bakerstreet | Wanna eat the booty like its groceries.

Wanna eat the booty like its groceries.

HOW I'D HAVE YOU

Because a little honesty is good for the soul.

↝ BS tells all...or all about how they'd do you, what sexual acts/positions they'd indulge in with you, etc. In graphic detail.
↝ Have fun!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ If all the ways Diluc Ragnvindr would have Kaeya Alberich were to be recounted, we’d be here all day and probably well into the evening. So, suffice to say that when the redhead sleepily drapes himself over Kaeya’s back in the morning as the other man stands at the bathroom sink and snuggles into the elegant slope where his shoulder meets his neck, his purred response is just the tip of the iceberg. ]

Right here?

( even out of sight, diluc paints a tempting picture. his warmth pulls a breath from kaeya, his chin tipping as if he can possibly see more than the shock of red hair over his shoulder. it feels good, like he wants to melt back into him, that purr of his seeping into the marrow of his bones.

when he speaks up, it's still breathy and low in tone even with years of practice of trying to appear unaffected. )

It's a start, isn't it?

[ There’s a quiet, warm chuckle against Kaeya’s skin at that and Diluc runs his bare hands down the smooth planes of the other man’s back with obvious adoration as if in silent agreement. The sound of Kaeya’s voice has long since stirred feelings of romantic pining in Diluc— ever since they entered their teens and Kaeya’s soft, sweet, boyish voice deepened with puberty and unfurled itself into the velvety intonations it has today, to be exact. Though Kaeya making his heart hammer out poems that would never be spoken aloud with just a single utterance is, by far, not an uncommon occurrence, the way desire and affection wrap themselves around every syllable now makes Diluc close his eyes and proceed to slowly rub his cheek on Kaeya’s shoulder with reverence. He breathes in the familiar scent of the other man and kisses his way over the round of that shoulder and down along Kaeya’s bicep, unhurried and feather-light. His hands make their way around his waist until they can splay over the firm muscle of Kaeya’s abdomen, fingertips drawing idle heated lines from the sharp angles of his hips up to his belly. ]

Only a start?

[ The purring continues, a low rumbling hum in Diluc’s chest as he meets Kaeya’s gaze in the mirror, lifting his head so he can start kissing his ear. ]

Then tell me what it is you wish for. I will consider it. Just for you.

[no underage or crack, please]

...In public... in plain sight against a building, tree, or rail. Then made to walk around with you cum inside me. Or on me.

Or, in your bed, riding on top of you and wearing whatever clothing excites you the most.