Insatiable

Insatiable / Diluc & Female Reader

Diluc enters his office, plopping down on his chair. He clenches his jaw as he notices the bulge in his pants. His head falls back, he sighs with his eyes closed. Clenching his jaw, swallowing quietly as desperation quickly starts to take over.

He swallows his pride as he begins to palm himself. Seeking what minimal pleasure he is given while covering his mouth. Desperately attempting to keep his moans to himself. He enjoyed the thought of you too much, you turned him on, and he had a love-hate relationship with the way you made him feel. His feeble attempt at silencing his moans had failed him, but it was just his luck that his place of residence had been vacated for the night. Well, except for you, of course.

Diluc truly loved the idea of you sitting on top of him, bouncing, moaning, and full of lust. His curiosity would always divert back to you, and you knew you wanted him just as much as he wanted you.

You began to make your way towards his office, you could hear the faint moans through the door. You were well aware of what he was doing, but your curiosity got the better of you. You silently opened the door, beholding quite an erotic sight. Your eyebrow twitched, interested. Your eyes soaking in the sight of Diluc palming himself in front of you. He hadn't noticed you just yet, but when he did, he didn't bother to stop the motions of his hand. Panting softly, like he was desperately begging for you to take over. You walked closer to him, his eyes lingering on you as he softly pants. Almost whimpering as you get closer. You bring yourself to his level, watching his eyes track you. Your breath became unsteady, growing with the same anticipation. As you closed the distance between the two of you, your lips met the skin on his neck. You could visibly see his shoulders sightly slump in relief as he let out a short gasp.

You motioned for him to move his hand and he obeyed. Undoing his pants as you softly stroke the tip, slowly making your way down as your eyes linger on his face. Seeing how his expressions changed when you touched him a certain way. His breath grew heavy. his eyes almost looked like he was pleading for you to touch him even more. You obliged, stroking him faster. Your kisses muffling his moans. Going up and down as he slowly loses himself under you, moaning at the rough pleasure. As he loses himself under you, his hands begin to roam your body. Slowly but surely he takes off your clothes bit by bit.

Abandoning his body for a slit second, he leans in, wanting the kiss to last a little longer. Whimpering from the sudden loss of contact. You're now on your knees, despite the sudden change in roles, he still feels like he's being dominated. Your tongue circles around his tip, making him gasp. Your head moves up and down, using your hands to stroke the parts your mouth misses. He couldn't stop the moans that fell from his lips, his hands desperately trying to find somewhere to go due to the pleasure. One of his hands lingering on your head as he tries to contain himself, unintentionally pushing you further down. You could feel him twitch in your mouth as he reaches his climax. His shoulders slumping from relief, his disheveled face made him even more desirable.

Your lips met his once more, your hands roaming his body. You sit on his lap, positioning yourself for the next round. He looked at you with curiosity, waiting for your next move. You lowered yourself on top of him. He shudders at the feeling of being inside of you. His mouth is slightly open, panting as you penetrate yourself. His hands lingering on your hips, slowly gaining rhythm, you go faster. His sensitivity betrays him, you could see him losing himself more than the last time. His breath heavy, his moans loud, his hands gripping your waist as you fuck him senseless.

As both of your moans echo throughout the room, Diluc reaches his climax once more. You don't stop until you get yours, the curses and sputters fall from his lips as you keep going. Your body tenses up as you reach your climax. Riding out your orgasm as you recover.

Just when you think he's done for, he lifts you up. Placing you on his now-empty desk. His eyes look blown with lust, desire. He uses his fingers to fuck you first, craving your kisses until he's satisfied. Curling and twisting his fingers, muffling your moans with his kisses. His breath is heavy once he abandons your lips, inserting himself. He shudders at the feeling again, a feeling he doesn't think he'll ever get used to. Diluc begins thrusting into you, holding one of your legs on his shoulder to keep balance.

Your moans echo throughout the room, his movements become more powerful. Causing your back to arch, he desperately tries to keep his climax at bay, sputters leaving his lips as he continues to thrust into you. Diluc leans down, fastening his pace as you wrap your arms around his neck. Feeling his muscles tense up. You could feel your climax coming to you. Your nails slightly scratch the surface on his back, causing him to groan while you finally reach your climax, Diluc soon reaches his as well. You're both breathless from the heated moment, his kisses are sloppy, but ingrained with love.