firstworldproblem | Thread Continuations

[He sucks in air through his teeth at the grinding and gives him a questioning look but keeping silent for the moment.]

What's that look for, Hades?

Simply trying to parse your desires. Or you could tell me.

...my desires are simple. I just want you.

Am I allowed to bite?

I hope that's not all you plan to do, but, sure, go ahead~

I will, but it loses its appeal when you are expecting it.

[He slaps his ass.]

Now, you are wearing entirely too much. Disrobe.

[ childe laughs, though it gets clipped the moment emet slaps his ass. ] Ordering me around, huh, ...like a pet of some kind? Maybe I should be doing the biting... [ but he doesn't seem to mind being ordered around, and instead just shrugs off his jacket, throwing it aside. his shirt follows suit, and then he starts working on his pants. ] I think I may need some help.

[He leans back on his elbows admiring the view.]

No, no, I think you are doing quite well on your own. I'm content to simply watch.

[ he stops messing around with his pants and scoots back, setting his hands on emet's hips, so he can angle himself down a bit better. grinds shamelessly down into him, keeping eye contact the entire time. ] Are you now? Leaving me to do all the work, that's not fair...

Yet you know and adore this about me, do you not?

[He pats his ass after letting his eyes flutter shut for a moment.]

Sit up on your knees properly, will you?

[ childe chuckles, not moving back to do as he's told in the slightest. ] I never said I don't. [ because, yes, he does. ] Nah~ I think I'm plenty comfortable riiiight here. [ and he'll continue grinding down into emet. ] You seem to be enjoying yourself besides.

[Hissing.]

I am but I could be enjoying myself more.

If you'd like to enjoy yourself more, Hades, then you may actually have to do a little bit more... a novel idea, don't you think~

[He rolls his eyes and tries to flip Childe on his back.]

[ he can flip him, but all that earns is a laugh. ]

You could have done the work for me instead of being smug.

[This means he is going to have kneel over him, kissing the inside of his thigh.]

It would have been a pleasure to see you struggle to remain on your knees.

But I'm not interested in doing all the work. I want to be spoiled. [ spreads his legs just a little bit wider. ] Doted on... [ tilts his head, giving a snort as he rolls his eyes a bit. ] There wouldn't have been much struggling.

I could wash your hair in a freezing lake and you'd consider it pampering.

[He does lean forward and kiss the edge of tattoo.]

I suppose I have been kind with this recently as well.

...hah, you're not wrong. I really do just enjoy spending time in your company. It doesn't really matter what we're doing. [ he brings a hand to his head, combing his fingers through his hair and raking his nails over his scalp as he kisses the edge of his ( now ) glowing tat. ] Don't stop there.

[And what if he runs his tongue over the marks of his tattoo applying more pressure as he goes?]

[ the attention emet gives to his mark is enough to prompt a reaction, but feeling the soft flat of his tongue trace its intricate design has him squirming and moaning. ] I... I don't want to finish like this. [ he tugs on his hair as he starts applying pressure, his hand moving from his hand to his shoulder to give a weak shove as he feels his resolve crumbling. ]

[He pulls his head back to lean forward and kiss the edge of his jaw.]

And how would you like to finish? I'm sure you have enough stamina for more than once.

[ no immediate response. he just tugs him into a rough kiss. emet's not wrong though. childe's stamina is inhuman sometimes, helped only by his abilities and his corruptions. ] Ah, true, but I don't want to leave you too far behind in the dust. I don't want to have to jerk off... [ kisses him again, a hand dropping to his chest as he starts pawing at his clothing. ] Fuck me.

[He can't help but chuckle at that. He could retort that he would take care of all of Childe's needs, but he's not quite sure he actually can keep up with that promise.]

As you wish.

[He quickly tries to get out of his clothes probably leaving the tie and button up shirt on because effort as he tucks between his legs.

But then he shoves a few fingers into Childe's mouth.]

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