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[ 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. ]

[ Good, because he's going to press himself against him, letting him feel how hard he is from just this, as he grinds against him. He does bring his lips to his neck again, licking up blood before doing the same to the blood on his face ]

I want you.

[ childe reaches for five’s ass, giving it a squeeze as he holds him against himself; grinding right back. ] And how do you want me, Five?

[ That does feel nice, and he lets out a low groan, still lapping up any blood he can get before he kisses him once more - rough and heated. It'll take him a bit more before he's satisfied, pulling back to answer the question ]

Bouncing on my cock. I want to look at each of those cuts right as I fuck you.

[ childe indulges in the kiss for a couple of moments, but then he shoves five back, hard, hoping to knock him off balance. ] Sit down then, Five, and let me sit on your dick. [ he holds up his hand, flexing his fingers turned claws. ] Need a hand getting out of your pants, because I can help with that…

[ It does knock him off balance, and there's a small frown but he doesn't protest too much, and lets out a short breathless laugh at those claws ]

You can't keep ripping my clothes.

I can do whatever I want. [ he grabs five’s shoulder and shoves him back, trying to make him sit as he does in fact shred his clothes… but he also tears through the rest of his own as he moves into his lap. ] Fuck me, Five. [ rocks his hips. ] Come on, Five, hurry up and fuck me.

[ Fuck, he's too enticing. He likes it too much - seeing Childe all bloody, knowing he's the reason there's so much blood on him, and he lets out a low, appreciative groan as he moves on his lap and rocks his hid.

Blood isn't an ideal lube and neither is spit, but it's better than nothing, so he's going to bring his hand to Childe's lips, stroking them gently with his thumb ]

I'm not so far gone I can't tell you need some preparation.

Just a little… I can help with that, don’t you worry, though I bet just impaling me on your dick is somewhat enticing. [ he licks at his fingers before leaning out to drag them into his mouth to swirl his tongue over. he hums, watching five through half lidded eyes, his hips once again moving to rock into him. ]

[ He's definitely keeping his eyes on him, like he's completely mesmerized. Like this he looks more beautiful than ever, and as he keeps rocking into him he follows suit, meeting his movements. When he's satisfied enough he'll pull his hand back, bringing it to his ass and letting his finger play around the rim before he pushes one in, not caring to go especially slow this time around ]

Next time we should fight somewhere - where we can go all out.

[ childe is slicker than he has any right to be given their stark lack of prep, so he definitely used his abilities to help with that, though he half considered throwing caution to the wind and letting five fuck him near raw. he growls, biting his already broken and bloodied lip as he dips his head forward to hide against five's shoulder, the pressure of the sudden intrusion making his head swim. ]

I... I have a place. But I guess you enjoyed this enough t- to want to do it again, hm?

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