The night air hummed with a subtle tension as Childe skillfully navigated the city streets. His veined arm gripped the steering wheel; which you couldn't help but steal a few glances at. Your revealing outfit from the club you both had visited caught his gaze, a smirk playing on his lips. His hand rested on your thigh, tracing gentle circles and shapes into the soft flesh, driving home after a fun night. “Did you enjoy tonight, my love?” he speaks up, his voice breaking the silence in the car.