[ 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 ]
[ 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?
[ 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. ]
[ that's the response he wanted. Did he prepare a third one all along? Maybe. Childe can't prove it. But the next thing he does is tape it to his dick, and only after that he moves off of him ]
Now I can take care of your ass too.
I'm so impressed, you're taking on such a challenge, just for me.
[ childe… should have kept his mouth shut. he flinches, clenching his teeth as drool oozes out from the corner of his mouth as he tries to keep still - the mere thought of these being turned on enough to drive him a little crazy. he’s fucked. he’s literally fucked. and scaramouche plans to stuff something into his ass, ..? how is he going to make it five feet without coming on the spot. still, he forces a grin, nodding a turning back around for him. ]
I’ll always do my best for you. [ not a lie. he does want to impress him, because he wants to show him that he is the best mate. ]
[ and he even leans in to kiss his cheek at that, pulling back so he can reach for the plug he bought just for this ]
It's nothing as fancy as what you had for me last time, but this should suffice. If you're very good, I might even consider filling your slutty hole later, for a small break. Then I can plug you in again, mm?
[ if he’s good, more like if he survives this. he nods all the same, clenching around the plug as soon as its inserted. ] I’ll just have to be real good then, huh… [ he peers at him from over his shoulder, flashing him a mischievous smile. ] Help me clean up, will you Kuniku, so I can get dressed and we can go. I’m eager to head out.
[ he stands slowly ( carefully ) trying not to agitate the ropes, but more importantly not cause the one laying on his tattoo to jostle too much. ] Did you want to pick my clothes out, or can I wear whatever I like?
[ for a moment he thinks he should be extra mean and clean him up with his tongue, see if he can resist coming again. But then he decides against it, and gets up without answering to him, coming back with a damp cloth shortly after and cleaning him up as requested ]
You can wear whatever you like, but I don't have any of your clothes here. So it seems you'll really have to wear mine after all.
I think I’ll stick to my own pants. I really don’t think I could squeeze into any of yours. A shirt maybe, but… [ he shakes his head as he imagines trying to force one of his legs into something made for Scara. ]
[ he puts his pants back on, taking his time, because he’s fucken dying!!! ]
[ he goes through scara’s closet, eventually finding this… probably a bad choice, but he’s hoping to ruin him a little… since he’ll be able to see the outline of the ropes and the bullets. ones he gets into that he grabs his own loose fitting jacket to go over it. ] How’s this? [ he doesn’t bother buttoning it, instead leaving it open, so Scara will occasionally get a peek. ]
[ childe looks exceptionally proud of himself, grinning broadly. ] Oh yeah, you really thi- [ and then that thought implodes and and his knees buckle, nearly causing him to collapse. the intensity of the feeling, especially since he had just cum, sends his other thoughts into a tailspin. he sets a hand on the bed and doubles over, shuddering as he rocks his hips into the air, seeking relief that’s not there, that won’t come, …his other hand gripping at the fabric beneath his nipples and twisting in it. ] S’a lot. This, this is… a lot… [ if he had expected it maybe he wouldn’t be a mess, but right now he’s a bit of a mess. ] …shit.
…just… taking a moment to catch my breath, as we’ll be, we’ll be doing a lot of walking, r- right. I’m fine, see. [ stands up, trembling just a little, but he manages to avoid crumbling in on himself. offers an arm to scaramouche. ] Where are we heading… which if the, if the… spots… [ he doesn’t remember them atm. ]
[ thinks about the plug in his ass and the bullet on his dick… ] Of course… [ takes scara’s arm and leads him from the room, leaning down to nip at him. cafe, huh, time for a little revenge. he’s going to order something with cream and see if he can’t get him to squirm!! ] I’m a little hungry too, actually…
[ his thoughts wander a little. ] Can I make a suggestion, Kuniku?
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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 ]
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[ 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. ]
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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.
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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.
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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?
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[ 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. ]
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On the bed then. Lay down, legs spread for me.
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What kind of toy are you going to give me toy, Kuniku?
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[ he's getting out two small bulletvibes and bandaids, though ]
Ass later. I need your front first, please.
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[ 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.
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[ 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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Now I can take care of your ass too.
I'm so impressed, you're taking on such a challenge, just for me.
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I’ll always do my best for you. [ not a lie. he does want to impress him, because he wants to show him that he is the best mate. ]
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[ and he even leans in to kiss his cheek at that, pulling back so he can reach for the plug he bought just for this ]
It's nothing as fancy as what you had for me last time, but this should suffice. If you're very good, I might even consider filling your slutty hole later, for a small break. Then I can plug you in again, mm?
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[ he stands slowly ( carefully ) trying not to agitate the ropes, but more importantly not cause the one laying on his tattoo to jostle too much. ] Did you want to pick my clothes out, or can I wear whatever I like?
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You can wear whatever you like, but I don't have any of your clothes here. So it seems you'll really have to wear mine after all.
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[ he puts his pants back on, taking his time, because he’s fucken dying!!! ]
[ he goes through scara’s closet, eventually finding this… probably a bad choice, but he’s hoping to ruin him a little… since he’ll be able to see the outline of the ropes and the bullets. ones he gets into that he grabs his own loose fitting jacket to go over it. ] How’s this? [ he doesn’t bother buttoning it, instead leaving it open, so Scara will occasionally get a peek. ]
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You look perfect.
[ and then he chooses that moment to turn on the vibes ]
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You can sit just fine, right?
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[ his thoughts wander a little. ] Can I make a suggestion, Kuniku?
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Mmm? What are you thinking of?
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