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[ the eggs are covered in his cum, and childe swears he could probably still reach another orgasm, especially hearing scaramouche say that. ] D- Didn’t think all that talks of breeding was for nothing, d- did you… [ even if scara had nothing to do with it beyond making childe horny enough to lay them, it’s still so incredible hot to hear him get excited about them. ] Kiss me. [ he’s feeling soft now. ]

[ he barely has to finish the word, and mochi is already reaching for him, kissing him hard and rough - definitely getting into this ]

[ childe slings an arm around him. ] Mochi Mochi Mochi... [ chanting his name against his lips and into his mouth. there's something on the tip of his tongue, words welling up as a result of so many feelings, but he doesn't want to ruin the moment... spoil things... ] Mochi.

[ That's too appealing. He wonders if Caeli really did go to heat again, but he's starting to feel like at this rate, they're never going to stop fucking. He wraps his arms around him in return, leaning close and starting to leave kisses everywhere he can reach - to the corner of his mouth, his neck, his collarbone and his chest ]

So beautiful for me. My boyfriend.

[ he returns most of them, but inevitably he lets mochi spoil him, sinking against the bed with a pleased sigh. ] I like it when you call me that…

I like calling you that too.

[ but. The horny brain is fading a little, and now he's glancing at the Eggs ]

... Are they actually— alive?

[ horny brain fading… for now. ] No, [ he picks one, rolling it around in his fingers and trying to clear it of all that cum. ] I think it’s just condensed elemental energy. [ he passes it to scara. ] You can feel it subtly pulsing. [ as if it’s alive, but that makes it feel all the better when you’re full of them. ]

[ well the horny brain is coming right back at that, as he takes the egg in hand, knowing Childe just laid it for him, that it was full of his cum just a second ago. And his face goes red ]

... Next time I want to take the time to admire them while they're still in your belly. I want to see you full of them, ready to burst.

…put them back in me then, and fuck me full again. I’m sure I could make more with, with horny I am. Heat, I’m sure I will… fuck me, Mochi.

[ FUCK. FUCK, that's hot, and he bites on his lip, looks at the eggs ... and Caeli will be able to tell he's definitely considering this ]

Lay down. Ass in the air, I want to see that pretty tight hole of yours take each and every single one of them in.

[ childe can't help but to grin. hook, line, and sinker. he's pleased that scaramouche is so on board with all of this, because even though it seemed like he was mellowing out he's overly horny, because of his heat. ]

[ he nods, following his instructions to a t. he raises his ass in the air and lifts his tails, fanning them out to frame his hole. ] And then you're going to fill me, right?

[ he doesn't answer - instead he immediately moves closer to him, his hands going to his ass, touching and spreading his cheek apart and then leaning down, tongue against his hole as he starts teasing him like that ]

Of course I'm going to.

[ childe tenses as soon as he feels scaramouche’s tongue on him. he sucks in a sharp breath, knees trembling. ] …good, I need this, need you. Im your mate, your boyfriend, d- don’t forget… [ his tails drop against his back and his ears turn down, submissive. ]

[ he hums against him, lapping up the cum from his hole before he pulls back, reaching for one of his eggs ]

My mate … I like the sound of that.

[ childe buries his face in his folded arms and moans, though it's muffled at this point. ] ...it, it has a nice ring to it, right? [ he presses himself back, closer to scaramouche, a silent way of begging for more. ]

[ he gives him just that, very quickly reaching for another egg so he can press it against it - his breath already getting heavier. He presses himself against him, letting him feel that he's already hard ]

Ah, look at that. You take them in so nicely.

…you like it, huh, you like it a lot? T- Tell me how much. Tell me what you want to do to me. [ he’s already hard too, but that was probably already obvious. ] Keep going, it feels so good, Mochi, but it’ll feel even better once you’ve buried yourself into me.

[ he's going to bring his arm around him, reaching for his cock and starting to jerk him off as he keeps pushing each egg in. ]

I'm going to fill you up again. There's only two more ... I wonder how they'll feel as I fuck you again. I'm going to make you feel so good, Caeli.

[ he gasps as soon as his oversensitive cock is taken in hand, hips jumping as he mindlessly starts fucking his hand. ] I can take it, two more is, it’s nothing. And that leaves room for you. [ he peers back at him, face flushed and eyes glassy. ] …you’re already making me feel good, so even better, I bet. [ the eggs seem to interact with his tattoo, making it glow brighter as each one is inserted into him, thus making him all the more sensitive. ] Feel like I, I’m already… c- close… [ he bites down on his lip, hard, stifling a moan as he cums. ]

[ He'll never get tired of seeing Childe like that. It's breath-taking, and it makes him want to just ruin him more. He doesn't want to hurry up with those last two eggs, but he feels Childe coming and it's impossible to resist him, so he does.

He quickly takes them and pushes them inside of him, his cum-stained hand moving to his lips so Childe can clean it up, and he finally moves to align his cock against his hole ]

We're never going to rest at this rate.

[ as soon as all four eggs are inside him childe stammers some nonsensical response into the bed, his tattoo glowing as its edges start to creep out and spread along his body some more. his stomach glows from the elemental energy sitting behind it, another shudder tearing through him as he feels scaramouche align himself. ] ...n- no, but we, we knew that going in, that... just... [ he trails off, unable to keep that train of thought going. he shoves himself back onto scaramouche, crying out as his back bows and he ruts into the messy sheets. ] Fill me, fuck me, come on, Mochi, breed me.

[ Childe doesn't have to beg him for long, he's immediately bringing both hands to his hips and hold him steady as he finally enters him, starting to fuck him in earnest. It's incredible how much this is getting to him, and he had never even considered any of it before ]

S-so good for me, my mate ... Look at how hungry for my cock you are. I wonder - I wonder how many more times I can make you cum. Will it hurt if it's too much? Will you still lay your pretty eggs for me? Aaah ... I can't wait to see.

[ he brings his hand to his stomach, pressing against it a little ]

Your belly is going to look so full for me.

[ childe pants, opening his mouth and moaning like the little bitch he is. ] I am, aren't I, the best mate... I'm all you need, I'll sit on you cock day in and day out. I'll warm it for you whenever you like. Like a good mate. [ he fucks himself back onto scaramouche, matching his pace and trying for more! more!! more!!! ] I'll cum again, I'm sure, I can't resist... you're so good, so perfect, my beloved mate. Breed me more. Give me more eggs. I can handle it.

[ his skin glows to the touch and childe cries out. ] Yes yes yes yes. Breed me more. I'll lay as many as you like.

[ Isn't that a thought. How nice it would be to just have Childe sit on his cock, warming it for him, letting himself get used like that. It's incredibly appealing, and Childe is right - he is a good mate. Whether he's submitting or dominating, he always seems to hit exactly what Mochi wants.

A part of him is a little jealous - can't help but wonder if it's because he has experience with a different version of himself. But if he thinks about it, it's probably just that they are very compatible. He keeps pressing against his belly, his pace still rough and fast, and he's speaking in between pleased groans ]

I'm - getting close. You feel so good, so warm and tight around my cock. What a perfect cocksleeve you've become. I really — think I might just keep myself buried in you the entire night, mm?

[ the electrical snap of pleasure rattling his nerves because of the prolonged contact to his stomach is mimd numbing. childe’s own pace becomes erratic, his grip on the sheets tightening as he groans. ] If, yes, y- you… [ he can’t get anything coherent out in between heavy breathes, his eyes glazing over as he crests towards another orgasm. ]

[ he tries to sift through all the pleasure to find some form of coherence, but every time scaramouche buries himself in to the hilt whatever train of thought he had been working on crashes in another burst of ecstasy. ]

…cocksleeve, mm, yours t- to use, cum, Mochi, cum.

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