[Those words alone spark a fire within him that wants to take Aether right here, skip the dinner and indulge in him the rest of the night. He wants to know. He wants to find out every little secret that Aether has, every nuance to his love, discover every place on him that he can touch to elicit moans just like the one he's let out.
It's unfair that he has to stop his assault on Aether's senses to go to the dinner later, enjoying how the prince responds to him so eagerly. Not as if it's not reciprocated- the hand down his chest feels like a lifeline between himself and the prince, and he wishes for it to continue down further until he reaches the place that Childe only dreamed of Aether touching in this way.
But it's as they say, patience is a virtue and he has plenty of it.]
Mmmn...
[A small moan bubbles up out of his throat, pleased with Aether's touch. He reaches up to guide the prince's hand down farther, letting it go as it reaches his stomach. He would never force him to do anything he didn't want to, but Childe makes his intentions known.
And it won't help that he continues to kiss across his jaw, lining it with soft, affectionate pecks, trailing up back to his lips to take him in once again. Childe's mouth opens slightly, to coax Aether to do the same, smiling into it. It seems that the prince might also be leaving his own mark on his mind, as the knight's thoughts swirl with Aether and Aether alone. The dinner would certainly prove to be a challenge of his self-restraint, but there's something about knowing that he's not alone in that that still gives him satisfaction.]
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It's unfair that he has to stop his assault on Aether's senses to go to the dinner later, enjoying how the prince responds to him so eagerly. Not as if it's not reciprocated- the hand down his chest feels like a lifeline between himself and the prince, and he wishes for it to continue down further until he reaches the place that Childe only dreamed of Aether touching in this way.
But it's as they say, patience is a virtue and he has plenty of it.]
Mmmn...
[A small moan bubbles up out of his throat, pleased with Aether's touch. He reaches up to guide the prince's hand down farther, letting it go as it reaches his stomach. He would never force him to do anything he didn't want to, but Childe makes his intentions known.
And it won't help that he continues to kiss across his jaw, lining it with soft, affectionate pecks, trailing up back to his lips to take him in once again. Childe's mouth opens slightly, to coax Aether to do the same, smiling into it. It seems that the prince might also be leaving his own mark on his mind, as the knight's thoughts swirl with Aether and Aether alone. The dinner would certainly prove to be a challenge of his self-restraint, but there's something about knowing that he's not alone in that that still gives him satisfaction.]