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H- Hah! [ like a good friend, exactly. ] Are you going to remove your own clothes too?

And deny you the pleasure of ripping them off?

[He leans down and kisses him wrapping a hand around his neck and squeezing tightly.]

[ his eyes glaze over a few moments into his neck being squeezed, a choked out laugh following suit as he squirms beneath him. ] H- How… how gen’rous.

[He smiles at him and doesn't stop squeezing. In fact, he isn't going to stop until he blacks out or Childe does something about it.]

[ knees him in the gut, and if he manages to buy himself a couple of seconds he’s grabbing for the knife that had originally pinned his hands, so he can stab emet in the side with it. ]

[That does by him a couple seconds as he relents for just a moment. But he was not expecting the side stabbing so he rolls off of him with an exclamation holding his side.]

[ now it's his turn to try to pin emet, which is probably pretty laughable, since emet is a lot bigger and bulkier than he is. ]

[While he is bigger, the side stab wound is really limiting his mobility to twist or put his weight into anything without opening it further. Thus, he does get pinned.]

You'd better not let me bleed out on the floor. I was going to choke you to darkness in order to start addressing your wounds.

...maybe that's what I should do to you. [ thanks for the idea. he's absolutely going to wrap his hands ( both of them ) around emet's neck to try to choke him out. ]

[He can't exactly respond but he lets him. Though it is with great effort as his fingers twitch and it is blatantly apparent he's holding back trying to buck him off.

But he closes his eyes and gives into Childe.]

[ removes his hands once he’s choked him out, getting off him and taking a seat to his side. he gives his hands a lick, letting the adrenaline wear off before he gets up to grab a first aid kit, so he can take care of them both. ]

[Just another Tuesday in the office, right? He's going to be a lump for a bit.]

[ he’ll wake up in childe’s room among a bunch of blankets and pillows sometime later, all his wounds bandaged up. ]

[He is just going to curl in those blankets further and tilt his head if Childe is around.]

[ he's not in the bedroom! but emet can probably hear the shower coming from the en suit bathroom. ]

[Hmmmmm.... He's going to wait here until Childe comes out.]

[ childe comes out about ten minutes later in briefs, his ears/tails half dry. ] How are you feeling?

Terrible, but I think I am soothed with such a treat for my eyes.

[He holds out a hand for him to come closer.]

[ snorts, giving hades a lopsided smile. ] I'm still not completely dry... [ so hopefully he doesn't mind the feeling of a couple of damp tails. he does go over and drop down beside him. ] If you wanted to shower it's all yours now, though I'll have to rewrap your injuries.

[Even if they are damp, he will pet them.]

Oh, I'll just lie here, thank you. However, if you could bring over some medical supplies I can tend to your injuries.

I can do that, but I'm fine. I took care of it myself. [ poorly, lol. ]

[ but he'll head back into the bathroom to get some supplies for emet. ]

[He'll wait and tug him into his lap once he gets back taking the supplies from him.]

Truthfully, you shouldn't be walking.

[Not that he stopped him earlier, but he's going to go assess his dressing of his wounds, especially the one on his foot, and redo them if necessary.]

[ nestles in. ] ...no, shouldn't be doing much, honestly. [ not using his feet, his hands, ...that fight sure fucked him up a bit. ] But it'll all heal. [ gives emet a lopsided smile. ]

I wonder if you even know how to sit still.

[He tucks him against himself as he dresses the wounds, kissing his wrists and the back of his hands when he is done.]

Are you slightly satisfied?

I can be persuaded. [ he is edging on exhaustion at the moment, so he’s definitely content to let emet dote on him. ] More than slightly. Give yourself a bit more credit. I enjoyed this one and the one in the game. You spoil me, Hades.

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