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[unmelting]

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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[searingwing]

Kaeya’s hand is warm and he lets himself be guided. “It’s possible I’ll wake up before you.” He agrees. He shuts the bedroom door once they pass into the bedroom.

This is their time and no one gets to see it but them. He drifts past the lamp and turns it on low. It glows softly like a real lamp grass. Then he sheds the pants he’d pulled on.

Again he considers just sleeping naked. He shoves his underwear down too and folds his clothes up, leaving them in easy reach. There. He looks to Kaeya, waiting for him to enter the nest first. It’s theirs but he won’t thoughtlessly enter.

[unmelting]

Kaeya is happy enough to close the rest of the world away. He's also happy to slip out of what little he's wearing, draping the borrowed shirt atop Diluc's neatly folded pile before he climbs into the nest.

He settles in and holds a hand out to the other man, beckoning. "Luc?"

Kaeya has been fucked and fed and for the moment he looks as sated and pleased as he feels, which is a far cry from the feverish sickly disaster that Diluc had found in the ruins. There's a healthy glow in his complexion, an ease to his entire posture and bearing, like a cat who's happy and ready to curl up for a long nap.

[searingwing]

He stares. Kaeya is simply stunning when he’s happy. He closes the distance between them and takes his hand in his. “I’m here, Kae.” The childhood nickname slips easily from his lips.

He climbs into the nest and lays down beside him, draping an arm over his rather naked mate. It feels weird being naked in bed. But, not unpleasant.

Diluc runs his hand down Kaeya’s chest. “Good night, Kaeya.”

[unmelting]

Kaeya cozies himself in closer, molding himself up against the redhead and sighing contentedly. He twines his fingers through Diluc's, backing himself right up against him little-spoon style and urging Diluc's arms around him. There. Perfect.

He casts a glance back over his shoulder with a soft smile. "Good night..." he echoes trailing off into a yawn.

Sleep catches him quickly, which is probably fortunate since eventually his heat will crest again. Until then, he needs the rest. They both do.

[searingwing]

He wraps his arms around him and takes his hand again. As their fingers thread together he leans closer and presses a kiss to Kaeya’s shoulder.

Diluc hums then settles as sleep takes him. He had been more tired than he knew. All the emotional situations and finally opening a long shut door…

Drained him dry. His breathing evens out as he passes into deeper sleep.