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[ he half expected this, but he still stumbles back and straight into the wall; a grunt torn from his lips. he smooths over his reaction as best he can, flashing kaeya with a smile. ]

A simple ask would have done the trick. [ but, no, just manhandle him, he likes that. ]

Yes. But that's not what you want~

[Obviously. Not only is Kaeya an expert Diluc translator, but this one even admitted to selective masochism! So Kaeya has zero concerns about pinning him bodily to the wall, gripping his wrists and shoving a knee between his legs as he goes in for another kiss -- this one all kinds of confident and playfully rough.]

...h- hah, guilty. [ he could shove kaeya off if he wanted, but having him pressed flush against him is just the perfect place for him. diluc returns the kiss with just as much vigor, swiping his tongue over kaeya’s lips and the parting his own to invite him to ravage his mouth. ]

Oh, you’re... you’re terrible... [ breaks the kiss the moment he feels a knee wedged in between his legs. he’s hard, and not exactly afraid to let kaeya know as he shamelessly grinds against the offending knee. ]

[He could at that! Diluc's a little physically stronger, as Kaeya's well aware. Knowing that only adds to the excitement of pinning him -- because it means Diluc wants him to.]

And you're adorable.

[He teases, chuckling to himself as he trails kisses and nips along Diluc's jaw to his throat. He's not moving his knee though. He's just a solid weight against him, letting him -- just as he said -- squirm.]

Hah... I guess I'm all in now. I just really want to know if you make all the sounds I'm used to. If I still know all the spots that make you come undone.

What do you think?

-! [ he flushed a light shade of red. ] I am not, take it back. [ there’s no bite to the words, but he feels the need to clap back, because that’s just how he deals with being embarrassed. ]

[ since the knee is here to stay diluc is just going to continue rocking against it, hoping that kaeya will eventually stop being such an insufferable tease... but part of him enjoys being dragged to the edge of pleasure. he doesn’t want to rush this, especially not with kaeya. enjoying every moment they’re together is something he’s always done, so why would now be any different. ]

[ at the challenge he simply smirks, lifting a leg and winding it around kaeya’s waist to yank him impossibly closer. ]

I think you’re in for a surprise. [ except probably not really. they’re probably pretty similar. ]

Uh-huh.

[He doubts it. But for his first test, he's kissing Diluc's neck, running his tongue over his pulse and searching for a spot he thinks will get a good reaction when he bites down just enough to leave a mark.]

[ diluc becomes a little bit stiff at the attention to his neck, fingers tangling in the fabric of his robe as he tries to will himself to relax. there are a few not-so-obvious scars peppered around there, along with a few that lead down to his chest, which, thankfully???, is mostly covered at the moment. he does let out a noise when kaeya drags a tongue over his pulse point, and there's definitely a spot somewhere beneath his ear that'll make him groan. ]

[Ah, there it is. Kaeya snickers, smug, pressing Diluc against the wall with his entire weight. He lets go of one wrist, just to hungrily feel Diluc's chest over his shirt.]

Hah. I can play you like a harp. ♥

[ if this were anybody else he'd knock them on their ass for backing him into a corner, but it's kaeya and, his or not, he trusts him. stupid, perhaps, but it's just how it is. ] Just because you can play a chord, Pavo, doesn't mean you're a musician. [ aka lucky similarity. ]

[ all the touching to his chest does prompt him to squirm, face twisting into something that screams he's uncomfortable, but he keeps his mouth shut... at least until a breathless moan escapes him. if kaeya ends up ripping open his shirt, then he'll be greeted by an enormous tattoo and dozens of scars. ]

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