firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

Surprised, is all. And you do look lovely.

[He takes his hand and kisses the back of it.]

It doesn’t bother you?

Edited 2021-11-19 21:38 (UTC)

It’s… different. I’m not used to it, and my back is starting to hurt, but I’m guessing that’s just how you feel regularly. [ chuckles, tugging him along outside. ] Motorcycle or horseback?

Motorcycle since it is a rare occasion.

And I do hope today’s outing is an invitation to dress you up and down.

Ok! I’ll drive. [ he had been hoping for motorcycle. ]

It is! I ultimately want to find something nice to wear for Xiansheng, but I’m not opposed to playing dress up.

Should I behave then?

[He follows him because he most assuredly doesn’t know how to drive and will get onto the motorcycle behind him.]

Absolutely… not. [ smirks and climbs aboard, starting it up and looking over his shoulder. ] I wouldn’t behave if we were swapped…

He is your first and foremost is he not? I don’t mind waiting for a second occasion. I could spike your drink myself.

…that’s real enticing and could make for some fun, but I don’t want you to be good. [ starts driving off for the mall. ] I’m going to find Xiansheng later tonight. I think I may want to cook for him, but I haven’t decided.

[Even though Childe says not to be good, he doesn't want to crash them so he does keep his hands to himself as much as possible while they are driving to avoid an accident. But he is ever so tempted.]

Smear chocolate on his face. I'm sure that will get a reaction.

[Once they arrive, he will take his hand, kiss it, and tuck it under his arm as they enter.]

So you'll be wanting an evening dress, correct?

A good reaction or a bad reaction… [ because he’s not sure. ]

[ smiles, looping his tails around emet and pressing closely. ] I don’t know if it needs to an evening gown, but I’m definitely looking for something nice.

Oh, I think the old man would be delighted to be surprised. I don't imagine him to be too stuffy.

[He taps his chin.]

How modest do you want to be? Though it is you. It will need a certain amount of flair. Last time I did adhere to your winter homeland, but I think something to bring out warm tones might be better this evening.

No, he’s not, …just a little out of touch in regard to certain things. Newer trends, but that’s not too surprising, I’m sure. I can try it though, maybe swiping some chocolate on his nose or his lips…

[ and then licking it off. ]

Not too mode- ha! I do want to show off. Warmer tones are Zhongli Xiansheng’s colors, so it’ll be nice to wear them. So, yeah, let’s go with that.

[Now you are thinking, Childe.]

I will admit I use it fluster Five at times.

[He hums as he heads upstairs shifting through fabrics.]

You have nice legs and a nice back. Why not show them off?

Hm, I wonder if I could use it to fluster you. [ trails after, pressing into him from behind as emet starts sifting through the fabrics. ] You think?

You could. However...

[He lets a hand slide back brushing up against his thigh.]

I'm going to treat myself by taking you out of what you are currently wearing and putting you in this dress. With a few detours in between.

You wanted something comfortable, correct?

[How about a sweater dress?]

[ shudders, ] I did. I haven’t decided what we’re doing just yet, but I think I want to take Xiansheng out. [ maybe he’ll find a shrine… ]

Few detours, hm, is all that a surprise, because now I’m real curious.

[ hums, eying the dress. ] I like it, but not for our date. Definitely looks comfy though. [ so he’s going to find it in a color he likes. ] Infinitely more comfortable than what I’m wearing now.

You'll probably want to shower before putting on the dress if that is any indication.

[He taps his chin.]

Oh, and here I thought you wanted casual. Just how fancy do you want your dress to be?

On a scale of 1 to 10… 6. 7, maybe. [ he takes a step back and starts trying to pull his sweater over his head, but he’s having a hard time. ]

[ grumbles from behind the fabric and starts growling and wiggling around. ] Little help.

[He gets behind him and tugs his arms and the materials up. He someone manages to trap his wrists in the cloth. How strange!]

I must say. I think you might be stuck.

…oof, this is real annoying. How come they’re so- [ blinks, looking over his shoulder at emet. ] Again, ugh! [ starts squirming again, trying to get free until, oh, … ] Stuck, huh, [ hides a smile. ] what am I going to do?

[Finding a seat and pulling him onto his lap while his hands trail up his sides.]

Hopefully let me pleasure you. This is your first time in a female body, correct?

[ shivers, rocking into him. ] It happened once before, but… no one has been around to help. It didn’t last long though, since it had just been a taste. [ presses his chest into him, squish! ]

[Tucking Childe's arms behind his head.]

Oh, are you going to go into heat? That would be something to watch.

[If he has a bra, Emet is going to get rid of it. And his pants or skirt until he is just in his underwear. But then he goes to pet his tails from base to tip.]

Well. We'll make sure you aren't alone this time.

I… I don’t know. [ no bra! and he’s got some pants on, but it doesn’t matter, because they’re gone now! ]

A- Ah, that feels real good. [ his tail twitches and emet will feel him growing wet. ] If I’m going into heat you’ll take care of me?

[He drags a finger between his legs really quite pleased the Childe is turned on already.]

I would. Provided your other lovers didn't first.

[He kisses his neck and his collarbone before picking him up and finding a table or a counter to drape him on. Who cares if they are in public. He just wants to display him out. Though he will finally help him out of his shirt.]

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