[ while he's not surprised that Rex stills at his previous action, the hand on his stomach makes him startle, as does the tongue licking at his tears. he almost can't believe what he's feeling but, after the other tilts his head to get better access to his cheek, Childe finds himself letting out a short, sharp little burst of laughter.
in the lull that follows he finds himself dropping both hands to Rex's chest to give him another shove with all his strength. the pain in his backside gradually fades, leaving him with only the dull, pleasurable throb in his stomach and along his interested dick.
another drug, maybe? he wouldn't put it past him. ]
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in the lull that follows he finds himself dropping both hands to Rex's chest to give him another shove with all his strength. the pain in his backside gradually fades, leaving him with only the dull, pleasurable throb in his stomach and along his interested dick.
another drug, maybe? he wouldn't put it past him. ]
Get out of me.