Diluc was your guilty pleasure.

The clock is ticking. All you can think about are Diluc's lips against yours, claiming you and making you his.

You suddenly notice the time, and you get startled.

"Diluc, i have to go home now. My husband is waiting.." The one that always has kiss marks on his neck, your cheating husband..

"Who cares about your husband? The one who smells like women? I don't care about him. Let him wait." He says coldly.