[Diluc curls his free hand around the back of Kaeya's neck and lightly rubs behind his ear with the side of his thumb. The other hand keeps working him, teasing, sliding a calloused palm and sword-roughened fingers up and down the shaft. He squeezes gently on the upstroke, and as he slides his hand back down again he draws the skin back from the head just enough to circle his thumb around the sensitive nerves.]
If you do as you're told, I won't just use my hand next time. [He utters those words as a low promise, kissing Kaeya again after he speaks.
What he means by that could be left up to interpretation, but he trusts that Kaeya has sufficient imagination to be able to think of a few things that Diluc could try.]
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If you do as you're told, I won't just use my hand next time. [He utters those words as a low promise, kissing Kaeya again after he speaks.
What he means by that could be left up to interpretation, but he trusts that Kaeya has sufficient imagination to be able to think of a few things that Diluc could try.]