[There's a wicked grin on his face when Aether discards the jacket, know that now he has much more access to get him in the mood for the rest of the night. The free hand begins to finish the job of untucking and removing the shirt, but Aether certainly isn't making it easy for him.
His lips on his hand sends tiny shivers through him, leaving his skin tingling behind every kiss. It causes him to smile softly, his hand finding itself faulty as he continues to attempt getting rid of Aether's shirt. How criminally unfair is it that the prince already has this kind of effect on him, but Childe can come to peace with it quickly.
He's got to have some kind of defense against the knight's ever-wandering hands and barely restrained impulses.]
I need that hand, you know.
[He comments playfully, slowly pulling it away just to see if Aether lets go of it or not.]
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His lips on his hand sends tiny shivers through him, leaving his skin tingling behind every kiss. It causes him to smile softly, his hand finding itself faulty as he continues to attempt getting rid of Aether's shirt. How criminally unfair is it that the prince already has this kind of effect on him, but Childe can come to peace with it quickly.
He's got to have some kind of defense against the knight's ever-wandering hands and barely restrained impulses.]
I need that hand, you know.
[He comments playfully, slowly pulling it away just to see if Aether lets go of it or not.]