[Perhaps he was enduring it so badly, that it feels like a dam has broken. Even the soft press of Childe's lips against his own pulls a whimper out of him. It's almost embarrassing how freeing it feels to be able to make sounds when he's still bound and exposed.
But he smiles softly at Childe's words, giving him a nod. Ultimately, they are still figuring things out. Mistakes happen to everyone, but they would always hear each other out. And no matter how unsure about something Aether would be, he loves Childe and trusts him in a way he wouldn't trust anyone else. Perhaps this is why he chooses to stay bounded. Shortly afterwards, his eyes close and he moans helplessly at every kiss bestowed upon his chest. The soft, caring affection is making him melt as his heart swells with love. His body shudders when Childe's tongue plays with his nipples.]
Childe...
[He missed saying his name, calling for him as need spreads through every fibre of his existence. He wants to kiss his lover, reach for him, but his wrists are still restrained by the fabrics. And he shudders again, helpless but in this strangely pleasant way that makes him want to offer himself to the love of his life as his body sinks into the mattress.
His cries grow more breathless and needy as Childe's kisses continue. Each patch of skin that has been graced with searching fingers or those loving lips is left with a lingering burning sensation. He just can't get enough of it. Aether's head pushes back into the pillows, his back arches forward. He needs more.
Ah.
A sharp gasp leaves him when he feels the other's hand sinking under the only piece of clothing left on him. Aether opens his eyes to take a look, his gaze dazed, almost feverish and the heavy blush on his face coupled with the way his chest raises up and down with each heavy breath does not help.
The way Childe touches him makes it so difficult to think. He needs him... He needs him so badly. His heart only picks up as he's observing his lover's propositions, feeling them against his sensitive skin. His breath shudders as tongue glides against him.]
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But he smiles softly at Childe's words, giving him a nod. Ultimately, they are still figuring things out. Mistakes happen to everyone, but they would always hear each other out. And no matter how unsure about something Aether would be, he loves Childe and trusts him in a way he wouldn't trust anyone else. Perhaps this is why he chooses to stay bounded. Shortly afterwards, his eyes close and he moans helplessly at every kiss bestowed upon his chest. The soft, caring affection is making him melt as his heart swells with love. His body shudders when Childe's tongue plays with his nipples.]
Childe...
[He missed saying his name, calling for him as need spreads through every fibre of his existence. He wants to kiss his lover, reach for him, but his wrists are still restrained by the fabrics. And he shudders again, helpless but in this strangely pleasant way that makes him want to offer himself to the love of his life as his body sinks into the mattress.
His cries grow more breathless and needy as Childe's kisses continue. Each patch of skin that has been graced with searching fingers or those loving lips is left with a lingering burning sensation. He just can't get enough of it. Aether's head pushes back into the pillows, his back arches forward. He needs more.
Ah.
A sharp gasp leaves him when he feels the other's hand sinking under the only piece of clothing left on him. Aether opens his eyes to take a look, his gaze dazed, almost feverish and the heavy blush on his face coupled with the way his chest raises up and down with each heavy breath does not help.
The way Childe touches him makes it so difficult to think. He needs him... He needs him so badly. His heart only picks up as he's observing his lover's propositions, feeling them against his sensitive skin. His breath shudders as tongue glides against him.]
...This.
[His voice is almost lost with gasps.]
Childe, I... [He can't even finish the sentence.]