firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

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'.]

...new 'old friend'? [ childe doesn't look the least bit impressed, but he's just going to assume he fucked emet's brains halfway out of his head. ]

[ hero he'd laugh at, because he's absolutely *not* a hero. ]

Ngh....

[He is right. Having Childe squirming on him isn't helping!]

Less contemplating meaningful terms of endearment that will transcend years and more fucking, please.

[With the raincheck request now put in, he'll grab his hips and start pushing him at a rough pace. He didn't really prep him, but as long as he looks like he is in more pain than pleasure, he'll keep going.]

[ childe laughs, but the sound clips as soon as emet’s pace becomes significantly rougher. ] I… I’m fine with more fucking. [ he digs his nails into his shoulders to leave small crescent shaped marks as he helps him fuck him faster, harder, and deeper. ]

[ he doesn’t mind the pain, it actually does hurt, because of the lack of prep, but he doesn’t care and seems to thrive on the intensity of that and the pleasure that follows - moaning loudly as he tries not to look too blissed out of his mind. ]

[He doesn't relent in his pace, giving him something to focus on rather than his embarrassing failure at a pet name. He kisses him when he can but mostly runs his teeth against his jaw and his neck, biting to leave small marks.

He wraps his hand around his cock roughly as well, pumping roughly and then tightening his grip on the base to prevent him from coming so quickly.]

Is orgasm denial a... a kink of yours, Hades? You did it to sensei too. [ he smirks, rutting into his hand in an attempt to bring himself to the edge, but that's as far as he's going to get. ] You should really just invest in a cock ring or two. [ chuckles. ]

I do enjoy when people dance on my strings.

[He holds him still with one hand gripping his hip and the other still around his cock.]

While the sight is rather appealing on its own, I rather enjoy the feel of you straining against my fingers. So that I can feel each shudder and shake.

H- Hah, bit of a sadist, …cute. [ he kisses him again, trying to distract him, so perhaps he’ll loosen his grip enough for him to come. he is doing just that though, shuddering as he presses into his shoulders that much harder, trying to force it to no avail. ] I do enjoy it too, from both ends, as I’m sure you already know. [ grunts, a small whine tumbling out, because he feels like he’s been driven mad. ]

Mostly emotionally.

[At the kiss he’ll move his hand from his hip to Caeli’s hair gripping tightly so he can kiss him roughly stealing his air. He holds it for a bit too long, a little further beyond comfortable. But when he does break, he lets go if his cock as well letting him have the release he’s searching for.

And he is quite certain that his reaction will easily drive himself over the edge.]

...still cute, Hades. [ childe's startled grunt is lost in the kiss as emet ensures he's left breathless and then some. he feels his chest start to burn, a dull ache spreading throughout him as he has to refrain from shoving him off. as soon as emet allows him some reprieve he does immediately come; tightening around him and gasping for air as he rides out his climax. ]

[That will drive him over the edge as well but won't stop him from rolling his hips up into him as he's trying to make the pleasure last for both of them. Then he lets his fingers dance over his back in random patterns feeling quite blissful.]

Cute is not a term of endearment I hear often.

[ shivers, riding out his orgasm alongside emet. ] No? ...and just how do people refer to you, hm?

With authority. Reverence. Trying to get into good graces.

I don't care for the people who dwell upon my star much. But that is a tale for another time.

…hah. [ his lips quirk briefly. ] Fair, I’m not interested in spoiling this moment right now anyway. [ sinks down onto him and nips along his collarbone. ] I still want a nickname, a good one, …new old friend. [ jabs him right in the cheek. ]

[He huffs, because it is required.]

I will not argue that it isn't the best description, and I will think of another. However, do allow me to hint that it is special and it is tied to how I view Five.

And you can consider most lingering jealousy issues quashed now that I have come to this revelation.

...oh? [ now he's curious. ] Not going to elaborate on that? [ he smiles at that, proud, because he WORE YOU DOWN, EMET, TAKE THAT. ] ...perhaps you'll be able to give me some pointers on squashing residual jealousy.

I needed a new Sun. That is what Five is. And for the first time in a thousand thousand years, I desire to change. No small feat, really. But he has managed it.

But the old sun had a best friend I would never of dream of parting him from. 'Twas always the three of us. I do not know how deep their bond went, but the friendship you share reminds me of it. How you entice and bring out the recklessness in each other. And thus how could I be jealous? Well, I doubt it will ever truly go away fully, but it does damper the blow quite a bit.

As for pointers... be open about how you feel if they listen. Though I rarely take my own advice.

...and no one has thought to call you cute, because hearing you talk like this, it's *really* hard not to think it's sickeningly sweet, in the best possible way, of course. [ his smile softens. ] I'm glad I managed to get under your skin too. [ aaaand there goes the smile. instead he smirks right in emet's face and then drops a teasing kiss on his nose. ] Sensei was up front with me about you two, and I wouldn't dream of putting any strain on your relationship. I like knowing he's happy and that he has somebody like you in his life.

[ he's not going to take his advice either. ] Right...

Do you think I act like this with others? For some reason, I find you endearing. And now I'm afraid you are stuck with me.

[He can't help but been fond of the kiss.]

But let me clear. The fault was never yours. Nor was it his. I will not sour the mood with my insecurities, but in the end that is what they are. And you make him better in your own way. And long has he been devoid of such care. So even in my worst moments, do know that I encourage your relationship in what ever manner it blossoms.

[It is good advice. Hard to implement.]

[ shrugs. ] I don't know. I don't stalk you. I *do* have other people to harass.

Mm, I know, since you have said this sort of thing to me before. [ sets his hands on emet's shoulders and starts rising up and off him, like he might leave his lap, ...but then he simply slams himself back down. ] We should all get together sometime again. I had fun the last time. [ his grin sharpens. ] I even enjoyed when you choked me, though I suspect that wasn't solely because you thought I'd like it then.

It was rhetorica---

[He hisses when he pushes himself back down.]

Ah, your endless stamina. I almost forgot.

[He grips his hips and holds him flush against him as he kisses the corner of his mouth.]

And you liked the thought of it being a little malicious, did you not?

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