[As Aether presses kisses to his body, Childe wraps his own arms around him as he rolls onto his back, letting the prince lay on top of him to give him more access to the rest of his body. The knight's eyes close, enjoying the feel of his weight on top of him, and it allows him to relax. The tension that had built up throughout the day finally seems to dissipate, breathing out a sigh of content as he opens his eyes once more to meet the golden hues of the prince's own.]

I'll be as careful as I usually am, [he says with a smile,] it doesn't seem to have led me astray yet. Look, I'll even help with the wedding plans to make sure it's as gorgeous as it can possibly be. Perhaps then, your father won't be so suspicious of me.

[Childe runs his hand through the top of Aether's hair, letting the strands flow between his fingers, soft and smooth to the touch. He won't die, it's important he stays alive at all costs. And it matters a lot to him that the prince is comfortable too with everything, even if sometimes Childe has a tendency to make situations tense. But at the end of the day, he wants the prince to have faith in him.]