Rosaria: Cold Kisses
Life had been very cruel for the young girl that would be the icy nun and she had thought that what she had learned to survive that and it had taught her things that as a grown woman had been something she wished she never knew for while. Getting to Mondstadt she had found a job in the church as the heavy hitter in case jobs had to be done, for many people knew of her past work.
Acting like a fresh breeze in her life had been Kaeya. Starting from her work in the church they had found the other to be someone they could confide in when getting away from their work. Then someone they could work with when something a little more tactical was needed, and then finally it happened that they would just start sleeping together and being a couple behind closed doors.
She wasn't the type to gush, but it did feel good to have him there versus having to deal with the activities of the church when some for the sisters could be either a bit dim, a bit soft, or a bit of both which often made problems worse for any conman or woman worth her mora. Barbara had been beginning to wonder about them as she would often come back with marks that were often hidden by her long hair but on occasion found by the most studious of the sisters.
There was not a threat or something that could be said to get her to back off and if there was it was an even chance that her big sister would be roped to help find out. She couldn't honestly get herself to do it either as she had to tell herself that even if she had managed the will to do it, she saw the idol singer as something of a little sister herself.
It was just a point of aggravation though coming in the church again and feeling a very shrewd pair of bright blue eyes under a set of blonde tails seemingly trying to gather information. She had a soft spot for people she had just learned to keep far enough from the common folk that she would not get it hurt by anyone with a plan to, if they did not know who her loved ones are then there was little chance for them to be the focus of an attack. A safety measure in times where battle could erupt between so many forces, she knew that.
She loved the dark and the sensual, and the pleasures of the world when she had the time to enjoy them properly, but when it came to admiration and love, well when people found out what was such things then her enemies would take them from her or attempt to in a try to cause the most emotional damage one could. It was a play she had seen before and when it happened last time to her it nearly made her sob from the loss of life until she had to stuff those then mighty emotions back in the box.
Those who could survive would then be either taken as the children of their own or would be victims of prolonged torture. In either case it often meant to those surviving the attack that they wish they didn't. Years had passed since then but it had still stuck with her how low she felt. If it had happened again her mind panicked about what would need to be done just to keep her heart in one piece, and it was enough that she mused that maybe she would just have to mourn when she had the opportunity.
Kaeya knew of what happened, and why she acted so cold to some, because at his position he had to know a lot of secrets and for what wasn't volunteered was easily acceptable due to his title of Captain, which was useful to get some people who did not want to talk to open up.
It made her prickly to know some of the knights had access to the info but as he explained itself it did give her some comfort when it seemed truly he was not the kind to use such things against her. Back when they met he was just a lazy knight like she was just a lazy nun, neither preferred the boring pieces of their job and would instead go to the bar, or a field, or somewhere where they did not need to be bothered, so in reality when she came to the city and became a sister.
They had been running into each other and felt in just running away there was not a whole lot of areas for both of them to hide as individuals so it left them either to turn the other in or to do their hiding away as a unit and from there. Diluc was not happy with any form of work for works own sake and that was also in the realm of paperwork, for if it had to be done double or in triplicate he would as a knight find his way out either to sleep in the library, to try and get Jean to relax or would try to head back to the winery before anyone got wise about it.
She had been someone who had seen Diluc as the knight and it did not fit his image as much as the winery owner and the darkflame hero, she knew about that as well and while many others could not put together who would be the only person to dress in such a fashion, he loved his black jacket after all and she was baffled how anyone could not find that the dashing hero of the night in Mondstadt was the winery owner who wore the same thing.
That was all in her mind as she had taken the walk down to the church upon hearing that the acting Grand Master was gone on a trip and would not be back until the late evening. Which meant there was one person in the office and during those moment she had to take the time and make his life as interesting as possible.
Walking down in her full habit and wanted to see exactly what she could force him into. Walking down the streets she had turned past the pair of guards at the door knowing she was accepted to go in and closed the door behind her. The checkered tile on the floor was well glossy, a result of the maid's work and the library was a good place to while away some hours sober, but what she wanted was in the office and seeing that no one else was coming down.
Cracking the rich wood door had led to the office as scene of desks to windows and curtains that made everything feel much more extravagant then it was. On the right had been a small raised landing where a bookshelf covered the wall and a ladder had come equipped to get the highest of books of the shelves.
Rosaria knew she looked good, and because of how she trained it was clear that she had been working to keep it. The only problem really had come from the chest binding she used at first, it was not enough to keep her secure, and as Kaeya knew and loved to play with her chest out of the bindings was about two sizes bigger then they looked.
He never minded or made her feel like any less about it, in fact when she had tried one night to take him to bed and not known what do he had taken the time to teach how such things were to be done going through the effort even drinking coffee to sober up. He very rarely did that but her drinking that coffee and having it all come back to what she did and seeing him there not looking at her hips or legs or chest but her face and her hair, and she felt a twinge of more then just arousal and she could not be lost any quicker.
Since then, she had been more and more comfortable to try new things and whenever she felt bad or had been drinking hard due to something bothering her she would just feel his arms around him and roll over on the bed remarking that 'tomorrow was there to do such things if the need persisted' It echoed sappy to her but she could only remember smiling in his chest and going to sleep, waking up with everything on.
Here though she had the action, and she made use of it letting the heels of her shoes tap the tile while she took in the form of Kaeya lost in thought staring at the sky out of the window.
She made sure to put one hand to her hips as she walked in and popped her hip a little more on each step when she could feel the warming weight of his eyes on her body. For the Cryo element he had gotten he was much warmer then she would expect and it was a nice reprieve in the winter to feel his body warm and hard against her.
Now though, she had the office to herself and looking out the window it was clear that no one was even gazing in their direction making this a lot more thrilling as she pulled the curtains closed, and seeing they were already done for the other window in the room and extended one long leg to rest digging its heel in the cushion to the right of his head.
Kaeya's eyes had been taking a long path up her leg and upon kicking the chair back she had been able to settle on his lap before his body unfurled from it resting on the floor with the chair now blocking some view if anyone like Klee had tried to run in.
'My someone is aggressive. Tell me what brought this on.'
"Close your eyes and just enjoy it you lazy knight."she ordered mockingly
Chuckling at her request he had done so and she shifted, a lot actually and she knew this game, she found as did he that she was very good at this game and she could go for hours just sending little things for his body to take in before it short circuited and they ravished each other like they hadn't in a year.
Her outfit always provided a lot of tactile information, the lacing of her leggings, and the heavier leather of her skirt and the dandelion cotton of her blouse cool and her fingers nimbly gliding sometimes setting fire to his skin as she would poke and prod and grasp and make him gasp and grit his teeth and enjoy it while his hands had found their way up to her hips where she could smile as he had maneuvered his finger past the front and back skirt and let his hands rest under the crossed threads to her warm skin now getting much warmer from his hands.
She had seen him close his eye, the other being under the eyepatch and allowed herself to revel in the action, biting her lip from the contact and wanting so much more, both knowing that it was not going to be on the menu for at least a few more hours and that when they returned to a house that was once a safe house but now more of a home to the pair when no one else could be found. Basking from the feeling she let her eyes close as his thumb had done those half circles he knew would drive her up a wall, going just far enough back that her body arched into it.
There was no sound but the feeling of her weight shifting slightly had been enough for the smirk to show on his face and she had to pout lightly before lowering herself on him for a chaste kiss cold and sweet, and while his arms snaked over her ready to deliver more of the cold kisses to him until they would be found.