[He gazes back with an apologetic look, not meaning to have pushed Aether that far, but he's glad to feel how Aether leans right into his touch. But, he notices how relaxed his lover is despite it all, and loves how brightly his face burns even now, chuckling softly to press a chaste, gentle kiss to his lips in apology.]
Sorry. Allow me to make it up to you by spoiling you a little bit. You should be able to slip out of those bonds if you wish- but if you'd still like to feel helpless against my touch...
[He smirks, sliding his body downward as he kisses down Aether's chest, every press of his lips deliberate, teasing his nipples freely with his tongue. Childe's determined now to make his lover's mind melt, happy to be able to have him in his arms tonight to give him everything he wants, showing extra special attention to his skin before making his way further downward. His fingers trace the defined muscle of Aether's stomach, pressing into it as he memorizes each and every inch. It's not long before he's sank down far enough to the undergarments that keep him from giving the other everything they want, sinking a hand underneath his waistband while he looks up to ponder what he'll do next.]
Huh...
[He says, letting his head rest against his hand as he props it up, wrapping the other hand around his lover's length. It almost feels as if the skin beneath sears the palm of his hand, looking up at Aether with the most sinful eyes, before finally deciding on what he should do.]
Let me know which one you'd prefer more. This-
[He gives Aether's manhood a nice stroke, before he pops back the top of the waistband to release his lover, to lean his face really close to his groin.]
-or this.
[Opening his mouth just so, he wraps his tongue and lips around the tip, sucking on it gently, looking up with intrigue as to what Aether will choose.]
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Sorry. Allow me to make it up to you by spoiling you a little bit. You should be able to slip out of those bonds if you wish- but if you'd still like to feel helpless against my touch...
[He smirks, sliding his body downward as he kisses down Aether's chest, every press of his lips deliberate, teasing his nipples freely with his tongue. Childe's determined now to make his lover's mind melt, happy to be able to have him in his arms tonight to give him everything he wants, showing extra special attention to his skin before making his way further downward. His fingers trace the defined muscle of Aether's stomach, pressing into it as he memorizes each and every inch. It's not long before he's sank down far enough to the undergarments that keep him from giving the other everything they want, sinking a hand underneath his waistband while he looks up to ponder what he'll do next.]
Huh...
[He says, letting his head rest against his hand as he props it up, wrapping the other hand around his lover's length. It almost feels as if the skin beneath sears the palm of his hand, looking up at Aether with the most sinful eyes, before finally deciding on what he should do.]
Let me know which one you'd prefer more. This-
[He gives Aether's manhood a nice stroke, before he pops back the top of the waistband to release his lover, to lean his face really close to his groin.]
-or this.
[Opening his mouth just so, he wraps his tongue and lips around the tip, sucking on it gently, looking up with intrigue as to what Aether will choose.]