[ childe smirks against his shoulder. ] I have you for the entire night, right, [ he nibbles along his shoulders. ] and I do enjoy cockwarming, so her perhaps we can sleep together. [ literally together. ] I think the bath has given me a second wind. [ no it hasn’t, he’s just perpetually horny. ]
[ childe is going to suck a mark into scara’s neck instead of answering him. yes yes yes, he hasn’t forgotten. he grabs a cloth and pours a generous helping of liquid soap onto it, beginning to clean scara, but definitely taking his time around his nipples, cock, and ass. definitely no particular reason for this. ]
[ no particular reason...! He lets out a soft, pleased moan, each touch feeling nice and relaxing even beyond the obvious stimulation. He knows he'll regret letting his defenses down, but right now it feels good, and so he's just trusting Childe. With himself, and with taking care of him ]
Maybe I should fuck you instead next time. I am going to have to get ready for when you go in heat, no?
[ oh, such beautiful sounds, childe could never get sick of hearing them. he smiles, shutting his eyes as he continues to take care of scaramouche. he does have to stop the temptation to start jerking him off, because he’s certain feeling him squirm in his lap would be incredible, but, no, this is just bath time and nothing else. ]
Are you looking forward to my being in heat? Did what I say about it get you excited?
I don’t know. [ and he’s praying he doesn’t actually trigger it by being a little shit. ] Probably more than you think. You going to be able to keep up?
[ he’ll feel childe’s growing erection poking him in the back. ] In the air… [ if his tentacles come out, then he’s really going to be at scaramouche’s mercy. ] is that your signature move?
[ there's a soft laugh at the question, and of course as soon as he feels Childe's getting hard he's going to lean back into him, squirming on his lap just like he'd wanted earlier. Even though he's doing it on purpose ]
No, I haven't done that with anyone yet. I've just been thinking about it.
[ shit. he had been hoping it might go unnoticed. he tries to move back, but the edge of the tub is there, so he’s stuck. his breath hitches as he catches himself grinding into scara’s back, a hand diving beneath the bubbled water and taking a hold of his hip. ] Do you intend to completely stuff me the way I stuffed you… are you going to use my tentacles against me?
N- No. [ yes, absolutely, and being called out on it only makes him harder. ] Are you sure you want to do it for the first time while I’m in heat… you could… try not, just to make sure it works logistically.
[ he is thinking about it. And he loves that, loves teasing him like that, seeing Childe wanting to experiment with him ]
No.
It has to be for when you're in heat. But you can think and keep wondering how it's going to feel like, to be fucked while held up by myself and the wind.
[ dammit! he is thinking about it. ] What else would you do… you’re not just going to suspend me there, right? [ keeping talking dirty to him, he’s loving this, enjoying all the imagines Scara is putting in his heat as he ruts against his backside. ]
[ aaah ... he loves it. Loves feeling Childe getting more and more needy, loves that he's rutting against him like this. ]
I wonder. Do you want me to keep you suspended in the air? Maybe I could just keep you there while stuffed with your tentacles and one of those massive toys in the ruins.
[ and it’s at this point that he can’t help but shudder out a moan, his grip on scara’s hips tightening as he starts moving faster. ] I don’t, you can’t leave me for long. If you’re going to stuff my ass with some toy from the ruin, then… then you better shove your dick down my throat. [ he slips his other arm around him, taking a hold of his cock and beginning to stroke him. ] A toy can’t satisfy me like you can. It can help, but I need you.
[ Of course he's already hard by the time Childe takes his cock into his hand, and he moans - surprised that he's focusing on him now. He throws his head back a little, bites on his lip, but then continues ]
Y-yeah? Fine, then. I'll let you - I'll let you fuck my mouth as much as you want.
… [ childe smirks, because he’s got an idea. he needs to fuck with scaramouche as much as he can before he has a chance to completely destroy him. he takes his hand back and hoists him to his feet, turning him to face him so he can take his dick in his mouth. he buries his nose in his stomach, his cock ramming the back of his throat as childe manages to avoid gagging. he starts fucking himself onto scara, groaning each time he completely engulfs him. ]
[ Oh. Oh. Fuck. This is dangerous. He lets out a yelp, his hands going to grip his shoulders immediately, body trembling as he's pretty much assaulted. He was winning and in charge - how dare he ]
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Next time you should stay inside a while longer.
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Maybe I should fuck you instead next time. I am going to have to get ready for when you go in heat, no?
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Are you looking forward to my being in heat? Did what I say about it get you excited?
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No. [ he laughs. ] I look forward to you trying to control my hormonally charged insanity.
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... And since you wanted to see my vision at work, I was thinking I could fuck you mid-air. Would you like that?
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No, I haven't done that with anyone yet. I've just been thinking about it.
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Arara ... are you thinking about it?
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No.
It has to be for when you're in heat. But you can think and keep wondering how it's going to feel like, to be fucked while held up by myself and the wind.
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I wonder. Do you want me to keep you suspended in the air? Maybe I could just keep you there while stuffed with your tentacles and one of those massive toys in the ruins.
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Y-yeah? Fine, then. I'll let you - I'll let you fuck my mouth as much as you want.
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W--wait, that's — not what I had in mind—!
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