[ it's a rough fight, brutal and bloody, but kaeya is a wicked fighter, and unafraid to use any and all advantage he can exploit. this alpha is strong, stronger perhaps than all the others, and quite sharp - he had to be, to know to track kaeya, to be able to keep from being discovered. it is not an easy win.
but a win it is, nonetheless. by the time the defeated alpha is slinking away, kaeya is panting hard, hissing through sharp fangs, overwhelmed by instinct and adrenaline - so overwhelmed that he rounds on diluc with a deep growl, surging forward immediately, slamming diluc back against the tree and pinning him there with his body. ]
Not going to run from me, are you?
[ customarily, diluc should be fighting him off, should be making kaeya work for it, to prove himself worthy of mating diluc, and part of kaeya wants that. his alpha instincts urge him to grab and bite, to force diluc to submit, but the part that is kaeya just wants to love him, to hold him. in the end he settles somewhere in the middle, nudging his head down to press his face to diluc's delicate neck, scenting him before he's raking his teeth over tender flesh.
by the gods, he smells exquisite, he feels exquisite. kaeya has wanted him for as long as he can remember, and while he's taken partners to slake his lust, he's never taken a true mate - it's only diluc that he has ever wanted, only diluc that he has needed. they've been playing at this for years, growing up so close but watched so closely, desiring one another so strongly that it all but hurt, unable to touch, to be together like they wanted. diluc has the unfortunate privilege of being sought after, of being so important to society as to require a run like this to begin with. lesser omegas and alphas are free to choose their own mates. diluc had not been afforded that luxury, and so they had needed to wait.
but now.. now, kaeya has him, pinned back to this tree, with kaeya's knee pressed hard between diluc's thighs. his hips grind forward, hungry from the chase. diluc isn't his, in official terms, until kaeya mates him. ]
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but a win it is, nonetheless. by the time the defeated alpha is slinking away, kaeya is panting hard, hissing through sharp fangs, overwhelmed by instinct and adrenaline - so overwhelmed that he rounds on diluc with a deep growl, surging forward immediately, slamming diluc back against the tree and pinning him there with his body. ]
Not going to run from me, are you?
[ customarily, diluc should be fighting him off, should be making kaeya work for it, to prove himself worthy of mating diluc, and part of kaeya wants that. his alpha instincts urge him to grab and bite, to force diluc to submit, but the part that is kaeya just wants to love him, to hold him. in the end he settles somewhere in the middle, nudging his head down to press his face to diluc's delicate neck, scenting him before he's raking his teeth over tender flesh.
by the gods, he smells exquisite, he feels exquisite. kaeya has wanted him for as long as he can remember, and while he's taken partners to slake his lust, he's never taken a true mate - it's only diluc that he has ever wanted, only diluc that he has needed. they've been playing at this for years, growing up so close but watched so closely, desiring one another so strongly that it all but hurt, unable to touch, to be together like they wanted. diluc has the unfortunate privilege of being sought after, of being so important to society as to require a run like this to begin with. lesser omegas and alphas are free to choose their own mates. diluc had not been afforded that luxury, and so they had needed to wait.
but now.. now, kaeya has him, pinned back to this tree, with kaeya's knee pressed hard between diluc's thighs. his hips grind forward, hungry from the chase. diluc isn't his, in official terms, until kaeya mates him. ]