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[ grabs for his neck, grinning. ] But it’s true. I’m going to win and I’m going to fuck you, Five.

[ Well. That is hot, he can't lie, and it's clear the whole fight has him excited despite his current predicament - the sight of Childe's blood enticing him even further. And oh how he wants to see more.

So he just laughs, grabs his knife again and tries to slash at him - not really minding or caring where, just wanting to hit him ]

You sure you don't want to ride my cock instead? Assuming - you're gonna subdue me.

[ ...motherfuck. he is so turned on right now. five manages to get him straight across the chest, prompting a sudden splash of blood that'll hit some of his own clothing before it starts darkening childe's own. childe tries to grab his hand, the one with the knife, probably further injuring himself in the process, but he's certain he can overpower five and shove him up against the nearest wooden support. ]

I'll subdue you, Five, and then I'll have you just *dying* to ride my dick.

[ He manages, because though he can handle himself in a fight he's certainly better when he has some distance and can use things that surround him to his advantage. When it comes to pure physical strength alone, he's not a match for him.

But once he's disarmed and shoved, he will try to grab on Childe to reverse their positions, so he can pin him instead ]

[ it’s going to be a bit of a fight to do so, but five eventually manages… and it’s then that childe changes forms again - turning into a fox and ducking under his legs. he changes back and then body checks him into the support that he’d tried so hard to get away from. ] c’Mon Five. [ takes off his torn shirt and throws it aside, bare chest covered in smears of blood and a number of scars. ] Turn up the heat.

[ The smell of blood is a little distracting, making him all the more hungry, and the worst is that he can't reach for his knife again from this position. But that doesn't matter. He has other ideas, he'll just have to wait for Childe to take action instead.

He lets out a grunt, looking back at him as much as he can from that position ]

Why don't you get started on that? Come on. Show me what you want to do to me.

[ since five isn’t turning around he’s going to step back and shove the heel of his boot into his back, pressing him more firmly into the support. ]

Is that really what you want, Five. I can certainly cut through your clothes and see if you’re not already hard for me.

[ That's sexier than it has any right to be. But for now he doesn't move, just lets out a short, breathless laugh at the rough treatment and the proposal.

Of course he's hard. He doesn't doubt it's the same for Childe. ]

What I want is to drink your blood until there's nothing left of you.

[ childe acts like he’s going to remove his foot… and then shoves five against the support again, laughing. ]

If that’s what you want, Five, then you’re going to have to work and player harder. [ childe sneers, brandishing his claws and preparing to swipe at five’s back. ] Because if you’re not careful I’ll bleed you dry first.

[ Well, isn't that good. He makes only a vague attempt at moving, just to show he's struggling, but he isn't really trying. And if Childe does go through his threat and swipe at his back, he'll activate his ability and make the wound reflect on Childe, keeping it on the same spot.

And if that distracts him enough, he'll actually put some effort into shoving him off of himself and getting up ]

[ so this is not something childe had been expecting… so as soon as he winds up slashing himself he arches his back and lets out a sharp cry! he would have staggered back on his own, but five’s shove helps put even more distance in between them. ]

[ childe hunches over, growling from the depths of his throat. ] Nice trick, Five.

[ JUST TO BE CLEAR THAT ALSO HARMS FIVE, it's just the wound is ALSO reflected on Childe.

He'll get up at that and though he'd tried to put some distance in them, this time he's the one who tries to close that distance, only this time he's trying to grab his wrist to pull him into a kiss ]

[ …oh! in any case he’s still not expecting it the backlash! childe doesn’t have enough time to skirt backward, so five grabs his wrist successfully. he’s about to sock him in the face when he’s dragging into a kiss, a confused and ( slightly ) muffled noise smothered in it. ] Nnf, Five sensei.

[ If he's letting him he'll move so he can bring his lips on his neck, licking the blood while his other hand goes to his chest, trailing down his body so his fingers can ghost over the cut he made ]

I like it when you say my actual name.

[ he’s not trying to murder him, so he’ll let him do as he pleases. he might be enjoying the heck out of this, but he’s still aware that he needs to make sure five doesn’t go overboard. ] I don’t need to stop then, [ childe’s eyes dip to the hand on his chest as he bares his sharp, pointed canines in a grin, ] Number Five.

[ There's a split second of surprise at him using the full version of his name, and it shocks him enough that he stills, not sure what to do and how to react to it. But he has to admit it's hot hearing Childe use that under these circumstances, so despite the confusion, that earns him another kiss - with Five dragging him down for it and biting on his lip before he tries to deepen it.

And if he will let him, he'll try to shove him against the nearest surface to pin him there ]

[ childe groans into his mouth, blood welling as soon as five sinks his teeth into his lip. he’s about to try and get another snarky comment in, but he’s shoved backward, an immediate squirm following as he’s pinned between the counter and five. ] Glad there’s still some fight left in you. [ circles his arms around him and traipses his clawed fingers up and down his back with increasing pressure. ]

[ He's going to have the cuts reflect on childe again, wanting him to feel the exact same pain and to make him bleed more. But he is bringing his mouth to his neck again, this time, to bite down and suck on the blood.

He'll bring his hand on one of the cuts as well, clawing at them and pressing them in to just, well, make it much worse ]

[ he grits his teeth, stopping after another moment, because *hes* not interested in hurting *himself*. he does tilt his head, eyes closing as five starts sucking his neck. ] How do I taste… incredible, rig- [ the word cuts out as five forces open one of the particularly bad cuts, more blood oozing out as childe tries to squirm away. ]

[ He'll pull back once he starts squirming away, though it does take a considerable amount of self control, and he's bringing a hand to his mouth, covering it for a moment as he keeps staring at Childe ]

Thought you could handle a bit of pain.

[ not that five can see it at the moment, but he’s grinning, madly, his tongue flicking at the back of five’s hand for the barest of seconds before he leans out, presses closer, and bites him. yeah, he likes pain, but that doesn’t mean he wants to sit there and take it. work some more for it, five sensei~ ]

[ That seems to be the most exciting reaction he could give him and he's pleased, even if he's forced to pull back ]

You look like a mess. I ike that.

[ swipes his tongue over his own lips, sampling the mix of blood there, and snickers, ] No thanks to you, Five.

What was it you said earlier? You look fuckable.

[ And that's all he says before he tries to grab on him again ]

Hah, are you saying that that’s what I look like now. [ childe doesn’t stop him. doesn’t try to! and instead let’s five get as handsy as he likes, his cheeks flushing and soon matching the blood smeared all over his face. ]

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