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The way Kaeya manages to look like a confused puppy with his mouth stuffed with Diluc’s dick is something Diluc might call endearing if he were a different man. As it is, though, he runs his fingers through Kaeya’s bangs once more, pushing them out of his eyes to ensure his full attention.
“You are not to move, suck, or swallow,” he says, voice firm. Kaeya’s brows pinch and he looks like he’s about to object, so Diluc tightens his hand in his hair once more, waiting for his eye to go slightly hazy at the pain to speak again.
“You’re the one who was so desperate for my cock,” he says, “acting like a bitch in heat, dirtying my clothes and hair. You want it so badly? Then you'll take what you're given.”
With his other hand, he carefully sets the first aid kit on the log beside him and opens the lid. Kaeya’s fingers twitch in his lap.
“You will sit there, at my feet,” he says, taking out a cloth and lying it down to cover the rough wood, “and keep me warm while I clean up your mess. If you move, or speak, or do anything to cause my hand to falter, you will get nothing.”