[Satisfying waves roll through his body over and over as he comes down from the high of his climax, the glow of Lumine above him sweeping him underneath the waves of love and adoration he has for her. Childe returns that soft, sweet kiss, letting his lids flutter shut to savor it before opening again. He's rewarded with the closeness of her body, her warmth sinking into his skin, her scent filling his senses. But most of all, before all of that, he's rewarded with the most important words she could of ever uttered to him.

I love you...

Tartaglia's breath out is both heavy and breathless all at the same time. His arms come up to wrap themselves around her, despite his exhaustion, or maybe in spite of it- he needs her more now than ever, surprised at her confession and feeling his entire chest buzz because of it. His heart has never beat harder in his life, closing his eyes and lying there with her on top of him like he'd lose her if he ever let go. It's a moment he never thought he'd see, another first today among many.]

I love you too, Lumine. I love you so much.

[He murmurs it as he holds her, his hand coming to rest on the back of her head as he holds her against his chest. His head cranes to place a small kiss to her forehead, before falling back to the pillow, silent and appreciating.

Childe waits a few moments to let it all sink in, running his hand lovingly across the canvas of her back, painting it with a fondness and devotion, his hand the paintbrush. Her skin is so soft, he could caress her forever if he was allowed. When he does speak, it's quiet, as if it were important to break the silence gently for fear of ruining the moment.]

If you don't mind, I think I'll stay here for a while longer than planned. If anyone asks, I'll just say I got lured in and kidnapped by the traveler, hahaha.