"Come," Diluc flashes you a soft smile - something demanding lurking behind the sweet tilt of his lips. He holds out a gloved hand, his fingers curling in a come hither motion. The other hand pushes at his desk, his chair scraping against the floor as you move towards him.

You're aware he'd rather see you on his lap, but you settle on his desk instead - noting the subtle arch of his brow. The owner of the Dawn Winery chuckles, leaning forward to press an affectionate kiss against your knee before he shifts back against his chair.

"I do have paperwork to get to," he comments with a smile, gesturing towards the papers right next to you. "Hm. It doesn't matter anyway," he sighs, running his gloved fingers through his ponytail.

"I spoil you too much, don't I?" He wonders out loud, standing and pushing his chair back before he moves towards you again, his hands cupping your jaw.