Dawn winery is known well for its finest yield of grapes. Carefully tended and watered by the staff, and gently pollinated by anemo crystal flies giving the grapes a more unique taste compared to standard farming.
When taking care of the plants it takes alot of water to maintain the vineyard, almost a hundred trips down to the river for buckets of water. Plants are meant to be watered in the morning, by the time it reaches the afternoon you run the risk of damaging the plants from the heat and sun combined with water.
A staff member knocked in dilucs bedroom door and woke him up from his slumber, he had maybe gotten five hours of sleep due to his nightly patrol looking for the abyss.
He reluctantly got out of bed and greeted the staff member half awake. " Morning sir. What is it?"
The man seemed to have a nervous look of panic across his face as he described the current problem. " We are currently short staffed for the duties to maintain the watering! We are down three team members and are looking for any help we can muster, I even sent someone to springvale in hopes of acquiring a few more helping hands."
Diluc rubbed his face and then sighed. "I will be right down to help water the fields. Have one of the maids bring me up something to drink, juice or tea perhaps."
The servant nodded and left Diluc. He went and brushed his hair and put on some decent clothing for farming work and by the time he was dressed a maid had brought him a large cup of orange juice. He chugged the glass in front of the maid and then handed it to her in a span of a few seconds and then headed past her with a quick thanks as he set out to work. The orange juice seeming to perk him right up.
It was seven in the morning and the dawn was peaking out of the horizon. He squinted at the brightness as he exited the front door and looked across the rows of vines he would have to help tend. "Guess I won't be getting any paperwork done today." He stretched his shoulders a bit as he went to the pile of buckets and grabbed two of them and headed down to the river.
A couple of his servants were returning from the river with buckets in each hand, surprised to see their boss outside and helping out with the chores but not saying anything as he walked past. As soon as the servants were out of earshot they immediately started gossiping and making small theories as to why he was helping today, mentioning that someone might have gotten fired or sick.
When Diluc approached the river he was hit with the realization that he hadn't used the toilet when he woke up. And that realization came crashing into him from the sound of the waves crashing against the small shore. He shrugged the need out of his mind and filled each bucket quickly and headed back up the hill. He dumped the water into the soil on the farthest side of the vineyard next to where all the servants started the watering.
A couple of trips back on forth from the river made him more and more aware of his pressing matters, the sloshing water in the buckets with each step made him bite at his cheek a bit as he trudged back.
On his twentieth trip the orange juice from earlier was filtering into his lower abdomen. He could feel his bladder filling up more. Still he persuaded himself that once they all had finished this chore he would then go freely. He didn't want to take a break while everyone else was still working just as hard.
While dumping a bucket into the soil he crossed a leg over the other, knowing that no one could see his lower half under all the vines. He was tempted to grab himself but wanted to keep appearances in case someone came close.
Thirty more trips were made and half the vineyard was watered, only two hours had passed but it had felt longer. The maids had prepared some lemonade for the crew and everyone was called to have a fifteen minute break.
Dilucs face looked more stern than normal. His face grimaced as he was offered the glass of lemonade from the maid but he was indeed thirsty. He accepted the glass and drank it, the servant who woke him up approached and brought news.
" There will be two nice folks from springvale joining after the break. That means that if we continue at this pace we should be finished by eleven."
Diluc gave a small crack of a smile. "That's great news. Tell them that they will be compensated and to head to my office after we finish."
The servant left to tell the helpers and Diluc glanced at the front door entrance wondering if he had enough time to slip in real quickly but since he was held up by drink and conversation he was soon out of time.
Everyone had grabbed up the buckets, each bucket now being used. Diluc hung near the back of the group as they all continued to work. By the time he reached the river his knees were shaking as his fought the urge back.
He tapped his foot like he was just being impatient and headed back with two buckets of water sloshing by his sides. As the servants dumped the water ahead of him he heard each pour of the bucket hitting the soil with a loud splatter. He dumped his water in the same fashion as all the servants passed him.
Knowing he was out of sight he grabbed himself freely. The squeezing gave some small relief. He straightened back up and went to catch up to the servants, not wanting to look like he was slacking. The rushing steps jostled his bladder and he felt a small leak slip out and his knees slammed tightly together.
He knew then that he wasn't going to make the last 50 trips dry. He bit his lip and groaned as he brought two more buckets back along with the others. One servant made an encouraging comment to him, thinking that maybe his arms were sore from the buckets and told him that with the extra help they would be over with sooner and to look forward to it. Diluc tried to keep his appearances and let out a low thanks as he was fighting the urge to visibly squirm.
The lemonade he had drunk seemed to hit his bladder quickly. He dumped his water hastily into the patch and doubled over with a groan, grabbing at his crotch. A small trickle escaped from his tip and he froze in place. The servants had all left for another trip and he was left behind again.
He tried to stand up straight but felt another leak slip. His stomach was distended from the size of his bladder much like balloon and he felt like he could pop any second.
There was already a small wet patch on the front of his pants but he was wearing black pants so it wasn't that noticeable. Diluc glanced around him to make sure there no one was around and he started undoing his belt as he took a few steps to head back inside. He felt his control slip with each step and knew that he wasn't going to make it as he went down on his knees, clenching himself tightly to not make a further mess in his pants.
He had no other choice now but to go where he was and he whipped his dick out and piss shot out of him with a loud hiss into the soil. An audible moan of relief came out of his mouth as he flooded the ground in front of him. He could feel his bladder emptying with every slow second that passed and the feeling of orgasmic relief washed over him.
As he was letting go he could hear voices approaching of the servants with buckets of water. He wasn't finished and was forcing the rest out of himself hoping that no one could hear the louder hissing it caused and the splattering noise of a puddle he had formed.
By the time he finished pissing he was in earshot of the servants. The large puddle he had made seeped into the loose soil quickly like it had been freshly watered with the rest. He tucked himself back in and pulled out a bunch of weeds by the handful and acted like he was inspecting the field for any more of them or perhaps a hidden menace.
"Sorry I fell behind. I thought I spotted a whopperflower."
As he continued to work with everyone to finish the job he started to think about what he would do with the grapes that he watered. He had a small cruel idea about a wine loving bard. He couldn't have those grapes go to waste after all.
