You feel divine, Emet-Selchā¦ [ he gives him a little bit of time to get used to being so full before he starts thrusting into him. ] You donāt have to use that name when weāre alone, [ takes his chin and tips his head back to force him to meet his masked gaze. ] Childe or Tartaglia will do just fine. [ a dark chuckle. ] Why donāt you remove my maskā¦ Iād like to continue lavishing you in attention and itās impeding my ability to do so.
You haven't given me your real name. How hurt I am.
[He tries to pull himself off him rising up as high on his knees as he can while catching the edges of his mask with his fingers but not pulling it off yet.]
Hadesā¦ [ removing the mask reveals a humanoid face. childe combs his claw through emetās hair, cradling the back of his head before guiding him into another kiss. his other claw ghosts over his chest, electro energy crackling in between them and leaving subtle tingles over whatever skin heās just barely touched. around them several hydro tentacles manifest, another crackle sounding around them as their tips spark. ] I canāt perform the same trick as you, butā¦ [ and then the tentacles all start groping him - touch anywhere and everywhere, and sending small jolts of pleasure into him. ] Hades, Hades, Hades, ā¦
[Even with all the movement he carefully places the mask on the ground. They have great significance to him after all.
Then he is touching his face and kissing the corner of his lips, his cheek, his jaw before bringing their mouths together. He is undeniably unraveling quickly with the pettings, being filled so full, and any lingering pheromones. His breathe comes in quick gasps with a sharp edge to them as he looks at him.
But he's not one to be outdone. He pets him back with his hands and tendrils of his own without the sigils this time. Making sure he feels just as equally adored as he clamps around him.]
[ o- oh, that's real sweet. masks hold a great deal of significance to him too. it's a symbol of his loyalty to the tsaritsa and his rank among not only the fatui, but also the harbingers. ]
[ each time they share a kiss childe wonders if he could accidentally end up devouring him all, since the overwhelming onslaught of feelings is making it hard to think straight. he can't help but let his thoughts wander, especially when emet is coming apart all around him. ]
[ childe groans against his mouth, eyes becoming lidded as he watches emet with with rapt attention. ] Come undone for me, Hades.
[With that gaze and those sweet words he will climax, Tartaglia hissed through teeth as he does. He breaks eye contact and rag dolls against him after the fact head swimming even though this is a dream.
Gosh, he can easily see outside of the friendship, how Five can find him addicting. He really does push all the right buttons.]
[ childe is there to catch him on the descent, so the speak, a clawed hand coming to his backside to cradle him as an ancient ( and forbidden ) language is spoken against his ear. childe continues rocking his hips and it's not long before he, too, is coming apart. ] Look at you, [ he tilts his head, a loving stroke of his face. ] beautiful.
[With very shaky legs he does try to grind down against him definitely swallowing a small cry. But he tries to mask it by cupping his face and kissing him roughly.]
And are you going to teach me that language of yours?
...so forward. I'll think about it. [ it's not something that should be taught, honestly. it's forbidden and considered kind of cursed. ] I imagine you'd like to be pampered afterward... but being that this is a dream is that even necessary?
[ his cheeks flush a light pink, ] ā¦then allow me. [ the world around them swirls for a moment, changing into one snezhnayaās famed hot springs. childe is back to himself - fox bits an all. he lowers the both of them into the water, keeping hades close. ]
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childeishly) wrote2021-02-25 12:10 pm
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You haven't given me your real name. How hurt I am.
[He tries to pull himself off him rising up as high on his knees as he can while catching the edges of his mask with his fingers but not pulling it off yet.]
Which one is it?
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Hades. ... Call me Hades, Tartaglia.
[He takes off his mask carefully, holding it reverently in his hands.]
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Then he is touching his face and kissing the corner of his lips, his cheek, his jaw before bringing their mouths together. He is undeniably unraveling quickly with the pettings, being filled so full, and any lingering pheromones. His breathe comes in quick gasps with a sharp edge to them as he looks at him.
But he's not one to be outdone. He pets him back with his hands and tendrils of his own without the sigils this time. Making sure he feels just as equally adored as he clamps around him.]
Just a little more ... Tartaglia...
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[ each time they share a kiss childe wonders if he could accidentally end up devouring him all, since the overwhelming onslaught of feelings is making it hard to think straight. he can't help but let his thoughts wander, especially when emet is coming apart all around him. ]
[ childe groans against his mouth, eyes becoming lidded as he watches emet with with rapt attention. ] Come undone for me, Hades.
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Gosh, he can easily see outside of the friendship, how Five can find him addicting. He really does push all the right buttons.]
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How do you feel?
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[With very shaky legs he does try to grind down against him definitely swallowing a small cry. But he tries to mask it by cupping his face and kissing him roughly.]
And are you going to teach me that language of yours?
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I always want to be pampered, dream or no.
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Howās this, Hades?