Sunset colored kisses

Kaeya Alberich | 1.16k

Kaeya had always imagined how he'd die.

War, explosions, Jean's wrath, chronic disease? Check. Crushed under the weight of all the hearts he'd broken, wine overdose? Of course! Heck, he had even considered being poisoned by Diluc once.

But what he hadn't actually taken into account at all, was being dispersed into dust by the humble librarian of the knights of Favonius-of all people. 

Maybe he should have, considering the fact that it would be inevitable after whatever the fuck was going on inside her treasured library right now. 

A small gasp escapes the Cavalry captain's lips as his back hits one of the bookshelves with a small thud, chest against yours. You, unaware of the fate that might await him if Lisa caught the smallest whiff of this rather unholy deed, pressed closer in haste. And something in the back of Kaeya's consciousness dissipates. 

"Well aren't we a little too eager today?" He hums (he honestly didn't know where he suddenly got all this confidence from, but oh well). 

Fuck Lisa, Kaeya thinks. If this is going to be the last day of his life, he'd rather spend it frenching his favourite officer.

He stares back down at you, your eyes travelling around the space; probably too embarrassed to meet his. And he notices a few things. Just a few unnecessary things; like how you smell like vanilla and bergamot mixed with sweat, how the silver pendant around your neck was worn a little higher today and just how pleasant the rustling of your chiffon shirt sounded against his own. 

His eyes had found residence on your breathtaking features again.

And oh shit. He'd also have to remind you to button up the few upper slots that came undone while trying to corner the Cavalry captain to a safer corner.

"Shut up, Alberich," you scoff, hands fisting the collars of his uniform- smirking. Kaeya's breath hitches at that, heart almost too eager to jump out of his ribcage. "And quit staring."

He wasn't the biggest fan of silence, like the one right now. It was painful, even more so with your hot breath brushing his face, hands resting on his chest. The captain doesn't dare to blink, tracing your features that were now being bathed by the setting sun. 

"What are you even looking at?" Kaeya laughs at that, his thoughts yet again dragged away by you. His arms find solace around your waist, squeezing your form a tad bit closer.

"Ah," he says, eyes twinkling as they land on your lips. "Just the cuisine in front of me."

And you can't help but feel a bubble up in your throat. And when you let it out, a puff of delighted, airy laughter- warm and enticing- more than just enough to devour his sense of rationality.

"Want a taste?" You' wished to retort, he supposes- but he was never one to wait for an offer. And thus, the taunt dies an untimely death in your throat as his lips moulded into yours. Moving painstakingly slowly against yours- blurring the line between pleasure and torture. His hand rests against your waist while the other gently grabs hold of your wrist- just to pin you against the shelf. 

Kaeya takes his time to let go of your wrist and web his hand through yours. Your fingers curl around his, giving it a gentle squeeze. And at that- he, eyes fluttering open wide, stares at it for a while, hoping it's just as warm as he imagines.

He nibbles on your lips, smiling when he feels your nails dig into his shoulders. He bites your lower lip, smirking when a whimper escapes your mouth and seizes the opportunity to slide his tongue inside. Another whimper and he feels the need to pick up his pace. And he does.

You pull him closer almost greedily. Closing your eyes, you let him reforget and explore every cavern of your mouth. 

Heat rose from the pit of Kaeya's stomach to his chest. And then it spread everywhere else like a wildfire- too fast to tame. And so thinks it's a good idea to press closer again, and again- until his heat consumes the both of you as whole.

The hand intertwining yours lets go, travels down to play with the perfectly tucked in end of your shirt. A heartbeat, and the cavalry captain feels your back arch at what was his rather rough, gloved hand grazing against your skin that hid underneath. You shakily groan into the kiss as he draws comforting circles on your exposed skin-shivering every now and then at the sensation.

It was as if time had stopped for Kaeya Alberich, as you both stood there enjoying each other's warmth, glued together. The otherwise silent library was in chaos with your heavy breaths resonating around. It was as if no one else existed, nor was there any risk of Kaeya's soul was to be eviscerated from his body by Lisa the moment she barges in.

For now, all Kaeya could think of was you, your forehead, beaded with sweat resting against his. His mind was fixated on your dewy scent and the softness of your hand on his jaw- pushing him apart for a much needed breather and then, smiling. 

He smiles too, just to realise how much his facial muscles hurt. Kaeya doesn't know if it's from all the kissing or how wide his grin was stretching. He doesn't feel the need to, somehow. 

"How was the taste, Captain?" You tease. It came out as a low, airy whisper (thanks to all that kissing, he supposes). Something very out of character for you. And it drives Kaeya crazy, leaving him wanting for more. 

He hums, tilting his head. "It was good, I suppose-" and realises how low and equally kiss bitten his voice was, "-but I would like to reassess."

"Oh really?" You muse, one hand still lost in his blue locks while the other rested on his jaw in peace. "I see we have to run the quest again," pause. "-Can't disobey the captain, can we?"

And the next thing he knows is your lips hovering over his, hot and ragged breaths ghosting over his face. The keen sense of rationality Kaeya Alberich took such a great pride in, dissolves again as he pushes himself closer to your warmth. You take a deep breath before letting your lips meet his, and when you do, Kaeya feels a smile pressed against his. He smiles back, inhaling your soul as the hand on his jaw brings him closer- deepening the kiss.

And at this very moment, he worries about neither Lisa nor his impending death. All that mattered, as of now, was the maddening symphonies of your hearts rapidly racing, a foreign sound rushing in his ears and an unfamiliar yet soothing wave of comfort washing over the shore of his chest.

And it is when he realises. 

Kaeya Alberich was falling in love with you.

Shit.