[almost, but it's not enough. Childe does nothing to give the Liyuen any relief, and so he's left twitching and squirming, crying out as fingers plunge and flex and continue to clean him out. teeth nip and bite and mark his skin and it's entirely too much.
all his efforts to blink back tears mean nothing in the face of his aching dick, the way his body twitches and squirms to try and free himself. Childe murmurs words in Snezhnayan and perhaps, if he were less overwhelmed, he could catch some of them. if his breaths weren't helpless gasps and hics between pleading to stop, to free him, to cum... saliva drips down his chin and tears fill his eyes, falling as he tries to blink them back.
when it finally ends, it's almost explosive, honestly. fingers yank out of his hole and he's left with absolute nothing outside of the squeeze of his hand over his cock. he can't even complain as he's yanked back, the entirety of Childe's cock stuffed into his aching hole, squeezing and tensing like he'll die if he doesn't keep it inside. fingers release his cock and he gives a helpless, scratchy outcry as his orgasm hits.
and it hits hard, his whole body locking up and pressing back into his captor's body. he's never, never cum so hard, thick and heavy as it splatters against the tub and past its edges. it's not enough to make the tears stop, not yet, and his head lilts to one side as his he breathes in hitches and gasps. mumbling again in Liyuen, his whole body trembles even when he's no longer actively cumming, all the strength gone from every limb of his body. even when he remembers how to speak in a common language, he can't find actual words. it's just little noises, tremulous and worn.]
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all his efforts to blink back tears mean nothing in the face of his aching dick, the way his body twitches and squirms to try and free himself. Childe murmurs words in Snezhnayan and perhaps, if he were less overwhelmed, he could catch some of them. if his breaths weren't helpless gasps and hics between pleading to stop, to free him, to cum... saliva drips down his chin and tears fill his eyes, falling as he tries to blink them back.
when it finally ends, it's almost explosive, honestly. fingers yank out of his hole and he's left with absolute nothing outside of the squeeze of his hand over his cock. he can't even complain as he's yanked back, the entirety of Childe's cock stuffed into his aching hole, squeezing and tensing like he'll die if he doesn't keep it inside. fingers release his cock and he gives a helpless, scratchy outcry as his orgasm hits.
and it hits hard, his whole body locking up and pressing back into his captor's body. he's never, never cum so hard, thick and heavy as it splatters against the tub and past its edges. it's not enough to make the tears stop, not yet, and his head lilts to one side as his he breathes in hitches and gasps. mumbling again in Liyuen, his whole body trembles even when he's no longer actively cumming, all the strength gone from every limb of his body. even when he remembers how to speak in a common language, he can't find actual words. it's just little noises, tremulous and worn.]