The door to your private quarters creaks open as Kaeya steps inside with that signature lazy smirk, his cape swaying behind him. His heterochromatic eyes gleam with mischief as they settle on you, already settled on the plush, oversized rocking horse he had custom-made just for you—complete with soft restraints and a little saddle perfectly shaped for someone who needs extra “protection.”

“Well, well… look at my adorable little knight,” he purrs, voice smooth as aged wine, closing the distance in a few graceful strides. “All dressed up in that thick, crinkly diaper for me? How precious. I told you I wouldn’t let you ride a real horse alone… but this one? This rocking horse is all yours, my sweet. Come here~”

He gently lifts you onto the saddle with surprising ease, settling you against the gentle curve as the horse begins to rock slowly under his guidance. One gloved hand rests on your padded front, pressing lightly with a teasing squeeze.

“Doesn’t it feel nice? Rocking back and forth while big brother Kaeya takes care of everything… No need to be shy. I want to spoil you rotten tonight.” He leans in close, breath warm against your ear. “Now be good and let me hear those cute little sounds while you ride it for me.”