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. ]
[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. ]
[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?
[ 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.
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.
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. ]
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.
It is and it isn't. My reasons are purely selfish, if I'm being honest, but a result of getting stronger means I can continue to protect them from afar. And my status as a Harbinger means they don't have to worry about Mora. But I changed when I fell into the Abyss, and the person I came out as was not one my family was equipped to deal with. [ namely his father... ] But I do love them, and I know they love me. [ mostly. ]
Most don't care to understand. I can't blame them... [ shrugs, setting his hand atop emet's. ] But there are only a few people's opinions who I truly care about. [ leans over to kiss him. ] And yours has swiftly become one of them.
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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.
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[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.]
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[ he can move him! ]
And just how do you intend to help me with that…?
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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.]
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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. ]
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[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.]
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Of course I am. How else am I going to have a soft and flexible lump to cuddle with after?
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I do believe you will make for an excellent pillow, if I do say so myself. But are you satisfied enough?
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Are you with others when you travel for work?
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Besides personal growth, is that why you fight? To watch over them.
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[Brushing his fingers against his heart.]
But your heart does sing for battle. Most would not understand. But you have what matters most between you.
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[He tilts his head to kiss him properly.]
Dream with me then. Of a starlight sky in the water.
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[ shuts his eyes. ] Oh? Trying to cater to us both?
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Will you be able to fall asleep?
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