firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

Maybe? Or I could be about to go into heat. [ sinks into him and sighs, shutting his eyes. ]

You don’t go into…

Do you actually?

I do. Don’t look so surprised. It’s a corruption I got back when I died the first time outside of a game.

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[He brushes his hair back.]

Goodness. Well, don’t ever let me tease you for it.

You case tease me... as long as you take responsibility.

I was going to bathe you, but now I do wonder if you want the opposite of being clean instead.

I'm fine with anything~ but I'm wondering what's on your mind.

I’m going to clean you then. From the kiss earlier I assumed you were looking for more physical play.

[He kisses his cheek and does get some product and massages it into his hair and tails. Being careful to not let it drip in his eyes.]

I certainly wouldn't complain about that, but if you're not interested, then I can be good. [ he just shuts his eyes, purring as emet massages his hair and tails full of soap. ]

[He hums, scratching his scalp and rinsing.]

Are you in heat?

It's possible. I generally don't know until I'm *in* heat, and it's usually pretty bad...

[He laughs get the last bit of suds out of his hair.]

Well, I did say I was going to pamper you. Let me help with that.

[He reaches between than and wraps his fingers around him, scrapping his nails across him as he moves up and down.]

What-?! You don’t have to! [ grabs his wrist, but his grip is nothing special as he more or less just holds onto him as he starts jerking him off. ] H- Hades. [ subconsciously starts rocking into his hand, a broken mewl spilling out as he tries to get a hold of himself. ]

That is a sound I won't be tiring of anytime soon.

[He continues alternating between rough and feather light.]

Enjoy yourself. Though now I do wonder. You have a nickname for Five. Are you fond of them?

[ it feels like he’s being driven mad. p- pick a pace, emet-! he finally tightens his grip on his hand, trying to coax him into being rough, rough, and ( surprise ) rough. ] I… I am enjoying myself. Had been. You didn’t need to indulge me like this.

I might be… [ kisses the corner of his lips. ] Did you want one too?

Don't think this is just for you. I do enjoy watching you enjoy yourself and your bliss comfort after.

[He does speed up to his desires. The water probably isn't helping the friction, but eh? He smiles into the kiss.]

I would. Something for just us.

Join me then. I… I want to see you crumble too. [ tries to still his hand again… keyword: tries. ] Alongside me. [ he mindlessly paws at his clothes, eventually ducking his head and panting into his chest as he edges toward his climax. ] I’ll have to, ah, t- think of something. Something special.

[He does stop to help him get out of his wet clothes and furs. He does keep the tie though and loops it around Caeli's neck. A nice handhold if he needs it.

He has had Caeli squirming in his lap so while he pretends to be unaffected, he is quite bothered. He takes Caeli's hand and wraps it around his own cock letting out soft sounds of his own.]

I'll look forward to it.

[ the tie around his neck brings an immediate blush to his face, fingers idly brushing the fabric as he tries to understand why. it’s just a tie… but it’s emet’s tie… and having nothing but it on makes its presence all the more obvious. he lifts one of the ends to his lips for a kiss, letting his hand be guided down to emet’s cock a few short seconds later. ] Zolatka. [ childe thumbs his slit, humming thoughtfully. ] …you have swiftly become important to me, a rarity among people and something to treasure, like a precious piece of gold. Not only that, but your radiance shines brightly enough to affect me regularly… [ ghosts his lips
over emet’s. ] It’s hard not to smile around you.

Oh? Do you like that. A token of being kept.

[Now it is his turn to kiss the corner of his lips, smile gracing his lips. Though at the ministrations he does moan openly lifting his hips into his hand. At the name, he can't help but let out a warm laugh.]

'Your Radiance' was this body's title. Akin to a god even though god worship was outlawed.

[He bites his lip.]

I adore it.

…maybe. [ he absolutely does. ] I’m keeping it.

[ childe joins him in laughing, because ha! how accidentally fitting. he’s glad he likes it though. he generally doesn’t speak snezhnayan here, beyond the occasional mumbling and grumbling… so it’s nice to have figured out a term of endearment that’s a hit. ] I’m glad you like it, and even more glad to call you it.

Now… do me. [ he sits up, keeping a firm hold on emet as he brings the head of his cock to his ass. ] Give me a nickname. [ because he doesn’t have enough. ] Zolatka, please. [ and that’s all he says before he starts easing himself into emet, groaning loudly and shuddering, because he probably should have prepped beyond ‘my wc powers will take care of it’. ]

You are going to teach my that language of yours, aren't you?

[And he's going to let out a low sound when he start moving on him, hands on his hips to help push him down, but trying not to shove him in one go. Ah, but then the request.]

Right now?!

[Plz, his brain cells are occupied.]

Snezhnayan? If you'd like, sure. But you have to promise to teach me yours in return.

Right now. [ part of him knows that's not really a request ( re: demand ) that could probably be fulfilled right now, given their situation, but he's feeling in need of some sort of validation... which is why he 'asks' again, this time punctuating the now by impaling himself onto emet. ]

I would be delighted.

[Except he is grumbling at the other obvious request. Well, more like a sucked in breathe harshly exhaled through teeth as Caeli does that. But something does come to mind, and he does blurt it out though he cannot recall from whence he heard the words.]

My new 'old friend'.

[And it doesn't make much sense, but at least it isn't 'Hero'.]

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