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Kissing in despair
Not many people knew about it.
How could Childe even talk about it without appearing too weird? Who could understand there was someone else in his body?
Each time he would let himself intoxicated by the Abyss, he appeared.
It appeared.
It looked like him, but it wasn’t him. And the more he would let himself lure by the Abyss, the most it would look like an horrendous creature. Blue-purple skin, fangs, and one big eye on the centre of his face.
He didn’t know if this thing fuelled the Foul Legacy–as he called it–or was fuelled by the Foul Legacy; all he knew was that this creature looked like him, cockier, a bit more feral. A part of him wished he was more like this. The creature was seductive and confident.
Perhaps would he hadn’t been so reticent to admit it, if it wasn’t for the sensation that crawled under his skin when they were head to head.
When he let his Delusion take over–or worst the Foul Legacy–he felt disconnected from his own body and plunged in a deep darkness. He was trapped by serpentine embrace, squeezed tightly by the arms and the thighs, fingers touching his hair sometimes in light brush, same for his back.
Caresses.
It was caress.
The Monster sooth him by gently petting him.
It was as reassuring as it was horrid.
As if the Monster lulled him to an eternal sleep.
“Please,” Childe articulated, “let me out of here.”
He needed to go back to freedom before his whole mind would be eaten away.
“Please…”
They were so close, the bodies in enticing and murderous intertwinement. Maybe that was the reason why he let himself go to the sensuality… or perhaps the madness was taking over him?
He never had used the Foul Legacy this long.
He wasn’t surprised that this counterpart was moved by sensuality as he always acted like this to protect himself.
So…
His hand cupped the mirrored face, and his lips found the one of his echo.
‘Please,’ he thought… as their tongue waltzed and their bodies discovered each other with fever.
