[The Harbinger Childe always enjoyed how she arched against him, his real name a breath on her lips that never ceased to send shivers through him when she spoke it so. That last, short night they had together was filled with bliss, and he'd done everything he could to make sure he was always a thought on her mind while she was away, in another land fulfilling her own mission.
He too, closes his eyes, their movements so fluid together as if they were made to fit each other perfectly, and his mind focuses on her the rest of the night as she allows herself to melt beneath him...
Ajax's eyes snap open, breathing hard, the dream so vivid in his mind. It's never been like this before, and it's hard to deny the boner he has in his undergarments from the sensations he'd felt through it. More information, but more importantly to his brain right now, the sex that he and...no, Childe and Lumine had together. Guess he was right, she was in love with the guy after all. He wonders briefly, if his Lumine from this time, also had all the same curves and creases in...okay.
He swings himself up out of bed, to go to the bathroom, take care of business and wash up, before returning to bed. It's hard to sleep, even so, because there was so much more he'd just learned from their short conversation, and he'll play it over and over in his mind for as long as he can remember it. He writes a few of the main points down just in case, but it's still a few hours yet before sleep takes him again, with no such luck for another vivid dream.
Ajax finally makes his way downstairs to get some breakfast, not bothering so much with anything to only throw on a comfortable pair of jeans and the usual button up shirt. A red one today, that he leaves open at the top and one button at the bottom left undone, sleeves rolled up. He doesn't care to style his hair today, a messy mop just as his counterpart wears it, sitting down at a table lost in his own thoughts as he waits for a waiter to come back and take his order. He doesn't notice the aura of pure frustration coming from the table next to him, and when his peripheral catches the blonde woman sitting there, he jumps in his seat with a start.]
[Oh shit.
His stomach simultaneously drops while his mind fogs over with happiness, seeing here there, and Ajax is unable to process which action he should take. Say hi or ignore her, as he'd said they'd go their separate ways. Though, he has a feeling he's not going to be able to escape, because she's right there, sitting across from him, and he distinctly has the only ginger head of hair in the place. It's a little hard to miss.]
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He too, closes his eyes, their movements so fluid together as if they were made to fit each other perfectly, and his mind focuses on her the rest of the night as she allows herself to melt beneath him...
Ajax's eyes snap open, breathing hard, the dream so vivid in his mind. It's never been like this before, and it's hard to deny the boner he has in his undergarments from the sensations he'd felt through it. More information, but more importantly to his brain right now, the sex that he and...no, Childe and Lumine had together. Guess he was right, she was in love with the guy after all. He wonders briefly, if his Lumine from this time, also had all the same curves and creases in...okay.
He swings himself up out of bed, to go to the bathroom, take care of business and wash up, before returning to bed. It's hard to sleep, even so, because there was so much more he'd just learned from their short conversation, and he'll play it over and over in his mind for as long as he can remember it. He writes a few of the main points down just in case, but it's still a few hours yet before sleep takes him again, with no such luck for another vivid dream.
Ajax finally makes his way downstairs to get some breakfast, not bothering so much with anything to only throw on a comfortable pair of jeans and the usual button up shirt. A red one today, that he leaves open at the top and one button at the bottom left undone, sleeves rolled up. He doesn't care to style his hair today, a messy mop just as his counterpart wears it, sitting down at a table lost in his own thoughts as he waits for a waiter to come back and take his order. He doesn't notice the aura of pure frustration coming from the table next to him, and when his peripheral catches the blonde woman sitting there, he jumps in his seat with a start.]
[Oh shit.
His stomach simultaneously drops while his mind fogs over with happiness, seeing here there, and Ajax is unable to process which action he should take. Say hi or ignore her, as he'd said they'd go their separate ways. Though, he has a feeling he's not going to be able to escape, because she's right there, sitting across from him, and he distinctly has the only ginger head of hair in the place. It's a little hard to miss.]