(open post) (au) maybe it's the moonlight mixed with carnal insight

[disdelusioned]

violent but it feels right
you make me come unsheathed

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Open post for vampire!Diluc AUs.  Any and all scenarios welcome - fellow vampires, vampire hunters, victims, thralled human minions, not-so-thralled human allies, werewolves, other supernatural creatures.... the sky is the limit. ♥

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[whatsthehurry]

[ kaeya is no different. for all they bicker, diluc is his entire world. kaeya almost lost him once, so long ago - almost lost him twice, truly, and both times the fear and grief had seized his heart so completely that he'd nearly come undone. he has the scar to prove their first falling out, and diluc's presence at his side to prove the second. being with him is as simple as existing, as thoughtless as blinking, for all it goes against their vampire natures, it feels right to them.

and that's all that matters. ]

You're right about that..

[ kaeya says, through a laugh, diving in for another kiss, and another, before he's finally able to break away long enough to seize diluc's hand, tugging him away from the carriage. ]

Come on, then. Let's not stand around all night.

[ it's not as if we're frozen in place ]

[disdelusioned]

[It's difficult to let Kaeya pull away, but they shouldn't stay here. Eventually, the missing carriage will be noticed and someone will go out to search for it and its occupants. It'll be a pain to have to deal with whoever first stumbles upon the carnage. The fight would be exhilarating, certainly, and his blood would burn even hotter than it does now. But it also would delay what it is he truly wants right now.

As Kaeya takes his hand to lead him away, he turns toward the carriage and sets a spark upon it. The flames will eliminate the worst of the evidence that they were even there at all.

From there, it's just a matter of maintaining enough self control to get home. He manages it just fine; he's not a child lacking in discipline, even if every fiber of his being wants to throw himself against a wall and pull Kaeya on top of him. It'll be worth the wait to get to somewhere more private and appropriate.

As soon as the door closes and locks behind them, Diluc is on Kaeya like a man starved, wrapping himself around his lover and burying his head into his neck.]

[whatsthehurry]

[ the scent of burning wood fills the air as they flee back to the manor, kaeya grinning all the while, occasionally stopping to fight diluc's powerful sense of self-control by pressing him to a nearby tree, or seizing him in a hot kiss.

but soon enough they've made it back, and no sooner does the lock click than diluc is on him.

it makes kaeya's cold heart feel warm again. it's difficult to get this sort of attention from diluc, sometimes. while he knows full well that diluc loves him, needs him, even after all of these years he is not always so good at expressing it. diluc's veneer is not so easy to crack, even for kaeya, who knows him better than anyone ever could.

so he revels in the feel of it, of diluc's arms wrapping so tightly around him that he can hardly breathe. it feels good, to be wanted. to be needed. kaeya leans back into the wall, exhaling hard, and tipping his chin back to reveal the tender column of his vulnerable throat. both hands slip beneath diluc's heavy coat, smoothing over his sides - he feels so blessedly warm from their feed, and kaeya knows he must feel the same. his voice is low and rough. ]

So impatient, Master Diluc..

[disdelusioned]

Like you weren't all over me on the way here.

[They would have gotten here much faster if not for all the makeouts along the way, Kaeya!

Diluc shrugs his coat off as Kaeya's hands slip under it, throwing it off to the side and pointedly out of the way. Between the feed and the heat rising between them, he's feeling warm and flushed. The extra layer is neither wanted nor needed. He also doesn't want so many layers on Kaeya, reaching down and unbuttoning the jacket he so pointedly donned in the name of fashion earlier.

His fangs brush against the skin of his lover's throat, scraping but not cutting. It's a tease. Kaeya deserves it.]

Besides, you enjoy it.

[whatsthehurry]

[ at that, kaeya can only chuckle, the sound rough in his throat. ]

I most certainly was..

[ and he doesn't regret a single kiss. they were at each other like schoolboy lovers, and it's such an exhilarating feeling, to want someone so much. diluc strips off his heavy coat, and so kaeya does the same, shrugging out of his own and letting it drop into a heap at his feet. ]

And I most certainly do.

[ kaeya is all but a preening peacock beneath diluc's attentions, purring and arching and groping over diluc's back, his hands slipping beneath the hem of his lover's shirt to feel over hot, fair skin. diluc's fangs scrape like a tease at his throat, and kaeya groans, rocking his hips forward, one hand slipping into the wild nest of diluc's hair. ]

And you're such a tease.. who taught you that?

[disdelusioned]

Hm, I wonder.

[The response is terribly dry despite their circumstances. They both know.

Kaeya has had other partners in his long life, but Diluc has only ever known Kaeya. He's not interested in anyone else--even as a diversion or as part of the hunt. For being so guarded and aloof, especially in the years that pass them both by, there's a part of him that still maintains his mortal sentimentality.

It's a truth he'll never admit to. He doesn't have to. They both know that, too.

The way Kaeya moves, hands desperate to touch skin and hips moving of their own volition, are all the encouragement Diluc needs. He wraps his arms around his waist and pulls him in close, humming with approval at the contact before he sinks his fangs into Kaeya's neck.

Unlike before, it's not about how he's starving and being taunted by the allure of blood too strong to ignore. This is purely about the pleasure of the feed, violent and vulgar, and drawing those same feelings out of Kaeya. And beyond that, it's about feeling the exchange of lifeblood--their bond--weave between them as the blood pours over his tongue and down his throat.

He won't drain Kaeya dry. More likely than not, Kaeya will take back what Diluc has taken before the night is over.]

[whatsthehurry]

[ kaeya, too, is far more sentimental than he would ever like to admit. he was in life, and he is now in death, though he has diluc to thank for that, for keeping some part of him.. mortal. diluc's heart has always been soft and warm, however much he might act otherwise, and even in this next life of theirs it remains the same. perhaps.. perhaps for all their memories together, for all they have been through, side by side, they have kept one another human, in many ways. they might defy the norm when it comes to vampire culture, when it comes to existing together rather than on their own, but kaeya couldn't imagine being beside anyone else, or worse, being without diluc entirely.

for better or for worse, they are tied to one another, always.

of course it hasn't stopped him from taking other partners, no, but they are brief, fleeting trysts, meaningless in comparison to what he has with diluc, and honestly, were diluc to ever ask it of him, he would stop. for all his playful teasing, kaeya is devoted to him thoroughly and completely.

but right now, all soft thoughts are driven from his mind by the drag of diluc's hands, and the sinful sinking of his sharp fangs into kaeya's throat. he groans, low and rumbling, his body tensing before he slumps back against the wall, his knees gone weak from the pleasure of being fed upon. for how often kaeya allows this, it never feels any less intense. heat rolls over him, and kaeya's hands cling more tightly, painfully so, tugging at the roots of diluc's fiery hair. ]

Luc..

[ he murmurs, pressed flush to him, one knee pressing up between diluc's thighs, while the hand not in diluc's hair pulls down his back, sharp fingernails scraping his skin, breaking it open beneath the pass of his fingers. ]