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seineko · 11 months
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nail marks on diluc's back.
they aren't intentional and sure, you feel guilty about the pain that they might cause, but...
you can't help but love the way they look on his broad back. can't help but let the feeling of possessiveness burst within you.
the (former) most eligible bachelor of your country, sleeping like a baby in your lap (after completely ruining you), having those marks completely on display for you to watch.
no one would be able to see them through the thick clothing he refuses to remove in all but your presence, you knew that.
but it still didn't change the fact that his body carried your marks. and he only ever let you have that much control over him.
most importantly, only you were allowed to love him the way you did.
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seineko · 7 months
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[diluc thirst hours!]
one thing that is probably the biggest turn on for diluc is when you refuse to be let him break the kiss.
he always, and i mean always, feels his pants tighten whenever you chase his lips back when the kiss breaks, almost as if you're completely in a trance.
lips parted ever so slightly, shining with saliva. the sharp air that leaves your nostrils as your body involuntarily takes in deep breaths. eyes hooded, open ever so lightly as if you're incapable of even moving them a bit more. hands attached to whatever he's wearing at the moment, constantly pulling him closer with the tightest grip, as if the mere thought of not having a part of you in contact with a part of him is simply unbearable.
so is it really his fault that he takes you on the couch of his living room, where anyone could walk in on you, indulging his beloved in whatever it is that you want; not having any gap between the two of you?
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seineko · 9 months
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if there was something that diluc found absolutely alluring about you, it would be your neck. not that you as a whole weren't alluring to him by any means.
but seriously, his obsession with shoving his face into it whenever you're around is a bit concerning.
if his day went well, the first thing he does after coming home is pull you into his arms and let out a satisfied sigh into the crook of your neck.
if his day went bad, he would not eat before snuggling his face deep between the path that connects your shoulders with your neck, letting you caresses his scalp tenderly.
if he didn't do anything during the day, he most often than not wants to be babied. so, if you feel a pout - a slight movement of his lips which, for diluc, is as good as a full blown pout - you know what he wants. (you did not hear that from me though, diluc ragnvindr does not want to be babied).
if he finds you cooking in the kitchen, his arms snake around your neck and his nose digs up space for his head to settle into. once, it led you to burn a chicken strip so much, it was impossible to distinguish it from a burnt piece of wood. a diluc who was fresh out of shower and only in his trousers was very bad for both your sanity and your kitchen.
if he finds you reading a book on the couch, he tends to sit on his knees and push his head as deep as he can to get a better smell of your scent and the book's. mostly yours.
you get it. his day doesn't feel complete unless he has you caged in his arms while caging his own face into your neck.
but nothing even came close to the feeling of utter ecstasy when he leaves a trail of kisses on each and every inch of your throat as he ruins you with such sweetness, it would've had your teeth aching if not for how far gone your ability to comprehend your surroundings was.
nothing can ever have him as feral as biting into every bit of the skin your neck and shoulder has to offer. while he tries his very best - but utterly fails - to not have himself climax inside you.
nothing can ever make him as satisfied as sucking and licking the places he bit into, to soothe the pain (and that is definitely not an excuse to have his mouth on your throat for just a bit longer).
and nothing can ever make him feel as much pride - and equal parts embarrassment - as he watches you stroll around mondstadt, not even trying to cover up the newly formed hickeys all that biting had left behind.
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seineko · 3 months
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warning(s): intercourse in the back of a car, protection is not mentioned (again, wrap it up people), boyfriend shirt (jacket?) trope, dom! character x sub!reader, skirt is mentioned.
look... look, i just HAD to okay? can you really blame me? after that art?!
who gave reader the jacket tho?
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thinking about diluc taking you on the backseat of his car because you decided to show up wearing his racing jacker over your tight t-shirt.
diluc who rips apart your skirt to shreds because the zipper got stuck and he couldn't be bothered to patiently pull it down.
diluc who has never once been rough with you before, left marks across your body with how rough he was being now.
diluc who bought you to edge with his fingers three times but didn't let you climax because, 'i was trying to be good, but you don't seem to want that.'
diluc who refuses to push himself in before you told him who gave you his jacket.
diluc who finally, finally pushes in after you told him, almost on the verge of tears.
diluc who makes you come twice on him, as if to make up for the fact for not letting you do so earlier, before he reaches his own peak and let's it all inside you, biting your neck while doing so.
diluc who isn't done yet and pulls you on his lap and bounce you on top of him, fingers digging into your waist and kissing down the middle of your collarbone.
diluc who turns you into an absolute mess with the sheer amount of times he has made you finish in a single night.
diluc who cuddles you close and press featherlight kisses on the top of your head while caressing his hands down your hair to help calm you down.
diluc who definitely makes you wear his jacket again. but next time, without anything under it.
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seineko · 4 months
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note: i wrote this entire drabble for one line. can you guess which one?
warning(s): unprotected sex (wrap it up people), creampie, mentions of multiple positions, aftercare
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diluc absolutely loves to take you on his desk.
for one, he has a clear view of you. if you're biting your your lower lip to muffle your moans, he can easily bend down to capture them and pull it back with his own teeth. if your eyes are rolled back into your head, he knows he found the spot and his movements become a bit more purposeful.
he can make you either sit up or have you sprawled on your back on the haphazardly cleared desk, two buttons of his shirt opened to let the air in while you almost always are completely naked. when you aren't, his shirt hugs your frame, crumpled near your stomach so he has better access to you.
diluc adores the way you wrap your legs around his waist while your hand tugs his hair, pulling him much, much closer to your own body, but sometimes, he pushes both your hands above your head, intertwining it with his own, completely locking you in place. your legs pulled upon his shoulder has him tighten his grip on your hand because of how deep he reaches.
he could also bend you over the desk on your stomach. diluc doesn't have favorites but if the back of your neck has more hickies compared to the rest of your body, it is no one's business but his own. and bending you over on your stomach gives him complete access to it. he only needs to grab your hair to push it away.
but the reason that gets him completely hot and bothered is just how well you take him. diluc can spend countless hours looking at the way you are stretched around him. looking at the way you so greedily take him in, grip so tight around him as if you can't bear the thought being apart from him. he swears that you suck him deeper and grip him a bit more tighter whenever he pulls back.
he purposely goes frustratingly slow to savor looking at each thrust, completely ignoring your incoherent rants, totally opposite to how patiently he listens to you otherwise.
'patience, love,' he says, voice thick with arousal when you try to push back onto him to chase after your release. 'be good for me.'
he doesn't talk much during the intercourse, but it's probably for the best seeing as even a word out of his mouth can turn you impossibly sensitive under him.
a praise in that tone would probably have you crumble into more of a mess under him than you already are.
'p-please,' diluc can't get himself to continue his slow pace after that, for all that he loves to see you writhe under him, you pleading him can break his will to torture the both of you in the most pleasurable way possible. most of the time at least.
so he increases his pace, thrusts growing harder as he carefully transfers both your hands into one of his still gloved one and his other helps pull your thighs tighter around him before he decides that the shirt that you're wearing needs to be unbuttoned and snaps it open, completely uncaring that the buttons flew across the room, impossible to find.
you have to reach climax before him. he doesn't let himself finish before he has you breathlessly crying out his name. but the second you do, he let's his control slip and pushes himself as deep as he possibly can, before climaxing inside you.
harsh pants leave him as he pulls you closer into his arms, letting you calm down, pressing soft and slow kisses from your neck to your shoulder, smiling infinitesimally as you slump down on him, letting him carry you into the bath to clean you up.
you are half asleep by the time he returns back to the bed after cleaning up his desk from the mess you both created, but as soon as his arm wraps around your body and his fingers slowly massage your scalp, the world around you blanks out.
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seineko · 1 year
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al haitham x (shy, nerdy and introverted) reader
warnings: explicit content, yandere elements, implied noncon exhibitionism, high key self indulgent, wrote this with the urge to touch grass
al haitham brainrot at 7 in the evening cause my head refuses to think of anything else (except diluc, he's a constant in my mind and heart <3)
i've read it somewhere on tumblr; (yandere) al haitham with a shy, nerdy and introverted reader. while the fluff made my heart melt, i can't stop thinking about the other end of the spectrum. (please let me know if you find that post).
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al haitham, who finally gets frustrated of seeing the way everyone treats you and slowly starts slipping near you whenever he can, sending actual glares to everyone who dares approach you.
al haitham, who slowly starts asking you for help with his work when he notices you starting to panic a bit when no one approaches you for help anymore.
al haitham, the one who never concentrated on his surroundings when he was immersed into a book, now can't think of anything other than how your lips look wrapped around the tip of a pencil when you try to concentrate.
al haitham, who finally gives into his own urges to push the strand of hair that has been disturbing you since a few minutes, behind your ear, freezing as he notices you stiffen.
al haitham, who somewhat regrets blurting out his confession (in the most monotonous voice possible by a human being) the second you run out of the library. the regret that turns into pure exhilaration the next day, when you approach him with the request to give you some time.
al haitham, who waits months before getting an affirmative reply, taking it as his cue to kiss you on your lips - waiting to do it since the day his eyes landed on the pencil that was stuck between them.
al haitham, who finally gets to be the only one to taste your tea and witness your small, adorable smiles whenever you receive a compliment.
al haitham, who refuses to let you get up from his lap even if all the seats beside you are empty.
al haitham, whose hands start to wander once you get comfortable with his touch. they reach the most obscure places one can imagine, while his head too turns into a huge gutter.
al haitham, who is addicted to kissing with you on top of him, locking your hands behind your back with one of his own, while the other caresses your (chubby) cheek.
al haitham, who absolutely loves to take you on the corner of your shelf in the library, whispering assurances in your ear that no one is watching, even when he knows that someone is.
mostly just al haitham, who treats you like the most valuable book in a collection of rare ones.
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seineko · 1 year
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diluc ragnvindr x reader
warnings: explicit content, self indulgent, implied multiple orgasms, implied orgasm control
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diluc does not talk - no, diluc cannot talk when he's inside you. all the neurons in his head constantly misfire and his mind is completely occupied with a single thought; the feeling of warm flesh completely wrapping him from the tip to the bottom.
his mouth is almost stuck to your neck; biting, sucking - trying his best to cover up the grunts, whines and whimpers that threaten to leave his throat involuntarily.
it does little to help him (and you) though. the sounds directly hit your bare skin at one of the most sensitive parts of your body, sending goosebumps all over it. but your mind has already turned into mush to even register those.
diluc is never rough, quite the opposite actually. he almost always goes slow. way too slow to the point tears run down your cheeks at the feeling of being absolutely full and so close to your release but still not able to reach it.
you're almost sure that he does it on purpose. the small twitch of his lips near your neck whenever a whimper leaves you should be proof enough.
his hands refuse to leave the flesh of your thighs, completely digging his fingernails in your flesh while they rest on his arms. that, coupled with the weight of his body pushed on to yours to reach your neck, is enough to let you feel him throbbing deep inside you.
your hands, on the other hand, are busy trying to engrave the map of scars on his arms and back into your mind. touch so careful, so delicate and so soft that he is forced to dig his hands, head and hips deeper into their respective spaces.
diluc is nothing if not passionate, but one thing no one would have expected would be how much of a menace he is in bed. so much so that he can go hours without letting you or himself reach the climax while getting you to the furthest edge on top of a cliff.
but all that is made up for when he gives you the most mind numbing release while huffing his breath into your mouth that he pressed his tongue into, one hand reaching up to caress your tears with his thumb, the other still under your thigh, letting you feel his own release flowing through you.
diluc cannot speak when making love to you, no. but a single word does leave his mouth when his mind clears enough to think about something other than your warm insides:
'again.'
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seineko · 1 month
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warning(s): i literally wrote this in 22 minutes and that deserves a warning of itself and also i mean all versions of dan heng here :), i can't decide if i want him to be topping me or not so take it either way, slight ooc probably
he has occupied my mind since a few days, couldn't help but write him.
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dan heng is so pretty.
pretty in a way that you've never found anyone else to be.
the way his expression turns thoughtful whenever he tries to comprehend about something someone had said.
the way his fingers graze his chin, letting his brain work out an eloquent sentence before he runs his mouth. (unlike march and caelus)
the way he tries to push back the hair behind his ear, but utterly fails to do so each time because it's just long enough to be an annoyance but not long enough for it to be able to push back behind the ear.
the way he gently folds the books so as to not crease them. (it was enough to flash something hot and bright down below your stomach).
the way his expression turns amused whenever march does something extremely stupid, but you can still see the hint of fond exasperation behind it.
the way he gives out one of his reserved small smiles for you, whenever you reach out to hold his hand.
the way his expression turns just the slightest bit soft whenever you cuddle into him.
the way his ears flush warm whenever you kiss him lightly in greeting or while departing.
the way his pupils dilate just enough to send sharp shiver through your entire body whenever you pull back from a deep kiss.
the way his sweat drips down his neck and onto his torso, his breaths getting heavier by the second, hands gripping your hair tight (but not enough to actually hurt), as you try to bring him closer to his climax with the help of your mouth.
the way he looks up at you, somehow having a completely feral look in his eyes, but also feeling flustered enough to let pink burst across his face and neck as he tries to chase your lips back desperately while you break the kiss, hands holding your hips tight to help them move on top of him.
the way his mouth parts slightly, eyes rolled back into his head, when he finally reaches his climax, panting heavily with his eyes closed.
the way his eyes turn completely soft as he regards you with a look of adoration, confessing his love for you once more.
no.
no one even came close enough to how pretty he felt to you.
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seineko · 11 months
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diluc ragnvindr x reader
warnings: none, just fluff, diluc just raising my standards higher by the second.
happy birthday, mr husband. thank you for making me simp so hard that i can't even concentrate on studying for my semester exams tomorrow. WHAT IS THAT BIRTHDAY ART?! IT'S ILLEGAL.
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the whole of mondstadt witnessed how their uncrowned king fell in love.
for them, it was like watching a romance movie, seeing how the main character slowly changed, bit by bit.
at first, the glance that was directed at you was of indifference, diluc just noting what drink you wanted as you stuttered it out from beside lisa, pushing your drink towards you before tending to another customer.
then was the look that showed acknowledgement when lisa introduced you as a junior from sumeru, who came to mondstadt to work under her. all he did was nod, sparing you a glance. nothing more, nothing less.
the next change in the way he looked towards you was something a lot of people noticed, but only one witnessed. the way he looked and acknowledged you with respect everytime you passed him, giving a small nod whenever your gazes met. the reason will always remain a mystery to the people of the city of freedom.
not to a certain cat allergic archon, though. he did not mean to pry, but who in their right mind would ignore a scene that played straight out of a novel when you happened to stumble upon it? not him, definitely.
so he watched, slowly sipping from his bottle as you patched the cat that diluc was holding, eyes blown wide with panic but hands as steady a mountain. he did not know what happened before, but it wasn't hard to guess.
though, even the bard wasn't so nosy as to look on when diluc's gaze shifted from the cat to you.
the change from respect to adoration was gradual, but not subtle by any means.
the more the time the two of you spent together, the stronger the gaze grew. it still held the respect from before, but the adoration just settled in alongside it, never to leave.
it was kaeya who got to witness the addition of absolute tenderness in his brother's eyes. he was heading back towards his quarters after a stroll with sister rosaria, that's when he noticed you both, lost in each other's embrace. so much so that even as a drunkard passed you, loudly singing, neither of you even showed a sign of breaking the hug.
the tenderness directed towards you when the hug finally broke sent kaeya back to his childhood, when his big brother had almost the same look but directed towards him. that was when he knew that the dark knight hero did not have any plans to let you go.
affection that made it's way into the eyes of the eldest son of ragnvindr was what adelinde noticed first.
the night was cold, strong winds and heavy rain hit mondstadt. she was waiting for the winery's master to come back, towel ready in hand.
soon enough, he did return but with his hand clutching onto a figure behind him, both panting heavily as their clothes dripped the water down onto the carpet.
ever the gentleman, diluc thanked her politely before grabbing the towel from her hands and leading you towards the fireplace, making you sit in front of it while drying your hair with the towel in his hands.
the head maid was about to leave but the look in her young master's eyes made her feet freeze to the ground, heart fluttering as she witnessed them shine after almost 4 years.
adelinde hoped with all her heart that you would never leave the red haired man behind before she strolled back to her bedroom.
the love that spread into his gaze was for only you to witness.
love that sent your head reeling as soon you your eyes fluttered open, still in his embrace as he slowly cupped your cheek. the small, soft smile that settled onto his face was enough to send your heart into a rampage, feeling both as if you're drowning but also as if the you took a breath of the most fresh air this world possibly had to offer, simultaneously.
the chuckle that left him when you cuddled into his embrace, hiding your face in his chest, did not make it any better.
your situation only worsened when he pressed a sweet kiss onto your head and pulled you closer, whispering;
'wish i could stay like this forever.'
this man was a hazard to your heart.
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seineko · 10 months
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diluc ragnvindr x reader
warnings: explicit content, self pleasuring - masturbation (both parties, though it is only implied on the reader's part), pining, mostly just diluc's active imagination
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diluc knows that he shouldn't be doing this.
knows that it's not gentlemanly in any way, shape or form to be doing this while thinking of you, especially when you had no idea about it.
but he couldn't help himself.
the soft smile that you directed towards him shouldn't have warranted this reaction from him.
it did made him feel warm. but for all the wrong reasons.
he really, really couldn't help but indulge himself, hand gently trying to calm his arousal down while all his brain could think of was you.
imagining you, pulling away from his lips with a sweet laugh, hands perched a-top his shoulders trying to have something to grab onto.
the image of that smile of yours melting into an expression that had every cell in his body flow south. eyes half closed and mouth slightly open as you pull him impossibly closer to yourself, to press another kiss onto his mouth.
unconsciously, his strokes got a bit more rough. just a bit more hurried.
he felt his entire body light on fire as his mind tired to create the hollow feeling of how it would feel like sink himself into your warmth.
if just the thought of it's phantom touch had his voice get struck in his throat, he did not want to think about how the real thing would affect him.
fortunately, he was able to redirect his thoughts. unfortunately, this made heat crawl up his cells more than it cooled him down.
the thought of you, giggling into the night as he snuggles his head into your neck, all the while slowly thrusting in and out of your warm heat, had him turn impossibly hard in his own palm.
the thing that had him climax, though, made him feel like the filthiest person alive;
you, slowly stroking his face and softly coaxing him towards his release, peppering his hair with kisses as he collapsed onto you.
the man could count on his fingers the number of times he had given into self pleasuring.
but none of them had him feel so dirty and so aroused at the same time. none of them ever had him come as hard before.
the post climax clarity had his entire being gnawed with guilt. half because of his uncontrolled imagination of you and another half of it because of how the thought of having you in his arms, the thought of kissing you with as much love as his lips could possibly deliver, the thought of simply making love to you had given him the most mind numbing orgasm he ever felt in his entire life.
if only he knew that the thought of him, also, had you shivering into your bed as your own arousal clouded your thoughts.
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seineko · 1 year
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diluc ragnvindr x reader
warnings: explicit (?), soft smut (explicitly non-explicit smut), very very self indulgent, not mentioned but diluc has very thicc arms
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there are days on which you can feel the unconditional love overflowing out of your boyfriend.
those days usually leave you with a heart beating enough times to last you another lifetime, breaths so heavy, it feels like trying to survive underwater, and brain so empty, as if someone grabbed and squeezed out whatever was left in it.
because on those days, you end up on his lap; his back against the bedrest, your fingers grazing his scalp, legs encircled around him and mouth busy whimpering into his ear as he tries his best to draw a trail of red stars on your throat.
his lips, depending on his mood, are either completely glued to your neck, or slotted onto your mouth; tongue grazing the most sensitive parts in the most criminal way possible.
diluc sometimes forgoes his need to breathe to try and deepen the kiss, hands harshly pulling your hips closer. this is when your fingers untangle themselves from his hair, caressing both his cheeks with care, voice softly saying;
'hey,' and pulling up his chin to meet your eyes. ''m not going anywhere.'
and the pyro user takes this as his cue to bury his head into the deepest crevice of your neck, breath harsh and lips nibbling onto your skin.
his hands snake themselves under the shirt that you are wearing (most often than not one of his own), fingers ever so slightly trace circles on your skin, contrary to the almost vice like grip he has around your body.
the most unfair part though, is that he refuses to let you be incharge - even of your own movement.
it's agonizing, how his soft demeanor can command your obedience. how his gentle lips can paralyze your body, knowing exactly which centimetre to graze upon that numbs your body into submission - melting completely on top of him. how his arms protectively wrap themselves around you, making you feel like it is the safest place to exist in the entire universe.
days like these feel like an eternity in the best possible way. they leave you with both a sense of satisfaction, but also longing for another as soon as the reality sucks you out of the dream like trance.
most importantly, they make you feel like the luckiest person to exist because a diluc ragnvindr loves you more than words can describe.
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seineko · 2 months
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it's a sick fic but, minors still do not interact!
warning(s): again, its very self indulgent, and i really hope diluc isn't too ooc. also i wrote this while being very sick so, beware. slight angst, like if you squint very hard. like really hard.
i really suck at taking care of myself and, well, i got sick because of it. i want to be pampered so, i'm going to get diluc to pamper me :)
and yes, i really can't help but end most of my drabbles with a confession cause i am a very stupid hopeless romantic.
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the number of times you got sick because you ignored your cold or sore throat (or both) was more than you could count on one hand. which doesn't seem a lot, but it's still stupid that it happened so many times.
and it happened again.
your sore throat persisted the entire evening you decided to do absolutely nothing about it.
so here you were, trying to reach for the water jug, but failing to do so with how heavy your entire body felt.
eyes hurting more with even the slightest of light let in, throat burning with every gulp you couldn't help but swallow down and head throbbing with the slightest sound that you heard.
'love?' you let out an involuntary wince as the voice - your boyfriend's voice - combined with the sound of the window latching into place, came in heavy, almost hammering your head.
'hey, here,' this time the voice was much more softer, almost a whisper, but you couldn't help the twitch of your eyes at the still persistent ache, 'drink up.'
you tried to gulp down a large sip to try and sooth the burning your throat felt but the glass was immediately pulled back, worried voice letting out an even softer, 'smaller sips.'
as you sipped the water much slowly this time, diluc's hand rested on your forehead, trying to get a check on your temperature. which was probably bad if the deep sigh was anything to go by, 'you're burning up.'
after your throat felt a bit better (temporarily), you pulled back to sit up straight, but diluc held your arms, pushing you back in place, 'no, you need to rest.'
your protest died down in your throat when you heard the worry in his tone. 'did you eat something?'
he didn't even let you answer that before asking, 'did you take medicine?'
at that you pulled your blanket up slightly, trying to hide under it.
diluc clicked his tongue.
with a resigned voice, he continued, a bit firmly now, 'do not move, i'll get you the tablets, and a water bath.'
it took longer than you anticipated it to, which was likely due to him changing his clothes, looking much more fresh with his hair open and a grey t-shirt and black tracks replacing his usual outfit.
'i apologize for the delay,' ever the gentleman, he set down the ice bath on the table beside your bed, putting the water jug down after pouring down another glass of water and holding it forward along with a few tablets on his other palm. you took them without much complaint as he fed them to you one by one, making you drink a few sips of water between each.
'i thought it would be better not to let any more germs near you,' eyes skimming down his clothes, he dipped the cloth in the eyes bath, twisting it to remove the excess before placing it on your forehead.
'ahh!' you let out something between a wince and a whine as the cold cloth touched your skin, hair rising all across your body.
'consequences,' was all he said, tone holding no remorse even as you suffered throughout the process! what a cruel boyfriend!
'if cruel means you get well soon, yes,' he clicked his tongue as he removed the cloth to dip it into the water again. uh ho, you seemed to have said it aloud, 'someone has to take care of you since you are clearly incapable of doing so.'
you wanted to retort, he was the last person you wanted to hear that from, but what he said next had every word stuck in your throat.
in a very small voice which held the slightest of hesitation and just a bit more pain, 'all i have left is you.'
'd-diluc,' you choked with both the pain you felt and the clear distress at his tone.
'shh, go back to sleep,' diluc sighed, removing the cloth from your forehead for the final time and hanging it on the side of the bowl he bought the ice water it. pushing a strand of hair behind your ear, he rubbed his thumb on your cheek, 'i'll go clear this up.'
you held back his hand on your cheek, refusing to let him leave. given how weak you were, he could've very easily removed the hold, but he held still. ears still ringing in your head, you shook your head, 'n-no, i can't sleep.'
'what can i do then?'
despite his protests, you got up completely to pat down on the corner of the bed, 'sit here.'
his usual deadpan expression was accompanied by the raise of his eyebrow. he still did as you told him to.
as soon as he sat down comfortably, you rested laid back down and rolled towards him to rest your head on his lap and let down a contended sound.
a slight smile spread across his lips at that. his fingers reaching up to caresses your scalp ever so slightly. diluc was sure that you would've completely turned boneless under his touch, purring every other second had you been a cat.
your eyelids already felt heavy as you looked up at him, pleading already visible through your orbs, 's-sing for me?'
not the one to sing usually, your boyfriend let out yet another sigh for the night before he started humming a familiar tune, a lullaby adelinde used to sing for him and kaeya when they were kids.
'diluc?' the sleep was taking over you, mind now muddled.
at his questioning hum, still in-between the humming, you just smiled into his lap, 'i love you.'
you drifted off before he could finish humming and reply with an, 'i love you too.'
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seineko · 5 months
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it's fluff but minors still do not interact!
note: it's extremely extremely extremely self indulgent (so please proceed with that it mind) and diluc is probably a bit ooc here but i really did think he'd open up a bit more and have fun a bit more with his partner. cheeky diluc isn't written enough. he was absolute chaos as a kid, i won't believe for one second that he did not at least have 1% of it hidden deep inside his heart.
my grandma just gave me a oil massage after so many years and i just felt like i was in actual heaven, that's where this idea stemmed from. i wanted diluc to have someone relieve his stress too so here i am, writing a drabble about it because he deserves everything in this world.
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diluc did not hate his hectic days as much as he did before.
they still suck of course, but you make them much, much better.
the first time it happened he was, understandably, confused.
the memory was pretty vivid.
despite being tired, sleep seemed really far away. diluc slowly tried to untangle himself from you, trying his best not to disturb you.
"'iluc?" which was evidently not successful as your half opened eyes stared at him, confusion clear in them.
"go back to sleep, love," he whispered softly. continuing when you did not, clearly waiting for him to answer, "i just cannot sleep, thought some fresh air might help."
yawning, you sat up and bend across him towards the cupboard beside his side of the bed and grabbed a glass jar of what looked like oil.
"come 'ere," you sat on the edge of the bed, patting on the side of it, indicating him to sit down in front of you. voice still thick with sleep, you continued, '"this will help."
diluc couldn't help but be confused as he walked towards to sit where you told him to, watching you pour the oil from the jar into its threaded metal lid, carefully wiping around the edges of both with a tissue that was a constant at the side of your bed. ("you don't know when you come across an emotional part of a story," you had said. "better be prepared than to have my snot all over my clothes.")
"help me warm it a bit, please," voice a bit more sober, you hovered the lid filled with oil in front of him as he sat down.
"what is this?" diluc asked as he regulated a bit of warmth around the lid in his hand to warm it up.
"it's coconut oil," you replied taking back the lid after you probably deemed it to be warm enough. "my amm- i mean my grandma used to massage my hair with warm coconut oil regularly. one massage from her hands and my fatigue completely disappeared."
diluc stared at the smile on your face, heart fluttering a bit at how warm your voice sounded.
"turn around," applying the oil around your fingers, you gripped his scalp to turn his head around and rubbed them through his tresses, applying a bit of pressure on his scalp as they combed through.
oh.
oh!
this is what you meant.
the gentle firmness of your fingers massaging his entire scalp, applying a bit more pressure at just the right places had him practically melt into the floor.
stress slowly seemed to release from his body as he let his head fall backwards barely on your lap, most of it on the pajamas pooling around it, a embarrassing whimper leaving his lips as just at that moment, your fingers hitting a newer still tensed spot.
a small giggle left you and he couldn't help the small upward curl of his own lips as he looked at the upside down laugh on your face.
"does it feel good?" you asked him as his eyes slowly closed on their own accord, hands constantly changing places around all of his scalp.
"mn," he let out as a reply. if it was in the present, a bit of mischief would take over him and he would add something along the lines, "this is probably what people call heaven."
your hands would completely freeze in his head and he wouldn't need to open his eyes to know that you were flustered.
but you weren't there yet.
he did change pretty drastically compared to when he was a kid, but the childishness and the mischievous streak was still a part of him, no matter how small or how deeply buried in the corner of him they were. it only ever came back in front of you now.
"there is a secret to this process, though," he hummed in question at that sudden talk. "magic!"
he opened his eyes to take a look at you as you said that, a small smile still present on his face, "magic?"
you nodded, "my hands are now magical," combing the front tresses of his hair to pull it back into the rest of it, you continue, chuckling a bit at what seemed to be nostalgia, "grandpa used to say that when you give the massage to someone you really love, your hands turn magical."
diluc felt his ears and his neck burn.
"then i'm glad to be one that can experience them," he pushed his arms up to gently pull your head a bit towards himself and planted a kiss on your forehead.
pulling back, the flutter in his heart stayed the same despite the change in surroundings. your hands more precise at massaging the exact spot on his head, but still just as gentle.
his head now cradled between your naked thighs, touching the buttons of his shirt that you were wearing.
you were humming a song that he couldn't quite remember the name of, but did remember it being a favourite of your grandmother's.
"you know," diluc said after the song reached its end, before you could begin another. "i know what your grandfather meant now."
at the questioning hum, he continued, smile widening infinitesimally as a bit of mischief did run through him this time, "your hands do seem pretty magical."
"diluc!"
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