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[ he wraps his arm around his waist, partly to hold Childe as he keeps pushing into him, partly so he can not so subtly press on that knot on his tattoo. He's slow and gentle despite it all, not wanting to tear him, but that's not going to last for long ]

Do it then. Come for me, let me feel how tight you get when you cum to the feeling of my cock.

[ he'll cheat, too, because he'll quickly reach for the remote and start those vibes again, just as he starts fucking him in earnest too - quick, hard thrusts with his full weight behind it ]

[ he didn’t need all that much convincing to be honest, but the dirty talk coupled with scaramouche’s subtle touches do him in. his body spasms, tightening around him as he cries out, scara’s name lost in a cacophony of sounds that melt into a moan, a shudder helping him ride out his orgasm as he paints the bed white. it doesn’t stop there though, his already overloaded brain and body immediately kick back into overdrive as the vibrators are turned back on, another orgasm torn out of him the next instant, the tattoo growing warmer as its edges crackle out, almost as if it means to spread. his oversensitive nipples are a hard angry red, neglected by everything but the bullets meant to merely drive him up the wall. ]

Sc- Scara… [ it’s a wonder he can talk, his chest, the ropes, and the bed covered in even more of his cum. ]

[ Ah, how did he land such a hot boyfriend. Oh right, he's a catch too, that's how. Either way right now he's certainly feeling incredibly lucky - Childe looks and feels amazing, and though he might have cheated a little, stimulating his tattoo like that, too, he feels pretty proud of getting him to come in such rapid succession.

Not that he's faring much better - Childe is tight and hot and as he fucks him he's feeling himself loosing any remaining shred of control he's had. So he keeps fucking him with a punishing pace, letting out a few small grunts until finally he's done, coming inside of him and reaching as deep as he can, pinning his partner down on the mattress ]

You're - really too fucking hot.

[ childe is smushed into the mattress, his chest and part of his face getting smeared in his own cum as scara fucks him deep, filling him with his seed. he groans, eyes rolling back, because he's beyond sensory overload at this point. he's ascended to a plane that's further than celestia. his mind is in a billion pieces and he's almost certain that he's on the verge of a heat, but... he can't tell if that's just him being quadruple horny and doubly spent. ]

[ he drools into the bedspread, moaning scaramouche's name when he remembers it, and idly rocking back against him as he vaguely senses another orgasm building. he's so sensitive and everything... everything just keeps on happening nonstop. it's almost too much. ] Don't, don't stop... keep... Sc- Scara, Scara fuck me more. I'm a slut for your dick, can't... can't get enough, whore for your cock, your cum, ..for you.

[ Ah, listen to him beg him for more. It's almost enough to get him hard all over again, but he did just come, and he needs a little bit of downtime. So he pulls back, but reaches for the plug again, pushing it inside Childe before he can protest ]

Aren't we being greedy now? I don't think you really surpassed that endurance test...

Scaramouche, please, pleasepleaseplease. [ he keeps, begging and begging and begging until his words taper off, throat going a little raw. he shuts his eyes, rocking back against the plug he’s fit back into him, trying to desperately try to coax him to fuck him all over again. you know you want to Scara, come on come on!!! ] I’m not, I’m not full yet, still… still not bred, you promised, you said, you did, please… [ he endured it long enough, he deserves more! ]

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