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The wedding was magnificent. Beautiful, even. Everyone in attendance and Kaeya waiting at the alter, dressed in his finest suit as he watches his pretty new almost-wife come sweeping down the isle. Diluc looks good in white, his slender body caressed by the layers of silk, his burning hair hanging down in beautiful waves, his skirts pooling around his feet as he stepped carefully in his heels.
Kaeya only had eyes for his bride. He barely paid attention to the vows, answering when he needed to, and taking Diluc in his arms to kiss him and make him his wife.
His hands on Diluc’s waist could almost circle it completely. His lovely boy is so slender. His lips are soft, too- just as soft as Kayea remembers from every stolen kiss.
What he really was looking forward to was that night. Never before has Kaeya gotten to fuck his lovely new wife’s pussy and he is hungry for it- so after all the guests have gone and Kaeya has carried Diluc home and to their bedroom, he sets Diluc down on his feet, cups the back of his head, and kisses him, caging him in against the door. Diluc grabs the front of his jacket and melts, using the extra height from his heels to kiss Kaeya properly.
“Mmmh-“ Diluc moans as Kaeya laps against his lips, sliding his tongue inside at the first opportunity. Diluc’s mouth is warm, his vision making him run hot, and Kaeya knows that his wife is going to feel so good on his cock.
Like a good wife, Diluc immediately starts sucking on his tongue, making sweet little inhales and sighs, paying such obediently dutiful attention to his husband. Diluc raises his arms to drape them around Kaeya’s neck, arching up to get as close as he can get- and Kaeya helps, hands grabbing Diluc’s hips and tugging him in, holding his slender body firmly.
“Mmnnnn- mmh, mmph-“ Diluc’s mouth is so wet and sweet, lapping back at Kaeya’s tongue as the man kisses his wife with the intent to devour. When Kaeya finally pulls back, Diluc’s lips are shiny with spit, his mouth hanging open as he breathes roughly.
“Look at you, my sweet little wife.” Kaeya purrs. “Are you ready for this? I’m going to fuck you and breed you like the sweet wife you are.”
Diluc blushes such a pretty shade of pink as he looks away and mutters, “don’t be embarrassing…”
Kaeya just laughs and takes the opening given to him, leaning in to press kisses over Diluc’s neck. “I am doing no such thing.” He places a little nip to the middle of Diluc’s neck, loving the way his little, fiery wife jumps and gasps. “I’m just telling you the evening plans.” Another nip, and Diluc’s hand shoots up to cover his mouth. Kaeya snatches it up and pins it to the door.
“First,” he purrs, “I’m going to take my time exploring you, tasting you like the lovely gift you are. I’m going to worship every inch of your body, until you’re sweating and shaking with need, begging me in that sweet voice of yours.”
Another nip. Diluc squirms, biting his lip.
“Next,” Kaeya drags his nose over Diluc’s pulse point, back and forth, “I’m going to finger you open nice and slow, front and back, until you’re ready to take your husband’s cock. You’ll be dripping for me, so ready, your body will be aching for my touch.”
Another nip. Diluc’s legs are shaking.
“And then, I’m going to fold you in half and pound your lovely, untouched, virgin pussy. I’ll have you screaming for me, Diluc- you’re my wife and I’m going to make you know it. I won’t stop until I’m done, until you’ve had my cock in every hole and know my taste, until your sweet cunt is bred full of my seed.”
Kaeya brushes his mouth to Diluc’s ear and purrs-
“And you’re going to love it.”
"Kayea-" Diluc gasps, but Kaeya is sealing their lips together, stealing his words, rolling his hips against his newly-wedded wife and letting Diluc feel his new husband's cock as it presses against his hip bone.
Diluc shudders so wonderfully in Kaeya's arms, eyes slipping closed, fingers curling against Kaeya's shoulders as he's kissed. Kaeya loves him so much- his beautiful firebrand, his lovely flame, so guarded and careful out in the rest of the world but now, here, behind closed doors-
Vulnerable. Unguarded. All for his new husband.
He moans so sweetly, too. His bluster gives way to an uncertain newness, a rawness that Kaeya will drag out until Diluc is writhing and seeing the heights of ecstasy.
So Kaeya's fingers dance across Diluc's shoulders, up and down his sides, feeling out the muscles hidden in his wife's slender form. Thin and beautiful he may be, Kaeya would be stupid to forget about the hefty claymore Diluc swings around like it weighs nothing.
As Kaeya breaks the kiss so that he can introduce his lips to Diluc's neck, it's almost as if all that strength has vanished. Diluc's head thuds back against the door, going up on his toes, a low moan in his throat as Kaeya presses wet, nipping kisses up and down Diluc's soft, pale skin. His hands curve around Diluc's cinched waist, marvelling at how delicate it makes Diluc pretend to appear.
"Kaeya, I am going to- a hh, nng-" Diluc's impatient words break up as Kaeya continues his deliberately slow touches, squirming under Kaeya's hands, moaning as Kaeya traces hot, wet patterns with his tongue up Diluc's neck.
"Not fast enough for you?" Kaeya breathes. "What's the hurry? We have all night, Diluc. I told you I'm going to take my time-"
Diluc's fingers find his ponytail and tug impatiently, making Kaeya yelp a little in shock.
"And I'm telling you to get on with it." Diluc hisses, face red, lips painted so pretty with color. "I am not going to stand here all night while youummngf-" Kaeya shuts him up with another kiss, before whispering against his mouth,
"As my wife commands," and sweeping Diluc up into his arms. Diluc clings to him with a startled inhale, holding tight as Kaeya crosses the room to their bed, settling Diluc down onto his back and kneeling over him.
"My pretty wife, dressed in white." Kaeya coos. "Hold up your skirts for me- let me see you."
"Nnnh…" Delightfully, Diluc's face goes bright red but he reaches for the skirts of his dress, gathering them up and drawing them up his legs like the world's most innocent striptease. Kaeya watches hungrily, settled between Diluc's spread legs, as inches of white stockings are revealed, the bands squeezed tightly around Diluc's creamy thighs to keep them held up, until the-
Oho?
Until the red panties are revealed.
Bright scarlet silk is a temptation and Diluc knows it, his fingers clutching the white fabric of his dress tightly, face turned away, but as Kaeya sucks in breath to speak, Diluc creeps his legs open wider. Invitingly.
"Oh dear." Kaeya breathes. "Is my new wife a little whore?" He dances his fingers up Diluc's thigh, watching him shiver, prowling closer to his prey. "Wearing red to your own wedding- were you wet, standing there at the alter, dressed in whore's clothes, so pleased with yourself?" He runs a finger up over the soft silk, right between Diluc's folds, watching him squirm. He can feel the slick wetting the cloth.
"You were." Hunger grows in Kaeya's belly. That's how Diluc wants their wedding night, is it? His new little wife wants to be treated like a slut? Then that's exactly how Kaeya will treat him. "I didn't know I was marrying a whore- this wasn't a marriage at all, was it? It was you giving yourself to me to be my good little slut."
"N-no-" Diluc manages, but his voice is weak and his hips are squirming. He's lying. Kaeya can hear the hitching in his breathing, see the quivering of his thighs, and he makes a decision.
"Turn over." He growls. Diluc obeys without question, squirming to flip over in his dress, and Kaeya mercifully helps him out by tugging his skirts free when they get trapped. "Hold your dress up- if you let go, you're getting double."
He hauls Diluc onto his knees. Diluc obeys like a good wife should, his face and shoulders pressed into the bed in order to hold his dress up and show off his ass, cradled in delectable red silk.
"This is what you get for lying." Kaeya sing-songs as he hooks his thumbs into that fabric and eases it down, watching as Diluc's perfectly round curves are revealed, then down more to show off his plump, wet pussy, nestled between his thighs, glistening with slick.
"Since I married a whore, I'm going to treat you like one." Kaeya brings his hand cracking across Diluc's ass, making him jolt forwards on the bed, crying out, a bright red handprint blooming on his pale skin. "Lying to me- how many strikes do you think that's worth? Behaving sinfully in a church, wearing red to your own wedding?"
Smack.
"K-aaeya-" Diluc moans, hips jumping, wiggling enticingly. "'M not- not a-"
"Not a whore?" Smack. "I don't believe you. My sweet little wife, nothing more than a temptress. You're just so eager for a husband, a master to keep you in line." Smack, smack- smack- "Well it's a good thing you married me, Diluc- because I'll keep you perfectly in line." Smack, smack smack, smack-
Diluc's ass blooms into pretty pink and punished red as Kaeya lays slap after slap to those bouncing cheeks. Diluc's thighs shake, he chokes out protests and moans and whines, but he doesn’t say stop and that’s all that Kaeya needs. He sounds like sin itself, his pussy getting wetter with each slap until-
“Oh, look- my whore wife is dripping pussy juice all over her wedding dress. What a surprise. If we go back and look at the carpet in the church, will we find puddles?” Kaeya mocks.
“Please,” Diluc gasps. “Kaeya, I’mmm- hhhmf-“ he whimpers into the pillow, gasping for breath. “Mercy, Kaeya, gods I cannot-“
Kaeya hums, brushing his thumb up and down over Diluc’s wet folds. His own cock is throbbing in his pants, eager and ready to be plunged into such a tight and virgin cunt- but he knows he will only hurt Diluc if he does so.
Diluc is bucking his hips back like a slut just from the light touch and it’s so deliriously slutty that Kaeya just has to punish him for it.
“You can’t? Alright.” Kaeya curls his fingers a little, moving them to warm them up- and then summons forward the creeping frost from his bones and breath, sending it rushing down his arm under his skin to cool his fingers off. Just a little, just enough to be felt- but to a pyro user like Diluc, it will be perfectly, torturously cooling on his hotter-than-average skin.
"I'll help you out, then." Kaeya coos. He slips his hand between Diluc's spread legs, careful not to touch his skin and, with just his thumb and index finger, gently pinches Diluc's throbbing clit.
"HnnnhuugUUHG-" Diluc spasms, a guttural sound caught in his throat as his legs kick out, gasping in shock, but Kaeya keeps a hold of Diluc's hot little nub as his hips buck and try and pull away. "Kaeya, nnngnn- stop, it's- it's hurts-" Diluc whines and Kaeya finally lets go.
"Does it? Sorry love." Kaeya calms him by running his hand up and down his thigh, as if he's soothing a spooked horse. "Not good? I won't-"
"No, I-" Diluc squirms, his hands still holding his skirts so perfectly obedient, his knees squeezing in closer. "It was- sudden. Too- too much,"
"Out of the blue?" Kaeya guesses and Diluc nods into the pillow. He'll save the ice for another night, then. He'll get Diluc used to it- but perhaps it is too mean for their wedding night. "Alright, shh, it's okay. Turn back over for me, love." Diluc lets go of the fabric and flips over- his face is so beautifully pink, tears budded in his eyes, how gorgeous. He runs the back of his hand over his face, smudging his makeup slightly- and fuck, Kaeya can't wait to see it running down his face with tears.
"Look at you." He moves up the bed, until he's got his knees on either side of Diluc's corset-slender waist, all dainty and sweet. "A pretty whore, dressed up for her wedding day. Let's see what you can do with that mouth of yours- I bet you would have preferred kissing me in other way, there in the church, on your knees."
He laughs a little as Diluc's gaze darts away, reaching out to stroke a hand over Diluc's beautiful hair. "Come on, get me out." He coaxes.
"God, this is so embarrassing…" Diluc murmurs, but his fingers come up and he starts undoing Kaeya's pants, drawing his clothes down, until his manhood is springing free. Kaeya could purr at the startled look on Diluc's face as his husband's cock hovers over it.
"I…" Diluc manages, one hand hovering in the air.
"Is something wrong?" Kaeya prods, reaching down and wrapping one hand around the base of his cock, making one, long, languid stroke over his length, a thick bead of precum welling at the tip.
He's not surprised Diluc is stunned. Kaeya's cock is a monster of a cock. It's practically as thick around as Diluc's wrist, long enough to fill all of Diluc's pussy and have inches left over. No virgin could take his cock without tearing- and Kaeya's tried.
"You're… fuck." Diluc gets out. His hand finally touches Kaeya's cock, slowly wrapping around it, and Kaeya's feels his smirk widen as Diluc can barely get his fingers to touch. "I'm not- I'm not gonna be able to take this." He says faintly.
"Sure you will." Kaeya runs his hand over Diluc's hair. "Open wide, love. It's time you service your husband."
His sweet new wife opens his mouth, looking up at Kaeya with trepidation.
"Just the tip." Kaeya encourages. "Start there."
He coaxes Diluc into a blowjob, slow and sloppy- Diluc clearly has to strain his jaw to take Kaeya's cock in his mouth and Kaeya is impressed that he even manages a couple of inches. He strokes Kaeya's cock in both hands, licking and slurping at the tip like a good wife should, his lipstick smearing at the corners of his mouth. He looks so pretty, bobbing his head with such pink cheeks that Kaeya can't help himself, his fingers sinking into Diluc's hair and holding his head in place as he starts moving his hips, just gentle little pushes into Diluc's mouth. He's not even trying to be mean, but the way Diluc clings to him by gripping his thighs, burning eyes hazy and aroused as he gazes up at Kaeya, gagging as tears well up in his eyes when Kaeya's cockhead bumps too deep… fuck, it's really hard not to try and stuff his cock down Diluc's throat to make him choke.
Diluc's little gags are so eager though, hes so fucking duitiful, and when Kaeya grabs one of his hands and brings it to his cock, Diluc starts stroking again, light and quick- so Kaeya doesn't hesitate to pump a thick load of his cum into Diluc's mouth with a groan, watching the way it bubbles at the corner of Diluc's mouth and slips out.
"Fuck, you're a perfect whore." Kaeya sighs, holding his cock steady as Diluc coughs, another trail slipping down his chin, before the lovely wife starts catching it and licking it up with his fingers, muttering something that Kaeya doesn't quite catch. "What was that, Diluc?" Kaeya prompts, leading to newly-red cheeks.
"I said-" Diluc licks his thumb, not looking at Kaeya, "-get your ears checked, idiot."
Kaeya grins and he knows it's sappy, so he bends down (so what if the angle is awkward, Diluc is his wife now) to catch Diluc's mouth in a kiss.
"Love you." Kaeya whispers against his mouth.
"Love you too." Diluc murmurs back. "Can you- already? Stop teasing me." His voice is rough and unsteady- Kaeya was awfully mean to him earlier, wasn't he? Alright, alright.
"But it's so much fun." Another kiss stolen and then Kaeya is pulling back, sliding back down the bed. "But duties to my new wife call," he murmurs, finding Diluc's panties and slipping them the rest of the way down his wife's legs. The blowjob took the worst of the horny edge off, so how he can properly focus on getting Diluc warmed up for him.
"Relax for me, love." Kaeya coos, as his fingers curl over Diluc's thighs and spread them nice and wide. Diluc sucks in a shaky breath and does his best, his pussy wet enough that his slick clings to Kaeya's fingers in thick strands when he runs them over the soaked skin.
Kaeya slides one finger inside, quickly followed by a second as Diluc's cunt swallows it without hesitation. Diluc moans, hips tilting up, as his body opens up for Kaeya without even a flicker of resistance.
"My pretty new wife." Kaeya murmurs, rocking his fingers in and spreading them. "Look at you, taking your husband's fingers like a slut. You're so eager to be fucked, aren't you? You want your husband's cock?"
"Yeah- I do…" Diluc moans, clenching around Kaeya's fingers as they probe deep.
"I'll have to work you up to it." The decision is easy. Kaeya wants to see Diluc wrecked- and clad in all his pretty silks and with his legs finally spread and body ready for the ravaging, there's no better time than to go for it. Diluc is virgin land ready to be plowed.
Kayea settles his other hand over Diluc's stomach as he starts a gentle thrusting with his fingers, digits splayed wide across Diluc's soft skin. He tucks his thumb right up against Diluc's clit to give Diluc stimulation that has him gasping and his hips trying to buck, but Kaeya pushes him down and slides a third finger in.
"Lovely." He coos. "So lovely, look at my pretty wife and the way his pussy just swallows up my fingers. You're going to feel so good on my cock, Diluc."
"S-shut- aa-ah-" Diluc's embarrassed protest dissolves into a moan as Kaeya crooks his fingers and drags them along the sticky slick walls inside of the pyro user until he trembles. Diluc's feet skid a little on the bed, a velvet grip squeezing around Kaeya's fingers.
"You want me to stop talking? But I thought you love the sound of my voice~" Kaeya teases- but his gaze is fixed on the way Diluc's body is eagerly welcoming in every push of his fingers by meeting it with a dribble of slick, fucked out of his body.
Well. His new wife is eager indeed, isn't he? Kaeya sees no reason to hold back. He pumps his fingers into Diluc's tight and welcoming hole, spreading his fingers wide to work Diluc open. The redhead will need plenty of stretching to take Kaeya's cock and- judging by Diluc's gasps and moans, he is very open to the idea.
"My new wife, so pretty and whorish. Such a slut." Kaeya twists his fingers deep and relishes in Diluc's whimper- and, perhaps with a touch of vicious hunger, he slides his pinky in and listens to the way Diluc's breathing jumps.
As he curls and fucks his four digits into Diluc's cunt, Kaeya's gaze roams greedily across Diluc's body. The slender man is twisting, chest heaving, waist so slender from the corset being pulled tight and he looks divine, skin glimmering with sweat. Kaeya is going to ruin him, leave him fucked out and broken for any other man, only Kaeya will get to have this beauty.
"K-Kaeya- Nn-" Diluc chokes as Kaeya curls his fingers in deep. Diluc's tiny cunt feels stretched to the max around his fingers- and a thought strikes Kaeya, one that leaves him breathless and hungry. Surely, surely- he could fit his whole hand into his lovely bride. That would leave him nice and open for Kaeya's cock, would it not?
He wiggles his hand a little, flexing his fingers inside of Diluc as if he's smoothing them out, gently pushing them open. He carefully massages the inside of Diluc's deliriously warm cunt, feeling the way it quivers and clings to his fingers like a glove. His knuckles tease and threaten at Diluc's entrance, coated in the welcoming slick of his pussy which practically invites Kaeya in.
"Deep breath, love." He purrs- and then pushes, wiggling and easing his knuckles in, thumb tucked into his palm. Diluc cries out and whimpers and Kaeya can see his hands going for the bedsheets to claw and grip tightly to anything he can hold.
He nudges and curls and folds his fingers into his palm so he can twist his hand just so- and Diluc's pussy swallows his hand, splitting open beautifully around the widest part of his palm and then closing again around his wrist.
Diluc is making choked sounds up at the head of the bed. His legs are shaking.
"F- fuck-" Diluc manages, sounding rather like he's having a holy experience. Kaeya lifts himself up enough to see Diluc's face and- his eyes are wide, staring at the ceiling, mouth hanging open in a daze.
Kaeya nudges his hand a little deeper and watches Diluc arch up towards the ceiling.
"Can't, oh, Kaeya-" Diluc whimpers, heels bracing on the sheets.
It's not enough. Diluc is beautiful but Kaeya will have him all night and the eroticism of the way Diluc is taking his entire hand and just about losing his mind is so entirely overwhelming that Kaeya wants to push him, push him to the extreme, see just how much Diluc can take.
His virgin wife. Fisted on his wedding night.
Fuck, Kaeya is so goddamn hard. Diluc is so perfect- even with his state of being and how slender he appears and his brisk, blushing nature- he's hardy and strong down to the core and Kaeya loves him so so much. He'll take whatever Kaeya gives him.
"Diluc." Kaeya breathes. "Turn over."
Diluc raises his head, staring at him. "Wh- now? With your hand-?!"
"Not- not all the way." Kaeya corrects hastily. "Just- on your side, I want…" He exhales roughly, bites his lip, and then growls, "I'm going to break in both of your pretty holes together."
"Oh, fuck." Diluc says faintly, shuddering. "Oh, Kaeya- Kaeya, you are going to break me, I can't-"
But he's shifting, turning, tilting his hips to be more sideways and slowly bringing a leg up, voice breaking and hitching and gasping as each movement tugs at Kaeya's wrist and changes the pressure of Kaeya's hand inside him.
He's shaking and sweating through his silks when he's finally positioned properly on his side, leg hiked up and tight little hole exposed for the ruining. Kaeya is pretty sure that Diluc came twice from the move, his expression has gone vacant in a deliriously horny way and his cunt can't stop clenching and squeezing around his fist.
"Good boy." Kaeya murmurs, running his free hand down Diluc's shaking leg. "Good boy, Diluc- my perfect whore of a wife. Look at you, so perfect for me…"
He rocks his fist into Diluc and watches Diluc give a full-body spasm.
Kaeya turns his attention to Diluc's tightly-furled hole. He's reluctant to pull his hand free from Diluc's pussy, so he'll have to do this one handed. There's certainly enough slick from Diluc's pussy to do the job, so he swipes his hand over Diluc's soaked thigh until his hand is thoroughly wet.
Diluc's ass squeezes around his finger in a different way than his pussy- it's somehow both easier and harder to press his fingers inside. One slides in with just a bit of pressure, then two- he can curl his finger against the muscled rim and tug gently, encourage and scissor Diluc open.
He can hear Diluc whispering. Mantras. Prayers. Kaeya's name, over and over. Pleading- begging for more.
It's the most divine sound Kaeya's ever heard.
Kaeya coos to him, breathes words of love, of possession, of affection and hunger. He coaxes Diluc's body into submission, watching as Diluc whimpers and gasps his way through three fingers stuffed into his greedy hole and then four- four fingers fucking slowly into his love's body, spreading him open, his virgin body open, he can feel his hands against each other through Diluc's internal walls. It's dizzying.
Diluc's breathing is labored. His corset is tight, Kaeya can feel the pressure when his fingers push in deep. Is it too much? He doesn't know, but Diluc hasn't told him stop, hasn't told him no, has only begged in that sweet voice of his, whisper-sobbing 'Kaeya, Kaeya, Kaeya, you will drive me mad, I can't- please, more, please, Kaeya, oh, Kaeya-'
Kaeya gently shifts his hands forwards and Diluc sobs, back arching not unlike the bucking of a horse, his hands slapping against the bed as his body goes exquisitely tight around Kaeya's hands, his beautiful crimson redhead burning up with pleasure as he cums, cums hard enough to make his entire body shake.
Diluc sags into the bed with a wet gasp, legs twitching, looking as if he has already been fucked through a marathon but Kaeya has not even fucked him yet. Sweat glistens on his skin, shimmering and alluring and it has Kaeya shifting his hands again to watch Diluc's eyes roll back and his body jerk in another wave of pleasure. He looks as if his mind is melting.
Kaeya slowly starts working his hands free. It is a process full of Diluc whimpering and cumming from being spread open, legs shifting and body quivering. Kaeya loses count of how many times he has to pause as Diluc chokes his name, clenches down, whines- but by the time his hands are free, he knows Diluc must be gone, washed away by pleasure.
As he cleans his hands, Kaeya takes stock of his beautiful wife. Diluc sprawls on the bed, hair wild, still dressed in his wedding gown, sweat soaking it through and ruining it entirely. His chest heaves desperately, waist still bound tight by his corset, and Kaeya cannot think anything other than that it is becoming a danger now, when Diluc is struggling to breathe and stay centered.
"Love." Kaeya coos, coming to the bed with clean hands and an overwhelming hunger. "Your corset- off, let's get it off."
Diluc whimpers softly through labored breathing and rolls, dragging ruined skirts and silk with him. Kaeya unlaces the back as quickly as he dares and feels a sense of relief as Diluc's breathing deepens and fills out again.
It is short, if troublesome, work to free Diluc from his silks and leave him in nothing more than his stockings and the red flush across his skin. Tears as beautiful as diamonds glitter in his ruby eyes and drip down his cheeks, worth more than all the gold in the world as he struggles to focus.
The black trailing of his eyeliner is overwhelmingly erotic in a way that is driving Kaeya mad and it has been enough, he can resist his wife no longer, not with his cries and shakes and the heat of his body welcoming Kaeya in in all forms.
It would be an impossible task to deny his bride now. Kaeya frees his cock again like a man possessed and grabs Diluc's legs, folding him in half and pinning them to his chest to fully bare his wife.
"I love you." Kaeya breathes rapturously as he presses himself inside. Even with everything, with the number of times Diluc has already cum and the way his body has been so thoroughly opened, Kaeya still needs to use pressure to push his cock into his new wife. Diluc reaches for him, expression twisting with pleasure, gasping, clinging to Kaeya with all the force left in his limbs. Awareness returns to him as he buries his face in Kaeya's neck.
"Kaeya." He chokes. "Kaeya- I cannot take it, it is driving me insane, please- just fuck me already-"
"As you wish." Kaeya purrs- and then snaps his hips forwards. Diluc cries out, head tilting back, and Kaeya loses himself in his love's body.
Diluc's cunt is still wet and tight, so perfectly slippery around Kaeya's cock as he rolls and fucks his hips into his wife. Desperate, high moans fill the air as Kaeya clings and moves them together, the entire bed shaking from the force of their union.
He purrs words to Diluc through it, "love, my sweet wife, look, your tight cunt taking my cock, so ready for your new master, taking it like a good wife should, Diluc- sweet Diluc, so pretty-" and Diluc whimpers and drags his nails across Kaeya's shoulders like a beast possessed, desperately clinging to his husband.
Pleasure crackles through every inch of Kaeya's body with each slam in. If he holds Diluc's legs to his chest and sits up, pushes Diluc down and hauls his hips up, he can see the way Diluc's skinny stomach pushes up and bulges to accommodate his length. If he curls Diluc into a tiny ball and fucks, pounds down into him and snaps his hips over and over, plunging as deep as he can possibly go, Diluc yanks on his hair and howls and keens in desperation.
Kaeya fucks hard and deep, claiming every inch of his new wife. Diluc cries, sobs, mewls his name, they are men possessed by lust and pleasure because when Kaeya slams in as deep as he can get and pours cum into Diluc's pussy, breeding him, Diluc yanks on his hair and begs for more, orders him to go again.
"As my wife commands-" Kaeya breathes as he hikes Diluc's legs up once more and sinks his cock right back into him. He can see the red mixed with the white being fucked out in messy, sticky spurts- but either Diluc cannot feel the pain or it heightens the sensation because he does not tell Kaeya stop.
Kaeya fucks like a man possessed. He draws from Diluc's warmth, uses it as fuel to keep going, determined to lay his seed into his new wife. Their wedding night won't be ending without a child in his belly, so he fucks load after load into Diluc.
He will not leave his lover as anything less than completely and utterly fucked out, destroyed by Kaeya's cock. For months, years, Kaeya has dreamed of this night, of getting Diluc in his bed and now he is making that wait worth it.
It's every possessive fantasy, every longing night, every pretty redhead on her knees where he can pretend she's his strong and fierce love, all of it spilling out now in the way that Kaeya makes frenzied love to his wife.
Diluc is his. Kaeya owns him now, Diluc is his wife, his lovely wife who will finally spread his legs every night for Kaeya to make love to. This tight, slippery cunt wrapped around his dick belongs to him, days spent stealing time in storage rooms and back alleys trading kisses revealing the true, matched depth of their depravities.
Kaeya, the cavalry captain with a hunger and a possessive streak a mile wide, so eager to own Diluc and make him his. Kissing Diluc with bruising force in the hidden minutes, whispering to him about what a lovely wife he'll make, how his belly will look beautiful swollen with Kaeya's childern.
Diluc, the blushing man offering himself completely up to Kaeya, biting Kaeya's mouth as he's kissed and telling him that perhaps, maybe, he would not be opposed to being Kaeya's, to being his wife and being owned.
So perfectly matched and now Kaeya can finally, finally have Diluc just the way he wants him.
Completely.
Entirely.
Submissively.
Looking so lovely with fire-red hair and blissed out ruby eyes and his painted mouth hanging open so pretty as he whimpers and gasps Kaeya's name, calling for him, Kaeya Kaeya I can't take it, I can't, Kaeya Kaeya Kaeya- but he will take it because Kaeya is making him take it.
Kaeya will see Diluc fat and heavy with his child. He is going to make his wife take his cock over and over until Diluc knows his new place as Kaeya's property, owned and made for breeding.
Even when he has fucked Diluc to the point where his pretty wife finally begs for mercy- crying out so sweetly no more, no more it's too much- on the verge of passing out, cunt sore and dripping white, Kaeya is not finished- and so he flips Diluc over and thrusts into his other hole, so readily available for Kaeya to defile.
Diluc is more subdued as Kaeya pins him down and takes him from behind, slapping their hips together, legs burning with the prolonged exertion of so many rounds. And yet it is no less frenzied, no less frantic, with the way Kaeya covets and jealously devours Diluc's body with his own. Diluc does not stop begging for Kaeya to take him, does not stop gripping the sheets and choking on his own voice.
It is deeper, almost- Kaeya can grip Diluc's hips and thrust in deeper, can let himself go in a foreign and animalistic way, hanging his head over Diluc's back and thrusting his hips like an animal. Like a beast possessed, thinking only of his own pleasure, defiling this pretty maiden underneath him to bury his seed into his body, make sure it catches and takes.
Every instinct tells him to fill this fertile mate until he is bred.
Kaeya owns him. Kaeya owns Diluc now and Diluc mewls weakly every time Kaeya pants out a reminder, croons, dragging his hands up and down Diluc's sweat-slick skin, over his back and arms and sides and pulling words from his chest like a man possessed.
"Mine, mine, my Diluc, my pretty wife, my lovely, love, love you, Diluc, taking me so good, like such a perfect whore, taking your husband's cock, I own you now love, you're mine, you love your master, your new husband and master, you take your master's cock so perfectly, so lovely, my Diluc, my lovely pet, so perfect-"
It is hot, it is overwhelming, it is all-consuming and yet Kaeya cannot stop until he has completely and utterly consumed every last bit of stamina he has, collapsing on top of Diluc with their last orgasms cresting over each other and leaving them completely and entirely exhausted. Drained of every last drop, it is as though his limbs have been filled with sand as he sprawls over Diluc's back, cock still weakly pulsing the couple of drops it can manage into Diluc's puffy and raw, fucked-out hole.
Kaeya is sure they will both be completely and utterly useless tomorrow. If they can even make it out of bed he will be astonished. Diluc will be one big bruise all over- and if Kaeya will be able to flex his feet without his muscles screaming in protest it will be a miracle.
But still, Kaeya is the husband and he did just fuck Diluc into near-unconciousness, so he has a responsibility. It takes a herculean effort for him to slide free of Diluc's clinging body and curl them together- Diluc can barely move as it is, expression slack as he goes where Kaeya turns him, until Diluc's head is buried against Kaeya's chest.
Kaeya's arms are like lead but he makes his hands move, smoothing out and detangling Diluc's hair as much as possible. He manages an "I love you," and gets a hoarse little hum in response, all Diluc can manage after the frenzied mating they had a little burst of noise.
They will both need honeyed tea tomorrow, that is for sure. Certainly, both of them will need baths- but neither of them have the strength to even consider such an endeavor tonight.
So Kaeya kisses the top of his pretty wife's hair and holds him close as they sink into blissful sleep.