abovefate | Continuations

[ he can't reply properly, since his mouth is unbelievably full, but he moans from around him, picking up the pace and helping scaramouche to fuck his mouth as deep as he can; his balls hitting his chin with each and every thrust. he slides one of his hands to his ass, spreading his cheeks, so he can finger his hole. his own head is getting even more lust addled, and he can think of nothing but burying himself in scaramouche. ]

[ ah, fuck. There's a shameless moan at that, body tensing up and it's clear he's going to come soon. He doesn't want any of this to stop, but he wants more, wants Childe to fuck him so hard he forgets his own name. He grabs on his hair again, pulling him off his cock now, and finishing right on his face, letting himself enjoy the sight ]

You're not - satisfied with just that now, are you?

[ childe grunts, head forced backward at the hair pulling... a laugh bubbling up and out as scaramouche cums on his face. he lips his lips, bringing a hand to smear the rest toward his mouth. ] I want to bury my dick inside you and fuck you until you can't think, can't move, and are no more than my cum dumpster.

[ Well that's good, because it's exactly what he wants too. He moves so he can push Childe down to the ground, not giving a shit about whether it's a sudden move or not, and immediately he's fumbling to take off all of his clothes, and then move onto Childe's ]

Good — that's good, I want to be filled with so much of your cum I won't be able to walk.

[ oof. big oof. the room spins and he brings a hand to his face to cover it and see if he can't get it to stop. ] ...good. [ he lets scara paw at his clothes for a minute or so, but then he's throwing him off and shoving him down, tearing at his own clothing with his nails turned claws. ] I'm going to make you my slutty little bitch. [ the pheromones keep coming in waves, childe's entire body feeling like it's on fire as he ruts shamelessly at scara's ass. ]

[ He whines as he feels him rut against his ass, rolling his hips toward him because he wants him so badly, wants to be his slutty little bitch just like he's saying ]

Fuck me—

[ normally he'd try to make it sound like an order, something he's demanding, but now it sounds more like begging and he doesn't care to adjust his tone ]

Please, please, I want your cock.

[ childe sits back and spreads scaramouche's cheeks, leaning in to lick at ( and slick ) his asshole. ] ...here, Kuniku, it's all yours. [ he removes the rest of his clothing and grabs his hips, aligning himself and then snaps his hips forward, using what little spit he bothered to apply to drive deep into him. ] Tell me how much you love my dick you cock slut. How you can't live without it, and how much you'd love to just ride it all day and all night.

[ Maybe it's the pheromones, or maybe it's the dirty talk, but he's loving every second of it and he's not bothering to keep quiet as he feels Childe's tongue against his hole, or even when he's finally pushing inside of him. He moans, cries out Childe's name as he arches his back for him, trying to drive himself back onto his cock with each thrust ]

I love it — I love it so much, I can't stand the thought of you leaving me on my own! I want you — I want you to fuck me every day, every night, I want you to be buried in me and mark me as yours. Fill me up — I won't need to be anything but your cocksleeve.

[ he sets a hand to the back of scaramouche’s head to shoves him straight into the bed, throwing his weight around and leaning forward to pin him in place as he fucks him. he could cum from hearing him talk like this alone, and he swears he nearly does, but he manages to keep control, instead focusing on changing the shape of his dick so he can instantly knot him. ] I’m going to cum in you over and over and over again, Kuniku, until you’re nearly bursting with my seed. It’s all you’ll ever want, ever need, … [ he bares his fangs and growls, eyes swirling with a mix of blue and purple as he does finally come, but that doesn’t slow him in the slightest. he keeps on fucking him, his other hand tracing his riptide mark on scara’s back. ] Listen to you, so desperate for more of my dick. You look so good like this… [ his hand dips, slipping under him to trace that same symbol on his stomach. ]

[ Unsurprisingly, he comes the moment he feels Childe's knot, letting out another sharp cry and tightening around his cock. He grabs on the bedsheet and grips tightly, trying to hold onto something as he starts getting overcome by the waves of pleasure. It feels even better with how Childe has him pinned down, and the moment he marks him with the riptide he feels like he could come again even though he literally just did ]

That's right — that's right, it's not enough, I want more of you. Please, please fuck me more.

[ childe is going to scratch his mark all over scaramouche. he'll even add some of his delusion riptide mark for good measure. now there won't ever be a question about who he belongs to. his thoughts trail to pentium briefly... and he grits his teeth and hisses out a growl, snapping his hips and driving just a little bit deeper. ] You sound so good like this, Scaramouche. [ he brings a hand to scaramouche's hips, tugging him back onto his dick with each thrust he makes, the other hand trailing toward his mouth, which he immediately stuffs full of fingers. ] I wish I could fuck you here too. I'd fill you so good.

[ he should detest being marked, but he loves every second of that, all the more so once he realizes what he's drawing on him. He lets out a sharp cry as he feels him driving deeper inside of him, and he squeezes him tight, glancing back at him as much as he's able as he begins to suck on his fingers, eager and needy, as if it really is his cock he's sucking on ]

Mm--!

[ his shoves his fingers in deep, enjoying the feel of Scaramouche’s mouth around them. if only he had his vision, then he could really fill him up. perhaps he’ll pitch that as a dream share idea sometime. he’s sure his little cockslut would like that. ]

[ he leans down to dot a few kisses on the back of his neck, angling his head to the side to sink his fangs in so he can drink from him. the moment he tastes blood he comes again, filling him with even more cum as his hips jerk frantically as he rides it out. ]

Good, so good, …

[ he moans around his fingers, coming hard as soon as he bites him, body shaking and hole twitching and clenching around him as he does. It's amazing and he wants to feel more of it, likes just how much he doesn't care about anything but being fucked right now and it shows. Both in the way he moans around his fingers, and how he moves on his cock, still, even after he just came ]

[ a part of him knows that he should be careful about how much he drinks, but at the moment he doesn’t seem to care, so Scaramouche may also start to feel light headed. he presses his fingers into his tongue, trying to make his mark there too, as he sets a much slower pace, since he’s growing more tired. still, the way Scara is acting and how his body is going along with it he’s likely to cum for a third time. ]

Your hole was made for me, Scara, [ hisses into his ear, the hand on his hip moving to stroke his dick, smearing the cum at the head up and down the length. ]

[ childe should be careful, and he should stop him. But he doesn't, because he likes feeling like this. Helpless and completely under Childe's control. He feels light-headed, mouth hanging open as he presses his finger into his tongue and lets out another sharp cry, gripping his bedsheet as hard as he can ]

Nng ...

[ childe keeps scaramouche firmly smushed into the bed until his knot shrinks and he's able to pull out, though he's quick to plug his asshole with a couple of fingers, so he doesn't spill all that cum. he chuckles, looking around for their eggs, so he can use one of those instead, since he's not going to sit here the entire night keeping him stuffed. ] Hope you had fun, Kuniku. [ he slaps his ass once he lodges the egg inside him, drawing the symbol on his other cheek with a smirk. ] Get some rest. [ and he stumbles out of the bed to try to get dressed. ]

[ there's a while as he feels him pull out, but he decides against complaining since he's being filled immediately after. He doesn't expect him to reach for the eggs and use one to plug him, but it's the words after that get to him the most.

He's leaving? He immediately reaches for his arm, trying to stop him ]

You can't leave me like this.

[ he’s stopped as soon as his arm is grabbed and he forces another burst of pheromones out, eying Scaramouche as he tries to shake him free. ] And why’s that, …maybe I’m not finished with you yet.

[ Fuck. If the pheromones were supposed to deter him from being needy they of course have the opposite effect, and he tightens his grip, lets out a needy moan as he tries to pull him as close as possible ]

You're not — you can't be done with me yet, I want so much more. I can take your eggs and cum and knot, I can take everything. So fuck me again.

[ childe thought he might be able to settle him down, but... oops. he made a miscalculation and made it worse. he lets himself be tugged closer, his other hand coming to grab scara's face, so he can give him a kiss. ] I'm not done with you. I said I'll be back. [ but he's finding it hard to want to leave with how desperate he is. ] ...one more fuck, and then I want you to rest, alright?

[ he kisses him hard, trying to press against him, already hard again as he gets more and more desperate ]

Yes, yes, I’ll do anything you want me to, just fill me up!

[ childe pulls scaramouche into his lap as he takes a seat back on the bed. it's not like he managed to get all of his clothes on, so he immediately just starts rutting up against him; dick sliding along the cleft of his ass. ] Are you sure you can take more?

Of course I can.

[ he says it immediately, his hands going to Childe's shoulders as he rocks back against him, using his hold as leverage ]

I can take your cock and as many eggs as you want me to. I'm going to be a good little cum slut for you, taking everything and not wasting any single drop ♥

[ this is going to be the death of him. this, right here, is how he dies. ] ...I have no choice then. [ he kisses scaramouche, reaching around and grabbing his ass to spread him apart as he continues to rock against him. ] I want to fill you with my eggs first... then I'll fuck you again while you're full. We'll start with six... and you've already got one... [ he nips at his lower lip, scooping scaramouche into his arms and moving him to lay back on the bed. ] Wait here. Let me grab them.

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