There is nothing in Kaeya that would even begin to protest if Diluc bit him. It takes all the fragmented willpower he has left not to plead with Diluc to do just that. For now, at least, his self control holds.
He's given in to instinct and desire now, and he moves with Diluc eagerly, chasing the promise of more of touch and of some relief. His breath catches at the drag of that tongue over such a sensitive place. His hands grip at Diluc's clothes, which very much need to go.
That kiss takes his breath away, and Kaeya leans in to return the kiss, unable to hide the growing desperation. His tongue teases its way over Diluc's lips, catching at the feeling of those fangs. Oh. He likes that too. His own hands can't stay idle and he's moving to start undressing the redhead as well, working buttons and fastenings undone, impatiently pushing his clothes down off his shoulder. He needs to feel his skin, against his own, all of him. That sound sends a shiver through him and he croons back.
All this time, even not knowing what was going on with himself, his guard has been up, fighting against the instinctual fear of being on his own for this, unclaimed, without an Alpha. But now Diluc is here. Diluc will help him. Stay with him. "Diluc..." he nearly purrs his name, "Alpha." He tugs at his shirt. "Off."
He's usually more eloquent than this, but words aren't exactly what his brain is focused on right now.
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Date: 2021-06-11 01:06 am (UTC)He's given in to instinct and desire now, and he moves with Diluc eagerly, chasing the promise of more of touch and of some relief. His breath catches at the drag of that tongue over such a sensitive place. His hands grip at Diluc's clothes, which very much need to go.
That kiss takes his breath away, and Kaeya leans in to return the kiss, unable to hide the growing desperation. His tongue teases its way over Diluc's lips, catching at the feeling of those fangs. Oh. He likes that too. His own hands can't stay idle and he's moving to start undressing the redhead as well, working buttons and fastenings undone, impatiently pushing his clothes down off his shoulder. He needs to feel his skin, against his own, all of him. That sound sends a shiver through him and he croons back.
All this time, even not knowing what was going on with himself, his guard has been up, fighting against the instinctual fear of being on his own for this, unclaimed, without an Alpha. But now Diluc is here. Diluc will help him. Stay with him. "Diluc..." he nearly purrs his name, "Alpha." He tugs at his shirt. "Off."
He's usually more eloquent than this, but words aren't exactly what his brain is focused on right now.