[Every little sound that Aether lets out as he deftly traces his pecs and pays special attention to his nipples is a relaxing and mind-melting experience for him. Childe's eyes close slowly as the ministrations to his skin lull him into a sense of complacency, the hand in Aether's hair caressing his scalp and enjoying how the soft threads of golden hair slip through the cracks of his fingers. The Harbinger's breath slows, feeling his nipples perk beneath Aether's careful tongue and fingers, as well as the tent in his pants aching for his lover's touch as well.

But this is nice, and long languid sighs escape from him, letting his other arm come to wrap around Aether's back as he lies on top of him.]

Ahhhhh...how lucky I've been to ensnare such a handsome fellow like you, Aether. It feels like heaven beneath your fingers and tongue...

[He's excited to see where this boldness leads, and he's more than willing to encourage it. Childe's body responds in kind, shifting happily from every pass of Aether's lips, yearning for more but happy to be receiving what he's getting regardless.]

Have I ever told you how attractive I find you, comrade? I'll admit, it's hard not to stare sometimes...