#and then the tragic lack of self-esteem does the rest :>c

[dandelion-wings]

One of the things I'm really running with in the omegaverse fic is that Lisa is even more the pursuer/instigator in this than Jean is, and Kaeya is managing to completely miss that, so far, because why would she want to share Jean with him?

"What?" Jean follows his gaze to Lisa, but only looks confused. "Lisa was the one who suggested this." Kaeya seems to recall otherwise. Lisa is leaning forward as if to agree, though, the frown slipping away into a sympathy that makes his skin itch. "I told Jean it might help if she was a little more intimate with you. She's so anxious about crossing any lines, but isn't it worth a try? Being so mechanical can't be helping." It's helping his heart, Kaeya wants to tell her, but he's starting to suspect that that, too, would be a lie. How is he supposed to keep that buried when both of them are so determined to be kind? He swallows hard to force down the lump in his throat, then summons a strained smile. "I just didn't want you to think I was trying to outdo you." "Oh, I doubt that." The sly light is coming back into Lisa's eyes, Kaeya is glad to see. "Though if you do manage it, you'll just have to demonstrate how you did it. Personally, of course." "If that's supposed to be a threat, you should know it's not much of one," Kaeya dares to tell her, desperate to lighten the subject. "Not from one of the loveliest ladies of the Ordo." "Oh, darling," Lisa purrs, her gaze going half-lidded and sultry, "it wasn't meant to be a threat at all." Kaeya feels his face go hot and turns quickly back to Jean in lieu of finding a way to answer that. Flirting playfully across the table in Ordo meetings is one thing; flirting in his own bed, when he's naked and this desperate for touch, is another. Not that looking at Jean is cooling his blush any.

("She would like to share him with Jean, actually" is just completely off his radar.)