Haha, thanks. I can tell you like this, so allow me to make you feel even better.
[He lifts his head for only a moment to respond, before he continues to kiss her down her neck and collarbone on the other side. Tartaglia can feel his heart swell knowing now that no one else has ever gotten to see her like this, like he's the only one to open this special treasure and view its contents. And that she feels the same way makes it even better, this secret that he's the only one allowed in on. He knows it's far too early to think this way, but a part of him hopes that this is the way it'll stay- where he's the only one in her life that she looks at like this, who allows her to touch her like this.
Before he's realized, he finds himself wanting to do anything in the world for her, moaning softly against her skin as his thumbs roll over her hardened nipples. Her small mewls encourage him to begin to unwrap her more, playing with one breast as the other hand continues to unwind the sarashi down her body, working it off slowly but surely. His hand teases her stomach once that's exposed, and then again once her groin is beginning to show.
He has to stop for a second, looking down over her shoulder at her legs.]
...You're going to have to teach me how you do your wrap.
[It's all criss-crossed around both legs and there's no way he's getting that off from the back. He lets her go, walking back around to her front before getting down on his knees. This is where he wanted to end up anyway, so it's not so bad. Childe begins fiddling with it, unwrapping it more from here. It's easier with two hands, too.]
You really didn't hold back on this, did you.
[He looks up at her, smirking. It won't keep him from getting her to moan endlessly for him.]
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[He lifts his head for only a moment to respond, before he continues to kiss her down her neck and collarbone on the other side. Tartaglia can feel his heart swell knowing now that no one else has ever gotten to see her like this, like he's the only one to open this special treasure and view its contents. And that she feels the same way makes it even better, this secret that he's the only one allowed in on. He knows it's far too early to think this way, but a part of him hopes that this is the way it'll stay- where he's the only one in her life that she looks at like this, who allows her to touch her like this.
Before he's realized, he finds himself wanting to do anything in the world for her, moaning softly against her skin as his thumbs roll over her hardened nipples. Her small mewls encourage him to begin to unwrap her more, playing with one breast as the other hand continues to unwind the sarashi down her body, working it off slowly but surely. His hand teases her stomach once that's exposed, and then again once her groin is beginning to show.
He has to stop for a second, looking down over her shoulder at her legs.]
...You're going to have to teach me how you do your wrap.
[It's all criss-crossed around both legs and there's no way he's getting that off from the back. He lets her go, walking back around to her front before getting down on his knees. This is where he wanted to end up anyway, so it's not so bad. Childe begins fiddling with it, unwrapping it more from here. It's easier with two hands, too.]
You really didn't hold back on this, did you.
[He looks up at her, smirking. It won't keep him from getting her to moan endlessly for him.]