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[ 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?

It's fun. Letting go with you ... You can handle me just fine.

[ Which does mean he's less worried about accidentally killing him, because so far even causing the damage he did has been a struggle. He might not have had his weapon of choice but that doesn't change the fact that Childe is more than capable.

And since he's already slick, he won't waste too much time before adding a second finger, opening him up as much as he can, quick and a little rough ]

And your blood just makes me want to do it more and more.

…glad you had a good time, sensei. [ cups his cheek with his bloodied hand and smears a bit of his own blood on five’s face, grinning. ] I told you that you could trust me. [ drags him into a kiss as the second finger is added, so he inevitably groans into five’s mouth. ] We can do it again, sensei. Now that you know things won’t immediately end in despair you can get more comfortable with the idea of throwing any and all caution to the wind.

[ There's a little laugh at that, and then he shakes his head, still working on opening him up ]

If i truly threw all caution to the wind I'd come at you with an axe and that'd be a little more deadly than a few slashes here and there. Although...

[ he brings his other hand to one of those cuts, just tracing it with his fingers this time, not trying to dig them in ]

Those look very pretty on you.

And just where would you get an axe, hm, [ he smiles as five traces the wounds he’s made. ] you enjoy knives, so I bought you a knife. [ leans out to kiss him. ] Don’t let it go next time.

Heh… you’d probably have loved to see me getting back from a particularly difficult battle. Covered in blood and a couple of wounds here and there - smile on my face.

One of my unit mates used to have one apparently, I could see about finding it again.

[ He kisses him back, and once he's satisfied enough with the preparation he'll pull his fingers out of him, hands going to his hips so he can position himself right against his hole. He's going to wait just a few moments before he actually shoves him down, giving him 0 warning ]

And actually I think I would be worried to death. No matter how sexy you might be, it's not the same if I'm not the one inflicting those.

But I only want you to use my knife when we play, though I suppose I’m a bit interested to see this axe.

[ childe goes rigid the moment five impales him on his duck, mouth dropping open as he groans loudly. ] S- so much, Five. [ chokes back a laugh as he grips his shoulders and lifts himself up only to slam back down. ] Move, I want you t- to move.

I'm only joking—

[ There's a soft moan as Childe moves, and he could be mean, but he will indulge him - moving along with him, bringing his mouth to his neck to dot him with quick little kisses ]

I still want to stab you, you know.

Why am I… why am I not surprised. [ he can’t help but let out a hoarse laugh. ] Go ahead then, but be mindful of where you stab me while we’re fucking, Five, since I’m not interested in dying before I come.

[ The answer surprises him a little, because it was a throwaway comment. And for a moment he really wants to grab on his knife and push it as deep as it will go while Childe is so willing to indulge him.

But instead he focuses on fucking him, his hold on his hips tightening as he forces him into a harsher pace, rough and fast, trying to drive him wild with each thrusts ]

Oh, so I only need to — make you come first?

If you'd like to stab me, sensei, you don't have to wait, but I expect the courtesy of coming if you intend to try to kill me... though, I bet you'll come first. I've had a lot of practice in orgasm denial. [ kisses him, hard, groaning into it and making it infinitely more sloppy. ]

[ Well that's a good distraction, and he lets out a noise of pleasure, his hands moving to his ass, groping and touching him like he's trying to commit the shape of him to his memory, using the hold to keep fucking into him.

He's rough with that kiss too - although he's mostly calmed down, Childe is good at making him put down his defenses, and stop repressing most of his instincts. They both like it like that, so why hold back?

It's only when he feels himself out of air that he does pull back, and he'll reach for the knife he gifted him, not stabbing him but letting the blade rest at the center of his chest, drawing just the slightest amount of blood ]

[ as soon as the kiss breaks childe flashes five with a toothy smirk. ] It sure seems like you're enjoying yourself, Five. [ ...>3 ] Good. [ he grabs five's hand, the one that's got a hold of the dagger, and presses it more firmly into himself; spurring another streak of red to form on his chest. ] Go ahead and have a taste... [ because he's sure as fuck going to - so he brings the dagger to his lips and licks a stripe up the blade. ]

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