Genshin Impact x Gender Neutral Reader Oneshots

「late nights // diluc x reader」

NSFW // GENDER NEUTRAL READER

TW: Submission and dominance (I dunno Diluc is really vanilla)

Late nights at Dawn Winery were always calming to you. With the lack of noise aside from nature outside and the crackling wood from the fireplace, everything was peaceful- especially with Diluc at your side. He was always quiet, and very rarely did he talk. The most you've seen him speak was when he was arguing with his brother over drinking too much, or when he was at business meetings about the wine industry.

The two of you sat in front of the fireplace, which was the only source of light in the dark room. The fire flickered onto Diluc's face, which shaped his sharp jawline. The smell of firewood and cinnamon filled the winery, which was a smell Diluc was quite familiar with from storing wine in wooden barrels. That evening you were assisting Diluc with writing down stock prices of wine sold in Mondstadt, and comparing them to the records of last month.

"Ah," You blurted out in a tired, yet the somewhat excited tone of voice. Your hand was placed on your chin, quill in the other. "The sales have increased by 8,453 mora, Master Diluc."

"Splendid," He responded, though without much enthusiasm. He dipped his quill into more ink, then continued writing down information that you had no knowledge of.

You picked up a book that your dear friend Xingqiu wrote and proceeded to read it. Since you couldn't see the words very well, you decided to move onto the floor to see better. You felt the heat of the fire on your face, as the light from it dimmed and became bright again every so often.

Diluc everted his gaze from his papers, to you. A confused expression rose upon his face. He was about to question as to why you were sitting on the floor, but he knew you were full of surprises and that you probably didn't know either. You could've just moved the chair you were previously sitting in closer to the light, yet you chose to act like a child. He silently rolled his eyes with a slight smile on his face, then continued to follow through with his work.

He started feeling parched, so he reached for his grape juice that was near the edge of the table. He was reading while trying to feel around for the glass, accidentally knocking it over. It broke when it came in contact with the floor, and splattered onto your shirt. He cussed under his breath, as he set his papers on the table and turned around to reach for his coat that was hanging on the back of his chair. He pulled out a handkerchief from one of the pockets, then hurried to your aid.

He kneeled on the floor as he cleaned up the spill, then started to clean up the mess on your shirt, not even realizing the sexual tension he created while doing so. He rubbed the handkerchief on your shirt, which just made the stain larger.

"I apologize for the current events," he muttered sincerely. "I'm afraid I don't have a change of clothes."

"It's fine." You sighed, as you unbuttoned your shirt. You folded it neatly, then set it on the floor by your chair. It just hit Diluc that you were half-naked in front of him and he was practically on top of you from attempting to clean the spill.

He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, then set his hand down on the floor to support his body weight. You were in between his two arms, your forearm slightly rubbing his. After a moment of hesitation, he started tracing your collarbone with his finger. The touch from his cold leather gloves sent a shiver down your spine.

Diluc then averting his gaze from your chest, to your eyes. His comforting stare was long and meaningful even though it was silent. You could tell that whatever was about to happen next was from the bottom of his heart, in an ever-so caring way.

He bit the tip of his glove, taking it off his hand. He did the same for the other glove, then placed his bare thumb on your bottom lip. He slid his thumb down to your chin to hold it, then lifted your head up to his eye level. He pecked a kiss on your lips, then continued to keep eye contact with you. His eyes were asking you if this was acceptable, to which you nod.