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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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