[ excited enough that he can feel him half hard already through his pants, and of course the touch ends up making him moan, a soft sight escaping past his lips ]
[ eases up now that he knows Scara is edging in desperate. he nearly removes his hand altogether! ] I do think there’s a little… thrill in knowing they can all see. [ though he does much rather prefer keeping this stuff behind closed doors. ]
[ there's a little desperate noise escaping past his lips once he removes his hand again, but he grabs on Childe's clothes and tugs him closer, still glaring at him ]
Take it back again and I'm cutting it off entirely.
[ childe laughs, fitting his hand past the band of his pants, so he can grip his dick properly. ] Fine, fine, fine… though I couldn’t jerk your off anymore if you cut it off. [ gives him a quick kiss, his tails moving around them to block a bit of what they’re doing out, not that there are any onlookers. ] How’s it feel, Scara?
[ he's keeping his hand on his clothes, though he's not trying to murder him with his glare now. He lets out another soft sigh, rocking his hips into his hand and throwing his head back ]
Could feel better. Thought you were gonna — drink more too.
[ He really wants to see him go desperate, doesn't he. And he's getting just that, because the bite combined with the pheromones get him going pretty much right away. He moans, loud enough that they'd definitely be caught if there was someone around them. ]
I want to fuck you—
Right here in the open, where everyone can see. Let me fuck you, please.
...ah, ah, ah, Kuniku. I'm in charge. [ his other hand moves to his back, sliding along until it dips past the band of his pants like the other. he grabs a handful of his ass, grinning against his neck. ] I'm going to make you come apart right here.
[ he's almost read to beg as Childe denies him, but honestly, feeling his hand on his ass is an acceptable tradeaway. If Childe wants to be in control he'll let him, anything so long as he can have him. ]
[ going to hit him with another heaping helping of pheromones as he sinks his teeth back in, draining him to the point of being light-headed. he grins against his skin, humming as he runs his finger along his asshole. ] I can't wait to see you come, Scara, all over yourself, ...
[ between the pheromones and the onslaught of sensations he gets what he wants soon enough, hole twitching and clenching while he makes a pathetic mess of himself and cums right then and there, desperate and needy and completely overwhelmed with pleasure ]
[ he removes his hand from his pants, running a finger up and down his spine, ] You made a real mess, Scaramouche. [ he looks in between them, using his other hand to squelch the cum he soaked his pants with. ] ...sure came a lot, huh? Such a big fucken mess.
[ he'd be offended if it weren't for pheromones, as it stands, he's just delighted to hear. He reaches for Childe's hand, bringing it to his lips so he can lick the cum off of his fingers ]
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[ excited enough that he can feel him half hard already through his pants, and of course the touch ends up making him moan, a soft sight escaping past his lips ]
How scandalous, we're still in public, you know.
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It's exciting - isn't it? I want everyone to watch and know - that they can't touch me like you do.
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—You're not - stopping now, are you?
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[ drops his hand back down to rub him particularly hard again, but then he’s removing his hand a second time. ]
I don’t know. I haven’t decided, but… maybe you cAn help me.
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Take it back again and I'm cutting it off entirely.
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Could feel better. Thought you were gonna — drink more too.
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I want to fuck you—
Right here in the open, where everyone can see. Let me fuck you, please.
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Come on then. Make me lose it completely.
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Tartaglia—!
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Mmm...
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Yours would taste better, you know.
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he can't deny the thought of that humiliation is going straight to his cock ]
And if I do that, are you going to reward me?
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Someone could see ...
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