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[ this is hot. childe likes seeing snow like this. he drags his tongue along the shell of his ear, whispering ] Since you asked so nicely. [ he plunges the hydro tentacle into him, to fill him up while he slips a hand in between them to start working on his own clothes. ] Didn't really even need it, surprisingly. You're *really* something special, hm? [ another tentacle presses against his entrance as childe takes both of their dicks in hand; stroking them fervently. ] I can smell the abyss on you, Snow, perhaps I should show you my side of the abyss. I think you'll like it.

[ The commentary on the abyss pings something distantly for him, but he can't focus on it. not with the hand on his dick, and the tentacle in his ass, rendering him completely helpless against Childe. he feels his strength fading, as the panting gets more apparent, and his eyes gaze at childe, unfocused but unable to look away. ]

Yes...

[ he could do anything, as long as he keeps touching him, kaeya just needs that fullness. ]

[ a dark smirk crosses childe's face as he shoves another tentacle into him, stretching him out for something much great. he presses him even harder into the wall, a swirl of electro and hydro energy engulfing him and prompting a sudden ( and possibly startling ) change. childe's body changes, becoming bigger and thicker; his foul legacy easily dwarfing snow. one of his clawed hands goes to the wall beside his head as the other dips between his leg to probe his ass. ] Do you think you're ready? [ snow can probably feel the weight of his ridged dick on his stomach as childe ruts against him. ]

[ what

the hell

and yet, he's so incredibly turned on? he's going to heave so many complicated feelings when this is done. because it snaps him out of his heat induced haze for a moment ]

You're kidding...

[ that's what he meant when he said abyss and yet. no sense in this boy for more than a second. ]

Yes, I'm ready.

Do I look like I’m kidding… [ childe laughs, his tone slightly gravely and warped. ] Looks like we have more in common than you may have originally thought. [ he has his tentacles spread him as he shifts, pressing the head of his dick against him. ] I hope you can take it all, Snow. [ another dark chuckle as he eases the first inch or so into him, but then he’s snapping his hips and forcing him to take it all in one go. he shudders, leaning heavily into him to use the wall as a brace. fuck, it’s so tight, too tight… ]

[ yeah, he gives a strangled cry of pain-- distantly aware of all the issues this is gonna cause. he grits his teeth and instinctively pushes away, but the same problem that's plagued him from the start is there: there's no strength behind it.

but it could be so much worse, since even with minimal prep, he's not broken. ]

Stop... talking...

…you wanted this, you begged for this, shut up and take it. [ but despite the sharp reply he doesn’t immediately start thrusting and instead lets Kaeya get used to how big he is. ]

Take off my mask then, so I can kiss you and silence us both.

[ he catches his breath as the pain numbs-- but doesn't fully subside. he looks up now, having to crane his neck. a hand reaches up and rips the mask off, rather than acting with any sort of care, as that hooded, needy gaze comes back ]

I don't want to hear... about the Abyss.

[ as soon as he rips the mask off he'll get to see the third eye sitting open on childe's forehead, the corners of his mouth stretched and torn; with serrated teeth flashing him a sharp grin. he silences him by shoving his long alien tongue down his throat, sealing their lips together in a kiss. he pointedly tries to knock the breath out of him by jackhammering him for a few quick moments. ]

[ between kissing and his movements? yeah, Snow's losing his fucking mind. the pain subsides more quickly, overtaken by pleasure and he really doesn't take long to knock his breath away. he gasps around his tongue , fingers pressing against the wall for purchase.

and they don't have to say a thing-- though the sounds coming from him are plenty enough noise on their own. ]

[ the sounds coming from him are divine, and childe can't get enough, which is probably why he immediately doubles down; going harder, faster, deeper. he aims to bring snow to an all new plain of pleasure. he drags his clawed hand down the wall beside his head, splinters flying left and right as he leans in impossibly closer. ] Are you ready..?

[ get his attention harder, why don't you. he cracks open his eye to stare at him, face impossibly red. ready for what? if he was even coherent enough to speak. he's trying to be, but...

well, he's pretty sloppy and disheveled by this point. to say the least. every bit of pain having given way for pleasure and the desire to be fucked having been so completely sated.

so, you know what? he just nods. ]

[ childe thrusts a couple more times and then bottoms out, burying himself in snow fully. he groans, ducking his head as it swims for a moment. he drops a hand to snow's stomach and presses, feeling the bulge of his own dick, which prompts a sadistic grin. ] How does it feel, hm? To have me buried so deeply inside you? You like it, don't you, and you want more. [ he drags his tongue along snow's neck before sinking his sharp teeth into his neck and making another ghoulish looking mark. ]

[ this is gonna be impossible to hide. A problem for future him when he’s not in a lust induced haze.

But it’s a little hard to talk— especially when he feels so close to the edge, and with, well. The size of what’s inside of him. ]

It feels… good…

[ so don’t stop? ]

It's about to feel better. [ childe thrusts a couple more times, his pace becoming frantic as eventually he stops and simply buries himself up to the hilt in snow. he growls in his ear, lavishing its shell with his tongue as he mutters some kind of warning before spilling into him. ]

[ which is all he needs, as he comes with a loud moan— ecstasy flowing through his mind at the whole feeling. And then he slumps back against the wall, catching his breath.

After a few moments… His arm goes out to push against childe, this time, some semblance of strength behind it. ]

[ childe grabs his neck and squeezes, his eyes narrowing. ] Stop. At least give me a moment to come down from this high you inconsiderate bastard.

[ he laughs with a little bit of a rasp-- he definitely feels more battered now, as the high fades away for him too ]

Oh~? You need that long?

If you'd like me to rip out your insides along with my dick, then say the word, Snow, but I'm trying to be considerate. [ sets a claw on his face to shut him up. ]

[ well, now he couldn't say the word if he wanted to! but he does stop pushing him away for the moment. but he doesn't take his eyes off of childe. ]

[ notices that he's still staring at him and feels a bit weird without his mask, so he'll avert his eyes and stare at the nearest wall. ] Were you alright? You were acting strangely.

[ he looks aside then at the prompting of the question, once again pushing away for freedom ]

The price of dying is high.

[ he says with the slightest awkward tilt to his voice ]

But at least you recognize it was strange.

Is this something that's going to happen often?

I have no clue.

[ he touches the wound on his neck where the bites happened, pulling away to see the blood.

but it's honest inasmuch as he's willing to be ]

[ childe moves his arms to support snow as he changes back, easily slipping out of him. he staggers back, clearly winded. ] If it happens again and you have no where else to turn... [ the rest is implied. HEAVILY IMPLIED. ]

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