You're about to find out. I can't have you escaping while I slowly break you down.
[The rest of Aether's costume is really going to be in his way, though. Childe's hand slips under the small of Aether's back while his other hand starts to pull down on the costume, having other ideas for it. Eventually, it'll get unceremoniously pulled right off of Aether's body- and Childe's wicked grin couldn't be wider as he holds it in his hands, crouched over Aether's body like a predator who's finally cornered its prey.]
Try to relax. I promise I'll be gentle...
[He winks at the traveler- he has an idea to make this more interesting for the two of them.
And with Aether's own costume, he grabs one of his wrists, using the fabric to tie it around one of the posts of the headboard above Aether's head, before grabbing his other wrist and tying them both together. Looking satisfied now that he's bound Aether to the bed, he resumes his role of the evil Night King, laughing evilly as he straddles the Honorary Knight.]
And what will you do now? You're all mine for the taking...struggle all you like, hahahahah.
[He's not quite sure what Childe is planning but he lets him strip him from the costume, enjoying his lover's warm touch. Soon, the traveler is laying there only in his underwear, smiling and blinking at the comment and the wink. He's not worried... at first.
The moment he realizes that his costume is now going to be used to bound him to the bed, Aether's expression changes. He doesn't resist, knowing full well that Childe wouldn't do anything to hurt him, not when they aren't fighting. The fabric is tied firmly around his wrists, but just enough to restrain him for the time being. He's pretty sure he could slip his hands free if he really wanted to.
Yet, the fact that he's exposed, vulnerable and unable to move as he wants is making him blush hard. He knows Childe will be good to him, despite all that evil king talk and that thought is enough to make his body tremble with anticipation. But he can't hide that he's uneasy, too. This isn't a position he's used to.
He promised Childe he'll do anything he wants and he trusts him. He's planning to go through with this!!]
It seems I really can no longer defy you. Nothing can save me now.
That's right, [he responds, drinking in the sight of Aether's body under him, primed and ready for him to touch and pleasure to his heart's content. His hand slides down the man's bare chest, letting his fingertips dance across his skin as he trails it downward, to only stop a few inches from his prize. But he's got a lot more fun in store for Aether than just that.]
I'm glad to hear you've accepted your fate. Now that you're my little toy for the night, you've got to play by my rules.
[Childe leans over, putting a hand over Aether's eyes as he slots his lips with his, pressing a firm and confident kiss to it before sitting back up.]
I'm going to make you feel like you're drowning. But I don't want to hear a peep from you. No moaning, no sighs, nothing. Just silence while I pleasure you, hahaha...
[He doesn't know why, but being stuck like this makes him so much more sensitive. His breath hitches and tiny moans form in his throat when he feels the other's fingers all over his chest, travelling down his form only to stop at some point.
Aether's face burns. It feels like fire sparked beneath his skin in every place that was touched so far.
And then his eyes are covered, the kiss pressed to his lips. He gasps only to find out that he needs it, wants it so badly. He's already dizzy, even though his heart continues beating madly with both excitement and nervousness. His eyes widen when he hears Childe's "rules".]
W-what...
[His voice dies down. Even if he wanted to go with that, he's not sure if he can handle it. His breath shudders and mindlessly he thugs on the restrains, before biting on his lower lip.
He promised to do anything.]
If... that's what my king wishes to do.
[He'll fail. He'll fail so miserably, he knows it. Childe is going to drive him insane.]
[The calm, devious smile he flashes is one of pure, unadulterated chaos. He's counting on Aether failing, and will punish him accordingly- just to drive him more and more crazy with want and desire. There's nothing he'd love more than to make his lover more and more addicted to him, and now that he's got the chance he's going to take it. Every shudder that runs through the traveler's body is felt through the Harbinger's fingertips, which now wander downward to skate over the fabric of the clothed arousal of his lover's shaft.
Childe licks his lips, his own greed growing, leaning down to kiss into Aether's neck. He starts small, sucking lightly on the skin, hand busy teasing him below his hips.]
It is. And it starts now.
[He begins to press open-mouthed kisses to Aether's neck now, rubbing the Grand Duke with more fervor. It excites him to see if his companion here can take it, his own body shivering with anticipation to feel how the other reacts to his touches.]
[Childe is literally evil. There's no going easy on this poor, trapped traveler, no.
His smile is pure chaos, the way he licks his lips alone makes Aether tremble. The light sucking against the traveller's skin sends jolts all over his body and the touch is already driving him insane. And then it only gets worse. It takes all his energy to not make a sound when kisses are pressed to his neck and the touches grow in fervour. Aether doesn't doubt that his partner knows perfectly well where and how to pleasure him.
He bites on his lip again, eyes shut tight, tugging on the restrains as his body shudders beneath Childe's. It's easy to notice how tensed his muscles are and he's focusing completely on staying quiet.
Hopefully, he doesn't forget how to breathe.
He does not know how long he can handle this, but he's stubborn.]
[Little does Aether know, but it's torturous to Childe to not hear him moan and cry for him. He's impressed that the traveler is able to keep himself from groaning with delight under each stroke that grazes him, from every kiss he administers to his neck. He deserves a reward for this, for being so good at following his instructions, smiling into the kiss before he pulls back to break it.
He wants get a good look at Aether's face, savoring the taste of him on his tongue, licking his lips again as he drinks in his lover underneath him.]
I'm impressed. Since you've done such a good job, I'll lift any and all rules for the time being. Now, how would you like me to reward you?
[The Harbinger's hand comes down to softly graze Aether's cheek, gazing down with adoration for him, wanting nothing else but to give him all the pleasure and love he deserves.]
[He's trembling, wanting so badly to gasp and moan but keeping himself from any sounds as Childe kisses his feverish skin, touches him in just the right places.
It's a torture.
How much longer will he endure it? Thankfully, he doesn't have to hold himself back any longer as Childe announces that he's lifting the rules and Aether sighs with relief. He takes a few more deep breathes, leaning right into the hand that touches his cheek with care.]
...Just don't make me do that ever again.
[There's a small frown on his face, but he honestly can hardly blame Childe for anything. It's Aether's own fault for playing along and being stubborn. At least now, even though he's still bound to the bed, he's more relaxed. His face is still burning up bright with blush that reaches his ears. He did a good job, he got praise, Childe's adoring gaze is making his heart beat faster.
[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.]
[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.]
[His eyes flash as it seems that his partner has made his choice, tugging the underwear down with his free hand enough to completely free Aether of his confines. There's a low chuckle that comes from the Harbinger, happy with the decision made, and now he'll give Aether the pleasure he's seeking. Making his lover into a stuttering mess is cute beyond description, giving him one last, mischievous glance before he closes his eyes to sink deeper down on his cock, tongue massaging it as his lips drag across the sensitive skin.
He makes sure to sink as far down as his throat allows, Aether's scent driving him crazy with lust as he lets his head begin to bob up and down, his tongue working alongside of his lips that wrap firmly around him. Small, satisfied moans bubble up from him, fighting the urge to touch himself at the same time, heat searing his mouth from having Aether inside.
Every gasp, every cry from his lover is well worth the effort. It makes his body shudder with anticipation for the next groan he can drag out of him, and it only spurs him on to move at a pace that makes Aether's body respond to him. Tartaglia's hand wraps around the traveler's base as he finds a rhythm that he finds will elicit every noise he's seeking, his other hand coming up to grip into the other man's hip, rolling it under his palm as he continues his work.
For a second, Childe glances up from beneath his long lashes to get a glimpse of what Aether's face must look like, his smile barely noticeable as he sucks and massages Aether to his heart's content.]
Even the way Childe looks at him is making him shudder and his brain struggles to form any cohesive thought when he feels the other's mouth around himself. Aether pushes his head into the pillows, helpless cries of pleasure leaving his lips shamelessly. His toes curl, knees bend and his body trembles. Childe's own moans don't help at all, rippling through the traveler's body, making him only more drunk with pleasure.
He tugs at his restrains again, regretting so badly that he can't show his appreciation for his lover, that he can't touch him. He can't even tell him how much he's enjoying all of this, because it's too difficult to form words and any sounds that escape him are just needy noises.
Childe really knows how to spoil him, how to touch him just right, how to make the rhythm so perfect and at the same time how to drive him insane with bliss.
It doesn't take too long for Aether to reach the climax. He lets a breathless gasp, his body shudders and then he just drowns, sinking into the mattress with face bright red and skin feeling overly sensitive. His chest falls up and down as he's trying to calm his breathing.]
That felt... so good. [He whispers, eyes closing.]
[When he looks up, he sees everything he wants to see from Aether, his face betraying the ecstasy he knows is rippling through him with every stroke of his lips and tongue. And when he finally reaches his high, Childe makes sure that he catches every single last drop, happy that he was able to make the traveler feel great and that it seems as if he's full satisfied him. The Harbinger sits up, looking pleased with himself and surveying how he's managed to make Aether a complete mess on the bed.
He's also proud that his lover didn't even remove himself from his makeshift binds, now crawling up towards them to untie him from the headboard.]
I gathered as such, [he says, grinning from ear to ear as the costume he used for the binds gets thrown off somewhere in the bedroom to be taken care of later.]
You were squirming an awful lot- I have the feeling I did a pretty good job, huh?
[He looks so proud of himself...he's looking for praise...]
[He opens his eyes and is greeted with the sight of Childe right above him, untying him from his restrains. There's a proud look on his lover's face as he talks and Aether can't help but sigh a little, face bright red. Once his hands are freed he presses them to himself, massaging his wrists lightly for the moment. His skin is still so sensitive.
But then he reaches to his lover, catching his face with both his hands, a look of pure adoration in his eyes, while the redness of his cheeks is still there.]
You were amazing. [He says with a smile, voice somehow hushed. His hands wander, gently brushing the ginger hair, before moving back to Childe's face. Aether has wanted to touch him so badly and now he finally can.]
But I don't think I'm happy.
[He tries to lean closer and press his lips lightly against Childe's skin. His entire body protests, telling him that he still needs time, but he doesn't want to wait.]
I won't be happy until I made you feel just as great.
[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.]
[Isn't his boyfriend just the most adorable when he nuzzles into his hand like this, making Aether's heart grow in his chest? But then Childe's eyes glint with mischief and the traveler can't hold back a soft puff of laughter. The challenge, of course, is only to be expected and Aether wouldn't be himself if he didn't accept it.]
Now, what shall I do?
[Amusement rings in his voice. He takes one of his hands back to support himself as he leans close, his lips grazing Childe's ear.]
Well, first I need you to lay on your back for me... Get comfortable. [He whispers, making sure his lips brush the other's skin with every word. At the same time he'll try to gently coax his lover to shift positions. Aether's body touches to the other and he can't help but sigh. Maybe this is too soon for him, but at the same time he can't help it. He's greedy, he needs the other close.
Maybe Childe is bad influence on him. Not that Aether minds.]
[The words send a shiver down his spine as they're spoken into his ear, his imagination already getting a jumpstart on what Aether may do to him once he's on his back. His lips make Tartaglia's ear tingle, and he's easily coaxed downward onto the bed, head hitting the pillow as he looks up at his lover with anticipation.
He has no problem getting comfortable, wearing a smirk as he waits for whatever sinful idea Aether's got in his head.]
Now, I'm excited. Putting your enemy in the most vulnerable position you can...now I'm all yours, traveler.
[He winks at him, and yet, still manages to seem devious, like he's got a plan (he doesn't.)]
Don't waste this opportunity, now. If you do, I'll certainly make you pay for it.
[He hums softly, settling on top of his lover, smiling at how easily Childe listens to him. Then he can't help but laugh gently at the other's words. The never-ending challenge even when he's in this kind of situation.]
Hmm, how romantic of you. Threatening me even now. [His voice is playful as he shifts enough to bump his nose against Childe's and caress his lover's face with soft fingers, admiring him like a precious treasure.] Should I waste this opportunity on purpose to find out what devious things you're plotting?
[Even if Childe isn't planning anything, he's still chaos incarnated, so Aether is more than sure he would come up with something on the spot.
Either way, now is the traveler's time to shine and he easily shifts again, still smiling as his lips press against the soft skin on the other's neck. His tongue slips out to feel the skin better, his hands wander, exploring toned muscles. Childe's warmth is so welcoming, so addicting. He wants to kiss every spot on his body, caress and touch every part of him. His lips languidly drag lower to the collarbone, his hands slip to the other's side and Aether sighs, enjoying the moment and hoping that his lover enjoys it, too.]
[Childe feels himself sink into the mattress once Aether lies on top of him, warmth spreading across his body, looking up to gaze back into his lover's eyes with a love-sick expression, stupidly grinning as the hand on his face makes his skin tingle and his heart beat even more strongly than before.]
Calling my bluff, are you...
[A soft, content sigh is breathed out through his nose as Aether's lips begin to kiss and caress his skin, his hands making Childe's body quiver slightly as he works his way downward. Every touch administered feels so soft and loving, and his own hand snakes up into the back of Aether's hair, letting the strands filter through his fingers as he massages it with his fingertips.]
Mmmmmm... [he hums, clearly happy with the current arrangement,] and you're putting me in a state of contentment too, I see...you truly are getting bolder...ah, that feels so nice...
[And he wouldn't mind if Aether didn't stop, beginning to feel like putty underneath him, to be moved and molded to whatever the traveler feels like making him into. Deeper breaths come from him as his lover continues to pay attention to every detail of his body, relaxing into his touch.]
[It's so satisfying to feel Childe relax under his affection, to have him hum and sigh in content, to watch as he sinks deeper into the pleasure, submitting himself to loving touches and kisses. Aether smiles proudly against his skin, happy to give everything he has to his lover. The fingers in his own hair feel so good, too, almost causing him to purr and nuzzle into the other like a cat that requests more attention.]
I will only get bolder and bolder, you'll see. [He says, joy and amusement ringing in his voice. But there's something more in his tone, too. A need for closeness, for more intimacy.
Aether sighs as his hand wanders up to Childe's chest, then slowly traces the muscles, lazily feeling them under his warm fingertips. It turns into a massage as Aether continues to kiss his lover's skin, dragging his lips languidly against it. Then his thumb carefully circles around one nipple, while his mouth finds the other. A tongue presses against it, feeling the shape, before Aether begins to gently suck on it.
He's focused, eyes closed, soft moans forming in the back of his throat. He wants to make Childe feel good. And so, out of curiosity, his eyes will flicker up at some point, trying to see his lover's expression.]
[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...
[He's smiling to himself, happy for each and every moment they can share together, with little care for the world around them. Having Childe's hand in his hair is relaxing and pulling only more pleased noises out of him. He can't help it, he enjoys when the other plays with his hair.
As Childe speaks, Aether suddenly pauses and blinks, his cheeks glowing bright with pink. It's strange how a simple compliment like this brings out the shy side in the traveler.]
I-I... [He takes a moment to gather his thoughts, before shifting a little. His face presses more to Childe's shoulder, while his hand pushes some of his own golden strands back.] I'm glad you're enjoying our time together... You're beautiful when you're relaxed like this. [His voice grows quieter, his hand trails down the other's chest, then down the stomach. His movement is slow, deliberate.] And you're cute when you blush. [He adds with a soft laugh.
Then he falls silent, just for a moment that feels so much longer than it actually is. And then Aether presses the softest, most tender kiss against Childe's shoulder as if it was a part of some sacred ceremony.]
I love you. [He whispers against the other's skin and every word is spoken right from the very depths of his heart.]
[The hesitation is cute. Childe supposes he wasn't ready to be showered with such compliments, and that makes the Harbinger smile inwardly even more. To think he could make him be so shy with just a few words, he'll have to keep that in mind for the future when they're lying together like this, or maybe even in instances where they aren't so alone, just for the sake of how fun it'll be.
Childe quietly accepts the compliments, feeling his ego swell in addition to the admiration he feels build in his chest for Aether. He can feel the trail of heat left behind by the traveler's hand down his body, the very blush Aether mentions creeping up on his cheeks as he appreciates the attention to his skin. It's so cute when he receives the kiss to his shoulder, his eyes half-lidding in appreciation and he lifts his head from the pillow to look, but he's not expecting the next words.
He swears he feels his heart stop for a moment, the words I love you filtering into his ears like a heavenly melody that he hadn't prepared himself to hear. It catches him off-guard, taking his breath away as he lets Aether melt into his chest, heart buzzing as he finally remembers how to breathe, enough to be able to respond to him in full.]
I love you too.
[Childe's words are soft, feeling dizzy with the sudden euphoria of being told he's loved by the one person that means the world to him in this dreamscape. He swears he could fall into a sea of adoration for Aether, a gentle smile on his face as he cradles the blonde man in his arms.
He could stay here the rest of the day, not saying a word, relaxed and happy to find himself in this position. It's made for a wonderful flower festival, and he couldn't of asked for more.]
[He can already sense it that now when Childe knows how to make him shy, he will happily use it to his advantage. As long as they're alone, the traveler doesn't mind, but who knows what kind of chaos goes through his lover's head.
And yet he would never take his words back as his love is genuine. His eyes soften only more when Childe blushes under his compliments and all the fondness in the world overflows his heart when he sees how much affection is hiding in the blue of his eyes. Aether easily melts against the other, eager to feel his warmth and continue on with kisses and touches until Childe is drowning in pleasure.
...But he doesn't continue on, freezing in the spot. Childe's words are completely unexpected, making Aether look up with wide eyes like he's doubting his own hearing. He's met with tenderness and gentleness that moves him to the core, making him tremble softly as his heart beats in joy. The two of them always showed how much they adored one another through their actions, but to be told "I love you" makes a huge difference.
Aether can't really remember if anyone, except his sister, ever told him that they love him.
He presses close to Childe, almost clinging to him, feeling his heart swell with emotions. He wants to tell him over and over again how much he loves him and how much he means to him. He wants nothing more but to stay like this forever, or at least for as long as this dream will allow them to be.
What a wonderful flower festival indeed.
His lips eventually press against the skin again, but this time with both love and devotion.]
[It doesn't feel right to say anything, instead choosing to stay silent as he appreciates Aether's warmth and the closeness they share in this tender moment. Tartaglia can tell how much his words have affected the traveler, clinging to him the way he does after being told he's loved by the Harbinger. A soft sigh escapes through his nose, holding the other close as they both lie together in bed.
It's one of the few moments that Childe is happy to experience that is tranquil and calm, no longer really concerned with chasing after a sexual high, but rather to only enjoy the feeling of affirming love between the two of them. It's several long moments before he speaks again, stroking Aether's hair lovingly.]
I'm really happy, you know. With this.
[It almost feels like going back to Teyvat now would ruin everything. The Harbingers, their mission to seize authority from the gods, his goal of conquering the world...he could never have this with Aether and accomplish the rest.
Could he?
He feels a tug at his heart when he considers it all, but quickly dismisses it- he doesn't need to dwell on something that he doesn't have to choose between while he's in Reverein.]
So much so that I'm not really willing to give it up.
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[The rest of Aether's costume is really going to be in his way, though. Childe's hand slips under the small of Aether's back while his other hand starts to pull down on the costume, having other ideas for it. Eventually, it'll get unceremoniously pulled right off of Aether's body- and Childe's wicked grin couldn't be wider as he holds it in his hands, crouched over Aether's body like a predator who's finally cornered its prey.]
Try to relax. I promise I'll be gentle...
[He winks at the traveler- he has an idea to make this more interesting for the two of them.
And with Aether's own costume, he grabs one of his wrists, using the fabric to tie it around one of the posts of the headboard above Aether's head, before grabbing his other wrist and tying them both together. Looking satisfied now that he's bound Aether to the bed, he resumes his role of the evil Night King, laughing evilly as he straddles the Honorary Knight.]
And what will you do now? You're all mine for the taking...struggle all you like, hahahahah.
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The moment he realizes that his costume is now going to be used to bound him to the bed, Aether's expression changes. He doesn't resist, knowing full well that Childe wouldn't do anything to hurt him, not when they aren't fighting. The fabric is tied firmly around his wrists, but just enough to restrain him for the time being. He's pretty sure he could slip his hands free if he really wanted to.
Yet, the fact that he's exposed, vulnerable and unable to move as he wants is making him blush hard. He knows Childe will be good to him, despite all that evil king talk and that thought is enough to make his body tremble with anticipation. But he can't hide that he's uneasy, too. This isn't a position he's used to.
He promised Childe he'll do anything he wants and he trusts him. He's planning to go through with this!!]
It seems I really can no longer defy you. Nothing can save me now.
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I'm glad to hear you've accepted your fate. Now that you're my little toy for the night, you've got to play by my rules.
[Childe leans over, putting a hand over Aether's eyes as he slots his lips with his, pressing a firm and confident kiss to it before sitting back up.]
I'm going to make you feel like you're drowning. But I don't want to hear a peep from you. No moaning, no sighs, nothing. Just silence while I pleasure you, hahaha...
[He grins- think you can handle it?]
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Aether's face burns. It feels like fire sparked beneath his skin in every place that was touched so far.
And then his eyes are covered, the kiss pressed to his lips. He gasps only to find out that he needs it, wants it so badly. He's already dizzy, even though his heart continues beating madly with both excitement and nervousness. His eyes widen when he hears Childe's "rules".]
W-what...
[His voice dies down. Even if he wanted to go with that, he's not sure if he can handle it. His breath shudders and mindlessly he thugs on the restrains, before biting on his lower lip.
He promised to do anything.]
If... that's what my king wishes to do.
[He'll fail. He'll fail so miserably, he knows it. Childe is going to drive him insane.]
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Childe licks his lips, his own greed growing, leaning down to kiss into Aether's neck. He starts small, sucking lightly on the skin, hand busy teasing him below his hips.]
It is. And it starts now.
[He begins to press open-mouthed kisses to Aether's neck now, rubbing the Grand Duke with more fervor. It excites him to see if his companion here can take it, his own body shivering with anticipation to feel how the other reacts to his touches.]
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His smile is pure chaos, the way he licks his lips alone makes Aether tremble. The light sucking against the traveller's skin sends jolts all over his body and the touch is already driving him insane. And then it only gets worse. It takes all his energy to not make a sound when kisses are pressed to his neck and the touches grow in fervour. Aether doesn't doubt that his partner knows perfectly well where and how to pleasure him.
He bites on his lip again, eyes shut tight, tugging on the restrains as his body shudders beneath Childe's. It's easy to notice how tensed his muscles are and he's focusing completely on staying quiet.
Hopefully, he doesn't forget how to breathe.
He does not know how long he can handle this, but he's stubborn.]
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He wants get a good look at Aether's face, savoring the taste of him on his tongue, licking his lips again as he drinks in his lover underneath him.]
I'm impressed. Since you've done such a good job, I'll lift any and all rules for the time being. Now, how would you like me to reward you?
[The Harbinger's hand comes down to softly graze Aether's cheek, gazing down with adoration for him, wanting nothing else but to give him all the pleasure and love he deserves.]
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It's a torture.
How much longer will he endure it? Thankfully, he doesn't have to hold himself back any longer as Childe announces that he's lifting the rules and Aether sighs with relief. He takes a few more deep breathes, leaning right into the hand that touches his cheek with care.]
...Just don't make me do that ever again.
[There's a small frown on his face, but he honestly can hardly blame Childe for anything. It's Aether's own fault for playing along and being stubborn. At least now, even though he's still bound to the bed, he's more relaxed. His face is still burning up bright with blush that reaches his ears. He did a good job, he got praise, Childe's adoring gaze is making his heart beat faster.
Still...]
And maybe try being a nicer evil king?
[Then he won't be evil anymore!]
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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.]
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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.]
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He makes sure to sink as far down as his throat allows, Aether's scent driving him crazy with lust as he lets his head begin to bob up and down, his tongue working alongside of his lips that wrap firmly around him. Small, satisfied moans bubble up from him, fighting the urge to touch himself at the same time, heat searing his mouth from having Aether inside.
Every gasp, every cry from his lover is well worth the effort. It makes his body shudder with anticipation for the next groan he can drag out of him, and it only spurs him on to move at a pace that makes Aether's body respond to him. Tartaglia's hand wraps around the traveler's base as he finds a rhythm that he finds will elicit every noise he's seeking, his other hand coming up to grip into the other man's hip, rolling it under his palm as he continues his work.
For a second, Childe glances up from beneath his long lashes to get a glimpse of what Aether's face must look like, his smile barely noticeable as he sucks and massages Aether to his heart's content.]
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Even the way Childe looks at him is making him shudder and his brain struggles to form any cohesive thought when he feels the other's mouth around himself. Aether pushes his head into the pillows, helpless cries of pleasure leaving his lips shamelessly. His toes curl, knees bend and his body trembles. Childe's own moans don't help at all, rippling through the traveler's body, making him only more drunk with pleasure.
He tugs at his restrains again, regretting so badly that he can't show his appreciation for his lover, that he can't touch him. He can't even tell him how much he's enjoying all of this, because it's too difficult to form words and any sounds that escape him are just needy noises.
Childe really knows how to spoil him, how to touch him just right, how to make the rhythm so perfect and at the same time how to drive him insane with bliss.
It doesn't take too long for Aether to reach the climax. He lets a breathless gasp, his body shudders and then he just drowns, sinking into the mattress with face bright red and skin feeling overly sensitive. His chest falls up and down as he's trying to calm his breathing.]
That felt... so good. [He whispers, eyes closing.]
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He's also proud that his lover didn't even remove himself from his makeshift binds, now crawling up towards them to untie him from the headboard.]
I gathered as such, [he says, grinning from ear to ear as the costume he used for the binds gets thrown off somewhere in the bedroom to be taken care of later.]
You were squirming an awful lot- I have the feeling I did a pretty good job, huh?
[He looks so proud of himself...he's looking for praise...]
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But then he reaches to his lover, catching his face with both his hands, a look of pure adoration in his eyes, while the redness of his cheeks is still there.]
You were amazing. [He says with a smile, voice somehow hushed. His hands wander, gently brushing the ginger hair, before moving back to Childe's face. Aether has wanted to touch him so badly and now he finally can.]
But I don't think I'm happy.
[He tries to lean closer and press his lips lightly against Childe's skin. His entire body protests, telling him that he still needs time, but he doesn't want to wait.]
I won't be happy until I made you feel just as great.
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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.
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Now, what shall I do?
[Amusement rings in his voice. He takes one of his hands back to support himself as he leans close, his lips grazing Childe's ear.]
Well, first I need you to lay on your back for me... Get comfortable. [He whispers, making sure his lips brush the other's skin with every word. At the same time he'll try to gently coax his lover to shift positions. Aether's body touches to the other and he can't help but sigh. Maybe this is too soon for him, but at the same time he can't help it. He's greedy, he needs the other close.
Maybe Childe is bad influence on him. Not that Aether minds.]
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He has no problem getting comfortable, wearing a smirk as he waits for whatever sinful idea Aether's got in his head.]
Now, I'm excited. Putting your enemy in the most vulnerable position you can...now I'm all yours, traveler.
[He winks at him, and yet, still manages to seem devious, like he's got a plan (he doesn't.)]
Don't waste this opportunity, now. If you do, I'll certainly make you pay for it.
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Hmm, how romantic of you. Threatening me even now. [His voice is playful as he shifts enough to bump his nose against Childe's and caress his lover's face with soft fingers, admiring him like a precious treasure.] Should I waste this opportunity on purpose to find out what devious things you're plotting?
[Even if Childe isn't planning anything, he's still chaos incarnated, so Aether is more than sure he would come up with something on the spot.
Either way, now is the traveler's time to shine and he easily shifts again, still smiling as his lips press against the soft skin on the other's neck. His tongue slips out to feel the skin better, his hands wander, exploring toned muscles. Childe's warmth is so welcoming, so addicting. He wants to kiss every spot on his body, caress and touch every part of him. His lips languidly drag lower to the collarbone, his hands slip to the other's side and Aether sighs, enjoying the moment and hoping that his lover enjoys it, too.]
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Calling my bluff, are you...
[A soft, content sigh is breathed out through his nose as Aether's lips begin to kiss and caress his skin, his hands making Childe's body quiver slightly as he works his way downward. Every touch administered feels so soft and loving, and his own hand snakes up into the back of Aether's hair, letting the strands filter through his fingers as he massages it with his fingertips.]
Mmmmmm... [he hums, clearly happy with the current arrangement,] and you're putting me in a state of contentment too, I see...you truly are getting bolder...ah, that feels so nice...
[And he wouldn't mind if Aether didn't stop, beginning to feel like putty underneath him, to be moved and molded to whatever the traveler feels like making him into. Deeper breaths come from him as his lover continues to pay attention to every detail of his body, relaxing into his touch.]
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I will only get bolder and bolder, you'll see. [He says, joy and amusement ringing in his voice. But there's something more in his tone, too. A need for closeness, for more intimacy.
Aether sighs as his hand wanders up to Childe's chest, then slowly traces the muscles, lazily feeling them under his warm fingertips. It turns into a massage as Aether continues to kiss his lover's skin, dragging his lips languidly against it. Then his thumb carefully circles around one nipple, while his mouth finds the other. A tongue presses against it, feeling the shape, before Aether begins to gently suck on it.
He's focused, eyes closed, soft moans forming in the back of his throat. He wants to make Childe feel good. And so, out of curiosity, his eyes will flicker up at some point, trying to see his lover's expression.]
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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...
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As Childe speaks, Aether suddenly pauses and blinks, his cheeks glowing bright with pink. It's strange how a simple compliment like this brings out the shy side in the traveler.]
I-I... [He takes a moment to gather his thoughts, before shifting a little. His face presses more to Childe's shoulder, while his hand pushes some of his own golden strands back.] I'm glad you're enjoying our time together... You're beautiful when you're relaxed like this. [His voice grows quieter, his hand trails down the other's chest, then down the stomach. His movement is slow, deliberate.] And you're cute when you blush. [He adds with a soft laugh.
Then he falls silent, just for a moment that feels so much longer than it actually is. And then Aether presses the softest, most tender kiss against Childe's shoulder as if it was a part of some sacred ceremony.]
I love you. [He whispers against the other's skin and every word is spoken right from the very depths of his heart.]
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Childe quietly accepts the compliments, feeling his ego swell in addition to the admiration he feels build in his chest for Aether. He can feel the trail of heat left behind by the traveler's hand down his body, the very blush Aether mentions creeping up on his cheeks as he appreciates the attention to his skin. It's so cute when he receives the kiss to his shoulder, his eyes half-lidding in appreciation and he lifts his head from the pillow to look, but he's not expecting the next words.
He swears he feels his heart stop for a moment, the words I love you filtering into his ears like a heavenly melody that he hadn't prepared himself to hear. It catches him off-guard, taking his breath away as he lets Aether melt into his chest, heart buzzing as he finally remembers how to breathe, enough to be able to respond to him in full.]
I love you too.
[Childe's words are soft, feeling dizzy with the sudden euphoria of being told he's loved by the one person that means the world to him in this dreamscape. He swears he could fall into a sea of adoration for Aether, a gentle smile on his face as he cradles the blonde man in his arms.
He could stay here the rest of the day, not saying a word, relaxed and happy to find himself in this position. It's made for a wonderful flower festival, and he couldn't of asked for more.]
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And yet he would never take his words back as his love is genuine. His eyes soften only more when Childe blushes under his compliments and all the fondness in the world overflows his heart when he sees how much affection is hiding in the blue of his eyes. Aether easily melts against the other, eager to feel his warmth and continue on with kisses and touches until Childe is drowning in pleasure.
...But he doesn't continue on, freezing in the spot. Childe's words are completely unexpected, making Aether look up with wide eyes like he's doubting his own hearing. He's met with tenderness and gentleness that moves him to the core, making him tremble softly as his heart beats in joy. The two of them always showed how much they adored one another through their actions, but to be told "I love you" makes a huge difference.
Aether can't really remember if anyone, except his sister, ever told him that they love him.
He presses close to Childe, almost clinging to him, feeling his heart swell with emotions. He wants to tell him over and over again how much he loves him and how much he means to him. He wants nothing more but to stay like this forever, or at least for as long as this dream will allow them to be.
What a wonderful flower festival indeed.
His lips eventually press against the skin again, but this time with both love and devotion.]
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It's one of the few moments that Childe is happy to experience that is tranquil and calm, no longer really concerned with chasing after a sexual high, but rather to only enjoy the feeling of affirming love between the two of them. It's several long moments before he speaks again, stroking Aether's hair lovingly.]
I'm really happy, you know. With this.
[It almost feels like going back to Teyvat now would ruin everything. The Harbingers, their mission to seize authority from the gods, his goal of conquering the world...he could never have this with Aether and accomplish the rest.
Could he?
He feels a tug at his heart when he considers it all, but quickly dismisses it- he doesn't need to dwell on something that he doesn't have to choose between while he's in Reverein.]
So much so that I'm not really willing to give it up.
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