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A few steps away from the Dawn Winery, Ajax could already smell the pleasant aroma of grapes and wine in storage. It was still early, the rising sun illuminating the green landscape that painted the manor before him. Diluc had asked him to stop by in the afternoon because he needed his help with something the latter didn't specify. He should have waited until sundown as he asked but since they had officially become a couple, Ajax couldn't stay away from his favorite redhead for long.
It wasn't as if he hadn't felt that same need for the shorter one before, but now that the formality and barriers that previously separated them were thinning, they indulged in expressing their desires and thoughts to each other.
Diluc, as stoic as ever, still needed a little help with that at times.
Ajax intended to arrive a little early to perhaps surprise him.
Or so he planned, but after walking through the doors without being greeted by the red-haired man, he began to doubt he was even there. There was no sign of his partner anywhere on the first floor at first glance. He wandered a little further through the rooms and spaces of the normally hectic mansion, but found no one.
Ajax sat at the coffee table and waited, hoping that if he waited patiently, eventually the scarlet mane would appear down the stairs.
It wasn't long before a pair of maids descended from the first floor. These were Hillie and Moke. Neither were surprised to see him there; hardly the first time he had invited himself inside the Young Master's residence; the last few weeks Ajax made himself known to Diluc’s staff through his short visits. They rarely stayed at the mansion, deciding instead for a short evening stroll or training sessions outside in the evenings as well, given the redhead's busy schedule. However, his short appearances around the Winery were enough to spread the word among the maids, who now showed not a hint of discomfort having him around.
"Good morning Nobile, what are you doing here so early?" The maiden with longer hair spoke, a smile on her lips.
"Good morning dear ladies," Instantly the two maids blushed, letting out an "oh" at the same time, as well as a few embarrassed giggles.
The short haired maid reached out her hand giving him a few small taps on the shoulder "Young Nobile, already teasing us this early in the morning."
Ajax let out a chuckle, raised his hand and began to wave it. "Of course not, Master Diluc has a good eye for hiring beauties like you."
The two girls swayed back and forth as they laughed happily at the compliments. That is, until the young woman with the long hair pressed her palms together.
"That's right, I almost forgot! Speaking of Master Diluc, he's not around at the moment."
Hillie's words only confirmed his suspicions. So he's not here. A disappointed sigh escaped him, and then a realization dawned on him,
"How did you know I'd come to see Master Diluc? I didn't even mention it,”
An amused smile came from the girl, you could tell her expression was a little wicked.
"How could we not know, young Nobile. Most of the time, you two find yourselves enjoying each other's company. Besides, you always seem so happy and at ease when you are at Master's side."
Women could be scary in how perceptive they were at times. Of course they suspected something, no matter how discreet they were, the winery maids were always one step ahead. Although they had been together for some time now, they had decided not to make their relationship public, for both their sakes. Initially, the mere fact that they were together seemed crazy - rather, how could the Eleventh Herald and the Fatui Hunter be together?
It sounded crazy, and yet it wasn't.
They were two sides of the same coin. Both thirsty for blood and adventure for different reasons, both skilled warriors from an early age and both the only force capable of seeing through the desires of the other.
Even though they knew it would not be easy, they had both decided to try this strange concept of "relationship". He cleared his throat in embarrassment.
"In any case, did he mention where he would be going?"
"Every summer Master Diluc personally chooses the best quality grape barrels to prepare the promotional juice. He told us that he was going to pick the grapes at the cellar not far from here".
After his companion spoke, Moke added, "He also had some business to take care of regarding the tavern. Something about... some missing posters I seem to remember?"
"Ah, that's right," Hillie snapped her fingers, "he said he'd be here a little later for that very reason."
"Later he said…" Ajax couldn't mask his disappointment as he spoke.
"But don't worry, Master Diluc mentioned he would be coming in the afternoon."
That explained why they weren't surprised to see him there. The surprise in the maids' greeting just a game, It was just to tease me, really these gossipy maids are scary , he thought.
"He also explained to us that if you turned up and he still hadn't returned from his business, we should tell you to wait patiently for him. That he would be back in no time."
That was not going to be possible as he had gone ahead of the agreed time. He was silent for a moment wondering if he should go and fetch him, but he had no idea of the location of the cellar, so he would only be wandering around.
The maids, upon noticing his hesitation, said goodbye, inviting him to make himself at home and should he need anything, he could call on them at any time. They both nodded softly before heading out the front door.
Once the door closed behind the ladies, Ajax found himself alone again in the large mansion. No one else was there, everyone busy working on their respective tasks.
A heavy silence hung in the hall, until his feet began to move desperately. Should he go?
In former times he wouldn't have cared if Diluc was busy or not, Ajax always finding ways to annoy that pretty head of his a little. But now, as cheesy as it sounded coming from him, he didn't want to cause him any trouble.
He sighed again, this time longer than the last. It looked like he would have to wait for him in the winery, but then what would he do in the meantime?
An idea crossed his mind, an idea that managed to cause conflict between both sides of his conscience. His perverse and not very self-preserving side being the triumphant one.
He found the idea of sneaking into his partner's room too tempting to refuse.
It was perfect, no one was there to stop him and above all, and perhaps most importantly, his beautiful redhead was not there. He knew this opportunity would not repeat itself and if it did, it would not be as exciting. He had been in his room before, but on the rare occasions when he did get to be there, he never got a good look at what was inside or Diluc never let him poke around enough.
This time there would be no Diluc with his furrowed brows to deny his curiosity.
With the initial happiness he had upon entering the vineyard he began to climb the stairs swiftly, until he reached the redhead's room.
The door was shut but unlocked, not surprising, Diluc never invited anyone into his room and only a few selected maids were allowed to tidy up his things. With his hand on the doorknob Ajax felt like a child with the cookie jar hiding from his parents. He turned the knob and pushed the door at last. He glanced around the room still from the threshold, suddenly in undiscovered territory.
The space was just as he had imagined it. Neat and tidy just like its owner. Too tidy for his liking.
He took a few steps inside, contemplatively. Ajax didn't get the chance to have a room of his own until he grew up and got one of his own; his childhood was spent with his siblings in the same space, after all, keeping warm at night was easier if they all slept in the same bed.
The room was larger than it looked, but it was sparsely furnished. The lighting came from its right, there was the balcony window through which he had surprised the redhead on more than one occasion and a closed cabinet with books behind the door. On the far wall was a small fireplace, accompanied on either side by a wardrobe and a desk full of neatly stacked papers with a quill. The left wall was occupied by a canopied bed and an antique-looking full-length mirror. There was no decoration apart from a few pictures and a lamp.
After wandering through everything in sight, he sat down on the bed. It was too soft, both the sheets and the mattress evidently of very good quality. He expected nothing less from an heir. A little lost, he fixed his gaze on the ceiling.
"It's not here," he said to himself.
Since they had confessed to each other, he had not left his side. If he traveled, the redhead would accompany him, the same would be the case if it were the other way around. Perhaps he was exaggerating the situation, but he couldn't help but feel unexpectedly lonely, especially noticing his distinctive scent on the sheets.
A surprisingly sweet scent considering the opposite personality of the fire-eyed one.
He flopped down onto the soft covers. He tilted his body to the left and then brought his face a little closer to the sheet, deepening the scent in his nose. He pulled the blanket slightly tighter, closing his eyes for a moment wanting to visualize the beautiful image of the redhead lying on them. He inhaled deeply one last time and then opened his eyes, his sight met with the large wardrobe that stood in the room.
A random thought popped into his mind, would he still have it?
Thanks to the gossip he had heard about the past of that redhead young man, who had managed to attract a lot of attention with his intense flames that swept everything; he had heard something curious about his clothing, apparently he had a style similar to that of a Fatui.
Bit by bit, Diluc had told him all about his journey through the seven nations as a young man, mentioning something about having to hide his identity with a mask. But never of a full outfit, surely he omitted the detail out of shame for his past or perhaps because he hated the fatui so much that it was a bit humiliating to have to admit that he dressed as one of them. Either way, his curiosity was only heightened by having said wardrobe at his disposal. He got out of bed and scrambled to inspect the wardrobe to his heart's content in order to find some of said attire.
He opened both doors wide. At first glance it appeared to be a wardrobe like any other, with the clothes neatly hung from one side to the other. There were compartments holding folded garments and boxes of what must have been some jewelry or gadgets.
After looking carefully for a while, he came across a chest at the back of the wardrobe, under the hanging garments. He opened it without much thought and rummaged around inside. It contained some clothes that didn't quite fit in with the clothes the shorter one was used to wearing these days. This must be it , he thought triumphantly, he finally found it.
Before Ajax could fully remove the contents of the chest he heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
Shit, I gotta hide.
He knew perfectly well that if the redhead found him looking at his belongings without his permission he would earn a good thrashing that would prevent him from kissing or hugging him for the rest of the day.
Hastily he began to pack in everything he had taken out of the wardrobe and finally locked himself in it, pushing aside the hanging clothes. Yes, he was a coward, but a coward who longed without fail for the affection his shy lover provided.
He began to pray to whoever was listening, for him to pass by, but his pleas went unanswered. Instantly he heard the door opening. And a deep voice called out to him.
"Nobile, are you here?"
When no answer came he took a few more steps, after a moment of silence a loud noise could clearly be heard - the bedroom door - accompanied by a shout coming from the redhead, "There you are!"
Ajax stifled a laugh, it couldn't be possible that Diluc would think he had hidden behind the door. It made a little sense from the childish attitude he took on occasion in front of the shorter one, but he really couldn't help but tenderly imagine his beloved's action.
An "Oh" with a hint of disappointment was heard from the redhead, "Then he really isn't here, did he get that bored he jumped off the balcony?" he said in barely a whisper.
He snorted. He couldn't believe that Diluc knew him so well, certainly that would be something Ajax would do. Hearing the sad tone that tinged Diluc's voice, he began to curse himself for hiding instead of facing his opponent.
He could hear the whisper he dropped with a listless sigh "Did I really take that long?"
The heels of Diluc's boots began to echo again on the floor, there were sounds he couldn't decipher, but he heard things fall to the floor softly. Ajax slowly stuck his head to the wardrobe door to hear better, until his head no longer had support and he heard the deep voice say,
"Wha- what the hell?"
Diluc had indeed opened the cupboard and by prying he had been quickly found out. Ajax began to think of what to say hastily but whatever excuse was about to come out of his mouth was interrupted by the sight he was confronted with.
The sounds he heard were the redhead's coat, waistcoat, accessories, gloves and shirt falling to the floor. In front of him stood his beloved with nothing on his upper body but his black trousers adorned with chains on his right thigh. Each of his hands held one side of each wardrobe door making his muscular arms show off more. It really was a perfect view of his porcelain skin, more precisely of that beautifully sculpted chest the scarlet one had.
"What are you doing hiding in the wardrobe like a child? You scared the hell out of me." The redhead's expression was somewhere between confusion and mild anger tainted with amusement.
"I just, just..." Ajax couldn't help but fix his gaze on his chest and then on his soft lips. He was going to go insane if he didn't pounce on him right then. He stepped nimbly out of the wardrobe and towered over the shorter one.
He directed one of his hands to the side of his narrow hips pressing against him, the redhead's hands reflexively came to rest on his shoulders, letting out a sound of shock at the sudden closeness. Ajax then brought his other hand to his cheek but what he didn't expect was that it held a red coat with black undertones. The shorter man's eyes widened comically at the sight of what he was holding. He immediately pulled away from the taller one.
"Why do you have that!?" In one swift movement the coat was snatched from his grasp. "What exactly were you doing while I was gone?" The redhead's accusing eyes stared intensely into the blue ones.
Ajax let out a nervous chuckle, - He wasn’t getting out of this one so easily-
He was looking for the best way to object and explain the situation but was easily distracted by the exquisite view provided by his charming red-haired lover. Diluc soon realized that something was distracting him, so he began searching for what it was that the blue eyes couldn't ignore.
When he realized he was shirtless, a strong blush appeared on his cheeks, his face turning a red as deep as his hair.
With his hand Diluc pushed Ajax's head to the other side, it wasn't a slap but it was a quick enough movement to make his neck ache a little. The touch of Diluc's palm left a burning trail on the taller man's face. He could see out of the corner of his eye as the long-haired man picked up his black shirt from the floor and then pulled it on, leaving a few buttons loose in his haste. With his arms crossed he approached him again.
"Now, can you explain why you were there and why were you rummaging through my stuff?" The porcelain skin was gone, but that black shirt matched every curve of the redhead's torso and didn't help much either. Ajax cleared his throat trying very hard to keep his composure.
"So, I started to get bored, and you know how I am-"
"Of course I know, obviously,'' he raised an eyebrow as he pointed to the wardrobe with his eyes.
Another clearing of the throat. "Yes, of course you do. I remembered certain rumors of a certain handsome young man with a somewhat... peculiar outfit," he placed two fingers under the shorter man's chin and raised his head,
"I was just... I was curious to know if that handsome young man's clothes were in this wardrobe."
He emphasized the term handsome young man by lowering his voice a few notes and articulating slowly. It was effective, Diluc's accusing expression slowly fracturing as a slight blush reappeared on his cheeks at the realization of what he was talking about.
He began to feel a triumphant smile grow on his expression, he really loved seeing that kind of expression on the redhead. As he saw the barriers his beloved had put beginning to weaken, he brought his free hand to his cheek and began to gently caress it. First with his knuckles and then slowly with his fingers.
Diluc pursed his lips as he always did when he thought. "You could have just asked me directly, instead of messing everything up by looking for it."
"Yes, I could have,"
He brought his face a little closer to his ear, arching his body a little to be at the same height as the redhead and then returning his hands to the shorter man's hips,
"But would you really have shown me? Let's be honest, you wouldn't have, you would've rather burn it than show it to me."
Diluc moved his head to meet his beloved's gaze. He had a flirtatious smile on his face as well as his gaze. The blue eyes that were always dull now had a mischievous gleam in them. He could notice a faint blush in him and it drove the redhead's heart wild begging for his rampant heartbeat to be unheard. They were very close, their noses almost touching, inches away from joining lips, but they didn't, opting to glare at each other, hoping that one of them would give in.
"I really don't understand what is the need to see these clothes,"
The taller one brushed his nose against the shorter one's,
"I want to know more about you," His two hands rested on his flushed cheeks and with his thumbs he began to rub in gentle circles. "You know, it's not fair that the others know almost everything about young Diluc, that they were able to witness him with their eyes and I missed that splendid view,"
"I still can't believe you had a rebellious phase," he let out a chuckle from deep in his chest and Diluc found himself relishing the sound again, "You're not one to wear particularly ornate outfits, but damn, I'd love to cover you in jewels and ornaments, it accentuates the power you have over me..."
And Diluc is the first to give in. Something in the curiosity in Ajax's blue eyes moves Diluc forward, as he drops the attire he still held only to move even closer to the taller one, the latter responding with a confused expression when Diluc clutches at his clothing and pulls him down in a desperate kiss. One hand holds onto the lapel of his jacket and the other goes up to his neck. Ajax is startled at first but then returns the kiss with more intensity. Ajax could have been kissing him all day, but the handsome bartender had other plans and broke the kiss.
The taller one gave a slight grunt as he felt the separation, and mentioned his name: "Diluc..." he tried to move closer again but a finger rested on his lips interrupting his attempts.
Ajax gave him an annoyed look to which his beloved replied with a coy smile and pulled his finger away. "Alright, I will, I'll show you the outfit," the words managed to extinguish his annoyance. He wanted to kiss him again but again he was stopped by his finger, "Under one condition..."
"I'll only wear it if you tell me about little Ajax too, okay?" His voice barely a whisper as he leans into the touch of the taller one.
"Alright, fair enough." They turned warm smiles to each other until Ajax spoke again, "But this isn't," he took Diluc's digit into his mouth, biting down gently.
The redhead began to laugh as he called him a fool several times. The Fatui could only laugh along with him, resting his chin on his head and rubbing tenderly as he hugged him tightly. After the laughter died down Ajax wanted his show to begin.
"Well, get changed then."
"Now?" said Diluc in surprise.
"Sure, why not?"
"I just don't think now is the time..."
"Are you regretting your words?" interrupted the taller one.
"I would never do that! I meant it,"
"So?"
"So..."
"Will you change for me baby?" he whispered in the redhead's ear.
"You are such a pain in the arse..."
He let out a laugh "Well you know, the quicker you keep up the part of the deal the quicker you'll get your reward." he said as he let go of the shorter one to pick up the garment that had ended up on the floor. He held it up in front of the redhead and received only a look accompanied by the redhead's tongue showing in reproach.
A pity that the gesture only emphasized the shorter one's appetizing red lips.
"Fine," snapped Diluc as he took the old outfit, "but turn around."
The taller one raised an eyebrow, "You won't let me see?" he had the audacity to ask.
"We agreed that I would show you the suit on, not that I would let you watch the process of me putting it on," he wanted to give the taller one a taste of his own medicine, he was feeling particularly confident, "if you wanted a show you should have specified, Ajax." he rolled the name around on his tongue like candy, he began to slowly unbutton the bottom buttons of his shirt to the disbelieving gaze of his partner.
"Turn around," he repeated again, stopping at the last button.
With a groan the taller one finally complied, turning towards the wardrobe with his hands in his trousers pockets.
Diluc removed his shirt completely and followed with the laces of his boots. "If I notice you turn around I will lock you in my wardrobe and I will not let you out," he warned as he noticed the Fatui's head stretching. The taller one let out a laugh, raised his hands in surrender and covered his eyes with one of them even though he was still turned.
He removed his boots and then his trousers. The sound of clothes falling suggestively made the taller one jump slightly.
He pulled up his trousers first and adjusted each belt on his thighs. After so long it was more than evident that the suit was no longer his size, or rather, Diluc no longer had the same build. Years of working his body and taking more time to eat properly had allowed him to put on body mass, too bad there was no such noticeable change in his height. He still felt self-conscious of his height and body compared to his partner's, but not as self-conscious as in his teenage years. Perhaps that was why he had chosen such an adorned suit.
He had most of the costume already on. He had omitted certain pieces such as the original boots and the gloves with chains and knuckle insignia. He omitted them as they were still in the chest in the wardrobe in front of the one Ajax was still waiting for, and also because he didn't feel they were necessary. He was still hesitant to include the matching shameful choker.
"Do you need help?" the Fatui suddenly blurted out.
"No, I just-," he bit his bottom lip in frustration, "Hillie and Moke informed me that you were too early, didn't I tell you to come in the afternoon?" his only solution to that torment was to change the conversation momentarily.
"I wanted to surprise you," he replied simply.
"I assume it wasn't in your surprise plan to find you in my wardrobe, was it?" he had finally put on the damned accessory.
Ajax just laughed.
"You can... turn around now," the faster the taller one could see him, the faster he could get out of the outfit. Ajax turned around, gazed at him from head to toe with his mouth half open; Diluc thought about making a mocking comment at the Fatui's expression, but as he swallowed to clear his voice, eyes as blue as the sea lingered on his Adam's apple and his choker, making the comment stay only in his head. He was even more nervous now, he felt hungry eyes sweep over him again, the fatui seemed seconds away from collapsing. If he didn't say anything he was going to end up forcibly kicking him out of his room.
"I'm too old to wear this," he said just to release some of the air he didn't know he was holding in. The suit is still in good condition, if not a little tight, it's still usable, but after all this time, Diluc knows it wouldn't look as good as it used to.
"Gods you are perfect." his thoughts stop completely. The taller one grabs him by the shoulders and pulls him closer to him by placing his lips on his forehead, in a surprisingly tender movement compared to the looks he was getting from him just moments ago.
Taking advantage of the shorter man's confusion, Ajax gently leads him to the mirror beside the bed. His reflections stare back at him, and it only makes him more aware of the lingering blush that adorns his cheeks.
"You're beautiful," Ajax said, sounding drunk, drunk from the sight he was getting from Diluc, gods. The taller one stuck his body behind Diluc as much as possible, placed both hands on his hips and squeezed gently watching their reflection of each other; he hid his head in the hollow of the shorter one's neck and blew slowly, Diluc inhaled audibly, Ajax's hair brushing against the back of his neck causing small tremors.
Diluc's ears were burning.
"There's still something missing," the taller one blurted against his neck.
"Huh?"
Ajax pulled away from the redhead's body. "Didn't you wear a ponytail?" he asked Diluc in the reflection with that damned smirk.
"Are you seriou- ? ah, whatever" the shorter one could only resign himself. He reached up to let his hair down, and as he was about to comb it, a hand grabbed his wrist.
"May I?" said the owner of the hand as he slipped his fingers through Diluc's to take the headband. More of a confirmation than a request. The taller one already had his other hand running through Diluc's long red strands. The latter could only reply with a nod.
Long fingers untangle the knots of his hair with feather-like touch, leaving gentle caresses in certain areas that made the scarlet shiver, drowning out the occasional embarrassed sound. Finally, expert hands fastened his hair on top of his head with the hairband. But not without first bringing the ends of the ponytail to his mouth and placing a chaste kiss on the crimson locks. Diluc knew perfectly well the meaning of the intimate gesture. Too embarrassed to return his gaze in the mirror to the taller one, he ducked his head, unconsciously exposing more of the back of his neck to the other. *
"What is this?" Ajax asks then, the reason for his nervousness was exposed. A gloved hand was placed on his neck from the front, no doubt feeling the rise and fall of his Adam's apple.
"A... choker" the redhead replies in a whisper, lifting his head.
"hmm" is the only response he gets before he feels a slight bite on the cartilage of his right ear. Diluc quickly places the palm of his hand over his mouth to avoid making a sound. Ajax's eyes still fixed on his reflection in the mirror.
"Stop-Stop staring at me like that," the red-haired man says against his hand, "you Fatui have equally extravagant outfits."
The taller one pulls his head away from Diluc's to look at his reflection head on, "That's right," he replies, "but this is the most extravagant outfit I've ever seen," the hand still on the redhead's neck slid gently down, tracing torturously down his neck to his collarbone, where a light coat of armor is revealed.
"And you wearing it makes it even more eye-catching'' His voice sounded husky and seductive.
"Stop talking, please,'' whispered Diluc, overwhelmed by so much innuendo and praise for himself. If he kept talking, he might have to go out and evacuate his staff so he could pounce on the taller one right there.
"It's a pity you can't see every detail between so many layers," he continued.
"You want to see?" the shorter one blurted out, interrupting the Fatui, clearly not thinking.
...
"This... but... I thought you..." the Fatui looked at the red-haired man in surprise. Probably thinking the same thing as the winery owner. It wasn't a good idea to cause a fuss in the daytime, when his maids were still hanging around the residence.
The red-haired man turned at last, exchanging the reflection of the damned handsome fatui for that of flesh and bone. He craned his neck a little towards the taller one, he knew what he was doing, he knew the other liked having his neck at his disposal and used it as bait.
"You don't seem to be in a hurry to get this outfit off me, so how about I do it?" this was his chance to give Ajax some of his own treat.
He tugged hard at the red fabric on Ajax's chest standing on his tiptoes causing his lips to collide with the taller one's, his teeth bumping into each other in the process. Diluc can feel that Ajax has been craving that new kiss as much as he has. Without breaking the kiss, Diluc is lifted up and pressed against the Fatui's chest, his arms holding him under his legs. Diluc wraps his legs around the other's strong torso. The red-haired man is about to run out of breath as his back and body are deposited on the softness of his bed. The taller one's arms encasing his head on top of him.
But this time will be under the rules of the crimson-haired.
Hooking his legs back around Ajax's hips, Diluc manages to switch their positions. With a bit of effort he manages to place his legs in those annoyingly tight trousers straddling the taller man's lap. The former still surprised by the powerful and suggestive movement.
Watching him from above, Diluc finally removes his coat, enjoying the view and the moment of control Ajax is allowing him. The taller man visibly relaxes under the redhead, bringing one of his hands behind his head and the other to the shorter man's lower back.
Quickly removing most of the upper ornaments except for the black waistcoat, mesh and collar, he leaned down until he was lying completely flat on the taller one's broad chest. One of his hands ran up his collarbone and stopped at the other's neck, brushing his thumb down the center.
"Cat got your tongue Ajax?" he said amused, there were few occasions when he could leave the Fatui speechless. He swiveled his hips experimentally.
Large hands forced him to stop. Diluc gasped. He could feel under his thumb as his partner swallowed, restraining himself. Ajax could only return shocked and incredulous looks, their hips were perfectly connected and they were both beginning to feel the discomfort in their trousers. Then something seemed to cross the taller man's mind.
Ajax brought a hand to his head and it slowly fell to his cheek. A growl accompanied by a smile came from him.
"You really are going to be the death of me" He carefully brought his face close to his, it was as if he was waiting for confirmation before kissing him. A warm sensation ran through Diluc's chest at such a statement. In response, he pressed his lips to his.
The moment their lips pressed sweetly together, Diluc began to feel light. It was just the two of them in that instant, he began to lose himself in the pleasant sensation.
As their lips moved in sync, sliding against each other the caresses were not far behind. Ajax began to touch his back with up and down movements, he did the same with his bare arms, giving somewhat playful caresses. His touch began to overwhelm him and sent a shudder through him from head to toe. Diluc felt the need to return the shivers he was receiving but the previous control he had had was beginning to be frustrated by the sudden fervor with which his partner was kissing and touching him.
The kisses grew deeper and deeper, Ajax slipped his tongue into his mouth, sucked and bit his lips as he pleased. The hand that had once rested on his cheek gently moved up to cup his head from behind, entwining its fingers in his hair, preventing Diluc from pulling away for air, while the other hand stayed comfortably on his waist. Sometimes reaching under the waistcoat, to touch the skin accompanied by a fine mesh.
The heat began to grow, he felt cold hands on his shoulders, at what point had he taken off his gloves, and when did he take off my necklace? Those thoughts rolled around in his head for a moment but were stopped when he felt himself being pulled down. Their positions had changed. Ajax gripped Diluc's inner thighs and easily manipulated his hips to make room between his legs. The lips that imprisoned him left his mouth and he sat up slightly.
The seductive Fatui was on top of him with a slightly mischievous, perhaps even lustful smile. The gray jacket that had once been immaculate was now unbuttoned, with a few wrinkles. His chest and abs, defined by his training, were now more visible.
Diluc stood admiring the view, Ajax looking down at him from above, he couldn't help but imbue his expression with satisfaction.
"Enjoy the view, Master Diluc?"
He reached his hand up to the older man's gray waistcoat, "Not so much really, this is getting in the way." he said tugging insistently.
"That can be fixed."
In an instant the gray waistcoat fell to the floor. "Better?" he swept a few strands of his hair back, it was now more tousled than before.
"Come here," he said, extending his arms towards the taller one, inviting him.
With his response the blue-eyed one could only give him a smoldering smile, pleasing the red-haired man. Diluc began to trace each sculpted muscle, he loved the reaction he received, they quivered and contracted with each touch the red-haired man gave. Ajax bit his lip slightly as he pulled his head back, his breathing became heavy.
He finally opened his eyes. No matter how many times he had spent looking into those blue eyes, Diluc still remained mesmerized by his eyes, gods they were deeper than before, his expression was so hungry and needy. He really was captivated and expectant for what he would do next.
He didn't have to wait too long because he then threw himself on top of him, giving him a fiery kiss and then his lips began to trace the course of his jaw to his neck.
"You too." Instantly nimble hands began to remove the vest that stood in the way. Diluc could only turn his head to the opposite side, biting his lower lip a little, wanting to hold back any sound.
His attempt quickly failed the moment a large slender hand began to trace lines down his lower abdomen to the hem of his trousers, toying with it. It awakened a desire in him, in that instant. So without being so conscious of his actions he raised his hips slightly in search of him. He could hear a faint gasp from the taller one.
"Dear Archons, Diluc." The other free hand began to sneak around the back of his head, gently tugged at the locks near the nape of his neck causing him to throw his head back seeking the touch. His neck was being devoured.
Diluc closed his eyes tightly, embarrassed at the small sounds escaping his mouth. Those sounds ignited Ajax's body even more.
Unconsciously his hands clutched at the taller man's broad shoulders and back. The sound of soft laughter floated in his ears. "You are so gorgeous."
He opened his eyes a little and was met with rays of sunlight, coming from the balcony window. These became more visible as he opened them wider. It was still daylight, there were still people on the first floor of the mansion working.
His alarms began to go off in his head. He began to mentally curse himself for getting carried away with the pleasure sensations. He had to stop his beloved but Ajax's mouth wasn't helping his to think properly at all. If he wasn't able to breathe properly the slippery hand would continue to move across the sensitive skin at will, it was really becoming a problem too.
He began to notice how Ajax's lips would pause for a few seconds in places and then he would start to feel a slight stinging in the area. It wasn't until Ajax stopped doing the same to his nipples that he couldn't help but let out a guttural whimper.
The situation was getting more complicated with every second he didn't react. He decided to get his attention by calling his name but after calling it once he stopped, as his voice was so embarrassing he didn't want to hear himself.
But that call was enough to catch his beloved's attention. He stopped kissing him to stare into his eyes.
"Is something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" the look he gave him was one of tremendous concern, his heart squeezed tightly.
His determination was hit directly that he almost sent everything to hell, he was willing to throw himself into his arms just to keep kissing him. But his responsible conscience kicked in.
"No, you didn't do anything wrong," he said with a smile, the young man with the autumn hair let out a relieved sigh.
"You really scared me, for a moment there I thought that-"
Diluc cut him off mid-sentence, putting a hand over his mouth.
"You didn't do anything wrong, but what is wrong is that it's still daylight and there are still people and they might-"
His beloved's expression changed completely, finally clearing his throat.
"That's right, sorry I got carried away."
"No, I'm sorry I was the one who-"
Ajax placed a finger on his mouth "Shh, it's okay we're both to blame."
Diluc smiled, with the blush still running down his face and unruly scarlet strands everywhere on the sheets from the movement, everything was a mess. He let out a happy laugh, because this little bubble where only the two of them fit was a feeling he wanted to cling to for the rest of his life.
Ajax came out of his stupor to place his lips gently on the redhead's forehead in a brief kiss, as if the shorter one was something to be cherished and handled delicately.
"Well, I assume I'll have to use the window again," he said with a chuckle, "you wouldn't want any of your maids to see me leave here with you." He withdrew from between Diluc's legs and off the bed in one swift but not uninviting movement.
Ajax was already mending the wrinkles in his clothes and putting them back on, when Diluc mustered enough courage to intervene. He leaned on his forearms to propel himself forward to take the taller man's wrist in his hand.
"Ajax..."
"Hm?"
"The-The reason I invited you..." he coughed a little to correct his voice, "This year's grape juice- I had mentioned to you before that it's my favorite and you said a while back to save some for you when I made it. I wanted- I wanted you to be the first to taste it..."
Eyes as blue as the sea watched him from above with interest waiting for him to continue.
"And if you have time... you can stay for dinner. I asked Adelinde to prepare something in case you agreed to come." Diluc began to withdraw his hand slowly, eyes pleading.
A smile appeared on Ajax's face, he couldn't control the fluttering feeling in his chest at such an invitation.
"Sure, I'd love that." his hand was again taken by the taller one, pulling it with enough force to lift him completely off the bed and pull him to him.
"I'll stay late, and then, we'll pick up where we left off." Ajax's voice took on a seductive tone.
Diluc's face felt on fire. Even in the agitation of the moment he was encouraged to play along.
"I'm counting on it," he accompanied the statement with a soft kiss on the taller man's cheek.
"But first, I want to hear what kind of misdeeds little Ajax did while we have dinner, what do you say?"
Ajax turned his head away, ignoring the excited crimson eyes. Diluc seeing him avoid the subject, couldn't contain himself from pouting.
"Hey, you promised. Don't be a vile cheat."
His beloved could only sigh with a faint smile. "Yes I did promised, but it's also not something so interesting for you to get so excited about." After finishing, with one hand he gently squeezed his cheeks, further pronouncing those rosy lips, he was treating him like a child.
He pulled his playful hand away and with determined eyes told him "Of course it is important, I... I want to know more about you!"
He got an astonished look from Ajax, but then ended up in a burst of laughter, if Diluc hadn't known him for a long time he would think he was making fun of him at that moment, but he wasn't. He was actually laughing out of the happiness of the moment.
Laughter from the both of them spread through the room enveloping them in a warm aura. Neither of them could wait for the night to fall.
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The end.