𝔾𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕚𝕡𝕤𝕪 [𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚] ʙᴏᴏᴋ2

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝟷𝟻 - 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑❗

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-𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖!
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childe and wanderer spend the day, walking and looking at some shops the came by. night hour came by and they return to their resident to get a nights rest.

childe however, couldn't sleep as he's lost in his thoughts. he turn to look at wanderer and brushed a strand of hair off his face.

"why is it just now i realized how cute you are while sleeping.." he thought, getting aroused as he cupped wanderer's cheek and his brows furrowed.

he stare at wanderer's sleeping face for a bit before he move a hand to hold wanderer's waist. he felt the urge grows stronger as his hand moved lower.

wanderer shifted and turn to face the wall. childe narrowed his eyes, holding wanderer's hips tightly as his harden length pressed against the other male.

childe cursed under his breath as he hid his face on wanderer's shoulder. it's been a while since he made physical contact with the puppet, and it's starting to bother.

Childe's breath hitched as he felt his desire intensify. His mind raced with the conflict between his growing need and the respect he held for Wanderer. He hesitated for a moment, his hand resting on Wanderer's hip.

"Damn it, Shitoma..." he muttered softly, trying to steady his breathing. He knew Wanderer needed his rest, but the temptation was too strong. Slowly, almost reverently, he let his hand glide lower, his fingers brushing against Wanderer's skin.

Wanderer stirred slightly, and Childe froze, waiting to see if he would wake. When Wanderer didn't move again, Childe took it as a sign to continue. He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Wanderer's neck, inhaling the familiar scent that drove him wild.

His hand moved with more confidence now, sliding under the waistband of Wanderer's pants. He felt the heat of Wanderer's body against his palm, and he bit his lip to stifle a groan.

childe pulled wanderer's pants down and sat up, taking off his own. he feel wanderer's skin under his fingers and take lube, pouring some on the palm of his hands.

he then rubbed his hand against wanderer's hole, slowly pushing in a finger. wanderer pouted his lips, moaning a bit as childe did this but didn't wake up.

Childe's breath grew more ragged as he felt Wanderer react unconsciously to his touch. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Wanderer's ear as he whispered, "I'm sorry, Shitoma, but I can't hold back any longer."

With careful precision, he prepared Wanderer, taking his time to ensure he wouldn't cause any pain. Childe's desire mixed with a sense of tenderness as he watched Wanderer's peaceful expression, only slightly disrupted by the subtle moans and movements of his body.

Satisfied that Wanderer was ready, Childe positioned himself and gently pushed inside, biting back a groan as he felt the tight warmth envelop him. He moved slowly at first, trying to maintain control despite the overwhelming urge to quicken his pace.

as childe thrusted, he accidentally thrusted harshly, waking wanderer up. wanderer moaned and his eyes opened wide. "w-wha- childe?!.." wanderer said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Childe's eyes widened in surprise as Wanderer woke up, but his body continued to move instinctively, driven by the intense pleasure. "Shitoma," he breathed, his voice husky with need, "I'm sorry... I couldn't wait any longer."

Wanderer, still groggy from sleep and disoriented by the sudden sensations, blinked up at Childe. "Y-you... couldn't hold back, could you?" he whispered, his voice tinged with a mix of annoyance and arousal.