abovefate | Continuations

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.

[ if he didn't trust him to come back he probably would have forced him to stay right there. But he does, so once he puts him on the bed he'll shift position, getting on his knees and elbows, ass up in the air and glancing back at Childe for a few times.

It's only when he's certain he's looking his way that he'll reach back to himself, hand on his ass and pulling at his cheek a little, spreading himself for him ]

Let me show you how much I love you and your cock, Tartaglia.

[ scara plz. ]

[ childe stares, his own dick twitching back to full hardness as cum beads on the tip. he looks from scara's stretched ass to his eyes, giving him a sharp smile. ] How do you intend to show me that? [ he sets a knee on the bed, setting his hand overtop scara's and holding it there as he takes an egg with the other and presses it against his hole. ] I want to hear what you'd like me to do. What you'd like to do.

What does my little slut want?

[ he lets out an entirely too shameless moan as Childe pushes another egg inside of him, licking his lips at the question, very clearly wanting Childe to see that, too. ]

I'll do anything you want me to.

I'll beg for your cock and I'll even let you keep it inside me while you sleep.

And if you wanted me to go out like this, naked and full of your eggs and cum for all to see, I'd do that. I'll let everyone know I'm your slut.

[ he stares at his lips and moves over him, reaching for his head, so he can yank it back and drag him into a kiss. ] As appealing as that sounds on paper I don't want anybody to have the opportunity to see you like this. It's mine. It's all mine. Only I can see you hot, bothered, and full of my cum and my eggs. No one else is allowed. [ and he'll gouge their eyes out if they see. ]

I want to bury myself back inside you. [ and he's losing his patience, so he's not going to bother with anymore of the eggs. two will have to do. childe aligns himself with his hole and thrusts his way back in, wrapping his arms around scara and pulling him back onto him. ] This is mine. I don't want to share it.

[ Having Childe fuck him in front of everyone to show he's his would be delightful but this, too, is pretty nice. Being called his, saying he doesn't want to share him, he's loving every moment of it.

He cries out his name as he feels his cock entering him again, and it's weird even with just two eggs inside, but he loves being full of him like this. He moves his hips with him, eager to fuck himself on his cock ]

That's right, I'm yours — yours alone. No one else can have me like this.

Kuniku, you're so tight, you're still so tight. [ he rocks into him, feeling the eggs displacing with each and every thrust. they apply the strangest pressure to his dick as he drives into him, but he can't say he hates it. ] And we're staying like this. We'll lay together until you fall asleep. I want my dick buried in you the entire time. [ he drops a hand to scara's neglected dick and starts jerking him off. ] You're so beautiful, Kuniku, especially fucked out like this.

[ Whatever answer he had dies in his throat as he feels Childe's hand on his cock. He feels like he's going crazy, pleasure driving him wild and the pheromones making everything worse. He lets out another sharp cry, feeling himself close and throwing his head back a little, panting for him ]

Bite me — drink from me. I want to come as you drink my blood.

[ childe is having a hard time saying no to scaramouche, and he's not sure if that's the spiked liquor, his pheromones, or scaramouche himself. it doesn't really matter in the end, because he does as he's ask and sinks his fangs back into to drink from him. this is bad, since he already drank more than he probably should, but he tastes so good and he almost feels like he's getting high off the taste. he groans into his neck, thrusting harder, bringing himself all the more closer to another climax. ]

[ he's going to regret it later, probably. This is definitely too much blood he's letting him drink but hey, they don't die permanently here, right? If he did die for real, it'd be well worth the orgasm that takes him over right now - so mindblowingly intense he thinks he really will pass out.

And he does buckle forward, losing his balance as he just sinks onto the bed, catching his breath as his body twitches and his hole clenches on Childe's cock ]

Tartaglia—

[ childe is going to feel bad for taking this further than he might normally... but it's so good that, right now, he doesn't give a shit. he cums shortly after scaramouche, the clenching of his hole around his dick and the way he writhes and cries out... it's just too much. he fills him with another surge of cum, shuddering out a groan of his own as he collapses on top of him. ] Kunikuzushi!

[ he doesn't move for a few minutes, too exhausted to do much of anything besides breath, and even that's kind of a chore. eventually though he moves to the side and tugs scara back against his chest. ] I love you. [ licks at the puncture marks on his neck. ]

[ he'll rest fully against his chest, catching his breath but eventually leaving a small kiss against his skin ]

Mmm ... I love you too.

[ childe should stop and let scaramouche rest. he should also rest, but he can't help but move his hands up from his dick to his thighs, nails scraping lightly as he trails them over his stomach and up to his nipples. he flicks his fingers over each of them. ] You look good like this. [ pinches them, giving a tug as he dots kisses anywhere he can reach. ] So round and full...

[ there's a soft sigh as he feels his hands on him again, and though he's tired and should also just rest, each touch makes him feel like he's on fire again ]

So full of you. I want - to stay like this forever.

...full of me, mm. [ he goes from toying around with him to just holding him, and squeezing him back against him. ] Don't worry, Kuniku, I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. [ he sets his forehead on his shoulder and shuts his eyes, just reveling in their closeness. ]

You're mine too. No matter what you say.

[ he does let his eyes fall close, definitely getting lightheaded ]

I'll show you - how good I am at birthing your eggs. But later.

...I know I have asked a lot of you. [ to... share, basically. ] I'll be better at that too. [ he knows he has no right to act as possessive as he does. ] I want you to be happy too, especially since we'll be going separate ways for a little while once all of this is said and done. [ but he's not letting go, and actually just squeezes him tighter. ]

I already know you're good at that, Kuniku. You're good at everything. [ licks his cheek. ] But, yes, rest now...

[ maybe he could talk a bit more openly with Childe, about being a side dish, as he told Pentium. About how he knows he wouldn't be the one he'd choose if he had to.

But he's so tired, and articulating his feelings would be even more exhausting. So he decides against that, and instead hums at his words. ]

I don't want to be happy with anyone. [ else, he's about to say. But he doesn't ] It's fine.

...it's not fine. [ but he doesn't get it into anymore than that. feelings talk is exhausted, and they're both at their limit. instead, he just gives him another squeeze, drops a kiss on his shoulder, and shuts his eyes. ] I'll take care of all of the cleaning up...

[ sorry, Childe, did you say something? He's fallen asleep and definitely doesn't answer any of that ]

[ that's fine. he's not interested in having that kind of conversation right now. ~~or ever~~. he lets him sleep for a while uninterrupted before easing out of him and going to grab a damp cloth from the attached bathroom to clean him up. he'll apply pressure to his stomach gently, evenly, so he can try to get those eggs out, because he doesn't want scara to have to worry about that when he wakes up. ]

[ The good thing about Childe having exhausted him to this level is that he doesn't wake up at all. There's some tossing and turning and a few whimpers here and there as he cleans him up and pushes on his stomach - cum flowing out of him and eggs following shortly after. But he doesn't wake up at all, and though there are the usual tears in his eyes as he sleeps, he's out like a rock ]

[ he cleans off the eggs and returns them to their hiding spot, using the damp cloth to clean scara to perfection. he'll even change him into his nightwear, making sure that all his joints are covered in case one of his unitmates comes into the room. ]

[ he takes a shower and gets dressed, though he eventually shrugs off his jacket and drapes it over him, pulling the covers up after. ] ...ya tebya lyublyu, Kuniku. [ gives him a kiss before leaving. ]

[ super! early!! the next morning he gets another bit to let him in and he goes back to scara's room to check on him. ]

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