OH MY~ ! ᵈⁱˡᵘᶜ ʳᵃᵍⁿᵛⁱⁿᵈʳ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

𝘹𝘷𝘪𝘪. 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵

(A/N: rewritten)

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Your words were interrupted when Diluc pressed his lips against yours, cupping your face in his hand.

Diluc didn't even mean to just...kiss you. He acted on his own. But he did know that there was an ongoing thing underlying between the both of you. And his heart clearly wasn't on deck with his brain.

His soft lips moved against yours, and the kiss only lasted a few more seconds until he pulled back — realizing what he had just done.

"I'm sorry I... I wasn't..." he paused, flustered and even more shocked than you were.

How does he even compensate for what he just did. Embarrassed was just one of the things he was feeling at the moment, and his eyes were widened, as if he had just accidentally hurt you or something.

You stilled, gathering up all your courage and pushing aside any second thoughts. You don't know what came over you, but you knew that you wanted him to kiss you again. Now it was your turn to interrupt him, as you jumped up, and pressed your lips against his.

Diluc was taken aback, surprised of your sudden change in character,

But then he closed his eyes and returned the kiss shortly after. One hand of his landed on your neck to pull you closer, as his other landed on your waist. The kiss was slow and gentle, more as if he were afraid you were going to break.

The neither of you knew how much want you had for each other, until it was all being poured out into a form of passion.

The kiss then continued to grow deeper. Diluc began to kiss you more insistently, causing you to part your lips. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside, passionately intertwining it with yours as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer.

Diluc felt the strange feeling coming back to him, stronger than before. He wanted more. He needed more.

He wanted to connect with you on a different level. To become one with you.

He let these thoughts take over, lifting you up, and pressing you against the wall. The sensation of feeling his body tightly pressed against yours gave you a bubbly feeling in your abdomen.

Diluc finally pulled away to catch his breath, and you both stared at each other.

There it was, that look again. That same look he had on the night of the masquerade ball when he kissed your hand. His fiery red gaze pierced at your eyes; they were hooded and full of desire for you. Diluc's thoughts were completely overloaded with how much he wanted you, and what he did next made your heart accelerate even more.

He slowly moved his head down, giving you time to let him know if you wanted him to stop. You lightly gasped at the new feeling once his mouth met your neck. His kisses were so soft and sensual as they trailed down further and further.

Your breathing grew heavier as your hands slid up to the back of his scalp. "Diluc..." you muttered. He said nothing, and you let out a soft yet quiet moan when you felt him kiss a certain spot on your neck. You were embarrassed at the noise you'd just made, but this seemed to only encourage him.

His tongue slowly dragged against the area, and your hand clutched the fabric above his shoulders. You gasped again when you felt his teeth sink into your sweet spot, harshly sucking the skin above the flesh afterwards.

You were like a drug to him. The more he kissed you, the more he grew addicted to your taste, the more he couldn't help himself from you.

He continued to leave love marks all over your neck, soon leading down to your collarbone. "Diluc," you said again in between your heavy breaths. His mouth was getting dangerously close to where your chest began, and you were slowly losing your train of thought.