed, and gods, has he dreamed. The weight of that silky cock against his palm burns away all else, his mouth all but trembling against Kaeya's. ]
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Kaeya curses against his tongue, and Diluc curls his own against his lover's, tasting him, sucking his tongue and his lips and swallowing down their flavor. It's like he's known them forever, even if they have never kissed before. Kaeya still tastes exactly like he should, and exactly as good as he should.
With Kaeya's helpful push, Diluc's hands rove over his chest, seeking warm skin greedily, sinking his fingers over every ridge and dip and scar that they pass. They push up against his chest, raking over his beautiful pecs that Diluc has admired so many times from Kaeya's generous neckline, and his thumbs drag against Kaeya's nipples, a groan exhaled sharply, before he is grinding his hips to Kaeya's again, hungrily seeking that friction again, the feeling of Kaeya's warm cock against his own. There is far too much fabric between them. ]
You feel...incredible...
[ His words are little more than a moan, and reluctant though he is to drop his hands away from Kaeya's chest, he must so he can work open the front of his belt, hastily tugging his trousers open just enough that he can plunge his hand down the front and curl his touch against Kaeya's burning cock.
He feels more than incredible, really. He feels better than Diluc could have ever dreamed, and gods, has he dreamed. The weight of that silky cock against his palm burns away all else, his mouth all but trembling against Kaeya's. ]