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Hmmm.

( those are good suggestions. but the way Corrin smiles mischievously demonstrates to Byleth that a fun idea has appeared in the mind of the playful little prince. )

Yeah, we can do something like that ... but I have a secret that I need to tell you first. There's just one rule, though. You can't laugh. If you laugh, you lose, and I get to tickle you.

( is he setting Byleth up? yeah, he's absolutely setting Byleth up. when the other man grants him permission to lean in and "whisper", he'll soon learn that Corrin was telling a big fat lie: the mischievious dragon opens his mouth as if to speak and then: mlemmmmm mmelmm mmlemmmmmmmm! he's licking inside his ear!!!! that's not a whisper! oh, but, the question is: will Byleth laugh-?! and if he does laugh, Corrin's gonna pounce. OH YEAH. )

Edited 2022-10-23 13:04 (UTC)

[ Byleth nods earnestly. Of course he won't laugh at whatever Corrin has to say! And he totally falls for it hook, line and sinker. He gives a startled giggle when he feels that odd sensation of Corrin's tongue in his ear, jerking back, but it's too late.

It's all over for him. He realizes he's been had and he simply flops over and gives himself up to be tickled senseless.

Corrin has a way of engaging him in more playful games that he would never really otherwise think of. It's nice, and it feels as though he's given a chance to let go and allow a sensation and emotion to sweep him off his feet. ]

Ahah! Corrin you l-little s-ssssneaky!

Heehee.

( he cackles evilly, positioning himself so that he is very much pinning the former professor down on the bed, with both hands chasing any openings he can find! his fingers wriggle incessantly around his tummy, especially-- ) I gotcha! YesIdid! Muahahahaha-! ( --targeting his ribs and armpits too, while revelling in the sound of his laughter, his tail appearing and swishing behind him in an excited wag from amusement.

he'll stop! at some point! )

Bahahaha! Corrin! Heheh- oh merciful heavens please! [ Well he did ask for it, didn't he? Even begging for mercy, he's still giggling with delight for it all. He doesn't fight back all that much, mostly just rolling from side to side with the occasional buck when Corrin gets him in a good spot. ]

Aaaaaaaaaahhh! I'm dying!

Oh you're dying, huh?

( there's not a single look of mercy on Corrin's mischievous little face. in fact he snares an opening and blows a loud, outrageously ticklish raspberry on the poor professor's tummy. nasty little man!! but this is what you get, Byleth! for being so cute and defenceless! )

Hehehehe. ( okay finally, FINALLY, he stops. and pins down Byleth by his wrists, grinning at him. ) Got you. ( he pants, slightly short for breath, and corrects one of Byleth's messy strands of green hair by tucking it behind his ear. then, he kisses him. ) I may never get tired of seeing you squirm like that.

[ No!!! Anything but the dreaded raspberries! Byleth shrieks, his voice cracking a he utterly falls apart under Corrin. By the time he's granted mercy he truly is defeated. Panting for breath and fighting back any leftover giggles. ]

You gh- you got me- for sure. [ He wheezes, tears of mirth in the corners of his eyes and his face flushed pink. ]

Oh my little fish. You do love me so, don't you?

( music to his ears, honestly. those shrieks, giggles and laughs satisfy him in ways he could never explain. the quiet professor having such a playful side to him makes their relationship so enjoyable beyond what he could ever comprehend. Corrin leans down and kisses his boyfriend, smiling against his lips. he strokes some of that green hair out of his face, thumbing away those tears of mirth. )

So much. More than you could ever imagine. ( and he'll just go ahead and kiss him again. )

[ He's eager to soak in those kisses, leaning up into them. With a hand free he wraps an arm around Corrin's waist and pulls him tight against him. ]

I'm glad. It means that you'll still love me after I do this.

[ And 'this' is rolling them over and pinning Corrin for some much-desired revenge tickles. Fingers crawling up and down his sides and squeezing narrow hips playfully. ]

NYYGGHHYEEHHEHEEEEEEEEEEEE-!

( WELL THAT SURE WAS A NOISE. BUT, OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! WHAT ELSE CAN HE DO?! )

EEEEE-! HAHHEEEHEEHE! ( SQUIRMING! WIGGLING! TRYING TO ESCAPE! ) BYLE-EHEHE-HEE-HEE-HEETH! ( OH GODS NOT THE RIBS ) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! ( BIG! HUGE! FLAILING! LAUGHTER!!!! ) EEEHEHEEHEEEEEEEE-! AHAHAHA-! NOOOOOOO!!!!!! STOPPITTT STOPIT!!!!!!! I'MDYING!!! ( SQUIRMING! ) I CAN'TBREATHE!!!! ( CHOKING ON HIS OWN LAUGHTER, THIS IS FINE! HE'S FINE!!! )

[ Ahh, what a reaction. He's so cute, with that adorable goofy laugh and smiling face. Byleth can't help but laugh with him. ]

Haha! You're so ticklish! Worse than me.

[ He buries his face in Corrin's tummy and gives him a few teasing playful nips and kisses before finally granting him mercy. ]

Heeheee!! Ohh ... ahh ...

( finally, mercy ... but he's still got this ridiculous smile plastered on his face as he pulls Byleth in for a big hug. )

Hahaha ... oh, come on. I'm not that bad. ( ARE YOU SURE, CORRIN ) You're waaaay more ticklish than me ... I'm just louder. I have dragon lungs. ( pressing X TO DOUBT, BUT OKAY CORRIN )

Hmm, I don't know. I'm not the one who starts giggling before someone even touches me.

[ He returns the hug, but yeah, he's not letting you off easy, Corrin. ]

Even if I said- oh Corrin... I'm going to tickle you, you start laughing.

So not true. ( he sticks his tongue out. blep. )

You're the tickliest person I've ever met in the whole entire world. ( and the entire time Corrin teases Byleth like this, he is sloooooooooooowly sliding his dragon tail up beside where the other man is currently laying on his bed. so sneakily. so quietly. until ... )

Heh-! ( his tail suddenly slides up Byleth's leg, thighs and onto his tummy before he wriggles his feathered tips for a surprise tummy tickle!! ) Muahahaa-!

Tickliest isn't even a word, th-

[ Too bad for Byleth, he didn't see that sneaky tail until it's too late. He curls up like a cooked shrimp, laughing in that same pitched-up nearly desperate tone. ]

Kkkkkffffffff! Cheating! Cheating-aaaaaa! Hehe please!

( it is so a word. it describes exactly what Byleth is doing right now! )

Please what? ( such a meanie dragon!! but he just keeps wiggling his tail feathers on Byleth's chest and tummy, soaking up his reactions, ehehehe. each squawk and chortle from the other man is the highest form of currency to him, he honestly can't get enough. no mercy here just yet! )

P-Plehehease! Help! Hehehe! Corrin! I yield! Have mercy! I beg you!

[ He is fully disarmed now, those tail feathers are deadly weapons to him! Corrin absolutely gets what he wants if he wants a red-faced, helplessly giggling professor. He is clearly living his absolute best life right now though. Having never gotten to actually play like this, early in life, he takes utter delight in being able to enjoy it now. ]

Ehehe, okay. I hear your request loud and clear, mister.

( and these reactions are exactly why Corrin loves ~~tormenting~~ tickling Byleth in such a way. they both love it so much - and it's this kind of childish play that Corrin isn't sure he'll ever really grow out of. having a partner that he can be unapologetically himself with, who is fond of being tickled, certainly makes for a perfect relationship in his eyes.

he finally grants Byleth mercy, and leans down to kiss him on the nose. mwah. )

Why are you so adorable? It's just not fair.

[ At last, Byleth is let to catch his breath and get a handle on himself, wrapping Corrin up in his arms and peppering his face with playful kisses. ]

I'd ask you the same you know. Every time I think I can't adore you more, you undo me. Confounding little creature that you are.

I love you, Corrin.

( he wrinkles his nose, and blushes, and kind of just. shoves his head into Byleth's shoulder with some kind of noise. creature, he is.

just give him a moment. )

Nngh...! ( he pulls back soon after, his dusty hair all fluffed up with a bright blush on his cheeks. ) I love you too. ( tenderly, his thumbs brush and gaze the outline of Byleth's jaw while he gazes into his lustrous green eyes. ) With all of my heart.

You're so cute sometimes I can hardly stand it.

[ He just... he loves Corrin so much. He cuddles in closer, kissing Corrin's lips and cheek in that lazy, unhurried way he often does. Slowly meandering down to kiss one of his pointed ears and just below, his neck. ]

Hmmm. I think we may need to do something about that.

( the prince can't stop himself from giggling softly, smiling with great measure when he feels his partner's mouth ghosting over his ears and down on his neck. Byleth has the incredible talent of turning him to mush.

he places his hand over one of Byleth's, interlocking their fingers, before carrying it over to the other man's arm which he strokes fondly. )

Where do you want to start? ( he murmurs, almost as soft as a whisper. )

[ Where to start indeed? Byleth takes a moment just to bask in the attention and touch. Corrin never leaves him bereft or wanting for that, which he loves. ]

I want... you to ride me.

Ride me and touch yourself while you do. I think we can improvise from there.

[ Nothing like getting the full view of a flustered, horny dragon riding his cock. ]

( oh, wow ... if there's anything Byleth knows how to do, it's make Corrin blush incessantly with his dirty talk. although technically speaking, it's not that dirty, but despite the many times he and Byleth have slept together, the former professor still has the ability to turn him to mush no matter what. )

O-Okay ... ( Corrin swallows, before comfortably setting himself in Byleth's lap - he apprehends the lubricant from the side, coating a good dollop on his partner's length with broad strokes of his palm, coating himself with the remnants. he reaches behind himself to line the head of Byleth's cock with his entrance, a sharp noise breaking from his throat when it pops inside, before the dragon prince sinks down until it is fully sheathed inside of him. with a tremble, he leans over to murmur in Byleth's ear. )

So glad I ... already prepared myself ... ( it made penetration so easy. slowly, he starts to roll his hips, dragging Byleth's cock deep inside of himself from head to base, moaning enthusiastically as he does so. gods, Corrin would never get tired of this. it feels so good on its own that he very nearly forgets the other request that Byleth had for him to touch himself, and so he takes his lubricant-soaked hand and wraps it around his own length, pumping himself while he rides. ) Ah...! Hahh ... ( he closes his eyes, losing himself to the pleasure. ) It's so good ...

Ah... Corrin, you always feel just right.

[ He shifts his hips along with Corrin just enough to give an extra depth to the other's movements. Sliding his palms along those lean thighs and squeezing his hips, Byleth wets his lips and enjoys the show he's given. ]

Just look at you. You get off on it every time don't you? Being watched?

You're adorable. How shy you are- but I know how much it drives you wild. Mmm. Slow down. Roll your hips a little, like this. [ He directs Corrin by moving his hips with his own hands, showing him the right motion. ]

Don't cum until I say. If you get close, stop.

( He feels "just right", Byleth says ... a statement which warms Corrin from the inside out. Anyone who has shared intimacy with the dragon prince before knows that he is a very submissive man, likely attributed to his kind and gentle nature. It's thrilling for him to know that he can provide his lover with a special sort of pleasure each time - that despite how many others there are, Byleth still loves his body. Perhaps without intending to, he fastens his arms just that little bit tighter around his shoulders, swept away with a longing to be closer to him.

And then Byleth starts to say all of that, and, wow. The dragon prince can't control the way that his mouth falls open in surprise, whimpering out soft moans which can only emphasise his approval. Byleth knows all of the buttons to press - and not only this, he knows to push them just right. The perfect balance of praise and degradation by lovingly highlighting his voyeuristic tendencies. )

Mmf...! G-Gods ... ( His face burns red and he hips his head down, really emphasising his shyness. As requested of him, he moves slower, moaning adoringly. ) Byleth ... ( Corrin kisses him slowly, savouring his taste, concentrating on moving at just the right speed while they make love. )

You ah-always know the right things to say ... ( Even without touching himself, he leaks a considerable amount of pre-come, and it wouldn't be the first time that the archbishop riles up his eager little prince through his words alone. )

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