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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. ]

[ That startles him, and for a moment he's genuinely worried Childe will cut more than he should, and that he won't be able to stop himself from killing him. It shows all over his face too, the flash of worry obvious in his eyes.

But then he's provoking him further and licking the dagger, and he feels his control over himself slipping all over again.

He leans in to lick at the spot he just cut, drinking his blood immediately after while his hands go over the cuts on his back, raking his nails against them with the clear intent of causing pain, of seeing how Childe reacts to that while he's fucking him ]

[ childe knows this is dangerous, so although he keeps goading five into joining the madness he is going to start releasing pheromones… slowly. he arches his back, eyes glistening from the sheer pain, but he’s still smiling. ] Fuck me harder, Five. I’m never going to come if you don’t fuck you like you mean it. [ he’s getting ready to subdue him as soon as he comes, since he doesn’t want this escalating anymore. it was good, so there’s no need to push it further, especially if he’d like to do it again. the chances that something could go wrong are still pretty high. ]

[ It's a good idea because his first instinct was absolutely to grab the knife and properly stab him, this time, let it cut deep over and over again until there's nothing left but a bloody mess. But the pheromones help with that, making him slowly but surely recognize Childe as his alpha, and making him want to please him.

So he shifts position, grabbing on him again to push him down, pinning him with his body weight and putting it all behind each thrusts as he fucks him roughly. He's close, he knows he is, but he wants to satisfy his partner first, and so he brings his hand to his cock, starting to jerk him off in an attempt to make sure he'll come first ]

[ grunts, letting five keep a hold of his hands as her mercilessly fucks him. he groans, arching his back some more and meeting him thrust for thrust; a startled and broken sound escaping him the moment five has his dick. this is a lot, too much, perhaps, but he needs to ensure five comes first, so he can swiftly knock him on his ass. more and more pheromones ooze out of childe, meant to make five a bit more docile… though his insatiable lust may interfere with that. ] Sensei, sensei let me fuck you.

[ He's not quite docile, but he seems to at least be receptive to the request, because he pauses, eyes locked on Childe as he seems to be considering whether to go through it or not.

And eventually he does pull back, giving him space - face flushed as he lets out a sharp inhale - it's clear getting off of him took a lot of self-control and he's close to coming ]

If that's what you want.

It is… [ childe smothers any further response from five with a kiss, hands moving to his hips to tug him into his lap, so he can help him into position. ] I want to bury my dick inside your tight fucken ass, sensei, you always feel so good. [ with a snap of his hips he buries himself into five, eyes rolling back as he doesn’t bother hesitating and simply goes to town fucking him wildly. ] I’m so close, sensei, going to… going to come…

[ He doesn't have access to the same abilities as Childe does so this should be painful. And yet that's what makes it so exhilarating, and it has Five coming pretty might right away, unable to hold himself back the moment he feels Childe filling him up. He cries out his name, Tartaglia, his hands going to his shoulders and his nails digging in, like he can keep him right there if he hold him just a bit tighter ]

[ childe isn’t able to hold back much longer either; a few quick thrusts sending him over the edge and filling up five. he doesn’t try to remove himself, instead laying back and heaving a deep couple of breathes. ] You did real good, sensei. [ kisses him once again. ] Now get some rest.

[ He catches his breath, taking a few moments to come down from his orgasm high, and it's only after a few moments that he realizes he lost control for a moment there, and might have gone way further than he should have had it not been for Childe's ability.

And on one hand, that's terrifying. But on the other, it feels a little nice to have proof he can trust him with this. ]

You should - at least clean up those wounds.

...rest. [ five might be able to feel it, but he punctuates that with another heaping helping of pheromones. mellow out, five, and get some sleep. childe will take care of all of that when you're out. ]

[ That's cheating!! He wants to do some proper after-care and make certain Childe will be fine, but the pheromones make that hard, and he'll end up relaxing against him. While he doesn't fall asleep immediately, he does stop protesting, though he'll mumble something that sounds like "then stay inside" before he does eventually passing out ]

[ he's not leaving! he is going to clean up five and deposit him on the bed while he fixes the mess they made. it certainly takes a lot longer than he imagined it would, but he's kind of a pro at cleaning, so he's got this. he showers afterward and plops down on the bed beside five, working on bandaging himself up. it's a little awkward getting the ones on his back, but he's trying... ]

[ He's lucky he really is out for good or he'd be extra clingy during the entire process. But he ends up just resting, and in the end he only wakes up a while later, once he's already working on bandaging himself up. ]

... Wait, let me.

[ And he'll get up to reach for the bandages, so he can take care of at least that ]

Are you okay?

[ childe doesn’t put up a fight, and instead offers the bandage roll to five to let him help. he hadn’t been doing a great job anyway. ] I’m alright, yeah, just a few bruises here and there. How are you feeling… got it somewhat out of your system?

[ There's a pause as he thinks about it, and then he just resumes working on bandaging him up without answering immediately. Once he's done, he finally leans in to kiss his cheek and answers ]

In a way. I still feel the urge to kill, I don't think that's ever going to go away. But it doesn't feel as pressing. And it does feel relieving, knowing you can tame me.

[ he reaches back, trying to drape his arm around five’s neck to hold him there for a bit longer. ] I didn’t think it’d completely go away, but I’m glad it helped. I told you, sensei, you could trust me.

[ Oh no. How dare he be cute. ]

... You did. And I do. It is quite a privilege, you know.

…I’m glad, sensei. And I know. You’re important to me, so anything I can do… I’ll always try.

[ WHY. Is he so cute. He doesn't know if it's the shared intimacy, what they just did together, and the fact he always feels too affectionate after sex. But before he realizes he ends up blurting out— ]

I have a crush on you.

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