[ From the way Primrose hesitates, she's clearly remembering the wax burns. And then she straightens, giving her damp hand a brief shake to dislodge water droplets and props her hands on her hips.
And, very firmly-- ]
I'll assent to that, but the instant something does hurt, we'll stop. I don't wish to see you harmed.
But at least he already knows it's because of the weekly effect, so after a surprised blink, he just smiles.]
It's sweet of you to be concerned. [I assure you I can handle it, he considers saying but, you know what--nah. He'll just leave it at that, that's fine.]
[ Primrose has a look on her face that suggests she highly disagrees-- but she just turns back to the water because if she doesn't acknowledge it, it didn't happen. ]
Then, I would suggest finding a few you might consider interesting. I'm not averse to trying new things.
The sudden noise has him automatically shifting into a Fighting Pose, but it hits the wall and probably fucking cracks and breaks where it hits the floor. Childe stares at it for a second.
[Yeah, no modesty in this house. He's probably already mostly stripped and folded his clothes neatly--so off come the rest, and once they're ready, he'll hold her hand so she can use the leverage to get into the tub without trouble. No slipping and breaking your neck during sexytimes.]
[ And for that, she'll leave a light kiss of gratitude on Childe's cheek before stepping into the tub and sinking down into the bubbles. Of course, then she's offering both hands expectantly.
[Ehe. But he'll join her! Very carefully, because these tubs aren't exactly enormous and he doesn't want to step on her. That would not be sexy at all.]
I haven't had a bath like this in some time.
[The sort you lie around and relax in, he means--generally it's just efficient cleanliness.]
But the toy gets set aside for now--they'll come back to it soon. For now, he just runs wet hands (warm, fortunately, thanks to the water) up and down her arms and across her back, drawing her in for a kiss.]
But Primrose relaxes almost instantly, sinking equally warm and wet fingers into his hair as her lips part to welcome him. Kissing Childe is... not exactly comfortable, if she had to describe it, because it makes it sound dull and that's the furthest thing from the truth. But-- pleasant, she thinks, might fit better. Familiar now. ]
[Familiar is a good word for it, yes; it's routine by now, for the two of them to come together like this, week after week. Childe always appears relaxed, even when he's fully on his guard--but he's trusted her with so much intimacy already, and the way he relaxes around her is genuine.
As always, he prefers to focus on her pleasure first--and he knows her body well enough now that it's easy to decide where his hands should linger and where they should skim past, where a firmer touch is welcomed and where it isn't.
After a while, though, he leans back, reaching for the toy.]
Alright, let's try this again.
[BRACING AS HE TURNS IT ON, but even then, it makes him jump a little bit--technology is wild!!]
[ By the time he's drawn back, Primrose is a lovely shade of-- well, flushed, both from the heat of the bath and the attention Childe insists on showering her with. Still so strange, but not unwelcome.
Though she also tenses as he switches it on and again, that weird buzzing noise fills the room. ]
Be careful, your grip may not be the firmest with the water...
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And, very firmly-- ]
I'll assent to that, but the instant something does hurt, we'll stop. I don't wish to see you harmed.
[ ... god she already hates this week. ]
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But at least he already knows it's because of the weekly effect, so after a surprised blink, he just smiles.]
It's sweet of you to be concerned. [I assure you I can handle it, he considers saying but, you know what--nah. He'll just leave it at that, that's fine.]
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Then, I would suggest finding a few you might consider interesting. I'm not averse to trying new things.
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He saw that, miss.
But he is obligated to be nice about it, so he doesn't say anything, instead disappearing to be nosy.
--Actually though he's just coming back with the fucking. Egg carton from the fridge. Because--]
Did you ever figure out what these are for?
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Actually, no. I admittedly didn't choose to give them much thought.
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But he'll hold it out to her, so she can investigate them as well.]
Neither did I. I ignored most of what they gave us, honestly.
[Their goodie box...]
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She just cautiously reaches out to take one of the egg-shaped objects out of the carton, frowning thoughtfully. ]
Strange. I--
[ In the process of her investigation, it. Well. Vibrates abruptly. ]
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The sudden noise has him automatically shifting into a Fighting Pose, but it hits the wall and probably fucking cracks and breaks where it hits the floor. Childe stares at it for a second.
HM.]
What was that?
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[ RIP. ]
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Did it hurt you?
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No, it... felt more like a vibration than any sort of painful shock.
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[Probably his first thought is "you mean like in an earthquake?"]
Is that... meant to be pleasurable...?
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I suppose repeated motion in a certain spot could indeed cause pleasure.
[ How scientific, Primrose. ]
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A solid theory.
[Well, there's still some others, so... he'll very carefully pluck another one out. They don't want the bath water to get cold, after all.]
Shall we test it?
[It's not like they can't do without, if they decide they don't like it.]
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[ As she just casually begins to strip?? It's fine, nothing Childe hasn't already seen before. ]
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[Yeah, no modesty in this house. He's probably already mostly stripped and folded his clothes neatly--so off come the rest, and once they're ready, he'll hold her hand so she can use the leverage to get into the tub without trouble. No slipping and breaking your neck during sexytimes.]
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In with you, sir. ]
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I haven't had a bath like this in some time.
[The sort you lie around and relax in, he means--generally it's just efficient cleanliness.]
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[ She pauses, then tugs her ponytail loose because it's probably going to get wet anyway. ]
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But the toy gets set aside for now--they'll come back to it soon. For now, he just runs wet hands (warm, fortunately, thanks to the water) up and down her arms and across her back, drawing her in for a kiss.]
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But Primrose relaxes almost instantly, sinking equally warm and wet fingers into his hair as her lips part to welcome him. Kissing Childe is... not exactly comfortable, if she had to describe it, because it makes it sound dull and that's the furthest thing from the truth. But-- pleasant, she thinks, might fit better. Familiar now. ]
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As always, he prefers to focus on her pleasure first--and he knows her body well enough now that it's easy to decide where his hands should linger and where they should skim past, where a firmer touch is welcomed and where it isn't.
After a while, though, he leans back, reaching for the toy.]
Alright, let's try this again.
[BRACING AS HE TURNS IT ON, but even then, it makes him jump a little bit--technology is wild!!]
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Though she also tenses as he switches it on and again, that weird buzzing noise fills the room. ]
Be careful, your grip may not be the firmest with the water...