[He teaches him 'Tempest' in his language. Trying to get him to repeat after him.]
If you don't like it, I'm sure you're tell me.
[He adds another stretching him as his other hand scratches just lightly against the tattoo. He wants to feel him squirm around his fingers after all.]
[ ffs, this is the perfect time for a lesson, hades! though... he does try to follow through, which is a bit difficult while he's being stretched and teased. he eventually breaks into a moan, heaving a few heavy breaths as he does, in fact, squirm in place. ] ...y- you don't need to tread so, so lightly...
[ turns his head, giving emet a quick kiss. ] Next time… I want to give you a show. I remember helping sensei work up the courage to do so, but I want to give you one too…
I am happy. [ huffs a laugh. ] Nonsense. I have Xiansheng [ here or not right now. ] I have Scaramouche, I have sensei, I have you… [ reaches for his face, fingers tracing his strong jawline. ] It can be cruel, sure, but I don’t often thing about that… I enjoy each moment for what it is, and right now I have you, and this, and I still want to give you a show… make you come undone for me on looks alone~
I don’t, er, I don’t think you wouldn’t, I just… now it’s in my head, … [ his eyes dip to watch. ] I’m just thinking about all of th- [ his words die in his throat, molded into a groan as emet buries into him. his toes curl and he shuts his eyes, the stretching burning, but burning so good. ] Ah, H- Hades.
[ oh, he’s definitely painting something else, since childe’s thoughts are now completely scrambled. he grunts, having ( almost ) gotten used to the overly full feeling when he starts to withdraw, a whine at the ready, … and then slam, he’s seeing stars before he knows what’s what. he shudders, crying out breathlessly, tears stinging the ends of his eyes as he’s fucked roughly. ]
[He takes one hand off his hip so he can place it directly on his tattoo even as he continues to push into him as hard as he can, keeping him full and warm and in a little bit of pain to mix with that pleasure.]
[ childe cries out and cums the moment hades' hand falls onto his tattoo, its glow becoming near blinding as his senses overload, his seed splashing onto his stomach ( and the other man's hand ) as his chest heaves and he struggles to catch his breath. ]
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If you don't like it, I'm sure you're tell me.
[He adds another stretching him as his other hand scratches just lightly against the tattoo. He wants to feel him squirm around his fingers after all.]
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[He kisses him as he does yield a bit, stretching him wide enough that he won't worry about causing any real harm.]
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[He kisses that blush before he pulls his fingers out coating them in his own saliva.]
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It is not quite that, my Tempest. Not that I wouldn't appreciate the show, I very much would.
I want you to be happy, but I know the world is cruel enough not to allow it. So in moments and catches I would like to give that to you.
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[He slicks up his own cock before he takes Childe's hips and plants himself inside him without much further ado.]
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Let's see if I can't paint a different image.
[And he's rough with him. Almost pulling out completely before pushing all the way back in using the grip on his hips to pull him in each time.]
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