firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

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.]

[ yips, spreading his legs that much further as he rock into emet’s hands. ] Help me then. I’m real hot… [ he definitely doesn’t care, and honestly… he seems to thrive on the fact that they’ve got eyes on them. ]

[ sets his hands on his shoulders, tugging him straight into a kiss. ]

I'm going to take my time with you.

[He kisses back nipping at his lips before he pulls back. He cups his breasts, thumbs sliding over the nipples.]

Tie you down if I must, but do not have doubts I will leave you satisfied.

...oh? [ a breathless laugh. ] Going to ruin me, Hades, make me melt? [ it seems like he's about to add a little more to that, but the touch to his breasts and, more specifically, his nipples, has him stuttering straight into a moan. grabs his wrist, digging his nails in as he can feel his senses swiftly overload. ]

[ already? ]

[ are they that sensitive? ]

Y- You do seem to enjoy taking control away. I bet you'd love to tie me down.

[He does notice that, how can he not with the nails really, and keeps rubbing circles over them.]

I do enjoy taking control. Just as much as I imagine you enjoy wrestling for it. If you behave though, you can have control of your limbs.

I… that’s my favorite thing. I enjoy a good back and forth. [ he laughs. ] Ah, but that’s my secret, Hades, [ rolls her hips into him, leaning in to ghost her lips over his ear. ] I don’t know how to behave.

[He pinches both nipples at the very appreciative sass, rolling his hips into him before he steps away.]

I had a feeling you would like it, but I will have you hold still. At least part of you.

[Belts are readily available which he does use to tie his ankles spread across the table and his waist down, but he will leave his arms free for now. And he will rest a hand casually between his legs rubbing a slow circle over his clit just as he did to his nipples. He's curious if it is just as sensitive.]

[ his nails turn to claws as a result of emet pinching his nipples. h- he can't help it. the jolt sent through him was a lot more than he had been expecting. he mewls, swatting at his hands and crossing his arms to hide the pebbling buds. he's far too preoccupied to fight much as he's half tied down; his eyes lifting to find emet back between his legs and... ]

[ he squirms in place, letting out a moan as he soaks emet's hand. ] F- Fuck. What the... what the fuck. [ he tries to edge backward, to escape the 'torturous' touch, but he can't, so instead he finds himself rocking against his hand chanting more under his breath. ] ...so much already. It's... it's so much, h- how, ...

[He licks at the blood at his wrists and the other fluids on his fingers, giving him a moment's respite.]

Well, I expected the wetness considering your more animal characteristics. Your sex drive is quite high as a male, so I wasn't expecting it to dampen in a different body.

But the rest...

[He gets more belts to tie his hands down having him spread before him as he discards the remainder of his soaked undergarments.]

You want this, correct? Even with the new developments.

…! [ flushes, turning his head aside as he lets go of his wrist to watch him drink in the mix of fluids. ] It doesn’t help that everything’s so sensitive. It’s not normally this bad, b- but there’s so much more real estate. [ he is going to fight emet on this, mostly because he fears he’s going to come before he event sticks it to him, but inevitably emet will succeed in tying him down. ]

I do. [ side eyes himself. ] I’m still me, and I’d want you to fuck me no matter what I look like. [ tries to err on the side of cocky as he smirks at him. ] Maybe one day I’ll wreck your in my feral Foul Legacy form. I bet you’d enjoy that… if you don’t break first.

[He kisses his forehead.]

I did not mean it like that. I will adore you in any form. It seems the potion is making you feel things more acutely. I wanted to ensure you were fine with that.

[They are just belts. If Childe really wanted out, he could change into something, right?]

I'd break and enjoy it. Come now.

[He comes to his side one hand on his hip being careful to not his his tattoo and the other brushing his hair back. He gets low to his ear.]

And now that I have your undivided attention and cooperation, I'm curious to see if I can make you come with mostly words and a few strokes. I want you to imagine my fingers tugging at your nipples, my tongue swirling over your clit.

[The thumb at his hip strokes it in a small circle, mimicking his words.]

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