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whatsthehurry) wrote2024-04-28 03:45 am
whatsthehurry) wrote2024-04-28 03:45 am
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[ sparring with diluc is nothing new. they do it all the time.
they do it all the time, and kaeya's heart always races, and each spar is a bit more difficult than the last, for how distracted kaeya becomes. they've known one another for a long, long time, loved one another for a long, long time, but growing older together, blossoming into adulthood.. things had changed. at least, they had certainly changed for kaeya. what he feels for diluc is no longer sweet, wholesome innocent love, but something else entirely. something warmer and more enticing. something that has him wholly distracted by the roll of diluc's shoulders as he hefts his claymore, and the shine of sweat clinging to his skin. he looks beautiful with his hair wild and his skin flushed from their bout -
before he knows it, the sword is knocked swiftly from his hand, and kaeya is laid out in the grass with diluc's weight over him, pinning him down, and - gods, the thoughts that run through his mind are anything but pure.
he can remember exactly when it dawned on him, that his feelings for diluc were not entirely familial, but something more, something different. he can remember the day when he looked at diluc and realized that the longing he felt deep in his chest was the desire to kiss him.
he feels the same way now. kaeya's chest heaves as he fights to catch his breath, his eyes wide and shining as he smiles. he might've suffered yet another defeat at diluc's hands, but he still feels exhilarated, his heart pounding against his ribs as he looks up into diluc's face. ]
You win, you win. Again.
[ he teases, breathless and rough, one hand fisting in the front of diluc's shirt. ]
Well done.
they do it all the time, and kaeya's heart always races, and each spar is a bit more difficult than the last, for how distracted kaeya becomes. they've known one another for a long, long time, loved one another for a long, long time, but growing older together, blossoming into adulthood.. things had changed. at least, they had certainly changed for kaeya. what he feels for diluc is no longer sweet, wholesome innocent love, but something else entirely. something warmer and more enticing. something that has him wholly distracted by the roll of diluc's shoulders as he hefts his claymore, and the shine of sweat clinging to his skin. he looks beautiful with his hair wild and his skin flushed from their bout -
before he knows it, the sword is knocked swiftly from his hand, and kaeya is laid out in the grass with diluc's weight over him, pinning him down, and - gods, the thoughts that run through his mind are anything but pure.
he can remember exactly when it dawned on him, that his feelings for diluc were not entirely familial, but something more, something different. he can remember the day when he looked at diluc and realized that the longing he felt deep in his chest was the desire to kiss him.
he feels the same way now. kaeya's chest heaves as he fights to catch his breath, his eyes wide and shining as he smiles. he might've suffered yet another defeat at diluc's hands, but he still feels exhilarated, his heart pounding against his ribs as he looks up into diluc's face. ]
You win, you win. Again.
[ he teases, breathless and rough, one hand fisting in the front of diluc's shirt. ]
Well done.
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- oh. diluc is kissing him back. that sudden fear fades away, immediately replaced by a rush of heat that grabs him just beneath his navel, and pulls. diluc groans against his lips, and kaeya shudders, drinking up the sound as his lips part, his arms crawling around diluc's shoulders to wrap tightly around his neck, keeping him close. keeping him near.
it's messy, and clumsy. kaeya has never kissed anyone before, so he's riding on instinct alone as they crush their mouths together, learning one another's lips, their bodies aligning in a way that sends a spark right between kaeya's thighs. their legs tangle, and kaeya presses the inside of his thigh against diluc's hip, one hand sinking into his scarlet hair, his heart pounding in his throat.
for all their shared inexperience, nothing has ever felt so good or right before. ]