[He can feel his pride swell when he's told that he was amazing, that he'd pleased Aether well enough to elicit such a reaction from him. And for that, he's really glad, and he hopes that he'll do an even better job in the future. Childe's eyes lock on the traveler's as his face is cupped into his hands, eyes closing as he brushes his hair, nuzzling his head against one hand when they return.]

Oh? Then what do you plan on doing, then?

[His eyes dance mischievously, as if daring Aether to take it all a step further and do what he will with him. He's not opposed, and the light brush of Aether's lips against his skin only make him a more willing subject for whatever his lover has planned for him.]

Will you be able to put me in the same state of bliss? Or have I already beaten you, traveler?

[Of course, he's making sex a competition, somehow.]

I welcome you to try, haha.