[The glint in her eye catches him, and he's beyond satisfied at how she's taken his taunting to heart and now is going to make this more than just a simple pleasure. Somehow, somehow, he manages to shoot her a smug grin before one more pass of her tongue wipes it right off his face. His head rolls in bliss as her moans continue to scramble his thoughts.
That's the last time he's able to think straight. When it's all over, he'll realize how lucky he'd gotten arriving here in Inazuma and meeting a girl that's just like him. Her circumstances are far different from his own, but that same spark for adventure and trouble seem to lie within both of them, and it's a recipe for disaster that he's looking forward to. They'll have so much fun causing a stir wherever they go, and he can't wait.
Her determination shines through when she picks her pace up, tongue making deliberate strokes across him that elicit cries from him that bubble up from out of nowhere- one such cry is a little louder than he would of liked if he didn't want to draw any attention to what they were doing, but Tartaglia finds himself passing a point of no return far faster than he thought. His legs begin to weaken from underneath him, and to top it off she starts using her hands to cover where her mouth doesn't- and Childe lets out a keen when he feels himself sink deeper into her mouth.
It's almost as if she's trying to get him to buck into her, but he refuses to- that would be helping her, and he can't do that, not after challenging him like this.]
Yoimiya...nghhaaaah...
[He wants to talk, but she's pushed him too far. All he can manage is needy and terrible moans, one hand having to cover his own mouth from crying out too loudly again while the other cups behind her head. Her name gets chanted between them, the only thing he's capable of saying anymore. No matter how hard he fights it, he's on the edge- and he's not going to last much longer.]
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That's the last time he's able to think straight. When it's all over, he'll realize how lucky he'd gotten arriving here in Inazuma and meeting a girl that's just like him. Her circumstances are far different from his own, but that same spark for adventure and trouble seem to lie within both of them, and it's a recipe for disaster that he's looking forward to. They'll have so much fun causing a stir wherever they go, and he can't wait.
Her determination shines through when she picks her pace up, tongue making deliberate strokes across him that elicit cries from him that bubble up from out of nowhere- one such cry is a little louder than he would of liked if he didn't want to draw any attention to what they were doing, but Tartaglia finds himself passing a point of no return far faster than he thought. His legs begin to weaken from underneath him, and to top it off she starts using her hands to cover where her mouth doesn't- and Childe lets out a keen when he feels himself sink deeper into her mouth.
It's almost as if she's trying to get him to buck into her, but he refuses to- that would be helping her, and he can't do that, not after challenging him like this.]
Yoimiya...nghhaaaah...
[He wants to talk, but she's pushed him too far. All he can manage is needy and terrible moans, one hand having to cover his own mouth from crying out too loudly again while the other cups behind her head. Her name gets chanted between them, the only thing he's capable of saying anymore. No matter how hard he fights it, he's on the edge- and he's not going to last much longer.]