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Is that a threat, sensei, and one that's supposed to deter me from continuing... [ he sneers, rolling his hips. ] I do. I love it when you turn the tables and get rough with me. It's such a fucken turn on. We really do need to set up another fight date sometime. In the dream, like you said, I want to go all out. [ starts rocking against him. ] And see sensei in his prime~

[ Part of him is screaming at him to forget about the arrangement with the dream and take care of his urges right here and now. How much he wants to see him bleed, to break him, to see him go all out against him the same way he wants to let loose.

But he pushes it down, and instead he brings his hand on Childe's shoulders, trying to flip them over so he can be on top of him and pin him to the ground ]

In a dream we could start over no matter how many times we break each other.

Even if I were to rip you apart limb by limb, I could keep going.

[ ...fuck. he should have kept his fat mouth shut. now he's just getting more and more turned on. he stills himself, trying to reel himself in, but five picks up RIGHT where he left off - flipping them and continuing the talk. ]

Is... is that what you want to do, sensei, break me? Beat me to a bloodied pulp? [ she squirms beneath him, bending his leg and pressing his knee against five's ass. ] Or maybe I'd rip you apart, sensei, go feral and eat~ you~ up~

[ It doesn't help that the more they go on the more turned on he's getting, too, and of course he grinds against him, letting out a low groan at the feeling of Childe's knee against him. He shouldn't be indulging in these fantasies, confirming that yes, he wants to break him, should be horrifying when he just claimed to love him.

But it is fine with Chile, isn't it? ]

Would you? Well. That does sound just as nice. I could let you claim me to your heart's content within that dream.

[ this is dangerous and he knows that it’s dangerous, so he should stop, right… but instead he starts pressing his knee just the slightest bit harder into him. ] I would, and I’d enjoy every minute of it. [ leans up and grazes his teeth over any and all skin he reach. ] I want you so so so bad, sensei.

[ he wants him just as bad, and it doesn't help that now he feels the urge to reach for his knife, cut as much skin as Childe will allow him to, and let him mark him all over.

He pushes that down, not wanting to cross that line — at least in the waking world. Instead he rocks hard against him, his hands reaching for his thighs, hovering there for a moment as he tries to give himself just any reason not to fuck him right here and there, when he's so willing beneath him.

He doesn't find any.

So he shifts, reaching for Childe's pants to pull them down as fast as he can ]

I'm starting to wonder — if we're going to get anything done at this rate.

[ there was no reason to put clothes on! childe finds his pants forced in one feel swoop, a broken laugh tumbling out of his mouth as he leans up to stifle it with a kiss. ] Eventually… maybe… [ he laughs again, tilting himself, so he can rock into the hand that’s hovering down there somewhere. ]

I bet you’d like to fuck me this time, right, sensei, to make me call out your name as I come. Tell me how right I am, go on, I’m waiting.

[ He takes the hint and brings his hand to his cock, starting to jerk him off just as he leans in to kiss his neck - biting shortly after. And though he bites hard enough to draw blood, he only laps at it for a moment before replying ]

I do.

I want to fill you up and make you writhe beneath me. And I want you as desperate as you were just earlier.

[ he moves his down further down, letting his fingers ghost over the rim of his hole for just one moment before he pushes them in - they fucked just earlier, after all, so he likely doesn't need any preparation. But he does want to tease him ]

You do look good when you're needy.

[ childe arches his back, easing himself more fully into five’s hand as he makes a few keening noises. ] I want that too, sensei, and I… I have no doubt that you’ll be able to make me desperate for your, your dick. [ he throws his head back for a groan, exposing more of his neck to five as he’s breached. ] More, sensei, I want more… [ lifts a hand that blindly gropes at the air, eventually finding the side of five’s face, so he can feebly attempt to drag him into a kiss. ] Fuck me, sensei.

[ He feels like he's getting weaker and weaker to Childe's requests, and that at this point, there's very little he'd ever deny him.

So of course when he asks for more, he obliges. He pulls his fingers back, bringing both hands to his hips as he aligns himself against his hole while they're kissing and for just a second, he breaks it to speak ]

I'll give you tomorrow to rest properly. The night after, I'm going to meet you in your dreams. And I am going to make sure I'll keep the blade you gave me in there, just. for. you.

[ he pushes into him right as he says the last word, wasting no time in fucking him, his lips going against him once more to muffle any moans he might be letting out ]

...rest, h- hah, I don't need rest, sensei, [ he does. his body is going to thank five for giving it some reprieve. childe, himself, just doesn't know when to stop. ] ... [ it takes a lot not to immediately come on the spot; the idea of five taking the blade to their shared dream a little *too* enticing. ] S- Sensei. Five Sens-aaaahhg! [ he breaks off into a moan as five thrusts into him, body trembling as he tries to rock into him to force him deeper. ] Ooooh, Daddy~

[ That's cheating. Calling him daddy right in the middle of it, making it possible for him to deny how much that gets to him. He shifts pretty much right away, his hands going under Childe's knees to bend them, changing position slightly and making sure he'll get as deep inside him as he can with this angle - just like he obviously wants.

He doesn't try to draw this out, doesn't try to tease him - instead he fucks him hard and fast, rough and holding him tight enough that he might end up leaving marks ]

Fuck, Tartaglia—

[ childe smirks, because now he has PROOF. he knew it. he fucken knew it. childe doesn't have much time to gloat, because five is fucking him hard and fast; prompting a series of lewd groans. ]

F- Feels good, Daddy, keep... keep going... I'm close, I'm close to coming. Fuck me harder. Harder.

[ he has proof now and Five can't deny it anymore! Especially since him repeating it has the same effect, makes him grunt. He's going to pay attention to his reactions as he changes the angle just slightly, trying to make sure he'll hit his prostate with each thrust — and when it does look like he's there he grants his request and gets rougher, fucking him hard. He keeps his eyes on Childe's face, the way he looks - and normally he'd be too embarrassed to play along but right now he's a little too into the moment to care ]

Then come for me, come on — show me how much you like daddy's cock. You feel so good and perfect around me, baby, just for me—

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[ and that goes straight to his dick. how could he do this to him! take the one thing he could EASILY tease him about and turn it on him so EASILY. childe cries out, nearly coming on the spot... but what really does it is hearing five talk like that. ]

For you, mmf, yessss, I love daddy's cock, fuck me fuck me fuck me... [ it all goes to shit as he comes, his words slurring into a moan as he sprays a load of come between them. ]

[ Good, now he can turn this back on Childe and tease him just as much because he clearly likes calling him daddy too. He loves that reaction, how easily he begs for more and goes along with it - and if he weren't so damn close himself he'd probably take the chance to say more, tell him each filthy thing he wants to do to him, how much he loves to feel him writhe around his cock— ]

Good boy, always so eager to please me.

[ But he can't focus on that now. He keeps fucking Childe with that same punishing pace even after he's finally done, and it's only when he knows he's going to follow suit that he pulls back, gripping his cock and giving it a few quick strokes as he finishes right on his body instead, marking him like that and catching his breath as he keeps his eyes firmly on him ]

[ dammit five! now he's got to find some other way to tease you, ...though using 'daddy' is still probably going to be a bit of a go to. it's not like it doesn't embarrass him even if he turns it around on him sometimes. ]

[ he feels so out of his fucken mind right now with how great this feels, and how hard five is fucking him. it's a relief to come, and he feels his own sticky seed smearing across his chest as he laughs, eying five as he pulls out to come on him too. dear celestia that's hot. he sits up once he has his wits about him and moves his hand around five's neck, tugging him into a fierce kiss. ] Hot, so fucken hot, you're so good to me, so why wouldn't I want to please you at every opportunity.

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