abovefate | Continuations

[ now he knows why Scaramouche enjoys the compliments so much. it’s nice, melts his heart a little, especially coming from somebody he loves. ]

[ when he restraints are loosened to allow for some range of motion childe does, in fact, move… testing how well he can do so, and while he can move they tighten each time he moves his leg or raises his arm or turns his head - definitely a constant reminder. his dick stirs at the thought of having to do anything beyond exist in these things. ]

I was, does that mean I get a treat~?

Mmm...

[ does he want to give him a treat, or be mean until the end? He's going to bring his hand to his chest, pushing him toward the bed ]

Maybe a small one. You really have been good this time, behaving properly ... I'm impressed.

[ childe stumbles, the back of his legs hitting the back so he toppled back onto it. the tug of the ropes, the tightness, has his face contorting for a moment - cheeks burning and breath heaving. ] I can be good when I want to be, need to be… [ he gives a slightly broken laugh, sitting up. ]

[ are any of the ropes touching his womb tattoo… this is important to know. ]

[ they absolutely are, he made sure there's a loop right there, so he will have the rope intersecting right on his tattoo and brushing against him each time he moves ]

Oh? does that mean you wanted to be naughty the other day? Maybe I really should punish you then.

[ and with that, he's going to bring his hand to his crotch, palming his cock, but not giving him a very satisfying touch just yet ]

But you look so stunning now...

[ ofc. that is… not helping. there’s a sheen to his skin as he’s already losing his cool. he’s hard ( getting harder ) and the incessant brushing of the knot to his tattoo driving him fucken nuts. ]

…going to be real honest, not sure what instance you’re talking about, but I’m not going to deny that, yeah, I probably was. Hard not to be around you. I can barely resist most of the time. You drive me crazy in the best wa-ahhgggh!

[ childe jerks his hips, arching up and crying out as he’s palmed. ] Sca- Scaramouche! Scaramouche, … [ he pants, precum beading on the tip of his dick. ] More, just a, just a little more.

Just a little more.

[ he confirms, and mercifully takes him into his hand properly, starting to jerk him off, making SURE to tug a little on the rope with his other hand ]

Tell me how much I drive you crazy, you interrupted yourself.

[ the tattoo glows a little brighter - the colors swirling as childe feels his brain start to melt. no, not now, please not now. ] You, you drive me crazy. I love how you touch me, hearing my name on your lips, your mouth on my own, my skin… anything and everything… I’m glad you’re mine and I’m yours. Makes me happy, real happy, especially thinking back… love you… love thinking about you, Kunikuzushi.

[ he barely lets him finish before he moves so he can kiss him, hungry and needy, his hand still working on him, trying to drive him even more crazy ]

Do you remember - that this was an endurance test?

[ childe returns the kiss, equally hungry and needing, but there is also an underlying desperation that is mounting at an exponential rate… likely scaramouche’s fault. ] …I, I remember. I haven’t come, but I… I think I might, ahhn, ah, fuck. [ he shuts his eyes and whines. ] Heat, I think I’m going into heat… [ and he can’t tell if it’s just a normal heat or if this is scaramouche’s fault - his mind is far too fucked to give that any thought right now. ]

[ that seems to catch him off guard. He wanted to tease him enough to turn him on, but not so much that he'd trigger his heat. The idea was to go out and have him walking in this nice getup, after all, and he's pretty sure he won't be able to if Childe goes in heat.

so his movements stop ]

Are you sure?

...that, or you're just real fucken good at driving me nuts. It's a toss up, honestly. [ another broken laugh that tapers into a groan. ] Don't stop, Scara, please please, don't stop.

[ It's a risk for his plans for later. But even if he his a sadist, hearing Childe beg him like that turns him on too much to deny him. So he doesn't, and instead resumes jerking him off, going easy on the ropes but kissing him again ]

I'll come with a backup plan if you go in heat. I'm not letting anyone else see you like that.

I still want to go out, Scaramouche, on the walk, and we can come back if I go into heat, but I want this, I want this really badly. You did this for me, so I want to do this for you.

No one will see.
No one will know.

I won't let them. You'll be the first to know if it should happen.

[ ah, isn't that lovely. As much as he loves when childe is being dominating, pinning him to a wall, there's something even more exciting about him submitting to him like this. Doing what he wants to please him. So he decides to praise him, brings his free hand under his chin to tip it up ]

So good for me. My perfect work of art, look at you ... you're breathtaking.

Now come for me. Let me see how much you're enjoying this.

[ and to make things worse, he'll put his hand on the tattoo, right against the rope, making sure it rubs against the skin ]

...Kunikuzushi. [ his skin is flushed, eyes swirling a mix of blue and purple and abyssal. he tries to lean closer, to kiss him, to take more contact. he needs more moRE MORE. he's so thankful that scaramouche has given him permission to come, because he's not sure he could have held out any longer, especially since he's fully palmed his tattoo. he cries out with a violent shudder, his tattoo swirling and pulsing out heat as he comes; coating himself and scaramouche's hand in his seed. ]

[ he rides it out, swiftly becoming hard all over again, because he's so blissed out of his fucken mind. ] Kunikuzushi, kiss me, please, ... [ he cups his face, dragging him into a kiss, moaning against his lips as he sloppily tries to do just that; kiss him. ]

[ this isn't something Childe has to beg him for, but he likes it regardless. He brings his clean hand to the back of Childe's neck, keeping him close as he kisses him.

He's painfully hard by now and wants nothing more than to fuck his boyfriend, take full advantage of how sweet and submissive he's being - but he does have plans, and childe insisted to go through with them ]

You make me so weak. I should be able to resist you, at least a little.

...and you had, and you had said this, [ he pants, shutting his eyes and trying to recollect himself. ] an endurance test. I failed, hah, didn't last all that long at all. I just can't help myself around you, Kuniku, you drive me crazy. [ kisses him back over and over and over, desperate for you...

But I should be able to refrain from coming again... at least until you do... [ hopefully. ] Just help me clean up and get dressed and we can go. We'll do what you wanted. I want you to be happy too.

Mmm ... We haven't gone out yet, so technically, the test hadn't started. Consider this a treat and a preview of what's to come if you behave and pass the test.

But it'll be so much more difficult, walking in that thing, with the rope against your skin and tattoo ... Can you handle it? I thought I'd go easy on you and not throw in toys in the mix. Ah, no way you could manage with those too, mm?

...oh, alright, good, because I'll do better. [ a preview? so it's going to be more? much more? he feels his dick twitch with interest as he moves from the bed. ] I'll pass with flying colors.

[ childe licks his lips. ] ...you can issue a challenge like that and think that I'm not going to attempt to rise to the challenge. Bring it on, Scaramouche, bring on the toys. I'll be able to overcome it no problem, even despite the fact that your ropes will be rubbing against my tattoo. [ he says, already shifting in place as they press against his brightly glowing tat. ]

[ think he's not going to attempt to rise to the challenge? Please. That was bait and clearly it was perfect, given how Childe took it with no hesitation. The smirk on his face probably makes it clear too ]

On the bed then. Lay down, legs spread for me.

Edited 2022-09-17 15:15 (UTC)

[ childe has no idea scaramouche had wanted him to take the bait, but instead thinks he's winning the encounter, as if there is a clear winner and loser to be had. he turns around, setting his hands on the bed, lifting his ass up and spreading his legs and lifting his tails. ]

What kind of toy are you going to give me toy, Kuniku?

Nothing too troublesome.

[ he's getting out two small bulletvibes and bandaids, though ]

Ass later. I need your front first, please.

[ blinks, turning over, his face blossoming red as he sees what scaramouche got. ] Saving my ass for you cock?

Oh, no, I'm stuffing your ass too.

[ once Childe turns over he'll move so he can straddle him, getting on top of him like that and then putting each of those bullet vibes right against his nipples, taping them down with the bandaids ...

and more or less tucking them under the rope so they stay in place, since the bandaids are more for the look of it than anything else. ]

But I'm being nice enough not to get a third one of these and putting it on your cock. That would be too much for you.

[ childe makes some kind of sputtering sound as scaramouche climbs into his lap, a hand going around his waist to prevent him from falling out of it as he tries to process what he just said. now?? later?? what??? ]

[ he shivers, feeling the bullets pressed against his nipples, followed by the tape, and then the rope only serving to press them that much harder against his skin. ]

[ that would likely be too much... ] Says you. Only I know my limits. [ childe, shut your mouth. ]

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