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I sure hope not.

Shut your eyes.

[ DOUBT. but he does as asked ]

[ childe manipulates the dreamscape again, so that tens of hundreds of ( potentially ) thousands of flowers spring up all around them. childe, himself, has a small bouquet of nine red gladiolus flowers, a blue ribbon wrapped around them and sealed with a wax stamp that boasts his riptide mark. ]

...alright. [ he scoots in front of him, holding the bouquet, the sun having apparently set, so now the horizon is bathed in all sorts of shadowy colors. ] Open your eyes.

[ oh. Wow. It's a lot, and it takes him a few moments to really take it all in. ]

... All this just for me.

Here, [ he holds out the bouquet to him. ] for you, Mochi.

... I'm not going to be satisfied with just this.

[ he says as he takes the flowers, taking a moment to smell them ]

You have to find flowers to give me even outside the dream.

[ his smile falters for a moment. ] Alright. Am I going to have to wait until outside of a dream to get anything from you?

No. I'm just saying that I don't want it to end at just this dream.

[ he keeps the bouquet with one hand, but with the other he reaches for Childe, pulling him down for another kiss ]

So if you're going to give me other gifts, you better make sure you give me just as many in the waking world, so I can remember them.

[ childe smiles, taking his hand and holding it tight. he smiles into the kiss, humming in acknowledgment. ] I can do that. My first gift to you will be a bouquet of flowers unlike any other.

... Does this mean we're dating now?

Because I can be up for it if you are.

I’m up for it. [ he brings his hand to his lips for a kiss. ] Boyfriends, Mm~

And if your Tsukiakari shows up he'll just have to deal with it.

[ tugs him into a hug. he just wants to hold him right now. ] He’ll just have to deal with it. But let’s keep this about us. [ brings his lips to his ear. ] How about we end our date with some dessert.

[ there's a shiver running down his spine at that, but he's leaning into him, clearly wanting more ]

Ah, so you want to celebrate making me yours?

You know I do.

In that case ... show me what you've prepared for dessert.

I don’t need anything special for this, just you. [ he starts pawing at his clothing as he kisses him. ] I want to knot you, Mochi.

[ ah, fuck. he feels like Childe's kinks are getting to him a little too fast because just hearing him say it already has him excited, and it's obvious with the way he looks at him, how he smirks shortly after, and how quickly he starts to help him get his clothes off ]

Trying to breed me again?

[ god, he hates how easily he’s affected by that. just hearing him say breed is enough to send a shiver down his spine, his dick already half hard. he starts tugging at his own clothes, feeling uncomfortably hot all of a sudden. ] You’d like that, mm, to be full of so much of my cum that, if I could breed you, I would breed you. Make you into my little bitch, [ he tries to nudge him back as he moves over him. ] my breedable little fuck hole.

[ hearing Childe talk like this is incredibly hot, and each and every word just hit him harder. He immediately brings his hand to his cock, starting to stroke him, encouraging him further as they move together ]

That's right. Your little fuck hole, so full of your cum that my stomach is going to swell. You'd like that, right? Seeing me like that, making sure I won't waste a single drop of it ...

[ childe kicks off his pants in seconds flat, his engorged cock springing out, because, shit, he’s so turned on right now. his breath catches as scara takes a hold of him, hips jumping as he feverishly tries to fuck his hand. ]

Yes yes yes. [ he chants like a mantra, his brain already becoming exceedingly clouded by all of these thoughts alone. ] You’ll look like you’re bred, that you’re mine, so perfect and swollen and… [ he trails off, giving a nod of his head. ] Like it, h- Hah, I’d love it. Going to keep you on my knot for as long as you’ll let me.

[ he grabs the hand on his dick and then his other, bringing them above his head and pinning them in place, so he can rut against him. ] Since this is a dream you should make yourself go into heat for me. Make your tight little asshole slick, I want every fiber of your being craving my seed.

[ What a perfect image he's painting for him. He doesn't know how it feels to be in heat, but he's seen Childe and he's felt the pheromones, and if it's anything like that ... of course he wants it.

He can't touch Childe while his hands are pinned above his head, but he moves his hips, rocking against him just as desperately, moaning at the contact and the thought of being Childe's breeding bitch. ]

Yes — I want it, I want your cock, your seed, I want you to knot and breed me and keep me on your cock. I don't need anything else, just —

To be yours.

[ He's already getting slick. He did activate his own dream pendant, after all, and the thought of Childe changing him like that is enough for him to activate it accidentally, already feeling himself go crazy with need ]

Please—

...ah, [ childe exhales as soon as scaramouche starts rocking his hips against him, the friction stirring the pot, and making his desire boil over. ] What beautiful sounds. I look forward to hearing more of them. [ he flashes him with a sharp grin, and he only ends up clenching his teeth as scaramouche spills all that for him. damn, he loves hearing him talk like that. it's such a fucken turn on. ]

I'm going to give it to you. All of that. I'm going to fuck you so good. And you're going to take my knot like a good little bitch, beg for my seed, and then sit on my cock with your cute swollen belly. [ he growls, ears turning back as his eyes dip to find that scaramouche has, in fact, made himself go into heat. ]

[ childe stills, picking up on the change in his scent, and immediately feeling his own instincts kick into overdrive. he feels like he's going to lose it, but he manages to keep somewhat of a level head. he releases his arms and scoots back, throwing one of his legs over his shoulder as he buries his face in his ass - lapping at the slick. ] Yes, good, so good, you're mine... ready to be bred, ...

[ The more Childe gives him, the more he wants. He lets out a loud moan as he feels his tongue against his hole - his hand goes to reach for Childe's hair immediately and just grips it as he rocks against him, unable to hold himself back now that he's made himself go in heat.

It's hard to think of anything but how much he wants to be filled, how much he wants to be bred, and how much he wants to please his mate ]

T-that's right, I'm yours, so fuck me — please, please, I'm ready for you—

[ he pleads, even though Childe's tongue already feels amazing. But it's not enough - he promised to knot him, to fill him, and that's what he wants ]

I — need you, want you — so bad.

[ childe sits up and licks his lips clean of scaramouche's slick. he keeps the leg he's moved over his shoulder, half tempted to move the other too, so he can bend scaramouche into a mating press. childe shifts so that he can position his cock at scaramouche's entrance, easing into him with a groan. ] Yes, you're ready for me, I can feel your slick, you tight little hole begging for my dick, sucking me in... [ he leans down to kiss him. ] I want you too. I need you, Mochi, going to breed you and make you mine. [ he noses into the side of his face, trying to turn it, so he can sink his teeth into his 'non-existent' scent gland. ]

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