firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

...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?

How could you, Hades. I haven't forgotten about your nearly nonexistent stamina... I have just chosen to ignore it. [ h- hey! childe squirms in place as best he can, because he won't be stopped... until he is. huffs, trying not to look like he enjoyed the kiss, but he absolutely did. ] Now now. Don't turn this around on me. [ taps his lips. ] On a scale of 1 to 10 how malicious was it, hm? I'm curious~ [ also, yes, if it's not obvious he liked knowing. ]

[He bits at his lips when he huffs before nuzzling his neck, taking control of the pace and shoving him up and down his cock. Childe is strong and could probably if break out if he really wanted, but he's using mass and gravity to his advantage to control the pace.]

A two at most. I'd rather gouge out my own eyes than hurt his heart. And as deeply as I have him ensnared, the reverse is true. And I'm quite certain I can manipulate you should I need to. No ugly deaths or hard feelings necessary.

[ grunts, face blossoming in color as he digs his nails in an attempt to stop him. ] I’m offended. You cant manipulate me. [ it’s not that hard, Childe. ] And if there’s no ugly death then what’s the point. Drama is good for the soul.

[He doesn't. Pushing him up and down harder and faster. He also bites a mark on his neck.]

Drama with the other idols of the Production. I will gladly watch. But for us, I'd rather have something else. Something a bit more enjoyable.

And is that what this is, [ stops fighting and instead goes along with it. ] or did you have something else in mind? I’m all ears. [ his fox ears twitch. ]

Yes.

[He bites hard enough to bleed before lapping at the mark.]

I want to see you burn bright, Tartaglia, not fade or tarnish for another's pleasure or greed.

[And then he attempts to pull him off and get him on his back.]

[ brings a hand to his neck and makes a face, though he does try to quickly steal a kiss while there may still be blood on emet’s lips. ]

[ he can move him! ]

And just how do you intend to help me with that…?

[Childe will get to taste the blood on his lips with a little laugh. Somehow he shouldn't be surprised at that.]

By adoring you, Tartaglia, and giving you a boost every now and again. Not that you need my help, but I would offer it freely.

[And as delightful as having Tartaglia ride him is, he's not ready for another round, but that doesn't mean he can't service him other ways as he presses a finger into his hole and wraps his mouth around the tip of his cock.]

[ seeing emet with his blood smeared on his lips is hot, ok, and he wants in on it. ] I know... [ he's still not used to being showered in so much attention. ] I want to return it every now and again though, so I hope you'll le- ahhhn. [ ducks his head and bites his lip, stifling the groan that spills out just a little bit. ]

H- Hades! you... you don't need to. We can stop. I can be good... [ ish. ] Bath, we can bathe... [ huffs, face burning a bright red as he subconsciously rocks into his mouth. ]

Oh, you do. Do not worry about that.

[As for the rest of the reply it is cut off as he does not stop, taking him far down into his throat as he adds in more fingers. He's being indulgent, but also going a little fast. Childe seems to enjoy being overwhelmed after all.]

[ he does! and it doesn't take much longer for him to reach another orgasm - a sharp cry tapering into a groan spilling out as he trembles beneath emet. brings an arm over his eyes and huffs a laugh, mumbling something in snezhnayan as he sets his other hand atop emet's head to comb his fingers through his hair. ] ...are you trying to tire me out?

[He drinks it in, remaining with his lips around him pushing the edge of overstimulation before popping off with a wet sound.]

Of course I am. How else am I going to have a soft and flexible lump to cuddle with after?

[ huffs a broken laugh. ] You could have just asked. [ and he might have been able to curb his horny long enough to let emet cuddle him. ] But I'll concede to your efforts. You can have your malleable lump.

[He leans up to kiss him chastely on the lips hand running down his chest.]

I do believe you will make for an excellent pillow, if I do say so myself. But are you satisfied enough?

I am going to have to agree, now come here. [ loops an arm around him, draping his tail over his back as he kisses the crown of his head. ] And yes I’m sufficiently satisfied.

[He does tuck under his chin, curling around him, closing his eyes and basking in his warmth. He's quiet for a bit.]

Are you with others when you travel for work?

Not usually other Harbingers, but I do almost always have a number of other Fatui with me. But there have been assignments where I’ve been alone. [ gently strokes his back as they talk. ]

Do you enjoy the travel? I imagine you are one to get homesick from time to time.

It happens, sure, but I regularly write letters back home, sending gifts and things to my family. And they of course write back, so it doesn’t happen too often. I have a big family like sensei, and I’m the middle child, with three older and three younger siblings.

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