[He hasn't given too much thought towards the direction of this. Diluc is... enjoying himself far more than he thought he could when it came to intimacy with an almost complete stranger, but he has no complaints. It wasn't a position he would have ever thought to find himself in in Mondstadt - or even here, really, and yet here he was.
And he is mentally mapping out all of those spots on the smaller man's body that make him twitch or gasp, prioritising them over others in his idle explorations. His fingertips find the raised edges and smooth marks of scars, softly caressing over each one, and he shivers slightly when Kazuha's hand reaches the base of his spine.]
Hmn. [Diluc murmurs, breaking from the kiss this time to press his lips against the top of the samurai's jaw. His wandering hand slides across the fabric of the fundoshi, palm cupping over the front and then giving a teasing rub.] Would you mind..?
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And he is mentally mapping out all of those spots on the smaller man's body that make him twitch or gasp, prioritising them over others in his idle explorations. His fingertips find the raised edges and smooth marks of scars, softly caressing over each one, and he shivers slightly when Kazuha's hand reaches the base of his spine.]
Hmn. [Diluc murmurs, breaking from the kiss this time to press his lips against the top of the samurai's jaw. His wandering hand slides across the fabric of the fundoshi, palm cupping over the front and then giving a teasing rub.] Would you mind..?