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[ it’s so embarrassing. It feels shameful with how fast he’s moving to the bed, getting on his hands and knees for him - legs spread. The pheromones are making it impossible to think of anything but cock, and before he realizes he’s already demanding ]

Hurry up. I want you inside me.

[ childe is right behind him, groping his ass and reaching between his legs to stroke him languidly as he buries his face in between his perky cheeks. he drags the flat of his tongue over his puckered hole, trying to refrain from groaning too loudly from this alone. he wants to provide some prep, but he’s definitely getting antsy. ] Alright, alright, … [ he eventually murmurs, sitting back up and taking a hold of himself, guiding his dick to scara’s entrance. he eases into him, the right heat driving him completely wild. ] Good, you feel so fucken good.

[ That's good - it's so good, fuck. It's unfair how filled up he already feels when he's just easing into him, and he immediately lets out a loud moan. Childe barely prepped him, so even though he's lubed up, the stretch still burns.

But he loves that. He loves the pain of it, loves how it makes him feel, and he's already moving his hips back toward him, trying to entice him more. There's a part of his brain that can't help but wonder how many times Childe fucked this body, even though this is the first time for him.

And though the thought should annoy him, it turns him on like nothing else ]

Y-yeah? You like how my hole feels around you? Then - then move already, and make it count.

[ childe bears down on him, leaning over so his own moans pour right into scaramouche’s ear. he sets a quick pace, one edging on frantic, as he feels his control slipping. ] I do, I really do, let me… let me knot you, fill you up beyond what you’re used to. [ he sucks a mark into his neck, fangs grazing it, because he so badly wants to bite him. ] What do you say? Do you want more?

Y—Yes.

[ He answers before thinking, voice pleading and needy. He wants it so bad, there's no reason another Scaramouche should get to enjoy that knot while he doesn't. So of course he says yes ]

I want it — I want you to fill me up just like you did — to the other me. I want it, I want — to feel how good you used to fuck him.

[ he grins against the side of his head, something feral awakening in him, because it seems like all scaramouche are size queens. he loves hearing him ask, no, beg for it, his pleas going straight to his dick as he tries to force the knot in. ] In, get in, I’m going to… I’m going to fill you up so good. [ he growls out, though he promptly stifles himself by biting scaramouche. a few thrusts later and he’ll feel the searing stretch of the knot finally making it in. he slows his pace only slightly, simultaneously relieved and even more turned on now that his swollen knot is tying them together. ] Feel how fat and heavy it is, how you made it swell even before I could ram it into you. What a perfect little body you have, Mochi, so beautiful… [ he oozes compliments as he strings kisses along the bruising mark on his neck, another wave of pheromones fogging his already scrambled brain. ]

[ It's too hot. Even if he weren't high up on pheromones right now, he probably would be a little too into this. Childe's guess is right - he is a size queen, loves feeling himself getting stretched open, loves the burn and pain of it along with that delicious pleasure of something hard and big hitting all the perfect spots inside of him. There's nothing like it - and there's nothing like Childe's knot forcing its way inside him right now.

He lets out a sharp cry, body trembling slightly as Childe bites him and he swear he's about to cum just from that and the feel of his knot inside him. But he doesn't want it to end so soon, especially as Childe floods the room with more pheromones ]

F-fuck, that's right, you've - gotten so big and swollen just for me. S-so fucking ... big and fat—

[ his voice is broken by a moan, he's feeling himself getting lost in this, and he's hardly coherent - but he wants to tell Childe just how much he's enjoying this ]

Love it — I love your cock, Caeli—

[ and though there’s so much going on it’s hearing mochi say that that ends up breaking him. he can’t hold back anymore, although he certainly tries, but the flood of feelings pours out into scaramouche as he cums - pumping his thick sticky load into him. he shudders, fur bristling as he snaps his hips, as if trying to bury himself even deeper as he rides out his orgasm. he swears he’s seeing stars, real ones, as his vision blacks for a half a minute. ]

[ even as it stops he still feels like he’s on the edge, hips moving on their own, but significantly slower. he’s glad they’re tethered together for the time being, because he doesn’t want to leave him. ] Mochi, [ he reaches for his chin with a shaky hand, turning it so they can share a sloppy kiss. ] amazing, beautiful, perfect, godly, incredible, … [ he continues blurting out even more mindless praise, running his mouth until his throat goes dry and he’s forced to stop. ]

[ even then he nuzzles him, his other hand gliding down his chest and to his stomach - groping it. ] I’m still so fucken hard, I can’t get enough of you, Mochi, can’t get enough.

[ Ah, that's just perfect. There's another whine as Childe finally comes inside him, burying himself as deep as he can go. That's the final straw for him, and Mochi ends up following shortly after, shuddering and letting out his voice, not caring if anyone else hears them fucking.

This is good, too good, and he has no intention of holding back. If he were in the right mouth, the praise would probably scare him off. But he's not - he's horny as fuck, still, and the praise just feels better, makes him feel loved and like he's doing a good job. Of course he likes it ]

G--good, I don't want you to stop yet. You're — you're all mine now. I want you to keep fucking me open.

[ he slows to a stop and the arm around his middle tightens as he pulls him flush against him. he kisses behind his ear, ] I’m yours and you’re mine, [ he murmurs, still blissed out of his mind, and he’d hate himself for so easily letting this get the better of him, but it’s hard to think straight, and it feels too fucken good. ] just don’t leave me. [ he’s quiet after that, breathing lowly in scaramouche’s ear - occasionally marking his neck with another small bite. ]

It needs to shrink, which… might take a while, especially since… you’re you. [ a small laugh as he buries his face in the back of his neck. ] You and your body have a knack for making me so hard it hurts.

A-aah ...

[ He's too sweet. He's too sweet, but he feels good - not just his knot deep inside of him, but his words and kisses too. He likes those bites, loves being marked, and when Childe says he's got a knack for making him hard he just laughs ]

Yeah? I can't the thought out of my head, you know. How many times you must have fucked this body already. And yet I don't know about it ... it pisses me off.

[ childe keeps his face buried in his neck, a chuckle bubbling up as he brings up how much he and tsukiakari must have fucked. childe has definitely lost count, but if he said that much it’d likely kiss off mochi more. ] tsk, Not this body, [ he nuzzles up against his cheek. ] …just a body similar. Both of you are different, but special in your own right. [ he doubts he can completely quell his anger, but he’s trying. ]

You know I went looking for you, right, when you left the Fatui with the gnosis… [ he sighs, shutting his eyes - a strange pain rippling along his spine as he shifts uncomfortably behind mochi for a moment. Oh, right… ]

Can you take… more… [ his grin sharpens against the side of his face as a pair of hydro tentacles peer at mochi from the sides. ] I sure hope so.

[ Given how long it took Dottore and the Akademia to turn him into a god and Dottore's involvement, he would have assumed there was no need to look for him any further. But that's just another one of Dottore's likely betrayals, and he doesn't want to think about him now.

Fortunately Childe distracts him right away ]

What the—?

...haha ha. I forgot about these guys. Shit. [ childe breaks into a small fit of laughter as a pair of hydro tentacles start groping at scara's chest. ] I was too concerned about my knot, but... these little bastards have a chance of appearing when I'm sufficiently turned on. I have another pair, but it's always a mystery which is going to appear first. [ he starts panting a bit heavier, since he can feel through the tentacles as they glide over his skin. ] They don't like to listen to me though.

[ Tentacles are the last thing he expected from Childe - but then again, so is his knot. If he was going to hesitate at all, he really doesn't have the time to, not with how they start groping him. He leans into it immediately, face flushed as his hands move to stroke those tentacles ]

A--ah ... Did you want to fuck me with those, too? How greedy.

I'm not interested in sharing. [ and it's not like they're going to be able to force their way into scaramouche. ] ...heh, when it comes to you, how can I not be, but you don't need t- [ he shivers, thrusting into scaramouche suddenly. the touch to the tentacles has him getting hard all over again. ] You can just... leave them alone. I'm sure they'll buzz off sooner or later. [ but the two of them seem to like the attention, one of them stroking scara's cheek as the other nuzzles up to his hand. ]

[ oh. He notices the reaction, and he likes it. ]

But I'm greedy too, Caeli ...

[ he keeps caressing those tentacles, gently guiding one to his lips, so he can kiss it ]

I still have a hole that hasn't been filled.

…d- dammit, stop teasing them. [ and what he means by that is stop teasing him! because they’re enjoying it and he, well, he’s just dying. he starts rocking into scaramouche again, panting into his ear as the tentacle slithers into his mouth. it glows faintly, a swirl partner like the one of childe’s wrist appearing as it starts ducking his mouth. ] Little brat… [ he huffs, the other one attaching to one of his nipples as the electro pair finally appear. ]

If you, if you keep this up I’m going to come again. We’re going to, to be like this all night. [ the electro ones hover in front of Scaramouche, as if they’re watching him suck off the tentacle, but really they’re just waiting for him to tell them what he’d like them to do. they don’t like listening to childe, but they like listening to his partner. ]

[ Fuck, he's very quickly getting hard again - every little movement and attention he's getting from Childe as well as the tentacles only spurring him on. He lets out a soft moan around that tentacle, his hands moving so he can grip two others and stroke them as if he were jerking off Childe. He moves his hips, matching Childe's movements, and when he notices the tentacles are waiting for him he pulls back to talk to them ]

I wonder ... can they fuck you?

[ scaramouche is going to feel his knot swell, stretching his hole all the more. childe can’t help but let out a sigh of relief as scaramouche let’s the tentacle out of his mouth, but apparently it’s just to cause him even more trouble as the two electro tentacles slither to his back and, without bothering to prep him, shove themselves in. childe immediately cums, another thick deluge of seed filling up scaramouche as he cries out. ] T- Too much. [ he ducks his head, hiding his face as tears sting the ends of his eyes, the tentacles driving into him and fucking what’s left of his brains out. ]

[ He's going to die here and now and he can only be grateful that his body would disappear and come back in the sacrificial chamber, because he's not sure he wants to be found like this, full of Childe's cum and with his hole stretched so wide and open.

But it feels way too good to stop, he loves the way Childe's knot is stretching him open so nicely, how he can feel his stomach bulge with the amount of cum he's spilling inside him, and he can tell with the way Childe's moving inside of him now, he's going to come soon again. It's good, so good he feels he's going to lose his mind to the pleasure. ]

F—fuck. It's so big, Caeli ...

[ childe laughs, delirious, the hydro tentacles spraying scaramouche in a thick and viscous cum as the electro tentacles take care of filling childe. his elbows buckle, but he manages to keep from just dropping onto scaramouche as the last of his strength ebbs away. he presses him down into the bed, panting harshly as he tries to piece his thoughts together. ]

Don’t touch those traitorous little bastards… or, or we really are going to be stuck like this, like… [ he shuts his eyes, still trying to catch his breath. ] forever.

[ the tentacles all seem delighted to have driven the two of them beyond their limits, but they’ve settled down and instead of groping scaramouche they hold him, casually kissing and licking him in a show of affection. ]

…shower after this? Once it shrinks enough for me to separate us? [ he noses the back of his neck. ] Will you let me take care of you this evening?

[ Unsurprisingly he ends up coming shortly after, catching his breath and just laying on the bed, unable to do much else. He's gradually recovering his sanity, but not enough that he thinks this was a terrible idea. So when Childe asks if he can take care of him, rather than refuse outright, he indulges him ]

Mmm? And what's that going to entail? You don't have to be so affectionate with me, you know.

I know, but I can’t help but like you. I know you’re Mochi, and I don’t want you to think I’m doing any of this because of Tsukiakari, but it’s so easy to feel things for my former comrade. [ he nips at the back of his neck. ] Just cleaning you up, cleaning myself up too, and then… I could make us some tea. Might help our throats, h- hahaha.

[ It feels weird to hear him say "it's so easy to feel things for my former comrade"... is it? Did Childe feel like that before? ]

... Mm. You can take care of me.

But am I really that lovable? Since when?

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