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atskiruma · 1 year

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his reaction to your pajamas

expl: they pay your house a visit and see you in your pajamas, flustered by the exposed skin when they're so used to seeing you in your regular outfit

a/n: back

second person writing no pronouns used

Diluc didn't often pay your home a visit because he never had a reason to do so. You were always on time to the tavern, so today, when you had shown up late he decided he'd pay a visit just to make sure you were alright!

It wasn't often that he took this trip to the other side of the city of Mondstat. He only really saw these parts when he was doing his justice as the "Darknight Hero," but he knew you lived here when he had to drop you off after a couple too many drinks. Which was a shame because you also never remembered when you practically clung to him the whole way while flirting.

He took a couple steps towards your door and knocked 3 times. Standing in silence for a bit before hearing the sounds of some clattering objects in the house. Along with the sound of your voice cursing when something fell with it.

The door swung open and you appeared before it, disheveled, and looking like you just woke up. Your expression immediately turning flustered when you realized your boss was at your front door, and you were dressed in your pajamas.

Diluc's eyes flew to your appearance, especially the fact that the clothes you were wearing were very uneven, along with a lot of skin being shown. You seemed to notice his glance going down further and further, before raking back up to your eyes. Lifting the bottoms that were slowly falling down your hips, you sheepishly smiled before speaking,

"Diluc! Can I ask why you-" This was when your face dropped in immediate realization. Unfortunately, your brain chose at that moment to catch up with everything surrounding you. It was the afternoon, you just woke up, and it was Sunday. Wait? It's Sunday.

You jumped nearly 50 feet, scattering to explain with your hands in the air. "Oh my god! I am so sorry! I was out really late last night and I- God I'm so sorry! I will be down there in 5 minutes trust me I promise!"

Rushing back into your house, slamming the door and the sound of more clattering objects and your cursing reached Diluc's ears. He finally allowed his face to dust a shade of pink, pulling his hand over to his mouth and rubbing it in an embarrassing matter.

Xiao was the "Conquerer of Demons" he was vicious, strong, and scary. Xiao was the "Conquerer of Demons" but here he was, doing an errand. Ridiculous, an errand? All he was trying to do was make his way up to the top of the Wangshu Inn when Verr Goldet practically cornered him and asked him for a favor.

And how can Xiao say no? She gave him a place of safety and he would do anything to repay her for the kindness she's shown. Verr had asked him if he could deliver a package to a room closer to the top floor. He knew it was your room just by the number, often walking by and waiting a few seconds to hear any noises in there.

Xiao knocked on your door, silently hoping you wouldn't take your time getting to the door and this could end quickly. He waited a couple more seconds before hearing the sounds of you walking towards the door. The door opened slower than he thought it would and you came out looking like you had just woken up the minute he knocked.

Your pajamas were hanging loosely off you and Xiao's eyes wasted no time looking down at all the exposed skin that was showing. Your eyes squinted so much that you couldn't see the way his face lit up like a firework at the sight of you.

"Xiao? What're you doing here?" The voice you spoke with sounded groggy. Still unaware of The Conquerer of Demons losing it at your appearance. He said no word and quickly handed over the package, nearly making you lose your balance before disappearing away.

Scaramouche was not an observer, he didn't care what people were doing or what they looked like. All he was focused on was doing his own thing. Which was why it confused him to no end why Kusanali was managing to keep his attention right now.

At least, to Scaramouche. it was confusing, but the Dendro Archon knew what she needed to say in order to keep the wanderer's attention. Your name alone kept him focused on her words and she continued to manage to add you to the problem in order for him to find the solution.

"And that's why I think if we manage to get-"

The sound of a door slamming alerted both Kusanali and Scaramouche, along with the Traveler and Paimon across the room. Your flustered appearance entered the room, clearly out of breath from running all the way up here. Why did they put so many stairs leading up to the Sanctuary?

"Nahida. I am. So sorry. That I missed-" The sounds of your out-of-breath panting were in between every word you spoke, which eventually just led you to put your hands on your knees to catch it. You ran all the way up here as soon as you woke up, seeing the sunshine high in the sky and knowing you forgot to meet up with Nahida about the plan she had. Which led you to rush out in your pajamas, earning a few strange looks from passers-by on your way up.

"I had totally overslept and forgot about the plan..." Your words trailed off when you finally looked up and saw Scaramouche gleaming a bright red at your outfit. His eyes were anywhere but your own, examining your body like he was trying to engrave the image in front of him.

"Scaramouche? Are you okay?" Your voice finally reached his ears as he recollected himself from the shock, shooting his eyes back up to your own. The emotions that ran through were clear, confusion, embarrassment, and then finally anger. He shot up from his seat startling both Paimon and the Traveler, Nahida remaining unfazed.

"This is stupid! I'm out of here!" His voice trailed off as he stomped away from the scene. Knowing that when he was out of shot, another glance at your back would send him red-faced again.

Cyno found himself once again back in the desert visiting the Traveler and their flying white-haired companion in order to help with another quest. Back in the village of Aaru Village, the 3 traveled around asking about something the quest giver was looking for.

"And I told her there was no way I was falling for- Hey look, it's Candace!" Paimon exclaimed, pointing in the direction where the indigo-haired woman was walking. They managed to catch up with her after Paimon's screeching caught her attention.

She told them that she was going back to the main building where they had first gathered when the Traveler visited, saying she was finished running her errands and was returning back. Cyno nodded in silence while he let Paimon do most of the talking, letting his mind wander what you were up to right now.

The 3 entered the building and quickly helped Candace settle her bags onto the table. Paimon was just to go back to squeaking before Cadance quickly threw a finger over her mouth and pointed towards the couch in the corner.

There you slept, half off the couch with your pajamas nearly falling off your shoulder and hips. Cyno knew you were in the room since he entered, and didn't let his eyes leave your figure in the corner once. His face was blank, but anyone who knew him closer than others would know he was flustered by all means. Which meant Cadance's smile didn't leave her face either when she watched him move his eyes across your whole body.

"Cyno! Cyno!" Paimons voice returned to his consciousness and he quickly looked over at her, not before shooting an extra glance toward you again.

"We're leaving now? Are you gonna come with us?" She said, floating around in an impatient manner. He shook his head and spoke, "No, I have other matters I need to catch up with here as well. You can go on ahead."

The Traveler nodded before Paimon could complain and walked off back to where the original quester was waiting. Cyno turned back to you before realizing Cadance had left the room too.

You later woke up with the General Mahamatra's sleeping form in the chair near you, and a blanket covering your whole body.

alhaitham visited and cyno nearly broke his skull in when he saw his eyes shoot to your body

#xiao #cyno #diluc #scaramouche #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagine #atskiruma #scaramouche x reader #xiao x reader #diluc x reader #cyno x reader #cyno imagines #xiao imagines #diluc imagines #scaramouche imagines

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everparanoid · 5 months

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how genshin men hug you

various genshin men x gn! reader

characters: Alhaitham, Diluc, Itto, Neuvillette, Wriothesley

Alhaitham isn’t one for hugs, but he’s not against you snuggling into him as he reads, seated between his legs. You might have to ask him several times for a hug, and more often than not, you’ll be met with a ‘no’. However, on those rare occasions when he’s feeling tired and lazy, he might just pull you into a hug as he lounges around. If you try to talk while he’s resting his head on yours, he’ll shush you, not wanting his break to be disturbed. So, with Alhaitham, it’s less about the hugs and more about quiet, shared moments.

Diluc is a man of few words, but his hugs speak volumes. He may be reserved, even in private, but he won’t hesitate to give you a hug if you ask. He might not initiate them often, but he does enjoy these moments of closeness with you. His hugs are warm and comforting, making you feel safe and cherished. They might not last long, but they’re always memorable. If you were to hug him when he returns from defending Mondstadt in the middle of the night, he would welcome you into his side. He’d wrap an arm around you gently, allowing you to listen to his steady heartbeat, a reassuring reminder that he’s returned safely.

Itto is a true enthusiast when it comes to hugs. He’s the kind of person who will envelop you in a warm, enthusiastic embrace, regardless of where you are. Public or private, it doesn’t matter to him. His hugs are playful and full of energy. He’ll lift you off the ground, spinning you around in a whirl of joy. Especially after a rare victory in a Beetle Brawl, you can expect a celebratory hug from him. His hugs are innocent and endearing, often accompanied by a wide grin and exuberant cheers of happiness. It’s clear that Itto enjoys these moments of shared joy just as much as you do. His hugs are not just an expression of affection, but a testament to his vibrant and joyful spirit.

Neuvillette is a man who is reserved and formal, and he’s not familiar with the concept of a hug, even though he’s seen them during his time in Fontaine. The first time you hug him, it might be a bit awkward until he gets used to the close contact. Every time Neuvillette hugs you, it’s gentle and cautious, as if he’s still trying to figure out the correct way to do it. He doesn’t often ask for hugs, but when it starts to rain, that’s your sign that he could use one. His hugs can be unusually long because he doesn’t understand the socially acceptable duration for a hug, and you don’t want to correct him. Alternatively, they can be short but meaningful. If he’s feeling down, he might hold on a bit longer, and of course, you’re perfectly fine with that.

Wriothesley is a man who cherishes private moments of closeness. He’s the type to give you a full-body hug, much like the comforting embrace of a teddy bear. If he happens to retire to bed before you, he might fall asleep on top of you, his arms wrapped around your waist. More often than not, you’ll already be asleep when he comes to bed. In these instances, he’ll spoon you into his arms, providing a sense of security and warmth. While he may not be one for overt public displays of affection, when it’s just the two of you, he’s all about the hugs. You might often find yourself sitting in his lap as he reads the newspaper, one arm casually draped over your stomach, his head resting on your shoulder. It seems that Wriothesley has a particular fondness for your body heat, especially in the chilly depths of Meropide.

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dark-night-hero · 4 days

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"Why are you avoiding me?" It was those words that made you look up from the book novel that you are reading. There was your lover hovering over you, causing you to frown and slightly move away. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Don't lie, even now you're avoiding me." This time, he looked so frustrated, he look like he was about to cry if you do actually admit you are avioding him in which you are not. "Look, Luc. I'm not ignoring you, okay?" You spoke, brushing him off as you stood up and went towards where the open window is.

He went towards you to follow you when you hold up a hand to make some distance between the two of you. For the first time these days were you have been avoiding him, there was a pained look on his face that made your eyes go wide. Quickly setting your book down as you hurriedly chase after him who was now walking out of the room. "Wait! I'm not ignoring you, I swear to Lord Barbatos! I just need some distance between us okay?!" You explain in panicked.

"Isn't that the same thing?" There was a small sad smile on his lips, "Are you tired of me- of us-?!" "No! That's not what I meant! It's just you're hot!" .... "Huh?" He was dumbfounded. What did you just say? "I'm hot?" "No! Not the hot you're talking about but you're hot, it's hot!"

Then it sink in, these nights were you refused to be held, the lack of skin ship the two of you had except for a kiss here and there. You putting up a good distance between the two of you. It is summer, and it is hot as fuck. And he is a pryo user and they sometimes emits heat unknowingly, it can be because of the cold, or maybe because of the heat that it affects them unknowingly.

"Ah." "I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away, I thought you were doing in on purpose knowing how Kaeya and I have been messing with you before. I didn't mean to ignore you. It was just... it's so hot." You look down, of course it was fun to tease him, but now knowing he has been turning all along unknowingly to you, you felt sorry for your behaviour. "Forgive me?"

"Only if you let me cuddle with you at night." He smirks, holding your free hand that was not holding the book. This causes you to groan and pout. "But it's hot..." "Well make it work somehow." He laughs. What more can you do when you are blinded by his bright laughter? "Fine! Just make the room cool somehow before we settle down" "Of course, my lady." He spoke, putting your hand close to his lips before giving it a kiss.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2024°

: I lived in one of the coolest place in the Philippines every year end so I'm guessing the heat I'm feeling in our province this summer is nothing compared to those who lived in the city but damn. ITS SOOOO HOT HUHU I FEEL LIKE I'M BURNING EVERY TIME I STEPPED UNDER THE SUN.

: Reklamador nang pakinggan pero sinusubukan ng init ang pasensya ko nowadays.

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angelltheninth · 11 days

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can i request a fluff with diluc, zhongli and scaramoche with a reader that keeps saying they are cold as a excuse to cuddle them?

Of course, everyone needs to keep warm during the cold.

Pairing: Diluc, Scaramouche, Zhongli x Reader

Tags: fluff, teasing, cuddling for warmth, kisses, power use, Zhongli has a dragon tail

A/N: I get cold quite easily so it wouldn't really be a lie.

Diluc knows that's not true, he would never let the temperature in the house drop low enough for you to get cold. But what's he gonna do? Tell you no when all you want is cuddles? No, he's gonna get the biggest, warmest blanket he's got and wrap you both in it until you're sweating so much you take your clothes off.

Scaramouche points out that you're not telling the truth. You're dressed in more layers of clothing then him, therefore you can't be cold. The only thing that you are is touch-starved and in need of cuddles. You should be more honest with him you know, he is dating you and would very much like to know what your needs are.

Zhongli doesn't care if you're not actually cold he will warm you up all the same. His dragon nature comes with a temperature difference as well so he knows you'll get warmed up as soon as he pulls you close with his dragon tail. No need to kiss him as a thank you. He's more than happy to do this for his mate.

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allfearstofallto · 3 days

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Diluc x Fem! Reader

TW: 18+ MDNI, oral (f. receiving), face sitting, squirting

You can't tell how well he's doing below you, but you can still feel his lips and tongue against your clit, still feel his hands gripping your ass and thighs, so you know he's alive. He insisted that you sit on his face, despite your protest that you might suffocate him, he told you it'd be a wonderful way to go if you did.

Your cunt was dripping down messily on his face, his breathing sounding labored, but when you went to pull away to give him a breath of air, he'd just pull you back down, shaking his head side to side aggressively. You couldn't deny Diluc's skill, there was nothing he loved more than eating you out, forcing multiple orgasms from your body. The way you trembled and whimpered above him was a good sign, your toes curling and your lips mewling words of praise for the man's mouth.

When you came, you knew you'd squirt for him, when did you not? You worried once again about killing him with your cunt, but his strength was much more than yours and you couldn't lift yourself off if you wanted to. Diluc held you there as you convulsed through an orgasm, pussy dripping all over his face, making the noises his tongue made only sloppier.

He finally allowed you to pull away when he was sure that you'd finished coming for you and even overstimulated you a bit more. Your legs trembled as you flopped onto the bed next to him, where he was gasping, face covered in your slick, some of it even managing to soak his red locks.

"Are you okay?" You questioned a bit fearfully, wondering about his lack of anything to say.

Diluc's red eye were glossed over and big, his chest rising and falling as he breathed, a small smile forming on his face, "I think I just saw God,"

#genshin #genshin x reader #genshin impact #diluc #genshin diluc x reader #diluc x reader #diluc smut #diluc imagines #18+ only #minors do not interact #minors dni

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imk1ra · 1 year

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Diluc: You were hurt, what do you remember?

Kaeya: Just the ambulance ride.

Diluc: We didn't take an ambulance, I drove us.

Kaeya: But I heard a siren?

Diluc: That was Y/N.

Y/N: Sorry, I was nervous.

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i23kazu · 7 months

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imagine... diluc, who watches the little kids of the city run up to you to braid your hair, their tiny fingers clumily threading and making you into their masterpiece. once at home, he asks if he can have a turn.

his fingers seem to mimic the clumsy movements of the children –forgetting that he, too, is the owner of long hair. he gets better at it in due time, and soon is able to braid sweet flowers into your hair.

#[📝 stewardess' notepad!]#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #diluc imagines #diluc x reader #diluc x you #diluc fluff

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koala711 · 10 months

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Basking In You

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Synopsis: It’s been a long time since you’ve woken up in each other’s arms.

CW’s: Fluff- like fluff fluff, sweet sickly fluff I hope for you and nicknames love and beloved

Characters in order:

Diluc, Kaeya, Ayato, Alhaitham, Tighnari

(A/N) I was gonna add Kazuha, but it turned into more angst than fluff so Imma do a separate post for that some day in more detail.

Diluc Ragnvindr

Even if he had awoken, Diluc didn’t bother to open his eyes as he breathed in the familiar scent of valberries. He slightly tightened his grip around you with a small, almost invisible smile appearing on his lips.

Archons... He’s missed this.

“Morning, handsome,” you whispered, bringing your hand up to push away the fiery red strands from his face.

He squeezed his eyes for a moment before letting them flutter open to see you staring back at him. The way you looked at him and the way the sun kissed your skin made his heart flutter a little.

“Hello, love.”

He leaned up to press a soft kiss against your forehead before he returned to his original position, staring into your (eye color) eyes with as much love and happiness he felt.

“I’ve missed this,” you sighed, leaning deeper into the pillow.

The two of you never broke eye contact, trying to take in as much as you could of this moment. Blush dusted his cheeks as the moment prolonged.

It’s been so long since he’s woken up with you in his arms. All he’s been waking up to in the past three weeks is an empty and cold bed as you ventured Sumeru for a side project you’ve always wanted to begin. If it meant you were happy, it was always okay with him, because in the end he knows you’ll be back in his arms just like this morning.

Diluc pulled the covers over your shoulder and snaked his hand back to your back, and you let out a sleepy chuckle as you snuggled into his chest.

“Me too.”

Kaeya Alberich

A soft kiss on your cheek greeted you as you woke from your slumber, but you could not turn to return any gesture as Kaeya’s arms kept you facing the other way.

You laughed as another kiss makes its way to the nape of your neck.

“Someone’s quite affectionate this morning,” you teased, feeling his arms around you loosen and turned to face him.

He was smiling brightly. He was never this happy in the morning, but knowing he was able to stay with you like this for longer made his heart race.

“Should I not? It’s been a long time since you’ve woken up alongside me.”

You rolled your eyes and brought your hand up to push away the stray strand of hair. You placed your hand on his cheek, softly stroking it as the two of you stared into each other’s eyes. His cocky smile melted into a soft smile as he leaned into your touch.

“You got the day off?” You asked in a hushed voice, almost afraid that anything more would pierce this warm atmosphere.

“Mm.”

You giggled at his hum as his eyes began to flutter. The soft strokes you gave to his cheek and simple comfort you gave him made Kaeya struggle to stay awake.

The two of you stared into each other’s eyes for a moment before Kaeya pulled you closer and stuffed his head into the crook of your neck. You could feel one of his hands play with the tips of your hair while the other pressed against the small of your back, keeping you close.

“Gotta say,” you muttered, shaking your head with a soft smile. “I missed your morning neediness.”

“Neediness?” You could feel him smile against your neck. “If anything, I’m just showing you as much love as I can first thing in the morning. Is there anything wrong with that?”

“No," you laughed into his skin. "No there isn’t.”

Kamisato Ayato

Ayato held your close in his arms, breathing in your scent with his nose stuffed into your hair. His eyes may be closed, but he is very awake.

When he hopped into bed last night after returning from what seemed like the longest business trip ever, it didn’t take long until he fell asleep. Therefore, he didn’t get to indulge in you as much as he’d wished.

“Good morning, my beloved,” Ayato whispered, feeling your stir and squirm in his grasp.

“Morning...” You let out a small groan as a beam of sunlight blinded you.

You were never much of a morning person. Something about it was so tiring, but perhaps being coddled like this would make up for it from time to time.

“How’d your trip go?”

“Tiresome.” Ayato pulled away from you, trailing a hand down your forearm and brought your hand up to his face. “Without you by my side, I don’t think I’d have lasted another day of squabbles.”

His lips pressed against your knuckle for a couple of quiet seconds as a blush made its way up to your cheeks. At this rate, Ayato was going to give you a heart attack with how affectionate he’s being first thing in the morning.

The commissioner smiled against your skin as he looked into your eyes.

Such a mischievous fellow, but that was the man you fell in love with. You hated and loved him for the things he did to you and your heart.

Alhaitham

Waking up next to your lover was the best gift you could have. Seeing him sleeping like this was a different sight, one you weren’t very familiar with but one you would stare at until you could remember every single detail. You’d stare when he was awake, but it was embarrassing to always be caught.

Usually Alhaitham would get up before you and head to the Akademia for work, but the weekend was when you were always able to indulge in this simple pleasure. Besides, you’ve been gone for awhile, you deserved this.

After a while of basking in this scene, your brain slowly began to process everything that has happened in this supposed very short week. That is, that you came home on a Wednesday...

So it was Thursday...

And Al Haitham was here.

"Haitham...?" You sleepily whispered, noticing the gray-haired man still sleeping next to you. "Love, wake up!"

"I'm awake."

Alhaitham pulled you closer to him, not bothering to open his eyes.

"You're supposed to be at work," you scolded. “Get up!”

The scribe only ignored you and your efforts in prying his arms off of you. All he really wanted right now was to stay with you like this for just a little longer.

You’ve been away in Liyue to do some special research on their Violet Grass all of last week, and once you came back home yesterday, he couldn’t come home until very late because of an emergency meeting and work.

Even if he wasn’t much of an emotional person, he had to admit(to himself) he missed holding you like this and hearing your hoarse morning voice.

"I'm not really needed for their plans today. My tardiness wouldn't hinder their progress."

"You’re the Acting Grand Sage though!?”

Even with that point, you didn’t win.

Tighnari

“Master Tighnari?”

You softly groaned as you turned over in your lover’s arms.

You had no idea how many times the forest ranger has been calling your lover’s name from beyond the leaf wall, but you were sure it’s happened more than once for it to actually wake you up.

At first, you thought Tighnari was still asleep if they had to call them, but considering his ears, he probably wasn't.

“Tigh,” you whispered, peeking out to him. His eyes immediately opened to your call. “A ranger needs you.”

“Did he leave already? Didn't he just come back?” You heard the ranger muttering.

Tighnari shook his head and sighed at the forest ranger’s attempts. From the first attempt to the last, he heard it all, along with the explanation of why they were there.

“They just need a small item they requested I fetch for them in Sumeru City. It’s something needed for a later date, so they can wait.”

He doesn’t usually ignore a forest ranger’s calls, but with their reasoning, Tighnari deemed it not as important as staying by your side. Your warmth was addicting, one he’d missed for the past two weeks while he was in the city.

It didn’t take long for him to miss you. The only thing he had to contact you were letters, but it didn’t feel enough to fulfill the hole in your place.

He really didn’t plan to do that, but the Akedemiya requested a new lab for him to do with his students this year. It was a study that required daily notetaking and care, one in which he had to teach, monitor, and help with almost constantly.

“Why not give it to them now?”

“Because,” he huffed, bringing his tail closer to your entangled legs. “I’ve been away for too long and now I’m with you, or do you want me to leave you alone in bed?”

You laughed in a hushed manner and softly flicked his forehead.

He looked cute with his eyebrows furrowed above his multi-colored eyes, along with the barely visible pout on his lips. How could you resist that? Besides, he wasn’t the only one missing their other half.

“No, no. It’s alright. Just stay here forever, I suppose.”

"It's what I plan."

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bsverryin · 4 months

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Genshin men reacting to you giving them expensive gifts.

(Alhaitham, Ayato, Diluc, Childe, Neuvilette)

(reader's love language is receiving gifts)

AL HAITHAM

He didn't think that it was really necessary to give him expensive gifts but he's grateful for it anyway. Whatever you give him, he will always appreciate it and secretly keep it inside his office. Days after you give that expensive gift that you think of, he'll buy you 3x expensive than the one you bought him. You'd tell him he really doesn't have to but it's alhaitham. He wants to appreciate you all way that's possible. He may struggle saying it using his words but whenever he does, he talks like you're the only person in his eyes.

AYATO

He finds it really romantic that you'd give him something so expensive worth your money that you worked hard for. He won't hide the fact that he is really grateful and would always wear/use the expensive gift you gave him, after giving him those gifts he'll find himself asking ayaka to ask you what kind of gifts would you like because he wants to surprise you like how you always do to him. He wants to express his love for you in your love language so that you'll feel loved.

DILUC

He wants to be the one who gives you expensive gifts because yk he's richrich but whenever you do he tells you that you don't have to give him expensive gifts because he already loved those hand made gifts. You insisted and told him it wasn't enough that's why he lets you. One thing you see whenever you give him gifts is that he never forgets to kiss you whether it's on your cheeks, lips or forehead. He treats those gifts like a gold and he never wanna lose it because he knows that you'd always work hard just to buy him things even though you didn't have to.

CHILDE

He lovessss it, he doesn't stop you from giving him expensive gifts because he'll give you something much more expensive in return. Your relationship with him is give and take, he loves your gifts and the thought of you trying your best just to give him one. You both love shopping together and roaming around liyue buying random things that heals both of your inner child since finance is not a problem for the both of you. Spoiling each other is your love language and you both love giving things to the poor and even each other's family.

NEUVILETTE

You love giving him things that matches his style so he'd always use/wear whatever expensive gift that you may think of. Other than giving him gifts you loved sitting on his lap while making something for him, he doesn't mind if your gifts are expensive or not. He loves your gifts, though he still isn't used to it whenever you give him one, he makes sure that he is still showing his gratitude to you. He secretly loves to look at you making something for him or whenever you panic because you don't know what to give him. He loves everything about you.

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hanilessa · 10 months

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» :、♡ YOUR ATTENTION

` Summary: You pay a lot of attention to your newborn child, and your husband has only to watch it jealousy. He lacks your attention.

` Includes: Diluc, Kaeya, Kamisato Ayato, Thoma x fem!reader

` Genre: fluff, romance, hints of jealousy

` Author’s notes: likes, replies and reblogs are greatly appreciated <3 my inbox is open for your requests! feel free to text me if you want to request headcanons or drabble. :3

part one! part two!

DILUC

Everyone knows that Diluc is quiet, assembled and calm. Always and in all situations. He rarely shows his real emotions to strangers. Because he doesn't trust them.

You've always been amazed at how differently he can behave with different people. And how "other" he is next to you.

Yes, he's calm and assembled too, expresses confidence and aristocracy, but when you're next to him, he becomes gentle and affectionate, ready to bathe you in love and care.

Therefore, when you have a son, it's difficult for him to ask you to pay attention to him too, given his calm nature. He feels very awkward, realizing that taking care of a child requires a lot of responsibility.

And he will be silent, watching in silence how gently and reverently you hold your son in your arms, singing a beautiful lullaby to him.

The sound of your voice makes Diluc feel very sleepy, and he also wants to get a little of your caress, falling asleep on your lap.

You will be surprised how clingy he becomes when you put your son to bed and Diluc immediately pulls you into his arms.

"Did you miss me?" Your voice and laughter flow like a pleasant melody in his ears, and the man relaxes, getting all your attention to himself.

"Yes. Can we spend today together?" Diluc's words sound pleading, as if he hasn't seen or felt you next to him for ages. And it was unbearable.

Taking advantage of the fact that his son has finally fallen asleep, Diluc leads you to living room, where you both can relax and enjoy each other's company.

As soon as you're in his arms, your son's loud crying startles you, and you look at your husband excitedly, preparing to rush to the nursery to comfort your child.

But Diluc only shakes his head, and a sly smile appears on his lips — not characteristic of him. Your knees are shaking.

"Don't worry, my love, the maids will take care of him. And you have to take care of me."

You think that sometimes he looks like Kaeya with his cunning tricks. But you nod, calming down, when the baby stops crying.

Now, please give him your affection and love, which he missed so much.

KAEYA

Kaeya is the exact opposite of his stepbrother. He is cocky, cunning, and very charming.

He loves to tease you and doesn't miss any opportunity to do so. Regardless of place, time and circumstance. He has nothing to be ashamed of, because in this way he shows his affection for you.

When your daughter is born, Kaeya's heart becomes soft and light, he no longer wants to tease or joke. He wants to show care for his child through gentleness.

But, when all your attention goes only to your daughter, the man feels a slight insecurity. Have you lost interest in him because he stopped teasing you?

All your attention is directed to your daughter, and Kaeya would be a liar if he said that he didn't understand why this was happening.

Your child is an angel in the flesh, so you're constantly next to her.

You're completely enchanted with your baby, which is why you haven't paid attention to your husband for a long time. And Kaeya doesn't intend to take it anymore.

He suddenly takes his daughter from your arms, and you let out a frightened squeak. He came up with a brilliant plan to get your attention and tease you in the process.

"Can I hold my daughter in my arms too?" You recognize your lover's signature smirk and pout your lips when he smiles slyly, realizing that your attention now belongs entirely to him.

He will laugh, circling with his daughter in his arms, while you, with an annoyed and worried face, will run after him.

You know that Kaeya is careful and won't let anything happen to your daughter while he's fooling around like that.

Your baby is in his reliable and strong embrace, so relax a little and rest with him.

"You have such a funny face, Y/n!"

And right now, it's more than enough for Kaeya to see your cute, funny face when he's around you and your daughter.

You're so funny and sweet when he teases you, which is why he's so happy to feel that excitement again and see the look of your embarrassed face, so keep keeping your attention on him.

KAMISATO AYATO

As the head of Kamisato Clan, Ayato is constantly busy with various important matters. He doesn't have much time to give you his attention. And because of this, he blames himself very much in this.

You don't blame him, realizing that he has a big responsibility, and humbly wait until he's free in the evening after work.

And while you're waiting for your husband, you spend most of your time around your newborn daughter. You used to have a lot of free time, but now you're constantly busy taking care of your child

So when Ayato realizes that he's tired and needs to be near you and rest, he gets a little disappointed when he sees that you're busy taking care of your daughter.

Ayato is a gentleman and will never insist that you give your attention to him immediately. He will wait.

Sure, he understands that the wait is always long and painful, but when you receive your prize after a long wait, it's always very sweet and exciting, isn't it?

If he really wants your unquestioning attention here and now, he will ask Ayaka to look after your baby.

He knew that you couldn't refuse his sister such a request, so your husband always took advantage of this weakness of yours.

When your child is in Ayaka's arms, you immediately find yourself in Ayato's arms, and the man winks at his sister in satisfaction, making you frown slightly.

Don't make that face! You know very well that he needs your attention, and now he takes what belongs to him.

You and he are alone in his office, and Ayato can let out a sigh of relief as you stop resisting his embrace and relax too.

"Are you doing this to avoid your job?" You ask slyly, teasing your husband.

He just chuckles and takes your face in his hands.

"No, my dear, I'm doing this to get your attention." He finishes talking and your lips meet his in a kiss.

Be with him now, hug him, kiss him, and he will also be with you, he will hug you and kiss you. He will give you his attention too.

THOMA

It's safe to say that Thoma is very economic and hardworking. The Kamisato estate is led by him, he confidently does his work.

This work brings him pleasure, communication with Ayaka and Ayato is very valuable to him. But sometimes he can get tired too, want your affection and care.

You're also a hardworking person, constantly busy with something, so you both rarely get to spend time together. And when your son was born, you had even less time.

Your husband was constantly at his work, and you were always busy taking care of the child, so you hardly noticed that Thoma really lacked your attention.

But speaking of Thoma, when he came home, he wanted your affection and attention, but you just smiled at him, holding your son in your arms, while he falls asleep.

The man lowers his eyebrows sadly, trying to make the cutest look he could. He was so sweet in that moment and you really couldn't resist it.

You asked Thoma to wait a little while you put your son in the cradle, making the man's eyes light up with sincere happiness.

He's very clingy when the two of you spend time together. Thoma loves to lay his head on your lap and enjoy the way you gently touch his hair with your hands.

"Let's take a break today from our duties and spend this beautiful day together." He says, and you understand that he really missed you and your attention.

You nod tiredly but happily and lead the man into the living room, where you both sit on the couch.

"Okay. Then tell me about how Ayato-sama and Ayaka-sama are doing. I want to visit them when I have free time."

"They will be very glad to see you, honey." Thoma nods and wraps his arms around you, resting his head on your shoulder.

For now, the two of you can relax, enjoying each other's company, and later visit Ayaka and Ayato with your child.

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atskiruma · 1 year

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his attempts at courting you

expl: he finds himself thinking about you more often, wanting to seek you out consistently, and giving you numerous gifts every day to see you smile

a/n: it has come to my attention that the last ff i wrote, (snow day) was not very well depicted for all readers to enjoy, i want to apologize for that and promise that i will get better at trying to make sure everyone is able to read it and enjoy it, my writings are targeted for all | unfortunately, i can not edit it right now seeing as there's a poll going on, but once that poll is finished i will change my wording in the ff

ask me anything masterlist

second person writing no pronouns used

Zhongli often felt himself thinking about you more often while he was working around the parlor. Even seeking out your name in conversations and listening more attentively when someone was speaking about you. It didn't confuse him though, he was aware of his interest in you.

You opened up the warmth in his heart and welcomed him kindly every time you two saw each other. It made him happy to see you happy, and this was evident when flowers were delivered directly to your door one sunny afternoon.

"These are for you," The mail lady said before turning around and walking away to do more deliveries. You didn't even get to ask who they were from before she was gone. Staring down at the bouquet of tiger lilies in front of you, you could only assume that the bright orange and black colors could depict a certain someone's hair color.

It was a nice piece on your kitchen counter and went well with the other decorations spiraling around your house. That was, until the next morning, you were greeted again with another gift. A bright orange vase to compliment the tiger lilies you received the other day. It was funny, why was he going out of his way to send you such nice gifts?

You finally managed to confront him when you saw Childe and Zhongli sitting together on the seats of an outside cafe. Walking over and waving to the both of them. They greeted you back, and small talk was given for only a couple minutes.

"I actually came over here to thank Zhongli," This caught his attention, and he turned to look up at you, "I really loved the flowers you sent and the vase goes really well with them too!" You said while smiling.

He nodded back at you, seemingly collecting himself extremely quickly at the fact you figured out so quick who it was. "I'm glad you liked them," He said.

"I came to give you this in return," You said," "I know it's probably not as extravagant as the ones you gave me, but I like it." Handing over the small gift box, he opened it and smiled softly at the item. It was a small keychain, nothing special, and it was decorated with a lovely orange seem.

That same keychain would be hung up right next to his bedframe, along with variant letters you sent him on the table accompanying it.

Diluc was someone who took courting another person seriously. He found it tradition since his father had spoken so much of it when Diluc was younger. He always wanted to treat the one he loved with respect and be as much of a gentleman as possible.

This was why you were taking a stroll with him through his grapevines on a sunny afternoon. He offered for you to come down to the Winery a couple days ago and you had just gotten around to accepting his offer. His hand rested on your back as he took you through multiple different paths and explained everything. As you strolled, he talked about things concerning the vine, his profits, the seasons they needed to be planted, etc.

You smiled at him, knowing it was something he took dear to his heart, and listened very attentively to what he was saying. In reality, Diluc was really hoping that all he was talking about didn't bore you in any way.

Then, the next couple of hours were spent sitting in his large dining room, eating food made by the cooks in his home. It was nice, and you were very happy that he wanted to spend this much time with you. Diluc even found himself watching you eat here and there, asking you if the food was good or if you needed anything else in the time being.

After everything was over, and the night sky shined over the two of you as you stood outside his doors, he leaned down and pressed a small kiss to your hand. Telling you how much of a pleasure it was to have you here, and how he wished you could stay longer.

Diluc even offered to walk you home, tediously not taking no for an answer, he reached down to take your hand and hold it the whole walk home.

Alhaitham was very closed off when he first met you, he was closed off with anyone in general. He found it strange that you always seemed to be there when he was thinking about you, and when his eyes would try and search a room in the akademiya for you.

He realized that something had to be done about this, so, he did what any other raging nerd would do, and researched about it.

You also found it odd when you'd see him looking at you from across the library, or holding the door open for you whenever you'd walking behind him. Alhaitham always seemed like the guy who only cared about his own, yet he was so evident in helping you out here and there.

Helping you when you'd be confused about a book, rewording your essays to make them better. Alhaitham seemed to want to assist you with almost everything. This was no different than today.

You found yourself back at the library looking down at a long-written parchment on the forest rangers' activities. Trying to figure out how you could make this work in the essay you were conducting on Sumeru's forest.

This was when you heard the chair scrap right next to you, and looked up from where you had originally been focused. Alhaitham took his seat next to you, slightly taking up more space than necessary with his manspreading.

"Do you need help with that? It looks like a longer report than usual for you."

"Longer than usual?" You shot back, "Are you saying that I'm not capable of reading this?" His eyes widened a bit and he instantly tried to retort his original statement. "No, no, I thought- Well- You know you usually read shorter reports in order to get more details. I didn't think you'd take something this large to account."

His confession made you smile, and you leaned in closer, "How'd you know how I like my reports?" At the response with your cheeky grin, a blush formed on his cheeks before he looked away.

"Scholars are supposed to be attentive, it's natural to know a few things you prefer in order to work best with you."

The response he sent back your way caused you to roll your eyes and turn back to what you were originally doing. "To answer your question, no, I do not need help, but thank you for offering."

That didn't seem to make him budge, because he kept sitting there watching you copy down and write words from the book.

"You misspelled climate."

The sound of a book colliding with his head echoed throughout the library.

Ayato enjoyed your company, a lot, so much that he seeks you out anytime he and his sister go down to festivals or strolls through the city. He always wanted to start up a conversation with you, and if anyone else walked by anytime he'd be down there, Ayato would be right next to you listening with a smile at whatever you said.

Ayaka loved you too and found it amusing that her brother was so interested in you. She often found herself trying to spark up conversations with you, asking if her older brother proposed yet in a joking manner.

You laughed it off, Ayato was nice but you were sure he had other rich and important people to concern his love life with. He was just a very nice man to talk with here and there, and you didn't seem to notice that you were one of the few he'd actually seek out.

That was, until, every time he saw you, he came with some form of jewelry or expensive item to give you. Asking you how your day was, what you were doing, and if you wanted to come to spend some time up at the estate with him.

"What about Ayaka?" You said with a tilt of your head in confusion. He smiled back and said, "I'm sure she'd rather stay down here and explore more of the shops.

Ayaka would have loved to come along, but before she could even turn around, the two of you were already heading back up to the estate.

He catered to you, made sure you were comfortable, and even asked if you'd like anything from his personal chefs. It was a bit much to handle, seeing as you weren't used to living so luxurious, but he was very nice about it all and understood.

The catering didn't stop after that day either, more and more people began to wonder why the Kamisato siblings were spending so much more time outside their palace. Ayaka once mentioned that you loved a certain color, and the next day Ayato was handing you a box with that color, and a necklace with the pearl containing that color too.

He even found himself marching over to you when he saw someone speaking to you in a more flirtatious matter. Moving next to you and asking if everything was alright while his hand wrapped around your own.

#ayato imagines #diluc imagines #alhaitham imagines #zhongli imagines #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #zhongli x reader #ayato x reader #alhaitham x reader #diluc x reader

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sugurugetofavoritemonkey · 1 year

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𝒫𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝑒𝒻

Diluc x reader

You took all the pillows in the shared bed, therefore, Diluc had to find an alternative.

Fluff : No Trigger Warnings

800 words

My lovely husband Diluc deserves comfort and we deserve cuddles so here is something that I really enjoyed writing, I really hope this is good though, thus feedback is always appreciated <3

Diluc had enough of this.

He loves you more than anything, undoubtedly so.

But this had to stop tonight.

You were always stealing all the pillows in your shared bed.

“You little egoistic”, Diluc murmured while watching you sleep like a baby, with his heavy eyes. Although, even if the red-haired man was annoyed at this, he couldn’t help but gazed at you with so much love.

Diluc gave up on trying to get back to sleep after a moment.

Choosing for now to lay on his side, facing you, his left arm under his head, bringing him little to no comfort. Watching you sleep fondly was at least soothing him, a little smile forming on his lips at the picture before him.

Your head was resting on three pillows, while your hands were holding tightly a fourth pillow. His pillow. Diluc pouted at that. How many pillows do you need to fall asleep, he wondered.

Your eyes were shut peacefully, your mouth slightly agape, letting little snores slip from it. For a thief, you were indeed quite cute, he thought.

But even now, it seems that all the pillows weren’t enough for your slumber, when your hand unconsciously reaches for Diluc's shirt. His figure, apparently not close enough to your own body. Making Diluc chuckles quietly at your cuteness for the umpteenth time today. His own hand finding its way to the top of your head, threading his fingers through your hair to caress it gently for a moment. His calloused hand then decided to run lightly on your cheekbones, his thumb finishing the loving caress by cuddling your cheeks affectionately.

Your lover could almost fall asleep like this. Lulled by your little sleepy sounds, and the feeling of your soft skin under his dancing fingers.

Almost. If only his neck wasn’t bent in half, under his arm for several minutes now.

Fortunately Diluc was resourceful. If he couldn’t have his pillows then he would find something else to sleep on. Luckily, someone highly enticing was laying just in front of him. He just had to remove the pillow in between your arms, throwing it at the same time to the other side of the room, to take place in between your arms. His head relaxing on your chest, he couldn’t deny the fact that you were indeed even more comfortable than the pillows. He let out a little sigh at the warmth embracing his whole body, making him hold you tighter with his arms caging you in, wanting you as close to him as he could.

“You are crushing me right now”, came your voice heavy with sleep, not without a little chuckle from your part at the sight of your husband attached to you and without any intention of letting go. Diluc being too comfortable on his newly found pillow was a sight to behold, his broad back was covering most of your form while his loosen bright red hair cascaded on his side. You couldn't resist stroking his head lovingly, almost making him purr from the oh so pleasant sensation you were gifting him with your fingers.

Diluc was quick to answer, “A certain someone apparently stole all the pillows from me, thus I had no better choice than to find a better one, little thief.” While his hand found its way under your shirt, drawing random little shapes on your side playfully, “I don’t regret my choice though, it seems that this pillow is warmer, cozier and mainly…more exquisite I would dare to say”, your partner finishes with a kiss on your collarbones.

“I'm happy to be of use then”, you joked at him while still combing through his wild mass of hair, looking at him with a bright smile.

Diluc put all his weight on his arms to get eye-level with you, returning to his usual serious self for a second, “I always think that I can’t be more enamored with you than I am at the moment, still, each time I share a split second with you, I can not be more wrong”.

With that, you can’t find any words to match the passion from Diluc’s words, your eyes watering at the expanse of his love for you, that you can only return with a kiss, one mimicking the same fervor as his, your tongues dancing with each other for a short moment, but long enough to replicate your shared feelings.

With a last peck on your lips, Diluc returns to his previous position, his head on your chest with his hands under your shirt to let his fingers glide across your warm skin, while your own are lacing through his hair. A shared soothing moment, relishing the presence of the other, that soon changes to a deep slumber in a loving embrace.

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angelltheninth · 13 days

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AHH so excited your requests are open!! Could we get waking them up by sitting on their face with tartaglia, diluc, and any other character(s) of your choice :>

I'm assuming those two are your faves? Great taste.

Pairing: Diluc, Childe x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, morning sex, cunnilingus, fingering, clit stimulation, hair-pulling, thigh biting, face-riding

A/N: Just between us (and everyone else who reads this) I like Childe a bit more.

Diluc mumbles a quick, and confused, good morning against your pussy, which is now right above him. You... can't be this horny already, he's not even fully awake yet. Although it's not like you can do these things while at work. You absolutely have and luckily haven't been caught yet, this is a better solution, get it done in the morning. And then before going to sleep. Lift your hips up a little, he wants to get his finger inside you, feeling your hungry cunt clenching around his fingers while he bussies himself with your clit.

"See someone couldn't wait for me to wake up. Honestly, what's wrong with you, what if I talked in my sleep and bit you? You're right, you do like getting hurt when it's me. Then I'd have to kiss it better. I'll do that regardless, come here, darling."

Childe pulls you close to his mouth the moment he opens his eyes and sees you looking down at him, begging for his mouth on your dripping, empty cunt. Such a delectable meal you presented him with. His mouth is watering before he gets the first lick in, pushing his tongue into your wet pussyhole, tasting you as deeply as his tongue could go. As he holds you firmly against him you can only move as much as he allows it, you are at his mercy. Mercy of his tongue and teeth, biting into your thigh because he needs to show off his work somehow.

"That short skirt, you're wearing that all day today, that's right baby. You really care about what others will say about you? Should have thought of that before riding my face first thing in the morning. Now everyone will know what a dirty girl you are."

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cryptonite-exe · 1 year

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lust for life

𓆩♡𓆪 diluc x gender neutral! reader

𓆩♡𓆪 header artist ; @/erimmyon

𓆩♡𓆪 genre ; smut (don't interact if you can't handle smut)

𓆩♡𓆪 cw ; submissive diluc, breeding kink, teasing, handjob, creampie, diluc begging bc hes babyboy

𓆩♡𓆪 a/n ; coming back from hiatus with this 🤸

there was an apparent cozy atmosphere within the tavern, perhaps it was the reason a few patrons had fallen asleep. the soothing tunes of the local bard fell flat as diluc gestured that it was closing time. diluc stays behind the bar, cleaning the used glasses as charles escorts the intoxicated and drowsy customers outside to go home to their probably fuming partners.

after a while, charles bids farewell and leaves diluc to close the tavern. the dim lights and fading candlelights are all that's left to accompany him. he wipes down the tables as he reminisces of the past hours. recalling the pleasant conversations he had with frequent patrons and the not so pleasant ones with drunkards picking a fight. his hands set down the last cup into the cupboards and he throws the towels into a basket in the corner. he sighs from relief, seeing all his work done for the day.

after throwing on his coat, he locks up angel’s share and leaves. the once lively tavern during the day turns into a lone one in the dark, waiting for the arrival of its owner at dawn. the trail to his manor is a long one, nothing but the silence of night to be heard. as exhausted as he is, his guard remains up nevertheless. he found the quiet journey all the while worth it. when he arrives at home, he leaves his boots at the front, the boots you gifted when you saw how worn out his past ones were. he sheds his coat and hangs it on the coat rack before heading up the stairs to the bedroom.

he gently turns the knob and enters. the aroma of honeysuckle immediately enters his senses. a small smile forms when he notices the scented candle on your tableside. he removes the remainder of his clothing, changing into nothing but pajama pants before joining you in bed. you must’ve noticed when the bed dipped as you stirred awake. you shifted from your position to face whatever awoken you from your sleep. you could barely see with what little light illuminated this person, but when you saw the familiar head of red hair, you let out a hum of satisfaction. “mm, how was work?” you ask with a hoarse voice, evident of your slumber. “missed you so much.” he says, pulling you closer to him. his arm remains around you, holding you close while rubbing circles on your back. he kisses the entirety of your face, from your nose to your cheeks to your forehead and lastly at your lips. you laugh at how ticklish it felt. he continues to softly kiss you, smiling into it when he feels you snake your arm to the back of his neck. when he moves down, he makes sure to pay attention to every part of you. whether it be caressing, kissing, nuzzling, he leaves nothing untouched.

“missed me that much?” you tease when you notice the desperation in his touch. he replies with a hum, too busy nipping at your skin to give a full reply. “shouldn’t you- be sleeping?” you stutter when you feel his cold hands roam under your nightgown. “we haven’t done it in so long, i need you.” he pleads, looking up at you with eyes shining in the moonlight. you look back at him with a surprised expression but it’s true, conflicting schedules and busy days resulted in this. one of his bartenders has been out sick for the past week, making diluc take more shifts than he usually would. he’d come home tired and barely conscious enough to reply to your attempts at a conversation, but you don’t hold it against him.

“if you say so mr. darknight hero” you tease once more, enjoying the immediate flushed expression on his face. “oh, stop it” he replies, embarrassed at the given title. the cheeky grin on you soon disappeared when he started removing your garments until every part of you was met by the chilly air in the room. but before he could touch another part of you, you were quick to push him down onto the bed. his eyes widened when you straddled yourself onto his lap, settling right on top of his crotch. “figured you need a reward for working so hard,” you say, looking down at him. you could hear his breath hitch when you leaned down, your lips on the soft skin of his chest, slowly leaving love marks sprawled out. as stoic and as aloof of a man diluc is, that side of him fades away to your very touch, showing the vulnerable touch starved part of him to you. you made your way up his body, returning the gesture with numerous kisses. words don’t come out of his mouth to retort as you reach his lips. soft lips on soft lips, the kiss was as sweet and passionate as always. you let out a soft gasp when you felt him grow hard underneath you. still continuing the sensual makeout, you slowly grind your hips against his, creating friction enough to have him moan into the kiss.

you could see how untouched he’s been for days on end. his hips move to try and meet your movement. when he finds the rhythm that matches yours, his moans grow louder as his voice breaks up more. “hngh- please! i need you” he moans. you could feel his precum soak through his pants, creating a wet spot on the fabric. his muscles stiffen as he feels you pull down his pajamas along with his underwear. his cock springs out, eager with the way it hits his abdomen. there's a pool of pre on his tip, along with the sound of arousal coming from him as the midnight air hits his cock. your lips form a small smile, seeing diluc in such a state. your hands wrap around the base, making sure to place a firm hold that gives him pleasure from that alone. you stroke upwards, all the way to his tip. a whorish moan makes it past his lips along with his hips bucking into your hand. his hands long left your body to cover his face. perhaps he felt embarrassment from this arrangement because, at such an angle, you can see every part of him. the way his thighs twitch, the way he sucks in a breath every time you stroke his tip.

but oh how cute.

“c’mon don’t hide from me, i wanna see your pretty moans” you coo. your hand still continues to jerk him off. your thumb running along the slit of his tip sends his head back into the pillows. he feels the heat in his stomach intensify with each stroke of your hand. “oh archons, please please please! so close!” he sobs, tears prickle his eyes as his climax approaches. his moans are a mix of pleas and cries. yet at the edge of his incoming orgasm, you release the tight grasp you had on his cock. he immediately whines at the loss of that ecstasy. you chuckle at his cute whimpers. he was still trying to catch his breath when you took his hands and guided them down, resting them on your thighs. you raise your hips, leaning your balance on your knees. you line the tip of his cock against your entrance. “wait you’re n- ah!” he exclaims. his grip on your thighs tightens as you plunge yourself down his cock. “fuck! i’ve been.. touching myself when you’re not here.” you moan, not giving a fuck about anyone hearing you. for the past week, not having diluc around really tortured you. in the evenings, it gets worse. the usual intimate hours for you both became lonely ones for you. you’d fuck yourself open like he was watching. but the way his cock stretches you out even more has you delirious, your fingers were never enough to have you like this. he could only moan at your confession. his mouth hung open with endless moans flowing out of him as you’d raise yourself up to only drop back down on his cock over and over. “mm.. you’re so big, so good!” you slur out due to the overwhelming feeling of his cock brushing against your walls. both of his hands settle on your thighs, harshly gripping the flesh there. he grits his teeth and thrusts up, meeting your pace. you couldn’t help but throw your head back in awe. your tight hole clenches around him at every thrust. you were sure your voice will be long gone by the time the sun rises, but you couldn’t give less of a fuck about that right now.

“you, feel so good, so fucking good, angel” he alluringly wails. the aching hunger for him easily outweighs the burning sore on your thighs. you mewl when he brings you down for a kiss. the kiss was sloppy and slow, desperate moans leaking in between each breath. the sensual kiss progressed into a deep embrace, savoring the taste of each other. your bouncing became careless grinding to chase your high. “i’ll take a day off, a week off- i’m never letting you go again” he proclaims, wrapping his arms around your waist. he helps the knot in your stomach slowly unravel. your elbows rest on his shoulders with your hands cradling his head. you mumble whatever your conscious mind can conjure while he whispers sweet nothings to you.

your mind turns fuzzy as he continues ruining your insides. your head hangs low as you feel like you were about to burst from all this pleasure. his fully hard cock reached places no toy of yours could ever touch. beneath your thighs lie a pool of both pre-cum and sweat getting continuously mixed from the endless thrusts from diluc. and if somehow it could get louder, yours and diluc’s moans did. when you could feel the edge of your orgasm approaching you, your breath started to stagger. you knew diluc was approaching his as well when his thrusts started staggering. “my angel, my sweet angel, please please! ‘m so close!” he whimpers. “let me cum inside please! wanna fill you up so bad, i’ll breed you so good!” he pants, tightening his hold on you and pulling your body flush against his. your mind can barely think of a single word and neither can your mouth say a word. “hhnnn! yes! oh fuckk.. fill me up ‘luc-” you stutter when you felt his cock twitch inside you. and by some possibility, he fucks you even faster.

in just a few thrusts, that familiar euphoria rushes through your body. “ah! ahh! i’m cumming- there! righttt there!” you cry out. your toes curl and your back arcs at the intense sensation. your vision blurs, and you could only lean on diluc for support. diluc doesn’t stop ramming into you like his life depends on it. your hole practically became a pretty toy for him to use at his own disposal. “you’ll let me fill you up, right? you feel so good inside, darling” he pleads, desperation replacing what little shame he has left. “haa.. yes! fucking fill me up to the brim until i’m full of your seed!” you shout as your jaw slacks from the overstimulation and from how he keeps hitting your sweet spot again and again. his cock twitches inside you upon hearing your words. he mewls when you bring him in for another kiss. amidst it however, he breaks off when the last few thrusts send him to his climax. he thrashes his head, and his eyes roll to the back of his head when he reaches that place of pure ecstasy.

as the moans and love proclamations died down, the sex in the atmosphere surely stayed. you both catch your breath but your bodies still stuck to each other in an embrace. diluc gently sets you down, slowly pulling out. how amusing, he kisses your hand oh so softly as if he wasn’t just fucking your brains out a minute ago. “i’ve missed you so bad, my love.. rest now, i’ll take care of you,” he says. he makes sure to kiss you on the lips before getting up. the last thing you saw was a messy head of red hair before you passed out.

diluc was a man of his word. every promise he pledges to you is a vow he makes sure will be fulfilled. when you awoke the next morning, there he was. no more waking up to a cold bed or shifting around the sheets finding what was missing. the chilly atmosphere the past week is now replaced by his warmth. he’s here. he had his arms around you tightly as he sleeps so peacefully. you notice the slick running down your legs the night prior is long gone, and the nightgown you wore was replaced by one of his fresh dress shirts. you brush away the strands of hair that curtain his face. “mmm...” he mumbles, barely awake as he feels you lightly kiss his lips.

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Of Archery and Apples

cw: smut, slow burn, arranged marriage, afab reader, minors dni, mdni. reader is mentioned to have an abusive family, but nothing shown. fluff, gentle sex, not sfw. diluc frequently asking for consent. reader has a vision. please let me know if i'm missing a warning!

word count: 6,509

notes: this is a pretty long slow burn and build up, so be warned!! this is also unbeta'ed. this also gets pretty fluffy at the end.

diluc birthday month!!

He's avoiding you, you can say this for certain - he was barely present at your wedding ceremony, only staying until it was socially acceptable to hurry off, politely engaging in conversation here and there, and his kiss was simply a quick peck on the lips. Of course, the vows were very basic and quick but you figured it's because he's not exactly the best at words.

The business man being terrible at social engagement is quite the entertaining thought, or well, you would normally think so if this wasn't you trying to navigate this new marriage. You'd known Diluc Ragnvindr in your childhood, the two of you had exchanged a whole handful of words but you remember very clearly how social he'd been back then. You remember him, very clearly, sneaking some living frogs into a maid's pockets at some social event with his adoptive brother glued to his side. And you also remember how much chaos it had caused - expensive red wine being spilled, some screams, and you - little old you - had managed to sneak a sip of wine amidst it all. His father, Crepus Ragnvindr, had to pull both his sons aside, while apologizing profusely and Diluc sobbing his eyes out over getting caught.

The other few times you remember of him was when he'd been in the Knights of Favonious - chivalrous, well loved, everyone talked about him with pride in their voices. "Mondstadt's Pride and Joy'', is what they'd call him - he was sure to take the Grandmaster's job once Varka grew too old for his position and nobody would fight nor question it.

You two had talked during that time, exchanging names and he'd given you some flowers because you'd looked lonely and "everyone deserves flowers!" You'd thanked him, albeit very shyly, avoiding eye contact because the heir of the biggest name in Mondstadt was paying attention to you. (And you barely remember what made you so sad, though you're sure it had to do with one of your fathers outbursts.) A small part of you wonders if he remembers that.

The reasoning for your arranged marriage with him is not lost on you - Ragnvindr is a household anyone would want to be part of, the Young Master was the most eligible and the promise was made between your father and Crepus a long time ago. The two, from what you understand, had been close friends in their youth and worked closely with one another, even if you - personally - never met his sons. Of course, once Crepus had passed - a few months before your own eighteenth birthday - you figured that the arrangement was done and over with, and your mother would cart you off with some older man in another country.

Except, that wasn't the case - three years later and you received an invitation from the Dawn Winery. Diluc was still keeping up his fathers promise, but the two of you hadn't even seen each other in adulthood. And your first meeting after that was uncomfortable and awkward - he'd done his engagement with you, but it was clear that he had no idea how to navigate any of this. (Not like you did, either).

The wedding still happened - you'd begged for it to be small, but your mother does not do things small. And Diluc merely wanted it to be done and over with, and you'd spent your entire wedding day apologizing profusely and him reassuring you that he doesn't really care, the mora doesn't matter.

And now, four months into the marriage, you're still trying to even get a glimpse of your elusive and quiet husband. The two of you don't even share a bedroom, and you often find yourself in a confused haze, wandering around the Winery and vineyard with very little to do. A good wife stays at home, cooks and cleans, but you can't do that because he has maids doing that and they shoo you off if you even try to help. Your embroidery skills have a lot left to be desired and whenever you offer assistance in the vineyard, you're told not to worry about it.

Boredom left you asking the head maid for something to do and Adelinde had given you a few tasks to do, you just had to organize things and that was about it. The manor is well staffed, there isn't much work for you to do, is what she'd told you. Perhaps Master Diluc would like your company.

Oh yes, your dear, beloved husband who seems to be avoiding you. Archons, you'd much rather be working for the Adventurer's Guild. You're proficient in archery because you had begged your mother into letting you learn, it was the only way she could get you to do anything else she'd wanted. Of course, being someone of nobility means that your only job is to be a dutiful spouse who bears children and stays at home, but you're going insane.

What most people don't know about the manor is that he does have a small weapons collection - some swords, a few bows and arrows, his great sword, and other things. You're not sure why he needs this armory, but you'd happened upon it one day in your usual afternoon hauntings of the hallway when staff locked you out of the busier places they'd be. (Of course, you'd be more than happy to receive guests but apparently, that's the Head Maid's job and you feel slightly insulted your husband can't even trust you with the business of the Winery)

With the bow and a few arrows in hand, you meander outside - unnoticed by the staff as they rush around for one reason or another (rumors have it that the Traveler is visiting today or someone equally important) - and find a secluded spot to start shooting.

Place the arrow, draw the string, shoot. Repeat.

You're, by no means, an expert but you like to think you're pretty good. You knock down quite a few apples, but you never aim for animals - you repeat this until your fingers are sore and hurting. Still, you load up the arrow again, point, and -

"What are you doing?"

The voice cuts your concentration and you let out a yelp of surprise, releasing the arrow in a loose and awkward manner.

"Archons! I could have shot you!" You shout as you turn to look at the person who broke your concentration. It takes you a few moments to realize who had approached you, arms crossed over his chest, and an unimpressed look on his face. "Oh, sorry, Master Diluc. I thought you were someone else."

"I didn't know you do archery." He says, hardly acknowledging your words as he steps closer. "You're pretty good."

"Of course I am," you boast. "Why wouldn't I be?"

He considers his words and you frown at him, as if daring him to say anything untoward and awful. "Not a lot of nobles take it upon themselves to become proficient in weaponry," he finally answers. You're pretty sure he's spoken to you more now than he ever has in the entire time you've known each other. "Anyways, Add- Adelinde was calling for you. It's time for dinner."

"Will you be joining?" You ask as you pick up what fallen arrows you could, frowning when you realized that there's no way you could re-use them. At least you have yourself a handful of apples. "Or will you be assisting the Traveler with some things?"

"Ah - well," Diluc seems to be stumbling over his words now. It's as if he's remembering he's married to you, and you're not some familiar stranger who has decided to hunker down in his home. "If I have your okay, I would certainly like to join you for dinner."

You're handing him the apples, and he's taking them into his arms without question. You wonder if you could get away with just...handing him things and if he'd noticed. Because his eyes are trained away from you, at the horizon. His face is a tiny bit red.

"Are you not the master of the house and my husband?" You prompt. "Why would you seek permission to have dinner in your own home, with your own spouse?"

He opens his mouth to say something and closes it again. He doesn't know how to talk to you, you realize.

"What are all these for?" Diluc asks, awkwardly changing the subject.

"You eat them." You answer, as if he doesn't comprehend what apples are for. "Obviously."

He makes a noise that sounds like an annoyed growl but seems to drop the subject as he is a good husband and carries the dozen apples back, just for you.

Dinner is quiet - he's been joining you for dinner nightly now, and every time, it's just quiet. The soft clinking of silverware, and he keeps his head down as if it's hard to look at you. Sometimes, Adelinde whispers something in his ear and he'd have to look up, but not at you.

You think this is worse than eating by yourself. And he's always quick to leave once he's finished, thanking Adelinde and uncomfortably wishing you a good night.

One thing you noticed now, is that you're not without apples since that day. And there's more arrows stocked in his armory.

"Master Diluc thinks they're your favorite fruit," Adelinde explains as you ask her one day. "He ordered quite a bit. I think it's a bit too much for one person to eat, and I can only use them for so many recipes."

"Rumors have it that the Anemo Archon loves apples," you tell her. "Leave 'em out as an offering."

The head maid laughs a bit. "Perhaps. I'm not sure why he won't ask you about the things you do like."

"He'd learn things about me - and I, about him - if he stayed longer than the thirty minutes it takes him to finish his dinner." You say as you inspect one of the red fruits. Bruiseless, perfect, round. And juicy, when you bite into it. (You're sick of snacking on them, but hey, he bought them so you might as well make sure they don't waste away) "I timed him one night." You clarify after a moment.

"Yes, well, the Master is a very busy man." Adelinde says, after a moment. You're unsure if she's displeased with your comments about him - the staff is very loyal to Diluc. Of course they would be, he’s their employer and he treats them way better than most people of his status. You’re pretty sure he pays them pretty well on top of that - considering the servant houses are well constructed and well kept. "It cannot be helped."

"Sure," you simply agree, not wanting to anger the one that is in charge of quite...literally everything in the household that Diluc doesn't oversee. "But perhaps he could make time in his busy schedule for me?"

"One could only hope." Adelinde says. "Perhaps you'd like to entertain yourself with other means?" It's a polite way of kicking you out of her kitchen.

You grab an extra apple and head out. Diluc is in his study - you're surprised that he's stationed himself there. You're even more surprised when he looks up at you.

"You missed breakfast and lunch." you say, after a long stretch of silence. A small part of you wonders if you'd be having children right now if you had a husband who actually wanted to be at your side, instead of carrying an apple in your hand. "Have you eaten?"

Diluc regards you for a moment, before glancing at the small plate with crumbs of some confectionery on it and an empty tea cup.

"...At some point." he says as he looks back down at his papers.

You set the uneaten apple down on his desk.

"We apparently have an overabundance of apples," you inform him with a small smile. "Do your part and eat some then."

Diluc stares at it as if he's never seen an apple before. "Right," he says, after a moment. "Right. Yes. Thank you." The way he says your name sounds lovely but strange, like he's sounding it out. "There's a target range outside."

You quirk a brow and head out.

The target range is simple - it resembles something the Hilichurls would use, but you can at least practice your aim.

Your evening goes quietly - Diluc joins you for dinner again. Tonight it's your favorite meal.

"How come you don't go to Mondstadt anymore?"

Huh? You look at him with surprise.

"Well, I guess...I don't know. Most of my friends are married and have kids or like, moved." Because if you saw your parents, you might cry is the real answer.

"The maids tell me you're bored." You're likely to become the tale of a poltergeist haunting the Ragvnidr mansion, a tale for the children to tell for ages to come. "You can get a job in the city if you'd like. Come work at the Angel's Share."

"With you?"

His face tinges red and he clears his throat. "Maybe."

"How 'bout the Cat's Tail?"

A silence. A grumble.

"If you must." Diluc sounds resigned at the thought - you, however, find yourself wanting to work with the cats at that cute tavern but you wouldn’t actually do that to Diluc, regardless of the current standing you’re both in. You’re not even sure what kind of work you want to do, but bar work doesn’t sound all that great for you (or a match). You decide to let him think you’re willing to work with the competition.

It's in the middle of the night when you're woken up to something - a sound. You've always been a light sleeper and the Manor is always so silent at this hour. There's some shifting, you let out a breath when you feel a familiar but comforting sense of energy around you.

When you fully wake up, you're met with your Vision at your bedside. It flows with familiarity, glowing when you touch it. The Electrical element gives you more energy than you thought you’d ever imagine-

You'd received it in your teens and your mother confiscated it from you. She claimed you had no need for it - someone like you does not deserve it. After all, Visions are only for people who are worthy and who are you to believe you're worthy of such a blessing?

How?

You wonder if Adelinde had quietly dropped it off or if -

Would he? Diluc? The man who can barely stand being in the same room as you? Hardly. Maybe an Archon chose to give it back to you.

With energy that you haven't had in ages, you dress and head down for breakfast. Diluc is there.

"Good morning," he says, barely glancing at you. His face is tinged red again.

"What a lovely surprise," you say. "Truly blessed by the Archons today to see my husband."

He makes a soft 'hmph' sound. "Were you not complaining about never seeing me?"

"I'm glad you came."

Diluc gives no answer.

He heads to Mondstadt Proper, offering you a chance to come along - but you decline. You'd rather practice what you were blessed with. Also, you’re not really up for seeing anybody you know at the moment - you’d rather not field questions on what it’s like to be married to the Diluc Ragnvinidr. Sure, it’s bragging rights but neither of you even share a bed and barely speak to one another as is.

He is back by lunch.

And you are a bit singed - bruised but energetic from practicing with your Electro Vision. It glows at your side.

Diluc looks pleased.

"You seem happier these days." Adelinde says as you enter the kitchen for your daily snack of the never ending abundance of apples. They even taste sweeter. "Have you told the Master to stop ordering these apples for you?"

"I prefer that they become part of our nightmares," you answer her with a small shrug. Adelinde gives you an odd look. "'sides, they're an alright snack."

You snag one extra one and bid her a quick goodbye as you head to Diluc's office. As before, you set the apple down for him to eat.

This time, you stay.

"Is there something you need?"

"Thank you."

"Whatever for?"

So, you gesture to the Vision that hangs at your side. “If you brought this to me, thank you.” Diluc peeks at it and says nothing. “The apples too, but the maids seem displeased with those.” He shifts uncomfortably. “Am I bothering you?”

“No.” he answers, tensely. “I’m just…don’t worry about it. I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.” Silence falls over you, and you look everywhere but at him as he pointedly stares at his desk. “Um-”

“So why are you ordering an over abundance of apples?”

“Do you not like them? I can order something else. Sunseittas, those fruits from Fontaine, anything-”

“N-no, they’re fine.” You force out, interrupting him before Diluc works himself into some sort of anxiety induced panic attack. “They’re perfect, thank you.” You need to learn to put your foot down, but you didn’t want to accidentally upset him and think you hated how kind he was, even if the apples were a bit much. Hopefully Adelinde will talk to him instead.

–

It's been a week since the two of you have last exchanged any sort of conversation or words - the schedule went back to relatively normal. He’s there for breakfast, lunch, and dinner now - sometimes, there’s an uncomfortable invitation for tea and no conversation to flow with it. You find yourself wondering if Diluc even knows what he wants at this point, even when you try to better engage with him, he seems to barely meet your eyes this days and barely responds so you tend to dominate the conversation.

“Is something wrong, Diluc?” you finally ask, during afternoon tea, one day. He’d barely touched his own tea and his eyes lowered with shame on his beautiful face. “Did something happen?”

“No,” he says, after a moment and clears his throat. “My apologies, I was daydreaming, that’s all.”

“About me?” You tease, unable to help the fact you noticed how he looked at you earlier - with this strange look of longing and hunger. But he always acts as if there is a barrier between the two of one, and if he broke that barrier…of what might happen afterwards. You have to swallow a giggle when his face goes redder and he looks away. “Wait - really?”

“M-my apologies. It seems I have some important matters to get to.”

Now it’s your turn to be red faced and shying away - watching as Diluc walks away before you can muster up the bravery to call out to him to come back.

What a great start to your marriage, you think sarcastically as you wander the halls again - confused as to what to do. It’s been what, two months? Since the two of you got married now. Something like that, and what looked like behavior starting to change for the better, was now becoming a problem again. You let out a heavy sigh and sit down on a bench in the garden, burying your face in your hands. Maybe this marriage really is a sham - maybe you could get a divorce, no harm, no foul. Nobody would blame you for that, right? Or him.

You do not go down for dinner that night - feeling way too humiliated over what had happened between the two of you. It takes a week to be brave enough to be in the same vicinity as him, or well, you would be but your husband isn’t anywhere to be seen. With a sigh, you decide to venture out on your own for a while, armed with the wooden bow that’s intended more for practice than actual self defense and some arrows. It isn’t like there are any hilichurls or treasure hoarders who linger nearby or even in the vicinity of the Dawn Winery.

As you wander along the shore of the riverbank behind the Winery, you find yourself lost in your own thoughts - puzzling together the enigma that is your husband. He avoids you sometimes, and a lot of the time, doesn’t seem to know what to do with you, as if he’s surprised you’re there whenever he sees you. You know you can be pretty shy, but this man takes it to another level. You know Diluc had suffered a tragic loss or two, and you know he can be pretty closed off and rough around the edges, but this feels just ridiculous.

You pluck flowers as you go along - Calla Lily’s, Lamp Grass, really, whatever catches your eye. You figure you could spruce up your room some with decorations, now that it’s been bare for close to five months. It’s not as if you’re forbidden from decorating, it’s just that you haven’t felt like it just in case something happened within your marriage that would ruin that time and effort.

When dusk hits the horizon, you finally force yourself to trek back to the manor, flowers in one hand, your makeshift weapon in the other. As the manor appears in your sights, you decide you won’t go inside just yet - though you’re sure everyone is worried about your disappearance, you don’t particularly care right now.

Diluc is sitting on a stone bench in the garden, his eyes downcast and a small frown on his face and you stop dead in your tracks. You can’t help but think of how beautiful he looks with the sun setting behind him, casting soft hues on his face, his red hair down and waving with the soft winds. Beautiful but sad.

“Hey.” you greet, finally catching his attention.

“Where have you been?” he asks, quickly getting to his feet. “You left and you didn’t say anything to anyone, I thought you were hurt!”

“Sorry, Master Diluc,” you say, sheepishly. “I just went for a walk and lost track of time.” Diluc reaches out, as if he wants to touch you and hug you but withdraws just as quickly. He clears his throat. “I’m sorry, I should have said something.”

You hold the flowers you had plucked from your impromptu adventure.

“Some flowers because everyone deserves flowers.” You echo something from the past and his beautiful red eyes widen for a moment. “Remember? You said that to me once. So here, some flowers because I think you need some.”

Tentatively, he reaches out, accepting them from your outstretched hand. Your face, you realize, is red and not because it’s sunburned.

“Thank you.” he murmurs. You remember, once, that Adelinde had mentioned he likes Lamp Grass.

–

Diluc puts any flowers you give him in vases that sit in the best spots in the manor - you’d found that he really likes to receive them as gifts, so you go out of your way to find them out in the wild and present them to him like a dog presenting the fruits of its hunt. He always looks much happier when he receives these flowers, and the manor looks a bit better too - the artwork, you always thought was a bit bleak (but never said anything because apparently Master Crepus painted some of them) and the whole place just needs more color.

He stays around now, to talk to you or to be around you even if neither of you talk. It feels normal, like what a normal, married couple would do. But maybe the two of you just aren’t normal - he most certainly isn’t.

Sometimes, Diluc leaves for the city in the evenings and always says that it’s a night shift at the tavern so Charles can have a night off or two. You don’t think much of it, so long as you can actually see your husband more frequently, he still has his job to do.

It’s late, and you haven’t even considered going to bed yet - despite having taken a bath and switching into a nightgown because summer nights in Mondstadt are hot and you’re a bit too absorbed into the book you’d been reading since after dinner time. So, you’re slung on the couch, with a blanket on your lap and legs (sliding off, of course) as you get more and more engrossed in the mystery romance that you’d found in Diluc’s library. The downpour of the rain outside only adds to the ambience and it makes you quite sleepy.

Neither of you were sure when the Master of the house was going to be home, so when it came close to midnight, you insisted that Adelinde head to bed. You’re Diluc’s spouse, after all, you can greet him and take care of him when he gets home. There was a moment where the head maid looked like she was going to argue this with you, but she’d decided against it. It’s about two in the morning when you’re falling asleep, half slipping off the couch yourself when you hear the front door open a bit louder than usual. This startles you from your sleep, and you get up, making your way to see who has the audacity and the bravery to try to break into the manor.

“Diluc?!” you gasp as you rush forward, trying to quell the Electro energy that had been surging in you, ready to attack. He looks like a pathetic wet cat at this moment, hair sopping wet and sticking to his face, clothes just as drenched, his clothes askew and torn, he smells a bit burned. “Are you okay?” Your arm is already snaking around him, and he can’t even look at you. “Archons, you’re warm. C’mon, let’s get you upstairs and in bed.”

“I’m -” he stutters out. Clears his throat. “I’m fine.”

“You don’t look fine.” You answer, a bit more snappishly than intended. He doesn’t fight you as you help him up the winding staircase and down the hall - into the master bedroom. “What happened?”

“I got caught in the downpour is all.” he says, still unable to meet your gaze. You’re already working to unbutton his shirt to make sure he isn’t injured anywhere that you can’t see. There’s a few bruises and welts forming on his body. “H-hey, I said I’m fine.”

“Why won’t you let me help you?” You ask, pulling away - feeling more hurt and exasperated than you think you should be. “Diluc, I’m your wife and you won’t even look at me.” Despite your words, he’s doing his best to look everywhere but at you. “Diluc, look at me.”

Carefully, he lifts his gaze to yours - his eyes are so enticing. His face is a little bit red, and you think you catch his eyes drifting downward for a moment before meeting your own eyes again.

“What happened?” You prompt.

“I got caught in the downpour.” Diluc answers, simply. “There was a - there was a treasure hoarder lurking outside of Mondstadt’s walls.”

“You got into a fight?”

“Yes, but I’m fine. They aren’t worth much energy or attention.” You sigh and rub your forehead. “It’s just a little bit of rain, I’m honestly more lucky you didn’t try to electrocute me.” It’s an attempt at a joke, one where he’s forcing a smile but you can’t bring yourself to return it. “I…I don’t know what you want me to say or do.”

“As long as you’re okay.” you tell him, finally resigned. “It’s late, we both should go to bed. Um…Adelinde will lose her mind tomorrow when she sees you tracked mud on her clean floors but I’ll take the blame for that.” You bid him a quick good night, turning to leave him to his own devices if he doesn’t actually need your help.

“Hey, wait.” His voice is slightly strained. Your hand is on the brass knob and you look over at him, watching as he gets up and takes a few strides towards you. Before you could ask what he needs, his lips brush up against yours for a brief moment. The kiss is soft and he breaks away after a moment, his thumb caressing your cheek. You tilt your head to the side, trying to comprehend what he just did. “I’m sorry.” He mumbles. “I should have asked.”

“So ask.” You whisper, feeling oddly cheeky.

He swallows, Adam’s apple bobbing as he does so. He clears his throat, a nervous habit of his. “Then, may I kiss you again?”

“Yes.” You murmur and he pulls you in for another kiss, this time more certain - needier. You find yourself melting into his touch, leaning against him as the two of you make it back to his bed. Clothes start to scatter around, his skin is weirdly dry to the touch (and you attribute it to his Pyro vision) but lovely anyways. There’s scars all over his body, your eyes rake over the muscle and old injuries, you start to ask him what happened but he stops you with another searing kiss. Tongue in mouth, teeth nipping at your lips. Soon, those lips, that hot mouth, find their way to your neck - biting and sucking.

But he always stops short of going down further, looking at you with hunger, looking unhinged with those red eyes and wild red hair and the soft glow of the candlelight. Your body aches with need.

“I wish to touch you.” he whispers.

“So touch me.” you breathe. That seems to be all he needs for him to remove those damn gloves, tossing them to the side. Teeth graze at a nipple, making you gasp and arch as his hand teases your other nipple. Lips move down further and further, searing kisses with soft bites that follow, and he tries to get every inch of your skin.

“So beautiful,” he breathes and gently bites your hip bone. Diluc kisses the area above your pubic bone, before moving to kiss along your thighs - teeth digging in deeper and he stops his ministrations right before hitting the spot you want him to focus on. Your eyes lock together. Your heart skips a beat when he bends down and presses his lips against your clit, tenderly kissing at your wet cunt and you gasp. His tongue pokes out, giving your slit a curious lick before diving right in.

His lips and tongue work at you as if he were a starving man - the noises that escape you are lewd and embarrassing as he licks and sucks, a finger slowly working at your entrance. You gasp when he presses a finger inside of you - it’s bigger and thicker than your own, and you can’t help but squirm at the intrusion. Much to your dismay, he pulls away from your soaking cunt to look up at you, his face a mess.

“Are you okay?” his voice is raspy and he’s definitely drunk on your pussy. His face is about as red as his hair at this point, he’s panting slightly and oh, he looks more like a demon of temptation than anything sweet or angelic. Want is etched on every bit of his features and your slick shines on his lips.

“Just - ah - unused to the feeling.”

“Mm,” he gives your clit a lick and you gasp, tightening around the appendage that gently presses in a bit further. “Tell me if I hurt you.” At your nod, he dives right back in - and he slowly adds in another finger and you whine, your fingers finding perch in his soft, but soaked hair. He pays that no mind as he starts to move his fingers in and out, slowly stretching you until he curves them upwards and - oh. You see stars.

“Diluc!” You moan out, grinding against him now. “Fuck.” You’re pretty sure he’s probably grinning to himself. He continues to eat you out and fuck you with his fingers until you’ve ridden out your orgasm, and are more of a mess of noises and moans, fingers pulling at his hair.

He pulls away soon enough, and you stare up at him with slight disappointment - your body trembling from your orgasm and the cold air that hits your heated skin. Diluc trails his fingers along your torso, playing with your breasts for a few moments.

“You’re perfect like this.” Diluc murmurs. Unable to properly formulate a reply, all you can do is reach to meet his hands for a brief moment until you find him gripping one of your legs and under your waist, pulling you flush close to him. “Remember to tell me if I hurt you too much.” You nod, watching him give his cock a few pumps, some pre-cum shining at the tip and you can’t help but feel a sense of nervousness. Sure, you’ve had sex with a partner or two before but that still doesn’t alleviate the anticipation or worry, considering his size. “We don’t have to do this.” He tells you, softly.

“I want to.” You murmur. He guides himself to your slick entrance, gently teasing your folds with the head of his cock for a moment, watching in delight as your eyes close and you push yourself closer, trying to encourage him. Once his head penetrates, you can’t help but reach to grip his arm. He shifts, gently pushing himself in, inch by inch, and your hands finally find each other. Soon enough, Diluc’s bottomed out - your legs on either side of his waist as his hands hold yours down on the bed. And oh, you feel so full - stretched out on his cock.

He stays still for a few minutes, peppering your face and neck with kisses as he whispers words of affirmation - before slowly pulling out and pushing back in. He keeps a slow pace at first, watching your face and kissing you whenever you look like you’re about to cry out.

“So wet for me,” he breathes against your ear. “So good for me.” And those words go straight to your cunt, clenching around him. “Look at you, so needy for me.” Archons, you wonder what else you can get him so say in that tone. Maybe even filthier things.

Your arms wrap around his shoulders and you cling as he continues to fuck you - your second orgasm hitting you as hard as your first, this time you let out a shrill sound and a sob, your nails digging into his back. You think you hear him let out a hiss at that, but you don’t care as you dig your teeth into his shoulder to try to muffle your cries. There’s a taste of copper in your mouth so you let go, giving the bite wound an apologetic kiss.

“Mine.” he groans out, pace quickening. “Ah - I’m gonna -” His thrusts become harder, deeper and your legs lock around his waist as he bites and sucks at your throat, leaving hickies in his wake. He groans as he cums, his pace slowing down to shallow thrusts - the wet noises filling the air. Your muscles feel weak as your legs slowly free him, his cock finally slipping out - followed by a mess of his cum. Your arms fall away as well and much like before, his hands find yours as he kisses you, deeply. He shifts a bit so he isn’t caging you.

The kiss breaks, a string of saliva hangs between both your lips and he looks at you with want - like he could easily go another round.

“We should get you cleaned up,” he murmurs, shifting to get up. “Do you need anything?” You reach out, catching his arm before he can actually get up and off the bed.

“Just…lay with me for a while.” Diluc looks at the mess you both made - or well, mostly him - with a sheepish and slightly ashamed look but he lays down next to you. “I just want to be next to you.”

“Okay,” he murmurs and nuzzles the crown of your head. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?” He’s silent for a moment and you open your eyes. “Diluc, for what?”

“Avoiding you.” There’s some shame in his voice. “I-you don’t know how long I’ve been wanting you but couldn’t have you.”

“And why not?” you prompt as you sit up. “We’re married, aren’t we?”

“Well yes but -” he pauses for a moment, as if thinking. “I figured you hated me or resented me for our…arrangement. I didn’t want to impose.” You stare at Diluc, slightly stunned. “I know I sound ridiculous, but I would have thought you’d be against an arranged marriage. I remember when we were kids and you were telling everyone you’d never get married, that you were going to join the Adventurer’s Guild and become a famous adventurer.”

You snort. “You remember that?”

“Of course I do. You know, we were introduced when we were young, and when father said that the two of us were going to be married, you told him straight to his face that you’d never marry a boy.” Diluc lets out a soft sigh.

You snort back your laughter. “Did that upset you?”

“N-no.” He lets out a soft laugh. “I wish we’d been able to speak more while growing up but…I was busy. I think the last time we actually ever interacted was at some ball or party, you were crying over something and…”

“You gave me flowers.” you finish, quietly. “I remember that very distinctly. Honestly, you made my night way better for that. I’m surprised you remember that moment.”

Diluc frowns at you. “Of course I do. Father actually had a few choice words to your mother about making you cry like that.” He lets out a soft breath. “I actually went off out of the city to find the perfect flowers to give to you in hopes that it’d cheer you up. I…was lucky you hadn’t already left the city when I got back.”

“Thank you, Diluc,” you murmur. “Really.”

A comfortable quiet lapses between the two of you - his fingers stroking your hair. You could fall asleep like this. “If you still want to join the Adventurer’s Guild, I would not be opposed to it.” He finally says, quietly. “Or if you want to work in the city - it isn’t uncommon these days, and I fear your family was a bit too traditionalist in how they raised you.”

“Maybe.” you mumble. “I could work at the Cat’s Tail, give you a bit of trouble.”

He leans down and kisses you on the lips. “I’d much prefer you joining the Guild.” he murmurs against your lips. “I might even have bragging rights if you get better at not breaking my weapons that you get your hands on.”

“Hmm, I’ll consider it.” You curl up close to him, your eyes drooping shut. You feel him relax and rest next to you, his breath warm. “Diluc?”

“Yes?”

“I love you.” You feel him kiss the juncture of your neck and shoulder, his hair tickling you as he does.

“I love you too, my flame.”

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