[In contrast to Diluc, Chuuya is far more vocal, far more reactive. It's never been in his nature to be too self-restrained, especially not in moments like this. And the way his body reacts is self-evident: Muscles flex and clutch against Diluc, his back arches as he grinds down on those fingers, demanding more with a pleased hiss.
His own hands are not idle: He leverages a grip on Diluc's shoulder, his other hand seeking out those fluffy red locks, fingers tangling deep into Diluc's hair in an attempt to drag him even deeper into their kisses, impossibly closer.
And it's dizzying, being pinned like this so utterly. Diluc is able to have a hand at his throat because Chuuya lets him, because it's thrilling-- there is no mistake there. His adams apple bobs as he gasps in between kisses, but he's quick to tug Diluc back in whenever they part, seeking to overwhelm as much as Diluc is doing to him.
And the fact that Diluc is just as effected as he is? Is satisfying in the best way. There's a pleased, sharp grin caught in between their kisses and gasps.]
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His own hands are not idle: He leverages a grip on Diluc's shoulder, his other hand seeking out those fluffy red locks, fingers tangling deep into Diluc's hair in an attempt to drag him even deeper into their kisses, impossibly closer.
And it's dizzying, being pinned like this so utterly. Diluc is able to have a hand at his throat because Chuuya lets him, because it's thrilling-- there is no mistake there. His adams apple bobs as he gasps in between kisses, but he's quick to tug Diluc back in whenever they part, seeking to overwhelm as much as Diluc is doing to him.
And the fact that Diluc is just as effected as he is? Is satisfying in the best way. There's a pleased, sharp grin caught in between their kisses and gasps.]