[So: rucking. Diluc has no experience in this arena, and he was sure to mention as much to He Xuan when they agreed to work on their bingo cards together, but that shouldn't matter much in the scheme of things. A lack of experience isn't a lack of capability, and with that in mind, he meets He Xuan at the hot springs for their agreed upon venture: marking off that bathing (smut...) square.]
I don't suppose much more is necessary beyond handling this in the water.
[Unless He Xuan has a better understanding of what bathing as a kink entails... For now, Diluc's still fully dressed, staring down the hot springs. He'll undress just as soon as he knows what he's getting himself into here.]
[ Absolutely laughing. Can't believe I made ruck as a typo and haven't lived it down since...
Anyway, let's try to make this serious instead of a meme-filled tag. ]
You'll need to get undressed first. And it will be more involved than simply sitting in the water naked.
[ Pointedly and bluntly. It's okay, He Xuan has no problems with leading Diluc. Think of it as gaining experience points in the sexy area. As an aside, this will at least be a simple matter because while he originally had no plans on fulfilling said squares...well, they know each other passingly, and they agreed on this for practical reasons.
As it is, it does help it's only the two of them now, and while He Xuan doesn't give too many cares about submerging himself in water while wearing clothing, it will be counterproductive in hot water. So he begins to efficiently strip himself of his own fabrics. ]
Diluc's interest in gaining Sexy Points is minimal, but he does as suggested and strips out of his layers in an almost clinical fashion. There's no sense in taking his time, nor doing some ""sexy"" striptease when this arrangement of theirs is a purely transactional one. It helps that He Xuan undresses himself in a similar fashion, no time wasted for wanton stares or reddened cheeks. They're here with a goal in mind, after all, and it's not to grow any closer to each other.
Of note, Diluc has quite the menagerie of scars on his frame... and he's apparently quite blessed in the dick department. Use it or lose it does not apply here, clearly. Diluc lowers himself into the hot spring.]
I figured as much. This square suggests some degree of sexual contact, but there must be a lower limit.
[Diluc doesn't care to do much more than the square requires him to. Why waste the effort when that effort can be applied elsewhere?]
[ ...It's be rather unfortunate if Diloo could lose his dickeroo.
Jokes aside, He Xuan has also done them a favor and brought alongside some washing rags, for perhaps...during or after; whatever, they're in the water, that counts as bathing already in his book. Also, at least it also seems Diluc very well knows what they're getting into here, and not much showing of any nerves. ]
As long as both of us get off in the water, I'm sure that will count. Just by being in the hot springs, we're already bathing.
[ This is coincidentally the most shameless he's been in awhile, but he will wait for the red head to enter into the springs as well. Anyway, assuming that he does...Diluc is free to notice that the water feels a little more inviting than it might normally be, and that might be because He Xuan's power involves control over all things wet. But, he doesn't bother doing much else with it, considering the heat is pleasant enough.
In the end, doing this too clinical will not make them get hot under the skin. So, the ghost king reaches with one hand, aiming to touch Diluc's cheek, just to see what he'd like, while his other hand will aim for his side, and then boldly lower, to the prize between his legs. Be also advised that, despite the warm water, He Xuan's skin and touch is by default, a bit cold. ]
[How wrong you are, He Xuan... All Diluc knows is that this square needs to be checked off, but he isn't visibly anxious knowing sexual contact is on the agenda, nor is he often even in the face of danger.
He's a little less certain once they enter the water, and direct consequence of his Vision is the way the hot springs grows a little hotter once he's submerged himself in it.
The water feels... different, somehow, but he's too distracted by He Xuan's touch to linger long on that thought. His muscles tense beneath He Xuan's fingertips, giving away the anxiety he so easily masks on his face. This is all new to him, the first time he's been intimately touched, and perhaps he should've issued a warning because of that.
Instead, he cuts off any potential questioning by tipping his head to the side and claiming He Xuan's lips. Even with He Xuan's hand on his groin, he needs a little more than that to get into it. As clinically as they're handling this, a little bit of intimacy is still necessary.]
[ Looks truly can be deceiving, though surely that's fine.
If Diluc had or has an issue with what they're doing, he'd have made it known by now.
That said, He Xuan certainly knows the value of foreplay. Sure, it's been ages since he has had a partner, but technique in this sort of thing doesn't exactly vanish into thin air. He recalls the tension he has felt underneath his fingertips, which are thankfully for Diluc's sake currently blunted. Though it does signal to him some manner of anxiety, and If not for the fact he finds their situation annoying, he'd be more amused. The added heat is felt acutely by him regardless, and he even seems to welcome the kiss, deepening it in what is admittedly less clinical and more heated by necessity.
His hand that has been lightly and gingerly touching the red head's cock, wraps fingers around it properly, giving what are measured strokes in the midst of their kissing. ]
sorry for the delay lum!! i was out of town for a trip
[...He has no issues to speak of, but he's certainly new to this. He's a quick study if nothing else, mirroring He Xuan's movements to dip a hand into the water and jerk along his length, but it's difficult to concentrate.
He's never been touched by anyone before, and he tenses whenever He Xuan's fingers stroke over a particularly sensitive area. He fights back gasps and sighs, but they manage to leak out between their kisses regardless. Embarrassing. He wanted this to be as impersonal as possible, but he's realizing now it's impossible not to react when he's being touched so intimately. As a consequence, he jerks at He Xuan a little harder.]
[ Diluc's inexperience continues to be evident, especially with the honest reaction of his body. But despite the obvious fact that has registered in his mind that this is so, only now does it truly hit that this must be...completely new to the other man. As in, his first time.
And he is likely losing his virginity to a cold ghost king.
Easily, he pulls back from the kiss, licking his wet lips, and then moving so that he's close to the other's ear. ]
I wonder how you will taste.
[ His voice is husky, deep with arousal...having someone's hand moving on his length will due that to a person, even him. But he will also sink his teeth into soft skin of the other man's neck, careful enough not to have his teeth pierce skin. The hand around Diluc's cock, however? Gives a few, well-adjusted squeezes. ]
[How much of a loss is it, really? Can He Xuan take anything from him that truly matters? Everything of value has already been lost. His body is a small price to pay by comparison.
Even so? He stiffens when those words hit his ear. His immediate, kneejerk reaction is to do anything but shudder and moan like an eager partner might, instead firming up his grip on He Xuan's cock and pumping it harder. It's easier to look at this like a fight rather than a tryst, easier to bite back than it is to lay back and take it. He'd repay that bite with one of his own, but Diluc doesn't trust himself not to draw blood.]
...You aren't expecting to take the lead here, are you?
[ If anyone asked He Xuan that, he would state that he doesn't think of this as something that matters to the other, or to himself. On account of this being essentially transactional.
But, he also thinks it is natural doing this sort of thing that both parties are bound to enjoy it on a physical level, including right now. That said, he hasn't anticipated that Diluc would react the way he does, a surprised, strangled grunt escaping him. His other hand that is resting against the other male's hip grips tightens inadvertently, doubtlessly making bruises in the skin, not minding his strength. ]
What other possibility would there be?
[ Obviously, He Xuan has no intention of letting the virgin top easily. He dares to slide the hand from the other's hip to his back, the target being the rear and dares to give it a slap, wow, maybe to distract Diluc. Meanwhile his other hand? He's having it roughly adjust in its movements along Diluc's length, thumb even swiping skillfully over the tip. ]
[There's satisfaction to be found in catching this man off-guard, enough so that Diluc visibly smirks for a brief moment. That's a good look for you, He Xuan. He loosens his grip, having gotten what he wanted, only to grit his teeth when his hip's squeezed tightly enough that there's no doubt it will bruise.
It doesn't feel bad, however, that ache in his hip. Diluc's learning he'd much rather be handled with a coarse touch than be slowly worked open like the delicate maiden he absolutely is not, and it's that provocative smack on the ass that riles him out of whatever anxious energy still remained within him.
He has a better grasp on the situation now, a better read, and he's watching where the cracks form whenever He Xuan's caught by surprise or cedes just a little too easily to the stroking of his fingers. He's learning, mirroring He Xuan's movements and intently studying his face to see what works and what doesn't... but his inexperience remains an issue. Reaching down, he pushes He Xuan's thumb off the tip of his cock. He's sensitive, man.]
Is that what you had intended all along? To be taken by me?
[That almost sounds insulting, perhaps only because it's Diluc who's saying it, but he's asking seriously.]
[ He Xuan clearly is more used to a partner who lets him lead, or doesn't fight back much, for better or worse. Hence his own surprise.
He honestly enjoys the idea of someone challenging him more than he realizes. But at the same time, when he figured all this time he was not the prideful sort, as someone who has reached such a high level of strength, even his level of pride is too great to agree to Diluc's provocative question. Whatever is left of him as He Sheng, the scholar, might agree to that and find it enticing for Diluc to dare, but He Xuan, the Calamity ghost king would not let it happen so easily. ]
Why the fuck would I want that?
[ One hand flies to the one the other has on his cock, fingers moving to shove it off, but his hands are on Diluc's hips in an instant, and immediately he is trying to do two things:
One, shove him down roughly down and against one side of the hotsprings, so he can position himself over the red. Two, well...it's not really trying. A sliver of water moves to uncap the bottle of oil they had brought with them. ]
[There isn't much Diluc will take lying down, including He Xuan. His strength is startling, his eyes widening as he's spun around and pinned against the wall of the hot spring, but he doesn't make so much as a peep.
Instead, he's silent as death until a laugh shakes its way out of his throat. How funny. Every man has their limit, and it seems He Xuan's is his pride. Diluc can't claim to be any better, offended by the notion that he'd willingly submit to anyone's demands while at the same time relishing the instinctual urge to fight.
He didn't come into this arrangement with any delusions of leaving it satisfied and fulfilled, but it seems he was wrong about that. He's just itching to bash He Xuan's head in. What more could he ask for?]
Don't take me for a man who will easily submit to you.
[He'll give He Xuan a chance to rethink his decision to challenge him, the water steadily growing hotter. This is a warning.]
[ A twisted sense of satisfaction runs through He Xuan at the fact the red head isn't even able to say a thing for that moment...but then, there's the laugh. ]
Do you really think you can intimidate me?
[ Diluc has such a fine control over heat, and flames. But water is He Xuan's domain. And he has more control over it now, than when he first arrived.
Easily, the water pulls away from the two of them, allowing Diluc's warning to not affect He Xuan much, and maybe spilling over to the other parts of their surroundings...probably to the detriment of the, you know, goddess that governs these lands.
But the fact the red head tried something like that...well, He Xuan is still allergic to smiling, and outwardly considers such resistances a nuisance at best. But it only spurs him on, doing well to add some form of unfortunate (?) excitement to this nonsense. ]
Even you have your limits.
[ He Xuan has the bottle in one hand, fingers already coated, absolutely relying on a very creative usage of water to hold it, while the other hand is holding down Diluc. He'll bring one finger first close to Diluc's entrance, and then, you know, begin to slip it in. ]
[Limits, eh? Insofar as sexual contact is concerned, those limits have yet to be established. The press of that finger makes Diluc tense, but he's moving shortly thereafter to throw his weight back in an effort to pin He Xuan to the other side of the springs. That might not dislodge He Xuan's finger from his body, but it ought to limit his range of movement a little.]
The same goes for you. I never said I'd let you do whatever you pleased with my body.
[And reaching a hand down, he wraps his fingers vice-tight around He Xuan's wrist. This close, the heavy beating of his heart can be easily felt, but Diluc isn't nervous. He isn't scared. If anything, some port of him might even enjoy the challenge He Xuan's posing.]
[ In retrospect, He Xuan should not have underestimated Diluc's amount of stubbornness; but it is the way of things when one is as powerful as he. If he had been holding the red-head down properly, even with just the one hand, he'd be better equipped to deal with the sudden movement he's made to make things more difficult with their positions.
So, for however short amount of time, this time Diluc's efforts have borne fruit, with him being pinned to said opposing side of the hot springs wall...or something to that effect. But the most surprising thing for him is when Dilcu dares to grab a hold of his wrist; the emotion momentarily writ on his face before fading quick. ]
Stronger beings than you have tried to command me and failed.
[ Which probably says a lot about how willing he is to follow demands.
Then with his now free hand he'll reach over to take a grip of the red head's pony tail, giving it a harsh, powerful yank with the intention of forcing the other man to let go of his wrist, or loosen it. Regardless, if his distraction tactic is successful, his next intention will be to see about using his own body weight to push Diluc back into the previous position as before. ]
[What they came here to do has been lost in translation somewhere between the urge to snap He Xuan's wrist and the force compelling him back against the side of the hot spring. He hasn't let go, though he's been forced down, realizing that resisting anymore would mean snapping and ending this man's life.
Would that be worth it? Killing this man to avenge his own pride when he's already given it up by putting himself in this position? Would it be worth giving up more than what he's already lost? How much more is there to lose?
Diluc doesn't deliberate long, arriving at his answer and going still, eerily still, and quiet for a long, long moment. He came here with a goal in mind, as did He Xuan. If he's going to use him, if they're going to use each other, Diluc only has one condition:]
Expect that everything you do to me will be returned to you tenfold. After this, if you so much as look at me when the others are around, I'll kill you.
[So do whatever you want to his body, He Xuan. Diluc won't stop you, but he'll insist on taking revenge when the moment comes.]
[ He Xuan, in the meanwhile, watches Diluc carefully and closely, perhaps a bit more than even before because of this small moment of roughhousing both of them so happened to be engaged in.
Though, when the other finally goes still and quiet...he still waits, patiently. He is a man who has waited centuries for his revenge. Even in a heated moment, impatience doesn't find him easy, and sure enough, Diluc's words come. ]
Tenfold? Fine, I dare you to try.
[ There is a certain curiosity to see what Diluc may attempt to (actually) unleash on him. He Xuan doubts that the man will be able to reach those standards even when their positions may be reversed. So the other is free to try to live up to that claim whenever he decides to insist on taking revenge. ]
But, if you think I could be killed by someone like you, you're a fool. An easily shamed one, at that.
[ His words are thorny, unlike the finger that's probably been jostled from its spot by now? Whatever the case, he'll resume what he was doing with it, just casually sliding it in. Here, since he's prepping him, he's at least careful for what are obvious reasons. But, he won't hesitate to add a second one soon enough. ]
[Diluc isn't relaxed by any means, back drawn tight like a bow, but he's a man of his word. He'll allow He Xuan to do as he pleases, but his every movement is one Diluc will remember, one he'll count against him when it comes time to seek revenge.
Frankly, he doesn't care if he comes to regret crossing paths with this man in the future. So long as he provides an easy path for Diluc to work towards his goal, it doesn't matter how roughly he treats him. He's had worse, much worse.]
Big words. We'll see what happens when the time comes. Until then, I'll be keeping score.
[Worked open on two fingers, Diluc bites down on his knuckle, the ache of being forced open unpleasant. At the same time, he's pushing his hips back to meet He Xuan's fingers, unwilling to be opened up, ripped apart, broken down without contributing to the effort. The sooner they can get this over with, the sooner he can make He Xuan regret accepting his proposition.]
[ If he were a loving, doting, and affectionate partner for the red-head, he'd tell him that it'd be best for him to relax, or something to that effect. As it is, that's not the case, and he doesn't care enough to do that.
He Xuan, is, of course, not conservative in his own movements; it's hard to be that way, even with two fingers deep inside of the other male. Though he does keep a close watch on the other man's face, scissoring the fingers in and out without much preamble, but not with absurdly harsh movements either; considering he isn't human, he still needs to watch out for that on the bare minimum.
At least for now. Speaking of which, He Xuan scoffs in the face of Diluc's words. ]
Feel free.
[ Leaving it at that, He Xuan is going to keep at it, and when there is give, he won't hesitate to ensure his fingers touch against that pleasurable spot inside the other man at least once. ]
[He's fine to forego conversation entirely in favor of silently enduring the pain of being forced open on those fingers... until a strange, almost electric sensation sparks low in his gut. Ah.
That almost felt— pleasant, all things considered, and Diluc shifts his hips as if something is wrong. Surely there's some sort of mistake. At no point in this tryst has Diluc considered that he might actually feel something akin to pleasure, so— what was that just now? A fluke, surely. Diluc adjusts his hips once more, as if that might spare him from that unusual feeling.]
[ He Xuan's no fool, he can read the signs of pleasure in the one beneath him, what that kind of reaction. If he were in pain, there'd be a clear expression to indicate as much. So he doesn't bother with any concern (not that he's going to exhibit much of that anyway.) Though, he can't help pressing his fingers against that spot again, before quickly drawing his fingers out, judging the preparation as good enough.
Once again, He Xuan isn't the impatient sort, not by a mile, but he also isn't willing to allow this to go on far longer than necessary. The bottle nearby them is utilized again, but this time for his own cock, which is at least decently-sized for a man of his height.
The ghost king then places one hand against Diluc's hip, and with the other begins to already guide his cock straight to the other's entrance, before also beginning to slide it in, albeit slowly. Even if it isn't exactly the gentle treatment. If Diluc feels he isn't ready, he'll say, as far as He Xuan is concerned. ]
[It doesn't feel good, per se, but it doesn't hurt. He Xuan is a rat bastard, but he went to lengths to prepare him properly, so if nothing else, he's at minimal risk if incurring Diluc's wrath again tonight.
For now, that is. He grits his teeth and hisses when He Xuan lines up their hips and presses his cock inside of him, coaxed open on it and forced to focus on his breathing to make his trespass tolerable. Exhaling makes it easier, loosely holding onto the side of the springs to keep himself upright until He Xuan is fully seated inside of him.
Though the irritation on his face is plain as day, Diluc doesn't so much as complain during the slow, tedious push inward. What an unpleasant feeling... This is exactly why he didn't want to be on the receiving end. Mark his words, He Xuan: Diluc will have his revenge.]
[ He Xuan is indeed what someone would call a very careful rat bastard. He has no intentions on making the person he's cooperated in doing this suffer immensely. There's also something to be said about ensuring at least a minimum amount of enjoyment means it serves it's purpose.
That being said, by now he certainly can't go back to being purely clinical about this. Especially not with how, quite frankly, unintentionally he displayed the sort of attitude he does somewhat tamper for the purposes of ensuring he gets what he wants. So when Diluc makes those expressions, he unapologetically drinks them in, and even purposefully continues to ensure that his movements are slow, though his own intake of breath is a little heavier. It's hard to be unaffected with that pleasurable, tight heat around his cock.
Diluc's solace is perhaps that He Xuan sees no reason to brag or talk much. Though, there is point where He Xuan places his other hand on the other male's bare hip so he now has even better leverage. Which is ideal as he pulls all the way out and then sheathes himself back in all the way in one thrust, testing how the red head will receive such a deep, rough thrust. Suffice to say, the idea that Diluc intends to get back at him is the furthest thing from his mind. ]
[...It's fine, these slow, measured thrusts. They give Diluc enough space to breathe, adjusting to the unusual sensation of being fucked into, but his first mistake was getting acclimated to a rhythm. Thinking he could map out He Xuan's movements to know exactly what to expect was a foolish thought.
When He Xuan draws out nearly all the way before brusquely fucking his way back in, Diluc bodily shivers, gritting his teeth while his hands curl into fists against the side of the springs. Does he receive it well? Hard to say when he's glaring at He Xuan, but there's little heat behind his gaze, vision swimming in and out of focus.
That hurt, but more unnervingly, it also felt good. If he's glaring at He Xuan for any reason in particular, it's for having the audacity to make him moan. More than a little mortifying, but it's fine, isn't it? He'll have his revenge in time. For now, he squeezes tightly around He Xuan's cock as a means to retaliate, make it a little more difficult to move inside of him as he pleases. The fact that this has begun to feel good is deeply vexing.]
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I don't suppose much more is necessary beyond handling this in the water.
[Unless He Xuan has a better understanding of what bathing as a kink entails... For now, Diluc's still fully dressed, staring down the hot springs. He'll undress just as soon as he knows what he's getting himself into here.]
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Anyway, let's try to make this serious instead of a meme-filled tag. ]
You'll need to get undressed first. And it will be more involved than simply sitting in the water naked.
[ Pointedly and bluntly. It's okay, He Xuan has no problems with leading Diluc. Think of it as gaining experience points in the sexy area. As an aside, this will at least be a simple matter because while he originally had no plans on fulfilling said squares...well, they know each other passingly, and they agreed on this for practical reasons.
As it is, it does help it's only the two of them now, and while He Xuan doesn't give too many cares about submerging himself in water while wearing clothing, it will be counterproductive in hot water. So he begins to efficiently strip himself of his own fabrics. ]
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Diluc's interest in gaining Sexy Points is minimal, but he does as suggested and strips out of his layers in an almost clinical fashion. There's no sense in taking his time, nor doing some ""sexy"" striptease when this arrangement of theirs is a purely transactional one. It helps that He Xuan undresses himself in a similar fashion, no time wasted for wanton stares or reddened cheeks. They're here with a goal in mind, after all, and it's not to grow any closer to each other.
Of note, Diluc has quite the menagerie of scars on his frame... and he's apparently quite blessed in the dick department. Use it or lose it does not apply here, clearly. Diluc lowers himself into the hot spring.]
I figured as much. This square suggests some degree of sexual contact, but there must be a lower limit.
[Diluc doesn't care to do much more than the square requires him to. Why waste the effort when that effort can be applied elsewhere?]
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Jokes aside, He Xuan has also done them a favor and brought alongside some washing rags, for perhaps...during or after; whatever, they're in the water, that counts as bathing already in his book. Also, at least it also seems Diluc very well knows what they're getting into here, and not much showing of any nerves. ]
As long as both of us get off in the water, I'm sure that will count. Just by being in the hot springs, we're already bathing.
[ This is coincidentally the most shameless he's been in awhile, but he will wait for the red head to enter into the springs as well. Anyway, assuming that he does...Diluc is free to notice that the water feels a little more inviting than it might normally be, and that might be because He Xuan's power involves control over all things wet. But, he doesn't bother doing much else with it, considering the heat is pleasant enough.
In the end, doing this too clinical will not make them get hot under the skin. So, the ghost king reaches with one hand, aiming to touch Diluc's cheek, just to see what he'd like, while his other hand will aim for his side, and then boldly lower, to the prize between his legs. Be also advised that, despite the warm water, He Xuan's skin and touch is by default, a bit cold. ]
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He's a little less certain once they enter the water, and direct consequence of his Vision is the way the hot springs grows a little hotter once he's submerged himself in it.
The water feels... different, somehow, but he's too distracted by He Xuan's touch to linger long on that thought. His muscles tense beneath He Xuan's fingertips, giving away the anxiety he so easily masks on his face. This is all new to him, the first time he's been intimately touched, and perhaps he should've issued a warning because of that.
Instead, he cuts off any potential questioning by tipping his head to the side and claiming He Xuan's lips. Even with He Xuan's hand on his groin, he needs a little more than that to get into it. As clinically as they're handling this, a little bit of intimacy is still necessary.]
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If Diluc had or has an issue with what they're doing, he'd have made it known by now.
That said, He Xuan certainly knows the value of foreplay. Sure, it's been ages since he has had a partner, but technique in this sort of thing doesn't exactly vanish into thin air. He recalls the tension he has felt underneath his fingertips, which are thankfully for Diluc's sake currently blunted. Though it does signal to him some manner of anxiety, and If not for the fact he finds their situation annoying, he'd be more amused. The added heat is felt acutely by him regardless, and he even seems to welcome the kiss, deepening it in what is admittedly less clinical and more heated by necessity.
His hand that has been lightly and gingerly touching the red head's cock, wraps fingers around it properly, giving what are measured strokes in the midst of their kissing. ]
sorry for the delay lum!! i was out of town for a trip
He's never been touched by anyone before, and he tenses whenever He Xuan's fingers stroke over a particularly sensitive area. He fights back gasps and sighs, but they manage to leak out between their kisses regardless. Embarrassing. He wanted this to be as impersonal as possible, but he's realizing now it's impossible not to react when he's being touched so intimately. As a consequence, he jerks at He Xuan a little harder.]
That's all good, life happens 'u'
And he is likely losing his virginity to a cold ghost king.
Easily, he pulls back from the kiss, licking his wet lips, and then moving so that he's close to the other's ear. ]
I wonder how you will taste.
[ His voice is husky, deep with arousal...having someone's hand moving on his length will due that to a person, even him. But he will also sink his teeth into soft skin of the other man's neck, careful enough not to have his teeth pierce skin. The hand around Diluc's cock, however? Gives a few, well-adjusted squeezes. ]
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Even so? He stiffens when those words hit his ear. His immediate, kneejerk reaction is to do anything but shudder and moan like an eager partner might, instead firming up his grip on He Xuan's cock and pumping it harder. It's easier to look at this like a fight rather than a tryst, easier to bite back than it is to lay back and take it. He'd repay that bite with one of his own, but Diluc doesn't trust himself not to draw blood.]
...You aren't expecting to take the lead here, are you?
[Will you let the virgin top, He Xuan?]
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But, he also thinks it is natural doing this sort of thing that both parties are bound to enjoy it on a physical level, including right now. That said, he hasn't anticipated that Diluc would react the way he does, a surprised, strangled grunt escaping him. His other hand that is resting against the other male's hip grips tightens inadvertently, doubtlessly making bruises in the skin, not minding his strength. ]
What other possibility would there be?
[ Obviously, He Xuan has no intention of letting the virgin top easily. He dares to slide the hand from the other's hip to his back, the target being the rear and dares to give it a slap, wow, maybe to distract Diluc. Meanwhile his other hand? He's having it roughly adjust in its movements along Diluc's length, thumb even swiping skillfully over the tip. ]
that gag tag was too real
It doesn't feel bad, however, that ache in his hip. Diluc's learning he'd much rather be handled with a coarse touch than be slowly worked open like the delicate maiden he absolutely is not, and it's that provocative smack on the ass that riles him out of whatever anxious energy still remained within him.
He has a better grasp on the situation now, a better read, and he's watching where the cracks form whenever He Xuan's caught by surprise or cedes just a little too easily to the stroking of his fingers. He's learning, mirroring He Xuan's movements and intently studying his face to see what works and what doesn't... but his inexperience remains an issue. Reaching down, he pushes He Xuan's thumb off the tip of his cock. He's sensitive, man.]
Is that what you had intended all along? To be taken by me?
[That almost sounds insulting, perhaps only because it's Diluc who's saying it, but he's asking seriously.]
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He honestly enjoys the idea of someone challenging him more than he realizes. But at the same time, when he figured all this time he was not the prideful sort, as someone who has reached such a high level of strength, even his level of pride is too great to agree to Diluc's provocative question. Whatever is left of him as He Sheng, the scholar, might agree to that and find it enticing for Diluc to dare, but He Xuan, the Calamity ghost king would not let it happen so easily. ]
Why the fuck would I want that?
[ One hand flies to the one the other has on his cock, fingers moving to shove it off, but his hands are on Diluc's hips in an instant, and immediately he is trying to do two things:
One, shove him down roughly down and against one side of the hotsprings, so he can position himself over the red.
Two, well...it's not really trying. A sliver of water moves to uncap the bottle of oil they had brought with them. ]
Submit yourself to me.
[ But will Diluc take it without a fight? ]
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Instead, he's silent as death until a laugh shakes its way out of his throat. How funny. Every man has their limit, and it seems He Xuan's is his pride. Diluc can't claim to be any better, offended by the notion that he'd willingly submit to anyone's demands while at the same time relishing the instinctual urge to fight.
He didn't come into this arrangement with any delusions of leaving it satisfied and fulfilled, but it seems he was wrong about that. He's just itching to bash He Xuan's head in. What more could he ask for?]
Don't take me for a man who will easily submit to you.
[He'll give He Xuan a chance to rethink his decision to challenge him, the water steadily growing hotter. This is a warning.]
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Do you really think you can intimidate me?
[ Diluc has such a fine control over heat, and flames. But water is He Xuan's domain. And he has more control over it now, than when he first arrived.
Easily, the water pulls away from the two of them, allowing Diluc's warning to not affect He Xuan much, and maybe spilling over to the other parts of their surroundings...probably to the detriment of the, you know, goddess that governs these lands.
But the fact the red head tried something like that...well, He Xuan is still allergic to smiling, and outwardly considers such resistances a nuisance at best. But it only spurs him on, doing well to add some form of unfortunate (?) excitement to this nonsense. ]
Even you have your limits.
[ He Xuan has the bottle in one hand, fingers already coated, absolutely relying on a very creative usage of water to hold it, while the other hand is holding down Diluc. He'll bring one finger first close to Diluc's entrance, and then, you know, begin to slip it in. ]
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The same goes for you. I never said I'd let you do whatever you pleased with my body.
[And reaching a hand down, he wraps his fingers vice-tight around He Xuan's wrist. This close, the heavy beating of his heart can be easily felt, but Diluc isn't nervous. He isn't scared. If anything, some port of him might even enjoy the challenge He Xuan's posing.]
Remove your finger before I break your wrist.
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So, for however short amount of time, this time Diluc's efforts have borne fruit, with him being pinned to said opposing side of the hot springs wall...or something to that effect. But the most surprising thing for him is when Dilcu dares to grab a hold of his wrist; the emotion momentarily writ on his face before fading quick. ]
Stronger beings than you have tried to command me and failed.
[ Which probably says a lot about how willing he is to follow demands.
Then with his now free hand he'll reach over to take a grip of the red head's pony tail, giving it a harsh, powerful yank with the intention of forcing the other man to let go of his wrist, or loosen it. Regardless, if his distraction tactic is successful, his next intention will be to see about using his own body weight to push Diluc back into the previous position as before. ]
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Would that be worth it? Killing this man to avenge his own pride when he's already given it up by putting himself in this position? Would it be worth giving up more than what he's already lost? How much more is there to lose?
Diluc doesn't deliberate long, arriving at his answer and going still, eerily still, and quiet for a long, long moment. He came here with a goal in mind, as did He Xuan. If he's going to use him, if they're going to use each other, Diluc only has one condition:]
Expect that everything you do to me will be returned to you tenfold. After this, if you so much as look at me when the others are around, I'll kill you.
[So do whatever you want to his body, He Xuan. Diluc won't stop you, but he'll insist on taking revenge when the moment comes.]
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Though, when the other finally goes still and quiet...he still waits, patiently. He is a man who has waited centuries for his revenge. Even in a heated moment, impatience doesn't find him easy, and sure enough, Diluc's words come. ]
Tenfold? Fine, I dare you to try.
[ There is a certain curiosity to see what Diluc may attempt to (actually) unleash on him. He Xuan doubts that the man will be able to reach those standards even when their positions may be reversed. So the other is free to try to live up to that claim whenever he decides to insist on taking revenge. ]
But, if you think I could be killed by someone like you, you're a fool. An easily shamed one, at that.
[ His words are thorny, unlike the finger that's probably been jostled from its spot by now? Whatever the case, he'll resume what he was doing with it, just casually sliding it in. Here, since he's prepping him, he's at least careful for what are obvious reasons. But, he won't hesitate to add a second one soon enough. ]
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Frankly, he doesn't care if he comes to regret crossing paths with this man in the future. So long as he provides an easy path for Diluc to work towards his goal, it doesn't matter how roughly he treats him. He's had worse, much worse.]
Big words. We'll see what happens when the time comes. Until then, I'll be keeping score.
[Worked open on two fingers, Diluc bites down on his knuckle, the ache of being forced open unpleasant. At the same time, he's pushing his hips back to meet He Xuan's fingers, unwilling to be opened up, ripped apart, broken down without contributing to the effort. The sooner they can get this over with, the sooner he can make He Xuan regret accepting his proposition.]
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He Xuan, is, of course, not conservative in his own movements; it's hard to be that way, even with two fingers deep inside of the other male. Though he does keep a close watch on the other man's face, scissoring the fingers in and out without much preamble, but not with absurdly harsh movements either; considering he isn't human, he still needs to watch out for that on the bare minimum.
At least for now. Speaking of which, He Xuan scoffs in the face of Diluc's words. ]
Feel free.
[ Leaving it at that, He Xuan is going to keep at it, and when there is give, he won't hesitate to ensure his fingers touch against that pleasurable spot inside the other man at least once. ]
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That almost felt— pleasant, all things considered, and Diluc shifts his hips as if something is wrong. Surely there's some sort of mistake. At no point in this tryst has Diluc considered that he might actually feel something akin to pleasure, so— what was that just now? A fluke, surely. Diluc adjusts his hips once more, as if that might spare him from that unusual feeling.]
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Once again, He Xuan isn't the impatient sort, not by a mile, but he also isn't willing to allow this to go on far longer than necessary. The bottle nearby them is utilized again, but this time for his own cock, which is at least decently-sized for a man of his height.
The ghost king then places one hand against Diluc's hip, and with the other begins to already guide his cock straight to the other's entrance, before also beginning to slide it in, albeit slowly. Even if it isn't exactly the gentle treatment. If Diluc feels he isn't ready, he'll say, as far as He Xuan is concerned. ]
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For now, that is. He grits his teeth and hisses when He Xuan lines up their hips and presses his cock inside of him, coaxed open on it and forced to focus on his breathing to make his trespass tolerable. Exhaling makes it easier, loosely holding onto the side of the springs to keep himself upright until He Xuan is fully seated inside of him.
Though the irritation on his face is plain as day, Diluc doesn't so much as complain during the slow, tedious push inward. What an unpleasant feeling... This is exactly why he didn't want to be on the receiving end. Mark his words, He Xuan: Diluc will have his revenge.]
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That being said, by now he certainly can't go back to being purely clinical about this. Especially not with how, quite frankly, unintentionally he displayed the sort of attitude he does somewhat tamper for the purposes of ensuring he gets what he wants. So when Diluc makes those expressions, he unapologetically drinks them in, and even purposefully continues to ensure that his movements are slow, though his own intake of breath is a little heavier. It's hard to be unaffected with that pleasurable, tight heat around his cock.
Diluc's solace is perhaps that He Xuan sees no reason to brag or talk much. Though, there is point where He Xuan places his other hand on the other male's bare hip so he now has even better leverage. Which is ideal as he pulls all the way out and then sheathes himself back in all the way in one thrust, testing how the red head will receive such a deep, rough thrust. Suffice to say, the idea that Diluc intends to get back at him is the furthest thing from his mind. ]
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When He Xuan draws out nearly all the way before brusquely fucking his way back in, Diluc bodily shivers, gritting his teeth while his hands curl into fists against the side of the springs. Does he receive it well? Hard to say when he's glaring at He Xuan, but there's little heat behind his gaze, vision swimming in and out of focus.
That hurt, but more unnervingly, it also felt good. If he's glaring at He Xuan for any reason in particular, it's for having the audacity to make him moan. More than a little mortifying, but it's fine, isn't it? He'll have his revenge in time. For now, he squeezes tightly around He Xuan's cock as a means to retaliate, make it a little more difficult to move inside of him as he pleases. The fact that this has begun to feel good is deeply vexing.]
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