[ Hmph. Rex grimaces at the sudden buck of Childe's hips, it forcing him in deeper and faster than expected, which still is uncomfortable despite the pleasure starting to kick in.
However, he ignores that in favor of tilting his head to lick the tears sliding along Childe's cheeks. It's strangely affectionate rather than mocking in any manner, and Rex lets his hand on Childe's chest slide down to his stomach before remaining there. The Harbinger will feel a sudden pulse of something, and, as it spreads through him, the pain he's feeling is eased and ultimately numbed. The pleasure, however, is left as is to be felt and consume.
As much as one can enjoy such a thing happening to them, anyway. ]
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However, he ignores that in favor of tilting his head to lick the tears sliding along Childe's cheeks. It's strangely affectionate rather than mocking in any manner, and Rex lets his hand on Childe's chest slide down to his stomach before remaining there. The Harbinger will feel a sudden pulse of something, and, as it spreads through him, the pain he's feeling is eased and ultimately numbed. The pleasure, however, is left as is to be felt and consume.
As much as one can enjoy such a thing happening to them, anyway. ]