[His head is already spinning when he feels those hands on him and there's not much he can do to stifle a moan that forms in his throat. The heat is rising between them and his skin is tingling in the wake of every touch. Childe is right that the prince was fighting himself tirelessly for a long time, going so far as to even forbid himself from thinking how it would feel to be with his knight. But now all his feelings break lose from the restrains and there's no end to the passion and love that Aether has in his heart.
His eyes are just barely open as he looks at Childe. The bright blush on the other's face makes Aether smile, proud and fond. He laughs weakly, almost breathlessly at the remark.]
Then there's so much more you don't know yet.
[The kisses continue on and each touch makes him more reluctant to ever leave his lover's side. His body almost aches for more as Childe lets him taste the affection. Just how is the prince going to survive the dinner without imagining what they could do if they stayed in his chambers, sinking into one another? How can he not think about the night that awaits them?
Maybe it's for the best that he's too busy to dwell on that problem now.
Aether shifts slightly as Childe's mouth travels down his neck, breath warm against his skin, nibbling light, but the affection is craved deep into his heart. The prince sighs, enjoying every single moment. His hands move down to his knight's chest, touch curious and determined to find the right spot. He's lacking experience, but he's eager to please.
Plus... it's not fair if only the prince will struggle during the dinner.]
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His eyes are just barely open as he looks at Childe. The bright blush on the other's face makes Aether smile, proud and fond. He laughs weakly, almost breathlessly at the remark.]
Then there's so much more you don't know yet.
[The kisses continue on and each touch makes him more reluctant to ever leave his lover's side. His body almost aches for more as Childe lets him taste the affection. Just how is the prince going to survive the dinner without imagining what they could do if they stayed in his chambers, sinking into one another? How can he not think about the night that awaits them?
Maybe it's for the best that he's too busy to dwell on that problem now.
Aether shifts slightly as Childe's mouth travels down his neck, breath warm against his skin, nibbling light, but the affection is craved deep into his heart. The prince sighs, enjoying every single moment. His hands move down to his knight's chest, touch curious and determined to find the right spot. He's lacking experience, but he's eager to please.
Plus... it's not fair if only the prince will struggle during the dinner.]