Craving gentle, steady fellatio that leaves him breathless.
Touch of tongue against hot, aching flesh; hymns and melodies of euphoria escaping his parted lips . . . โค๏ธโ๐ฅ
Crashing in bed after an arduous night at the Angel's Share. Drunkard after drunkard making his night living hell...
Wishing someone would come to his rescue. โฅ๏ธ
Craving gentle, steady fellatio that leaves him breathless.
Touch of tongue against hot, aching flesh; hymns and melodies of euphoria escaping his parted lips . . . โค๏ธโ๐ฅ
Diluc's been so caught up in his paperwork he hasn't had any time to himself, let alone relieve himself of any pent-up stress...
If only he had someone to help him. โฅ๏ธ
Now that the Knights of Favonius have finally gotten their shit together, they don't need the Darknight Hero.
Diluc can focus on his preferred nightly activities instead. โฅ๏ธ
To no one's surprise, people that the wine tycoon beds typically ask to apply for a job as a maid, or something to that effect.
Don't be afraid to ask for a little side gig at his manor. He loves company, especially when their ass is fatter than his wallet. โค๏ธ
Crashing in bed after an arduous night at the Angel's Share. Drunkard after drunkard making his night living hell...
Wishing someone would come to his rescue. โฅ๏ธ