Childe just rolls his eyes at that, climbing back off the bed again. Yes yes, you're so smart and funny all the time, whatever. Shut up.
At least he'll also start undoing his scarf and his jacket as he gets up, since he doesn't particularly want Gu Yun messing with his clothes. The mask comes out of his hair, too, leaving him in his button-down and pants. Are his clothes tailor-made to show off the bermuda triangle? I have no idea but yeah probably. Fucking rich white boy.
All of that gets neatly folded and placed on the sofa, because Childe is not a slob and doesn't leave his shit lying all over the place. Downstairs he goes to fetch the lube and a couple of condoms because he is not running up and down the stairs naked later, also don't ask me how he knows what those are because I don't fucking know but I'm sure fake China invented something close enough. GENSHIN IS PG DON'T LOOK AT ME.
When he comes back upstairs, his socks are gone too, having been placed with his shoes because I personally refuse to write any banging involving socks on. He'll toss their supplies on the bed and nudge Gu Yun's legs apart with his knee to settle between them before he bends down to kiss him again. If you try to talk while he's got his tongue in your mouth he will bite you again and not in a sexy way.
He'll spend some more time on that scar in a second--if there's to be any honesty in this "worship" nonsense at all, then that's where it'll come from. First, though, he's reaching down to tug Gu Yun's pants and underwear over his hips (not all the way off, just low enough for his purposes), reaching for the lube. He keeps one hand on Gu Yun's chest as he does, keeping him in place in a wait gesture. DON'T FREAK OUT YOU WEIRDO. All he's doing is getting his hand slick; he'll even be nice and make sure it's warm before he reaches between them to wrap a hand around him, since he knows his own touch generally runs cool.
And even though he has a point to prove, Gu Yun wants to play at being experienced, so that's how he's getting treated! That is, Childe doesn't give him even a moment to get used to it before he starts to stroke, although his grip is firm and his movements are slow. Worshiping, if you will, though again, he's just getting started. If it wasn't already clear enough by his attitude, the ease with which he does this probably makes it starkly clear that this isn't his first time.]
[ he is so smart and so funny all the time, he knows! uwu its hard being so great
now that childe isnt asking him to ROLL OVER LIKE A DOG, gu yun is completely cooperative. he even keeps his commentary to himself, though it is so blatantly clear he has something to say about childe's stupid ass outfit. that's okay, he can make fun of him for it any time!
by the time childe returns, he's lounging, completely looking like a king on his throne, having shed his top layer all the way and pulled the loose tie holding his hair together near the bottom free. without any sort of covering, the scars on his body are even more obvious, widely varied in their sizes and shapes, though none so massive as the one on his chest. he doesn't have protests to be kissed, and gives as good as he gets, keeping up this non maidenly illusion perfectly fine. gu yun's a quick learner - his touches aren't too sweet, and the bite of nails at the back of his neck, the tug of his hair when childe does something he likes both come with a fighty edge.
it seems the being bossed into turning around and possibly banging that way was the issue here?! terrible. pride, indeed. his eyes are dark as he watches childe, gaze a little hungry, though maybe it's not so much for the situation as it is to learn it, to pick up on every action, every touch. maybe he's just enjoying being worshiped, or maybe he's learning. either way, gu yun's certainly not freaking out.
the slick touch of his hand is - something. gu yun's lashes flutter, and he tips his head back, propping himself up with his other hand so he can watch. a pink flush blooms on his cheeks pretty much immediately, because firm and slow sends a jolt of warm sensation down his spine and to his toes. he rolls his hips into the touch, easily, but lets childe set the pace, exhaling sharply through his nose. if there's anything gu yun is good at, it is self control - he will maintain this illusion of experienced and in charge every step of the way. ]
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we now resume your tragically regularly-scheduled nsfw
Childe just rolls his eyes at that, climbing back off the bed again. Yes yes, you're so smart and funny all the time, whatever. Shut up.
At least he'll also start undoing his scarf and his jacket as he gets up, since he doesn't particularly want Gu Yun messing with his clothes. The mask comes out of his hair, too, leaving him in his button-down and pants. Are his clothes tailor-made to show off the bermuda triangle? I have no idea but yeah probably. Fucking rich white boy.
All of that gets neatly folded and placed on the sofa, because Childe is not a slob and doesn't leave his shit lying all over the place. Downstairs he goes to fetch the lube and a couple of condoms because he is not running up and down the stairs naked later, also don't ask me how he knows what those are because I don't fucking know but I'm sure fake China invented something close enough. GENSHIN IS PG DON'T LOOK AT ME.
When he comes back upstairs, his socks are gone too, having been placed with his shoes because I personally refuse to write any banging involving socks on. He'll toss their supplies on the bed and nudge Gu Yun's legs apart with his knee to settle between them before he bends down to kiss him again. If you try to talk while he's got his tongue in your mouth he will bite you again and not in a sexy way.
He'll spend some more time on that scar in a second--if there's to be any honesty in this "worship" nonsense at all, then that's where it'll come from. First, though, he's reaching down to tug Gu Yun's pants and underwear over his hips (not all the way off, just low enough for his purposes), reaching for the lube. He keeps one hand on Gu Yun's chest as he does, keeping him in place in a wait gesture. DON'T FREAK OUT YOU WEIRDO. All he's doing is getting his hand slick; he'll even be nice and make sure it's warm before he reaches between them to wrap a hand around him, since he knows his own touch generally runs cool.
And even though he has a point to prove, Gu Yun wants to play at being experienced, so that's how he's getting treated! That is, Childe doesn't give him even a moment to get used to it before he starts to stroke, although his grip is firm and his movements are slow. Worshiping, if you will, though again, he's just getting started. If it wasn't already clear enough by his attitude, the ease with which he does this probably makes it starkly clear that this isn't his first time.]
fucking for business purposes
now that childe isnt asking him to ROLL OVER LIKE A DOG, gu yun is completely cooperative. he even keeps his commentary to himself, though it is so blatantly clear he has something to say about childe's stupid ass outfit. that's okay, he can make fun of him for it any time!
by the time childe returns, he's lounging, completely looking like a king on his throne, having shed his top layer all the way and pulled the loose tie holding his hair together near the bottom free. without any sort of covering, the scars on his body are even more obvious, widely varied in their sizes and shapes, though none so massive as the one on his chest. he doesn't have protests to be kissed, and gives as good as he gets, keeping up this non maidenly illusion perfectly fine. gu yun's a quick learner - his touches aren't too sweet, and the bite of nails at the back of his neck, the tug of his hair when childe does something he likes both come with a fighty edge.
it seems the being bossed into turning around and possibly banging that way was the issue here?! terrible. pride, indeed. his eyes are dark as he watches childe, gaze a little hungry, though maybe it's not so much for the situation as it is to learn it, to pick up on every action, every touch. maybe he's just enjoying being worshiped, or maybe he's learning. either way, gu yun's certainly not freaking out.
the slick touch of his hand is - something. gu yun's lashes flutter, and he tips his head back, propping himself up with his other hand so he can watch. a pink flush blooms on his cheeks pretty much immediately, because firm and slow sends a jolt of warm sensation down his spine and to his toes. he rolls his hips into the touch, easily, but lets childe set the pace, exhaling sharply through his nose. if there's anything gu yun is good at, it is self control - he will maintain this illusion of experienced and in charge every step of the way. ]