[ 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 ]
...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 ]
[ 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. ]
[ normally eh wouldn't understand what Childe is trying to do, but he does now. His instincts are practically taking over, so he immediately tilts his neck for him, exposing it so he can be marked - and already looking excited about it. ]
T-that's right, I'm already so wet for you, a-aah ... Your cock feels — amazing. So hard and hot for me. It's perfect, made just for me — to fill me and to breed me.
[ in childe's fucked out mind he's marking scaramouche and claiming his as his own, making him akin to a mate, because he needs to breed him over and over and over. ] Mm, all mine, Mochi, and now... now I can breed you, dick you down until you're satisfied. Not going to stop until you're full, so full, fucked out of your mind and unable to say anything but my name... or, or to beg for more.
[ childe doesn’t spent much time setting a comfortable pace, and instead lets scaramouche’s words carry him. he ramps up the pace - fucking him hard and fast - the sound of their skin slapping together each time they connect the only thing besides that moans that carries through the garden of flowers. ] You we’re made to my cock, weren’t you, and you’ve been waiting for me, for me to breed you. [ he kisses him roughly, silencing them both for only a moment as another couple of thrusts push childe’s swollen knot into him. he exhaled sharply against his mouth, shivering as scaramouche squeezes him tightly. ] Going to, going to breed you so good. [ he reaches for his hand, trying to bring it to his mouth for a kiss. ] You look so pretty with my mark.
[ he comes as soon as he Childe's pushes his knot inside of him, the pleasure finally overwhelming him and the feeling of being stretched to that extent getting to him. He tightens around him, letting out Childe's name - chanting it over and over as if he's the only thing he can think about.
His expression is absolutely fucked out even as Childe brings his hand to his mouth and kisses him, and he has to catch his breath, but eventually he does manage to register his swords ]
… [ childe smiles and kisses him much more softly. ] You’re right, you’re always pretty. [ but that gentleness doesn’t last for long and childe eventually just starts fucking him with wild abandon, trying to teeter himself over the edge, which he does after only a few more minutes. his own restraint had mostly crumbled earlier. ]
[ he spills into him, a thick deluge of cum filling him up to his limits and beyond, the knot keeping him plugged, so he doesn’t spill even a drop. ]
[ it feels great, and though this heat is just a construction of his own brain, Childe fucking into him like that, filling up and plugging him like this turns him on even more. He loves it, loves that they're both out exceedingly horny, loves being claimed and marked like this, and when Childe calls him BOYFRIEND it by itself is enough to send another wave of pleasure through him. Who would have thought. He really likes the thought of belonging to him. ]
It feels - so big. It's so much, aah ... you're really going to breed me like this.
[ childe noses scaramouche’s cheek, giving him a couple of kisses. ] Mm, you’d look so good, bred, …just think. My pretty little boyfriend carrying our eggs. [ he muses, giving the fierce mark he made on his neck a lick. ] I could keep you like this. [ he murmurs against his skin. ] On my dick, full, and ready to burst. [ he slips a hand in between them, rubbing his stomach and, more pointedly, the mark he’s placed there. ]
[ there's a shudder at that, and he has to bite his lip to stifle the moan that comes out just at that touch on his stomach. It feels good, and for just a moment he's starting to think maybe these dream amulets aren't so bad after all. Maybe he can enjoy this. ]
A--ah ... is that what I'm going to carry then, eggs? Feels - pretty good ...
Mm. [ he keeps his hand on his stomach. ] …you should focus real hard, Mochi, [ he applies a bit of pressure, his grin broadening as he brings them nose to nose. ] and manifest some eggs in this bulging belly of yours. [ he drags his hand up to pinch at his nipples. ] And then once I pull out you’ll be able to lay them like a good little bred bitch.
[ It's not something he considered before. But the thought is pretty hot, and with him still being in heat, it's a little too easy to get swept up by it all. Childe's pressure on his stomach already feels incredible - just uncomfortable enough to make his cock twitch, mixed with pleasure as it is. So of course the moment he's pinching his nipples he's already convinced, using his powers to manipulate the dream and let himself be filled with eggs.
Childe's eggs. He'll be able to feel the shape of them too, and once Mochi is certain he was successfull, there's a short, breathless laugh. ]
Do you like it? My belly is - so full of cum and eggs for you, Caeli ... I'm your bitch, your little fuckhole ready to be filled and bred just &dmash; just for you.
This feels — feels so good, I've never been filled like this. I'm gonna — I'm gonna get addicted to your knot at this rate.
…o- oh. [ his throat goes dry as scaramouche takes the idea and runs with it, subtle little bumps forming in his belly as he fills himself with eggs. his cock twitches, and it takes all the restraint he’s got to keep from cumming the very next moment. he didn’t think this through, because this is hotter than he could have ever imagined. ]
Yeah. [ his reply comes, laden with heady desire. ] You’re perfect. [ he moves his hand over his stomach, getting a feel for each of the eggs he can find. ] My little mate. [ he gives him a kiss, feeling dizzy from the contact alone. ] So full for me. I’ll take care of you, make sure you have everything you could ever need or want.
My knot is yours. No one else here can have it. [ a part of him thinks, good, because no one will be able to drive him to this level of pleasure, and he should feel guilty for letting that thought come to pass, but he can’t bring himself to care… not when he’s dick deep in his bred mate. ]
I want to taste all of you. [ he bows his head, flicking his tongue over one of his nipples before he takes the hard little bud into his mouth. ]
[ It's so foreign, feeling eggs inside of him, being able to see and feel his bulging belly, knowing he's been bred in this dream of theirs. He can't help but think of how nice it'll feel to lay Childe's eggs for him, to have his eyes on him, knowing just how much he's clearly into this. He loves the praise, loves the adoration he can feel in his voice, and it's all way too exciting. He's already fully hard by the time Childe takes his nipples into his mouth, and he lets out a soft noise of pleasure, tilting his head back and bringing his hand to Childe's back, nails digging in a little ]
Your mate ...
That — sounds really nice. I want you to - I want you to bite me more.
[ and of course childe complies. he marks up scaramouche’s chest - licking, sucking, kissing, and biting. ] I… I think I’m going to come again. [ he can’t help it, feeling scaramouche’s own erection between them and hearing all the beautiful sounds he’s making is enough to send him back to the edge. he starts rocking his hips, hot breathes expelled against his chest as childe tries to keep from losing the control he’s only just gotten back. ] Do you think you can take it, ..? [ there’s not much he can do if not, because they’re bound together at the moment, but he’ll certainly try to hang on. ] You’re just too hot for your own good.
I can take — so much more. Fuck me — come on! I want - I want more, I want to feel you cum inside of me again, I want to be so full and ready to burst for you, my — my mate ...!
[ there's a pleading little moan at that last part, and he rocks his hips against childe, trying to entice him further. His hand still on his shoulder, holding tight on it and digging his nails in just a bit as he brings his other to his stomach, feeling up the shape of it, so clearly enticed by all of this — each mark on his skin already starting to glow brightly ]
Look at me, I'm so turned on right now ... It feels so fucking good, Caeli.
[ ...that's all it takes, because childe starts fucking him again. the pace he sets is rough, each thrust driving his fat cock further into scaramouche, because he needs to breed him more moremore. it's not enough to have just fucked him full the once. he needs to do it again and again and again. ] ...my little greedy mate. How could I say no to you? I'll give you whatever you li- l- like...
[ he trails off and joins their lips for a kiss, one that he ends up groaning into as he sees a second climax. the exhaustion is beginning to set in, so as soon as he's finished riding it out he leans down to start licking and kissing at scaramouche's cheek. ] ...h- how was that? Good enough for you my little mate?
[ He's going to make sure they can have weekly dream fuck sessions from now on. Sure, fucking in real life is better, but he likes being able to have - well. No real limits. He's blissed out of his fucking mind as Childe fucks him like that, and he's moving his hips to match his rhythm, fucking himself on his cock and crying out Caeli's name over and over again.
It doesn't take him long to come again either, catching his breath immediately after, and starting to feel just as exhausted now ]
Y-yeah ... pretty good. But I don't want to wake up before laying these for you ...
[ he presses his hand on his stomach, letting out a soft noise as he does - childe's mark on his belly glowing again ]
...yeah, [ sets a hand on top of scaramouche's hand. ] we're going to finish what we started. Are you ready to do so now? I can just make my knot shrink. [ because dream. they don't need to wait. ] I don't think I can wait anymore either. I want to see you lay them.
I hope you know I'm going to be horny as fuck when we wake up...
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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 ...
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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.
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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—
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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, ...
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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.
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T-that's right, I'm already so wet for you, a-aah ... Your cock feels — amazing. So hard and hot for me. It's perfect, made just for me — to fill me and to breed me.
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F-fuck, that's right, come on, fuck me harder, I want — I want your knot inside me, I want you to spread me open and fill me up!
[ he shifts, trying to move his hips so he can force a faster pace on Childe - clearly needy ]
I love — I love your cock so much, please, Caeli ...!
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His expression is absolutely fucked out even as Childe brings his hand to his mouth and kisses him, and he has to catch his breath, but eventually he does manage to register his swords ]
I'm - always pretty...
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[ he spills into him, a thick deluge of cum filling him up to his limits and beyond, the knot keeping him plugged, so he doesn’t spill even a drop. ]
Look at my cute little boyfriend…
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[ it feels great, and though this heat is just a construction of his own brain, Childe fucking into him like that, filling up and plugging him like this turns him on even more. He loves it, loves that they're both out exceedingly horny, loves being claimed and marked like this, and when Childe calls him BOYFRIEND it by itself is enough to send another wave of pleasure through him. Who would have thought. He really likes the thought of belonging to him. ]
It feels - so big. It's so much, aah ... you're really going to breed me like this.
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A--ah ... is that what I'm going to carry then, eggs? Feels - pretty good ...
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Mm. [ he keeps his hand on his stomach. ] …you should focus real hard, Mochi, [ he applies a bit of pressure, his grin broadening as he brings them nose to nose. ] and manifest some eggs in this bulging belly of yours. [ he drags his hand up to pinch at his nipples. ] And then once I pull out you’ll be able to lay them like a good little bred bitch.
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Childe's eggs. He'll be able to feel the shape of them too, and once Mochi is certain he was successfull, there's a short, breathless laugh. ]
Do you like it? My belly is - so full of cum and eggs for you, Caeli ... I'm your bitch, your little fuckhole ready to be filled and bred just &dmash; just for you.
This feels — feels so good, I've never been filled like this. I'm gonna — I'm gonna get addicted to your knot at this rate.
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Yeah. [ his reply comes, laden with heady desire. ] You’re perfect. [ he moves his hand over his stomach, getting a feel for each of the eggs he can find. ] My little mate. [ he gives him a kiss, feeling dizzy from the contact alone. ] So full for me. I’ll take care of you, make sure you have everything you could ever need or want.
My knot is yours. No one else here can have it. [ a part of him thinks, good, because no one will be able to drive him to this level of pleasure, and he should feel guilty for letting that thought come to pass, but he can’t bring himself to care… not when he’s dick deep in his bred mate. ]
I want to taste all of you. [ he bows his head, flicking his tongue over one of his nipples before he takes the hard little bud into his mouth. ]
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Your mate ...
That — sounds really nice. I want you to - I want you to bite me more.
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[ there's a pleading little moan at that last part, and he rocks his hips against childe, trying to entice him further. His hand still on his shoulder, holding tight on it and digging his nails in just a bit as he brings his other to his stomach, feeling up the shape of it, so clearly enticed by all of this — each mark on his skin already starting to glow brightly ]
Look at me, I'm so turned on right now ... It feels so fucking good, Caeli.
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[ he trails off and joins their lips for a kiss, one that he ends up groaning into as he sees a second climax. the exhaustion is beginning to set in, so as soon as he's finished riding it out he leans down to start licking and kissing at scaramouche's cheek. ] ...h- how was that? Good enough for you my little mate?
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It doesn't take him long to come again either, catching his breath immediately after, and starting to feel just as exhausted now ]
Y-yeah ... pretty good. But I don't want to wake up before laying these for you ...
[ he presses his hand on his stomach, letting out a soft noise as he does - childe's mark on his belly glowing again ]
I want to feel that.
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I hope you know I'm going to be horny as fuck when we wake up...
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