[ If she hadn't already known, suspected from the way Childe had phrased his explanation, there's no doubting it now that these two are intimately familiar and comfortable with each other. Which has Primrose more intrigued than envious (jealousy is not an emotion she entertains, not when it implies a much deeper bond).
Rather, she appears to be enjoying the show, the battle of mouths and quick fingers dragging each other in and making quick work of clothing. It's enthralling, really, and she hums a soft note of approval, eyes resting on the pair of them as they kiss.
Really, what a fortunate woman she is right now, to witness it. ]
[The answer is "yes", which probably isn't a surprise to Primrose in the slightest--at least on Childe's end, since she knows perfectly well how much he enjoys a good challenge. He doesn't seem to mind being yanked in return; he just makes a soft sound in his throat, hands going straight for his shirt next. Gu Yun can do what he wants, Childe clearly has a specific goal in mind, here.
Once they reach the edge of the bed, though, he abandons what he's doing and slides his hands up to Gu Yun's shoulders, pressing down in an indication that he sit beside her. Whether Gu Yun goes with it or not, Childe pulls away from him, leaning over to steal a kiss from Primose too. She can probably feel his mouth curve into a smile before he pulls back just enough to speak against her lips.]
You remember? [His specific suggestion, he means. There's a sparkle of mischief in his eyes, layered over the desire. They have a plan here, after all.]
[ well, honestly, he's expecting that one of them likely has some sort of plan besides "haha let's indulge". both primrose and childe are way too smart for anything otherwise, but gu yun doesn't seem to have any particular distaste for it - he goes along with where he's being moved, though he does find whatever closures are on childe's ridiculous bermuda triangle jacket to open it and shove it off of his shoulders.
he sits when pushed, close enough to feel primrose's body heat, easily leaning his weight onto a hand. the other shifts to the bare skin at primrose's back, touching for the sake of touching. there's something a little dark in his eyes on watching - primrose really did have the right idea, it's not at all a bad view.
you remember, childe asks. gu yun raises an eyebrow, glancing between the two of them. ]
[ From the smile that's mostly smirk that Primrose offers in return, she very clearly does. Not even the distraction of Childe's mouth and the warmth of Gu Yun's palm at her back can banish what the former had asked of her from her mind.
(Though both are very nice, those sparks of desire and shadow in their eyes included.) ]
You're still rather put-together, [ she murmurs, glancing back at Gu Yun with a playful light burning in her gaze, for all that there's also very clear desire there. One hand briefly pushes into Childe's hair, affectionately, a thumb brushing over his cheek before she removes it. ] Pray allow me to humbly offer my assistance.
[ And she slips off the bed and kneels before him, doing what she must to ease off any garments Gu Yun has obscuring his lower half (because no I don't know if he wears boxers or briefs or a thong he can wear whatever the hell he wants). She doesn't actually do this here for anyone, for reasons she hasn't stated, but for this situation, for him, Primrose has absolutely no qualms nipping at the softer skin of his inner thighs as she nudges her way between them and then taking him completely into her mouth with no warning whatsoever. Just a sharp, teasing hum. ]
[LEAVE HIS BERMUDA TRIANGLE ALONE. But, also uncharacteristically, Childe seems willing enough to leave his clothing on the floor, instead smoothly trading places with Primrose with one more quick kiss to her cheek. Only for a moment, though, because then he's slipping into place behind Gu Yun, hands sliding forward to hold his hips down. Not because he thinks Gu Yun will have too much trouble with being polite (yet), but for the fun of stealing away a little control.
At the same time, his mouth drops down to latch onto Gu Yun's shoulder. He keeps his eyes open, though, watching Primrose from his vantage point, even as they start their DUAL ASSAULT in earnest.]
primrose is right, gu yun is really put together. he kind of prides himself on that, actually. his composure isn't shaken by anything - not by battles, not by wars, not by strange situations that involve weekly murders and horrible executions. he's even fine when primrose drops down like that, offers her a sly little grin as he makes room for her to settle between his legs with little struggle. a flirty croon here, a bat of those peach blossom eyes there...
however, there is no time for that, when primrose just immediately takes him completely with no warning at all. gu yun almost shouts, clamping down on the immediate reaction as all of his senses are flooded with immediate, wanting heat, his hands shooting down from wherever they were before to immediately latch onto her hair, fingers curling tight in the strands. he's more than aware of the presence of childe moving behind him, too, of the sudden and immediate pressure at his hips (which is harder to pay attention to than it really should be), but he bites his lip and leans back into the warmth anyway, for the moment taking being the center of this sandwich with aplomb.
internally, he's screaming a little bit but that's fine. no time to focus on that, is there, as his back arches and he exhales, harshly, controlling the reaction into a half breathless laugh. ] Fuck. [ like what else do you even SAY ]
[ Primrose likely can't laugh, given her current task, and also because her discipline is fairly excellent, but all the same, there's definite fond amusement in her eyes when Gu Yun's fingers find her hair and he arches like that. Thanks to Childe, he's not going to go very far, but she's sure they're all of the same mind that he doesn't exactly want to either.
Still, she thinks she can do better. He's still got a grip on his control and she eases back for a minute, dark eyes glittering up at the pair of them as she plants a light kiss on the tip. ]
An excellent start, but I do believe I'd like to hear more of you. You just might hurt our feelings if you're that reticent.
[ Yes, surely these two tag-teaming are easily hurt. Surely.
But then she returns to taking him in again, throat perfectly relaxed and tongue working to coax a few more noises out of him. She's hardly inexperienced at this, it seems, though at least Primrose seems to be enjoying herself with another lyrical hum. One hand rests on his knee, the other lightly tickles his balls with her nails.
It's a shame she can't entirely watch them up there sans a few occasional glances, because she's sure it's another lovely sight to behold. ]
--No okay, he doesn't do that. But his lips do curve up into a grin against Gu Yun's skin, one thumb stroking gently over his hipbone in a parody of affection. It's completely contradicted by the way he digs his nails in even through the fabric of his gloves, but apparently he's feeling some degree of nice, because he shifts closer, letting Gu Yun lean against him.
(The real attack here is that he's not saying a damn thing, because he knows perfectly well that talking would give Gu Yun a distraction to latch onto and make smartass comments about.)
It would be very easy to sit here and just enjoy the show, but this was his suggestion, and Primrose shouldn't have to do all the work. So he pries one hand away from Gu Yun's hip just long enough to push long hair over his shoulder, allowing him to dip his head down to sink his teeth into the nape of his neck and work at sucking a mark into tender skin. His other hand, meanwhile, slides up to that scar he's so fond of, scratching lightly along it. He doesn't actually need to see it anymore, already well-acquainted with its path. In like five minutes Primrose will probably find out who keeps leaving hickies on it, wow, please pretend to be totally shocked by this kink.]
[ oh. he sees what the plan here is. what the fuck, you guys.
well, if it's a challenge (???)(is it?)(childe is involved, so) then fine, a challenge it is. not... not that it's one he's going to be able to win, likely, but that's alright. as primrose pulls off to speak to him, gu yun looks down at her, cheeks flushing a pale pink, his mouth curving up into a dangerous, delighted looking grin, eyes dark with want. ] I wouldn't want to be -
[ -- whatever quip is there is cut off, again, because the suddenness of warm, wet heat around his dick is, again! a lot! and he has to take in a sharp breath before he finishes his sentence, mouth falling slack as his hands pet through her hair without any real direction, just for the sake of moving the sudden burst of heat and energy through his body. as ever, gu yun is sensitive - the bite to the meat of his shoulder and primroses's clever fingertips alike send a groan out of his mouth unbidden, before he's really thinking about it, and he bites his lip afterwards, finding it hard to be annoyed about losing said challenge when. well. everything is happening so much.
eyes fluttering shut, he unthreads a hand from primrose's hair and brings it up, instead, getting a grip on childe's over his shoulder, long fingers threading into the curls at the back of his head. it feels like an anchor onto reality, and he holds him there where he's putting that mark, pushing backwards into the warm body behind him when his hip is momentarily freed. his chest arches with the scratch, too, the sensation still unusual, somewhere between skin that's dead and skin that feels like a livewire with every continued moment of touch. back and forth, between a warm body and a hot mouth, it's a lot all at once. who knows what he did to deserve this treatment, but here we are nonetheless. ]
[ She can't be surprised by who keeps leaving those marks, because the instant Childe had proposed this, she'd truthfully figured it out. And she's not here to judge, she's here to help in an onslaught. And probably to enjoy herself?
There's no question whatsoever that she's definitely engaging in both of those objectives, her lips curving into a smile around Gu Yun's dick as their combined efforts finally start pulling more helpless sounds out of him.
Unfortunately, she does have to speak after a few minutes, though it doesn't mean she has to stop tormenting him-- so even as she draws back, her hand reaches out to wrap around his dick, following up with teasing strokes with a varying, unpredictable tempo. Primrose herself starts leaving lingering, sucking kisses on his inner thighs before her gaze flicks up to Childe. ]
Would you prefer we finish like this? [ She hardly minds, regardless. ]
But he allows himself to be held in place for the time being, content to work on sucking a dark mark into tender flesh.
When Primrose speaks, though, he breaks away from his work, one hand darting up to Gu Yun's mouth to press his fingers against it before he can regain enough composure to chime in.
He winks at her, resting his chin on Gu Yun's shoulder. The hand he's had resting at Gu Yun's hip finally moves again, smoothing low over his abdomen instead.]
Shouldn't it be ladies first? I think you should take your pleasure however you'd like.
[He is not this mean to anyone but Gu Yun, but in his defense, Gu Yun deserves every bit of it.]
[ first of all, this is absolutely an onslaught. primrose's mouth is clever, with her words and her actions, and gu yun takes those few moments to try and keep his hands on the proverbial wheel, eyes shut, head tipped back against childe's shoulder, the massive scar of his more prominent on his shorter inhales. it feels dizzyingly good; gu yun's fingers curl in primroses's hair and uncurl, stroking through the strands, encouraging motions he likes, feeling tension curl pleasantly in his muscles and heat building with every passing moment. when her mouth finally pulls off of him, replaced with her hand, gu yun finally gets enough of a break that he can actually get some of his composure back. maybe - it's not really much in terms of the unpredictable pattern of her strokes, each of which sends a jolt of heat curling down his spine.
he exhales, the breath a little ragged, and looks down at primrose with his head tilted back, shifting his feet on the floor to make a little more room for her to work on those kisses. the nip of each on such sensitive skin has him pushing his feet a little harder into the floor, weight moving back against childe in the process.
he is very interested in that answer, actually, and he'd have something to say about it. someone won't let him, so when childe tries to stick his fingers in gu yun's mouth, he immediately bites them.
it's not super hard but also like what do you expect at this point ]
Primrose takes her sweet time answering, though, only humming thoughtfully to herself until she tilts her head and gazes up properly at the pair of them. It's a lot to think about, after all.
(The answer, which she most decidedly does not say, is that she has no idea how she likes her pleasure yet, that's still a strange thing to consider. The hesitation likely speaks for itself, though.)
She still speaks lightly, mischief sparkling in her eyes. Gu Yun also isn't getting a reprieve on her end, those hands of hers are still at work. ]
[Perhaps it's surprising, but Childe's a patient man, even with the influence of the effect shifting his judgment. Gu Yun can bite his fingers as much as he wants--he simply presses them against his tongue and watches Primrose, waiting for her response and reading her body language.
He laughs quietly when she does speak, dipping his head back down to mouth his way up Gu Yun's neck, to his ear. He can't resist a bite, because of course he can't; but he does withdraw his fingers, uncaring of the scrape of teeth, and slide his hand down to grip Gu Yun's jaw instead, angling his head to the side.
When he speaks to him, his voice is a low murmur, though loud enough that Primrose can hear it too.]
You're so proud of your mouth, so you might as well put it to good use, right?
[It's wreck Gu Yun hours but Primrose deserves the most attention out of all of them. Isn't this killing two birds with one very lovely stone?]
[ it's mostly just the sake of being petty, mostly because gu yun's relationship with childe is just like this - beyond the scrape of teeth and the nip, though, he's actually pretty compliant. he'll take any advantage he can get, which might mean splitting his fingers with his tongue and sucking on them, particularly when there's a bite on that cinnabar mark on his ear. it's the least he can do in the face of primrose's perfect grip, and that his hips still rock a little up into her touch.
he has to catch his breath as childe turns his face over, but - his mouth curves up, in a sly grin, and he glances down to primrose, eyes dark with want. ]
Pride with skill behind it isn't arrogance. [ so. making eye contact, his head tilted against childe's palm, he licks his lips. ] If that's what the lady likes.
[ Primrose regards them for a moment, still knelt between Gu Yun's legs... before she gives his dick a parting kiss for now and rests her palms on his knees to pull herself upright.
It's amazing, just how quickly he recovers, enough to speak that eloquently. No wonder Childe had wanted help. ]
You may consider the lady intrigued, at the very least.
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Rather, she appears to be enjoying the show, the battle of mouths and quick fingers dragging each other in and making quick work of clothing. It's enthralling, really, and she hums a soft note of approval, eyes resting on the pair of them as they kiss.
Really, what a fortunate woman she is right now, to witness it. ]
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Once they reach the edge of the bed, though, he abandons what he's doing and slides his hands up to Gu Yun's shoulders, pressing down in an indication that he sit beside her. Whether Gu Yun goes with it or not, Childe pulls away from him, leaning over to steal a kiss from Primose too. She can probably feel his mouth curve into a smile before he pulls back just enough to speak against her lips.]
You remember? [His specific suggestion, he means. There's a sparkle of mischief in his eyes, layered over the desire. They have a plan here, after all.]
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he sits when pushed, close enough to feel primrose's body heat, easily leaning his weight onto a hand. the other shifts to the bare skin at primrose's back, touching for the sake of touching. there's something a little dark in his eyes on watching - primrose really did have the right idea, it's not at all a bad view.
you remember, childe asks. gu yun raises an eyebrow, glancing between the two of them. ]
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(Though both are very nice, those sparks of desire and shadow in their eyes included.) ]
You're still rather put-together, [ she murmurs, glancing back at Gu Yun with a playful light burning in her gaze, for all that there's also very clear desire there. One hand briefly pushes into Childe's hair, affectionately, a thumb brushing over his cheek before she removes it. ] Pray allow me to humbly offer my assistance.
[ And she slips off the bed and kneels before him, doing what she must to ease off any garments Gu Yun has obscuring his lower half (because no I don't know if he wears boxers or briefs or a thong he can wear whatever the hell he wants). She doesn't actually do this here for anyone, for reasons she hasn't stated, but for this situation, for him, Primrose has absolutely no qualms nipping at the softer skin of his inner thighs as she nudges her way between them and then taking him completely into her mouth with no warning whatsoever. Just a sharp, teasing hum. ]
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At the same time, his mouth drops down to latch onto Gu Yun's shoulder. He keeps his eyes open, though, watching Primrose from his vantage point, even as they start their DUAL ASSAULT in earnest.]
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primrose is right, gu yun is really put together. he kind of prides himself on that, actually. his composure isn't shaken by anything - not by battles, not by wars, not by strange situations that involve weekly murders and horrible executions. he's even fine when primrose drops down like that, offers her a sly little grin as he makes room for her to settle between his legs with little struggle. a flirty croon here, a bat of those peach blossom eyes there...
however, there is no time for that, when primrose just immediately takes him completely with no warning at all. gu yun almost shouts, clamping down on the immediate reaction as all of his senses are flooded with immediate, wanting heat, his hands shooting down from wherever they were before to immediately latch onto her hair, fingers curling tight in the strands. he's more than aware of the presence of childe moving behind him, too, of the sudden and immediate pressure at his hips (which is harder to pay attention to than it really should be), but he bites his lip and leans back into the warmth anyway, for the moment taking being the center of this sandwich with aplomb.
internally, he's screaming a little bit but that's fine. no time to focus on that, is there, as his back arches and he exhales, harshly, controlling the reaction into a half breathless laugh. ] Fuck. [ like what else do you even SAY ]
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Still, she thinks she can do better. He's still got a grip on his control and she eases back for a minute, dark eyes glittering up at the pair of them as she plants a light kiss on the tip. ]
An excellent start, but I do believe I'd like to hear more of you. You just might hurt our feelings if you're that reticent.
[ Yes, surely these two tag-teaming are easily hurt. Surely.
But then she returns to taking him in again, throat perfectly relaxed and tongue working to coax a few more noises out of him. She's hardly inexperienced at this, it seems, though at least Primrose seems to be enjoying herself with another lyrical hum. One hand rests on his knee, the other lightly tickles his balls with her nails.
It's a shame she can't entirely watch them up there sans a few occasional glances, because she's sure it's another lovely sight to behold. ]
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--No okay, he doesn't do that. But his lips do curve up into a grin against Gu Yun's skin, one thumb stroking gently over his hipbone in a parody of affection. It's completely contradicted by the way he digs his nails in even through the fabric of his gloves, but apparently he's feeling some degree of nice, because he shifts closer, letting Gu Yun lean against him.
(The real attack here is that he's not saying a damn thing, because he knows perfectly well that talking would give Gu Yun a distraction to latch onto and make smartass comments about.)
It would be very easy to sit here and just enjoy the show, but this was his suggestion, and Primrose shouldn't have to do all the work. So he pries one hand away from Gu Yun's hip just long enough to push long hair over his shoulder, allowing him to dip his head down to sink his teeth into the nape of his neck and work at sucking a mark into tender skin. His other hand, meanwhile, slides up to that scar he's so fond of, scratching lightly along it. He doesn't actually need to see it anymore, already well-acquainted with its path. In like five minutes Primrose will probably find out who keeps leaving hickies on it, wow, please pretend to be totally shocked by this kink.]
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well, if it's a challenge (???)(is it?)(childe is involved, so) then fine, a challenge it is. not... not that it's one he's going to be able to win, likely, but that's alright. as primrose pulls off to speak to him, gu yun looks down at her, cheeks flushing a pale pink, his mouth curving up into a dangerous, delighted looking grin, eyes dark with want. ] I wouldn't want to be -
[ -- whatever quip is there is cut off, again, because the suddenness of warm, wet heat around his dick is, again! a lot! and he has to take in a sharp breath before he finishes his sentence, mouth falling slack as his hands pet through her hair without any real direction, just for the sake of moving the sudden burst of heat and energy through his body. as ever, gu yun is sensitive - the bite to the meat of his shoulder and primroses's clever fingertips alike send a groan out of his mouth unbidden, before he's really thinking about it, and he bites his lip afterwards, finding it hard to be annoyed about losing said challenge when. well. everything is happening so much.
eyes fluttering shut, he unthreads a hand from primrose's hair and brings it up, instead, getting a grip on childe's over his shoulder, long fingers threading into the curls at the back of his head. it feels like an anchor onto reality, and he holds him there where he's putting that mark, pushing backwards into the warm body behind him when his hip is momentarily freed. his chest arches with the scratch, too, the sensation still unusual, somewhere between skin that's dead and skin that feels like a livewire with every continued moment of touch. back and forth, between a warm body and a hot mouth, it's a lot all at once. who knows what he did to deserve this treatment, but here we are nonetheless. ]
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There's no question whatsoever that she's definitely engaging in both of those objectives, her lips curving into a smile around Gu Yun's dick as their combined efforts finally start pulling more helpless sounds out of him.
Unfortunately, she does have to speak after a few minutes, though it doesn't mean she has to stop tormenting him-- so even as she draws back, her hand reaches out to wrap around his dick, following up with teasing strokes with a varying, unpredictable tempo. Primrose herself starts leaving lingering, sucking kisses on his inner thighs before her gaze flicks up to Childe. ]
Would you prefer we finish like this? [ She hardly minds, regardless. ]
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But he allows himself to be held in place for the time being, content to work on sucking a dark mark into tender flesh.
When Primrose speaks, though, he breaks away from his work, one hand darting up to Gu Yun's mouth to press his fingers against it before he can regain enough composure to chime in.
He winks at her, resting his chin on Gu Yun's shoulder. The hand he's had resting at Gu Yun's hip finally moves again, smoothing low over his abdomen instead.]
Shouldn't it be ladies first? I think you should take your pleasure however you'd like.
[He is not this mean to anyone but Gu Yun, but in his defense, Gu Yun deserves every bit of it.]
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he exhales, the breath a little ragged, and looks down at primrose with his head tilted back, shifting his feet on the floor to make a little more room for her to work on those kisses. the nip of each on such sensitive skin has him pushing his feet a little harder into the floor, weight moving back against childe in the process.
he is very interested in that answer, actually, and he'd have something to say about it. someone won't let him, so when childe tries to stick his fingers in gu yun's mouth, he immediately bites them.
it's not super hard but also like what do you expect at this point ]
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Primrose takes her sweet time answering, though, only humming thoughtfully to herself until she tilts her head and gazes up properly at the pair of them. It's a lot to think about, after all.
(The answer, which she most decidedly does not say, is that she has no idea how she likes her pleasure yet, that's still a strange thing to consider. The hesitation likely speaks for itself, though.)
She still speaks lightly, mischief sparkling in her eyes. Gu Yun also isn't getting a reprieve on her end, those hands of hers are still at work. ]
And if I said "surprise me"?
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He laughs quietly when she does speak, dipping his head back down to mouth his way up Gu Yun's neck, to his ear. He can't resist a bite, because of course he can't; but he does withdraw his fingers, uncaring of the scrape of teeth, and slide his hand down to grip Gu Yun's jaw instead, angling his head to the side.
When he speaks to him, his voice is a low murmur, though loud enough that Primrose can hear it too.]
You're so proud of your mouth, so you might as well put it to good use, right?
[It's wreck Gu Yun hours but Primrose deserves the most attention out of all of them. Isn't this killing two birds with one very lovely stone?]
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he has to catch his breath as childe turns his face over, but - his mouth curves up, in a sly grin, and he glances down to primrose, eyes dark with want. ]
Pride with skill behind it isn't arrogance. [ so. making eye contact, his head tilted against childe's palm, he licks his lips. ] If that's what the lady likes.
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It's amazing, just how quickly he recovers, enough to speak that eloquently. No wonder Childe had wanted help. ]
You may consider the lady intrigued, at the very least.