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Then 'most' might be missing out.

[Diluc's opinions of the world slotted firmly into black and white in the time between his father's death and his return to Mondstadt. It has only been while he has been in Nippon that he has started to see the grey in things again, and only thanks to certain people that it has been so. The Diluc who had entered into Nippon almost a year ago would not have been so easygoing when it came to having knowledge of Chuuya's background.

He brushes his fingers through Chuuya's hair again, keeping him close but not stiflingly so.]

I've stepped outside of the 'law' myself more than once, but always for good reason. It isn't always as simple as doing as you're told. [Diluc smiles mildly, then chuckles.] I'd say my opinion of you is realistic. You don't have to be following the letter of the law to be a decent person.

[He settles back down at Diluc's side, grinning slightly as the man brushes fingers through his hair. He's glad, honestly-- he didn't care about people's opinions of his work, but he knew the Mafia did a very important job, back in Yokohama. The city as it was couldn't exist without what they did, and they loved their home just as much as anyone.

Just because they didn't follow the law didn't mean they didn't have their own sort of nobility.]

Well I certainly can't argue with that.

Then I think we understand one another.

[And with Chuuya settled down at his side, Diluc is free to shift so he's leaning over him, looking down into his eyes with one hand still lingering in his hair. The bruises and scrapes of their spar are all but forgotten in the face of the gentle warmth that comes with that clear and mutual understanding, and even the lingering ache in his ribs is easily put aside.

He brushes a curl of the smaller man's hair back from his face, sliding it down behind his ear. A motion that Chuuya would no doubt become used to over the time they know one another.] I'm very careful about the people I choose to value in my life. [And maybe he's feeling a little sentimental right now. Not entirely out of character for him.]

And you... you really came out of nowhere.

[And Chuuya leans into his hand, oddly drawn to Diluc's gentle (dare he say, affectionate) touches.

Careful about the people he values, huh...]

Guess I'm like a force of nature, huh? [It's said teasingly, but his tone softens afterwards.] I'll do my best so you don't have cause to regret that.

[Sentimental is fine: they're both very emotional people, at their cores.]

[Like a force of nature. How true that is. Diluc chuckles lightly and leans down to plant another kiss against Chuuya's lips. He wouldn't have expected, from the first time they had met, that this would be where they would have ended up but when had anything in Nippon turned out like he had expected it to?]

Do you want to head back?

[His hand lingers by the man's ear and the side of his thumb idly rubs back and forth just behind it.] I have the free time if you'd rather stay out here for a while.

[Chuuya certainly wouldn't have expected it, either... but he certainly isn't complaining. Friends can come into your life from the strangest places, he's found.]

Hmm... I'm in no hurry, personally.

[The words are hummed against Diluc's lips, Chuuya's arms coming up to wind around his neck and pull him closer with a grin.]

You've got a nice little spot here... why not stick around, enjoy the scenery?

[The way Chuuya tugs him into another kiss, slower and growing more heated than before, probably suggests what he has in mind to 'enjoy'.

And maybe it's because it feels strange to just head back after all they've talked about, but more conversation might feel tiring too, after all the truths they've shared already. He doesn't want to leave Diluc's side yet, though-- not yet.]

[He isn't at all disappointed to get that response. Heading back right now would have felt a little strange - abrupt, given all they had spoken about - but he does let out a breathy chuckle in the moment before their lips meet again.]

You're going to get me into trouble one of these days, Executive. [Diluc says, teasing humour lacing his voice as he uses the man's title again. Another kiss aims to muffle any protest as he slides one warm hand up underneath Chuuya's shirt.]

But you're right. The view is... very enjoyable.

[And not a word of protest to where this might lead, even with the very public nature of their current position. If someone happens to get close enough to see the two of them then they would simply have to turn around and find somewhere else to walk.]

[That kiss keeps his mouth occupied, but the use of his title still gets a nip to Diluc's lip in protest--He knows he made himself clear on formality--followed by a soft sigh of pleasure at the feeling of Diluc's hand sliding beneath his shirt.

His own hands wander, sliding their way down Diluc's back to seek out the hem of his shirt.

And Diluc thought his view was enjoyable? Chuuya much enjoys his current vantage point.

All of a sudden a laugh escapes Chuuya, a smirk coming to his lips.] At least now I know why you're so hot.

[It's a terrible pun, and one he's sure Diluc has heard before, but still. He did literally run hot to the touch, and Chuuya rather enjoyed that.]

By the gods-- [Diluc groans at the awful pun. It is one he's heard before, yes, though not for quite a while. No one dared try to say things like that to him in Mondstadt anymore and while he has developed a far more approachable personality here by now, no one has said it to him yet.

His head briefly drops to the smaller man's shoulder and he pinches his hand gently against the side of Chuuya's ribs in chastisement.]

That was terrible, and you should feel ashamed of yourself.

[The tone of his voice makes it clear that first of all, he doesn't expect Chuuya to be sorry about it at all and secondly, he isn't actually that bothered by it. He does run hot - something that is a blessing in winter and an occasional problem in summer - but it doesn't seem like the other man minds.]

[A delighted laugh escapes Chuuya at Diluc's groan, one hand coming up to pat the back of his head playfully when he drops it to Chuuya's shoulder.

He squirms just a little at that pinch though, just a small twitch.]

It was right there, what can I say? I'm sure it's not the first time you've heard something like that.

[And the cute reaction made the terrible pun entirely worth it.]

[He does note that twitch, but decides against pursing it right at this moment. Instead he splays his hand out warmly against Chuuya's side and shakes his head with an amused smile.]

People don't flirt with me in Mondstadt. At least, not that I notice. [They used to, sure, but Diluc had always been too caught up in his ambitions and drive to really notice anything outside of the occasional fling here and there when Kaeya forceably turned his head to make him see it.]

I don't have any interest in it.

[Perhaps Chuuya would be realising that the person he is dealing with here and now is far removed from the man he is back home. It had taken time, but... Diluc has no complaints.]

I'm sure I've heard it before... but it would have been a long time ago. [Then he laughs softly, leaning down to catch Chuuya's lips in another lingering kiss.] That doesn't make it any less awful.

'Not that I notice'. Either you really are damn good at making yourself unapproachable, or you're in denial.

[That's the only guess Chuuya has, anyway-- Diluc is handsome and kind, not to mention rich back in his world. He'd assume people would be clamoring for his attention, regardless of if Diluc wanted it or not.]

Flirting can be fun every once in awhile. And you can always shut me up if you don't like what you hear, you know. [And he leans into that kiss, letting out another soft hum of appreciation. Awful pun or not, he enjoyed spending time with Diluc, and he's sure Diluc felt the same.]

I'm very good at making myself unapproachable. You're getting a far better version of myself here than you would if you met me there. [There's a soft, rueful edge to his smile as he says that. Thinking back on it... no, he knows why he was like that and there's no use in saying it wasn't necessary now, but he does wonder what things might have been like if he had never left. If he hadn't lashed out at Kaeya like that. If he had stayed to root out the corruption in the Knights instead of leaving it to Jean and Varka.

As for the rest of it, he knows that there are certain people in Mondstadt who yearn for his attention. That poor girl who stands outside the flower shop daydreaming about him all day hasn't escaped his notice.]

And what if I like what I hear, hm..? [There's another kiss, though not nearly enough to shut him up.] What then?

[His fingers slide lower, working at Chuuya's belt.]

I'm not thinking about shutting you up just yet.

Hmm... If you say so, I'll believe you.

[Diluc had mentioned he kept people away, especially those he cared about. But Chuuya certainly couldn't find anything to complain about now, for certain.

Far from complaining, rather, he tugs Diluc closer again, trailing kisses along his jaw with a chuckle.]

Well if you like what you hear, then I'll just have to keep going now won't I?

[His hand is back to wandering along Diluc's backside, tugging his shirt up, fingers carefully pressing into muscle as they explore.]

I wonder how many people back in your hometown would get ideas if they knew how strong and flexible you are?

[Diluc has a feeling that the person Chuuya thinks he is is quite different to the person that Diluc would describe himself as, and maybe... maybe that's a good thing? He hadn't considered that who he had become in Nippon was so far removed from who he was that he would begin to have trouble reconciling the two.

So he lets that particular debate go for now - there's a time and a place for it, and to get into it now would only be a distraction.]

I don't think many people in Mondstadt would recognise me right now. [He admits with a smile, and he reaches up to catch the back of his shirt and pull it off over his head. It's abandoned in the grass beside them and the full expanse of Diluc's scarred, lightly sun-freckled skin is made available to Chuuya's exploring hands.]

I'd prefer to think about you right now, than them. [With both hands he pushes Chuuya's shirt up to his ribs and he presses a warm kiss against his stomach.] Stay where you are.

[He glances up, finishes working Chuuya's trousers open and frees his cock from their confines. There's no word of warning given before his tongue is sweeping beneath the head, and the tip is taken into his mouth for a moment.]

Can I?

[The moment Diluc's skin is bared, Chuuya's reaching out, his other glove quickly discarded, his shirt tugged up over his head to better allow Diluc access as well. There's no shyness in his actions: yes, they may be out in the open, but if anyone came across them then they could damn well leave if it bothered them.]

Is that so...? Well, can't say I disagree there. [One hand comes up to run through Diluc's hair, his breath catching at the press of that kiss to his stomach. Oh, he knows where this is going.

And his guess is right, when Diluc leans down to run his tongue over his cock, quick to take the tip into his mouth before Chuuya has a chance to get a word out. The noise he makes is high pitched and shaky-- surprised, aroused, a shot of pleasure shooting through him at the heat of Diluc's mouth engulfing him. Fingers grip tighter into Diluc's hair, nails scraping his scalp lightly as Chuuya finally manages to choke out words.]

Fuck. Fuck, yeah... yeah, you can.

[Like he'd refuse, with the pretty picture Diluc makes right now?]

[He didn't think that Chuuya would refuse, somehow, but the eager consent is arousing in itself as Diluc smooths his hands against the smaller man's hips and steadies them in his grasp. No use kidding himself that he can actually hold Chuuya down, but he can pretend.

His mouth goes right back to where it was before that quiet question, closing over the head of Chuuya's cock as his tongue presses up against the underside. He moves his way down slowly, his tongue working in a steady rhythm against the sensitive skin until the tip teases at the back of his throat.

Diluc coughs softly, draws back just a little, then sinks back down again with his eyes shut. His brow furrows faintly as the head of Chuuya's cock is drawn into the tight heat of his throat and held there as muscles spasm around it. He draws back again, takes in a few breaths through his nose, then he's taking the smaller man back in and digging his fingers firmly against his hips.

A few rounds of this go by before he pulls away entirely, letting the other man's hard cock bounce down against his stomach while Diluc pants quietly for breath.]

Want to cum like this? [He nips the inside of Chuuya's thigh, teasing.] It's fine if you do.

[Chuuya lets out a long, low exhale as Diluc moves down his cock, eyes falling half closed. There's something undeniably captivating in watching Diluc suck him off, the little sound of his cough, the furrow in his brow, the tight, wet heat of his mouth and every little movement.

The feel of his hands, which are quickly becoming intimately familiar to Chuuya, digging into the flesh of his hips. He groans, arching into Diluc's mouth, thighs trembling as he holds himself back from thrusting forward. He doesn't want to choke the man, and he doesn't want this to end so soon-- not when Diluc makes such a lovely picture right now.

Fingers dig into Diluc's hair as he works his cock, one hand in bright red locks while the other curls against the back of Diluc's neck, stroking the sensitive skin there in a manner that's almost encouraging. When Diluc pulls away to nip at his thigh, a weak, shaken laugh escapes him.]

Fuck... You have no idea how good you look like this, do you? You're gonna ruin me, Diluc.

[A thumb brushing against his cheek, his lips.] Let me return the favor, too? Or you can fuck me after.

[The rolling arch of Chuuya's body is easy to anticipate, easier than if he'd bucked up, and Diluc doesn't fight that before he lifts his head. He considers the options given as he brushes a few idle kisses to the man's thigh and his gaze flicks up at the soft touch of fingers against his cheek.

Chuuya looks like a delightful mess already and he's right, Diluc doesn't really consider the aesthetics of his own appearance when he has another man's cock in his mouth. The comment does make him smirk though, as he makes his decision on the matter without verbalising it. It would be clear enough, he thinks, when he takes the man's length into his mouth again and swallows him down deep.

It's more intense this time, with the suction and every press of his tongue focused on bringing Chuuya as much pleasure as he can.

Diluc's thumbs massage firmly into the faint dips alongside the smaller man's hips as he bobs his head in shallow motions. The expression on his face is one of intense concentration, eyes mostly shut and a small frown creasing between his eyebrows.

And as if to deliberately add to the entire display, the soft and subtle sounds he makes each time the head of Chuuya's cock pushes into the tight confines of his throat are nothing short of utterly obscene.]

[Chuuya does look like a mess, truly. He'd cooled off a bit after their spar, but it was impossible not to feel more than a bit wrecked with his cock in Diluc's mouth, with that smirk making heat run through his veins.

He gasps aloud when Diluc swallows him down again, unable to hold back the way his hips jerk into the man's mouth this time. Fingers clench, thighs tense, and even as Diluc mercilessly ups the intensity, Chuuya can't help but watch every moment, eyes half-lidded but focused with heated intent on Diluc's face.

Fuck, he's--]

Gorgeous... absolutely brilliant.

[There's something like reverence, like a mix of affection and admiration in his voice, low and rough as he arches into Diluc's mouth, and those noises. Holy shit.

Chuuya can't even try to muffle his own and as Diluc works his cock in his mouth, his own voice responds in kind, gasps and groans, choked off cries, fingers reflexively curling in Diluc's hair. The hand on the back of his neck curls around, brushing against his throat before coming up, stroking lightly against Diluc's cheek-- feeling himself there.

Fuck, he isn't going to last much longer.]

Diluc!

[His name is obscene on Chuuya's lips, a cry that startles birds from the trees.]

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[He manages to work with the way the other man grabs onto him, making it harder for him to try and pull away for breath. Now and then he'll pause to carefully breathe through his nose for a moment, though he'll later have to admit that something about the difficulty of it is arousing in itself. He works the man up patiently and glances up at him in the moment his name is cried out like that, his bright red eyes intense under his dark eyelashes.

Then he's snapping them closed again, his shoulders hunching slightly as Chuuya climaxes into his mouth and the sensation in the back of his throat almost makes him choke. His grip on the other man's hips is tight, near-bruising, and he keeps him in his mouth as he rides out his orgasm. His throat convulses in a few spasming motions as he swallows, his grip eases, and he gradually draws back sucking the length of Chuuya's cock clean.]

Hmm...

[Diluc rests his cheek against the inside of Chuuya's thigh and closes his eyes for a moment as he pants quietly. Then he sits up, shifts forwards, plants a hand beside the other man's head and leans over him with a warm smile touching the corners of his mouth.]

Still with me?

[He'd apologize for the roughness perhaps, but it seems like Diluc doesn't mind, and Chuuya is too far gone for most coherent words regardless.

And when Diluc locks eyes with him for that brief moment, his gaze like fire surging beneath his skin, Chuuya climaxes with a shout, fingers tight in Diluc's hair, body trembling, and it's entirely unfair how Diluc swallows around his cock, dragging out his orgasm until he's feeling boneless with pleasure, hands falling away and body going lax.

He's left panting, laying in the grass with the aftershocks buzzing pleasantly under his skin, gaze hazy and a little more of a stormy blue than normal, cheeks flushed. And Diluc leans over him with that smile, and Chuuya feels a surge of affection rush through him at how much of a menace this man is.]

Yeah, I am.

[He's reaching up once he has the strength, determinedly tugging Diluc down to kiss him, still catching his breath but unable to hold back overflowing warmth and desire to close the distance, to show Diluc how much he enjoyed that.]

[There is something undeniably gratifying about being able to make someone fall apart like that and Diluc is still smiling while Chuuya pulls him down. He meets the kiss heatedly, lips parted, dropping down from leaning on his hand to resting on his elbow instead.]

Gorgeous. [He mutters between one kiss and the next, pressing closely to the other man and fancying he can feel the way Chuuya's heart is pounding agains his ribs. The next few kisses are gentle presses of lips, steadily lifting in passion and clearly returned desire until they're deepened entirely again and everything is narrowed down to the warmth of the other man's body against his and the fingers buried in his hair.

They would be quite the sight for anyone who happened to pass by at this moment, but Diluc isn't even close to caring about that.

It's always difficult for Diluc to separate physical affection from emotion and perhaps he should have warned Chuuya about that before now. The affection that the other man is feeling right now is entirely returned in kind as he shifts back just enough to look down at him.]

Look at you. You're perfect.

[He can taste himself on Diluc's lips, and that only makes him moan again, clutching the other closer as they kiss. He's still coming down from his orgasm, soft sighs and murmurs of appreciation escaping him in between Diluc's many kisses, unashamed of the very obvious scene the both of them probably make.

No, the only thing he cared about right now was the man hovering over him, showering him in kisses and affection, making him feel warm all over even as his body buzzes with post-orgasm contentment. It still takes him by surprise, just how much Diluc is, how affectionate he can be.

Maybe he's just not used to it, from lovers. Not quite like this, anyway.

The praise warms his chest even more, and a soft chuckle escapes him as he leans up into Diluc, bracketing his body with Chuuya's own beneath him. There's redness to his cheeks that is only partially from their earlier activities.]

Shouldn't I be saying that to you? You need to look in a mirror more.

[Another kiss, slow and appreciative, words murmured against his lips.]

You're absolutely radiant, Diluc.

[Chuuya's reactions to him just grow more enticing by the moment, prompting him to continue those warm touches and kisses to draw more of those noises from the smaller man. The praise had been genuinely felt and he has no idea, with the other man's responses, just how unused to hearing such things he actually is.]

Radiant, hm..? [He doesn't move far away from Chuuya to say that, their lips softly touching between syllables. Diluc can feel his heart pounding in his chest with the promise of where this might go, how far it could go, and he has to find it funny that he keeps ending up in these kinds of outdoor situations with this man.

His fingers dig gently into Chuuya's hair, fingernails scraping lightly against his scalp. They can keep going, he knows Chuuya would be good for it, but as he presses another deep and heated kiss to the other man's lips he thinks he'd be content to just be like this for a while yet.]

This... going to be what happens every time we spar? [He asks, his voice an amused murmur.] Not that I'm complaining.

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