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Two bodies seek each other in the dark, a magnetic pull, the coming together of two halves. Soft lips pressed against each other, seeking warmth. A swipe of a tongue, a heated moan.
Kaeya is not inebriated or easily so by any means yet as he slowly registers the night's cool breeze on his skin along with the heated touch on his form by this fine fine man. Kaeya can feel himself slowly get hard just by how intoxicating his scent is, up-close and personal.
The indigo haired man whimpered as he surrounded himself with him, overpowering him with his underlying notes of eucalyptus, vervain and musk. He allows himself to get manhandled on the back alley's wall, lets Diluc lick, kiss, suck and bite along his neck and collarbone. Gasping as the other man grabs his hips and goes lower to squeeze his ass experimentally.
He puts his arms around Diluc's shoulders and groans as two of the redhead's fingers shove it's way into his mouth, twisting around his tongue. Squeezing and tugging on it, making him drool while his other hand made quick work of Kaeya's belt to pull the rest of his pants down. The redhead wedged his leg in between his and ground hard on his crotch. Kaeya bucks and ruts himself on his leg, wetting Diluc's pants and soiling it in precum like a bitch in heat. He can hear Diluc pant alongside his ear, licking the shell and biting it before growling in a low tone.
"Slut. You think I don't notice the way you deliberately try to seduce me at the office?"
Without much warning two became three fingers and were pushed to the back of his throat, he looked at Diluc with teary-eyes and furrowed brows. Kaeya tries not to choke at the sudden intrusion as he adjusted to swallowing around and sucks.
"This is making you hot, isn't it? Is this what you wanted?"
His shirt is ruined courtesy of the redhead forcibly ripping the buttons in their haste. Kaeya moans around the fingers in his mouth, feels how Diluc's other greedy hand roam around his pecs, fingers finding his nipples, alternating between pulling and pinching.
Slowly crumbling and melting with pleasure as he is right now, Kaeya cannot believe this is actually happening. The redhead, a drummer and is part of an underground band. Diluc. Diluc Ragnvindr, is about to screw him within an inch of his lifetime at a back alley after his concert. Diluc Ragnvindr, his usually strict and uptight boss; his hair up in a ponytail sporting a hidden undercut and not to mention the fact that those weren't actually dimples he sees at work, it's marks from snake bite piercings. Kaeya's brain is short circuiting. He has piercings oh fuck that's hot. What the fuck.
Archons he can feel Diluc's abs and muscles against him and through his thin shirt. He can feel his huge bulge rut insistently against their locked thighs. A thin string of saliva connected from his mouth to Diluc's fingers as he pulls his hand away.
"Showing off your slutty body like that, like this."
Diluc grabs his arm and pulls; dragging Kaeya along the wooden bench near them, making him forcibly sit down while Diluc forcibly pulled the rest of his pants along his legs. The indigo haired man whined at the loss and reached out to paw at the redhead's pants. Diluc's eyes darkened in lust, crimson orbs staring right at him as he unbuckled his belt. Kaeya feels like he'd seen a god. The lamplight and the blinking red lights at the back highlighting the reds of his hair, as if it's on fire. Diluc is fire incarnate and Kaeya doesn't mind getting consumed and burnt to cinders. Diluc pats his head encouragingly, giving ample time for him to pull the zipper of his pants down along with his underwear. Kaeya salivates as he sees the happy trail of wispy red hair down his navel leading to his thick fat cock, he looks up demurely to the redhead before lifting his shirt partly showing his sinful abs. His tongue dips right at his navel (fuck he has piercings there too) follows the trail of sweat, slowly licking a straight line downwards to his shaft.
Diluc grips his hair and snarls, holding his dick and guiding his soft plush lips to his length.
"You pined after my cock Alberich. Now you can shut up and fucking take it."
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13 Hours Earlier...
Kaeya's eye drifted from his computer screen to the source of the tapping noise. A pen peeking out at the edge of the left side of his cubicle. Another tap, twice. Three times before he sighed and relented.
"Yes, Rosaria. I won't forget. No overtime and I'll join you guys later."
"Good. I get that it's been one month since your branch transfer but don't push it."
"I know. This isn't anything new but the workload is considerably heavier."
"Seriously? Maybe I should consider getting a transfer then."
"—and leave me out here by my lonesome? How can you be so cold Rosie?"
Rosaria smirked as she went back to work.
"Work smart, not hard Alberich."
The indigo haired man laughed at her reply and went back to typing away on his keyboard. A few hours passed and the sky is now melding into varying hues of red, yellows and oranges; casting it's light on the blinds of their office windows. Kaeya checked the time on the bottom right corner of his screen. It was almost half past five and it's a friday too, which prompts him to remember that Jean and her girlfriend, Lisa would be visiting by the weekend to check on him and his new apartment. He hasn't exactly unpacked everything, just the bare necessities yet Jean wanted to make sure that Kaeya is living well enough by himself and if his fridge is stocked up; getting reminded once more to cook for himself as opposed to ordering take out lest he dies of a heart attack by thirty.
She had always been like this. Too much of a mother hen, insisting on helping out anyone and everyone dear to her.
He's grateful really. He was orphaned by the tender age of eight, a car accident with his parents left him as the sole survivor a week before his birthday. Simon, Jean and Barbara's father; was on his way home from church. He saw a haphazard truck blocking the road along with a car wreck and stopped to park his car by the side of the road. Simon after making a phonecall to the authorities heard strained coughing and wheezing, he rushed to where the voice came from. Simon wasn't the one who managed to pull him out of the wreckage but Kaeya will never forget how he held his hand as reassurance until the paramedics arrived. How Kaeya, a supposed stranger and outsider got a warm welcome from their home after he got discharged from the hospital, so sudden was it that he has two sisters who are absolute angels to him. Kaeya gave a soft smile. Jean ever the caring older sister; still a worry-wart and little Barbara too, both of them doting on him. Even more so after he moved out of the Gunnhildr home.
"Hey man, Bruce asked if you're done with the invoice?"
A coworker's voice startled him out of his brief trip to memory lane, right. Work. Papers.
"Oh, yeah sure. Let me just go grab it."
Kaeya reached under the desk and retrieved the documents from the bottom cabinet drawer. He stood up and gingerly handed over the documents to the other man.
"Thanks, you're new right? I'm Wyratt, join us in the pantry for break sometime or maybe grab some drinks out after work? You seem cool. We play pool or go bowling every other Friday night, sometimes the ladies would vote for karaoke too. Think of it as a team building sort of thing for our department."
He wasn't actually listening to what his co-worker was saying but Kaeya nodded along.
"Sure, sounds good."
The brown haired man gave him a thumbs up before he turned around with the documents, walking towards the direction where he came from.
Kaeya sat back in his chair and popped open the two upper buttons of his shirt. He stared blankly at the excel file along with the other files and transcript he has on word for a full minute before deciding he's not gonna be able to finish all of this within the day. The deadline isn't until Wednesday anyway Kaeya reasons. He then opens up his notepad and adds some of the things to take note of and where he left off before saving and closing it. He begins doing the same with his other files when he feels a looming presence on his right.
Rosaria isn't exactly pushy and insistent nor is Kaeya the type to third-wheel dates but one of the band members performing tonight is apparently her girlfriend's friend. High school groupies and all, tight-knit. Rosaria offhandedly mentions Kaeya being a high school friend as well and meeting up again as co-workers by chance. By then she got starry-eyed and eagerly said that yes, Rosaria should definitely bring him along and introduce them to each other.
"Relax Rosie, I'm going. I'll be there at Royal Oaks near Windrise by eight."
He chuckled as he slowly swiveled his chair to face the unimpressed stare of his boss.
Diluc Ragnvindr, the company head's son and the current CEO of Dawn Conglomerate. Many would boast about their Dawn luxury brand watches, perfumes, bags and the like but truly their absolute specialty and crown jewel have always been their vast selection and variations of rich wine. Monopolising the entire wine industry, they have the entirety of Teyvat in the palm of their hands. Kaeya can attest to it, their dandelion wine remains unbested up til this very day, in fact it suddenly makes him crave the crisp and refreshing taste of one particular concoction, death after noon.
Kaeya had to admit though, you don't see hair that red everyday. Is it dyed? must be a nightmare with those curls but then again most probably not, considering how hell bent the policies are around here with regards to decency and propriety. It somehow looked very soft in his low ponytail. He always manages to look so sharp, his three piece suit further emphasizing his broad shoulders down to his trim waist. Despite being covered by all those layers, Kaeya can sense the outlines of well defined muscles underneath, his thick thighs and those hips, archons above Kaeya can already imagine the amount of damage it can do— okay Kaeya changing that line of thought.
His eyes, yes red. They are red too and at this distance you'd see tiny specks of yellow blending into the black of his iris. All this red against honeyed alabaster skin, dotted with a light sprinkle of cinnamon freckles. Those cute dimples. He appears quite striking and absolutely delectable, he always has this grumpy face whenever they manage to cross paths too. Like a big grumpy ruffled cat that got it's tail pulled. Kaeya inwardly snickered before giving a polite smile and spoke.
"So sorry about that. Can I help you with anything Sir. Ragnvindr?"
It was silent as they held eye contact for a few moments, red against blue before the other man uncrossed his arms and let his gaze slowly wander at the opening of Kaeya's shirt. Kaeya saw his eyes glint with something for a few seconds but it was gone just as quick as it came. The indigo haired man gave a silent cough that made the other man retract his gaze. The red haired man offered no reply as he started to survey the opposite aisle, he then gave a small 'hmph' before going on to check Kaeya's fellow office mates. He left the redhead to continue on doing… his thing. That was… something alright. He didn't do anything wrong right? It wasn't this strict back in their Liyue branch that's for sure.
Just as the redhead left, Rosaria suddenly appeared; coming out from the pantry carrying two cans of what seems to be iced coffee en route to Kaeya's work station, her voice giving a low drawl as she neared.
"What is the sense of having Elzer as our supervisor if he keeps watching us like a damn hawk."
"Does he uh.. do performance checks like these each week?"
"Once a month. Board cheers him on and says it boosts morale or some crap. For some sure, I guess it does."
She hands him a can and continues on.
"The others? downright on edge and terrified."
Rosaria hummed in thought.
"He's not that bad though, both in leading and the looks department, if the endless pining of the girls from our department is of any indication and so forth. Not to mention the loaded part. But I'm lesbian and taken, so what the do I know."
"He just might be your type, I know how you've always liked big boys who—"
The indigo haired man fought down the flush rising in his cheeks at her words as he replied.
"I really don't think this is something we can talk about when he's near hearing range."
The dark haired woman let out a small laugh before relenting.
"Alright, I'm heading home to freshen up. Remember eight at Royal Oaks."
She gave a brief glance at her cubicle before heading off.
He should probably get a move on himself.
Kaeya closed off all the programs after saving his work and tidied his workspace. He grabbed his coat and can of coffee as he made a beeline to the elevator.
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