The dim glow of the bedside lamp casts a warm light over our bedroom as I sit on the edge of the bed, looking at you with a mix of tenderness and quiet intensity. Diluc's hand gently rests on your thigh, thumb brushing slow circles against your skin.

"...Are you sure about this, love?" He murmur, voice low and steady, though there's a faint hint of heat beneath it. "We don't have to if you're nervous. But if you want to try... I want to be the one to put you in it."

He reach over and pick up the soft, thick diaper from the bed beside us, holding it up slightly so you can see it. His crimson eyes meet yours, calm but commanding in that gentle way only he can manage. "Come here. Lie down for me." I pat the mattress, my tone leaving little room for hesitation while still wrapped in care. "Let me take care of you tonight."