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Kaeya is in over his head, which is not something he's used to. The cavalry captain of the Knights of Favonius is usually prepared, usually pulling strings and planning and plotting before he even sets a foot into any situation or gets his own hands dirty.

But something has gone wrong. Clearly.

It started a few days ago. Kaeya hadn't felt right, but there was nothing he could really pin down as specifically wrong, so it was easy enough to shrug it off. Sure, he's feeling vaguely overheated, his thoughts too easily distracted, every little scent suddenly overwhelming. But he can still manage.

So when Jean asks that he go investigate some trouble in the ruins outside of the city, he really doesn't have a good reason not to agree. It should be fine. A simple trip really, though he does see the vague concern in the acting Grand Master's eyes at how distracted he seems. He pulls himself together to wave it off. And off he goes.

Now here he is, having found the root of the problems that Jean has sent him to. The source of the trouble is a band of treasure hoarders, ones that he has dealt with before. Tensions rise, and Kaeya should be able to handle this -- either through clever words or icy sword blows. It's nothing he hasn't overcome before. Except this time, he feels like he's losing his mind. And two of the treasure hoarders realize it, two alphas who have caught the very distinct scent of an omega in heat.

Kaeya, on the other hand, is still clueless. He's a beta, after all. When his peers had begun presenting, he never had, and had accepted what that meant for him. Honestly, it was simpler that way. Wasn't it? But here he is, sword in hand but not raised, one visible eye wide, pupil blown, face flushed, as he watches the men approach.

'Don't worry,', one of the men croons, 'We're more than happy to help. You're lucky you found us.'

A frown crosses Kaeya's face. That doesn't... sound right. But maybe he does need help. Hmm.

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Mm. Still clothes on. Kaeya purses his lips. No clothes would be better. Maybe he can work on that. Kaeya can be persuasive when he wants to -- he's known for it, really -- and he wants Diluc more than he wants anything else.

For a moment he watches Diluc, eye widening, lips parting as that red hair falls loose. So, so pretty. How does someone this beautiful actually want him? His smile brightens as Diluc starts to purr. Oh. Kaeya loves that.

He kicks off his shoes and makes his way into the nest to join his Alpha, crawling forward until he's leaning over him, one arm on the far side of Diluc, looming over him. "I like the way you look in it." A pause and he adds, smile turning a bit wicked, "I like the way you look in everything, but that's beside the point."

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He catches the rising scent of Kaeya's arousal in the thicker scent of calla lilies and snow. His heart speeds up. For all his need to keep Kaeya safe, being wanted like this is new and exciting. He's had the eyes of the city on him all the time and their expectations had ground into him.

But this is different. Kaeya knows him. Really knows him. Diluc swallows as Kaeya leans over him. This will be really difficult. He's about to feed Kaeya's ego so much he might get jumped right here and now.

His face flushes as he reaches up and hooks his fingers into the edge of Kaeya's pants. "I...like you in everything and nothing. But my favorite look is when you're happy. That's the best one."

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Is there some physically possible way for Kaeya to hold himself back from jumping Diluc after the other man says something like that? Kaeya is already leaning in, ready to kiss those lips once Diluc is done speaking. The first part of those words brighten his smile, but as the redhead continues Kaeya freezes inches from his lips.

His eye widens, breath catching. That's by far the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to him. This has nothing to do with Omega or Alpha or new instincts or how amazing Diluc smells right now, Diluc really wants him, really cares about him and Kaeya loves him. "I'm happier than I've been in..." He trails off. "You make me happy."

Words are hard, instead he hears himself trilling softly before he's leaning in to claim Diluc's lips, hands moving to invite himself to unbuttoning more of Diluc's shirt. Jumped, Diluc.

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He doesn't fight it. Some part of him recognizes that Kaeya needs him right now and to tell him to wait right now would be akin to rejection. And he doesn't want to do that. It's only been a day of letting himself have what he's always wanted, Kaeya, and he's already hooked. This is their home, their bedroom.

How it's already that is astonishing. Diluc reaches up and slides his hands up Kaeya's sides as their lips meet. He tugs at Kaeya's shirt, aiming to work it off as his shirt parts with a whisper of fabric.

The cool air on his chest is a counterpoint to how hot his blood feels. "I'm happy too. I missed you." He draws back from his mouth to pull him down on top of him, purring and kisses him again. So much for waiting.

They can clean up and he'll make that food they need later.

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When Diluc doesn't push him away, Kaeya is more relieved than he expected to be. Diluc is right; Kaeya does need him, and it's quickly growing overwhelming how much. Even the idea of allowing any space between him and his mate right now is enough to start him shaking. He needs him, and his heat is turning that need almost frantic.

His hands slide beneath that open shirt, fingertips exploring, eager for any inch of him he can reach, though he'll draw his hands away just enough to free his arms from his shirt.

"Luc..." his voice is barely a whisper. "I missed you too." So much. More than he's admitted to even himself. He settles atop the other man, returning that next kiss, trilling softly as he draws back. "So much." Another kiss, like the other man's lips are far more appealing than breathing. "Don't leave me again?" Kaeya looks up at him now, and his one visible eye looks a little too bright, like he's trying not to let tears start falling. "I know, I know I was the one who pushed you. I won't push you again. Stay with me?" His voice is almost shaking.

This heat thing is ridiculous. His emotions are all screaming at their loudest volume, and he knows he's a vulnerable mess. ...and maybe he always is, to some small degree, but at least he's usually good at keeping that a well-disguised secret.

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Just as abruptly as his mood soars, it crashes right back down. Their past is complicated. He is aware he did damage as Kaeya in turn did his own. But seeing it like this twists his heart.

This is how Kaeya feels deep down. He has made his apologies for his own actions. All he can do is take Kaeya’s face in his hands as he says quietly. “Kaeya, you’re in my den. I put my claim on you in more than one way.”

The bite on his neck. His seed to quicken his belly. “I’m not going anywhere. I don’t want to go anywhere. I want you.” Then he reaches for Kaeya’s clothes to take them off.

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Kaeya stills at that gentle touch. He holds Diluc's gaze as the other man speaks. The reassurance has him looking vaguely sheepish and then flushing at the reminder both of the mating mark and the more than one way and more than one time that he's eager to add to.

"I want you too," he answers, leaning closer to leave a soft kiss to his lips. "I want to be with you. Wherever you go." Another kiss. "Fall asleep beside you. Wake up there too.

He helps shed his clothes, eager for them to be gone, out of the way. And his hands move to help Diluc out of his clothing as well, because those need to be gone too. He wants nothing between them, and his touch is more than a bit insistent. "I want to have your children, be a family." Family, there's an almost reverence to the word. He misses that. He wants it all, and while the new urges and instincts of an awakening Omega certainly agree, these aren't new desires.

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Their clothes come off faster than they did last time. It helps Kaeya is with it this time. As with it as one can be while the heat has its say. Diluc pulls Kaeya down on top of him. “We’ll be a family.”

He is reasonably sure Kaeya is at the very first days of pregnancy. His Alpha senses don’t lie. He drags his hands down his sides and over the lovely toned thighs. He can smell Kaeya already getting slick for him.

Diluc urges his him down and slips a hand between them to see how wet he is. “I want all of that too. I want to be who you come home to. I want to cook for you and share in your joys and sorrows. As your mate.”

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Once their clothes are out of the way, Kaeya is moving to mold himself to Diluc as best he can, eagerly settling atop him as he's pulled. He does feel more in his right mind this time, though the sheer force of his need for Diluc is still threatening to drive him mad at any moment.

Diluc will find him wet with slick already, and Kaeya whimpers his approval at even the touch of those fingers.

But he's focusing on those words as best he can because they're beautiful, wonderful words. His smile brightens over his face. "You are a much better cook than I am," he begins, a teasing tone, that quickly gives way to a softer, earnest, "My mate. I'll take good care of you, too."

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Diluc snorts, “Of course I’m the better cook. I’ve had practice.” Kaeya just hadn’t been all that interested in cooking. Diluc has learned the family trade. A trade he’ll pass on to their children.

He draws Kaeya forward as he reaches down and positions himself at his entrance. He could tease him and draw things out. But with Kaeya in the throes of heat that would be cruel. He presses into him with a low groan.

“I know you’ll take care of me too.” He adds, a little breathless as inch by inch he slides into Kaeya’s wet heat. He keeps the pace steady while watching Kaeya’s face for any signs of discomfort. “The claim made it easier for you to think, right?” He asks. It might even let Kaeya not babble on as his emotions run over.

If not, that’s fine. He won’t leave him in turmoil for long.

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"And I've had practice taste testing. We both do our parts." Kaeya is rather enjoying this whole being more coherent during sex thing. Not that their first times weren't amazing, but he's more in control of himself, more alert, even if that need in him feels like it may reduce him to ashes if he doesn't sate it now.

And as Diluc presses inside him, sinks inch by achingly slow inch. Discomfort is the farthest thing from his expression, lips parted around a soft breath of Diluc's name. He almost misses the question. "Mm... much. I feel like myself."

The babbling bit remains to be seen once they start going, but Kaeya is rather hoping not to be as embarrassing a mess as he had been earlier. "In fact, since I am a bit less scattered, maybe you'll let me do a little bit of the work this time."

With that he nudges at Diluc and if allowed, presses a hand to his chest and maneuvers them so he's straddling Diluc's hips, sitting down the rest of the way oh his cock.

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“Mm,” He yields to Kaeya. The warmth of Kaeya’s hand on his chest is like a brand and his breath catches as Kaeya sinks down all the way. “If that’s what you want,” He settles his hands on Kaeya’s thighs and slides them up to his hips.

“Why am I to stop you?” Diluc breathes as he reaches to the side and pulls the tie out of his hair. It lets his hair down and gives Kaeya a nice view. He drags his hands up and down Kaeya’s thighs. “Tell me what you want and you’ll have it.”

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"I want you," Kaeya answers first, because that's the simplest way to sum it all up. He wants Diluc, wants everything with him, of him. His hand slides from Diluc's chest up to run through that loose hair. Stunning.

Kaeya rolls his hips a bit where he's fully impaled on Diluc, moaning softly at the feeling of it, of being full of him. "I want to have your babies." He starts to now, rising up and then driving himself down on his cock again, a soft, pleasured trill of a sound as he lets the need and desire of his heat take control, yields to it. "I want you to fill me up with your come again and again. My mate..."

He falls into a quickening rhythm of riding the other man, gaze fixed on Diluc's face.

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He lets out a short breath as Kaeya rolls his hips. There's no time to say anything before Kaeya moves again. He reaches up for his hips but lets Kaeya set the pace. Diluc growls, a low possessive sound of want and need. "You're already carrying one." He tells him as one hand drifts over Kaeya's flat stomach.

"Our child." He breathes. He doesn't hide the note of satisfaction in his voice. It didn't take too many times. "And I think I can heed your wishes." Diluc lets his fangs descend and purrs as he finds the right shift of his hips to match Kaeya's pace.

"As many times as you want." On whatever surface they feel like exploring. Except the kitchen. He draws a line there. There's a perfectly good couch not that far from the kitchen.

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Kaeya can feel a ticklish little rush as that hand moves over his stomach and he falters in his rhythm for a moment before he finds his pace once more, reaching down to settle both his hands atop the one of Diluc's at his stomach.

"Our child," he echoes. If Diluc says he is, then he must be. It should be overwhelming, terrifying, and in some ways it is, but he's too happy for any of that to matter.

He cries out as Diluc starts moving with him. Fuck. There. "Careful, Luc. That's a dangerous invitation..." His heat may be driving him right now, and it's not likely to abate for the next few days -- with child or not -- but if Diluc thinks he will get a break from Kaeya wanting him everywhere and anywhere and any which way he can have him when his heat is over, he is sorely mistaken.

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“I don’t offer what I can’t back up, Kae.” Diluc says as he drives into him. He rocks his hips and notes the pleasure burning through him. Not yet. He can give in a moment.

“Your scent changed,” He adds as he gently withdraws his hand. “And my instincts are telling me to prepare,” To prepare to protect his mate while he’s more vulnerable than usual.

“…we’ll be ready.” Diluc says as he urges Kaeya to lean down and kiss him. He wants to make sure he’s alright with this surprise. He seems to be.

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Oh. Oh. So Diluc really is sure. This is all insane. Life made so much more sense when he thought he was a Beta. But, life was nowhere near this, well, good. Whatever it is that has brought him and Diluc together like this, Kaeya is grateful for it, even if it means embarrassment and heats and whatever else comes with it. It also means being with Diluc, means family and--

Oh gods, he's actually pregnant. Jean will turn an amazing color when they tell her. "We'll be ready," he agrees with a smile, leaning in to kiss Diluc as urged. He's more than all right with it. In fact, he draws back from the kiss to murmur, fairly smugly. "I guess I'm all right at this Omega thing after all."

He's still moving on him, hips rolling panting softly, even as he smirks at the other man. "Or maybe it's just my virile Alpha," he teases lightly. Really, being in his right mind means he's still running his mouth, just slightly less babbling his entire soul out.

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His hands find Kaeya’s hips. Every sensual roll of Kaeya’s hips is a reminder after all this time they did mend the bridge between them. Well, they’ve started to.

“Mm, or could be both. We’ve always defied expectations.” Diluc breathes and leans up to steal another kiss. Kaeya is pregnant and not alarmed by it.

Some hidden worry ebbs. No matter what else is going on they have their family. His knot starts to swell and he tugs Kaeya into shorter thrusts, working to make sure he’ll knot him again.

It’s how the heat will be sated and because he’s possessive.

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They're back together for the first time in far, far to long -- despite the fact that even in their estrangement, Kaeya never could keep himself away from Diluc once the other man had returned. But this is better, so much better. He's home again.

"Well, that's true," Kaeya laughs, soft and interrupted by soft moans as he continues moving on him. His arms wrap around Diluc's shoulders, meeting that kiss. They're going to have a baby. They're going to be a family.

Those hands pull him and Kaeya lets himself be guided, controlled, surrendering to Diluc in a way that he can't even begin to imagine allowing with anyone else. He can feel the beginning of his knot, catching as he rises and falls on him until they're locked together. Kaeya whimpers, grinding down on Diluc, so completely full of him, as he comes.

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Kaeya surrenders to him and it's good. His heart thuds hard at the trust being placed in him. He drags his mouth over the scent glands in his neck. His fangs graze the mark as his knot locks. Kaeya's noise is met with a soft croon and a low snarl as Diluc follows him, coming in a hot rush.

They're locked together but he runs his hands up and down Kaeya's back. It still keeps rattling around in his mind that Kaeya let go like that. A deep rumbling purr rolls in the air as he gently guides Kaeya into an unhurried kiss.

His mate. He'll protect him and make sure he's happy. "...still alright?"

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Kaeya takes a moment to let his breathing and heart settle down, waiting for his scattered thoughts to reassemble themselves as the rush of pleasure leaves him satisfied, for the moment.

Those hands are wonderful and soothing, and Kaeya trills happily, low and sweet as he meets that kiss. His Alpha is purring again. Seeing Diluc happy goes beyond just mating instincts. It's been too long since he's really seen the other man happy, after all.

His hands smooth over Diluc's shoulders, down his back and up before he lets one hand sink into that fiery hair. "Mmhmm, better than all right," he answers. More than all right. But well, his lips purse into a brief pout. "...'m hungry though." Which is his own fault because Diluc was trying to be responsible and feed them both and arrange for some rest when Kaeya essentially jumped him again. So. Oops.

His own fault, but that doesn't mean he won't sulk about it.

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Kaeya has no idea what those trills are doing to him. He isn’t about to tell him either. Diluc kisses under his jaw and presses his face against his scent glands. It’s becoming a favorite spot. “I did suggest food then anything else.” He says in his usual tone but there’s amusement in his eyes.

Kaeya made this bed. Both literally and figuratively. He gathers Kaeya’s hair to the side as his fingers of his other hand slide over his sweat damp back. “We’ll handle it all when we can move. Your body should let you just eat and rest now.”

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Kaeya has no complaints about Diluc cuddling in against his scent gland. He likes it, likes having his mate tucked close. Besides, like this he can turn to bury his face in thick, soft hair, letting his eyes drift half-shut while his fingers still tangle and twirl and toy with the ends of that fiery red hair absent-mindedly.

"Yes, yes, you were right. Diluc knows best. It's childhood all over again," he fusses, but despite the put-upon sigh he heaves, he's not all that bothered, clearly.

Food does sound appealing though, and so does rest, so long as Diluc rests with him. "You'll make me something tasty, right? Food is always better when it's cooked for you."

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Diluc snorts. “I don’t always know best.” He takes a breath and rubs his face against Kaeya’s neck. “It’s general advice they gave us during knight training. Remember? It was the class you didn’t have to take.”

He can’t stop purring. It would be embarrassing if his instincts weren’t going haywire. “I’ll make you whatever you want.” His hands still mid-way down Kaeya’s back. “Within reason.” He amends quickly.

Knowing Kaeya he would request something to mess with him. As a tease. Maybe. They have never been like this before.

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"Ah yes, my favorite class," Kaeya nods solemnly. At the time being excused from training had seemed excellent. Today when it turns out that information is shockingly relevant in his life, less so. It doesn't matter anyway. Diluc is purring and Kaeya has the redhead wrapped up in his arms. Oh! And legs. He can wrap those around him too, and he shifts enough to do so, even if it has him squirming on the length still buried inside him.

He hears himself whimper, but tries to swallow it down. Calm down. Snack and sleep, that's what they need.

Besides, he's busy laughing at the way Diluc catches himself in that offer. The other knows him too well, even after all these estranged years. "Mm, I wouldn't want to send you chasing down fantastical ingredients anyway. Whatever you make will be good."